Chapter 406: Siege Battle!
In the city of Qiandu, the upsurge of joining the army was in full swing.
It lasted for more than ten days.
The 30,000 defenders in the city of Qiandu were added by 20,000 new soldiers, bringing the total to 50,000.
Although 20,000 are only recruits, compared with 300,000, the figure of 50,000 is undoubtedly more secure than 30,000.
On the fifteenth day, black clouds overwhelmed the city!
Beiyan's 300,000 iron horsemen are here!
And when these 300,000 iron cavalry really came to the city, most of them realized how ridiculous their previous thoughts were.
Pitch black, slaughter, iron blood, nightmare!
This is the intuitive impression brought to them by the 300,000 army of Northern Yan.
Even standing on the towering walls of Qiandu City, most of the recruits did not have the courage to look down.
There were even recruits who cried on the spot and begged to be discharged.
Hard power is hard power after all, not a short-term flicker, and the blood courage aroused can be compared.
If the 500,000 elites of Daqian are still there, these 300,000 troops are naturally nothing.
It's a pity that Daqian's 500,000 army has been buried by Emperor Tianshun in the hinterland of Northern Yan.
It stands to reason that with such behavior, Emperor Tianshun is afraid that he will not be able to enter the Great Qianzong Temple.
However, it doesn't matter.
Because if Daqian can't survive this catastrophe, it is not certain whether there is a temple or not!
On the day the city is broken, everyone will die!
After Beiyan arrived, he didn't play falsely.
Attack the city directly!
Every soldier of the Northern Yan is like a wolf and a tiger, with a long-standing hatred, with a desire for the high-ranking officials after the city is broken, like a tiger and wolf, wielding swords, using cloud ladders, to climb the city wall.
When Northern Yan attacked the city, it was already a cold winter moon, and in a short time, I was afraid that it would be Chinese New Year's Eve.
It's just that this year, the people in Qiandu City, I'm afraid that the vast majority of people will not be able to eat the reunion dinner.
Wei Qing stood on top of the city wall, looking at the Beiyan Iron Cavalry like a black cloud below, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
After all, he was a civilian official and had never been on the battlefield.
But he knew that he could not be afraid! Can't even show the slightest fear.
Because at this moment, he is the hope and example of the vast majority of people in Qiandu City!
In the case that Emperor Tianshun and a number of high-ranking officials of the Great Qian's court are dead or their whereabouts are unknown, he seems to have become a banner of the Great Qian!
If this banner collapses, then the already fragile Daqian will no longer have any power to resist in front of the 300,000 Northern Yan Iron Horsemen who are sharpening their swords!
So, he can't pour!
Not only can you not fall, but you must also take the lead in everything.
Give hope to the soldiers on the city wall, and to the people in the Qiandu City!
Wei Qing narrowed his eyes, only to feel a deep tiredness welling up, and the whole person looked groggy and particularly sleepy.
From the moment he knew that Emperor Tianshun and his 500,000 army had been burned, he had been sleeping at night, sleeping only four hours a night, but during the day, he had to maintain high-intensity work all the time.
For an old man in his fifties, it is really a bit unbearable.
But he didn't show it, but tried his best to open his eyes and make the appearance of supervising the battle.
Smack!
A slender arm covered with armor slapped him on the shoulder, and then a slight cough sounded: "I'm here, you can go back first." ”
The person who spoke was none other than Huo Qiji.
When Emperor Tianshun led his troops to the battle, he was still recuperating from his injuries in the mansion and was not taken away together.
And now, he seems to have become the last hope of the whole Qiandu, and even the entire Daqian!
After all, Wei Qing was just a literati, and it was obviously unrealistic for him to lead the troops to fight, command 50,000 soldiers, and resist the siege of the 300,000 army of Northern Yan.
No matter how much he dreams of sleeping at night, he will bow down to everything, and he will only sleep for one hour a day, and he will never be able to do it!
But, Huo Qiji can!
In fact, he has been resisting the siege of the Northern Yan for three days with very few casualties!
This is the battlefield he's always longed for!
Win more with less, and be famous through the ages!
Not to mention recasting the glory of his father, but at least, it can't disgrace the reputation of the champion Hou.
Wei Qing had already promised him that as long as he could take down the Qiandu City in this war, he would be knighted again!
Title: Champion!
Take the meaning of the three armies of the brave crown!
If you can't keep it, everything will naturally stop.
Huo Qiji's long and narrow eyes looked at the battlefield like a black cloud, and he saw that among them, arrows were flying everywhere, like meteors, taking people's lives at every turn!
The siege of Beiyan is very rhythmic, with guards wearing heavy armor carrying one-person high shields to resist in front, and then there are warriors wearing light armor holding siege pillars, under the protection of heavy armor guards or something, attacking the city wall with siege pillars!
Knock knock!
Each crash was like the footsteps of death, catalyzing the fear and panic of the soldiers on the city wall step by step.
On such a battlefield, recruits are not qualified to come up.
Therefore, Huo Qiji's command is 30,000 veterans, and 20,000 recruits, some of them are doing logistics, and the other part is actively participating in training.
"Wei Xiang, how is the palace wall repaired?"
When Wei Qing heard this, his eyebrows couldn't help but show a little bitterness.
Yes, in Huo Qiji's expectation, there is a high probability that Qiandu City will not be able to hold it.
But it doesn't matter, he has prepared three lines of defense for Qiandu!
The first is the Qiandu city wall.
The second is the street battles in Zhengde, Yongle, and Jing'an!
He laid a large number of traps in the streets and alleys of these three squares, and once he touched it, he would either die or be injured!
And the last line of defense is the palace wall!
Daqian is a big country that has been established for more than 300 years, and the imperial palace has been greatly repaired, and the palace walls are tall and solid, although it may not be able to accommodate the whole city's people, but 50 or 60 percent should be fine.
If it is really impossible to do anything in the end, the only way to do it is to evacuate some people in advance and let them flee for their lives.
Those who could not escape hid in the palace.
And they will also have a final showdown with Beiyan in the Imperial Palace!
"The repair is almost complete, and the streets and alleys of Zhengde Sanfang have also been reinforced, and the recruits train in them day and night to familiarize themselves with the terrain."
Huo Qiji nodded, and then asked again with an expressionless face, "What about hay and tung oil?" How's the collection going? ”
"The hay and tung oil in the whole city have been almost collected, there is a lot of hay, barely up to the standard you set, but tung oil is still a little insufficient!"
Hearing this, Huo Qiji's face finally changed slightly, and he frowned: "Then replace it with other oil, if it doesn't work, just refine the oil!" ”
"Anyway, ten days later. The amount of oil must meet the standard, only more, not less! ”
Wei Qing took a deep breath, and the air on the city wall poured into his lungs, only to feel full of bitterness.
But he still nodded and said, "I'll do my best." ”
Knock knock!
Huo Qiji nodded, then turned around and ignored Wei Qing no more.
The siege wrestlers are the most elite troops in the 300,000-strong army of Northern Yan, and it is indeed not bad to be able to siege the city for so long.
However, I must be exhausted by now!