Chapter 13: Rong Castle
"The fog is too big, it's useless to light a cigarette!"
The fire chief, who was in his thirties with a messy beard, ran into the door and shouted, "Light an open fire!" Move all the firewood and grass to the top, and the tung oil. ”
"Can the brothers of Jonburgh see the fire?"
"Hell knows!" The fire chief hurriedly went to help hold the firewood and said, "Lao Gen, you hurry up and run to Rongbao, I'm afraid that if they don't see the fire." ”
Not long after a thin man got up, he found an iron helmet and just put it on his head, and said with round eyes: "You heard clearly, is it really a horse team?" Or the horse team of the Tuyuhun people? If the report is wrong, the brigade commander will have to pull out my skin. ”
The fire chief kicked over: "Mother|, won't you ask them to come out to see the fire when you get to the ground?" ”
When the old man heard this, he ran out of the door, jumped down the pit and climbed up from the opposite side, and disappeared into the thick fog. The fire captain shouted, "Shut the door!" ”
A few people were busy for a while, piling up firewood on the top of the sentry tower, sprinkling tung oil, and even the Fuyuan crossbow was covered.
At this moment, the young man from above shouted downstairs: "Tuyuhun horse team, with a black curtain on their heads, see it...... Ah! ”
As soon as the words fell, there was a chaotic "crackling" sound upstairs, like the sound of hail hitting the roof. The junior on the top rolled down the wooden ladder and cried, "Fire chief, I was hit by an arrow......
In this later life, he looked at most fourteen or fifteen years old, and he didn't even have a light beard on his mouth, and he clutched his chest and cried with a helpless face. Huo Chang ran over to take a look, only to see red blood coming out from between the fingers of the descendant. The fire chief hurriedly pressed his hand, turned around and shouted, "Don't throw the torch up, light the firewood!" ”
"Huo Chang, Huo Chang is going to die?" Hou Sheng held one hand on his chest, and the other hand tightly grasped the thick black hand of the fire. The latter was bleeding from his nostrils and mouth, and it looked like he had hurt his internal organs.
At this time, the firewood and tung oil on the top of the sentry were already burning, and the raging fire reflected the inside in red and bright, and the inside of the sentry tower soon warmed up. But the soot also poured in, and the door was blocked and not ventilated, causing the people in the room to ......cough incessantly.
Huo Chang looked around in a daze, this cramped room looked dirty and messy, but he had lived here for a long time, and he was so familiar with it.
The injured Housheng coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face was full of blood and tears, and he grabbed the hand of the fire chief and said one by one: "I ...... I haven't taken a bath for a few months, and when the Tuyuhun people are gone, can you give me a bath before burying me? ”
The fire chief stretched out his hand and wiped it on his eyelids: "Rest, it's okay, wait for Lang Zhong from Rongbao to come and cure you, don't think about it." ”
"Why do you have a smell ......of urine on your hands," Hou Sheng coughed, "My heart has been pierced, I'm afraid I won't survive." ”
The fire chief asked, "I haven't asked you yet, how many brothers are there in the family?" ”
Hou Sheng said: "Three, I am the boss." ”
The fire chief patted him lightly on the shoulder and said, "Then your family will never be over, so go with peace of mind." If you are killed in battle, the official family will send a piece of land and some money, and it will be easier for your two brothers to ask for a daughter-in-law. ”
"I'm so cold, so cold......"
"Bang bang ......" There was a loud collision on the door, and it was obvious that Tuyuhun soldiers were banging on the door. A fire broke out on the tower, there was no long-range defense, and the enemy soldiers quickly climbed over the trench to the door.
The fire chief stood up from the injured descendant, went to the back of the iron bed to take the horizontal knife, and said, "Brothers, we will meet again in the Netherworld. ”
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Rongbao is located in the southwest of Shancheng sixty miles.
The commander's surname was Liang, a strong man in his twenties, dressed in bright armor and Cheng Liang, and he was standing on a mound in the open space in the fort. At this time, a sergeant on the wall shouted: "Brigade commander, the west is on fire!" ”
Liang Lushuai asked the thin man in front of him: "How many centaurs have you seen?" ”
The thin man said: "I only vaguely heard a voice suspicious of the horse team, but I didn't have time to take a closer look, and the fog and fire were afraid that they wouldn't be able to report the letter, so they hurriedly called me to report the news." ”
"All arms for war, each with weapons on the wall!"
"Knock knock knock......" A rapid drum beat sounded, and many sergeants came out of a row of simple barracks one after another, each with his weapons and lined up in the open field.
After a shout, the drum beat slowed down, boom! Boom! A monotonous speed, but full of rhythm. Five columns of sergeants with swords and crossbows marched methodically to the city wall to the beat of drums, their steps neat, their iron shoes on the grass like a rough monotonous melody.
Liang Lushuai took the iron helmet handed by his subordinates, put it on his head without hurrying with his neck straight, tied the rope, and then walked towards the city wall. There was a swan feather on the arc helmet, which swayed slightly in the breeze, extremely soft and beautiful, and formed a strong contrast with the iron armor.
The morning sun in the east has risen, and in the white mist like silk, the sun is bright red and as red as blood. The fog has thinned out under the sun.
A black convoy of horses appeared in the fog, and when it got closer, it was clear that it was two groups of men and horses, the larger group marching in a northeasterly direction, and the other group facing the side of the fortress.
A man next to the commander of the two brigades on the city wall stammered with round eyes: "It's the Tuyuhun army...... Let's hurry up and leave before we are surrounded! ”
"Calm down, Fire Chief, there are only twelve horses here." Liang Lushuai said coldly, and pointed to a posterior who was holding a bow and arrow, "You take his place." ”
The fire chief next to him was stunned and said, "Why? ”
"Because you're going to die." Liang Lushuai slowly pulled out the horizontal knife, stabbed it with a knife, and then twisted the blade in his abdomen, and suddenly a scream of sizzling and cracking his lungs sounded.
"Whoever disturbs the morale of the army, slash! Those who retreat from the battle, slash! Liang Lushuai raised the bloodstained horizontal knife into the air and shouted, "The big husband serves the country with his body, the time limit has come, everyone encourages!" Then he ordered the horsemen to leave the fortress and run as far northeast as they could, so that they could return to the city to report the news.
"Throw black oil on the wall."
Liang Lushuai walked down from the city wall with a knife, walked to the water tank, scooped a scoop of water to rinse the horizontal knife, put it in the scabbard, and said to the attendants beside him, "Take all the carrier pigeons." ”
The two walked into the wooden house, divided the labor and cooperated, Liang Lushuai took a pen and wrote a note, and the follower dried it and tied it to the pigeon's leg, and then let it go. After writing one, one pigeon was released, and five or six were released in a row. Seeing that it was almost over, Liang threw the remaining pigeons into the brazier along with the cages, and the pigeons fluttered and dyed in it. "We don't need it, don't leave it to the enemy."
They searched the house again, and threw some drawings, documents, and other objects into the brazier. Outside, there was already a shouting of killing and shaking, and the fight was about to start. As soon as Liang Lushuai and his followers walked out of the wooden house, they saw the locust-like arrow feathers in the sky falling diagonally from behind, and suddenly there was a muffled scream, and the follower covered his throat and fell to the ground, kicking his legs on the ground. There were many arrow feathers on the ground around him, but Liang Lushuai was unharmed. The attendant was unlucky, he was not wearing armor, and he happened to be shot in the back of the neck, it seemed that he was dead, he lay on the ground and struggled in pain, covering his neck with one hand, and stretched out his hand to Brigade Commander Liang with the other, his eyes were full of tears and despair.
"Everyone has to die, so you just go first." Liang Lushuai coldly dropped a sentence, and strode towards the city wall with his hand on the hilt of the knife.
Walking up to the city wall, I saw people like ant colonies rushing from all directions, and my scalp was numb.
Most of them were slaves of the Tuyuhun nobility, and their hair was like beggars, and they were armed with short knives or sharpened sticks, and some were armed with crude bows and arrows. The Tuyuhun elite soldiers stood far behind, occasionally sending a team of horses to rush to the city, and left after a pass, without entanglement. But the slaves died miserably, they only wore some animal skins or linen, and had no defense against bows and arrows, the Tang army shot wildly with bows and crossbows, and there were a row of crossbow arrows with a huge crossbow from Pingyu, and the people under the city were shot so much that they cried and cried for their mothers, and there were corpses everywhere on the grass and trenches under the city.
However, the Tang army was small, so naturally it was impossible to prevent the enemy from approaching, and it took less than a stick of incense to pull the bow and string continuously, and many people's arms were sore, and the arrows became more and more sparse. It takes at least a few stones to pull the bow and crossbow once, which is by no means a labor-saving job, and it is difficult to sustain it when the number of people is small, and there are already many Tuyuhun people who have set up ladders to climb the wall.
A general said: "Brigade marshal, light a fire, burn the dog|day|." ”
"Calm down, team." Brigade Marshal Liang straightened his neck and said coldly, "The real enemy hasn't come up yet." We can die, but if I die one, I will have to leave at least five corpses and heads behind! ”
Suddenly, I heard a strange cry, and the first Tuyuhun slave climbed up the wall, and the complex stench emitted from him could be smelled from eight distances, and he may have never taken a bath since he was born.
With a flash of the sword, the slave fell a little red on his neck, raised his head and fell down. Liang Lushuai said in a small voice: "Order, the shooting team changes the lance, and the sword players line up." ”
At this moment, I saw a group of horses in the distance coming from among the chaotic soldiers, and this time they did not shoot an arrow and leave, as they did just now, but stopped below and did not leave, because the long-range fire of the Tang army had ceased fire. The shape shì was reversed, the wall was covered with bows and arrows, and most of the Tang Bujun wore inlaid armor made of metal and leather, and some held shields, although they had defense against arrows, but such continuous attacks still caused them to continue to suffer casualties, and the number of people became smaller and smaller.
Seeing that the slaves could not break through the defense line of the Tang army, the Tuyuhun knights dismounted and made up for it. At this moment, Liang Lvshuai ordered: "Light the black oil!" ”
The sparks flashed like a few lights, and then they became like a prairie fire, and the black oil on the walls and ditches immediately ignited a fire, and the black smoke dispersed, making the castle seem to be covered with a thick haze. The enemy soldiers screamed and fell down with fire burning on their bodies, and some of them were running around or rolling on the ground with fire all over their bodies. From a distance, they looked like those who performed the tricks in the streets, dancing ghostly in the firelight. The black smoke was mixed with the smell of burning plastic and flesh.
…… The thick fog between the earth, illuminated by the sun, had now dispersed almost now, and the faint mist on the field was like a dream, and the white silk on the waist of the hillside was like a white cloud. The scorching sun shines brightly, making the whole heaven and earth shine, as if entering a fairyland, and there is a faint sound enveloping the earth, but it is not the sound of heaven, but the sound of attack and killing.
There were more people and horses in the distance, and the whole field seemed to be full of people, more spectacular than the scene of all the animals migrating during the wildfires of the grassland.
In front of the sedan chair carried by sixteen people, Fu Lu, who was riding on the horse, shouted angrily: "You haven't taken Rongbao yet?!" ”
A man knelt in front of his horse and said tremblingly: "The Tang people are stubbornly resisting, give the general a little more time, and soon level this fort." ”
"Conquer within a stick of incense." Fu Lu waved his horsewhip, "They haven't been stupid yet, what are they doing here?" The place of a hundred and ten people is also grinding, useless things! ”
At this time, the young Khan King in the sedan chair said lightly: "The Great Minister should know more about the habits of the Tang people, their thoughts are different from ours, and in their opinion, integrity is much more important than personal life." ”
Fu Lu said: "It's all raised by my father and mother, and I can still die if I stab it with a knife." ”
The general who knelt on the ground got the order, rode his horse to the front line, and said straight to the fort gate: "There is only one stick of incense time, and the elite soldiers are on the line!" Broke down the door and rushed in. If Lao Tzu is punished, don't think about it! ”
After a while, another group of men and horses were sent out from the Tuyuhun camp, and they all held wooden round shields to protect a crashing car and slowly move forward. The trunk of the big tree was flanked by people with shields, and together they crawled like a large, stubby centipede.
In front of the door, the towers on both sides pushed down the stones, and the large stones smashed down the shield and could not block it, and many people were injured, but soon there were other people to make up for the "broken foot", so that the big centipede was still a big centipede.
The dull sound of "knock, knock......" was like a broken and big drum beating.
At this time, many clay pots were thrown down, and when they were broken, they were all black oil, and then a torch was thrown down, and a fire was ignited on the ground. The cries and shouts were chaotic, making people panic when they heard it.
Behind them, there were people shouting, and after a while, the living people around them approached the trunks of the big trees from both sides with their shields, and combined again, and the centipede was unusually strong, as if it could not be killed.
…… Liang Lushuai on the wall looked at the door silently for a while, and suddenly said: "Order, everyone who is alive will go down the wall and line up in front of the door!" ”
So he turned and walked away, went down the stairs to the mound, grabbed the flagpole and walked over. I saw two big characters written on the flag: Datang.
The troops came to the flat ground inside the gate one after another, and sent several columns, and the officers and soldiers of a brigade who were neatly dressed at first were now dozens of scarred and disheveled men, who were already wolves, but the ranks were still standing neatly, interpreting that they were an army.
Knock, knock! The gate is crumbling.
"It's time." Liang Lushuai grinned happily, slowly drew his saber, pointed at the battle flag and shouted, "Long live Datang!" ”
"Hooray! Hooray......" The army shouted, as if it was not the end of the road, but a celebration of victory, and their morale was greatly boosted.
"Attack formation."
"Order!"
"Boom!" The gate collapsed, raising a puff of yellow dust. There was a brief silence, and no one rushed in at once, but after a few moments, only the sound of horses' hooves could be heard, and a group of horsemen galloped in with shouts.
"Kill!" With a loud shout, dozens of wounded soldiers rushed forward. The spears were in front, and they ran in formation, and the sword and shield men followed. The cavalry in front of Tuyuhun suddenly turned on their backs, and the neighing of the horses and the shouts of killing resounded through the sky. But more horsemen came in, some head-on, some detouring from the flanks.
In less than a moment, the remnants of the Tang Army, who were outnumbered by the enemy, were rushed to pieces, and were surrounded by enemy regiments and shot with bows and arrows, and were soon killed and wounded.
The corpses were scattered, swords, guns, hooks and cards were scattered all over the ground, and the war horses with broken legs were lying on the ground purring and wailing. Brigade Marshal Liang became the commander of the light pole, surrounded by the enemy regiment in the middle, because he was still holding the battle flag in his hand, and there was only one person left, and the enemy soldiers did not shoot him immediately.
"Surrender, you can avoid death!" An enemy general shouted in jerky Chinese. Most of the people of all ethnic groups close to the Tang Realm can speak two sentences of Chinese as long as they have a little identity.
Liang Lushuai's helmet with beautiful swan feathers no longer knew where to go, his hair was also spread out, and he sat on the ground with a shawl. He stabbed his knife on the ground and staggered to his feet, suddenly looking up and laughing, as if he was very happy.
The Tuguhun people couldn't help but be stunned.
He took a deep breath, stuck the battle flag into the ground, lifted his horizontal knife and limped over.
"Put your weapons down! Hold it! ”
"Whoosh ......" a bow and arrow flew near, penetrating the armor, Liang Lvshuai turned into a hedgehog, looking at the east with his last breath, his body fell crookedly.
I don't know what's in the east, there is his daughter-in-law, or his lover, waiting for him to go back and linger sweetly?
When the battle was over, the heavens and the earth were suddenly much quieter, and the shallow voice was the pain of the wounded soldiers, and it was like the murmur of a poet.
It seems to have a faint singing voice......
The lover went yesterday, and the bright moon is not round. There are tears at other times, scattered in front of the green building. Jun tears and scarves, and concubines are full of tears. Luo scarf is long in his hand, and now he has to follow the concubine. The road dust is like the wind, and it has to be on the wheels of the king. Longyou Qianli Road, as close as the middle threshold. The middle door is over sometimes, and Long is long in the eyes. Born under the green Luo, I don't know the right way of Long. The lover came by himself, and he came to the ...... in his dreams every night
At this point, the Tang army of Rongbao was killed, but nearly ten times the corpses were left inside and outside the castle. The Tuyuhun people seemed to feel a terrifying thing, which could not be touched or seen, like divine power.
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By the side of the meandering river, an ancient city sits silently, and a ride thinks of the city rushing away, dancing with a puff of smoke and dust.
The three small flags on his back crackled in the wind, and there were a few arrow feathers stuck in his back, and as soon as he reached the city, he rolled off his horse and hissed, "Hurry up in Rongbao!" Please see Zhang Shouchuang! ”
"Put the drawbridge on it." A man in the city shouted.
After the drawbridge was lowered, the man lay on the ground and struggled to get up, and after a while three more horses came out of the door, and the knight on the horse turned over and dismounted, and the two men lifted the wounded sergeant and walked, and the other led the horse behind. G