Chapter 300: The First Legion Rebels

Wei Zhongxian, who was standing in the city, looked at the people below who gathered the corpses, and asked lightly: "In this battle, what are the casualties of our side?"

"Returning to the general, more than 3,000 people were wounded and nearly 2,000 died. ”

At this time, Yuen Long heard the question about the casualties, and replied respectfully.

"Hey... In the first battle, more than 5,000 people were lost, how long can the other side defend the city if it continues to attack the city?" Hearing Wei Zhongxian's voice talking to himself, the four regiment commanders all lowered their heads.

Because the four of them also understood that the casualties this time were small, and the other party must have taken the initiative to withdraw their troops, if they continued to attack until dark, then the number of casualties would be more than that.

It's just that the four of them are quite relieved that the other party's casualties are much more than their own, and when they see the black corpses below, it is roughly estimated that there are more than 20,000 people, so it is okay.

"Yuen Long, you go back and paste the notice, mobilize the people to help transport the baggage, let the soldiers rest on the spot, and find some young and middle-aged people to come to the city wall. ”

"General... This makes it inappropriate for the people to defend, right?"

At this time, Shi Da heard that the general wanted the people to go to the city wall, and immediately expressed his opinion.

"Lao Shi, what are you excited about? I'm just saying that I will find some people to go up to the city wall to act as lookouts, and let the soldiers defending the city go down to the city to rest, as long as the other party launches an attack on the city, all the people will immediately go down the city wall. ”

"This siege has been going on for most of the day, and the soldiers are exhausted, if they don't let them rest well, how can they meet the next siege?"

After Wei Zhongxian finished speaking, the four regiment leaders nodded in approval.

Yuen Long then went down to prepare some notices, and at the same time told the men to hurry up and cook, so that the soldiers could rest as soon as they finished eating.

At this time, outside the city wall, the team that collected the corpses did not communicate with each other, only silently carried the corpses onto the flatbed, and at this time, the original wooden flatbed was already stained red with blood.

Fortunately, there were not many corpses that fell outside the city on the side of the defenders, so they simply searched around the city wall and made sure that there were no soldiers on their side, and the convergence team returned.

And it wasn't until it was dark that the convergence team on Xiang Wentian's side picked up the white light to clean up all the corpses outside the city.

It's just that a large part of the original yellow land is already dark black at this time, especially under the city wall, it has become dark red, which shows how much blood has been shed to water it like this.

And the whole ground is full of broken weapons and armor, reflecting the dark earth, and you can see the tragic situation of the siege of the city during the day.

Compared with the comfort inside the city, the camp outside the city can only be described as silent at this time.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, Xiang Wen Tianzuo is at the top hand, the old man in the black robe sits on the upper left hand, and the other regiment commanders sit down separately.

Only this time, the captain's seat was actually vacant for three.

Xiang Wentian looked at the empty seats, and he didn't get angry.

"Let's talk about it, how many soldiers and horses were lost in this battle?"

Xiang Wentian's cold words blew into the leaders sitting in their seats like a cold winter wind.

Everyone was silent, and the old man in the black robe said leisurely, "In this battle, according to statistics, 3 regiment commanders and dozens of commanders were killed in the battle, and a total of nearly 30,000 people were killed. ”

More than 20,000 people were wounded, and nearly 15,000 people were seriously wounded, so after the end of World War I, a total of nearly 45,000 people were lost in battle. At the same time, countless grains and grass were lost. ”

Compared with Xiang Wentian's coldness, the data reported by the black-robed old man was like a sharp knife, piercing Xiang Wentian's heart.

"And these are not the key, the most critical is the problem of grain and grass, more than half of it is burned, and the remaining grain and grass is only used by the army for 10 days at most, and it is in the case of a deduction. ”

The old man in the black robe said that he suddenly didn't want to continue talking here, it was really a special failure, and the first battle of the division was like this, which cast a shadow on the southward movement of the division.

And Xiang Wentian had already clenched his fists at this time, and he was just about to shoot the case, and the regiment leaders below lowered their heads one by one, and they didn't dare to come out.

"Emissary, how long will it take for the follow-up grain and grass to arrive?"

At this time, Xiang Wentian began to have a headache, the army had no food and could not attack the city, from the beginning of the army to the closure of the city and the beginning of camping, it has been 6 days, if it drags on for more than ten days, it will really become a joke.

"It is estimated that even if the follow-up grain and grass do not need to be collected, it will arrive directly, and the fastest may be 5 days, and it is a case of good weather, if there is another weather impact, this may take more than 10 days. ”

"Ugh...."

Hearing this, Xiang Wentian sighed heavily, and then had no choice but to ask to strengthen the vigilance, not to let the enemy steal the camp, and then decided to hold the town for a few days, not to attack the city for the time being, and then slow down.

And Xiang Wentian is in trouble with the siege of the city, and also in the Acropolis, the siege is also in trouble, and this time it is not the defense of the Great Prince that is in trouble, but the siege army of the Emperor Yongli.

Because of Gou Jian's eagerness for quick success and quick profit, and because of the oppression of Emperor Wynn, Gou Jian didn't care about the lives of the soldiers at all, and attacked the city every day, and did not withdraw his troops until dark.

For three days in a row, the soldiers besieging the city were miserable, and they were physically and mentally exhausted.

And on the side of the eldest prince guarding the acropolis, it is slightly better, not to mention far away, there are people in the city for cooking, and there are militiamen in the city who consciously organize the city at night, so that the soldiers can fully rest.

In this way, one is a tired teacher, and the other is a cultivated teacher, one attacking and one defending, and this gap is gradually widening.

By the afternoon of the third day, the soldiers had no strength to climb the walls, let alone launch an effective charge, and many of them were killed by feathered arrows on the way before they could reach the bottom of the walls.

And Gou Jian, who saw all this, was not happy, and the day given by the emperor was getting closer and closer, and Gou Jian was getting more and more anxious. No, it was just dark, and after Mingjin withdrew his troops, some of the regiment commanders' armor had not yet been removed, and they were called to the big tent by Gou Jian.

At this time, Gou Jian sat at the top of the big tent, staring at the few regiment leaders who had just sat down with his eyes blazing.

At this time, these regiment commanders who had just sat down were also full of anger, and they couldn't blame themselves for not being able to defeat the siege, and they all went up to the battlefield one by one to kill the enemy, and at this time, they all had crooked helmets and oblique armor.

Not even the armor had been replaced, and the armor had turned blood-red, dripping with blood.

Gou Jian glanced at everyone, and when he saw that everyone was dejected, he immediately roared and scolded, "Waste... It's all nonsense, 400,000 troops are attacking the city, how many days has it been?"

"You haven't taken it yet, what are you saying you're not talking nonsense? ”

Gou Jian scolded and scolded as if he was not angry, stood up directly, kicked the coffee table in front of him with one kick, and spilled the things placed on it.

And this alarm also alarmed the soldiers guarding outside the big tent, and a soldier lifted the curtain and stretched out his head to take a look, but before he could see what was going on, he was scolded back by Gou Jian.

The soldier shrunk his neck, no longer caring what was going on inside, and stood at his post.

Gou Jian, who had been scolded for a while, seemed to have a bad breath, and the heads of the regiments who were scolded were silent one by one, as if Gou Jian did not exist.

"I'm giving you one day, just tomorrow day, and if I don't see the banner of my Wynn Dynasty planted on the tower of the Acropolis by tomorrow night, you all come to see you one by one. ”

Gou Jian scolded the last sentence angrily, kicked away the coffee table that was blocking the way, and left the big tent angrily.

And this time, Gou Jian completely buried the pen of death for himself.

Seeing Gou Jian leaving, the heads of the regiment who were doing it all took a deep breath, and then spit it out, each of them looked at each other, and they all shook their heads and smiled.

It's just that only I know that this is a naked wry smile.

"Hey... If we go on like this, either Gou Jian will die, or we will die!"

A regiment commander, who was about 40 years old, said with a sigh.

This regiment commander has the oldest qualifications in the First Legion, and because of his cultivation, he has always been stuck in the position of regiment commander, and he has not been promoted, but it does not mean that he is not important.

"Who's to say it's not? These days, the army of 400,000 has consumed nearly 100,000 people, and these are all our brothers? ”

"You're only half, I'm less than a third of the wounded now. ”

Next is the time when the commanders of each regiment begin to pour bitter water, talking about the casualties of their regiment one by one.

"Smack... Attack him a fart attack, a waste who can't fight, what else can he do except point fingers, if I say, go straight to the opposite and go to the eldest prince. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone who had been pouring bitter water suddenly quieted down, so quiet that they could hear the needle falling, and then everyone looked at the bearded man.

This man relied on his own strength and cultivation to achieve the position of the head of the regiment. But he was born with a temper, but what he said just now made everyone see a different ending.

Rather than being killed by Gou Jian in the end, it is really better to directly reverse this Gou Jian and take refuge in the eldest prince, not to mention far away, the eldest prince is the eldest son of the original dynasty, and the royal family is orthodox.

"What are you all looking at me for, are you all doing it?" the bearded man said again a little uncomfortably when he saw that everyone was looking at him.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and finally look at the oldest leader.

After pondering for a moment, the head of the regiment beckoned to everyone, beckoned everyone to the front of his seat, and then lowered his body and said, "Since everyone wants to rebel, then it is better to take advantage of tonight to directly give Gou Jian's turtle grandson..."

The words were not finished, but the movements of the hands were made.

Everyone is mixed with the army, so I don't know what that means.

Everyone nodded, indicating that they understood! Then everyone discussed it and decided to start it on the 5th watch before dawn, and directly clicked Gou Jian, and then carried his head as a vote and contributed it to the eldest prince to show his sincerity.

When the arrangement was in place, they each looked at each other as if they were all right, and each returned to his seat, and after pretending to discuss the military situation again, he rested and left.

It's just that when they left, the two regiment commanders each took away the soldiers on both sides who were guarding the door, and as for the end, no one cared about it.

And Gou Jian was eating barbecue and drinking wine in the big tent at this time, and he didn't know how comfortable his small life was, and he didn't know that maybe this was the last wine he could drink.