It turned out that Wang Wenzuo led his convoy to the fire and ate at the two arrows in front of the Chaichuan Gate. He also sent people to call for battle. He showed his arrogance in order to lure the Baekje people out to attack him. However, the Baekje people put so much grain in Chaichuan Gate, so the defender must not be a fool, so Wang Wenzuo estimated that the enemy general would not simply attack from the front. Therefore, after arriving yesterday, he did not camp close to the camp. Instead, after surveying the terrain around Chaichuan Gate, he sent Cui Hongdu to lead a hundred crossbowmen and fifty cavalry at dawn on the only road leading to the riverbank where the Tang army set up camp. In a forest of mixed trees, they led the main force to the Chaichuan Gate after dawn. They lined up the carts as a barrier, leaving no defense behind, allowing the soldiers to warm themselves and eat under the eyes of the Baekje people. Sure enough, Miao Fu fell into his trap and asked his lieutenant to lead two hundred cavalry around the back of the Tang army. He wanted to attack from the front and back, but the two hundred men who didn't want to go around stepped into the trap that Wang Wenzuo had set in advance, and arrows rained down. Falling, corpses fell in rows, the cavalry rushed out of the woods, and the Baekje people were defeated.
"Damn the Tang people, they actually set a trap!" Miao Fu punched the railing of the watchtower, causing snow to fly everywhere. Standing at a high place, he could see clearly: the roundabout detachment had been cut into two sections by the ambushed Tang army. The head and tail were not allowed to look at each other. They were retreating to the fields beside the road on the right. The knee-deep snow on the fields made the deserters move. The hardship became a living target for the Tang Army's crossbowmen standing on the road. Bodies were scattered on the white snow, and the Baekje people's screams and begging for mercy went straight into the sky.
"Open the door and get out of the city!"
"Yes, kill the Tang people and leave no trace behind!"
"Yes, we can't sit back and watch our companions be killed!"
Facing the shouts of everyone, Miao Fu gradually calmed down. He believed that the enemy who set the trap would definitely not have set a second trap for himself.
"What do you think this is about? Are you watching a show? Shut up and go back to your seats!" The voice cut through the noise of the crowd, like a sharp sword cutting through grease.
Everyone was silent and immediately turned around to leave. Miao Fu forced himself to look back and continued to observe the battle. Every black spot on the snow made his heart twitch violently - "Everyone who died here is because of you." You were stupid and didn’t see through the enemy’s tricks. You owe them just as the Tang Dynasty owes you!”
The short ambush battle had come to an end. Most of the Baekje people either laid down their weapons and surrendered, or turned into corpses. Only a few escaped - even so they left behind their armor to reduce the burden of running on the snow. Cui Hongdu did not pursue the fleeing enemies. He ordered the heads to be cut off, collected the trophies, and then returned to the camp with the prisoners.
"Everything is as Saburo expected!" Cui Hongdu sat cross-legged on the deerskin mat, spitting: "The Baekje people wanted to go around and attack us from behind, but they didn't want the mantis to catch the cicada or the oriole behind, so I happened to catch him. Stay!"
"Are we losing a lot?" Gu Cihang asked
"Big loss?" Cui Hongdu laughed: "Let's put it this way, ten of them died, and not one of us died. The crossbowmen alone killed fifty or sixty people. Tsk, tsk, this victory can be regarded as hearty. Got it!"
"It's just an appetizer!" Wang Wenzuo smiled: "The main show hasn't started yet. As long as Chaichuan Gate is not taken, the outcome will not be determined. The advantage is still on their side!"
Everyone around the fire nodded silently. Winter on the Korean Peninsula is no joke. Although it is much warmer in the south than in the north, it is still common to see temperatures below minus ten degrees. It is not surprising for dozens or hundreds of people and animals to freeze to death and suffer frostbite after a night of camping. As long as the delay continues, the Tang Army will definitely suffer, so Wang Wenzuo must make a quick decision.
"The whole army is in armor, first bombard the enemy camp with scorpions!"
Following Wang Wenzuo's order, the soldiers of the Tang Army began to assemble the "Scorpion" ballista on the cart. There was enough ammunition scattered on the rocky river beach. The bullet flew towards the outer wall of Chaichuan Gate. At first, the Baekje people didn't take it seriously - they thought it was a lever trebuchet. This kind of siege machinery was very common in the war with the Silla people. Although its power and range were amazing, its hit rate was very low. It's touching - it's okay for destroying city walls and houses, but not for shooting small targets such as people and horses. The rate of fire is very slow and it's easy to be damaged. The Chaikawa Gate is very strong and has enough materials to repair it. But they were soon surprised to find that the Tang people were not trying to destroy the wall, but were shooting at the guards on the wall, and they were shooting very accurately. Many people standing on the wall were beaten to pieces by stone bullets. What's even more frightening is that the stone bullets fired by the Tang people weighed more than two kilograms. Stone bullets of this weight were enough to destroy the parapet wall of the civil structure, not to mention shields and armor. The Baekje people standing on the wall became He became a living target of the Tang army. Three hundred meters is beyond the range of all crossbows. In other words, the Baekje people can only be beaten and cannot fight back.
"General, this can't go on like this. No one is willing to go up the wall anymore!"
"Yes, if you go up there, you will die. We are not afraid of death. No one will be afraid of fighting with swords against knives and spears against spears. But it is too uncomfortable to die like this!"
"Come out and fight to the death with the Tang people, it's better than being worn down by them bit by bit like this!"
"Yes, rush out, knife to knife, gun to gun, one for another!"
The shouts around him grew louder and louder, and Miao Fu felt as if he was surrounded by the sea and could be drowned at any time. Those familiar faces seemed so strange and scary at the moment.
"You will definitely win if you go out?" Miao Fu frowned, and there were deep cracks on his forehead.
“Winning is not guaranteed, but it’s better than this!”
"Why fight if you can't win?" Miao Fu's voice raised the tone, overwhelming all the voices: "Who knows if the Tang people have a trap waiting for us? Have you forgotten the defeat just now? If we lose, your My parents, wife and children will be taken back and fall into the hands of the Tang people, and they will be at the mercy of the Tang people. If you stay in the village, you will die, but you will not lose!"
"How long will it last?"
"Stay until the Tang people retreat. It's winter now, they are in the fields, and we have a house!"
The shouts subsided, and Miao Fu could see the anger and dissatisfaction in a pair of eyes, but at least they were no longer aggressive. He exhaled a long breath and made his voice as soft as possible: "Leave a few sentinels and everyone else go down the wall to rest. It is in our interest to drag them down!"
"The Baekje people have withdrawn from the wall!" Shen Fanseng shook his head and said: "There are no targets to shoot at. Do you want the gunner to change to heavier stone bullets and bombard the wall directly?"
