The inertia of war will not be shifted because of someone's thoughts, even if a high-ranking and powerful Ah Shu is unbearable for these slaves at the moment, but as an excellent commander, he also knows that Kublai Khan's approach may also be the best solution at the moment, not only can greatly reduce the consumption of food, but at the same time, these hundreds of thousands of slave soldiers are piled up, and Xiangyang City can be buried even if it is iron.

Between the overall situation and the compassion in his heart, this excellent commander of the Mongolian Empire since Guo Jing did not hesitate for too long, he is a natural soldier, for the sake of the hegemony of the Great Mongolian Empire, let alone some slaves, when necessary, even if he needs to sacrifice himself, he will not frown.

"It's not good to go on like this!" The people at the head of the city can gradually feel a pressure from these slave armies, the morale of these slave armies is not high, or even no morale at all, but they can only move forward, unable to retreat, forward, maybe death, but there is always some hope, as long as they break through this city, they can continue to live, and may even get better, but if they retreat, there are 200,000 elite Mongolian troops with sharp blades behind them are looking at them fiercely.

These slave armies, including the Colored Eye, the Western Regions and the Han Chinese, were mixed together by Kublai Khan in order to prevent mutiny, such a rabble, and lacking weapons and guns, even if it was a collective mutiny, it could not withstand a charge from the Mongol iron cavalry, so there was only one choice left for them.

The advance of the slave army was not fast, but with each step forward, the pressure on the defending army was greater, and now, these slave troops were less than fifty paces away from the city wall, and the soldiers defending the city. It can be clearly felt that the movements of this group of slave troops are constantly transforming as they continue to approach, and the speed of advancement is getting faster and faster.

"Changing of the Guard! Organize the people to go to the city, and prepare to defend themselves against the enemy by throwing stones. Li Xuan silently looked at the slave army that was gradually rejuvenating, and his face sank like water. The order was given without hesitation.

Xiangyang City is not short of materials to defend the city, although Lu Wenhuan and these people have a lot of private pockets, but these people also know the truth of drying up and fishing, Xiangyang City has been strengthened and reserved for many years, and the arrows available in the city can definitely support until the end of this war, what is really lacking is manpower.

Man is not a creature after all, even if these slave armies are not close to each other. There is only the share of being beaten, but just constantly pulling the bowstring and shooting, which is a great test of the body and endurance of the defenders of the city, especially after the formation of this sea of people now, under that kind of pressure, the consumption of body and will will be greater.

These slave armies must not be allowed to touch the city walls, once these people are allowed to rush up. Even if the other party is just a rabble, but if it really makes the other party rush to the city. The 50,000 defenders of Xiangyang City can't afford to fight with others.

Li Xuan's order was carried out in an orderly manner, and the second round of soldiers walked up to the city in high spirits, taking over the posts of their exhausted comrades. Rolling logs and gravels are constantly being carried to the designated places, and when the opponent rushes to the bottom of the city, these rolling logs and gravels will be thrown down fiercely, causing huge casualties to the enemy.

Zhu Ziliu looked at the sky that was beginning to darken, and breathed a sigh of relief. The arrival of night will also indicate that this battle is about to end, not only him, many people have such thoughts, night battles, visibility is extremely low, even if the sky is beautiful, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, there are not many places to see, but overall, it is more advantageous to defend the side, in the past wars, Mongolia has never launched a large-scale attack at night.

"Change the guard, let the third round of soldiers go to the city, and the second round of soldiers seize the time to rest." Li Xuan looked at the sky, but he was not as optimistic as others.

"Lord Wang, there's no need for that, I think if you hold on a little longer, the Mongols should retreat." Zhu Ziliu looked at Li Xuan puzzled.

"This time, I'm afraid not!" Li Xuan shook his head, didn't explain anything, and stared coldly at the slave army that was gradually beginning to show fatigue in the actions under the city.

In a day's time, although there is no specific calculation, these slave soldiers have died no less than 50,000, this number, let everyone stagger, such a casualty rate, almost equal to the total casualties of both sides of a battle in previous years, the land outside the city has been covered with corpses, but the army rushing in the rear is stepping on the corpses of their companions to advance, but there is still no intention to stop.

"Is Kublai Khan crazy!?" In the crowd, Wu Santong looked at the slave army with a surprised face, like rice in the field, ruthlessly harvesting life, but the rear still forgot to die and continued to move forward.

Guo Jing and the others were silent, looking at the battle situation in front of them, so far, there have been no casualties on the defensive side, this should be an excellent news, especially when comparing the huge casualties of the siege army, it can be regarded as a big victory, but as long as you have some eyesight, you can see that these people are all sent by Kublai Khan to kill, and they died under the city of Xiangyang, there are Han people, Semu people, people from the Western Regions, but there are only no Mongols, which is known as unparalleled in the world, and the prosperity of the soldiers is the invincible Mongolian iron cavalry, never appeared on the battlefield at all.

Even Guo Jing, who was accustomed to the danger of the battlefield, couldn't help but feel a chill at Kublai Khan's ruthlessness, the other party, this is to use the lives of these hundreds of thousands of slaves to consume the strength of the defenders, although there were no casualties, but Guo Jing knew very well, including those soldiers who were replaced from the city to rest, after this round of consumption, everyone's strength was reduced to a valley, only eight hours, how could it be possible to recover?

"It's a pity!"

Looking at the fallen slave army, Li Xuan shook his head imperceptibly, not to pity the fate of these people, how could he focus on these dead and wounded, not to mention that these troops were not on his side.

Among the slave army, the proportion of Han Chinese is quite large, if you can give him some time, it may not be impossible to rebel against this slave army, but Kublai Khan obviously did not give him time to carry out this plan.

"Roar~"

With an excited roar, a ladder was successfully erected on the city wall, although it was quickly picked up by the strong men guarding the edge of the city wall with bamboo poles, but as if it was a signal, more and more cloud ladders were erected on the city wall, even if the surrounding strong men continued to use bamboo poles to push the ladders out, but these slave armies have rushed to the city, the hope of life has appeared, how can they give up?

"It worked!" In the rear of the slave army, Kublai Khan faintly saw the cloud ladder built on the city wall by the moonlight, and his face showed a touch of joy, in the end, this city will still be trampled under his feet!

As long as the grain and grass in Xiangyang City are obtained, the grain and grass problem that is now plaguing the Mongolian army will be solved, and the obstruction above the Han River will also be resolved, leaving only the partial division in Funiu Mountain, but it is impossible to play any role at all.

"Rolling wood, down!"

Seeing more and more cloud ladders being erected, Li Xuan's eyes flashed sharply, and he shouted.

The strong men who had already prepared behind the city wall raised the rolling logs one after another, and they didn't look closely, anyway, the city wall was already covered with enemies at this moment, and they didn't need to look closely at all, just throw the rolling logs in their hands.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang~"

In the dense impact sound, the slave army that had just rushed to the city was attacked head-on by the dense head-on, and in the screams one after another, the guards beside Li Xuan suddenly took out a yellow order flag and waved it gently, and the archers in front of them retreated one after another, leaving a large open space, and the slave army below suddenly felt a great reduction in pressure, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, but this joy did not last long, and was completely extinguished by the other party's next moves.

"Whoa~"

A puff of golden liquid fell from the sky, and the slave warriors immediately let out a miserable scream when they touched the golden liquid, falling from the top of the ladder like dumplings.

The golden liquid doesn't carry much power, but it seems to be more effective than rolling wood and bows and arrows.

On the city wall, a huge pot of oil has already been set up, a pot of boiling oil that is burned hot is poured down by a spoonful of no dead ends, for a while, the screams are endless, even if it is just a drop, it can explode a hole in the body, which makes people feel painful, not to mention, dozens of cauldrons are constantly spilled down by the surrounding people with various utensils, not long after, can already smell the smell of meat in the air, a slave soldier screamed and rolled down from the cloud with his cheeks, this person is not very lucky, At the same time, he was greeted by three people, his whole body was covered with boiling oil at the moment, the skin and flesh on his body could no longer be seen intact, the flesh and blood on his body had already been fried in boiling oil, and he was rolling on the ground in pain, reaching out in vain to grab the placket of his companion's clothes, but he got an indifferent response.

The battle is still going on, but the slave army that has just rushed up the ladder is already dead at this moment, but the slave army in the rear is still rushing up without fear of death, trampling on the corpses of their classmates and erecting new ladders on the city wall.

"Prepare for a bloody battle!" Guo Jing roared angrily, and the surrounding soldiers drew their weapons one after another, preparing to fight to the death with the enemy who was about to rush to the city wall.

"Ignition!"

Looking at the slaves who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and continued to rush towards the city wall, Li Xuan snorted coldly, stretched out his hand a little, and the torch was broken in two, and the burning end crossed a bright arc in the night sky, and fell quickly towards the dark city wall.

"Peng~"

A little light flashed under the pitch-black abyss-like city wall, but it was followed by a dazzling firelight, sprinkled on the ground with boiling oil, at the moment of collision with the flames, burst out of amazing light, followed by this section of the city wall, quickly enveloped by a sea of fire, even under the pitch-black night sky, under this section of the city wall, it was also as bright as day by the fierce fire. (To be continued......)