Chapter Seventy-One: The Long Day

In the afternoon, the Tartar excavation and water diversion work was forced to halt altogether, much to the great delight of the defenders of the city. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The Tartar also tried to bury the burning asphalt with earth, but Shen Jia commanded the catapult to throw the gasoline cans, and the raging fire made it impossible for the Tartar to get close, and there was even a danger of being burned by the flying gasoline, so in the end the Tartar had to look into the air and find an opportunity to bury it. So throughout the afternoon, the Ming army and the Tartars went back and forth in such a repeated tug-of-war, entangled.

At about 4 p.m., the direction of the wind suddenly became strange, sometimes north, sometimes south, and sometimes the breeze even carried black smoke and even swirled in place. The Ming army with bad wind direction shouted and scolded God for being blind.

As soon as he finished cursing the heavens, the pungent black smoke was blown onto the city walls by an eerie breeze. After a while, many people in the Ming army showed symptoms of nausea and fatigue. The gas produced by asphalt combustion is toxic, and Shen Jia naturally understands this. In desperation, Shen Jia had no choice but to use a catapult to throw a large number of clods of earth to bury the burning asphalt. The Ming army's behavior of lifting stones and shooting themselves in the foot soon caused jokes among the Tartars outside the city. For a while, Tartar even stopped what he was doing, shouting and excitedly watching the excitement of the Ming army.

The harassment during the day had a certain impact on the progress of the Tartars' water diversion, and in the evening, the Tartars divided into two teams to work overnight, hoping to complete the water diversion and excavation by tonight. In the distance, the Tartar auxiliaries and miners were illuminated by a large number of giant oil lamps, while the Tartars near the moat were working in the dark. The Tartars took advantage of the cover of night to make the long-range attacks of the Ming army completely lose their accuracy.

Although Shen Jia was able to light up the front by throwing gasoline canisters, while directing the crossbowmen's attacks. But for the Ming army in Fushun City, the amount of gasoline reserves was not much, and most of it was used to make "Monotov cocktails", and even Shen Jia even opened the barrel of gasoline brought in his previous life. Gasoline is not omnipotent, especially under the cover of night, the Tartar can extinguish the fire with sand, and in desperation, Shen Jia has no choice but to accept the reality that the Tartar continues to divert water.

The women of the logistics team brought dinner, and the Ming army, which had long been extremely hungry, suddenly boiled. During the daytime tug-of-war, the recruits gradually adapted to the rhythm of the battle, and some of them performed very well. At the critical moment, company commanders Liu Wu, Li Fulai and Zhao Changshun behaved calmly, which attracted Shen Jia's attention.

The darkness of the night gives the Tartars a cover, and they can dig with impunity. The Ming army was trapped by the limitation of vision and was at a loss for what to do. At about eight or nine o'clock in the evening, the Tartars caught a large number of people and forced them to devote themselves to the excavation, so the progress of the water diversion suddenly became very fast.

"Uncle You, it's not okay to go on like this, the tartar is too comfortable."

"Stinky boy, do you have any way to hurry up."

You Shigong had some expectations for Shen Jia's endless ghost ideas, and when he saw Shen Jia complaining, he knew that he had a countermeasure in his heart.

"Uncle You, why don't we continue to use suspicious tactics?"

"How to use it? I'll hear you what you say. ā€

Shen Jia stepped forward and whispered to You Shigong for a while.

A quarter of an hour later, the Ming army began to beat drums, which was the signal for the attack, and the south gate drawbridge began to be slowly lowered, and the city gate was slowly opened. A group of cavalry of the Ming army quickly went out of the city gate.

The Tartars also heard the sound of drums, and they were unusually decisive in ordering the auxiliaries and men to retreat, and at the same time organized a guard and quickly rushed towards the city gate. And Ding Jizhi, who went out of the city, took advantage of the arrival of the Tartar army, killed a few wandering stragglers, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he retreated back into the city.

After returning to the city, Ding Jiaozhi rested for about twenty minutes, and the drums in the city shook loudly, and Ding Jiaozhi led the troops out of the city again. This time, however, the Tartars reacted very quickly, and before they could lower the drawbridge, the Tartars rushed to the city gate. As soon as the Ming army saw that the situation was not good, they stopped lowering the drawbridge, and Ding's plan to leave the city was not successful.

Throughout the first half of the night, the Ming army repeatedly beat drums and temptations, leaving the Tartar cavalry running back and forth, exhausted. In the end, the Tartar cavalry simply ignored the cowardly actions of the Ming army. At the same time, the large army of the Tartars had returned to the camp to rest, and they were going to prepare for tomorrow's siege.

Only five hundred Tartar cavalry remained outside the city, and these cavalrymen were full of complaints, rubbing their heavy eyelids while scolding the shamelessness of the Ming army. The Tartar cavalry repeatedly ran around, consuming a lot of horsepower, and in desperation, they had to dismount and rest, and at the same time let the horses recover their strength.

Ding Jizhi in the city once again secretly left the city with 500 cavalry, as well as the 4th, 5th, 6th, and 7th companies of recruits. This time out of the city was different from before, the Ming army did not beat drums and did not raise fire. For the sake of suddenness, the Ming army quietly opened the city gate, and then took advantage of the darkness to lower the drawbridge and quickly swarmed out.

Under the cover of night, the Ming army simply lined up and then launched a charge. The Houjin spies wandering around also spotted the Ming army out of the city, and they shouted loudly into the distance, and their voices were especially loud in the empty night.

The Tartar cavalry quickly turned on their horses, while the auxiliaries raised their alert.

Tartar was teased by the Ming army for several hours and was in a state of exhaustion. The cavalry of the Ming army, which suddenly burst out of the night, burst into the Tartars under the bright light like ghosts, causing them a lot of panic. The Tatar cavalry was already tired and suddenly frightened, so Ding Jizhi took the opportunity to command the main force to break into the formation, and the Tatar cavalry was caught off guard for a while. At the same time, the recruits had already rushed into the water diversion site, and as last time, some of the recruits fought with the Tartar auxiliaries, while others skillfully threw grenades at key points to quickly destroy the water diversion facilities.

After the recruits achieved their goal, this time there was no love for the slightest battle, and they quickly retreated to the city gate after returning to the city. After Ding Jizhi led the team to disrupt the opponent's formation, while killing those lone Tartars, he led the main force to lead the Tartar cavalry in a circle.

The plan was so perfect that everyone had a smile on their faces. A quarter of an hour later, when Ding Jizhi got rid of the Tartar cavalry and returned to the city, You Shigong and Shen Jia ran over to congratulate Ding Jizhi together. Ding Zhizhi smirked, today's battle was too enjoyable, he went out of the city and killed it, but he only lost one person, and he was accidentally dismounted. The perfect plan, coupled with the perfect implementer, everything looks so wonderful.

While the Ming army inside the city was cheering for a brief victory, a new situation appeared outside the city. Shen Jia couldn't be happy this time anyway, because the Tartars had mobilized about five hundred people and stood guard not far from the city gate. Once the Ming army moved at the gates of the city, the Tartars were quick to spot and react. Shen Jia understands that his harassment tactics can only be used once, and he is afraid that he will suffer a big loss if he comes again.

Shortly before eleven o'clock in the evening, the Ming army began to move to normal defense. You Shigong ordered the four centurions and others to take turns on duty, and once the enemy situation was discovered, they could quickly warn the Ming army near the city gate.

Generally, Tartars rarely attack cities at night, especially when the moat has not been drained, and it is almost impossible. You Shigong was not worried about the night, but while cautious, he still ordered a team of 1,000 people to stand by and rest directly near the city gate. The main militia on duty on the walls were the organized militia, who were in charge of keeping watch and keeping the soldiers rested and prepared for the more brutal challenges of tomorrow.

Shen Jia, who was already hungry, ate something with the recruits and highly praised the company commanders for their proper organization. He Kui, the commander of the fifth company, was obviously an honest and honest person, and when he heard Shen Jia praise many times, he couldn't help grinning: "This is the method summarized by Liu Wu, the commander of the first company, and he told everyone seriously, so this time it was so successful." ā€

Shen Jia glanced at Liu Wu thoughtfully, and said: "Okay, you Liu Wu, you are really a powerful one, in the future, after the war, all company commanders will have to do it, there are literate people in the army, let them record it, and everyone will summarize it together, so that casualties can be avoided." It's not early today, everyone should rest early after eating, tomorrow will be a long day. ā€

Shen Jia took Qu Xiaojia to take the opportunity to go home, it was already eleven o'clock at this time, except for the night owl Wen Qing, the others had already slept peacefully. However, when Shen Jia quietly entered the backyard, he heard a coquettish voice: "Who is it?" ā€

There was no moon tonight, and the courtyard was so dark that I couldn't see anything clearly. Shen Jia heard that this was Qu Xiaoyi's voice, for fear that she would be impulsive, so he hurriedly shouted: "It's me, Shen Jia!" ā€

With a loud bang, it seemed that the wooden bow fell to the ground, and then, a hot delicate body threw itself into Shen Jia's arms. Qu Xiaoyi tightly hooked Shen Jia's neck, her delicate body trembled slightly, for fear that Shen Jia would leave her.

Shen Jia stroked Qu Xiaoyi's back and said softly: "It's okay, didn't I come back, why don't you go to sleep yet, I'm just about to talk to Senior Sister Wen, why don't you go with me!" ā€

With a squeak, the door in the middle suddenly opened, and under the candlelight, Wu Shihan was wearing a white dress, leaning against the door with concern on her face, looking at Shen Jia stupidly. Qu Xiaoyi quickly left Shen Jia's arms, but Shen Jia refused, grabbed Qu Xiaoyi's hand and walked forward.

When he arrived at the door, Shen Jia grabbed Wu Shihan and said in a low voice: "Why haven't you slept yet, do you have to learn from Senior Sister Wen's night owl?" ā€œ

Wu Shihan smiled slightly, and said calmly: "I accompanied Sister Xiaoyi and Sister Wen to chat, the night was long, and I had no intention of sleeping. ā€œ

Listening to the familiar lines, Shen Jia looked at Wu Shihan with a strange expression. Wu Shihan was slightly stunned and said, "Why are you staring at me all the time?" Do I have stains on my face? ā€

"There are no stains, I just like to see you!"

Shen Jia's words were extremely ambiguous, her right hand was still holding Qu Xiaoyi, and sure enough, a cone pain came from her right hand. Shen Jia endured the pain, and hurriedly walked into the house with Wu Shihan snickering.

When she arrived at the house, Wen Qing was holding a map drawn by Shen Jia and pondering it. Although it is very certain to stick to Fushun, Shen Jia still needs to consider accidents. In case something goes wrong and Fushun City is broken, Shen Jia can only rely on Wen Qing and Qu Xiaoyi to retreat into the mountains and hide for a while. For this reason, Shen Jia even forced Wu Shihan to learn to ride a horse. Fortunately, Wu Shihan was able to understand Shen Jia's deep meaning, gritted his teeth and persisted for a few days, barely able to ride a horse.

Wen Qing looked at Shen Jia with a reluctant face and asked, "If an accident happens, we will retreat from the north gate, what will you do then?" ā€

"I'm fine, I'll have a way to escape, Shihan, you help me take care of me more, she hasn't suffered like this since she was a child, I'm most worried about her."

Wu Shihan just came in and heard Shen Jia mention her, so she mustered up the courage to say: "Don't worry, Brother Shen, I will take care of myself, I won't drag everyone down." ā€

Shen Jia nodded and began to ask about the details of the preparation. After asking for a while, Shen Jia was about to leave again, Qu Xiaoyi was extremely reluctant to take Shen Jia's hand, and Wu Shihan's eyes were already full of tears, Shen Jia comforted a few words, turned his head and rushed into the darkness.

Back at the south gate, Shen Jia found a stack of firewood and straw near the new barracks, made some covers, and slept wrapped on the spot. In the second half of the night, the Tartars did not move, and everyone slept peacefully. As the sun rose, logistics delivered breakfast, and the recruits finished their breakfast and began to prepare for the new day.

The herald reported that the moat at the south gate was close to drying, while the other gates were half-dry, and You Shigong sighed slightly and said, "Prepare for battle, it seems that the Tartars are going to attack the south gate today."

You Shigong's words made the originally somewhat active atmosphere suddenly become depressed. The auxiliaries began to get busy, hauling a large number of wooden rolling stones to the city walls, as well as carrying a large number of bows and crossbows and firearms. All morning, the South Gate became a big construction site, and it was busy. The soldiers were resting, and they did not participate in the specific work, but conserved their strength for the next battle.

At around eleven o'clock in the morning, the south gate moat bottomed out. Soon, at the sound of the trumpet of the attack, the Tartars in array began to provoke outside the city. The Ming army ignored the Tartars under the city, and they still took care of themselves. The Tartars' actions were not answered, and Manggultai, who was in charge of the attack, was even more annoyed, and he roared and gave the order to attack.

The Tartars used the ladders laid over the moat, and they had a mixed formation of Mongol cannon fodder and Jurchens to form a vanguard to rush to the city walls, while driving thousands of people behind to fill in the moat. Today is the south wind, which is extremely unfavorable for Shen Jia, and he has no way to release the "smoke" to drive the other party away. What made Shen Jia feel fortunate was that the Mongols and Jurchens who were besieging the city were all pretentious, and they did not do their best. Shen Jia understood that this was an opportunity for the Tartars to fill in the moat for the Minfu, and at the same time to make it impossible for the Ming army to focus on the Minfu.

Two hours later, after paying more than a hundred lives, the Tartars finally filled in three passages in the moat. Half an hour later, the Tartars began their official attack.

Auxiliaries and civilians pushed shield carts and carried a large number of ladders and swarmed in. Shen Jia repeatedly emphasized in the mobilization that all attackers are enemies and there is no need to show mercy. Therefore, the Ming army decisively dropped a large number of sassal wood, rolling stones and incendiary bombs.

Most of the sassal logs were in the shape of logs, with spikes on them, falling from the walls of the city more than ten meters high and rolling into the crowd, regardless of whether the opponent was wearing iron armor or not, and many people were quickly killed under the heavy blow. The role of the Rolling Stone is smaller, and whether or not it can hit the Tartar or not depends almost entirely on luck. But fortunately, the siege of the Tartars is in a dense formation, and it is really not easy to throw a stone casually without hitting people.

For most of the Ming army, the favorite weapon was the incendiary bomb, and the Ming army preferred to call it "fire oil bomb". This gasoline in a sealed clay pot will burn with a violent explosion when it is ignited and thrown into the crowd, and the splashed gasoline is more likely to cause a large area to overfire. Soon, some of the Tartar's shield carts and ladders were burning violently.

Throwing incendiary grenades does prevent the Tartars from effectively approaching the walls, but they also deplete quickly. An hour later, Shen Jia had to ask the Ming army to save ammunition and see the other party before fighting.