At night, Taiyuan City was shrouded in darkness. In the lobby of a house near the southwest corner of the city, the Mongolian sect king Han Chijin was in the middle. A group of Mongolian generals sat blankly. Some frowned, and some had straight eyes. The atmosphere is dull.
The sound of artillery fire from the Song Army outside the city continued to be heard. It was the Song Army on the East Mountain firing into the city. From time to time, the sounds of collapsing houses and screams were heard, which made people upset.
The reason why the generals chose this place was because it was a blind spot for artillery fire from the Song Army in Dongshan outside the city, so it was safe.
"Liu Heima and Tachaer, how many troops and horses have been lost? Have you calculated it?"
Han Chijin finally spoke, but his heart became heavier and heavier.
After losing Dongshan, the Song army was condescending, and it was very difficult for Taiyuan City to defend it.
"Returning to the marshal, the Han army lost more than 30,000 people and about 25,000 cavalry."
Sure enough, Tachaer reported with a dark face, which made Han Chijin's heart skip a beat.
After the battle at Dongshan, half of the Mongolian garrison in Taiyuan City had been lost.
"Brother Meng, how long can the food in the city last?"
Han Chijin asked his silent grandnephew, but Brother Meng didn't respond. Han Chijin raised his voice again and asked, and Brother Meng woke up as if from a dream.
"The food in the city should last three months, three months."
Seeing Brother Meng's reaction, Han Chijin secretly shook his head. The fierce battles in the past two days seemed to have destroyed Meng Ge's confidence.
Badar and Xiao Naitai were both killed in battle. Who has the confidence to continue to defend the city in such a brutal offensive and defensive battle?
"The Song Army has occupied Dongshan. If they cannot take it back, Taiyuan City will have to be beaten. It is better to go out of the city to take back Dongshan when it is dark, otherwise Taiyuan City will not be able to defend it!"
Tachaer frowned and continued.
Tachaer is the great-nephew of Borhu, one of the four great heroes of Mongolia. This fierce general under Wo Kuotai was known to the world in history as having destroyed the Jin Kingdom together with the fierce general Meng Gong of the Southern Song Dynasty.
"How can it be so easy to recapture Dongshan? The Song army is good at defending the city, and with the addition of firearms, even if they take all the tens of thousands of Han troops remaining in the city, they may not be able to recapture it!"
Xiao Zala, a member of the Han army, shook his head and spoke, categorically rejecting Tachaer's proposal.
In the battle to defend the city, who is the opponent of the Song army in the world? Dongshan is so important, maybe by now, the trenches, caltrops and bells will have been deployed, not to mention those frightening firearms.
Xiao Zala continued, completely unaware that Tachaer's face had darkened.
"In my opinion, Taiyuan City is not easy to defend. Take advantage of the fact that the Song army is not besieging the city, break out of the city, and hold on at Yanmen Pass or Yunzhong. The Song army's weapons are fierce. If the city is besieged, I'm afraid they won't be able to defend it...ah!"
Before Xiao Zala could finish his words, he was whipped severely by Tachaer, leaving a scar on his face. Xiao Zala was frightened and angry, he pulled out his sword with a "clang" sound and went straight to Tacha'er.
"Tachaer, you thief! I will chop you up!"
All the generals were shocked and quickly separated the two. Xiao Zala was indignant and wanted to step forward, but Han Chijin slapped the table.
"Stop it all!"
After the generals comforted him, Xiao Zala put his sword into its sheath and sat down beside him. He stroked the scars on his face, his face was livid, and he lowered his head and said nothing.
Tachaer glanced at Xiao Zala coldly and sat back.
"Tacha'er, why are you crazy? Not only did your cavalry suffer heavy losses, Xiao Zala's Han army also suffered a lot of casualties. When the Song army captured Dongshan, how many people died in the Han army, but they tried their best. You give me be honest!"
When Han Chijin spoke, Tachaer stopped talking and lowered his head in silence. Xiao Zala remained silent and did not get angry again.
Liu Heima said nothing, his heart heavy. He lost more than half of his men, Dongshan was lost, and he had to withdraw into the city.
"The marshal is right! We are facing a formidable enemy. We cannot fight among ourselves. We must work together to deal with the Song army outside the city!"
Baershu, the king of Gaochang Kingdom, quickly tried to smooth things over.
Because Tacha'er was a Mongolian noble, he looked down on Xiao Zala, a member of the Khitan tribe and a member of the Han army. Little did they know that more than half of the Mongolian cavalry had been lost, and the only ones who could defend the city were the Han troops under generals such as Xiao Zala and Liu Heima.
"Baershu is right, everyone must work together! Although the Song Army has occupied Dongshan, it will be difficult for the Song Army to break the city as long as the city takes precautions."
Han Chijin hesitated for a moment and then said:
"Everyone, go down and appease your subordinates and defend the city."
After Han Chijin finished speaking, Xiao Zala stood up, turned around and left, and the other generals left one after another.
Xiao Zala returned to the barracks and kept walking around the barracks with a gloomy face and an angry roar.
"Why is Tachaer so crazy? I am also one of the three great Han armies personally granted by Ogedai Khan. Why does he dare to treat me like this? What a fool!"
"Why? Just because he is a Tatar noble and you are a Khitan and a Han!"
Baer Shu who came in said softly and sat down by himself.
"Besides, Han Chijin has already sought justice for you, so forget it."
"Baershu, if you are the one being humiliated, can you bear it?"
Xiao Zala finally sat down, with an angry look on his face.
"I charge into battle, I've been through life and death, and I feel aggrieved when I think about being humiliated like this. Tacha'er, this bastard, bah!"
"Be patient with your grievances. However, the Song army attacked the city with such powerful firearms. Maybe after tomorrow, we will meet the Lord of Hell and there will be no more grudges."
Baer Shu's words made Xiao Zala lose most of his anger. He was silent for a moment before nodding and saying:
"Baershu, that's what you say, but you have to defend if you can't! My wife, children, and children are all in Taiyuan City. There is no way to retreat."
He looked at Baer Shu and put on a smile.
"It's not like you Baershu. You are the brother of Ogedai Khan. No one dares to offend him. My brother is still on the grassland. Unlike you, Gao Changguo is so happy!"
"What bullshit brother? All the young people in Gaochang are almost dead after these years of conquest. A few days ago, the cavalry rushed into battle. I have more than two thousand cavalry in Gaochang, and they are gone. The Han cavalry under your command is probably more than I must have lost more."
Baer Shu shook his head and asked rhetorically.
"Liu Heima and I combined, the cavalry has lost more than 5,000, which is almost gone. The infantry has 25,000, half of which are accounted for here. If we continue to defend, we will probably die."
Sure enough, Xiao Zala's expression turned gloomy.
Baer Shu stroked his white beard and frowned.
"Me too. I still have more than 12,000 subordinates. In a few days, they will all be left in Taiyuan City!"
"Who says it's not? But what can you do?"
Xiao Zala nodded, and just as he was about to speak, a violent explosion came from outside, and Xiao Zala couldn't help but frowned.
"What is this sound? It seems to be the sound of artillery from the Song Army."
While Xiao Zala was speaking, violent explosions continued outside, which seemed to be explosive bombs from the Song army outside the city.
"This is the Song Army from Dongshan. They have started firing artillery shells into the city again, and they are getting more and more fierce!"
Sure enough, as soon as Baershu finished speaking, the sergeant came in hurriedly and reported to Xiao Zala.
"General, the Song army fired artillery into the city from Dongshan. The artillery shells can explode and the city is in chaos!"
Xiao Zala nodded, waved his hand, and the sergeant retreated.
"Xiao Zala, you have also seen the artillery of the Song Army. In addition to explosive shells, there is also a rifled cannon that can shoot five or six miles away. If the Song Army pulls the rifled cannon up the Dongshan Mountain, the entire Taiyuan City can be shot. I got hit. Just wait and see tomorrow. I'm afraid you won't have anywhere to hide by then."
Xiao Zhaara was stunned for a moment and sat on the chair, his brows furrowed even deeper.
The range of five or six miles is not meant to cover the entire Taiyuan City!
How can we fight this battle? How can we defend this city?
"Baershu, why don't you go tell Han Chijin and we'll withdraw our troops overnight. Otherwise, it will be too late!"
Xiao Zala said thoughtfully, with expectant eyes.
"Even if we withdraw in the middle of the night, how many of your tens of thousands of Han troops will survive? How many of my 10,000 Gaochang descendants will be left?"
Baer Shu shook his head secretly. This Xiao Zha La has a heart as solid as stone, and like Liu Heima, he has no regard for the safety of the Han troops under his command, and only thinks about himself.
I don’t know why those Han soldiers sacrificed their lives for such a cold-blooded hero.
"Xiao Zala, farewell!"
Not enough words to speculate. Balshu stood up, said goodbye and left. He slept in a daze until midnight, and was awakened by the violent sound of artillery outside the city.
"General, the marshal's military order requires you to order your troops to prepare for withdrawal!"
The sergeant came in to report, and Baershu couldn't help being surprised.
Sure enough, the Song army's bombardment became more and more fierce. If Taiyuan City was besieged, it seemed that Han Chijin would not be able to withstand it.
Balshu turned around and came back and entered his own military camp. His eldest son Qishumain immediately came forward to greet him.
"Atta, how are you? Are you going to withdraw your troops?"
Baer Shu nodded, sat down, and said thoughtfully:
"Break through the encirclement and withdraw the troops at the fifth watch. I just told Han Chijin that our Gaochang Army is willing to serve as the rear army to cover the retreat of the army."
"Ata, how could you do this? Song Jun is so powerful, aren't you looking for death yourself?"
Qishumayin suddenly became anxious.
The Song army has many cavalry and fierce firearms. The rear of the palace covers the army's breakout, and they may be seeking death.
"You are in your twenties and you are still so restless."
Balshu looked at the door and waved. When his son came closer, he said softly:
"If I don't agree to cover the army's retreat, how can I lead the soldiers to escape? Break through, do you think it's so easy to break out? Are all the Song troops fools?"
He originally wanted to recruit Xiao Zala to join the Song army with him, but finally gave up. These guys are all cold-blooded and cruel. It's better not to take risks with these people, lest you be betrayed.
"Ata, it turns out you had a plan for a long time. So tell me, what should we do next?"
Qi Shima felt relieved and continued to ask.
By surrendering to the Song army, it would be a formal break with Mongolia.
"Our country, Gaochang, is in a dilemma between Wo Kuotai and Wo He Tai. We surrendered to the Song army and returned to Beishibali from Shaanxi via Hexi. When the time comes, we will ask the Emperor of Song to take the Song army with us. From now on, Gaochang The country is under the rule of the Song Dynasty. If Wo Kuotai wants to cause trouble, just go to the Song army."
It seems that Baer Shu already has a plan.
"If I had known earlier, I would have claimed that I was ill and not brought troops to Hedong. I lost two thousand disciples in vain. It is really not worth it!"
Baer Shu secretly regretted it. He still underestimated the strength of the Song Army. If he had known the outcome of the battle earlier, he would not have joined in the fun.
"Ata, you are so cunning, this is already the best result. If the Song army enters Bielsobali, I am afraid that within a few days, the fiefdom of Wohetai will be gone!"
After Qishuma was excited, he suddenly hesitated and said:
"Ata, if the Song army goes to Beishi Bali, will our Gaochang Congress be gone?"
"I don't know. But now that we are following Han Chijin to break out, the more than 10,000 Gaochang children, including our father and son, are in danger. The Song army has so many cavalry, so many artillery, and it is dark outside. How many can escape?" ?”
Ten thousand infantry and two thousand cavalry. The cavalry may be able to escape a little, but the infantry will definitely be wiped out.
"Go down and get ready. At this point, we can only take one step at a time."
Baershu sighed quietly.
He didn't want to taste the Song Army's artillery, let alone risk it.
As for whether Gaochang Kingdom can be saved, let's escape first.
