Subotai's expression was solemn, while Chaul was careful and said with a smile:
"The southern soldiers are brave, but the nerds who command them are greedy for life and afraid of death. Isn't Yue Fei very good at fighting? Wasn't he killed by the Song Emperor Zhao Gou and the traitor Qin Hui?"
"Chawu'er is right. There have been years of war between the Jin and Song Dynasties. The kings, ministers and generals of the Song State were all stupid and fearful of death. If it weren't for the brave soldiers below, the Song State might have lost half of its country."
Tali has rich experience in fighting in the north and south, and what he tells is the truth.
The words of Chaul and Tali made Subotai nodded slightly.
Using literature to govern military affairs, those who spend the whole day chatting about words sourly will certainly feel chilled by the soldiers below.
Isn't that what the Jin Kingdom was like? They spent all day doing poetry, poetry, and songs, and they even lost their ability to ride and shoot, so how could they still fight? Fortunately, there are those scholar-bureaucrats with wide robes and long sleeves. Otherwise, how could a small Mongolian country with less than a million people defeat the behemoth of the Jin Kingdom.
"Tali, you are right. That Yue Fei is like a god with soldiers, even the Great Khan admires him. It's a pity that they were born in the wrong place, otherwise, they would have been great heroes who have conquered the world."
Subotai nodded and said, turning his eyes to the top of Mianzhou City and frowning again.
"Subotai, our Mongol army is better at field battles than sieges. We don't have any grudges against the Southerners in the first place, how about forget it? We killed tens of thousands of Southerners, so it's not a loss. We have an explanation for the Great Khan. .”
Tali carefully observed his words and persuaded her bravely.
The scene in Lingzhou City is still emerging before my eyes. The Song army's firearms may not be inferior to those of the Xixia people, and their firepower may be even more powerful. If this were to attack the city, we don’t know how many Mongolian warriors would be killed or injured.
"In the tower, the reason why Lingzhou City was not attacked was because of the opponent's firearms. We, the Mongolian Kingdom, want to conquer the world, especially the Tang Wu Ti Kingdom and the Jin Kingdom, but we can't do it without firearms. If the Jin Kingdom also has firearms, how can we deal with it? them?"
Subotai frowned and asked about Chaul next to him.
"Chaul, if you are asked to attack the city, how long will it take to capture it?"
"General, I heard from the people of the Song Dynasty that there are about five thousand soldiers in Mianzhou City, and there are many strong men. The Song army's weapons are fierce and they look difficult to deal with. I'm afraid it will not be easy to capture in a short time."
Chawu'er was in a state of confusion and said bravely.
In the battle of Langao Town, the Song army's weapons were sharp and their bodies were hit with blood and flesh flying everywhere. The tragic situation was frightening. Now that he was allowed to attack the city, he felt guilty.
"Chawu'er, you are scared out of your wits by the Song soldiers. General, let me go. Within three days, I will definitely capture this ruined city!"
Another Qianhu Bielitai laughed at Chaul with disdain.
Mianzhou City is not that tall, at most it is a smaller version of Lingzhou City. There are tens of thousands of troops in Lingzhou City, but only five thousand in Mianzhou City.
He was somewhat confident in an ordinary city guarded by four to five thousand Song troops.
"General, we Mongolian warriors are good at field battles and not good at attacking cities. It is better to encircle them without attacking them, send troops to plunder the place, encircle them for reinforcements, slowly consume the main force of the Song army, and finally find an opportunity to break the city."
Chawuer blushed and carefully comforted Subotai.
In the battle in the Song Dynasty, he was able to carry everything on his back, and he was also humiliated.
"Chawu'er, I think you were scared out of your wits by Song Jun!"
Another captain suddenly spoke up and taunted Chaul.
"The weather is getting hot, so we can't delay any longer. We didn't bring a trebuchet, a ladder, or a ballista that day in Zhenhai. It would be difficult to attack the city with just cavalry. The Khan is ill and needs training. We'd better Win the battle and make the Khan happy and get well soon!"
Kuli was the adopted son of Genghis Khan. His words made all the generals applaud.
Subotai's heart was pounding and he nodded unconsciously.
Only by conquering Mianzhou can we plunder firearms and even craftsmen. These are the fundamentals.
Without firearms, future wars may be difficult to fight.
"Tali, send someone to persuade you to surrender. Otherwise, if the army breaks the city, no one will be spared!"
Subotai looked at the city head and gave the military order hesitantly.
The Mongolian army beat and scolded the captured people, asking them to dig soil and trenches, carry water and water for their horses, and began to set up camp outside the city. Subotai and others stood in the camp and watched towards the top of the city.
In the midst of the Mongolian formation, a Mongolian knight galloped towards Mianzhou City, stopped by the moat outside the West City, and shouted loudly in fluent Chinese to Cao Youwen and other generals on the top of the city.
"Listen carefully to the Song troops in the city. If you know what's going on, hurry out of the city and surrender. Otherwise, once my Mongolian army breaks through the city, no chickens or dogs will be left behind!"
The Mongolian army always behaved and used it repeatedly and tirelessly.
Cao Youwen smiled coldly, and the sergeant who understood Tatar dialect responded loudly in Tatar dialect.
"Go back quickly! Remember, come and attack the city if you have the guts, and get out if you don't! Weapons are not welcome here, and we look down upon cowards who can only scare people!"
The sergeant was full of energy and his voice was loud. Many soldiers on both sides outside the city heard it clearly. The Mongolian knights went back to report. The Mongolian soldiers outside the city all looked angry, pointed at the city head, and began to curse.
But the Song troops on the top of the city shouted together.
"If you have the guts, attack, if you don't, get out!"
Song Jun spoke in unison, and his voice spread far away and resounded through the sky.
The Mongolian army translator whispered, Subotai's face turned pale, and he waved the riding whip in his hand.
"Bring all the people from the south!"
The sound of curses and cries came, and soon, many Song people were whipped and beaten out of the Mongolian soldiers' formation. They were disheveled and frightened, and many had tears on their faces.
The Mongolian soldiers released the captive Song people into formation, ordered them to carry earth and rocks, and came towards Mianzhou City, apparently to fill in the moat. A group of Mongolian cavalry headed south, apparently in the direction of the iron factory.
Cao Youwen secretly shook his head. It seems that the iron factory, cement factory, etc. will be tortured by the Mongolian army again, and they can only be repaired after the war.
"General, what should we do?"
Lizhou West Road comfort envoy Guo Zhengsun pointed to the outside of the city, his face full of anxiety.
"What to do? How do I know what to do? Salad!"
Cao Youwen uttered one of Zhao Hong's mantras, his face unmoved, but his heart was extremely depressed.
The Rongsi of Lizhou tried their best to let the people enter the city, but there were always some people who thought they were right. How many people could escape from the raids by the Mongolian cavalry?
Especially those wealthy and powerful people thought that they could protect themselves if they had more than a hundred healthy servants, a complete set of swords, guns and sticks, and an impregnable manor. Don't you know that under the attack of a large army, everything will fall apart in an instant, and how can it survive?
"General Cao, in troubled times, people's lives are worse than dogs! The people are already pitiful enough, so don't make things difficult for them."
Gao Jia, the magistrate of Mianzhou, looked sad and sighed quietly.
The Cold and Wet Festival has just passed, and it looks like all the new and old tombs in the wilderness will be bulldozed by the Mongolian army and used to fill the moat.
"Mr. Gao, if the moat is filled in, what will happen if the Tatar army attacks the city? How will it be defended? How many lives of soldiers will it take to fill it in?"
The Mongolian army that covered the mountains and plains outside the city was like locusts, which made Guo Zhengsun blush and lose his due composure.
Gao Jia shook his head and said nothing.
"Ms. Guo, even if you shoot people, it won't help. Just be patient and watch what happens."
Cao Youwen looked at the Mongolian army formation outside the city and remained calm.
"General Cao, although you are the commander-in-chief of an army, you cannot act recklessly. There is no room for kindness in women when fighting on the battlefield! If you don't order the artillery to stop it, don't blame me for telling His Majesty!"
Guo Zhengsun's eyes widened in anxiety.
The commander of the first army was indecisive, sitting back and watching the moat being filled indifferently. He didn't know why he was so highly praised by the emperor as a military commander.
"Mr. Guo, your anger will hurt your health. You don't need to worry about defending the city. I will make my own decision."
Cao You was not angry when he heard this, but his eyes were cold and stern.
"The emperor has handed over the three passes and five states to me. Don't I know the importance of it? The purpose of war is to maximize the damage to the opponent and make the opponent lose the ability to resist. Filling the moat makes it easier for the Mongolian army to attack, and it is also a good opportunity to use it. The machine is killing the opponent wantonly. I want to see how much blood they shed?"
Cao Youwen's words were so understated that Guo Zhengsun couldn't help but be startled and speechless for a moment.
The purpose of war is to destroy the opponent as much as possible.
These words were so cold that even Guo Zhengsun was a little frightened.
"Xianggong Guo, General Cao is here to guard the city. Let's just wait and see what happens."
Gao Jia laughed and pulled Guo Zhengsun away.
Anyway, I don’t know much about fighting, so I’d better leave it to these warriors.
Cao Youwen looked at Guo Zhengsun and Guo Zhengsun, but still didn't say anything.
The loss of Jiezhou and the loss of soldiers and generals in Langao Town. If they are not recovered, how can they be punished and meritorious?
Outside the city gate, the people of the Song Dynasty carried stones and earth, and pushed the stones and earth bags, as well as the corpses of their colleagues, into the moat. Those who moved slowly were beaten, insulted, punched and kicked by the Mongolian soldiers, just like animals. If they encountered anyone who was slow or displeased, they would immediately chop them with their swords without hesitation.
The Song Army officers and soldiers on the city wall saw clearly that they were all filled with righteous indignation. Many people couldn't bear to look directly and lowered their heads.
"Everyone raise their heads and watch carefully. This is war, a bloody war. There is no mercy, only life and death. You don't need me to tell you, you know what to do next!"
Cao Youwen looked at the Song army officers and soldiers on the city wall, watched coldly, and raised his voice.
"Kill the prisoners! Kill the prisoners! Kill the prisoners!"
Wang Jian waved the long knife in his hand and roared loudly.
"Kill the prisoners! Kill the prisoners! Kill the prisoners!"
All the Song soldiers on the city wall raised their swords and guns, raised their arms and shouted.
The shouts on the top of the city were earth-shattering. Subotai who was watching from outside the city had a cold face and remained motionless.
The Song soldiers in this city had high fighting spirit and were well-trained. They were very different from the opponents he had encountered in his life.
"Build siege equipment first, then attack the city with an army tomorrow!"
Subotai rode back, muttering to himself.
He doesn't know whether the attack on Mianzhou City this time will really go as he wishes?
"Happy holidays to all my friends!"
