Chapter 261: Yin Soldiers
Half a year later, it was the spring of Jiaxi's third year.
Before the southern expedition, Chahan, the general of the Mongolian army, who was once full of ambition, did not expect that his 800,000-strong army had not broken through for more than half a year in just one Luzhou.
For this southern expedition, the 100,000 craftsmen of the Jin Kingdom who surrendered that year took great pains to continuously improve the iron artillery. Now when the iron cannon is fired, there is a fire in the muzzle, and the sound is hundreds of miles, and the power of the red-clothed cannon that catches up with the Manchu Qing Dynasty is simply a magic weapon for attacking the city.
But the strange inventions of Du Gao at the head of the city of Luzhou emerged one after another, and in order to prevent the Mongols from invading, hundreds of buildings had already been made in the city of Luzhou.
This kind of channeling building, with the circumference of two or three feet of chestnut jujube elm locust wood as a vertical wood, into the soil five or six feet, high zhang yu, on the horizontal wood, set up arrow window in the middle, under the sheep and horse wall, each floor can resist three cannons. Even if the city wall was damaged by the Mongol iron artillery, it was immediately repaired by this kind of raiding tower.
In this way, the city defense of Luzhou was even more impregnable, and the artillery battle between the Song army and the Mongolian army was ineffective for ten days and half a month. The commander of the Mongolian army, Chahan, built an earthen wall with a circumference of 60 miles and completely besieged the city of Luzhou.
But even so, after the siege for more than half a year, Luzhou City is still resisting stubbornly.
On the contrary, in the past three months, a mysterious unit has emerged on the periphery of the Luzhou battlefield, numbering about four or five hundred, and dressed extremely strangely. Every time this unit appeared, it was when the stars were scarce that month, and it never fought with the main force of the Mongolian army, and the opponent only picked the grain transportation team of the Mongolian army.
In three months, 27 grain convoys were wiped out at the hands of the opposing side. Food and grass are scarce, the morale of the army is unstable, and rumors even spread in the army, saying that they Mongols have killed too many people, resurrected the dead, and the Yin soldiers asked for their lives.
How could Chahan, who had fought on the battlefield for most of his life and killed countless people, believe in the theory of ghosts and gods.
But he had soldiers under his command. In addition to the Mongols, there were warriors from all over the world, including the Liao, Jin, Western Xia, Persian, Arab, and Central Asia, North Africa, and Eastern Europe.
Despite their valiant battles, almost all of them were religious, just as the Mongols believed in shamanism and believed in immortality.
Now the matter of unjust souls asking for their lives has caused panic in the army. At night, the always bold Mongolian soldiers did not dare to hang out alone, and even if they went out to release water, they had to be accompanied by many people.
If this continues, sooner or later there will be chaos in the army.
Pacing and wandering in the tent, Chahan, who was thinking about countermeasures, had just summoned a group of his generals for a meeting early in the morning, when an unkempt and ragged colonel rushed in.
He fell to the ground in a panic, and before the general Chahan could ask, the colonel shouted in horror: "There are ghosts." There are ghosts! Ghosts eat people, help! Haha, dead, all dead. ”
"Talking nonsense, demagoguery and bewitching the hearts of the army, come here, drag it down, behead."
The generals in the big tent didn't dare to plead, although they knew that this crazy little colonel was telling the truth. But all the warriors who fought against that unit. Even if they survive on the battlefield, there are very few people who don't go crazy.
Rather than keep shaking the morale of the army. Of course, Chahan will not be relentless in killing.
Seeing that the 732 heads of themselves outside the tent fell to the ground, Chahan, who had nothing to do, looked around at the generals in the tent with their heads bowed, but suddenly found that there was a person looking at him with a smile on his face.
This person was transferred from Henan half a month ago, because the other party was a general of the Jin State, and he was from Han nationality. Even if the official reached the marquis of ten thousand households, Chahan didn't pay attention to it.
At present, the war in Luzhou is not going well, and there are mysterious troops making chaos outside, and the tired Cha Rare seems to be confident, so he asked with a smile: "Degang." Why did he look at the old man with a smile on his face. Don't you know the origin of that mysterious force and have a way to deal with it? ”
Degang, the Han Wanhu Marquis Zhang Rou's word, the famous general of the Jin State surrendered to Mongolia, and now controls the soldiers and horses of Henan, and more than 30 cities in Henan are under his jurisdiction, which can be described as a veritable prince.
Seeing that Chahan was not fighting effectively, the Mongolian headquarters specially transferred Zhang Rou from Henan to the front line to help in the war. But this Chahan had always looked down on his Han background before, and he would not ignore Zhang Rou's opinions when marching to war.
Now he was annoyed by the mysterious troops, and Chahan, who had nothing to do, finally thought of him.
Zhang Rou, who was born in the Han Chinese, was not afraid of this mysterious army, and after the draft was completed, he said confidently: "Yes, Xia Guan does know a little about it.
For three months, I heard the voices of those who survived the fight against this force. Although most of them are not credible, at least we know the dress of this force.
The turbans are all black, covered with skull silver masks, and one man and two horses are good at riding and shooting. The horses were also wrapped in black cloth, and like the knights on the horses, only their eyes were exposed. Giving orders to fight, no drums or gold, and you can command freely just by crying ghosts and howling wolves, just saying this is really like a wronged soul asking for your life.
However, the marshal and the generals, like the lower officials, are all old men who have been fighting on the battlefield for many years. The theory of ghosts and gods is pure nonsense. If there were really ghosts and gods, wouldn't I have gone to hell long ago if I had killed so many people?
Therefore, this demagogic mysterious army outside the Luzhou battlefield is by no means a ghost but a human, and it is the Song army pretending to be. ”
The mysterious unit was pretended by Song Jun, didn't he know it?
Listening to this Han man Zhang Rou rambling and talking a bunch of nonsense, Chahan's face was full of dissatisfaction, he put away his smile, and asked with a big change in his attitude: "The old man you said knows it, and the generals also understand." The key is that the soldiers below don't know, it's all ghosts. If you start a war with fear, how can you win it? ”
"Old general, don't worry. Since this Song people don't want to be human beings and have to be ghosts, we might as well set up a bureau and let them become real ghosts. ”
It's just that this Zhang Rou really underestimates Li Mu's methods, and if he is an ordinary general, it is difficult not to be counted. But Li Mu, who has a translator of the language of the worlds, the crow is Li Mu's eyes and ears, and the wild wolf opens the way for Li Mu.
In response to the layout of the five hundred Yin soldiers under his command, Li Mu bypassed all of them and went straight to those real and defenseless grain transportation teams. For six nights in a row, it was a waste of time for the Mongolian army to lay traps, but they lost three grain convoys in a row, with more than 1,000 casualties and heavy losses.
Zhang Rou, the marquis of Wanhu, failed to offer a plan, and was scolded for being bloody, and Chahan, who couldn't think of a way, had no choice but to vent his grievances on Luzhou City, and ordered Zhang Rou to attack the city day and night, and gave him a desperate attack at all costs.
But the brainless assault has been ineffective for more than half a year, and now the old trick has little effect. Zhang Rou, who had been unable to conquer for a long time, was about to rest in the big tent that night, when he found that the candle flame had suddenly gone out, and there was another figure in the tent besides him.
Seeing that this figure was wearing the cloth shirt of the Mongolian warrior, but his face was wearing a skull silver mask, Zhang Rou was shocked and was about to call someone, but he found that he couldn't speak or move, so he could only open his eyes in horror and listen to the other party say:
"General Zhang, I heard you're looking for me?" (To be continued.) )