Chapter Ninety-One: Preparing for War

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Under the city of Youzhou, the war is in full swing.

Fierce arrows, covering the sky and the sun. Every launch of the winch bed crossbow can almost take the life of a Khitan cavalryman. There were not many stone bullets in Youzhou City, so Zhu Daguang didn't let them continue to fire. It was only ordered that these catapults should be given a rest, and when the enemy army was frantically attacking the city, they would concentrate on striking the most enemies.

This big battle, fought from the morning to the present, seems to have been fought fiercely, but in fact there are not many casualties. The Khitan soldiers did not really attack the city, they always set up a ladder, walked on their legs, retreated without a few steps, and then ran back. These soldiers, all holding wooden shields that had just been made, ran backwards, holding wooden shields to resist the arrows.

It seems that the attack is ferocious, but in fact, the casualties are only a few hundred in a day. And the Khitan's horse bow is soft, even if it hits the border army defending the city, some of them can't penetrate the pig iron armor. If you are lucky enough to hit the vital point, you can kill a border soldier, otherwise you can't do anything about the border army wearing pig iron armor.

Looking at the Khitan soldiers who had retreated like a tide again, Zhu Daguang's heart gradually brightened. Combined with yesterday's mutiny in the Khitan military camp, he already roughly understood what these Khitans were thinking, nothing more than trying to force him out of the city for a decisive battle.

Zhu Daguang has never read a book, let alone come into contact with any military books, but his military sense of smell is not inferior to that of ordinary generals. Thanks to his background as a border soldier and his rich experience in a hundred battles, he gradually trained him to become a qualified commander.

Zhu Daguang smiled, and he said loudly: "The Khitan dogs have been beaten back again, and they are nothing remarkable, they are also carrying a head on two shoulders." If an arrow hits them, they will die, and if the knife is cut on them, they will bleed, who is afraid of whom? Brothers, are you right? ”

"Yes!" The border soldiers replied like a shock.

Zhu Daguang smiled again: "If the Holy Lord gives me 10,000 cavalry, I will dare to go out of the city and fight with those Khitan dogs." It's a pity that our Dashun horses are still a little less. ”

A pro-soldier hurriedly replied: "These Khitan dogs, all of them are soft-footed shrimps, they don't dare to rush up to fight, we are afraid of him, go out of the city to beat his mother!" ”

Zhu Daguang waved his hand and said: "You see, they don't dare to attack the city, they already know how to dig tunnels, know how to make wooden ox carts, and know how to make ladders, but they didn't go all out to attack the city, why, do you know?" ”

The border soldiers all shook their heads, and Zhu Daguang said with emotion: "These Khitan dogs are not stupid, they know that we are very good at defending the city, so they try every means to trick us out of the city and fight them." They have horses, we don't have horses, and when we go out of the city, we wait to be played to death by these Khitan dogs. We don't do these stupid things, and we won't leave the city unless something happens! ”

As they spoke, the Khitan army made another comeback, and this time, they used rockets.

They tied arrows dipped in oxen or sheep fat, crossed the moat, and when they approached the walls, they began to shoot arrows. The rocket, which burned very brightly, flew up the wooden castle tower and ignited at once. Although the number of rockets is small, the power should not be underestimated.

It is a pity that the border troops on the city wall have been prepared, and many border troops immediately picked up water bladders, water bags, hemp ties, pumps, chutes, etc., and quickly extinguished the fire.

Seeing that the fire attack was ineffective, the Khitan army slowly retreated again, leaving behind a few corpses that had been shot with a hard bow.

This was repeated until the beginning of the night, when the Khitan army blew its horns to withdraw its troops and stopped attacking.

The nervous border army was relieved to see that the Khitan army had finally stopped attacking. After losing their strength, they realized that they could no longer pull the bowstring.

Youzhou City, which has been fighting for a day, looks even more bleak. In addition to the ** sound from the distance of the wounded soldiers, the border soldiers who had eaten dinner fell asleep deeply.

The bonfire illuminates everything around it, and the border troops dare not slack off, what if the Khitans sneak attack at night?

Inside the Khitan barracks, the lights are also bright. Yelu Chongyuan was looking at the map in distress, and said to himself: "In another five days, if there is really no progress, you can only withdraw the army." Alas, I don't know how well the cavalry sent out fought in the grass valley, and if there is no gain at all, they will have to take out my savings. Alas, to put it bluntly, I still can't afford to lose that face! ”

Yelu Chongyuan took off his clothes and armor worriedly, lay on the bed, half-squinted, and quickly fell asleep after directing him to besiege the city for a day.

And at this moment, a group of men and horses, taking advantage of the night, quietly touched the surroundings of the Khitan military camp. Looking at the hour, it is only one watchday, that is, the hour.

This group of men and horses was ten miles away from Youzhou City, and they were quietly looking at the brightly lit Khitan camp not far away. The eyesight is excellent, and you can still see a few Khitan soldiers who are faintly patrolling. Even the snort of the enemy's horse seemed to be audible in the silence of the night.

In front of Youzhou City, there is a prairie, although the water and grass are not very beautiful, but for raising horses, it is okay. It's just that the Great Wall has not been repaired, and nomads can drive straight into it, and it seems unrealistic to raise horses.

The men and horses ten miles away were the forbidden troops who had just experienced a forced march. Under the guidance of the scouts, the forbidden army smoothly walked in a circle to ten miles outside Youzhou City.

By the darkness of the night, they hid their figures very well, and did not let the Khitans see the clues.

Wang Shao knew that now was not a good time for a sneak attack, and it would be the best time to wait until the fourth or fifth watch. At that time, no matter who it was, it was already drowsy. At that time, launching a sneak attack would definitely make a contribution in one fell swoop.

Wang Shao ordered the whole army to rest on the spot, but no one could make a sound. Fortunately, they had already had dinner, and even the horses were well fed, so they were ready to fight.

At this time, the forbidden soldiers, who were all carrying strange weapons, took off the weapons behind them, and opened the thick cloth, revealing a strange weapon inside. The black and dull iron round pipe, which is set on the finest mahogany, is exquisitely made, and is rare in the world. The forbidden troops of these capitals skillfully disassembled the weapon, carefully inspected it, and washed it again with the tung oil hanging from their waists in the key parts before the parts were loaded. This time, a thick cloth was not put on again.

The Forbidden Army picked up the strange weapons and took aim as if they were practicing.

Some of the auxiliaries watched them fiddling with their weapons with novelty, but they didn't dare to ask questions because of the military order, but their hearts were tickled as if a cat was scratching. They were curious to know what kind of weapons these were, and how they were so intricately made.

And the other forbidden troops, without orders, are also checking their own weapons, even down to every ring of chain mail on their bodies, they have carefully checked it.

Time passed minute by minute, one watch, two watches, three watches......

The atmosphere was getting more and more tense, and many of the forbidden soldiers were sweating, as if they were about to suffocate. The dreary atmosphere, like a bowstring that has been slowly tightened, is at its maximum, and when it is at its maximum, it is time to launch......