Among these five generals, there is one named Pula.
He was originally a warrior from a nearby tribe.
Haida established a garrison of ten thousand households according to the establishment of the Han army. He responded to the call and relied on his bravery and fame to quickly become a warrior.
Command thousands of troops.
Meng Yuan is very good about this. From a civilian to a warrior, no external force is needed, it is a matter of course.
The upward channel is very smooth.
However, because of his tribal origin, he has only been a warrior for a short period of time. He was unconscious and gave himself a Chinese name.
Always called Pula.
Behind the Yamen. Pula sat cross-legged on the kang. Drinking strong wine and eating dried meat at the same time, don't live a happy life.
It's so cold here that people can freeze to death if they don't burn the kang.
It’s useless no matter how many quilts you have.
Strong liquor can keep out the cold, and there is plenty of it per capita.
"Yumandu, the wine is gone." Pula had already drank a large bowl of wine. She was only slightly tipsy and conscious. She raised the empty wine bowl and called to her wife outside the room.
"Here we come." Yuman responded, then opened the curtain and walked in, holding a big wine jar in his hand and serving it to Praman.
"Good wine." Pula took a big sip, shouted, picked up the dried meat on the plate and ate it.
The jerky was dry but chewy.
"The Meng Yuan Dynasty is still very good. But it has been going downhill in recent years. I heard that the Han army in the south is attacking very fiercely."
"I hope I can withstand it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have such an easy life."
Pram thought happily.
On the city wall. A small number of Mongolian and Yuan soldiers are patrolling and standing guard. Although they were wearing thick coats, they still felt very cold and had to drink strong drinks from time to time to keep out the cold.
What they were thinking about was not preparedness and vigilance, but hurriedly taking shifts so that they could go back to the barracks to warm themselves by the fire.
"Da da da!!!!!!"
suddenly. Someone heard the sound of large-scale cavalry galloping. At first, the man thought he was hallucinating.
Until the sound became clearer and clearer, the man looked up and looked ahead. I saw a black spot among the white snow.
Only then did he know that he had heard correctly.
"There is a large-scale cavalry." He quickly shouted a warning, then nervously held his weapon and looked at the black spot ahead.
Are they Slavs?
They tore up the Mongolian Yuan and came to attack us?
Or the Han army?
But how could the Han army arrive at Dicheng without anyone noticing?
After this Mongolian soldier warned, the other soldiers were stunned for a moment. After a while, an officer shouted: "Quick. Pass the news on."
"All personnel, whether soldiers or officers. All are wearing armor. Send someone quickly to inform all your lords."
The Meng Yuan soldiers on the city suddenly woke up from a dream. They were also quite brave, with bows and guns drawn, ready for battle.
"There is an enemy attack!"
"The enemy is attacking!!"
Several soldiers descended from the city wall and rushed into the military building, shouting. The officers immediately organized their men, put on armor and took weapons to climb the city wall.
But it's a little late.
The soldiers hurriedly put on their armor and picked up their weapons and climbed onto the city wall. Not all at the same time, but in batches.
Those who wear armor faster go up first, and those with slower speed go up last.
Some officers were either sick or drunk, and only 70% to 80% were able to attend. With the added chaos, it was a bit of a mess.
But the Mongolians fought against the nation and occupied the city. They were very brave.
No one backed down.
"Da da da!!!!!"
The incoming army is naturally Feng Chong's elite cavalry of ten thousand households. Tens of thousands of war horses, either carrying soldiers, food, supplies, or fresh ladders made yesterday, arrived at the city.
Without any hesitation, Feng Chong pulled out the steel knife from his waist and shouted: "Athletes, we don't have heavy siege equipment now. We only have ladders."
"The heavy armored cavalry dismounted, carried the ladder and charged. The light cavalry swept the formation and fired arrows."
"We have magic weapons descending from the sky now. Today is the best chance. Once the manpower is organized in the city, it will first fall into a war of attrition."
"I risk your lives to open up the city wall in front of me."
"kill!!!!!!!!"
The Han army sent two thousand families to the Mongolian and Yuan tribes to coerce and lure them with food. Eight thousand households remain.
"Kill!!!!" Eight thousand cavalrymen, including five thousand heavily armored cavalrymen, all stood up and dismounted.
The heavy armored cavalry became heavy armored infantry, abandoning their cavalry spears, carrying ladders, and roared towards the city ahead.
Their number was much less than when they set out.
Some people froze to death, some fell to death, and some died of illness.
But this arduous march was not in vain. They arrived at Di City with only one goal, to conquer the city.
Open the door to victory for King Han.
The light cavalry became infantry archers, and without the cover of shields, well cars, or wooden curtain cars, they launched a charge with the heavy armored cavalry.
After reaching the range of the bow and arrow, they knelt on one knee on the ground, reduced their body area, opened their bows and nocked arrows, and shot arrows towards the city.
Before they launched their attack, the Meng Yuan archers on the city wall shot arrows first.
"Whoosh whoosh!!!!" The arrows fell like raindrops. Although the Han army's heavy cavalry were wearing heavy armor, they would still die if they were shot in the vital part. Many soldiers fell in a pool of blood, but more soldiers still charged hard despite having more than one arrow stuck in their bodies.
This is also thanks to Meng Yuan's defense of ten thousand households, and there is no divine arm bow. Ordinary strong bows have limited armor-breaking capabilities.
The Han soldiers, like rabbits, quickly carried the ladder to the bottom of the city wall.
"Come up." Two heavily armored and heavy cavalry soldiers held one end of the ladder and called their comrades to climb up the city. The comrade didn't hesitate at all.
One of the flag officers jumped up with all his strength, holding on to the slippery ladder with both hands, and climbed up to the top of the city with difficulty but quickly.
It's freezing cold.
Although they had leather gloves, their fingers were clammy and their movements were not very flexible.
"Ah!!!" Xiao Qi let out a scream, but a spear stabbed down from the city. The sharp spear did not penetrate the small flag officer's heavy armor, but "pushed" the small flag officer down.
The little flag official fell heavily to the ground, his internal organs were trembling, and there was pain everywhere, but he was still alive.
The city wall of Di City is not very high. There was also soft snow as a buffer, so as long as his head didn't hit the ground first, he basically wouldn't die.
The Mongolian soldiers were indeed brave.
But the Han army was braver.
Divine soldiers descend from heaven.
The stalemate between the two sides only lasted a quarter of an hour. After a brief stalemate, the Meng Yuan soldiers on the city quickly collapsed under the chaos of the command level.
"Escape quickly!!! The further away you are, the better. The Han army is going to massacre the city."
"Run quickly, we can't hold on any longer."
The Meng Yuan soldiers screamed and rushed to leave the city, so that some people were trampled to death, some were squeezed off the city wall, and there was chaos.
"This is too easy. It's a bit unreal." Feng Chong looked at the battlefield ahead with dumbfounded eyes.
He had been prepared to accept more than half of the casualties.
As long as we capture Di City, everything will be easy.
The three cities of Suoha, Beita and Ninggu were defended by Meng Yuan with tens of thousands of households, making it difficult for the Han army to attack the cities. He saw it.
But unexpectedly, he punched hard.
But it hit the cotton.
"Are they not Mengyuan people?" Feng Chong even doubted the other party's ethnicity.
It turns out.
If you win too easily, you will easily fall into doubt.
