The Meng Yuan people's offensive was very fierce and very long.
They started attacking in the morning, and except for an hour's rest at noon, they continued to attack the city until sunset.
"Retreat! Retreat!!"
When the last ray of sunset is about to dissipate. The Meng Yuan people finally retreated. The Mongolian soldiers retreated like a tide, taking away their own wounded soldiers.
Soon, Han auxiliary troops took to the battlefield. They looked at the defenders on the city with fear, pulled the siege truck away, and hurriedly cleaned the battlefield and collected the corpses.
The defenders on the city did not fire arrows. They had no strength at all.
Today's battle caused heavy losses to both elite soldiers and militiamen. At the end of the day, the soldiers still guarding the city, whether they were elite soldiers or militiamen, were protected by their ancestors.
But even so, they were tired. During the battle, fatigue was suppressed by tense nerves. They only thought about destroying the Mongolian soldiers who climbed up the city wall, and how to defend the city.
But when the Meng Yuan people retreated, their tense nerves were relaxed, and a huge stone fell from their hearts. Fatigue kept coming out like a spring.
The muscles ached, and the lungs felt like they were on fire. They gasped violently, then sat down.
He didn't even care that the ground was covered in blood, with the corpses of his colleagues scattered around.
Some people even closed their eyes and fell asleep directly.
Wu Nian stood up at the right time. He held the handle of the knife at his waist with his left hand, strode on the city wall, and shouted: "Don't sleep, you will freeze to death. A few people were left to guard the city wall, and most of them went back to the barracks. Take a sip of ginger soup, Eat and then sleep."
"It's a minor injury. No matter how minor the injury is, go down and deal with it first. To prevent the injury from becoming serious and causing an irreversible situation."
"Let the peasant women come up and carry away the corpses and wounded soldiers."
Except for the first wave, when Wu Nian stood up and fought, the rest of the time, Wu Nian stood still, and his wounds did not burst, nor did he suffer any more serious injuries.
He was strong and although he lost a lot of blood, he recovered quickly and was full of energy.
Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng, who had been keeping vigil last night, had already come out to help. In the afternoon, they also joined the fight and captured some heads.
Now they are in high spirits, leading the militiamen who kept vigil last night to carry out patrols and security tasks.
And arrange the work in the city.
As Wu Nian's words rang out, the soldiers, who had completely lost their strength, forced themselves to open their eyes, helped each other walk down the city wall, and returned to the barracks.
A large number of peasant women walked onto the city wall, carrying the injured and corpses with red eyes. A peasant woman saw her husband's body and howled in grief.
At this time, Wu Nian's heart seemed to be hit hard, and then began to beat faster. He sighed.
Everyone’s heart is made of flesh.
In the past, if one or two of his soldiers died, he would feel sad. What's more, now it's death in films.
But there is no way.
Don't send them to the battlefield. Who will guard Beishan Fort?
How can we recapture Liaodong?
Wu Nian sighed and tried not to think about this problem. He handed everything over to Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng, and strode into the city gate tower.
"Prepare the food and wine, and send someone to find Li Yong, Zhang Jin, Tieniu, and Liu Wu." Wu Nian said in a deep voice after sitting down.
"Yes." The servant responded, turned around and went down.
Not long after, Zhang Jin, Tieniu, who were still wearing armor, and Liu Wu, who had taken off his armor and changed into a cotton-padded jacket, were sitting in the general's mansion, coordinating logistics. Li Yong, who was not wearing armor at all, walked in one after another.
"General. You came to us because of the Meng Yuan people's offensive, right?" Zhang Jin's face turned a little pale, and his armor was covered with dark red blood and traces of arrow holes. He said as soon as he sat down.
"How is the injury? Has it been treated?" Wu Nian looked at his embarrassed appearance and asked with concern. Although he is also very embarrassed.
"The wound has been treated." Zhang Jin nodded, then raised his head and continued to look at Wu Nian.
The same goes for everyone else, who all looked towards Wu Nian.
Although Wu Nian has determined the order of deputy generals, if he dies in battle, Li Yong will take over, and Zai Zhang Jin will take over.
But their backbone is only Wu Nian.
Say something unlucky.
Wu Nian was the backbone when he was alive. If he really died in the battle, he would become a spiritual totem, the spiritual totem that supported them to continue fighting.
Not only Zhang Jin realized the problem, but Tieniu, Li Yong, and Liu Wu also realized the problem.
The matter is serious and we need to make plans early.
"General, the casualties among the elite soldiers and militiamen are very serious. We can't last four days. You have to make a decision whether to prepare for a breakout or to force a strong woman to fight with the Mongolian people. "Li Yong sighed with difficulty and said with a livid face.
He was in charge of logistics and clearly understood the losses of all parties.
With the current strength of the troops, it is difficult to defend for four days.
But if we arm strong women, old men, and young men, and shed every last drop of blood, we still have a chance to survive.
The losses of the Mongolian people were also very serious.
Breaking through the siege preserved the vitality and took away the strong men, but as for the women and children, they could only be lambs to be slaughtered.
How to make this decision is a matter of central importance. No one else can do it for you.
"I think it's better to arm old people, young people, and strong peasant women. Let me abandon Beishan Fort and abandon my family to break out. I might as well die here with them." Tieniu immediately expressed his stance, staring at a pair of bloodshot eyes, and said solemnly said.
His son is still very young and cannot go to the battlefield.
My wife is very strong and is in a position to go to the battlefield later. So did the two concubines.
If you break through, the old and the weak will be expendable. Only the strong can break out.
Rationally speaking, Tieniu knew that breaking out was the best strategy. But emotionally, he felt it was better to defend the city with his family.
Besides, it may not be impossible to hold on.
Li Yong also said that the Meng Yuan people also suffered great losses. It’s hard to say how many days such a high-intensity offensive can last.
It doesn't matter what happens to Zhang Jin and Liu Wu, they listen to Wu Nian anyway.
"It is difficult for the old and the weak to survive when they break out of an siege. A strong man can escape. But it is hard to say that a man without a family will have the will to fight."
"Fighting to death is the only way. We have the determination to defend Beishan Fort to the last drop of blood, and it is possible to hold it."
"But I have a better way."
"Gather all the armor, whether it's the elite or the militia, and recruit two hundred death squads. We go out of the city together and defeat the Meng Yuan Qian Fu in the north."
"I'm very confident."
Wu Nian was silent for a while, looked at the pessimistic people, took a deep breath, and said something shocking.
