Chapter 42: You Have a Dream
The battle for the castle began in the morning and lasted until mid-afternoon.
Yang Jiao's elite in his hands was exhausted, and after a fierce battle, the black-blooded chief and his chieftain guards were driven down the city together, and the four-meter-high wooden wall jumped down like dumplings for a while.
The archers and javelinmen at the head of the wall took advantage of the opportunity to kill, wound and capture some of the enemy troops.
This kind of decisive battle that directly defeated the elite troops has already dealt a heartbreaking blow to more than 1,000 troops.
You must know that in ancient times and even in the Middle Ages, it was not the average quality of miscellaneous soldiers that determined the strength of an army, but the number and strength of its elite soldiers.
Yang Li won this bloody battle, and the whole battle can be said to have won half of it.
Now what Yulia has to do is to snipe the enemy chieftain with one blow.
The black-blooded Great Chief has a good brother named Dugucheng.
In other words, this Dugucheng was a well-qualified soldier in the Fenhe River Valley when he was a teenager, but later he accidentally became a fat man, and he was naturally inconvenient to move when he got into a fight, so he found another way and changed to use his brain.
Dugucheng lived next door to the family of the previous generation of black-blood chiefs when he was a child, and he often visited the house when he was a teenager, so he met Jiang Wansui's cousin.
That cousin was born with a beautiful face, in the barbaric era, it is a stunning beauty of the country and the city, according to the current aesthetic judgment, it is definitely an otaku killer, and there are hundreds of thousands of Internet celebrities who have hundreds of thousands of fans in minutes when they start a live broadcast.
When Jiang Wansui inherited his father's business and began to conquer the middle reaches of the Yellow River plus part of the North China Plain, Dugu Guoguo joined the ranks of the Black Blood Clan.
The big chief jumped off the city and stumbled, and the terror warrior from the riverbend picked up the stone axe and threw it at the chief, Dugu Cheng saw it in his eyes and couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Brother Jiang!" Dugucheng was like a hungry dog pounced, rubbing his body up, blocking between the flying axe and Jiang Banzai!
"Smack!"
The fat man failed to estimate the path and skipped the head.
"Ahh The black-blooded Great Chief screamed.
The stone axe smashed into Jiang Wansui's head as usual, directly smashing him into a mild concussion.
Yulia was about to pull the trigger when she saw a chubby figure between the muzzle of the gun and her head.
Although the sniper bullet can penetrate the human body and kill the target behind it, Yulia still hesitates a little to be safe.
Originally, this bullet hit, regardless of your titan body, you will be killed by the tiger and leopard.
It's just that the fat man who is obsessed with his cousin, the good brother of the black-blooded chieftain, and the good strategist of the clan, His Excellency Dugucheng, jumped in the wrong direction, and actually blocked between the bullet and Jiang Wansui's head.
It was too late to shoot, and looking through the sniper scope, the soldiers of the black blood tribe fought hard and rushed forward to snatch Jiang Wansui back.
Mao Mei shouted, even the people fighting on the city wall could hear the crazy sound, Yang Jiao could understand her angry mood from afar, but the bullets were not wasted.
In this way, the riverbend land was impregnable for a while.
The elite of the black blood clan has been defeated, or rather, although less than half of the casualties are lost, the spirit of winning a hundred battles is gone, and in the face of the cross-era bronze swordsman trained by Yulia, there is no longer the courage to fight.
So Yang Li planned to fight back.
The weather will only get colder and colder, and the besieging army under the city will lack food and clothing, so let them besiege the city, I am afraid that within seven days, the army will collapse by itself.
But just waiting for the besieging army to withdraw on their own was not the result Yang Li wanted, the population of about 1,500 or so was all slaves and hard labor prisoners in his eyes, and they were sent to the door to accept labor reform, how could they be easily let go.
Yang Jiao planned to attack at night.
But no matter how much you play tricks, the number of people is not enough, and in the face of an overwhelming number of people ten times your own, you will have more than enough tricks to play.
The Great Leader Yang finally set his sights on the slaves in the city.
Most of these slaves came from the exterminated White Rock tribe, and their living conditions in the Riverbend these days, except for the restriction of personal freedom, have exceeded the original level of food and daily life.
So although they have opinions on Yang Li, they are very limited, although they were punished for hard labor, but they were not given a clear time to serve, so they were worried.
Yang Li also understands this, but ploughing cattle and bronze farming tools have not yet been promoted, and the smelted metals are used to make weapons, and the overthrow of slavery by himself is naturally delayed.
However, in the current situation, we can take advantage of it......
Yang Jiao was awe-inspiring, appearing in front of the slaves, women and children in the city, and there seemed to be a golden divine light behind him.
"Do you want to be free?"
The slaves looked at each other, hesitated and hesitated, and finally said what everyone was acquiescent about.
"I don't want to."
Ahh
Yang Jiao was stunned, everyone is so loyal and supportive of slavery, it is really embarrassing for me Yang.
However, farmers who don't want to be free men are not good slaves, and I have to guide them.
Thinking of this, Yang Li cleared his throat again: "You guys...... Want land? ”
Everyone was silent, thinking about it, but you see, leader, your hometown is surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, even if we want land again, then we have to have a life to take it.
Seeing the light of hope in everyone's eyes, Yang Li finally felt that his flickering had some effect, so he then encouraged: "Not only the land, but also the arable land, you will also build a house on it, no installments, no mortgages, and no more than ten intermediary calls a day, if you want to marry a wife, you don't need a Mercedes-Benz BMW, don't you yearn for this kind of life?" ”
Everyone was shocked, what was the village chief going to do, did he really want to let his slaves be free again?
Is he about to break the evil slavery?
But no.
"So look at these men outside the wall, what good slaves they were, from the moment they set out on the way to invade the Bendlands, they were all guilty, every one of them was guilty...... You must know the outcome of the battle of the Lishan tribe, and the hard labor prisoners who fought bravely not only regained their freedom, but also received direct land and prisoners of war. You will be the masters of the newly cultivated land, and you will have slaves to serve you! Yang Li waved his fist, almost sticking a mustache to his lips and an armband on his arm.
"We, can we?" Below finally one person asked in disbelief.
Yang Jiao took out a stone spear as if he was juggling: "Of course, in the battle at noon, our warriors in the river bend have already defeated the strongest warriors of the Black Blood Alliance, and you only need to kill them from the city gate at night and capture their old, weak, sick and disabled." ”
The slaves below suddenly realized that the leader of Yang felt that there was not enough manpower to capture the prisoners, so he came to liberate us and mobilize everyone to arrest people together.
Yang Li smiled and nodded, his face was reflected in the evening torch and the red glow on the horizon, just like a cat who borrowed dried fish from the neighbor's old lady, he raised the stone spear: "Then who, come and be the first to pick up this weapon?" ”
"Pick it up, you're a good fighter!"
"Pick it up, pick up the hope of getting the land!"
"You're going to have a dream!"
"Do you want to work for your master for the rest of your life!"
"Don't you want to wield a little leather whip!"
"Join us, and you'll be part of the Riverlands!"
"Who, who's coming first?"
Finally, a young man couldn't hold it back, jumped out, and grabbed the stone spear: "Leader Yang, fight tonight, please let me take the lead!" ”
"Very well, what's your name?"
The young man was full of confidence, he swung the stone spear a few times, and hit several companions behind: "My name is Xuanyuan Guang, big leader, you can call me Guangguang!" ”
Hmph, this guy's spear skills are really weak.
But in order to set up a pacesetter, Yang Jiao still announced loudly: "It's decided that it's you, Comrade Guangguang, I will make an exception for you to rush to the front, in order to reward your courage, I will first marry the fat daughter of the old Shen family, who is more than 200 pounds, to you - if you can come back alive." ”
With tears in his eyes, Xuanyuan picked up his spear and immediately ran to the head of the city, reporting to the falcon wing.
With this precedent, the slaves scrambled to join Yang Li's team.
With such an arm, there are actually a hundred more warriors in the riverbend.
After some deliberation by everyone, it was decided to fight in two ways tonight.
Hayabusa Wing and Tiger Tooth lead the slaves who have just been deceived into free men, plus ordinary warriors, to stand by at the main gate.
Yang Li, Yulia, and Xue Pijiang led the bronze swordsmen to cross the river from the north, and then reached the upstream, turned a big bend, and went around to the rear of the black blood army.
Why cross the river, because the invaders surrounded the castle in a semi-encirclement, and except for the side of the river, they were afraid of bows and arrows, and did not dare to approach, and other positions could not be detoured.
When Yang Jiao sent a signal from behind, the front troops and the strange soldiers in the rear attacked together, catching the black blood tribe by surprise.
In the evening, Yang Li ordered all the meat in the stock to come out, boiled millet rice, rewarded the three armies, sharpened spears and stone axes, repaired bows and arrows and javelins, and waited until sunset on the western mountain, and then climbed down from the north of the city and lurked towards the Luo River.
The plan seemed very thorough, but before crossing the river, something interesting was discovered.
A fat man instructed the country and secretly commanded a group of soldiers of the black-blood tribe to carry out construction.
The gang built a perpendicular slope between the Mubao and the Luo River, and dug deep in the middle of the slope to form a canal, so that the water from the river with a high upstream water level could be diverted into the canal and rushed to the Mubao.
Yang Jiao could see at a glance what this guy wanted to do, if he diverted water to irrigate the city, so that the walls of the wooden fort would be destroyed, the people inside would have no place to stand, and the stored materials would be flooded, even if there was no loss of personnel, it would be very unfavorable for the battle.
More importantly, it is very troublesome to organize flood drainage work and restore farmland after the war.
When did there be such cunning people in ancient times!
The people of the riverbend swarmed up and captured the fat man.
The fat man fought hard all day during the day, and his body was already weak, but this time he was frightened again, and suddenly his eyes rolled and he fainted.