Chapter Ninety-Three

Amur only led 100,000 troops to attack the city this time, in his opinion, Longzhou City has been out of food for three days, even if there are hundreds of thousands of troops, how can it be the opponent of the brave dog Rong warriors, not to mention that the martial monarch has already led 100,000 troops out of the city, and there are only less than 100,000 troops in the city at this time, which is a dead city in his eyes.

Therefore, Amr did not personally lead the troops, but waited in the camp for the good news from the generals, and more than an hour passed, and the shouting and killing outside continued, and his face gradually became impatient;

The city gate was a hell on earth at this time, full of corpses of soldiers killed in battle, the dogs were still attacking the city by stepping on these corpses, and there were soldiers who were smashed down by stones on the ladders erected, and the people behind continued to climb up, and the city gate was not broken, and from time to time the rockets stained with fire oil were shot from above the city wall, so that the dog soldiers carrying the rolling logs could not approach at all.

Above the city wall, Yang Zhao personally drew his bow and shot at the city from time to time, his archery skills were skillful, it can be said that the arrows were not missing; Amur squinted at the city for a moment and ordered his subordinates to take bows and arrows and aim at Yang Zhao three arrows in a row, just looking at his gestures, he knew that his archery skills were far superior to Yang Zhao, and the three beaded arrows whistled towards Yang Zhao's eyebrows, throat and left chest.

The Dog Rong people have been attacking the city for more than an hour, although the armament is sufficient, and Mo Ziling has asked the soldiers to prepare the city defense items and defenses one day in advance, how can the soldiers have been out of food for three days, and they have done their best to support the city gate has not been breached until now; many of the Dog Rong Dayue soldiers who have avoided the rocket and climbed up from the ladder are extremely difficult to deal with one, so there are also many Dayue soldiers and people who have died in battle on the city tower; even Yang Zhao now feels that he can no longer exert extra strength on his body, and his reaction is not as agile as usual, and when he hears the wind and wants to dodge, he can only avoid the two arrows at the center of his eyebrows and throat, but the arrow that shoots at the left chest can no longer dodge, I could only watch as the arrow was about to pass through my chest.

But he didn't want to fly an arrow in the oblique stab and crash into the arrow that was not more than a millimeter away from his chest, and he knocked the arrow to the ground, Yang Zhao hurriedly looked sideways, and saw that a red-clothed figure had jumped up to the city, with a delicate bow and crossbow on his arm, and it was Mo Ziling who had arrived first to save him.

Yang Zhao hurriedly stepped forward to salute and thank him, but was stopped by Mo Ziling: "General Yang, rest for a while, and the soldiers behind will arrive in a moment, the Dog Rong people will have no time to attack the city again, you lead the soldiers in the city to kill out, we will have a combination of inside and outside, and we will definitely be able to defeat the Dog Rong." ”

"What the monarch said is that the Dogjung people only have 100,000 troops, but we have more than 100,000, and we will definitely be able to drive them back to Ganzhou. ”

"I have ordered Li Yan to lead 60,000 troops to attack Ganzhou, in this battle we have equal forces, the soldiers who came back from outside the city can just be caught off guard, plus the soldiers in the city, in the open space outside the city is the most suitable to use the new formation, killing half of the dog Rong people will definitely be able to do; Li Yan can also kill half of the dog Rong people in Ganzhou without accident, so we can lose half of Amur's troops, and then it will be much easier to drive him back to the dog Rong. ”

Yang Zhao really couldn't imagine that Mo Ziling was so bold, this method was really risky, he had also led the army for many years, and he had always paid attention to steady and steady fighting, only seeking victory in stability;

Mo Ziling stopped him and instructed: "General Yang must inform the soldiers that they can eat and drink when this battle is over." ”

After turning around, Yang Zhao didn't understand why she wanted to tell this sentence at first, turned around and looked at the tired soldiers around him, and suddenly understood, indeed, at this time, any military merit rewards are all vain, only really let the soldiers eat and drink enough is what they desire the most, so that even the weakest soldiers will fight hard;

Amr was overjoyed when he saw the red-clothed figure standing at the head of the city, he thought that this martial monarch must abandon the city, and he didn't want to see her beautiful figure standing at the head of the city at this time; Mo Ziling also looked at Amur under the city at the head of the city, and there was no fear in his eyes as Amr thought, his eyes were full of deep meaning and looked at him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Seeing her look like this, Amur suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly ordered to stop the siege, and sure enough, there were bursts of horses' hooves in the distance, as well as the sound of powerful chirps, and reinforcements arrived; Amur hurriedly looked at the stunning figure at the head of the city and asked: "Where did the Wujun monarch bring the reinforcements from in such a short time? This prince has underestimated you." ”

Mo Ziling did not answer his question, seeing that the team rushed to stand at the head of the city and made a few gestures, the two lieutenant generals led the two separate teams from both sides and rushed into the team of the Inujung; Amur hurriedly ordered the team to meet the battle, but Dayue's team seemed to deliberately avoid their charge, but kept moving and slowly formed a few square shapes.

Amr was thinking about what Mo Ziling was going to do, but when he saw the carriages that appeared at the back of the team, of course he could see that the sacks on those cars must be grain and grass and military supplies, even if he understood that Mo Ziling led the troops out of the city not to give up Longzhou City but to go out to receive the grain and grass military supplies, but where did these grain and grass come from, and why did the ambushes she set up at various checkpoints not pass the message? And when she went out of the city, she saw that there were also 100,000 soldiers and horses, and now these troops are obviously less than half, where did the rest of the people go?

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a creaking sound, but it was the heavy city gate that opened from the inside, and he first saw that the soldiers who had been exhausted Dayue rushed out of the city with high momentum, and formed several circles around the outermost side of the battlefield; Amur didn't care about what they were doing in such a circle, he only knew that he must not let this batch of military funds enter the city, otherwise how could he take Longzhou, so he ordered a team to go and burn those carriages.

A clear and unparalleled voice came: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you said that if Ganzhou is also recaptured by me, how should His Royal Highness explain to your father, and will your prince's position be stable?"

"Is the Martial Monarch joking? Where did you come from to recapture Ganzhou, are you a decoration for us dog warriors?"

Amr didn't believe it at all, Mo said that the Wujun monarch in front of him was just a little girl, even a veteran couldn't do it, and tens of thousands of troops dared to attack the city when he was sleepy and lacking horses, although he only left 30,000 troops in Ganzhou, there was no problem in holding Ganzhou City, not to mention how many men and horses she could send to attack the city.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, is 80,000 troops enough to capture Ganzhou?"

Mo Ziling deliberately exaggerated the siege force in order to disturb his mind.

"The Martial Monarch will not be able to scatter beans into an army, and this prince does not believe that you can conjure reinforcements out of thin air. ”

"The prince should see that only half of the soldiers and horses brought out by this monarch are on the return journey, and the other half has 50,000, plus the 30,000 troops escorted by Dayue, you say, how many hours can we take Ganzhou?"

Mo Ziling's unhurried expression in his chest made Amr nervous, if it was really as she said, he was afraid that Ganzhou would be captured in two hours at most, and his 30,000 troops would be wiped out, so he was in a hurry; summoned a capable general to let him lead 10,000 troops, and summoned those soldiers who had set up ambushes at the checkpoint along the way to return to Ganzhou, just as he spoke, he saw wolf smoke rising in the direction of Ganzhou, and Mo Ziling really sent troops to attack the city.

Mo Ziling, who was standing at the head of the city, saw that he had dispatched tens of thousands of people and horses to leave, and laughed lightly, sure enough, his method was right, but he was afraid that the finances that the dog Rong had robbed this time were all in Ganzhou City, and in such a short period of time, Amur would not have time to transport them back to the tribe; 。

Mo Zi'an had already fought with some of the dog Rong people who pounced first, and the long sword was wielded so tightly that it could be described as a move to see blood, and Yang Zhao guarded the formation of the military resources office according to Mo Ziling's gestures, and the dog Rong people in the formation rarely rushed out of here.

Amur gradually understood that the previous circle and running of the Dayue army was actually forming a formation, but he was a nomadic tribe, although he had read a few books on the art of war and classics of the Central Plains, but he did not take it to heart; in his opinion, no matter what kind of formation the Dayue army put up, it could not trap the Dog Rong warriors, and the most important thing in the battle between the two sides was strength and bravery, and the Dog Rong warriors were born with an advantage in this regard. However, slowly watching how his men and horses could not rush through the formation, when they arrived at the side of the military convoy, his face gradually became solemn, and then he thought about it carefully, but the men and horses he had sent back to Ganzhou easily went out of the formation, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Monarch Wujun set up an ambush on the way back to Ganzhou?"

"What does the prince think?"

Amur was busy sending an order for people to chase back that team, but his generals couldn't rush through, but many people were stabbed by the cold spears from behind the shield and fell off their horses, and immediately there were a burst of Dayue soldiers next to him.

Standing in the formation, Amur's face was cloudy, and he was worried about the current situation in Ganzhou for a while, and he hated himself for falling for Mo Ziling's scheme, but he was afraid that the men and horses who would return to the aid would be lost, and the number of people on both sides of the battlefield here was already equal, but she put up such a formation, I was afraid that after this battle, the strength of the tribe she could bring back was less than thirty percent, and the entire Dog Rong clan only had more than 300,000 troops, and he didn't have to think about what would happen to him.

The more he thought about it, the more resentful he became, and when he raised his sword and rushed in the direction of Yang Zhao to kill, the red-clothed figure floated in front of him, and a cold voice came: "Prince, your opponent is this monarch!"