As he was speaking, Song Sheng hurried over, bowed and saluted and asked, "What's the matter with Your Highness summoning your ministers?"
"Originally I just wanted to talk to you about something that was on my mind. I have already finished talking to Gao Xiang. But when I saw you coming, I thought of something to tell you."
"Please give me your instructions, Your Highness," Song Sheng said hurriedly.
"If we capture the Xilu in the future, and those who have not harmed the people of the Ming Dynasty, if they want to surrender, they must hold one of their own heads in their hands!"
"Your Highness, I'm afraid this is not appropriate." Song Sheng has followed his father and brother to fight since he was a child. It is not that he has never done this kind of thing. But now that the Ming Dynasty is such a big country, it may not be appropriate to ask people to submit names.
"If they don't accept the surrender certificate, they will still have a retreat and may defect at any time. Their retreat must be blocked before they can accept surrender." Shang Bing said firmly.
"Yes, Your Highness." Song Sheng could only agree.
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"In June of the sixth year of Jianye in the Ming Dynasty, because he witnessed his people being brutally driven to attack the city by Turks who looked very different from the Han people, and because of the mysterious judgment of the then emperor of the Ming Dynasty, racism (non-nationalism)
This flower of evil took root in the heart of Zhu Shangbing, the second generation king of Qin in the Ming Dynasty, and as it grew stronger, it caused countless human tragedies in the following decades."
——"Research on the History of the Ming Dynasty" Volume 2, Chapter 2, Section 3: The War between the Ming Kingdom and the Timurid Khanate
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Although Shang Bing's order had far-reaching consequences later, it had no impact at this time. Xu Huizu was still waiting for reinforcements in Xingxing Gorge, the only dangerous place west of Yiwu, and Song Hu and others were still waiting for reinforcements.
The commanding officers at the top of the city defended themselves against the attack of Samarkand soldiers.
"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" Continuous screams sounded. Along with the screams, countless Samarkand soldiers who had rushed to the top of the city became unstable and fell to the ground.
The soldiers in my city were hacked to death and their bodies kicked off the city walls.
"Quickly, reload!" Song Hu shouted loudly.
"Commander, there are not many projectiles left, we won't last three days if we keep using it like this!" Artilleryman Qianhu shouted.
"Quickly reload!" Song Hu ignored his words and just shouted to reload. Qianhu had no choice but to let the soldiers continue to reload. Soon, another pile of gravel was shot out from the muzzle and hit the city.
The leader of the Samarkand soldiers.
This time, the soldiers of the Samarkand Kingdom at the top of the city were completely cleaned up. The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty rushed over and threw rolling wooden rocks down while pushing the ladder. The civil servants also hurriedly straightened the iron pot that had been kicked, poured cold water into it and started again.
They began to boil water; several pots were damaged by swords and were dragged down by the servants and replaced with new iron pots.
They heard the sound of cannon firing from the front again. Along with the sharp whistling sound, several artillery shells hit the top of the city. Dozens of soldiers were hit by the shells and then fell to the top of the city screaming. But they
The soldiers beside him just shrank their ears slightly and continued to do what they were supposed to do.
They cannot be afraid at all, nor can they retreat. These days, the Samarkand people who look very different from the Han people are driving the Han people to attack the city, which has made all the soldiers at the top of the city realize that they must never surrender, and they must not surrender.
If the city is captured by the soldiers of Samarkand, Timur will definitely give orders to drive them towards the army coming from the Central Plains. There is absolutely no way to survive. In order to survive, he can only do his best to block the enemy. Even if he dies in battle, he will always
Can keep his wife and children alive!
There were only a group of people wearing moon-white clothes walking around busy. The original color of these Ming Dynasty military doctors' clothes had been very blurred, full of black and gray, and only the national emblem on the hats on their heads shone brightly. A few people's hats fell off, revealing shiny
He has a bald head and a swastika embroidered on his collar.
They formed a group of five or six people and walked to the soldiers who fell on the top of the city to see if they were dead. If they were not dead, they checked their injuries and they could be saved. They gave first aid on the top of the city and then carried them down on stretchers.
; If they cannot be saved, they will be collected by the corpse collection team at night and buried in a public cemetery.
The artillery at the top of the Ming Dynasty city also fired back. There were few cannons in the Ming Dynasty, and there were also few artillery shells. They could not afford to waste them. None of them hit ordinary soldiers, and they all shot back in the direction of the Samarkand cannon. Although there was no accuracy, a few shots were fired.
If two cannons are fired in the same direction at the same time, it is still possible for a blind cat to encounter a dead mouse.
The cannons in several directions stopped firing. I don't know whether they were hit or the barrels were overheated. However, most of the cannons continued to fire shells towards the city. Several kilograms of projectiles continued to fall, not only killing many people, but also killing many people.
Many more people were injured by flying gravel.
A group of crossbowmen also risked their lives to get close to the city wall, shooting arrows at the top of the city with their bows or using crossbow carts, and did not retreat even if people were being killed one after another.
The soldiers armed with knives and guns also came closer under the cover of bows and arrows, inserted their knives into the gaps between the bricks and stones, and climbed up by grabbing the pits made by the shells.
The soldiers of the Ming army at the top of the city soon discovered them. They didn't care about shooting arrows, and hurriedly poured boiling oil and boiling water down. Countless people screamed and fell down, falling on bricks or hitting other people's heads. They were dead before their eyes.
, but more people are climbing up.
But at this moment, the sound of a horn suddenly came from behind. The soldiers who were climbing the city wall did not hesitate and returned from a long distance. The crossbowmen who were shooting arrows at the top of the city also reduced their frequency. After the soldiers who were attacking the city retreated,
He also stopped shooting arrows and retreated; the cannons in the rear also stopped roaring.
Song Hu breathed a sigh of relief and fell to the ground. A military doctor immediately came over and said, "Commander Song, are you injured? Can my subordinates take a look at you?"
"No need!" Song Hu said immediately: "My injury is not serious, please quickly treat the soldiers."
The military doctor saluted and hurried to save other soldiers.
Song Hu's guards rushed over to help him up and into the archery tower. Although the archery tower had been hit by several shots in the past few days, it was made of bricks and had not completely collapsed.
"The soldiers cannot rest now and must clear the city wall quickly; the corpse collection team must also collect the corpses of the fallen soldiers and bury them in the public cemetery. The corpses of all the Xilu must also be collected, minced and thrown under the city!" Song Song
Hu was still giving instructions while being supported.
The guards agreed and put him on a bed. A man with some medical skills would check to see if there was any serious problem. Then they stripped him of his clothes, leaving only his underwear, and applied ointment to the wound to stop the bleeding.
After the ointment was applied, Song Hu washed himself a little, put on his clothes, and walked out from the arrow tower to inspect the city.
At this time, it was completely dark, and lanterns were lit on all sides. Under the weak light of the lanterns, the corpse collection team was collecting the corpses, and the military doctors were carrying the injured soldiers downwards. Many people were cleaning the city head while collecting the bodies of the Xilu.
The corpse was chopped into several pieces with a machete and thrown down from the top of the city.
Song Hu was patrolling when suddenly a military doctor stopped in front of him and bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty, Commander."
"It's Lin Chen, what's the matter?" Song Hu recognized this man. He was from Henan. In the second year of Jianye, he was sent to the northwest as a military doctor. He came to Yiwu with his parents, brothers and sisters, a total of six people. This man has excellent medical skills.
, when it comes to treating trauma, no one in Yiwu is better than him; he is also very peaceful, and is well liked by everyone above and below him.
"Sir, is it too harsh to dispose of Xilu's corpses? As the saying goes, death is the most important thing. No matter how they fought with our army during their lifetime, it is better not to dispose of their corpses in this way after death." Lin Chen said.
"Pedantry!" These two words immediately appeared in Song Hu's mind. With the battle going like this, he actually still had the heart to deal with the corpses of enemy soldiers who died in the battle too harshly!
"Lin Chen!" Song Hu said in a serious tone: "The purpose of breaking up the corpses is to frighten the enemy and let them know the consequences of attacking the city; secondly, in the past few days, they have driven captive Han people to attack the city, and the soldiers are very angry.
We also want to let the soldiers vent their anger."
"Sir, our Ming Dynasty is a country of benevolence and righteousness. It is natural for everyone to fight for their masters on the battlefield, but it is not necessary to break the corpses to scare the enemy. Instead, it may anger them and make them attack the city more violently."
"Both of them, the people of the Ming Dynasty were indeed very angry when they drove the Ming Dynasty to attack the city. However, the Xilu are beasts and our army cannot be beasts. We must abide by the rules of human life." Lin Chen paused and his eyes turned red before he spoke.