Seeing the other party closing the city gate, Han Du put down his telescope and nodded with satisfaction.
"This is right. Who dares to go out of the city to fight with me? Who gave him the courage?"
"These frogs in the well don't know the power of the Lord. Now that they know it, won't they dare not take a step out of the city again?" Cao Tai leaned over and complimented.
Han Du nodded with satisfaction and ordered: "Send the order and let the Japanese slave soldiers come forward to attack the city!"
"Yes, sir."
"My lord has an order, the Japanese slave soldiers are to attack the city, and the main attack will be from the front!"
When Han Du heard this, he turned to look at Cao Tai and said, "What are the priorities of the 800,000 Japanese slave soldiers attacking the city? There is no main attack, there are main attacks on all sides, and the whole army attacks!"
"My lord has an order, the whole army will attack!"
Dong~dong~dong~
The messengers rode fast horses with small flags on their backs and quickly passed on Han Du's orders.
The Japanese slaves stood up one after another after hearing this, holding the crescent scimitar in their hands tightly, staring at the city of Herat in front of them with cruel and vicious eyes.
Herat is located in a plain with high mountains behind it. The mountains have rugged rocks and steep slopes, and the mountainside is covered with white snow. It is extremely beautiful under the clear sky and white clouds.
At this time, Herat was like a well-dressed beauty, facing so many hungry Japanese slaves alone.
The densely packed Japanese slaves were carrying ladders, trying to climb up the wall, just like countless ants climbing up from the feet of the beauty, trying to desecrate this rare beauty in the world.
Not to be outdone, the Timurids fought back with bows and arrows from a high position.
"Ready, cum!"
"Ready, cum!"
...
Shaharul's legion commander raised his scimitar and organized archers to fire a volley at the enemy before they could rush under the city wall.
Although the Timurids are nomadic people, it does not mean that they cannot attack and defend cities.
Perhaps before Timur began to expand, they did lack experience in this area, but in the process of sweeping across Central Asia, the Timurs broke through one fortified city after another, and they had long learned to defend and attack cities. .
There were too many Japanese slaves, eight hundred thousand in total.
Attacking the city together, not to mention the gaps between people, the Japanese slaves behind were still blocked and unable to move forward, while the Japanese slaves in front had already densely surrounded the city of Herat.
Faced with such density, the power of the Timurid volleys was displayed explosively. Almost every time a rain of arrows fell, hundreds of people fell to the ground dead or wounded.
Japanese slaves are not stupid either. When the arrows come, they will huddle up to minimize the possibility of being shot and raise wooden shields to defend themselves.
But there are always places that cannot be defended, and arrows can get in.
As soon as the miserable howl sounded, it was drowned in the shouts of killing.
But it was useless. The rain of arrows had just cleared an open space, and the next moment it would be filled by the Japanese slaves rushing up from behind.
I don’t know if the Timurids have seen the despair caused by the overwhelming ants before. Anyway, even though they have obviously caused a large number of casualties to the enemy, all the Timurids on the city wall are breaking out in cold sweat.
"Calm down! Don't panic, don't be afraid..."
"Zhang Gong, prepare, release!"
After a whole day of fierce fighting, although not a single Japanese slave soldier was able to climb the city wall, Han Du was quite satisfied and found out some details about Herat City.
Judging from today's situation, there are not many defenders in Herat City.
The Japanese slave soldiers attacked the city from all sides, but they did not find a weak spot. This also shows that the defenders in the city of Herat are very sufficient, which can at least cover the entire city wall, and possibly even more.
But it makes sense to think about it. Herat is the second minister of Timur's empire, so it is naturally heavily guarded.
And Shaharul has been operating here for more than 20 years. If it was breached in one day, it would be too much to underestimate the world's heroes.
Fortunately, the locals did not have the thinking of the Ming Dynasty when building the city. They would not build small cities in dangerous places around the city to protect the big city. Herat was completely an isolated city.
Attack the city again tomorrow, continue to put pressure on the defenders, and test the details of the Herat defenders.
In this way, Han Du did not need to personally intervene in the routine testing. He handed over the command of the Japanese slave soldiers to He Rong and Cao Tai, and Han Du returned to his commander's tent.
As soon as I walked to the door, before I even opened the curtain, I heard an overwhelming sound, one after another very rhythmic.
"Ugh... vomit vomit..."
"Sister, drink some tea and clear your mouth..."
An Qing quickly picked up the tea and took two sips.
"Hey..."
Yao Yue was still trying to persuade An Qing just now, but the next moment she couldn't stand it anymore.
Seeing Yao Yue's appearance, An Qing handed her the half cup of tea in his hand.
"Sister, please take a few sips too..."
Yao Yue lowered her head while vomiting, and waved her hand to indicate that she didn't need it. She had drank tea a long time ago, and now all she vomited out was water.
Although this place was far away from the battlefield, the sight of broken limbs and broken arms was still echoing in her mind.
She was obviously so far away from the battlefield, but every time she took a breath through her nose, she seemed to be able to smell the looming fishy and nauseating smell.
Han Du opened the curtain and walked in, and instantly smelled a strong sour smell. As a veteran of alcohol testing, judging from his rich experience in drunken vomiting, this smell is far less strong than drunken vomiting.
"I told you to just wait for me in Horumus, but you insisted on following me. Now you know that this battlefield is not a pleasant place, right?"
When An Qing and Yao Yue saw Han Du come in two days ago, it was as if they had seen a savior, their eyes filled with prayers.
But when they found that Han Du was just standing there nagging and did not come forward to comfort their tortured hearts, two murderous intents rushed towards Han Du.
The smile on Han Du's face froze for an instant, and the next moment he poured the tea with a natural expression and said, "Come and rinse your mouth. No one has come to clean up this tent."
"Where have all the people died? Come in and clean up quickly."
Han Du had no time for both hands and gently patted An Qing and Yao Yue's backs respectively to make them feel better after vomiting.
Several sergeants did not dare to raise their heads and came in cautiously.
Han Du swept his fingers and said, "Sweep this place clean."
"Yes, sir."
In fact, they had heard the movement in the tent from outside, but the person inside the tent was Her Highness the Princess. How could they dare to come in rashly?
The other one is even more untouchable for them. Although she has no title, who doesn't know that she is the father-in-law's concubine?
The wife is the treasure of the family, the concubine... is the darling of the heart!
"Come on, let's go out and get some air."
Han Du helped the two of them out of the handsome tent.
An Qing and Yao Yue didn't want to move at first, but as soon as the smell in the handsome tent was too strong and Han Du asked, they had no choice but to insist on walking out. But as soon as they came out, the warm breeze blew, and the two of them immediately felt much better.
...
The siege on the city on the second day had no results. Although the Japanese slave soldiers attacked many times, they never climbed onto the city wall once like yesterday.
"How did this battle happen?"
Facing Han Du's reprimand, none of the governors and generals in the two rows below dared to say a word.
Since no one spoke, Han Du directly named him.
"He Rong! You are responsible for the frontal attack. You fought for two days and you didn't even touch the city wall. Is this how you fight?"
He Rong was reprimanded in public, and his face was filled with shame. I think he had a good time in front of his colleagues the day before yesterday, but he was reprimanded before the pleasure was over.
"My lord, the casualties the day before were too great. Twenty thousand were killed and more than ten thousand were injured. Those Japanese slave soldiers were not stupid either. Seeing such casualties, they would naturally shrink back. There are already many subordinates. The second governor attacked the city, but the effect was not great."
Han Du's face softened after hearing the explanation.
He put his hands on the table and looked down at the map of Herat.
"Now that we have found the crux of the problem, it's easy to solve it. The Japanese slave soldiers are afraid to move forward. Isn't it because the front is not attractive enough and they are greedy and afraid? Die?"
"Go down with the order and tell the Japanese slave soldiers. What is in front of them is the second largest city in the Timur Empire. There are countless gold and silver treasures in it. Once the city is broken, it will all belong to them."
"In addition, whoever reaches the top of the city first will be rewarded with a thousand households!"
"Master, those are Japanese slaves..."
"Yes, sir, please think again..."
Everyone had no objections to promising the city's wealth to the Japanese slaves. Anyway, the wealth is not his own, and he can only cash it out after breaking the city.
But the official position of Qianhu is different. Even in the Ming army, this is a middle-level and high-level general. First came the soldiers, then the chiefs, the small banners, the general banners, the hundred households, and then the thousand households.
This is not an official promotion to the third level, this is a consecutive promotion to the ancestral level eighteen!
Dare to say this, if this military order is announced to the Ming army soldiers, they will be able to attack this city today!
"Stop talking!" Han Du shouted in the face of the crowd's noise.
"Give me the order."
"yes!"
...
One can imagine the huge repercussions of Han Du's military order among the Japanese slave soldiers.
The Japanese slaves were originally envious and jealous of the people of the Ming Dynasty, let alone the people of the Ming Dynasty. Even those Japanese slaves who fawned over the people of the Ming Dynasty were the envy of ordinary Japanese slaves.
Now, as long as you can be the first to climb the city, you will not only directly become a member of the Ming Dynasty, but you can also be granted a thousand households and become the upper-middle class of the Ming Dynasty army.
This kind of temptation instantly made everyone's eyes turn red. In comparison, the gold and silver treasures in Herat were not as attractive to the Japanese slave soldiers as the official positions of Qianhu.
"Kill! Kill! Kill..."
Without any urging from the Ming army, this time the Japanese slave soldiers held their knives with great enthusiasm and rushed towards the city of Herat spontaneously.
After attacking for a whole day, although the Japanese slave soldiers had high morale, they climbed to the top of the city several times. But in the end they were beaten down again and again by Timur's defenders.
But even with huge losses, the Japanese slave soldiers had no intention of retreating. If the sky had not turned dark, causing them to suffer from night blindness, they would have continued to attack.
In desperation, Han Du had no choice but to withdraw his troops. Let the Japanese slave soldiers recuperate for a day and fight again tomorrow.
