Outside Lingzhou City, snowflakes were flying and the wilderness was silent, as if they were watching this ridiculous human killing with cold eyes.
In front of the Mongolian army's formation, coach Subotai angrily scolded a group of Mongolian army generals who bowed their heads and remained silent, and became furious.
"Listen up! Anyone who dares to be passive and lazy in fighting will be killed without mercy!"
The riding whip in his hand was stained with blood, and several Mongolian generals tied to the tree stumps had their upper bodies covered with whip marks, their heads hanging down, and they were dying.
In this weather, the twelfth lunar month of winter, with ice and snow, and you are naked, you will be beaten to death or frozen to death.
"Subotai, it's not that the soldiers didn't work hard to attack the city, it's that the weapons of the Lingzhou defenders were too fierce, and the warriors suffered heavy casualties. In this way..."
Commander Tari had a frown on his face and carefully explained, but was interrupted sharply by Subotai.
"Shut up! Did you see that these days, you are not willing to exert force, and you still want to preserve your strength. Did you see, this is the end!"
Subotai's eyes were ferocious, and he hit the whip several times.
A month later, all the troops besieged Lingzhou City. Not only did they fail to capture Lingzhou City, but they lost more than 20,000 soldiers and horses. The Mongolian army attacked Xixia six times, but this was an unprecedented defeat for the Mongolian army.
It can be said that the number of men and horses lost under Lingzhou City has exceeded the total number of casualties this year.
"Subotai, don't worry! Just give the order, if you can't break Lingzhou City, I will die under Lingzhou City!"
Guo Kan, the commander-in-chief of the Han army, turned red in the face and asked for orders loudly.
"Die, die, why die? You are the commander-in-chief of an army, can you say something auspicious?"
Subotai's face was livid, and he hit his head with a horsewhip. Guo Kan immediately had a whip mark on his face.
Dahan had weak bones, and Subotai was most taboo about the word "death".
"Remember it all, we must capture Lingzhou City today, otherwise don't blame me, Subotai, for my sharp sword!"
The Great Khan was furious and cursed the generals many times. Even Ogedai and Tuo Lei did not get a good look, and all the Mongolian generals were angry.
"The order is passed, whoever breaks the Lingzhou City first, 1,000 taels of gold, 500 cattle and sheep each, and 20 women! The first one to climb the city will be a captain of ten and a centurion, and a centurion will be promoted to a captain of thousands. After the city is broken, whoever grabs it belongs to whom!"
Subotai spoke at the top of his lungs, almost roaring.
After the military order was issued, the Mongolian generals were frightened and mobilized their troops and generals to organize a new round of offensive.
Soon, countless well-repaired trebuchets and ballistae were rolled out. The Mongolian army rolled forward without fear, and the turbulent siege battle began again.
The fighting on the Lingzhou city wall suddenly became more brutal.
Gunpowder smoke filled the air, the sound of artillery fire was heard from the top of the city, and iron pellets roared away from the city wall, hitting the densely packed Mongolian army array outside the city.
On the top of the city, countless Mongolian troops climbed up to the top of the city, and countless Mongolian troops were stabbed down the city. After more than half a month of fighting, the Xia army on top of the city had been forcibly trained. They had become accustomed to the brutal fighting and had become real soldiers.
Be fearless and move forward bravely. If one summer soldier falls, another will quickly replace him. Forced into a desperate situation, the Xixia soldiers and civilians unleashed unprecedented combat power.
When two armies meet, the brave one wins. The "Sword-Bringing Spirit" forcibly instilled by the instructors during training was vividly reflected in the fighting at the top of the city under the coercion of the country being destroyed and the family destroyed.
Some Xixia soldiers even started to kill, either by singing loudly, or by making strange roars and laughing at the Mongolian troops outside the city.
"Tatar dog thief, if you have the courage to fight!"
"Come on, come and fight with Grandpa!"
The Xia soldiers were fearless, and the Mongolian army was also red-eyed. There are murderers like Subotai and Torre watching from behind. If they don't work hard, they will die immediately after returning.
On top of the city, Li Deren felt heartbroken as he watched the Xia soldiers fall one after another. Those soldiers who fought to the death, cursed and laughed wildly, or sang and cried, which made his eyes wet, and he quickly wiped them away quietly.
Xixia has no way out. As her people, let's die for Xixia vigorously.
"Get down!"
Cao Youwan struck hard with his sword. The black iron tower-like Mongolian general who had just climbed up the crenellation waved his stick to block the attack. He actually swung away Cao Youwan's sword and jumped into the city.
"Go to hell!"
General Meng turned out to be a tough opponent. Cao Youwan regained his energy, opened his arms and slashed with his sword. General Meng swung his stick and carried it hard, and he was evenly matched with Cao Youwan.
The two of them caught each other and fought each other, going back and forth, and soon they were all stained. As the Mongolian generals climbed to the top of the city, the Mongolian army and the defenders fought fiercely, and it was difficult to distinguish them for a while.
Cao Youwan took the lead, and the Song army soldiers did not dare to neglect. In an instant, several Song army spearmen joined the battle group.
"prick!"
The spearmen of the Song Army who went to Xia were all well-trained leaders. They joined the battle group and the defenders became more powerful. The spears on the city were stabbed and flew up and down. The Mongolian army was continuously stabbed over and their numbers continued to decrease.
The two spears pierced one to the left and the other to the right, heading straight for General Meng's vitals. General Meng was in a hurry and dodged the spear, but he couldn't dodge Cao Youwan's sword in front of him. The shield in his hand was split open by Cao Youwan, one of his arms was also chopped off, and blood spurted out like spring water.
Two more spears pierced General Meng's chest, pushing the screaming General Meng backwards and directly out of the city.
Meng will fall from the top of the city, his helmet scattered. Cao Youwan looked at it carefully and couldn't help but be stunned.
He could see clearly that the Meng general whom they stabbed and killed seemed to be a Han with a bun.
Did he kill a "traitor", or did he kill him accidentally?
The composition of this Tatar army is quite complicated, including Uighurs, Turks, Tatars, Hans, blacks and whites.
"prick!"
Cao Youwan changed his spear and shouted loudly, commanding the spearmen at the top of the city to fight back desperately, and fought with their lives against the Mongolian soldiers who rushed to the top of the city.
Cao Youwan used his spear and tiger to attack the fierce Mongolian soldiers who stormed the city. He was extremely powerful and skilled in marksmanship. The Mongolian desperadoes who rushed into the city wall were killed by him and the Song army's spearmen one by one. The fighting was extremely fierce.
There were many famous warriors in the Mongolian army, but no matter how fierce they were, the enemy risked their own lives and did not dodge. With their sophisticated armor protection and sharp group of stabs, they rushed into the city one by one, row by row, and piece by piece. The Mongolian army at the head was ruthlessly assassinated.
On the top of the city, Li Deren's heart was swaying as he watched, and he secretly praised it in his heart. Cao Youwan's bravery is nothing more than this, even though he has been evil since ancient times. The Song army's spear soldiers were unstoppable. Under the rapid thrust of their spears, even though the Mongolian army was outnumbered and attacked desperately, it was still difficult to capture the city, leaving countless corpses behind.
In comparison, Xia Jun's hand-to-hand combat was far inferior. However, the Song army's bravery and advancement greatly increased the courage of the Xia army's soldiers, and they fought without fear of life and death, and were as powerful as a mad tiger.
"fire!"
Zhang Zhongxia shouted angrily, set up the cannon himself, adjusted the angle, and fired at the dense crowd of Mongolian troops outside the city.
The purpose of war is to kill the opponent on the largest scale. This sentence can be said to be a wise saying.
Shotguns were flying, covering their heads and faces. Pieces of Mongolian soldiers were swept to the ground, their shields were broken and riddled with holes, and blood mist filled the air, making people sick.
"Look! That group of Tatar cavalry! Kill them for me!"
Seeing the Mongolian army's rear formation a few hundred steps away, some Mongolian cavalry were galloping in front of the formation, shouting loudly, as if to supervise the troops and encourage their morale. Zhang Zhongxia directed several surrounding artillery to aim, and the gunners loaded ammunition and ignited the wires one after another. .
"Puffy!"
The artillery roared and the smoke billowed. Zhang Zhongxia could see clearly that the dozens of Mongolian cavalrymen and horses were beaten to a bloody pulp. The men were turned upside down, and the frightened horses were covered in blood. They went crazy and went on a rampage, causing chaos in the Mongolian army formation. of riots.
The sound of artillery at the top of the city continued, and the crossbows blocked the sky. Zhang Zhongxia's eyes touched, and the Mongolian thousand-man regiment with bright armor was hit by the artillery at the city head and suffered numerous casualties and staggered. The remaining ones shrank their heads under the rain of arrows and came forward. I wonder how much is left?
Damn the Mongolian army, you are here too!
On the top of the city, while Li Deren enjoyed watching it, he felt a chill in his heart.
I don’t know how the Song Army created these murderous things? Without the Song army and their firearms, Lingzhou City would have fallen.
The sound of fighting was loud, and Li Deren quickly put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind and concentrated on directing the battle.
There was constant sound of artillery on the city, white mist formed on the city walls, shotguns tore through the air, and violent storms hit the Mongolian troops outside the city endlessly. The Mongolian soldiers suffered heavy casualties during the attack, and the corpses were piled up into hills, stained with blood. Red wilderness.
The ice and snow covered the sky, and the harshness of nature could not compare with the iron heart of the people. There was no military order to retreat, but the Mongolian soldiers continued to rush forward without fear of casualties. Although the tragic death and injury of the soldiers under the gun made them horrified, they still moved forward without hesitation.
Accustomed to being invincible, they just wanted to rush to the city wall and massacre them wantonly after breaking the city.
"prick!"
Countless Mongolian troops climbed up to the top of the city, and countless Xia troops and Song troops stabbed out their spears like venomous snakes, one after another, continuously and endlessly.
Countless Mongolian warriors screamed and fell down the city. Under the city wall, there were densely packed corpses and wounded of the Mongolian army, piled up as high as a person. Many ladders were set up on the piles of corpses. The ladders were higher than the city wall and were constantly pushed down by the opponent, so that the Mongolian army had to clean up the corpses and wounded under the city wall and rearrange the ladders.
The Mongolian army was not afraid of life and death and wanted to rush to the city. However, under the assassination of the opponent, both sides were harmed. Since their own bows and arrows could not gain the advantage, and they were shot wantonly by the opponent's firearms, their casualty numbers skyrocketed.
The Mongolian soldiers had no idea that their bows, arrows and scimitars had been ruthlessly abandoned by today's firearms age.
"all!"
Thunderstorms were thrown out of the city. Outside the east and south city walls, from the city wall to around the moat, violent explosions occurred one after another. The densely packed Mongolian army was completely enveloped in thick smoke.
There was continuous artillery fire and smoke from the city. The Mongolian troops outside the city rolled forward, killing batch after batch, but they were unable to capture the city. The Mongolian troops falling on the city were like dumplings, endlessly.
The pale winter sun climbed out of the thick clouds, and seemed to be frightened by the bloody fighting under the sky, so it secretly hid again.
