When he saw that the hit rate of those big snowballs was so low, and after seeing a wave of attacks, only killing and wounding less than ten Mongolian soldiers, his courage came again, and he couldn't help laughing.

His laughter had just sounded, and then he saw hundreds of large snowballs being placed on the catapult, which made his face change again, and after scolding the bastard, he hurriedly went to find the battlements to hide.

The Kaqimeng soldiers under the city are not good at using catapults, but many things are not innate, but can only be more proficient through learning.

In the first wave of snowball attacks, only 20% fell on top of the tower; When the second attack was launched, forty percent of the people who fell on the castle tower, and the third wave reached more than sixty percent, so that when the attack was launched later, the rate of snowballs falling into the city had reached about eighty percent.

As more and more snowballs fell from the sky and landed beside him, the castle tower was quickly in chaos.

Under the wave of capture, not only the casualty rate of the Mongolian soldiers was increasing, but also the things that had been prepared to defend the city were also destroyed.

The oil was struck and spilled everywhere; The sleepers were hit, some broke in two, and some were hit and flew up and fell somewhere; I just made some big snowballs, but after being hit, they fell apart, and they lost their original killing power.

The things defending the city were destroyed, and in the afternoon attack, the Mongol soldiers on the city were killed and wounded more than 300 people, and the Baha's heart ached. What's even worse is that the other Mongolian soldiers were frightened when they saw this scene, and they all wanted to abandon the city tower and run into the city to hide.

In the end, it was Baha who got angry and sent his own guards to guard the passage leading to the city, and those who dared to retreat were killed, which forced those Mongolian soldiers to stay on top of the city tower.

In the afternoon, they were all relying on catapults to attack, but the Kaqimeng soldiers did not have the slightest intention of climbing the ladder to climb the city tower. On the contrary, when it was almost dark, they stopped their attack, and one by one they came to the burning bonfire and rested.

But not all the Mongol soldiers were resting, and once they found that there was a fire on the castle tower, dozens of catapults would throw the big snowball in that direction, and the result would be that they could scare people to death if they didn't hit anyone.

In short, in a word, the Kaqi Mongolian soldiers can bake the fire under the city, but the Mongolian soldiers who defend the city cannot use the fire to drive away the cold, otherwise they will usher in a severe blow and even lose their lives.

"It's still the Song people who are powerful, compared to the means of siege, we are indeed too much inferior to him." Sitting next to the fire, looking at the darkness on the tower of Gucheng City, Uzhige felt a feeling.

This way of attacking the city was Su Shi's idea. In his words, it is not impossible to send troops to storm the fortified city, nor is it impossible to win the victory, but the price to pay is too great. For the Kaqi tribe, which is still developing, it is not the work of a wise man to fight hard.

This is the current scene, without spending a single soldier, just the heavy snow everywhere, and it has the upper hand in the first round of the fight.

"Yes, that Song man understands people's hearts very well and is a character." Hadan also said in a fitting voice. In fact, what he also wants to say is that if possible, it is better for people like Su Shi to be friends, and if they are enemies, there is really no chance of winning.

But these words are just thinking about it in his heart, and he will never dare to say it.

Hadan knew very well in his heart that the patriarch Wu Rige had been blinded by the wealth in Su Shi's hands, and it was only a matter of time before he made a move against the Su family army for the sake of those gold and silver.

The Mongolian soldiers under the city enjoyed the temperature brought by the burning of firewood, but the Mongolian soldiers on the city tower were struggling to use the temperature of their own bodies to resist the rigors of the night.

The weather in November is unusually cold at night.

At temperatures below minus 40, my whole body stiffened after standing outside for a while. But they can't help but patrol, and who knows if the strangers under the city will suddenly start to enter the city when their spirits are relaxed?

In this way, the Mongolian soldiers in the city will go out to patrol in about five minutes, and the time of a circle will definitely not exceed five minutes, and they must rush back to the temporary tent on the city tower. Although there is no temperature here, it is still much stronger than the outside.

But even so, there were still several people who were already shivering all over their bodies, and two people directly launched a high fever. But when they didn't dare to make a fire, the only thing they could do was huddle together to keep warm.

Needless to say, it's going to be a tough night.

It's just that compared to the Mongolian soldiers defending the city, on the way from the solid city to the original city, there are some Mongolian cavalry who are more difficult than them who are struggling to hurry.

If Gucheng is the east gate of the lost part of Mo Ge, then what he is waiting for is the original city four hundred miles away, that is, the main city of the lost part of Mo Ge.

The four-hundred-mile road, if it is summer, the Mongolian cavalry can arrive in one day without eating, drinking, and changing horses. Just in the cold winter when there is heavy snow everywhere, this number can often be multiplied by five or even ten.

Just like the Mongolian cavalry who went out of the city to ask for help, after only thirty miles out of the city, the war horse under the crotch wasted too much physical strength because of walking on the heavy snow, and had to stop to rest for a while.

Stop and go all the way, and when it gets dark, it's just a hundred miles of road.

But when the dark sky came and the cold wind became more biting, these Mengqi who sent out to ask for help found something that they didn't consider, that is, how to rest at night.

What I thought about before was to run to the original city in a hurry, and when I saw the main force of the Meng soldiers there, they could be regarded as having completed the task. But they forget that it is winter, and the roads are difficult to navigate under the heavy snow. It was possible to arrive in one day, but now it is completely impossible.

The day is better, with warm sun exposure, you can get some sunlight to replenish your temperature. However, at night, not only the temperature drops, but also the view is blocked, and it is impossible to run as fast as in the daytime.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and the Mongolian scouts couldn't stand it. It's not just them, it's the war horses under their crotch that after a day of running, they are physically exhausted at night, and they begin to become slower and slower.

I came out in such a hurry that I didn't bring much horse food at all, and now that there was heavy snow everywhere, it was impossible to find fresh horse grass. The horses did not have enough food to replenish their strength, and the situation became worse.

When the time came, the darkest and coldest part of the day, several scouts could not hold on and fell from their horses. Hungry and thirsty, once they fall, what awaits them is boundless darkness, and they will never be able to wake up.

But that's not all.

The important thing is that in the darkness, there are still pairs of eyes staring at them. In the heavy snow, next to the trees, two squadrons, more than 300 Su army scouts distributed on this 400-mile route, waiting for the Mongolian army to ask for help cavalry appeared one by one.

Compared with the cold Mongolian cavalry, it was also a cold winter night, but the scouts of the Su family army did not feel any cold, and they all carried sleeping bags that spanned this era.

17-style sleeping bag, this sleeping bag boldly breaks through the traditional mode of thinking. The material is made of rip-resistant polyester fabric to make the sleeping bag more durable, and there is a wear-resistant layer on the back that can rely on infrared insulation to reduce the chance of red rashes caused by damp and stuffy backs.

The sleeping bag can also keep warm in more than forty degrees below zero, and even if the fighter spends the night in the field, one sleeping bag is enough to keep warm. What's even more awesome is that the sleeping bag weighs less than three pounds in a set, which really achieves the effect of both keeping warm and reducing the burden.

With a sleeping bag on my body, everyone still has a lot of food that can replenish calories, and I really feel a little cold, so I burn a knife to take a bite, and it won't take long for my whole body to become warm. In such an environment, they did not feel any discomfort caused by the weather under the night sky.

On the contrary, in a team of three, they only need to leave one person on duty, and the other two can catch up on sleep at any time, so that they have a good physical strength to cope with any unexpected situation.

On the one hand, the elite scouts of the Su family army are ready to work, and on the other hand, they are cold and hungry Mongolian cavalry, and when they meet, it is self-evident what the result will be.

On the first night alone, more than 20 Mengqi died at the hands of the scouts of the Su family's army.

This was due to the fact that they deliberately released the water, and according to the requirements before the operation, they could not kill all the horsemen, but they had to block their progress in a gradual manner. It's two sentences.

You can kill people, but you can't kill them all, and someone needs to go to the original city to report the news.

It's just that the timing of this message needs to be controlled by them.

Su Shi is such a shrewd person, how can he not see that the growing Kaqi tribe has long been dissatisfied with himself?

It is said that even if there is a threat, it should be eliminated as soon as possible to do it once and for all.

It's just that considering that I don't know when the next time I come here, plus there is no direct conflict between Song and Meng now, there is no need to kill them at all. On the contrary, leaving them will only give the Liao people more headaches, and Su Shi can only let go of his murderous intent first.

People can't be killed, but it's still possible to find ways to weaken them. Su Shi thought about grabbing a handful before leaving here, and the target was the wealth of those Mongolian people in the solid city.

Gucheng has never been breached by the Liao, and at the most dangerous time, it has also defeated the invincible Liao. With such a result, many people will think that this is a safe city, and I don't know how many people's wealth will be concentrated here.

It's a gold mine, it's just that no one has been tapping into it. Even if Su Shi touches it, where does he have a reason not to take it?

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