The mournful sound of the horn echoed in the cold wind, this was not the horn of the attack, there was no such excitement, some were just miserable, announcing the failure of another attack by the Nili army.

The heavy rain is like a note, and the three outer forts of Wusha Fort stand like a rock and are indestructible. The land outside the fort had already been stirred into a muddy mire by the hooves of the Turkic army in the rain, and it was trampled down and drowned in the legs. In the muddy water, there were fallen corpses everywhere, everywhere, and the mud was almost stained with blood, with a layer of black and purple.

Taking advantage of the break in the fighting, the townsfolk of the castle began to go up to the city, carrying straw bags containing earth to the city and plugging some of the gaps.

The three outer forts of Wusha Castle are not large, but the three outer forts are in the shape of horns, citing each other, especially in the middle of the three forts, there is also a Wusha Castle, a stronger and larger, rich reserve castle.

Under the fort city, scattered are all kinds of broken and scattered siege equipment, there are siege ladders, crash cars, cloud cars, building cars, Wusha Fort is far stronger and more difficult to attack than the Turks imagined, and the Turkic cavalry has no half advantage under the city. Eventually, Niri had to have his cavalry take the captured people to cut down trees and build various siege equipment. The equipment that could be painstakingly built did not add much help to their attack, and the seemingly simple fortresses had one fortification after another, and there were ditches and deer toe piles, plus countless large pits and small pits, adding countless obstacles to the siege. In order to transport those siege equipment to the fort, Niri almost took his life to fill the road, all the way to the past, all the way to death.

It was not only the captives who had been taken but also many Turkic warriors who died, all of whom were now soaked white in the rain. There is no distinction between a brave Turkic warrior and a lowly Southern Barbarian slave. When it wasn't raining, siege equipment was delivered faster. But the black fire oil in the city is even more violent, and there are extremely powerful fire oil trucks in the city. Just like a waterwheel, it can spray black black oil, and as soon as the siege equipment is stained with this black oil, there will be rockets shooting down on the city, and as soon as the black oil meets the fire, it will immediately ignite a raging fire, and the water cannot extinguish it. And these damn Sui soldiers are not just blindly guarding the castle, every time it is critical. The city is always sprayed with black oil, then rockets, then catapults, bed crossbows and bows and crossbows to cover the attack, and then the Sui army in the city will open the city gates, and the elite cavalry of Huaihuang equipped with mirror armor will kill and sweep the siege soldiers and horses under the city, and they don't even care whether many of the people who transport the equipment are also Han Chinese, just like the ruthless sweep of the wind. After a quick sweep around the city under the cover of bows and ballistas, they immediately withdrew to the city before they could send out their cavalry to attack. All that was left was the flaming siege engine. And layers upon layers of corpses.

When I attacked the back, the rain didn't stop, and there was mud everywhere, and it even turned into a quagmire. It is becoming more and more difficult to transport the equipment to the city, and no matter how fast it is made, it is not as fast as the city burns.

Niri thought of another way and sent people to rush to the city. Dig the city walls. They built a large number of large shields, and a team of men and horses carried them on their heads. It was like lifting an overturned boat and rushing to the city with a bow and arrows and stones. Digging the soft rammed earth city wall that has been soaked in the heavy rain, desperately planing the wall, digging the foundation, no need to dig and collapse, as long as you can dig a gap, the cavalry prepared behind can quickly rush into the city.

But this round of attack was another complete failure.

They used their shields to resist the bows and arrows and even ballistae of the Sui army in the city, but the Sui army still had fire oil and gold juice. Barrels of oil are poured down, and rockets are fired, and the fire will not be extinguished as soon as it is ignited, and no matter how thick the wooden shield is, it will not be able to withstand it. And the gold juice is even more vicious, it is simply boiled and boiled dung, when poured on the head, not only the stench is incomparable, but also extremely lethal, once it sticks to the body, it will be a piece of skin and flesh cooked and rotten, which is more powerful than boiling water and oil. And the most ruthless thing is that sticking to the gold juice will not only burn the skin and flesh, but also contain poison, even if it is not scalded to death, but then it will be poisonous, and those who are hit will basically not survive, they will have a fever, and then they will talk mushily, and then they will die. This way of dying is more frightening than being burned to death directly by fire oil on the battlefield.

The Nili army suffered heavy casualties under Wusha Castle, and could not even pull out the outer fort, which delayed the plan of Nili to march into Huaihuang indefinitely. If he can't take the Wusha Castle, he doesn't dare to lead his troops to go deeper, and with such a solid nail as the Wusha Castle on the back road, he has to worry about his back at any time.

However, the four castles of Wusha Castle are also stained red with blood, and corpses are everywhere. Even if it rained heavily, it couldn't wash away the blood stains on the city.

According to Yi Feng's military order, there were not many Huaihuang troops stationed in Wusha Fort, and they were all field elites, consisting of an infantry army and a cavalry army. There are nearly 30,000 soldiers and horses, Gao Jia commands the infantry Huaihuang army, Shan Xiongxin leads the cavalry Tiger Wing Army, plus the town army of Wusha Castle, the strength is not small, but in the face of the madman-like mud profit, under the fierce attack, the Wusha Castle still paid a lot of casualties.

The city of Wusha Fort is solid, but the disadvantage is that there is no favorable terrain to hold, built on the grassland, although when the site was selected, it has also been selected to be one inner fort and three guard forts are selected on the high slope of the mountain, but the four sides are still too flat, the cavalry of the Turks can easily rush to the city wall, Gao Jia and Shan Xiongxin can hold until now, completely relying on the fortification of the castle, the four cities are one, invoking each other, and at the same time the troops are sufficient, plus the equipment and grain are abundant, and the soldiers are united.

Gao Jia led the team to patrol the city wall, watching the medical team's military doctors and stretcher team treating the wounded, and the collection team composed of people and men collecting the corpses of the dead soldiers, carrying them back to the fort, washing their bodies and changing clothes, and then registering and cremating to collect the ashes and avoid epidemics.

"In the Martyrs' Shrine, I will pay tribute to my brothers." Gao Jia stood in the heavy rain, saluted the battle-dead comrade who had lost his life, and said in a deep voice.

"Go with confidence, His Royal Highness will take care of your family for you." The other officers also said the same.

Gao Jia looked at the soaked and tired defenders in the city, "Good news for everyone, His Royal Highness Taisun has been fighting in Yanzhou, and now Kuhezhen and Daman have become turtles in the urn, and they are being closed and beaten dogs. Hold out for a few more days, and victory is already beckoning us. ”

"The lord is right, we are tired, but the mud under the city is even more tired, and when we are tired, we can rotate back to the castle, with clean and warm rooms, beds, and hot meals and soup. But what do they have, the rain is so heavy, they can only sleep in the rain, in that damp tent, they have even begun to drag the dead horses back to slaughter and eat, and if they stay any longer, it is estimated that they will have to drag back their own corpses and eat them. They can't hold on, and now they don't know the battle situation in the Great Wall, otherwise, they would probably have fled a long time ago. ”

"You can't cheapen them, if you want to run, there's no way." There were soldiers shouting.

"Yes, the blood debt will be paid in blood, and no one will want to run away." Everyone shouted together.

Gao Jia nodded at the soldiers who had rekindled their fighting spirit and said, "Of course, if they want to run, they have to ask us." ”

Outside the city, thousands of muddy offices were evacuated covered in mud and rain.

The generals who led the siege of the city, all of them were dejected, and they followed Nili from the far west to the east, in order to seize the gold and silver treasures and female slaves, but not to charge suicidily against the tall and sturdy Han castle and the seemingly inexhaustible bows and arrows and fire oil in this damned cold wind and cold rain. Along the way, they had even grabbed a small amount of loot in Yunnei City, and then they had been stumbling and rolling in the mud in front of this damn Usha Castle.

Damn Wusha Castle, damn Han, damn mud li!

On a high slope ten miles away from the city, there is the camp fence of the Turks, and the soldiers and horses of the various tribes in the camp can't help laughing and scolding when they see the soldiers and horses of the Gaochang Kingdom and the wolf bèi defeated and retreated. In fact, under the Wusha Castle, almost all of the 50,000 troops of the Nili Division have attacked in turn, and none of them have not returned without a feather, and every time the tribal soldiers and horses who retreat after the attack are defeated, they will be ridiculed and teased by others. Everyone seems to be used to this way, and watching others lose too, their hearts can finally be balanced.

In the rain, under the banner of the silver wolf, the mud Khan stood in front of the tent and watched the defeated army return to the camp, and then looked at the heartless soldiers and horses of all departments laughing at fifty steps and a hundred steps, and couldn't help but be happy.

Ni Li's subordinate Ko Wentai was full of worries on the side, "Now the army can't advance or retreat, just like the momentum of riding a tiger, the soldiers and horses are all lost, and the morale is completely gone." Besides, we came from afar, and we didn't have much baggage grain and grass to carry, and after entering the Sui realm, we relied on plundering and beating grass valleys to feed the war. But now he is under the fortified city, it is difficult to attack for a long time, and the grain and grass are sleepy, and this defeated army is like a certain Khan, and he should make a decision as soon as possible. "Ko Wentai is the grandson of the current king of Gao Chang, and his father is Prince Gao Chang. It has been 140 years since the founding of the Western Regions of Gaochang, and has passed through three generations of the Que family, the Zhang family, and the Ma family, and the Koji family has been in charge of Gaochang for the longest time, for nearly 100 years. However, although Gaochang was founded, it has always had to submit to the overlord of the steppe, and successively attached to Gaoche, Rouran, Turkic and other strong clans. Gaochang has also been attached to the Turkic wooden pole Khan lineage, after the wooden pole, attached to the son of the wooden pole Apo, after Apo's death, Gaochang continued to rely on Apo's nephew Niri. This time, the Turkic Datou ordered the khans to conquer the Great Sui, and Nili also gathered his own feudal tribes, including the Gaochang State that was dependent on him. Gaochang sent an army to the campaign, led by the king's grandson, Ko Wentai. Under Wusha Castle, the Gaochang army also suffered a lot of losses. (To be continued......) R1292