Zhao Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the rebels withdrawing their troops.
Xiong Hu wiped the sweat from his forehead and sneered: "The rebels thought they had broken through the city gate, but they didn't expect it to be a huge trap."
"I thought I picked up gold, but what I didn't lose was my life." Ma Li looked at the rebels who were retreating like a tide, with a deeply dismissive look.
Zhao Yang fell into deep thought, looked at the sun that was about to set, and shook his head: "The rebels have not lost their vitality, and they have more and more offensive methods. I don't know what methods they will have tomorrow."
"General, although the rebels have many methods, there is a significant gap compared with the security group. The rebels just have a numerical advantage." Zhao Xiaodong looked at the corpses on the city wall and watched the rebels waving white flags to indicate that the corpses should be collected. "They Come and collect the bodies.”
"Let them pick up the corpses, just in time to avoid the plague." Zhao Yang glanced at everyone and his tone was full of decisiveness. "Everyone sum up the gains and losses and prepare for tomorrow's battle."
Yishui Tai all bowed their hands and said solemnly: "No."
What is puzzling is that the rebels did not attack the next day.
"Strange?" Ma Li looked at the city wall and asked Zhao Yang, "General, did the rebels not dare to attack after seeing yesterday's failure?"
Xiong Hu shook his head and took a look at the rebel camp in the distance. "The rebels have a numerical advantage. They didn't damage the atmosphere yesterday. How can they not attack? Could it be that they are preparing a siege equipment?"
"Siege equipment, what kind of siege equipment are they?" Zhao Xiaodong fell into deep thought.
"Siege equipment?" Ma Li was also lost in thought, "The crash car, Lu Gong's chariot, ladder, trebuchet, and flying ladder have been used. Are there other equipment that can be used?"
Zhao Yang looked at the table array on the city wall and fell into deep thought: "Could it be that after yesterday's bloody battle, the rebels have found a way to overcome firearms?"
On the mountain, the rebel base camp.
"The Han people didn't expect that we would cease fighting for a day." Dele bowed to Jia Luo and said happily, "The Han people have said that to take things by surprise and attack them unprepared, the Tibetan soldiers and horses can also be used."
"His Holiness, the Han people never expected that we have found weapons to suppress rockets and firearms, and the cost is extremely low." Qu Li, another captain of Jia Luo, said with a smile.
He only watched the attack the day before yesterday and did not participate in the attack.
Although he was a little unhappy, he still retained his strength.
Although Ciji is a captain of thousands, he has heavy cavalry, and his strength is still higher than that of two infantry commanders of ten thousand.
His heavy cavalry is Jialuo's life-saving asset and will not be used lightly.
The siege had nothing to do with him. He didn't say anything, but looked at the map and this new weapon with great interest.
On the third day, in front of the Qingtang City wall.
It was Qu Li's turn to attack the city the day before yesterday. Although he did not participate the day before yesterday, he had been observing from the sidelines.
Seeing that Dele only sent 5,000 men to attack, he looked aside with disdain.
Since Zhaojiazhuang was able to defeat Dalun's 10,000 cavalry, if you arranged for 5,000 troops to attack the city, wouldn't it be a military exploit for the Han people?
So today, without any reservation, he directly sent out 10,000 soldiers and horses to attack them all.
However, this time the focus of the attack was not the west gate, but the south gate.
He also sent troops to the other three gates, with two thousand troops at each gate and four thousand troops at the south gate.
The commander of the south gate is not Zhao Yang, but Tan Xing, who is in charge of the camp.
Tan Xing had an easier time the day before yesterday because the rebels focused their attack on the west gate and did not break through the city gate.
But today's rebels are completely different from the day before yesterday. Their number is four times that of the day before yesterday.
The flying ladders outside the city wall have long disappeared, replaced by densely packed ladders.
In addition, there are also ten rebels, Lu Gongche and Jinglan, which can be described as exploiting every opportunity.
Tan Xing felt his heart beating wildly, not only because there were suddenly more rebels in front of him, but also because the rebels had fifty drums in front of the south gate.
He looked at Xiong Zezhong, the chief of the Qingtang City Security Corps, who was looking at the rebels, and said with a wry smile: "The rebels think highly of us too much, and even sent us some big gifts."
The two of them haven't gone up to the gate tower yet, and are still in the archery tower.
"Today's offensive is different from the day before yesterday. More troops have been invested, and of course the pressure is greater." Xiong Zezhong took out a Hu-killing knife, swung it to cut off a rebel arrow flying towards them, and explained.
Tan Xing also waved his sword to cut off an arrow, and continued to smile bitterly: "The day before yesterday, the rebels focused on taking care of the south gate. They saw that my business here was deserted, so they came here to take care of my business today."
Tan Xing is the camp leader of the Xizuo Camp, but he does not appear in public as the camp leader, but often appears as the shopkeeper.
His subordinates often call him the big shopkeeper, and he considers himself to be the shopkeeper, and now he speaks like a businessman.
"General Tan, please don't complain. Didn't you already lead your troops to support you after seeing this?" Xiong Zezhong said calmly as he chopped off another arrow with his sword.
Tan Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw soldiers and horses coming up the stone stairs one after another.
Zhao Yang is the camp leader of the Qingtang City Security Group, and Xiong Zezhong is the chief secretary.
The entire Qingtang City security group now has two thousand soldiers and horses, and the day before yesterday, the number of troops in the battle in the city was one thousand.
Xiong Zezhong still has a thousand troops and horses in hand, but they are used as reserve troops and horses for emergency use.
Now the rebels are stepping up their attack, and he leads five hundred troops to support Tan Xing.
"Reporting to the two generals, the rebels' table of Eight Immortals today is different from the day before yesterday, and the rockets cannot be ignited." Tan Xing was about to answer, when Tan Ming, the captain of the soldiers, ran over from the gate tower panting, and reported with a bow.
"No wonder the rebels didn't attack yesterday. They were obviously building weapons." Tan Xing thought for a while and nodded, "Chongyang is indeed right. The rebels have found a way to deal with rockets."
Xiong Zezhong curled his lips, with a completely disdainful expression on his face: "Why did they find a way to deal with the rockets? Apparently when they were attacking the city, they saw that the Eight Immortals Table in Zhaojiazhuang could defeat the rockets. What is this word called? , seems to be what the little saint said."
"What the little sage said, let me think about it." Tan Xing thought for a while and suddenly realized, "It's that mountain...a mountain or something?"
"Mountains are copycats. These rebels are similar to the bandits on the copycats. They can't make anything on their own, so they have to copy things from Zhaojiazhuang." Xiong Zezhong finally remembered this matter, with a look of disdain on his face.
"The rebels are able to imitate the fire-proof wet quilt Eight Immortals table, which is considered progress. I will wait until the city wall to take a look." Tan Xing made a gesture of invitation.
Xiong Zezhong was not only the chief secretary of the security group, but also personally brought five hundred troops to support him. Of course he had to be polite.
In front of the city wall, under the cover of tens of thousands of arrows, thousands of rebels shouted and pushed the siege equipment to attack.
Norbu Sorang was a centurion. He personally resisted the Fire Protection Eight Immortals Table and led his men to attack from the ladder.
He is full of confidence in this fireproof Eight Immortals table. Yesterday he tried it with a rocket himself.
This fireproof Eight Immortals table has excellent fireproofing effect, and it can only burn if it takes more than ten sticks.
Now they fired thousands of arrows, and they had an overwhelming advantage against the arrows of the city wall defenders.
He also came to watch the game the day before yesterday and found that most of the Eight Immortals tables started to catch fire in two or three pieces.
Due to the overwhelming advantage of their arrows, the Eight Immortals Table can hardly receive more than ten rockets.
Of course, it is also possible that under certain circumstances, a table of eight immortals can withstand more than ten rockets.
Norbu Sorang believed that this person had either committed serious sins in his previous life or that the Bodhisattva did not bless him, and he could only blame himself.
During this time, he also bowed to the prayer wheel several times, believing that the Bodhisattva could bless him.
Now his fire-proof Eight Immortals table can withstand ten arrows, and it is obvious that he is no longer afraid of the Han people's rockets.
Thinking of this, Nobu Sorang felt full of strength and shouted loudly to his subordinates: "Come forward, gold thousand taels."
"A thousand taels of gold." Deputy Centurion Nga Wang Kian Tsun, holding a big hammer, followed and shouted.
Dorje Wangdui is also a centurion, and he is now full of confidence in his well.
The advantage of Jinglan is that it is higher than the city wall, but its weakness is its weak defensive ability.
He watched the battle the day before yesterday and found that many wells were burned by Han rockets.
Since the Han people burned the wells with rockets, the rebels had a shadow in their hearts and did not dare to attack through the wells.
But now the rebels' wells no longer have this problem, and their wells are also fireproof. They are also covered with fireproof wet quilts.
Seeing the wells getting closer and closer to the city wall, he said to the deputy centurion Zhawang Zhandui: "This time, let the Han people see how the Tubo wells can overwhelm their table array."
"Centurion, the Han people thought that the wells could be ignited by rockets. Just daydream." After Zhawang Zhandui finished speaking, he burst into laughter.
Hearing the two leaders laughing, the Tubo rebels also laughed and were full of confidence in this battle.
Tsering Wangjie was also a centurion. He led a hundred men and looked at the city wall with a disdainful expression on his face.
A chief named Duoji Cairen said with a flattering smile: "Centurion, this Lu Gong chariot is not only tied with wet quilts on the wooden strips, but also tied with wet quilts on the wooden boards. The Han people would never have thought of it."
"The day before yesterday, Lu Gong's car had already attacked the city wall, but it was a pity that it was burned down by Han rockets. Today we took the city wall by surprise." Another chief also laughed flatteringly.
Tsering Wangjie said nothing, patted the two of them on the shoulders, and laughed heartily.
Qunpei Zhandui is a commander of thousands, and his mission is somewhat special.
He led a thousand rebels and attacked from another place.
He sat in the crash car and remembered the Captain giving him orders.
"Although there were no rebels and they did not capture the city wall the day before yesterday, they did manage to enter the city gate." Qu Li, the commander of ten thousand men, pointed at the map and asked Qun Pei Zhan Dui, "What do you think?"
"Compared with the city wall, Qingtang City's gate is obviously a weakness." Qunpei Zhandui thought for a while, "At present, it seems that this is the only weakness."
"Yes, the city gate is the biggest weakness of Qingtang City. If you don't take advantage of it, you will really be sorry for the blessing of Bodhisattva." Qu Li looked at Qunpei Zhandui with bright eyes, and then asked, "Do you understand what I mean?"
"Could it be that, in fact, the direction of the attack is just for the Han people to see, and the real attack is the city gate?" Qunpei Zhandui thought for a while and asked with sudden realization.
Qu Li looked at Qunpei Zhandui and nodded happily: "Since the city gate can be breached once, it is obvious that it can be breached the second time. Now you lead all your men and attack from the city gate."
"But general, last time they attacked with more than 300 troops, no one came out." Qunpei Zhandui heard that he was going to attack the city gate, and he was obviously unsure. "There were people who came back from attacking other places. Obviously there are still people inside. An urn city.”
"Zhan Dui, this time is different from before. Last time there were not as many people as you, but this time there are more people than last time. And last time the preparations were not complete at all, this time they are fully prepared. Not only are they preparing the Eight Immortals table that can prevent fire, but also We have prepared a small fire-proof crash car that can prevent fire. Even if you encounter the Wengcheng, you can still enter the Wengcheng and break open the gate inside." Qu Li patted his shoulder affectionately, and his tone was full of confidence, "Use intentionality to deal with unintentional, and victory will be yours. This side.”
"Thank you, general, for preparing all the equipment for me. We can see from outside the city wall, but we don't know anything about the situation inside. What if, what if, what if we fall into that trap?" Although the general was extremely cautious about attacking the city gate. I have great confidence, but I don’t have the foundation for group training and Zhandui.
Although the rebels broke into the city gate the day before yesterday, they came out with dead heads. This momentum was too scary.
Qu Li patted Qunpei Zhandui on the shoulder again, with a smile on his face: "This is no problem at all. I will prepare two thousand troops later. They will keep storming the city gate, so you don't have to worry about anything."
"Thank you, General." Qunpei Zhandui bowed, with doubts still on his face, "General, how will they arrange it after they come in? After all, the situation in the Wengcheng inside is really unknown."
"I have already considered this situation. Those two thousand-man troops are under your control. When you capture Wengcheng, you will be the captain of the three thousand men." Qu Li slapped Qunpei Zhandui heavily on the shoulder. Said solemnly.
Qunpei Zhandui could no longer refuse at this time, and his heart was full of gratitude: "Thank you, general. I am willing to die as a general."
Qu Li, the captain of ten thousand men, had thought of everything, and it could be said that everything was almost foolproof.
You know, the number of Han soldiers and horses in the city is only two thousand.
The attack on the city gate this time involved three thousand troops. This was an unprecedented and generous effort, how heroic!
