There were brown, yellow or white flags waving on the horizon to the southwest of the city, and then the sound of attacks like pine waves began.
Facing the Tang army's camp across the river to harass them was just to lure the enemy. Most of the elite soldiers named Shi Huang had quickly crossed the river from the downstream and were now heading towards Dundo City. Their target was the Tang army piled up in the city.
forage.
Jia Chonghuan couldn't care less and beat his chest in regret, with veins floating on his face, and shouted loudly: "Hurry! Those who don't have armor, quickly wear armor! Come with me to support Dunduo City!"
He almost flew to the wooden ladder, grabbing both sides of the wooden ladder with his hands, and his skirts slid down due to friction. His hands stuck many wooden thorns on the rough ladder, and the palms of his palms were dripping with blood. But at this moment, he
My heart was pounding in my chest, and I couldn't care less about the pain, even if I lost my life.
Anxiety and self-blame burst out from his emotions, turning into a hoarse and fierce roar: "Quick! Quick! Wear armor! Fight with me and save the city of Dunduo no matter what!"
The soldiers had almost no chance to breathe. They could only put on their breastplates hastily, pick up their weapons and prepare to form a queue. The Tuqishi people on the other side of the river appeared again. They once again fired arrows at the Tang army on the river bank. This was to attack them.
Let them ignore both ends and be exhausted.
Jia Chonghuan decisively ordered: "Leave one regiment in Fengsui Fort! Prevent the enemy from crossing the river to kill, and leave all the brothers alive! One by one! Come with me to save Dunduo City! Hurry!"
The Tang army that could be assembled and pieced together was less than a thousand people. They were just infantry and could barely have a cavalry of 200 people to prevent the enemy cavalry from outflanking and killing. But for the sudden cavalry Shiren who had concentrated superior forces, these people were too much.
So shabby.
"kill!"
Jia Chonghuan stood in front of the assembled phalanx, raised the knife in his hand, and charged towards Dunduo City.
The Tuqishi people who were attacking the city noticed this rapidly approaching team and immediately dispatched their cavalry to stop them. The enemy had a certain advantage on the top of the slope and began to throw arrows across a stone's throw.
The iron wall-like formation of the Tang army came into play. They swung the shield with their left hand and the blade of their right hand at the front. The shield was made of wood and covered with a layer of copper for portability. It could withstand most arrows and fire attacks. They blocked the shield with their right hand.
The archers and crossbowmen hid behind the two shields and fired back at the enemy from the gaps between them.
Jia Chonghuan could not engage in this kind of tug-of-war with arrows and arrows against the enemy. The opponent could afford to wait, but Dunduo City could not afford to wait. The color on his face became increasingly red as the Tuqi Shiren appeared. He clutched his knife and shouted:
"Brothers, hold on to the food and fodder and follow me to kill them!"
At this moment, he was content and not afraid. He couldn't bear the loss of food and grass, so why not risk his life?
Sharp arrows shot from his side and in front of his face, but he just lowered his head to block it, then exposed his head and continued to move forward.
"Change your steps! Come forward!"
The archers and crossbowmen retreated, and the soldiers holding long spears came up side by side. The bright steel spears protruded from the gaps in the shields, as if the spines of hedgehogs bloomed on the surface of the thick armor, and they strutted without stopping.
The sound of footsteps was pressing towards the enemy's cavalry.
Although he was bound to be defeated, he hoped to wait until the rest of the troops came over. Jia Chonghuan had a vague premonition that this time he would not be as lucky as last time, and he would not be able to hold on for too long.
Leading the sudden cavalry Shi Zhongjun was Mohe Khan's only son Quechu Teqin. His eyes were hidden in his chain-mail cape, and his eyelids were beating violently. He held the spear in his hand and pointed at Jia Chonghuan in the distance and said: "A wave of
Tang Jun! Stop or destroy them!"
He raised his riding whip again to supervise the siege, and yelled: "There are only two or three hundred people on the city! What's going on! Do you want me to lead the attack myself?"
"Those who make the distinction of being the first to ascend will be promoted to Tutun! They will be rewarded with two hundred yaks!"
The Tang army on the top of the city still resisted resolutely, manipulating the few remaining crossbows to fire downwards. Quechu Teqin promised generous rewards, which aroused the enthusiasm of the troops on the charge. General Mage personally led the people to climb the city with arrows.
He Yunlai went up to attack and kill, and the sharpshooters below took the opportunity to shoot arrows to suppress them, preventing the Tang army from making effective countermeasures.
A wooden barrel sealed on all sides rolled up to the top of the city. A torch lit the cloth wrapped around the barrel and rolled down the ladder. The grease splashed out from the barrel and turned into a spray of flames.
Thick smoke rolled in and flooded the ladder, and the wooden barrel that landed on the ground instantly rose up, like a fire dragon spiraling upward.
The soldiers covered in stone grease rolled and climbed dragging the flames, and screams could not be heard. Quechu Teqin quickly pulled the horse's reins to hide away, and ordered the soldiers to shoot them to death in order to end their suffering in advance.
The burning ladder finally collapsed and turned into a pile of burning embers.
Quechu shouted anxiously: "The food and grass in Dunduo City is related to the life and death of my Mohe family, and the rise and fall of my surname Huang. Warriors of the Mohe family, attack me and never give up!"
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Never giving up, Jia Chonghuan also insisted on this idea.
The Tuqi Shi cavalry had an absolute advantage in front of him and could flexibly advance, retreat and flank. However, the formation formed by his men was like an old turtle, which could only passively advance forward. He had no choice, so he
The situation is even worse.
Fortunately, the Tuqishi people lost some flexibility, and they could not retreat. Quechu Teqin was leading the Chinese army to storm Dundo City. How could they retreat if they could not enter the city? They had no choice but to give up their flexibility and fight head-on with the Tang army.
The Tuqi Shiren continuously sent cavalry to outflank Jia Chonghuan's formation. The Tang army's cavalry protecting the rear formation was led by Meng Yu, the commander of Dashi City. However, he resisted the enemy with a weak number.
No matter how many people are riding on them, every time one of them falls, the hope of victory becomes slimmer and slimmer.
The enemy army finally made a change. They replaced the cavalry with armored infantry to block in front of Jia Chonghuan's army. Perhaps the Tuqishi people thought that the Tang army's battle formation was too difficult to defeat, and the odds of using cavalry to block it were too high.
Decided to use infantry to wear down their resolve.
The spears of both sides stabbed each other for a while. Jia Chonghuan could not move forward even an inch. The enemy cavalry on both sides kept attacking in a roundabout way. Blood overflowed from his hand holding the handle of the knife. Even though his teeth were about to be broken, there was nothing he could do.
The disparity between the enemy and ourselves was too great, and the psychological endurance of the soldiers had reached its limit. When these sudden cavalrymen making strange cries rushed from the side and behind, some of them would always fall under the raging arrows.
The Tang army's rear formation had begun to waver, and even Meng Yu and his cavalry, waving their whips and whipping them, could not suppress this defeat.
A general must be able to catch a declining trend in advance and not force it when he knows it is impossible, even if his anxiety is about to burn through his heart.
Jia Chonghuan could only shout: "Draw a team to retreat! Don't be disordered!"
The second and fourth platoons of the front team and the sixth platoon quickly broke out of the formation and retreated to a hundred paces before forming a new formation. The remaining people quickly retreated to the rear of the new formation and formed a new formation.
.This stepped retreat method can ensure that the team's formation will not be disordered after a defeat, that it will not be defeated but not collapsed, and that it will not be in chaos after being defeated. It may also be able to accumulate strength later.
Jia Chonghuan looked at the city head anxiously. The team behind him kept retreating, but he was unwilling to give up like this. He held the horizontal knife in his hand and gritted his teeth.
A flag with a bird pattern on the top of Dundo's city was thrown down, and the streamers on the flag rolled back to the ground, burning with flames. The Tuqishi people stepped on the flag and rushed into the city, surrounding the grain.
He piled up dry firewood and torches and quickly withdrew.
Jia Chonghuan had been forced to form a formation in front of the beacon fort. The rising heat and scorching flames in the city made him suffer. More than once, he wanted to lead his troops to fight back, but was persuaded to come back by his lieutenants.
"It's over, hey!" He stomped his foot and threw the knife in his hand to the ground.