The headquarters was rejoicing, but after being happy, everyone couldn't help but feel worried.
Because although the turret has been pulled out, Fengxiang City is still as difficult to break as an iron barrel.
"Sir, although all the turrets have been captured and Fengxiang City is within easy reach, it is still very difficult to completely capture Fengxiang City!"
Staff Qin couldn't help but sigh as he spoke.
Listening to these words, the room fell into silence. Indeed, if it could have been captured earlier, there would be no need to wait until now. There would not be such a long siege.
Song Zhe also sighed and looked at General Zhang Wei, who had been relatively silent on the other side.
"Chu Yu~ You are the commander-in-chief of the Sixth Front Army. When I returned to Xi'an Mansion to manage affairs, you were always involved in decision-making. Can you tell me what to do next?"
Chuyu is also Zhang Wei’s nickname.
This is a middle-aged officer with a slightly thin body but a rather large face. His eyes are a bit small, but his eyes are extremely sharp.
He previously served as the governor of Gansu, and then the commander of the 13th Army of the Northwest Army. Last year, he was promoted to the commander-in-chief of the 13th Army of the Northwest Army.
Now the commander-in-chief of the Sixth Front Army, he is one of the Thirteen Taibo under Marshal Feng, and Song Zhe is one of the Five Tigers. They are all deployed by the Marshal's close confidants and are good at fighting.
Hearing this, Zhang Wei groaned in a low voice, then shook his head and said, "Old Song, to be honest, there is indeed a way to do this.
If it is to forcefully climb the wall and attack hard, this will definitely not work. Not only will the casualties be too great, but it will also be futile. Of course, it can really consume the opponent's vitality.
But after siege, our army's consumption will only be several times that of the enemy! I had a deep understanding of this when I attacked Tongzhou last year.
Therefore, I decided to dig tunnels to the corners of the city wall, then bury thousands of kilograms of explosives, and blow up the city wall in one go!
Doesn't this kid really like to build copper and iron walls? Then we'll just keep doing it and blow it up! "
Zhang Wei's method was simply simple and crude. Although it took a long time, it was undeniable that it greatly reduced the casualty rate.
"If we need to dig tunnels, Chu Yu, how long do you think it will take?" Song Zhe nodded and asked.
"Ten days! Originally, if we failed to capture these three towers, we would have had to start with the residential buildings near the 'Xiyu Pavilion' in the northwest corner outside the city.
It will definitely take us about half a month to dig from there, but starting from the turret we can complete it within ten days! "
Zhang Wei laughed as he spoke. Although today's attack cost a lot, it was not completely without benefits.
When it comes to digging tunnels, the longer the delay, the easier it is for the other party to become suspicious. Once suspicion arises, it will be difficult to handle.
Ten days is quite feasible.
"I think this matter is feasible, but the attacks in the past few days cannot be stopped, and the sound of artillery fire cannot be stopped. So we will implement it based on your opinion, Chu Yu!"
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At the same time, as the turret was captured, Zhao Ming and his party successfully withdrew to the rear camp, and the front line had been completely taken over by the main battle force.
In fact, even on the front line, there are not many important things to deal with nowadays.
Those who are running away from the building only need to send someone to guard them. These have nothing to do with Zhao Ming and his party.
After returning to the camp, everyone's mood completely dropped.
After several rounds of attacks, the two sides finally stopped fighting, and the bodies of some brothers were successfully dragged back.
It's just that not many of these corpses are intact, and most of them have broken limbs and arms.
There was constant artillery fire on both sides. Even if it was just killed by bullets, if it stayed in one place for a long time, the body would be blown to pieces.
Some people in the crowd were holding the bodies and crying loudly. Some of them were their neighbors, some were their relatives, and some were brothers.
Many people have lived in Fengjiazhuang all their lives, and their ancestors also begged for food in Fengjiazhuang.
Many of the folks in this village are related to each other. In fact, many of them are relatives who have not graduated from the fifth level.
How can we not be heartbroken to see these people dying violently at this moment?
Only the victims were okay. Thirty or forty people died among these victims, but the remaining people were not much affected.
It's just a little sad. We were all farmers digging in the fields before, but a severe drought forced them to leave their homes.
They have long been used to separation and death, and after experiencing such a war, they can never go back to the past.
Zhao Ming was not in a good mood either. He took out the cigarette he received from Brigadier Liu and started smoking.
It had only been a few days since I had learned to smoke in this world, but I was forced to become a regular smoker.
Looking at the fellow swordsmen in Monkey Dashan, their expressions were not much better.
There were more than 30 old brothers they brought out this time, but now there are only more than 20 left, and about ten people died.
Zhao Ming heard Lao Chang say that there were eighty people in Fengjiazhuang when they first joined.
That night, knife bandits attacked. In order to guard the gate, more than twenty people died there, and some were later killed by several mutinous guards.
Thirty brothers were killed in the attack by knife bandits alone. After that, several more brothers were killed while robbing military supplies. After that, they set off here and left seven or eight people in Fengjiazhuang.
In total, there are more than thirty people, and now ten more people have died. These old brothers may not be able to gather thirty people now.
But this time they didn't lie on the corpse and howl like the villagers, but just silently rummaged through the corpse.
Because many of the corpses could not be identified, some had half of their heads blown off, and the mixture of mud and blood made it completely impossible to identify them.
A few scattered ones were found. Someone smoked half of Zhao Ming Fenrun's cigarettes and placed the other half on the corpses, as if to practice for these brothers.
The time to say goodbye is very short. Soon these corpses will be taken away by the logistics personnel. The corpses cannot be left here for too long.
These logistics personnel will then bury them on site.
However, after waiting for a long time, no one from the logistics staff came over. When I inquired, I found out that there were not enough manpower there and they could not handle it at all.
Zhang Kai also had a large number of corpses of his colleagues piled up there, and he had no choice but to ask everyone to go to a farther place and bury them on the spot.
Everyone started digging a pit together. It was a huge dirt pit that everyone worked together, and it was really fast.
Just throwing the body in like a piece of cargo made the sadness and sigh in everyone's hearts even stronger.
Everyone just took a token from their companions before burying them, and these will be given to their families after they go back.
In two waves of charges, more than 130 people were killed one after another!
A large number of people are timid and afraid. The more afraid they are, the faster they will die.
The first wave was actually a big wave washing away the sand, clearing away more than half of the people who were afraid of death and fear.
The second wave was cleaned up again, and if you look carefully at the seventy or so brothers left, most of them are swordsmen brothers, victims of the disaster, and bankers who have lost more than half of their money.
If you rush forward, you will have to answer to many people, and if you retreat, you will also have to answer to many brothers.
It is true that going to the battlefield is like going to the gate of hell.
When we returned to the camp, it was already lunch time.
But everyone didn't move.
boom!
Suddenly, the bed was violently slapped, and everyone was surprised and looked around.
Zhao Ming stood up with a cold face.
"You're so fucking embarrassed of me, right? Go and eat for me. I don't care whether you can eat or not, you must eat for me!
Even if you can’t eat it, I’ll force it into my stomach!
This is a military camp! If you don’t eat it, the meal will be gone, and they won’t save it for you!
Aren't just a few people dead? If the war continues, you will die and I will die as well. Since we are all going to die, I would rather be a dead ghost! "
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Ming had already stepped out.
Seeing this, everyone looked at each other in shock, but the swordsman brothers reacted quickly and followed them to eat one after another.
The movements of the victims were also sluggish. They were actually the least concerned about it, but they were embarrassed that no one was moving just now.
No matter how many people die, in the eyes of victims like them, they will die as long as they have enough to eat.
Soon only the dealers were left in the room, and everyone was a little hesitant. They really had no appetite.
But now that everyone was gone, he still hesitated and walked out.
