Four hundred and fortieth chapters life fills the city
Gumozhou.
Although it was supplemented by the Guazhou Army, the garrison reached 15,000 people.
But the city still could not be defended.
The Huns' attack was so fierce that they continued day and night.
From mid-July to early October.
It's a miracle that I've been able to keep it for more than two months.
At the beginning of October, the avenue of corpses laid down by the Huns, which claimed 50,000 to 60,000 lives, finally reached the top of Gumozhou city.
Zhang Zhou led his soldiers in a bloody battle, but there were too many Huns.
At the last moment, Zhang Zhou was prepared to die for his country.
After being stabbed several times, he fell into a pool of blood.
General Wang Kai carried the seriously injured Zhang Zhou on his back and led the remaining defenders to break out of the encirclement.
There was no news after that, and we don’t know whether these people were alive or dead.
Song Yang was extremely anxious when he got the news.
The army will be marched westward immediately.
"Your Majesty! You can't go now!" The messenger from Qiuci urged loudly and urgently.
"Your Majesty, there is a sandstorm in the Gobi Desert. At this time, humans and animals cannot reach Qiuci!"
The messenger was chased out by the sandstorm. If he had been any slower, he would have been submerged in the sandstorm.
"Then when can we leave?" Song Yang frowned.
Qiuci is hundreds of miles away, but at this juncture, we can't move forward.
"Your Majesty! This sandstorm will not stop for a while. It can last for three to five days, or ten or eight days at most!" The messenger traveled to the Western Regions all year round and was very familiar with the environment here.
"So long!" Song Yang was surprised.
The Huns were startled and began to attack Qiuci!
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. There is a general in charge of Qiuci, so it won't be a problem to hold on for a few months." The messenger had great trust in the old general Song Hui and believed that he could hold on.
"This..." Song Yang sat back in his chair. He couldn't come up with a good solution now.
All we can do is just wait.
In the afternoon, the sandstorm mentioned by the messenger really came.
It blocks out the sky and makes it impossible to see anything five meters away.
Song Yang saw this kind of natural disaster for the first time and realized how dangerous it was.
The soldiers of the Renaissance Army had never seen such a horrific scene, and they were so scared that they hid in the house and did not dare to come out.
"Damn it! Don't they have this kind of sandstorm over there with the Huns?" Song Yang yelled in the room.
"Your Majesty, the situation over there is slightly better. The distance between Qiuci and the desert is farther than here."
When the messenger arrived at Quli Governor's Mansion, he stayed with Song Yang as a guide.
The five hundred people sent by Song Xi were not very familiar with the terrain here. Fortunately, there was a messenger from Kucha.
Song Yang frowned and shook his head. No wonder the Quli Governor's Office was abolished. This place doesn't have to live with the several sandstorms a year.
The Governor's Mansion was established here because it was along the Tarim River, with abundant water and grass and a fairly good climate.
Later, with the development of production and life, the nearby ecological environment was destroyed.
In addition, the global environment has become less rainy and dry, and the Quli Governor's Office cannot sustain it, so it was abolished during the reign of the late Emperor.
However, as a transportation transfer station, Dudufu City has been preserved.
Unfortunately, after natural disasters, the population decreased and the terrain changed.
The desert moved here for more than a hundred miles, and the rivers were cut off and diverted.
The environment here has become extremely harsh.
When Song Yang and others came, there were less than fifty households in the small town.
"Your Majesty, you don't have to worry too much. The food, grass and weapons you sent last time were of great help to the defense of our Western Expeditionary Army."
"Without your material support, Gumo Prefecture would not have been able to hold on for so long, and it might have fallen long ago."
The messenger talked about the material support from the previous time.
Song Yang had already sent supplies to Liangzhou.
These supplies arrived in Kucha in early September.
Song Hui sent most of it to Gumozhou, which allowed Gumozhou to survive until October.
After listening to the messenger's words, Song Yang nodded with a little peace of mind.
"Alas! All we can do in a natural disaster is wait!" Song Yang sighed helplessly.
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In October, the Huns captured Gumo Prefecture and marched to the gates of Qiuci with the power of victory.
The Xiongnu king's ambitious goals and the prosperous Central Plains.
What stood in front of him was the last important town of the Western Army.
"The whole army listens to the order! I will give you half a month to capture Qiuci."
"If we can't take Kucha within half a month, I will use your bones to spread under the city wall of Kucha!"
The Hun King issued the most hated order. He had already heard that Daqian had sent reinforcements to support Kucha.
In order to quickly decide the battle and establish the results of the Western Region, the Xiongnu king issued a death order and captured Qiuci in half a month.
The size of Qiuci City is roughly the same as that of Shule Town and Gumo Prefecture.
The number of defenders was more than 30,000, the elite of the Western Army.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for the Huns to capture Kucha City within half a month.
But the order of the Hun King made the entire Hun army tighten up.
All the tribes are taking their lives to fill the walls of the city.
It used to be to climb the city wall, but now it is to directly use the lives of slaves.
The slaves were driven towards Kuchacheng with stones in their arms. Their only task was to fill the city! Fill the city with bones and stones!
The Huns came all the way and captured 200,000 slaves, all of whom were driven towards Qiuci.
Their corpses and stones were piled higher and higher.
It is getting closer and closer to the city.
Song Hui frowned.
This method of fighting by the Xiongnu is completely unpopular. As long as he can persist, those slaves will definitely cause trouble.
But the problem now is that the Huns' attack is still at its strongest.
Song Hui was afraid that he would not be able to survive the civil strife of the Xiongnu army.
After all, the cities in the Western Regions are much smaller than the cities in the Central Plains.
The city wall is only seven or eight meters high, and it is only made of sealed earth.
It will definitely be broken over time.
Now I just hold on and see who can't hold on first.
The King of the Xiongnu was also furious and did not want to wait with the Western Expeditionary Army until the cold winter came.
That year, his father, the old Hun King, was defeated by Song Hui in winter.
The new king of the Huns did not want to drag the war into winter, so he had no choice but to risk his life.
October in the Western Regions is already very cold.
The temperature at night has reached below freezing.
Both sides persisted in the cold wind.
What the conquering army insisted on was the family, the country, and the world; what the Xiongnu king insisted on was his ambition.
On October 25, the fifth day after Song Yang entered the Quli Governor's Mansion, the sandstorm stopped.
Song Yang's army immediately headed west.
On this day, it was also the first time that the Huns boarded the city of Qiuci.
Although it was quickly suppressed, this was not a good sign.
The debris and corpses piled up under the city are already more than five meters high!
The Huns' non-stop attacks day and night did not give the Expeditionary Army a chance to clean up these debris, and they could only watch it getting higher and higher.
Song Hui had people pour kerosene on them to burn them, but the Huns kept throwing stones and sand, and the kerosene could not burn the corpses.
Therefore, the effect of kerosene is not ideal.
The balance of war is tilting towards the Huns.
Their method of suppressing people with human lives has obvious results.
The siege of Qiuci lasted for nearly a month, with 100,000 slave soldiers filling in!
More casualties than the previous two cities combined!