"Bring them up!" Jiang Yuntian waved and shouted. The Dijon prisoners, whose hands and feet were bound and blindfolded, were led to the front of the battle line.
Jiang Yuntian casually chopped off one of the heads with a sword, swung it violently by its hair, and threw it onto the Ningling city wall, shouting: "Listen, A Tongmu, I also have a thousand Dijon prisoners here. If you kill another commoner in Daliang, I will pay ten of you back!" A Tongmu was furious and wanted to kill another person to return the favor, but the lieutenant beside him stopped him and whispered a few words in his ear, A Tongmu After hearing this, he nodded repeatedly and shouted to the city: "General Liang Ren, since you are so considerate of the people, how about we exchange prisoners?" Jiang Yuntian glanced at Song Che and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, signaling that the big fish had taken the bait.
Since we are talking about business, of course Boss Song has to take action. Song Che cleared his throat and responded: "Okay, you can exchange 10,000 people for these 1,200 prisoners of war!"
"What!" A Tongmu shouted: "You are probably not a profiteer! One prisoner of war wants to exchange for ten people! If you want a fair deal, it should be exchanged for heads!" Song Che shook his head and responded: "That can't be done. That's not possible, these prisoners of war are all well-trained soldiers, and the people in Daliang are all old, weak, women and children, the bargaining chips between the two sides are not equal, if it were a one-to-one exchange, we would be at a huge disadvantage!"
"You fucking think this is a cattle and sheep business!" A Tongmu scolded: "One head for another, 1,200 prisoners of war for 1,200 civilians, do you want to do it or not!"
"Ha! If you have this attitude, then we will definitely not do it! But I tell you, our army will definitely attack Ningling today!" Song Che changed the direction and shouted to the people on the city wall: "Fellows and elders, for the sake of Daliang The dynasty has no choice but to sacrifice you!"
"Dear soldiers of Daliang, you don't need to worry about us. We have been bullied by these beasts in the city and we are no longer afraid of death!"
"Yes, we are born as Daliang's people and die as Daliang's ghosts. You must kill all these Tartars and avenge us!" Although Shanhe fell, his backbone was not broken.
The people in the city shouted.
"Artillery reload!" Song Che raised his arms and shouted. Seeing that this was coming true, A Tongmu hurriedly shouted: "Two thousand! Oh no...three thousand! I'll give you three thousand in exchange! No more!" Song Che made a stop gesture and said loudly Gao pointed out five fingers: "Five thousand! This is my last concession! These people are useless in your hands, so why not give more? In other words, if you think that the lives of these one thousand Dijon soldiers , It’s not worth exchanging five thousand useless people, and I have nothing to say!” It really has to be done as a business, otherwise how can we fool these simple-minded Dijon people with well-developed limbs?
The lieutenant next to Atongmu started whispering in his ear again.
"Brother Song, what do you think these two thieves are communicating with?" Jiang Yuntian asked.
"Let's discuss whether we will lose money in the transaction," Song Che said: "There are 60,000 people in Ningling City. Even if 5,000 people are exchanged, there are still more than 50,000 left, which can still be used as bargaining chips. Believe it or not, if I insist on asking for a Tens of thousands of people will agree in the end." Of course, the real purpose of his pretense of bargaining with Atongmu was to dispel his doubts, so that he could safely open the city gate to take in the prisoners.
In business, this is called
"A strategy to attack the heart."
"Okay! Five thousand is five thousand! But you have to step back two hundred steps! Just let the prisoners come over! I warn you, don't play tricks, otherwise our crossbowmen can shoot your people at any time! "A Tongmu really agreed.
"Don't try any tricks, our crossbows are also on the strings!" Song Che waved his hand, and the army began to retreat back to the agreed two hundred steps. Only then did both sides release the prisoners and civilians as agreed.
The exchange of prisoners was carried out in an orderly manner. Soon, the common people arrived in front of the formation, and the Dijon prisoners also entered the city smoothly.
Just as the city gate closed, a burst of fighting suddenly sounded——
"Boom!" There was a loud noise from behind the city gate, and then the city gate collapsed! Song Che interspersed a hundred warriors among the prisoners, tied black gunpowder to his waist, and once he sneaked into the city, he blasted the city gate!
"Kill!" Jiang Yuntian led the cavalry and attacked the city gate with shields in hand. Only then did A Tongmu realize that he had fallen into a trap, and hurriedly exclaimed: "Hurry! Guard the city gate!" Dijon fired his crossbows and gathered ground troops, intending to attack instead of defend again, but the beam cavalry was too fast and was still Before they could react, Jiang Yuntian rode Juechen alone, braved the rain of arrows, reined up his horse and jumped over the trench ravine, and cut the iron ropes of the suspension bridge with a sword energy!
The cavalry swarmed in through the city gate and, in coordination with the warriors who had previously pretended to be prisoners, attacked Ningling City.
Soon the infantry followed and rushed into the city like a torrent!
"Boom! Boom! Boom..." The long-range artillery strike caused the Dijon troops on the city wall to flee!
The two sides fought fiercely for half an hour, and finally on the eve of darkness, the Daliang military flag was planted on the city wall. Song Che then entered Ningling under the escort of the female swordsmen.
Corpses were everywhere, piled up like mountains, with broken limbs and arms, and blood stained the ground... The cruelty of the war was so shocking that it made people numb.
Dijon has 70,000 to 80,000 defenders in Ningling. Although the east city gate has been breached and other areas of the city are still fighting, the outcome is doomed.
It wasn't until Xu Shi that the battle ended completely. The burning houses lit up the whole city, and no matter how deep and heavy the snow fell, it was difficult to extinguish it.
Song Che and the female swordsmen set up several large pots on the street, boiled the grain and rice found in the Dijon warehouse, and distributed equal amounts while serving porridge.
These grains belong to the people of Ningling. The common people held bowls, mouthfuls of rice porridge, and tears.
"Da da da..." There was a sound of horse hooves. Jiang Yuntian rode his horse back, dragging the Dijon behind him, who had been beaten to a bloody pulp.
"This bastard wants to put on our clothes and fish in troubled waters. I recognized him at a glance!" Song Che grabbed the Dijon man and came to Song Che and the other people. It was none other than the man who had just stood on the city wall. Go up to the arrogant Dijon guard Atongmu.
"You beast, give back my daughter's life and my daughter's innocence!"
"Kill him! Beat him to death!"
"It's too easy to beat him to death. Eat his flesh, drink his blood, twitch his tendons, and peel off his skin!" The people of Ningling swarmed forward and vented their anger in their own way.
Atongmu's scream was the most beautiful sound in the dark night. …
