The setting sun is like blood.
Time has reached the end of the day, but the sound of killing is still fierce. The soldiers of Wu Nianjun were fighting vigorously as if they had just entered the battlefield.
Courage gave them great strength, making them stronger, allowing them to begin to dominate the Mongolian soldiers.
After weakening little by little, Yan Han gradually regained his strength.
The so-called war nation.
Wu Nian is definitely not bragging, but it actually exists.
Guoheng was destroyed by weakness, and Han alone was destroyed by strength. In that era when civil society had not yet ruled over military force, in that era when mere county guards and generals were able to defeat barbarians and throw away their armor.
Yanhan is the real kingdom.
That’s why Han people are called Han people.
Under the banner of "Wu". Wu Nian raised his head and looked towards the city. The setting sun behind him turned into real blood, as if it was an omen.
The road Wu Nian takes must be a road paved with blood.
This blood. It is the blood of barbarians.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!!!" The wind started. The flags that were blown kept flying, and the scarlet cloak behind Wu Nian's back was also blown, like a long dragon, with teeth and claws showing, menacingly.
Wu Nian's eyes were slightly moist. He was sad that the men of the Han family had shed blood, but he was also proud of his own lineage.
I will never regret entering China in this life.
"Da da da!!!" The rapid sound of horse hooves woke Wu Nian up. His eyes flashed, and the moisture in his eyes disappeared instantly. The look between his eyebrows is full of fierceness, strong and majestic.
"General, it's time to retreat. It's very dangerous to attack the city at night."
Zhang Jin pulled the reins of his horse, stopped it in front of Wu Nian very calmly, and said in a deep voice.
"Ming Jin withdraws his troops. We will attack the city tomorrow." Wu Nian raised his right hand and said calmly.
"Yes." Zhang Jin clasped his fists and rode off.
“Ding ding ding!!!”
There were special soldiers who rang the golden bell. A rapid golden roar sounded and spread throughout the battlefield.
"Withdraw the troops! Withdraw the troops!"
The officers at the front felt a little reluctant after hearing the sound of gold and iron. But military orders are like mountains, and you can only obey them.
The officers asked the army to retreat while helping to pull the siege engines.
The soldiers who were attacking the city also got off the ladder truck one after another and quickly hid behind the ladder truck.
"Quick. If you are still alive, stand up and follow the army to retreat." An officer kept shouting, signaling the wounded soldiers who fell on the ground to follow them quickly.
Some soldiers saw a wounded soldier unable to get up on his own and went up to help.
Wu Nianjun retreated like a tide.
Although Wu Nian did not conquer the city in one day. But the strength and weakness of both sides is clear at a glance.
Facing Wu Nian's army attacking from three directions, Zhang Bu's army was nothing more than a Mongolian soldier of a thousand men, two Han soldiers of a thousand men, and two thousand Zhang family troops.
A mere five to six thousand soldiers and horses, facing such an intense attack, have already shown signs of decline.
"call!!!"
When Wu Nianjun retreated, Zhang Bujun's archers on the city even lost the strength to draw their bows. After exhaling, they sat on the ground and gasped.
"This is such a long time!!!! Too powerful, too powerful. These people are not afraid of death at all. Even with the protection of the city wall, I don't have much sense of security."
A thirty-two-year-old archer was leaning against the female wall, sticking out his tongue and gasping for air, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.
Logically speaking.
Siege warfare is like a millstone. When beans enter the millstone, they will turn into bean juice.
People are afraid of death. Even if there is a supervising team, the soldiers charging into battle will not be so fierce and fierce.
Therefore, it is common for a siege to last for a month, or even half a year. Before that, only the Mongolian people could do this kind of thing.
Rely on the fearlessness of a beast to quickly conquer a city.
And now Wu Nianjun is the second such army.
But this archer felt that Wu Nianjun and Meng Yuan soldiers were different. Wu Nianjun is not fearless like a beast, but fearless as a human being.
The reason why beasts are fearless is that although beasts can avoid death, they are not afraid of death.
People are afraid of death.
What kind of powerful force can make a person die without fear?
"Damn it. This city can't be defended at all. The day after tomorrow. No. It may be captured tomorrow." The archer's eyes flickered, and he was already thinking about what to do.
This archer is not the only smart person. Except for the Mongolian soldiers and the officers of tens of thousands of Han households who had no retreat, all the Han soldiers had a retreat.
I have only heard that Wu Nian hated the Meng Yuan people and the officials who worked for the Meng Yuan people, but I had never heard that Wu Nian wanted to kill all the Han soldiers.
Although Zhang Bu treated his subordinates well, it did not mean that everyone was willing to die with him.
Zhang Bu's ability has not reached this level.
If you don’t want to die, then you have to find a way not to die.
And if he continues to stay on the city wall to help Zhang Bu defend the city, he will fight against Wu Nianjun. Then they will definitely die.
An army.
Its defeat did not occur at the end of the war. But when the morale of the army is gone.
Apparently. After half a day, Zhang Bujun's military morale began to dissipate under the fierce attack of powerful enemies.
Although it is limited to Han soldiers.
Excludes Mongolian and Yuan soldiers and Zhang family coalition forces.
However, Zhang Bu's army was originally small in number, and they suffered great losses in today's battle. He doesn't have much power left.
Not to mention ordinary soldiers, even Zhang Bu himself was a little desperate.
He was not lazy, nor was he afraid of death. Always fighting on the city wall with a spear in hand. His armor was covered in blood and full of traces of swords, spears, and halberds. He had killed at least twenty people with his hands.
He was trying his best to stabilize the situation, hoping that he could turn into a huge and stable embankment to withstand the turbulent floods.
But the enemy is too powerful.
Wu Nian's army has its own willpower.
They still have an absolute advantage in terms of numbers.
Wu Nian.
He is the general who gave the army the soul, and as a mere mortal, even if I am relying on the city, what qualifications do I have to stand here and stop him?
Frustration. This feeling is gone if it doesn't come, but once it comes, it rises from the heart like an endless stream.
At this moment, Zhang Bu's heart was filled with frustration. Then he became pessimistic about the situation in front of him. The original thought that they could probably hold the city until reinforcements from Jin Huan Mountain also wavered.
Zhang Bu clenched his fists, lowered his head slightly, breathed heavily, and his tiger eyes gradually turned red.
He suddenly looked up at Wu Nianjun, who was retreating like a tide in front of him, and roared in his heart.
"I, a mere mortal, how should I fight against such a powerful enemy?"
Zhang Bu.
Before the invasion of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, there were many heroes in Liaodong, and this was indeed the case. It was just a battle that lasted for half a day, but it made Zhang Bu so desperate.
One can imagine.
Wu Nianjun's strength.
