Before Feng Ziying could answer, Zhang Jin had already rushed up with someone.
Seeing several corpses underground, Zhang Jin's expression changed slightly: "Ziying, it's best for you to go down and stop lingering on the city wall. It's useless to have you here alone. These two people should be the traitors who hid in the city in advance. Military assassins, those who create chaos through assassination, also encountered the same situation over there just now."
Feng Ziying was also a little embarrassed.
He actually became a troublemaker on this city wall.
I thought that my martial arts skills would be enough to deal with at least three or five people, but now it seems that in this life-and-death fight, my few moves are really not enough.
But after all, she was a person who had killed someone. Looking at the man in front of her who was still holding his neck and being hit by a fire gun and dying without a sigh of relief, Feng Ziying could only say sorry. She had always been a person who only wanted results.
This self-made fire gun was specially given to Feng Ziying by Feng Tang before leaving. It was a high-quality imported product bought from the south.
According to a businessman, it cost one thousand two hundred taels of silver, which shows that it was expensive and was specially given to Feng Tang.
Now Feng Tang gave it to his son as a protective weapon, but he didn't expect that it would actually come in handy.
Feng Ziying had tried the gun before, and it was indeed quite exquisite. Moreover, it was not a wheel-type self-generating fire blunderbuss, but a percussion-type self-generating fire blunderbuss. It was ingeniously designed and beautifully made, and the various parts were carefully crafted. Even in Europe, It can be considered a high-quality product, no wonder it is so expensive.
I just don’t know if it’s feasible for Da Zhou to imitate this self-generated fire gun.
But Feng Ziying estimates that if she wants to imitate, many parts may not be able to reach this level, and the price may also reach sky-high prices.
Even if it does not reach one thousand two hundred taels of silver, it is estimated that it may not be possible to make it with hundreds of silver, and the quality cannot reach this level.
This involves a whole set of industrialization systems, even the most rudimentary industrial systems, from craftsmen to equipment and the steel of gun barrels. Everything will probably make Dazhou, who has little foundation in this aspect, helpless.
"Hey, you haven't answered me yet." The young man in front of him saw that Feng Ziying was a little distracted and couldn't help but said: "Can you show me your firecracker?"
Feng Ziying woke up with a start and shook her head: "It can't be done now. This thing is too precious and useful. But after this battle is over, I can lend it to you to play with. By the way, I haven't asked this young master for advice yet..."
The young man blushed slightly, but he quickly calmed down and said, "My surname is You, and I live in You Mansion, South Street, Shuncheng, in Ganzhou City."
Youfu? Feng Ziying first wondered whether she was related to the three brothers You Shigong, but when she thought about the fact that the You brothers lived in Yulin for a long time and were thousands of miles away from here, it was unlikely.
"Why did Brother You come to the city wall?" Feng Ziying was very curious. At first he thought this was the bodyguard that Zhang Jin had summoned, but when he looked at the girl's appearance, she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, even if she was a boy. , and it is impossible to call such people into battle in their turn.
"If Ganzhou falls, I'm afraid no one will be able to escape." Brother You pursed his lips, "I came here to see the situation. If it doesn't work, I have to make plans in advance..."
"Isn't there any other man in your family who asked you to come?" The girl blushed. She didn't know if the other person saw that she was pretending to be a man, so she pretended to be calm and said: "I just came to take a look, but I didn't expect..., I want to ask, can this city still be defended?"
Seeing Zhang Jin dispatching personnel next to her, Feng Ziying stopped talking to this "saviour" and said, "I don't know whether I can hold it or not, but you'd better go back and be prepared. If anything happens, I’ll have someone inform you about the situation, You Mansion on Shuncheng South Street, I’ll remember it.”
Seeing Feng Ziying's serious look, the girl nodded, knowing that now was not the time to say more, and the young man in front of her was definitely a big shot.
…
When the second round of the rebel offensive ended, the sky was already dark.
The lack of sufficient siege equipment became the biggest problem restricting the rebels from launching a larger offensive. The rebels once wanted to pile up earth to attack the city, but the loose and broken loess around Ganzhou City became the biggest problem. Unless there were enough cloth bags, Otherwise, it will be difficult to achieve this goal, and once such signs appear, the concentrated archers will become the biggest nightmare to buy the lives of the rebels.
Looking at He Zhisheng with a blood-soaked white cloth wrapped around his forehead and a murderous look on his face, Feng Ziying felt at this time that this guy had the aura of an iron-blooded warrior. The initial confusion and nervousness seemed to be just the surface.
However, it is understandable that he has never shouldered such a task of guarding a big city like Ganzhou. He is just a guerrilla, not even a general. Suddenly he was pushed to this position, and the wealth and lives of tens of thousands of people in the city were at stake. They gathered on his shoulders, making him a little nervous.
"Still can't hold it." Putting the thick ring knife in his hand on the ground, He Zhisheng said without any nonsense: "They hit the city with ladders and siege vehicles. There are too few vehicles, but the news I got is that Liu Dongyang captured sixty miles away We will supervise the construction of ladders and siege engines there, and they will be able to reach the city by tomorrow night at the latest."
"General He, I feel that the fighting spirit of the rebels in these two rounds of attacks today is not strong. How many people died before retreating?" Zhang Jin frowned, observed very carefully, and put forward a different opinion, "They are under the city. There were seven to eight thousand people, but less than a thousand were killed or wounded and they refused to fight any more..."
"Master Zhang, Liu Baichuan asked Liu Dongyang's troops to be the main force, but Liu Dongyang's troops knew that enough siege equipment would arrive tomorrow, so of course they would not risk their lives, so naturally they would not care." He Zhisheng said solemnly: "But once Tomorrow Liu Dongyang will deliver the siege equipment and personally supervise the formation. No matter his own headquarters or Liu Baichuan's department, they will not dare to be so lazy again, for fear that we may not be able to survive tomorrow night."
"Brother Shi, do you mean we withdraw now?" Feng Ziying couldn't help but ask, "What about the food in the East Dacang?"
Ganzhou City has the most important granary in the entire Gansu town - Dongdacang, also known as Ganzhoucang and Dacang.
There are tens of thousands of stones of grain in the Dongdacang, which is the main granary supporting the border troops around Ganzhou including Suzhou Guard, Ganzhou Five Guards, Shandan Guard, Gaotai Suo and Zhen Yi Suo. They all rely on the food here to survive.
And once you give up, it almost means completely giving up on the western Gansu garrison. If you give up and want to get it back again, not to mention whether you will be given a chance to get it back, even if you can get it back, what price will you have to pay? You can imagine how big it will be.
Huo Luochi, who is active in the West Sea in the southwest, Barhu Taiji of Yongxiebu, and the Zhentaiji tribe of Tumut have all coveted this place for a long time. However, they are still afraid of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so they only dare to invade without disturbing them. Just dare to enter in a big way.
This does not include the Mughals who are active in Hami in the northwest, and they have long wanted to cross the Jiayuguan Pass and invade eastward.
Without food, whether you burn it or throw it away to the rebels, it means giving up the Wei towns in western Gansu, which no one dares to express easily.
He Zhisheng opened his mouth, but ultimately did not speak.
It is not for him to decide whether to withdraw or not. He is just a guerrilla general.
There is no commander-in-chief, the deputy commander-in-chief is missing, and the general is seriously injured and unconscious. These are not reasons for him, a guerrilla general, to express his stance.
The current right-hand minister of the Ministry of War and the special envoy of the Governor-General of the Three Kingdoms, as well as this Lord Qianhu of Longjingwei, it is up to you to decide.
"We can't withdraw. If we withdraw from Ganzhou, I'm afraid we won't be able to take it back." Zhang Jin shook his head, "If you burn the food, I'm afraid the rebels will massacre and burn the city when they come in. If you leave the food behind, the rebels may be able to build a foundation in turn. It will be extremely difficult for the imperial court to regain this place."
It is conceivable that if the rebels gain a foothold here, the Mughals in the northwest and the Tatar tribes in the West Sea in the southwest will probably be happy to see such a force independent of the Great Zhou, and if the Great Zhou wants to regain this place , I am afraid that we will not only have to face the threat of Su Nang, but also face more enemies.
"Can't withdraw? How can we hold on?" He Zhisheng couldn't help it, "I only have more than a thousand people, and today I have lost more than 300 people. The brothers are already complaining. Suzhou Wei and Zhenyi There are about five to six thousand people left, but they simply can’t catch up, and they don’t dare to exhaust all their troops at once, so what should we do?”
Feng Ziying also fell into silence. This is not a game. A lone hero. One man is in charge and ten thousand others can't get past him. If he does well, he will do well. Being arrogant will lead to his own destruction.
In today's battle, as Zhang Jin said, the rebel offensive was not too fierce, otherwise the defenders would not have been able to deal with it so easily. It may be that Liu Dongyang has not arrived, and Liu Baichuan is not willing to compromise his own strength.
But he noticed that Zhang Jin offered not to withdraw, which surprised him.
This shouldn't be Zhang Jin's stance, or he shouldn't express it this way. When He Zhisheng made it clear that he couldn't stand it, but his attitude was not yet clear, he should have remained silent based on his character.
Feng Ziying's heart moved slightly, as if she remembered something.
"Sir Zhang, is there anyone among Liu Baichuan's Longjing Lieutenants?" Zhang Jin was startled, but He Zhisheng was stunned.
Zhang Jin nodded slowly: "Yes, but the level is too low to play a big role."
Feng Ziying secretly breathed a sigh of relief. According to the custom, there are Long Jinwei people in each branch of the border army, but they basically hide their identities and only monitor the words and deeds of the generals. However, it is difficult to say how effective the effect is. At least the rebellion in Ningxia Town Lieutenant Long was clearly derelict in his duties.
"Then Master Zhang said today that Liu Baichuan's troops are not strong in fighting spirit. Is there any other reason?" Feng Ziying asked in a deep voice.
Zhang Jin hesitated for a moment, "Liu Baichuan was the last one to join the rebellion. The news came that he was not very willing, but because Tu Wenxiu and the various tribes of the Xu Dynasty had already rebelled, if he didn't follow, he might have no choice but to be annexed." Even beheaded..., but in the past two months, his performance has been quite fierce, and he has to take the lead in every battle, so..."
Feng Ziying's eyes lit up.
