On the second day, as Zhu Su expected, the Yuan army did not continue to attack the city. After all, since we have decided to fight a protracted war with the city, there is no shortage of time. The so-called one-stop attack and then three-stop attack will lead to exhaustion. We have been attacking the city for two consecutive days. If we attack again today, the price paid will definitely be much higher than the previous two days. It's better to just take a good rest for a day.
The Yuan army only separated some people to continue logging, so as to continue to build simple catapults (catapults). They also mobilized people to chisel stones suitable for catapults in the surrounding area, and they planned to use stones to smash through Changli County. posture. Others, on the other hand, watched the Han soldiers who were released in the camp, looking extremely wary.
"Damn it, we are also soldiers of the Yuan army, not prisoners. Why do they send people to guard us?"
"It's okay if you don't give us weapons and armor. You don't even give us a bite of rice and porridge. Do you want to starve us to death?"
"We have also gone through fire and water for the Great Yuan, why are we treated so poorly?"
The Han soldiers were aggrieved. The food and grass from the army had not yet arrived. Therefore, they only distributed food and weapons to the released Mongolian prisoners last night. However, the Han soldiers were hungry all night and were also beaten by the Mongolian soldiers who were holding weapons. They were surrounded. Naturally, some people stood up and were outraged.
"What are you talking about? If you dare to make noise again, you will be punished as inciting mutiny!" A Mongolian general on horseback shouted to the noisy Han people. "Who knows if there are any spies from the Ming army among you who have been deliberately mixed in?"
"Besides, when we were at the Ming Army's place, didn't those Ming people feed you quite well? Now what if you miss one meal? When we were at the Ming Army's place, we were hungry for several days in a row. Ah hey!"
This Mongolian general was also one of those Mongolians who were deliberately starved by Zhu Su in the prisoner camp at that time. Now that I have the power to guard these Han troops, it is difficult to say that there is no intention to avenge private revenge and make myself proud.
Seeing that the Mongolian troops who were guarding them all had their arrows on their bowstrings, although the Han troops were angry, they could only lower their heads and dare not speak out. Someone whispered in a low voice: "These friendly troops don't respect us as much as those Ming troops."
"Oh, what kind of friendly troops? They are all Mongolian masters." Someone responded with a sarcastic tone. "Who told them that the Yuan Dynasty was the court of the Mongols, not the Chinese?"
"I'm waiting, I'm just a domestic servant."
There was silence for a while, and the dissatisfaction in the hearts of the Han people was getting deeper and deeper. However, the Mongolian general thought that he had subdued these Han people, and felt that he had vented the bad breath he had suffered in the Ming army, and became even more satisfied.
"Idiot, you are hated by others without knowing it." Among the crowd, Zhang Yu hid silently in the crowd and glanced coldly at the increasingly arrogant Mongolian general. In order to ignore the lingering hunger in his belly, he forced himself to think about the current situation.
"We can't even bring out the food to appease the army. It seems that Lord Guantong's troops did not carry enough food and grass. The prince of the Ming Dynasty is not an ordinary person. It is impossible that he just wants to make the Yuan army feel happy." If there is more blockage, more than 20,000 prisoners will be returned with both hands."
"Could it be to better consume food and grass? That's not right. Although there is no food here, Prime Minister Naha of the Left has been out harvesting grain for several months after leaving the master's place. There should be enough food in the main army. This place is far away from Yongping Mansion, where the main force is located, can be traveled back and forth in only two days."
"And among the Ming army, I think the loss of food and grass was even greater. When we were in the city, we also saw the Ming army take out military rations to relieve the victims many times. If there is a battle to see who is short of food first, it is obvious that they need to support the refugee people in the city. The Ming army is in an even more unfavorable situation."
"etc?"
Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through Zhang Yu's mind. "Could it be that the Ming army wanted to?"
Even with Zhang Yu's courage, he couldn't help but trembled with shock at the whimsical idea that suddenly popped up in his mind. He looked around and saw that the Yuan army around him was unprepared and was still going step by step. Just do whatever you want.
"If this is really the case, then this battle will be won today!" Zhang Yu shouted in his heart.
He had no intention of reporting his idea. Zhang Yu is also a man of seven feet, how can he not be arrogant in his heart? Having been bullied and suppressed by the Mongols for many years, now that the Yuan Dynasty is in decline, why should I work for the Yuan Dynasty, which bullies Han people like myself?
Rather than die in battle as the eagle dog of Yuanting, it is better to find another Ming master. Zhang Yu also has ambitions in his heart. The Ming Dynasty is now rising, so it is better to simply surrender to the Ming Dynasty. He might as well make contributions to the Han people in the Ming Dynasty and make his name go down in history, so that he can live up to his seven-foot body.
"If we can take advantage of today's situation to present a certificate of surrender to Ming Dynasty..." Zhang Yu, who was hiding in the crowd, began to think.
Of course, there was still nothing strange on his face, and no Mongolian noticed that one of the Han people had the intention of abandoning his Yuan and joining the Ming Dynasty...
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At Youshi, a Yuan army was trekking on the official road.
There is a mountain range called "Qingshan Pass" between Changli County and Yongping Prefecture. Historically, a few years later, General Xu Dahui of the Ming Dynasty set up a fortress pass here, named "Qingshan Pass", to guard the north and south of Ji Town. However, today, this place is just a valley where two mountains meet. Although there are several sections of the Great Wall here, they are in disrepair and are basically useless.
"Hurry up, hurry up!" Among the Yuan army, Nai'er Buhua waved his riding whip while urging the long grain transport team on the road. The riding crop in his hand crackled as he swung it, adding a bit of a sinister aura. When the Yuan soldiers who were struggling to push the grain cart passed by, they couldn't help but shrink their necks and walk a little faster.
"Sir, the road is difficult, and the men have tried their best." A deputy general advised with a grimace. "The terrain here is no better than that of the grassland, so there is no need to rush. Master Guantong has enough food to survive today. As long as we can deliver the food tomorrow, we will be safe."
"The Han people have a saying: 'The night is long and the dreams are many.' What do you know?" Nai'er Buhua glanced at the man. "The Ming army's release of prisoners yesterday was too strange. I always have a bad premonition in my heart..."
Among the Guan Scouts, Nai'er Buhua is a radical through and through. Yesterday, he strongly demanded that he take the city of Changli directly with all his strength. Guantong was afraid that among the Han prisoners there might be Ming troops seeking opportunities to cause trouble, so Naierbuhua's suggestion was "Kill all the Han people." There were just some Han people on the left and right. In the eyes of a blind person like him, the lives of Han people were nothing.
However, those Han prisoners captured more than 10,000 people and secretly killed more than 10,000 of their own Han troops. However, Guantong's indecisive character could not make a decision at all. Therefore, Guantong accepted the seemingly more reliable suggestion of "adjusting food and fighting for a long time" put forward by the released "wise general" Hong Boyan Timur, and dispatched Nai'erbuhua, who was slightly injured, to Naha to send out the main force. In the army, allocate and transport the necessary grain and grass.
But Nai'er Buhua still felt that this move was inappropriate. He once personally led people to attack the city wall of Changli County, and was then driven down by the Ming army. It was at that time that he suffered some minor injuries.
When the Ming army attacked the city wall that day, he had seen in the ruins of the central tower, under the three flags of the Ming princes, those few people sitting among the thousands of soldiers, drinking and watching them. These wolf-like and tiger-like Yuan troops were as if they were nothing.
Those three figures gave Nai'er Buhua's wild heart a deep shock: a prince of the Ming Dynasty with such courage and a commander of the Ming army who could remain motionless in the midst of the killing of thousands of troops must not be ordinary. generation!
Therefore, he always believed that to deal with this Ming army, it must be completely wiped out with lightning speed, without giving them any chance to breathe. As soon as they are allowed to take a breather, what the Yuan troops like me need to face is likely to be a decisive blow as fast as thunder!
(End of chapter)
