Chapter 341: The Fall of Tongling

As a result, the letters for help were constantly sent to Wuzhen, and the continuous letters for help made the little grandfather Xu Wenjue very annoying. It is said that at this time, Xu Wenjue should lead the army to be stationed near Tongling, but the flow is strong, Xu Wenjue is afraid that something will go wrong, so he traps himself in it and stays in Wuzhen. At present, the Xuanfu army has held Luzhou City, and recaptured Shucheng, Gushan and Lengshuiguan and other places, the possibility of Liukou forcibly crossing the Wujiang River is almost equal to zero, and it is completely meaningless for the Beijing battalion soldiers and horses to garrison Wuzhen, but Xu Wenjue is still unwilling to leave for Tongling. Xu Wenjue also wanted to crisscross the battlefield, but as soon as he moved his real style, his legs trembled, and he sighed in vain!

Now that Wu Shixun wants to send reinforcements again, Grandpa Xu is very embarrassed, shaking the letter and constantly complaining: "What does Wu Shixun want to do, he will not stop until he has to leave all the soldiers and horses around his son?" Most of the troops have been transferred to Tongling, what else does he want from his son? ”

Several staff generals and guerrilla generals next to him had distorted faces when they heard this, and some of them even held back laughter, but fortunately they tried their best to hold back. The little grandfather is really speechless, the old man threw the little grandfather into the army to experience, and he was counting on sharpening it, so that the little grandfather could take over, the little grandfather was good, and if there was danger, he would shrink back, and this is still a hairy experience?

Now defending Tongling is the most important thing, even if all the troops are thrown into it, it is worth it, and the little grandfather, if there is no 20,000 or 30,000 troops around him, he will not sleep well. The little grandfather wanted to go back to Nanjing, but unfortunately, he was afraid of the old man's killing stick, so he didn't dare to go back. The soldiers also waited in Wuzhen to see the scenery, which has made many people unhappy.

Another day later, another letter was delivered to Wuzhen, and Xu Wenjue had to take this letter seriously, because this letter was sent by his father Xu Hongji. After reading the letter, Xu Wenjue put on a bitter gourd face, and it was as bitter as it was. Xu Hongji used harsh words, ordering the soldiers and horses of the Wuzhen Beijing camp to rush to the aid of Tongling. Putting the letter on the table, he snorted unhappily, "Wu Shixun, you old guy, you are good enough to do things, and you actually stabbed the old man, hmph, isn't it just to rush to Tongling?" Is it okay for this son to go? The old man is also yes, he doesn't cherish his son's life at all. ”

The generals looked at each other, and no one dared to answer. The little grandfather is always confused, how good is this! He didn't want to think about it, could Wu Shixun not understand what was going on? Now that the war in Tongling is urgent, Wuzhen has not sent troops for a long time, he must have to think of some other way, besides, even if Wu Shixun doesn't say it, the old man won't know about Wuzhen? The little grandfather is still too naïve, he really thinks that if he hides in Wuzhen, the old man doesn't know anything?

With Xu Hongji's strict order, Xu Wenjue could only order all departments to open and send troops to Tongling. The staff general of the avant-garde battalion, Luo Yangxing, led the troops, and the various departments followed one after another, but Xu Wenjue's headquarters dragged last.

Wuzhen is not far from Tongling, and in half a day, the vanguard arrived at Nijianghe Town in the north of Tongling. Now that Nijianghe Town has completely fallen into the hands of the peasant army, in order to prevent the Beijing camp reinforcements from continuing to pour into the Tongling battlefield, Li Zicheng even sent Li Yan to Nijianghe Town. The soldiers and horses of Wuzhen came, so naturally they couldn't hide it from Li Yan, who had already let a few soldiers and horses ambush on the south bank of the Nijiang River, waiting for the officers and soldiers to come.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the warmest time of the day, Luo Yangxing's unit entered the ambush array of the peasant army. Although the avant-garde battalion led by Luo Yangxing is not as good as the Tuishan battalion, it is also a very capable soldier and horse in the 16th battalion of Nanjing.

Luo Yang is calm and calm, and Li Yan, who has always lived in the rear, also has maturity and stability beyond his age. Seeing that Luo's soldiers and horses were not chaotic, he was not in a hurry, but said to the heralds under his command: "Tell the people on the left and right wings that there is no need to fight, withdraw and go to the shore to wait." Also, the archers who had been ambushed before were not allowed to fire an arrow without my order. ”

"Yes" The herald hurried away, Li Yan hugged his arms, and observed the battlefield in the distance for a long time. Beside him, there were several leaders of Nongming County, the youngest of whom was thirteen years older than Li Yan, but they didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction. At the beginning, when Li Zicheng asked them to obey Li Yan's orders, everyone saw that Li Yan was young, and they were not convinced, and even made difficulties many times, but they were all easily dealt with by Li Yan.

Against the officers and soldiers, Li Yan made good arrangements and did not see panic, which made them feel ashamed of themselves on the battlefield. Gradually, the resentment in my heart also subsided. No matter where you are, as long as you are in the barracks, if you have real skills, it is easy to be respected by others.

Li Yan ordered the left and right flanks to withdraw from the battlefield, and Luo Yangxing quickly noticed that he did not let his soldiers and horses form a formation, but still maintained a dense defensive posture. However, Luo Yangxing still had some doubts in his heart, and he didn't know what the other party wanted to do.

At the other end, the soldiers and horses of Wuzhen have come to the Nijiang River one after another, even Xu Wenjue's Chinese army is less than five miles away from the Nijiang River at this time. The follow-up soldiers and horses crossed the river, but this time it was not as smooth as before, halfway through the river, I saw many heads popping up on the opposite bank, and then there was a rain of arrows, and everyone was caught off guard.

The generals of the various departments obviously did not expect to encounter this situation, Luo Yang's avant-garde battalion has been in front for most of the day, and there are still a large number of ambushes hidden by the river, which is too weird. Under a rain of arrows, the speed of crossing the river dropped rapidly.

Xu Wenjue drove his horse to arrive, and when he saw the army on the north bank, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Why are you stopping?" Hurry up and cross the river, all of them are blocked from blowing the cold wind here? Would you like to get you some fires? Xu Wenjue was very angry, he was tired enough, so he wanted to cross the river and take a good rest, but he didn't expect to come to the river, and a group of people all stopped.

Someone hurriedly came over and told him what was going on, and when he heard that there were a large number of peasant troops ambushed on the opposite bank, and there was a rain of arrows, Xu Wenjue was immediately startled. In fact, if Xu Wenjue had enough experience in leading troops, he would definitely be able to judge that there would not be too many ambushes on the other side, because Tongling City was the main battlefield. But Xu Wenjue has no experience, and he is still a little stubborn and self-serving, and he doesn't listen to the persuasion of others.

Sensing the danger ahead, Xu Wenjue immediately ordered: "Go around to the east, go around from the northeast, one by one, and the rogue in front of you is stopping, do you have to go from here?" The whole army listened to the order, targeted Ogigang, and made a detour to aid Tongling. ”

Several generals and guerrilla generals were dumbfounded, and one of the generals was about to smoke, arched his hands and said: "Little grandfather, don't do it, it's an extra two days to detour from here to Ogi Port." There is a way that the soldiers are fast, and it's okay for us to run more legs, but the last general is afraid that Tongling won't be able to hold out for so long. ”

Xu Wenjue glared at each other, and said angrily: "If Wu Shixun can't even last these two days, it's his waste." Hmph, besides, listen to you, or to me? Do you want you to command, this son is still happy to be idle! ”

Seeing that Xu Wenjue was really angry, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and no one dares to say anything. The army made a detour, but it was nothing, but this made Luo Yang's sex miserable. Luo Yangxing fought on the other side for a long time, and found that the follow-up soldiers and horses had not yet come, and then the herald sent an order to retreat, and Luo Yangxing was stunned at that time. It's good to be a pioneer yourself, why is the little grandfather going to take a detour? With this detour, his own vanguard will become a lone army behind the palace.

Luo Yangxing knows his little grandfather too well, and eighty percent of this little ancestor is cowardly again. Seeing that the situation was not good, Luo Yangxing immediately ordered the soldiers and horses to retreat, and when he moved, Li Yan naturally would not let go of the opportunity, so he ordered the left and right wings to press up again, and this time, Luo Yangxing's avant-garde battalion fell into a bitter battle. The avant-garde battalion fought and retreated, and under the response of the rear soldiers and horses, it finally withdrew to the north bank, but the battle damage could be checked, and the casualties were one-third, and Luo Yangxing almost didn't cry.

The little grandfather can trick people, how can he lead troops to fight like this? It's easy to change your plan, it's like child's play. Luo Yangxing was not angry, but he couldn't say anything at this time, no matter how dissatisfied he was, he had to wait until he returned to Nanjing to report to his husband. With the little grandfather, there is no reason to talk about it, this young master can do whatever he wants, and he doesn't know anything about military affairs.

Under the order of Xu Wenjue, the soldiers and horses of Wuzhen chose to make a detour to Ogigang, and after learning the news, the chief soldier Wu Shixun stared at the sky and sighed. It will take at least two days to travel through Ogigang, and Wu Shixun doesn't know if he can stay for two more days with the current situation?

In contrast, the Wuzhen reinforcements were forced to reroute, but the peasant army was greatly boosted. There are no worries, and Wang Yan's subordinates have joined the Tongling battlefield, which makes the dilapidated Tongling City even worse. At this time, Li Zicheng changed the siege strategy again, not only increased the siege efforts, but even separated the attack waves, wave after wave, never stopped, and even after nightfall, the attack did not stop.

Attacking the city at night is beneficial to the defenders, but Li Zicheng doesn't care, he seems to be more willing to sacrifice more lives to gnaw the hard bone of Tongling.

The night was non-stop siege, and the defenders of Tongling did not even have time to rest. At this point, all the defending cities, rolling Mouton oil and other things have been used up, and all the pits are filled with human lives, to this extent, the nerves of both sides are tense, and it depends on which side can't hold it first. Obviously, it was more difficult for the defenders of Tongling to hold out.

In the second half of the night, many soldiers could no longer hold on to leaning against the city wall and took a nap, and they could not wake up when they shouted.

The spirit and body of the Tongling defenders have all reached the limit, even if Wu Shixun can boost morale, to this extent, it will not be able to change the overall situation.

Finally, the eastern city of Tongling began to loosen, and the peasant army attacked the city again, this time, the gap was no longer filled as quickly as before, but was torn bigger and bigger, and the speed was so fast that people could not react. And this time, it was still the strong man Liu Zongmin who led the troops to rush to the city.

It took less than an hour for the eastern wall to fall from the opening of the gap to the fall of all of them. The biggest impact of the fall of the eastern wall was the collapse of morale. The breath that had been holding on finally collapsed, and the morale was like the tide that burst the embankment, and it could never be recovered.

Dongcheng was in chaos, and then the peasant army had been attacking the southern city, and for a time Tongling was in an emergency, the smoke and dust were billowing, and the sound of fighting was from far and near.

Wu Shixun's long knife was on the ground, his long hair was scattered, and his helmet had long since rolled down. At this moment, he knew in his heart that Tongling couldn't hold it.

Gu Changhe had a spear in his hand, like a long street Shura, covered in blood. Finally came to Wu Shixun's side, he shouted loudly: "General Wu, withdraw, Tongling can't be defended, if you don't withdraw, it's too late." ”

Wu Shixun looked up to the sky and sighed, two lines of turbid tears flowed down, the wind at night was so cold, the cold cardiac arrest, he clenched the handle of the knife, but the voice was extremely desolate, "Tongling is not guaranteed, you and I are both sinners...... Back then, the Japanese were rampant, and their peers stood tall, but I didn't expect it to fall in the hands of you and me today......"

Gu Changhe was shocked, he clearly felt that Wu Shixun already had the heart to die in battle. Now I was even more anxious, "Mr. Wu, don't think about it too much, this matter is right or wrong, I will talk about it later, there are still more than 30,000 brothers in the city fighting, but all look at you, not for yourself, for the sake of these 30,000 brothers, please cheer ......up Mr. Wu."

These words fell on my ears, like an initiation. Wu Shixun was a determined person, and when he came back to his senses, he pulled out his knife and walked towards the south gate unwillingly.

"Send a signal, all the departments in the city will gather in the south of the city and break through in the direction of Ogi Port......"

Ogi Port, when I talk about this place, I feel a sense of sadness in my heart. Is the little grandfather to blame? Or should I thank the little grandfather?

Wu Shixun gathered the remnants of the army to break through from the southern city, and in order to survive, all the soldiers under his command took the lead. Li Zicheng is not an insatiable person, since Tongling City is already within reach, there is no need to chase the officers and soldiers. Now the officers and men still have the strength to fight, and they may not be able to get any benefits if they are in a hurry.

By the early morning of the next day, Wu Shixun was defeated all the way, and when he reached the vicinity of Ogi Port, there were only more than 20,000 people left in his army. At dawn, when the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds and drove away the cold, Wu Shixun's defeated army also encountered the reinforcements from Wuzhen, who had arrived late.

Facing Xu Wenjue, who was at a loss, Wu Shixun didn't want to say a word. If it weren't for his husband's face, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but pick up a knife to cut people.

After the fall of Tongling, Li Zicheng quickly deployed heavy troops in Tongling, and built fortifications on both sides of the Nijiang River, with a great tendency to use Tongling as a base and radiate from all directions.

When the news reached Yingtianfu in Nanjing, the officials of the six departments in Nanjing all changed color, and the news was so shocking and so big that they couldn't even cover it if they wanted to. The news of the fall of Tongling quickly spread throughout Nanzhili, and for a while, in response to the rumors of Tianfu, the local gentry and magnates petitioned one after another, asking the imperial court to quickly block the liukou. There are also many people who have begun to pack up their fines and prepare to go north along the river to take refuge in Yangzhou.

In short, Nanzhili is messed up!