The battlefield was filled with sounds of killing and blood raining like pouring water.
From night to dawn, from dawn to night, the Mongolian army attacked relentlessly, and the crowds were like waves.
Wang Shixian calmly commanded and responded, and under his control, groups of soldiers and horses boarded the camp one after another to fight bloody battles.
The outer wall of the fortress was breached eleven times, the inner wall was breached three times, and the two camp gates were breached four times.
The defenders carried pre-existing wood and stones from the camp to fill the gaps and stacked the parapet. Then the parapet was knocked down again and again, and the remaining bricks and broken walls fell to the ground, causing smoke and dust to fill the sky. Behind the female wall, Wang Shixian ordered people to pile up countless firewood and grease, which would be set on fire immediately in case of danger.
Anyone of the Mongolian army who broke into the inner circle would be burned or their retreat would be cut off. There were only endless screams. The Mongolian troops entering the city were surrounded and annihilated by the superior defenders, and they were killed and injured time and time again.
After all, the strength of the Mongolian army lies in its speed. When it comes to marching in straight ahead, surprising the enemy, and running for hundreds of miles, they are a terrifying army rarely seen in thousands of years; but purely in terms of siege, the Mongolian army is strong, and it has not escaped. The nomadic people's stubbornness has not yet reached the point where they cannot withstand the enemy.
Even so, the situation is always shaky and about to collapse but has not yet collapsed.
The defenders who fought against the Mongolian army were also bleeding like rivers.
Waves of reinforcements arrived on the battlefield, but they were immediately destroyed like entering a bottomless pit. In the ravine around the camp, corpses piled up gradually, and stumps and broken arms were piled on top of each other, almost filling the ravine.
The pointed wooden stakes that had been placed in the ravine had long been useless. Some people fell on the wooden piles and died on the spot, while others groaned and wailed. And when the successor falls, he presses the wailing person into the lower level.
Immediately, the Mongolian army's leather boots stepped over the corpse, like a turbulent wave, continuing to hit the defense line on the wall.
Wang Shixian stayed awake for two consecutive days to direct the battle.
He stood high on the pier, carefully observed the changes in the battle situation, and issued orders at any time. Every time an order was given, warriors from the army waiting beside them would lead their troops to attack, either to resist the Mongols' frontline, or to flank and outflank the Mongols' retreat, cutting off the Mongols' retreat.
But there are fewer and fewer available people around him.
The Mongolian army is so fierce. The defenders in the camp fight against it, and the casualties are by no means equal. If they use experienced soldiers as the backbone, they can still achieve a three-to-one or five-to-one exchange. When a team composed solely of strong men collides with the Mongolian offensive, the exchange ratio will often reach more than ten. If the team does not collapse immediately, it will be overjoyed.
At first, Wang Shixian sent his generals and subordinates to rush to the front line to support the front line; later, they all lost their lives and wounded, leaving only the lieutenant available; the next night, the lieutenants lost all their casualties again, leaving only the squadron available.
At first, the reinforcements he sent were mainly old soldiers from his headquarters. Later, they were evenly divided between old soldiers and strong men. By this time, they were almost all made up of strong men. Even the officers who led the team were replaced by strong men who were good at fighting. man of.
Wang Shixian was an ancient Wang who was deeply Chinese. Among the Hebei troops who were generally vulgar and unliterary, he could even call himself a scholar.
His appearance is not as rugged as that of an ordinary martial artist. He usually wears a military robe and a sword, and almost has the demeanor of a Confucian general. But now his eyes were bloodshot, his cheeks were sunken, and the short beard under his chin had turned gray in two days.
Fortunately, the soldiers and civilians in the camp did not have time to take a closer look. They only needed to know that Commander Wang was still there and the camp stood firm, that was enough.
Even in the most dangerous times, Wang Shixian continued to send his trusted followers, galloping everywhere. Anyone who killed the enemy and made meritorious service would be promoted on the spot, or given generous gold and silver. Every time someone was rewarded, dozens of heralds would rush around, shouting loudly. Chanting:
"So-and-so, the chief soldier of the A-shaped battalion, received three heads! He was recorded as a second-class meritorious officer and was rewarded with ten gold coins. He was promoted to general!"
"The so-and-so team of the strong men of Xinziying assisted in repelling the attacks twice! The leader of the team, so-and-so, received third-level merit, and the whole team was given ten acres of land!"
"General Shi of the C-shaped camp, led his troops to recapture the camp gate and pier, and killed dozens of enemies! General Shi recorded first-class merit and promoted him to the rank of general immediately! Among his subordinate officers and soldiers, the living were promoted to generals, and the dead covered the land of their families. Fifty acres, everyone will be rewarded with a big silver ingot!"
The more intense the battle, the louder and more intensive the voices of praise and reward for merit inside and outside the camp. Within the surrounding fortress walls for several miles, everyone heard about it and was envious. They felt that the enemy army was going to be defeated at any time, and cheers came and went.
At the same time, military reports were also poured into the Haicang Town camp.
"After General Chen Heng died in battle, our headquarters insisted on guarding the camp gate and refused to retreat. One hundred and ten people have been fighting fiercely so far, and eighty-nine people have been killed."
"General Yu Xiaowu boarded the south gate pier and shot two people from a hundred Mongolian households to death. However, the pier was immediately attacked by the Mongols with all their strength. We were unable to rescue them and all of Yu Xiaowu's men were killed."
"The fighting in the western highlands continued. The Mongolian army overran the rocky beach twice and burned down a trestle in the port. General Wen Qian had his arm cut off during the fighting. His troops were still holding on to their command despite being defeated. .”
"Within two days, the number of casualties among the soldiers and civilians in the camp exceeded 2,000, and the remaining people were filled with doubts and fears. If Commander Wang hadn't tried his best to suppress it, there might have been a riot at any time. In addition, it has been difficult to organize a team of strong men of sufficient size. Next time Those who are sent to the city to fight will be old, weak and women."
The sound of killing outside the fort was loud, but inside the fort it was silent.
The soldiers have been waiting here for two days. From their doubts at the beginning to their numbness at this moment, everyone is looking forward to fighting immediately, but everyone knows that the fighter opportunity is only within Guo Ning's grasp.
After listening to the messenger's report, Guo Ning waved him to leave.
Because of his younger brother Li Yun's experience in Zhigu Village, Li Ting has become very close to Wang Shixian recently.
At this time, he couldn't help but said: "Lao Wang is having a hard time dealing with it. Should we send him some reinforcements? You don't need many people, five hundred... no, three hundred is enough. Allocate them from me!"
Guo Ning glanced at Li Ting.
Wang Shixian's subordinates were also the old soldiers that Guo Ning had slowly gathered over several months; so many people in the camp outside were gathered by Guo Ning from Laizhou, and they were the foundation for the future to be based on. Their casualties were so tragic, would Guo Ning be willing to do so?
However, casualties in war are always inevitable.
After all, it takes a thousand days to raise an army, but only a short time to use it. There is another saying: Compassion does not command troops. When a general is commanding a battle, the lives of the army and the people are just numbers. There should be no doubt about how many people are needed to die.
What's more, if the Mongols gained power, wouldn't there be fewer deaths among soldiers and civilians? Guo Ning watched hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians bleed into rivers inside and outside the Jiehao Great Wall, and his heart had been tempered to a stone. The land of life and death, the method of survival, everything is for the final victory, no matter how many casualties are in front of you, you must hold on!
The more tired and impatient the Mongolian army is, the more likely our victory will be!
Guo Ning stretched out his hand to hold down the thick stack of military reports on the table and asked: "Lao Wang just reported the military situation. Has he sent someone to ask for help?"
Li Ting sighed and shook his head.
"Then let's continue waiting!" Guo Ning shouted in a deep voice.
A few miles south of the camp, Tuo Lei sat on a leopard skin, watching the battle intently, equally anxious.
For two days, everyone has been attacking relentlessly and advancing in turns. However, the preparation time for launching an siege is getting longer and longer, and the time to sustain the attack is getting shorter and shorter. In the last two hours, they haven't even reached the wall once.
According to what the captured prisoners said, the defenders were already mobilizing their forces to deepen the second trench inside the outer wall!
Tuo Lei has interrogated no less than twenty prisoners, and he knows that the reason why this camp has been able to persist until now is due to the talent of the city guard general Wang Shixian.
Tuo Lei didn't understand why a Wanggu man had to work hard for the Jurchens.
He once sent people to ride horses around the camp and announced that as long as Wang Shixian surrendered, he would be well treated. He also sent people to the camp to try to recruit Wang Shixian to surrender face to face. As a result, the envoy was killed on the spot by Wang Shixian and his head was thrown out in protest.
In this case, how long will this battle last?
It is true that there are ten thousand households and tens of thousands of elites under Tuo Lei's command, but the elites of the Mongols are also human beings. After repeated attempts without results, they will inevitably become slack. This kind of laziness cannot be seen by others, but Tuo Lei has followed his father in the war since he was a child. How sharp is his vision?
Chiju's Prince Consort whispered: "Please order to kill a few hundred households! Kill another group of war slaves to alert all the ministries!"
Tuo Lei maintained a solemn and indifferent expression, thinking slowly.
If Genghis Khan personally led the troops here, he could naturally punish a group of people severely and use the heads of the weak to warn his subordinates, but dragging mines cannot.
Of these ten thousand households, five were from his own Uluse, and five were powerful figures on the grassland who were close to him and trusted him. If you attack these people at will, you are attacking your own supporters and giving others an opportunity to take advantage of them. Why bother?
Seeing Tuo Lei's hesitation, Chi Ju's Prince Consort added: "The fourth prince, killing people to establish authority, starts with our Hongji tribe! I will personally chop off the heads of this group of people who retreat!"
Tuo Lei really wanted to kill a group of people, but he suppressed his emotions and replied calmly: "No need! The soldiers have tried their best. They are all warriors. I want to reward them. Everyone must be rewarded. After the reward, you, the soldier The four thousand households of Die'er, Tuoshahe, and Kuokuochu attack together! This is the last attack. If it fails again, stop the attack and withdraw your troops to rest!"
He emphasized his tone and said: "At least, we are sure that this is indeed where the families of Guo Ning's soldiers and soldiers are, right? This morning I visited Mala to report that Guo Ning's headquarters had left Yidu, and hundreds of thousands of people rushed to rescue them. When they Halfway through, we immediately volleyed... that’s what we’re really good at!”
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