Chapter five hundred and seventy sixth mirror flower water moon
Chapter 576
"Sir, do you have any good ideas for destroying the city?"
The attack on the second day still did not put too much pressure on Taiyuan City. Looking at the soldiers who surged up and receded like a tide, Yelu Deguang frowned and asked Han Zhishan, who was standing next to him and watching the battle.
"Taiyuan City is too strong, and the Han army's defensive equipment is very powerful. The city gate is sealed by iron gates, and even if the siege hammer comes up, it can't break the city gate. If we just rely on soldiers to attack the city with ladders, the casualties will be too high.
And it’s difficult to continuously add troops to the city wall.”
Han Zhishan sighed and said, "Perhaps, we can try building a fish beam avenue."
Han Zhishan said somewhat unconfidently.
This is not a very good strategy. With the defensive power of the Han army, how many soldiers will be shot to death by the Han people if they build a Weirang Avenue under the city wall? I am afraid that the pile of dead bodies will not be much shorter than the Weirang Avenue. But in Taiyuan
The city was too strong, and apart from this method, Han Zhishan could not think of a better strategy for the time being. Yelu Deguang was good at plain field warfare, and his experience in attacking fortified areas was obviously lacking.
"Will there be too many casualties?"
Yelu Deguang shook his head. He was not asking Han Zhishan, but denying Han Zhishan's plan. By consuming human lives to build a road, he would not be willing to part with it even if Yelu Deguang had an army of 200,000.
"There are still 100,000 civilians and herdsmen in the army..."
Han Zhishan spoke in a very low voice, but he was sure that Yelu Deguang could hear what he was saying.
"If Taiyuan cannot be conquered as soon as possible, these civilians will stay in the camp doing nothing but consuming food."
Yelu Deguang frowned: "But... they are all people of Daliao, not those two-legged sheep!"
Han Zhishan shook his head and said: "Your Highness, if Taiyuan is captured, Daliao will gain even more."
Yelu Deguang was silent for a while and nodded: "Sir, please go make arrangements."
He sighed, as if he couldn't bear it, and seemed not to be very optimistic about Han Zhishan's strategy. Slowly coming down the high slope, Yelu Deguang ordered as he walked: "Ming Jin!"
Two short words announced that today's attack was in vain. Yelv Deguang's heart was as heavy as the sky. If there is anything that makes Yelu Deguang happy, it is that it makes people happy.
The snow that I was worried about didn't start to fall. Although the sky was still cloudy, as long as the snowflakes didn't fall, everything would be okay.
Thirty thousand people were sent out, and the furthest ones were as far as thirty miles away to cut down trees. The Khitans had to build sheds for the animals before the heavy snow came down, and they also had to strengthen the felt tents. If the snow was too thick, the felt tents would not stand at all.
If it doesn't stay up, a gust of wind may blow the tent down.
While thinking of ways to conquer Taiyuan as soon as possible, Yelu Deguang was also preparing for a protracted war.
After the offensive in the morning was withdrawn, one hundred thousand civilians and herdsmen were given a task to sew one million pockets in the shortest possible time. If they could not complete it within the specified time, they would be punished according to the establishment. If one person did not complete it,
If so, fifty civilians in the team will be beheaded together. The leader of the team, the centurion, the commander of thousands, and even the officials who manage the civilians will all be punished.
It's a pain for the herdsmen and a pain for the sheep.
There was not enough needle and thread, so they had to find a solution from the sheep. Neither Yelu Deguang nor Han Zhishan thought of these so-called trivial matters. In the end, within five days, a lot of pockets were sewn, but the sheep had been shorn of its hair.
Tens of thousands of them froze to death. This means that in the next ten days, the soldiers can eat mutton every day to replenish their strength.
But these are only the sheep that died within five days. The heavy snow did not fall. Yelu Deguang, who had not had time to rejoice, now has to worry about how to preserve the dead sheep from rotting. Although the weather is very cold, there are so many dead sheep that he wants to save.
It was not easy to come down. If they were not disemboweled, the dead sheep would soon swell and begin to rot from the inside. The furious Yelu Deguang chopped up the captain and the high-ranking civil servants who supervised the civilians.
He cut his head and ordered that no one should have any more ideas about wool.
Han Zhishan once again came up with a way. He suggested using the felled wood to make a wheelbarrow to transport soil. The idea of building a road under Taiyuan City was Han Zhishan's idea, so Yelu Deguang simply left everything to him. He
I just gave a death order and it must be prepared within three days.
In three days, the army would have besieged Taiyuan City for ten days. The consumption of food made him frown, and for the first time he had a headache for supplies. In the past, when attacking any place, he could just grab it casually.
to provide enough supplies to support the army. But this time, the villages within a few hundred miles between Taiyuan and Daizhou were empty, and there was nothing to grab. What also upset him was that Xinzhou had been besieged for more than twenty days and there was still no one.
Conquering it was like a stubborn nail stuck between Daizhou and Taiyuan. As long as Xinzhou was not captured, Yelu Deguang could not rest assured about his future.
It is so difficult for the 60,000 troops of the rear army to besiege a small city of Xinzhou. Yelu Deguang has sent people three times to question the leader of the rear army, Brother Su, why his actions are so slow!
What made Yelu Deguang even more angry was that the team sent to Datong Prefecture in Xijing to mobilize grain and grass was ambushed by the Han on the way. The hundreds of thousands of grain and grass that were finally put together were burned clean by the Han. His two hundred thousand
The army penetrated hundreds of miles into the territory of the Han Dynasty, and the Khitan people behind them were still fighting fiercely with the Han people on the border. The troops were out of touch, and Yelu Deguang was even afraid that if Liu Ling came with reinforcements, he would just cut off his retreat.
It is enough to trap 200,000 Liao troops here.
It’s not at all as devastating as I imagined!
Yelu Deguang found out with some helplessness that sometimes wars cannot be resolved by riding a horse and rushing over.
Finally, on the tenth day, nearly one million bags and more than 200 wheelbarrows were made. After lunch, one hundred thousand civilians who thought they had completed their task after sewing the bags were driven onto the battlefield by the supervising team.
His Highness the Prince didn't even bother to talk to them about mobilization. He just pointed his riding whip at Taiyuan City in the distance and asked them to fill their pockets with soil and pile it along the city wall to create a fish beam avenue for the army to attack the city.
The civilians exploded on the spot. They protested loudly, and some decided to return to Datong and no longer serve His Highness the bullshit Prince. Let the cursed war go to hell, I will quit!
Thousands of wolf riders swarmed up and hacked to death the more violent civilian husbands on the spot. After killing more than 300 people, the civilian husbands finally realized that if they did not follow His Highness’s words, His Highness would really order them all to be killed.
Kill them all, then pile up the bodies and maybe keep them for food rations.
One hundred thousand civilians had to carry everything they could find to block the arrows, and they rushed down the city wall like crazy, carrying bags filled with frozen soil in pairs. Powerful gunpowder bags and heavy crossbows were placed on the ground.
The crowd harvested lives unscrupulously, and a large number of civilians were impaled to death on the ground before they could even rush to the city wall.
When they were within two hundred steps, the archers on the city wall began to massacre. Very few people survived to run back and forth on the battlefield. One hundred thousand civilians gradually piled up the Weirang Avenue, and the loss exceeded 20% of the corpses.
The road they were running back and forth was almost paved. The Khitan warriors who supervised them shouted loudly and asked the living folk to pile the dead under the city wall.
Some people couldn't bear the terror of death and began to flee. The Khitan's rangers rushed up and hacked them to death from behind. Throughout the afternoon, under the pressure of the soldiers, the civilians kept going back and forth and could no longer go back.
After three hours, when the Han archers guarding the city had killed people until they were numb and their arms became numb, a two-foot-wide Weirang Avenue was finally built with human lives.
"Dugre, take your ten thousand troops to kill all the Han people in Taiyuan City!"
Seeing the Yuliang Avenue piled up, Yelu Deguang seemed to smell the smell of victory. He stood on the high slope and shouted orders, pointing at Taiyuan City in the distance with his hand trembling uncontrollably. He was originally not optimistic about Han Zhishan's plan.
, but he didn’t expect that those civilians really did it. Han Zhishan pretended to laugh profoundly, and his tense nerves relaxed. In fact, when Yelv Deguang asked him, he just said casually, at that time
He was also very confused.
After one hundred thousand civilians completed their mission, not even half of them were left alive. Tens of thousands of corpses fell on the fields, ignored.
After hearing Yelu Deguang's order, the Khitan general Du Geli shouted loudly to his troops to rush forward. It always gets dark very quickly in winter, and it was already dark after the civilians piled up the Yuliang Avenue. The Khitan
The warrior lit a fire, roared and charged towards the Taiyuan city wall with his scimitar waving.
Xu Xuan stood on the city wall and watched coldly as countless torches rushed towards him in the dark night, with a bloodthirsty sneer on his lips.
Three ballistas were mobilized to face the bloody Weirang Avenue. Hundreds of archers had already aimed there. As long as the Khitans stepped on it, the arrows would pour down without hesitation.
came out. And more archers and spearmen were waiting behind. It was much easier to defend this opening than to defend the entire city wall. Unfortunately, the Khitan people didn't seem to understand this simple truth at all.
A howling Khitan centurion brandishing a scimitar was the first to rush onto the Yuliang Avenue. Behind him were countless torches, flowing like a river of flames toward the city wall. He only took two steps forward.
, a feather arrow accurately hit the Khitan centurion. The feather arrow pierced his throat and came out of the back of his neck. The Khitan warrior, whose trachea was blocked, subconsciously grabbed the arrow shaft with his hand, and finally
, a trace of air leaked into his lungs. The cool air made him smile with satisfaction, and then he fell down.
With a buzzing sound, a heavy crossbow shot out. The long, arm-thick crossbow arrows shot down the slope of the Yuliang Avenue, piercing a dozen Khitan warriors to death in one breath. It was like a dense ant colony being killed by someone.
After hitting it with a small wooden stick, a straight gap appeared. But soon, the gap was filled by the Khitan people.
The blood began to flow down the Yuliang Avenue, and even the cold weather had no time to freeze the blood.
Bodies fell down the road one by one, and soldiers filled the gaps in front of them.
Perhaps it was the darkness that blocked the eyes of the Khitans, or perhaps it was hope that blocked their fear. Even after the entire thousand-man team was killed in battle, they still did not realize that they had rushed to Taiyuan City along the Weiliang Avenue to kill all the Han people.
, it’s just a very beautiful bubble of colorful hope. Just like the flowers in the mirror or the moon in the water, it looks beautiful, but in fact... you can’t catch it at all. (To be continued)
