The two sides directly entered the hand-to-hand combat stage, and the captive army was organized on the basis of squads, firmly guarding the gap.

As long as one of the Western Xia troops comes in, one will be killed!

Looking at this scene of battle, Chen Yan felt extremely lucky, fortunately, the speed of the Dang Captive Army attacking the city was fast enough, and when the defenders of Zhehe City did not react, they had already attacked the city.

Otherwise, it will not be the Western Xia army that will shed blood now, but the Dang army!

……

Looking at the battle of Orihe City in the distance, Richard Goha frowned.

The casualties of Western Xia are not serious, in a short period of time, there have been hundreds of casualties, but they are still not able to attack Zhehe City, and the enemy's defense line is still solid.

Although these hundreds of people are really nothing compared to the base of hundreds of thousands of troops, they still make Richard Goha worried.

In particular, the weapons of the Swinging Army, the iron balls that can explode fireballs and make thunder, and the iron pipe-shaped weapons that can shoot lead......

He didn't even hear of these weapons, he had heard of them every time!

He hesitated a little, how many lives did Xixia have to fill in this time to take the fortified city in front of him!

"Withdraw your troops for now!"

At the command of Richard Geha, the Tanguts, who were desperately attacking, retreated like a tide, and achieved nothing except for leaving hundreds of corpses under the city.

……

That night, in the big tent of the Western Xia army, a kind of Western Xia generals, Richard Geha, Ren Dejing, Yeli Rongge, Yeli Rongde...... Gather together to discuss the situation of the war.

"Marshal, our army is fighting well today, why did it suddenly withdraw its troops?"

Ren Dejing asked with some doubts.

Richard Geha shook his head.

"If you can't attack it, it won't be a waste of life if you continue, the morale of the enemy army is high, and it's not so easy to break the city."

"What do you mean?"

Brother Yeli Rong asked.

"Siege! After besieging them to death in the city of Zhehe for several months, I don't believe that their morale can still be so strong. ”

Richard said.

"But Marshal, our army's food and grass?"

Yeli Rongde said with a wink.

"Yes, Marshal, our army only carried half a month's worth of grain and grass, and was originally going to Zhehe City to replenish, but ......"

A general on the side said, his eyes glancing at Yeli Rongde intentionally or unintentionally.

Yeli Rongde sighed, he had to carry this pot, who told him to lose Zhehe City in one day.

By the way, a large number of supplies in Zhehe City were lost.

You know, those materials were accumulated in the entire Western Xia for several years, and they were served in one pot......

The population of Western Xia was small, and the national strength was not strong, that is, it was only by relying on the good combat effectiveness of the army that it could gain a foothold between Song and Liao, and even the Jin State was unable to destroy them.

However, the loss of this large number of materials is enough to make Xixia break his muscles and bones!

They are not big dogs in the Song Dynasty, poor horses!

"Is it too late to let Wang Cheng send it?"

Brother Yeli Rongde asked, Yeli Rongde is a member of the Yeli family like him, and the two are still very close cousins, so he has to excuse Yeli Rongde.

"It's too late, it will take at least half a month to transport grain and grass from Wangcheng, not counting the time required to go to the report on the road, and the time it takes to prepare grain and grass over there in Wangcheng."

Someone shook his head and said.

"So we're doomed to go without food for days?"

Someone questioned.

"Maybe more than that."

Ren Dejing said.

"Even if it's in time, it's not good, the spring ploughing has just passed, and there are not many reserves on the Wangcheng side, and we still have to feed the people of Wangcheng, so it's impossible to send them to us."

A general who has always been at odds with the Nori family said.

"Meaning, we can only choose to storm the city?"

Brother Ye Lirong's face was extremely ugly.

"Could it be that you have a way to force them out of the city to fight us in the field?"

The man didn't give any face, and asked directly.

"Perhaps, not for nothing."

Richard said as he touched his chin.

"What tricks does the big guy have?"

Ren Dejing quickly praised him, looking unusually eye-catching.

"Go and catch some Han slaves, if they don't go out of the city to fight in the field, then kill, kill until they come out."

Richard said in a cold tone, in his place, it seems that human life is the least valuable thing.

"Dashuai, those Han slaves are the private property of the major tribes, can they give them?"

There was no trace of unbearability in Ren Dejing's tone, and he selectively forgot that he was actually a Han person.

"Hmph, is that what they say?! Is it not good to deceive the knife in my hand?! ”

There was already a hint of murderous intent in Richard Goha's voice.

……

At the same time, in the city of Zhehe, the Dang army was also holding a meeting to discuss how to force the Western Xia army to storm the city at any cost, so as to consume the last drop of blood of the Western Xia army.

Chen Yan sat at the top of the seat, looking at the map hanging on the wall with a faint gaze.

"Let's talk about it, how can we force the Western Xia army to storm Zhehe City?"

The people below began to talk about it, and the staff began to calculate and deduce various possibilities.

After a long time, Chen Yan looked at the people in the staff and said in disbelief.

"Are you sure that the current Western Xia army is short of food and grass?"

"Metropolitan Governor, it should be insufficient, we are making a general calculation according to the national strength of Western Xia, and now there are at most twenty days of rations in the Western Xia military camp, and if you want to transfer food from Xingqing Mansion, it shouldn't work."

"Governor, how about we go out of the city and attack the camp of the Western Xia army at night and burn their grain and grass?"

Li Wu opened his mouth to suggest.

Chen Yan bowed slightly, and looked at the people in the staff department.

"Extrapolate the feasibility."

Then he turned his gaze to the others and asked in a loud voice.

"What do you think about that?"

A group of high-ranking members of the Swing Army began to discuss, stating various possibilities, and then vetoing them one by one.

After a few moments, the plan of action was finally decided.

"Governor Dadu, his subordinates are willing to lead a night attack on the Western Xia army camp!"

Hu Poyu stood up with a resolute face and said, Now the Dangyu Army, if you don't count the beggar army, has a total of one battalion and 6,000 troops.

He had just been promoted to the rank of lieutenant of the Fifth Colonel, and he was also one of the top leaders of the Dangling Army.

So I'm qualified to participate in this meeting.

"Are you sure? If you go, there's a real chance that you won't be able to come back? ”

Chen Yan just looked at Hu Poyu and said.

Hu Poyu is now considered a high-level soldier in the army, he doesn't want the high-level to make senseless sacrifices, such high-risk tasks are generally led by middle-level officers.

Needless to say, if you fail, most of the time you won't be able to come back, but if you succeed, this middle-level officer will almost be promoted to the top of the Dao!

"The subordinates are willing to give it a try, everything is for the revival of Huaxia!"

Hu Poyu's eyes were full of fanaticism and said.

Since the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the Han people have been trembling under the iron hooves of foreign races, and although the Chinese culture is still brilliant, it has fallen into a trough.