After the Yuan soldiers were thwarted in the frontal attack on the North City Gate, they soon launched an attack on the East City Gate in accordance with the will of the leading soldiers.

The reason for his request for Gong Buban's order to issue this military order was to show the enemy weakness first, give the red turban thieves in the city some sweetness, and then attack them when they were slacking off, and work together with Pan Cheng to break the city.

The "sweetness" in his mouth is not only slightly sweet, but also has a strong salty and fishy smell, which is the blood that bursts out of the flesh of every soldier before his death.

Nearly a thousand people died in two quarters of an hour in the first round of attacks with only feint intentions, and as soldiers on the battlefield, ordinary soldiers could only rush to the city wall with ladders one after another.

I knew I was going to die, but I had to die.

Because for them, the only way to survive is to be found in despair.

A dozen pounds weighing nearly six meters from the top of the city was enough to smash the skull of a soldier, a recruit who had been captured into the barracks had never seen such a scene before, but as soon as he howled and rushed to the city, his comrades who climbed the ladder above his head were smashed in the head.

It was only when the blood and milky brains that flew into the air poured into his face that he realized how close he was to hell.

He first knelt on the ground and vomited out all the food he had eaten early in the morning and last night, then dropped his weapon and turned to run.

He doesn't want to die!

But when he finally ran back to the front again in a panting pant under the rain of arrows, the leader of the army Chihu ruthlessly waved the butcher's knife at him.

Escapees, die!

When a certain battlefield is launched in a certain place at a certain time in the world, then the most precious life of a person can only be measured by a pale number.

"Report! Most of the first brothers who attacked the north gate were killed or wounded! ”

Qianhu didn't frown when he heard such a report, but just beckoned to the herald in the rear: "Let the second group of people go up immediately!" Be sure to climb the walls before noon! ”

In addition to the numbers, material allocation, and morale of the troops on both sides, the most important thing to test in siege warfare is the ruthlessness of the commanders on both sides.

On this point alone, if the commander of the Yuan soldiers is an excellent general, it is also well deserved.

But is that really the case?

Behind him, General Mu Chong, who was carrying out the task of "guarding", led the soldiers to see everything that Qianhu did.

Most of the first batch of people who rushed to their deaths were displaced people captured by these officers, and this was a decision made by several thousand households in the outpost camp by taking advantage of each other's tacit understanding.

The more these homeless people who can replace the empty salary military households die, the more military salaries they can covet Mo, otherwise how can an ordinary soldier leader give Mu Chong such a sword and a good horse?

They turned a deaf ear to the howls of these outcasts when they died tragically, and only regarded the sound of the clashing blades as the sound of the silver ingots in their arms, cruel and pleasant.

Even the weapons and armor temporarily issued to them were rusty and inferior products, and for every exile who was not a military household died, countless military and political dignitaries could suck a mouthful of the blood of the imperial court.

Why is the treasury so empty?

Could it be that it was really ten taels of silver and a hundred taels of silver during the time of Wuzong?

No, it was a rotten dynasty that had eaten the countless maggots in one bite.

These people stood on a high ground beyond the reach of civilians, fiddling with their lives and deaths, so that the fleeing homeless man was still thinking a moment before he died: Am I wrong? Shouldn't I have come to the barracks to fill my stomach?

Mu Chong had clenched his fists unconsciously, and there was a gurgling sound at his knuckles, although this had long been diluted by the terrifying sound on the battlefield, but Mu Chong's heart was a loud sound of one plan after another, far heavier and more sad than the sound bell on the top of the great light.

At this moment, Mu Chong seemed to be able to see countless souls wandering on the battlefield, they were at a loss, and there was darkness in front of them, even if they were under the scorching sun......

At this moment, Mu Conflict felt that the Mingjiao that he hated the most in the past had become somewhat reasonable in his rhetoric of coaxing the people.

After the endless darkness, there will be light......

It's a pity you can't see it.

Mu Chong sighed, and at this moment he understood why the ancestors of the Mu family had set the rule that the Mu family would follow the Wen family for generations to die.

Wen Tianxiang back then may be the light in the hearts of the people of the Southern Song Dynasty......

Mu Chong then thought of the young man who said that it was none of his business, but kept mediating around the Red Turban Army.

What a blessing to be a brother with someone like you! Thank you for giving me the opportunity to slaughter these wicked creatures with your own hands......

Mu Chong subconsciously held the sword on his waist, and the voice of hatred became louder and louder in his head, as if the thousand households in front of him were the culprits who caused his family to be ruined.

"Boss!"

The shadow guard beside Mu Chong eagerly grabbed him, and from the beginning of this war, he could see that Mu Chong's eyes were starting to become wrong, and at this moment, he seemed to be even more enchanted, so he called Mu Chong out loud.

Mu Chong was startled, and then realized that he had almost made a big mistake, if he really killed Qianhu at this time, then these innocent people really died in vain!

"Leave him to me when the war starts, and I'll finish him off with my own hands." Mu Chong didn't whisper this time, but said it clearly word by word.

The shadow guard nodded and didn't speak, but Mu Chong's words were heard by the leader Qianhu, and he turned his head and asked suspiciously, "Who are you talking about?" ”

Mu Chong smiled, looked directly into Qianhu's eyes and replied, "Naturally, it's those thieves." ”

Qianhu shook his head: "You don't have to think about earning military merits by killing the enemy, you can just protect me later, and the credit will be indispensable to you when the time comes!" ”

"Thank you, sir." Mu Chong responded respectfully, but his right hand holding the hilt of the sword became more and more forceful.

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, Gong Buban, who was sitting in the rear, actually patted the horse in person, and after briefly inquiring about some information, he looked at the head of Runing City with confidence.

Gong Buban quickly noticed Guan Duo at the head of the city, and asked curiously, "Who is that person?" Archery is good. ”

After confirming it, Qianhu replied seriously: "General Hui, that person is one of the leaders of the red turban thieves, named Guan Duo, and his archery skills are indeed good. ”

Gong Buban snorted coldly: "This thief's archery skills are not bad!" It's a pity that it can't be used by me, otherwise I will have multiple followers when hunting. ”

When the leader Qianhu heard this, his heart moved, and he immediately called the left and right to come over with bows and arrows, and said arrogantly: "How could the Mongolian man fall in front of this group of thieves?" General, look at me, I'm going to shoot this thief!" ”