Chapter 158: The Bloody Battle Will Not Retreat
The Yantai beacon fire continued, and the Qianghu soldiers arrived at the Han camp......
Jixi Fort, a place that has been repeatedly reinforced by Zhu Gaoxu and has almost become a pass, has become a veritable meat grinder at this moment.
The Tanma Red Army was attacking the city, climbing the Lu bus like ants gathering and swarming, jumping into the horse road, waving the blunt soldiers in their hands, and constantly shouting words that the Ming army could not understand.
They didn't say anything about forming a formation, but only a blow and the numerical superiority that was enough to crush the Ming army.
"Put!"
"Boom!!"
Eight pieces of artillery burst into flames again, killing many of the Tanma Red soldiers who tried to climb the Lu bus.
In response, countless Tanma Red Army stretched out their bows and arrows and shot arrows at the Ming army who counterattacked on the women's wall.
Sharp arrows whistled past his ears, and the horse road was short fighting, screaming everywhere, and his eyes were full of flesh and blood.
Rainstorm arrows flew past the armor, but more often than not, they hit the armor, turning people into hedgehogs.
There are no more cursing words, there are people all around, and everyone is red-eyed.
Splashes of blood were thrown in the air, and the brave soldiers fought back again and again, Rao was dead, and the soul seemed to still roar in the blood-stained fog.
A pair of blood-red eyes looked particularly fierce on the hideous face, and the bloody gas wafting in the air also became the most powerful stimulant.
The smoke of gunpowder was filled, and corpses were strewn all over the city and outside, and rivers of blood flowed like rivers.
"Let's fight!"
On the horse road, Lin Su roared, his face was covered with blood, and he didn't know if it was his own, his enemy's, or his comrade's.
At this moment, he only knows one thing, and that is that he must defend Jixi Fort and be with His Highness.
"Uhh
Swinging the hammer, this seems to have become a mechanical repetition of everyone on the city walls.
People are constantly falling into the city from the road, and people are falling on the road.
The horse road, which is less than two feet wide, is crowded with people at this moment.
Thousands of Hu soldiers flocked to the road, climbing up the ladder, constantly seizing the space on the road of Jixi Fort.
The boiling water splashed out, scalded, and screamed......
Hand-to-hand combat, sparks splashing, life-and-death fighting......
Armor against armor, such a close balance makes the battle line anxious.
The scene of thousands of people fighting without further action was shocking, and some Hu soldiers who could not get on the horse began to aim their bows at the cheeks of the Ming army and shoot arrows.
Similarly, the Ming troops who could not rush to the front of the battle also raised their bows and shot arrows.
"Boom!!"
The sound of artillery rang out every other word, taking more than a dozen or even dozens of lives each time.
Even so, the number of Hu soldiers was still much more than that of the Ming army, and many Ming troops fought to exhaustion, and were pulled behind by their comrades and replaced again.
For a time, the entire line of defense was in jeopardy......
"Wow!"
In a short fight, the force transmitted made Wang Yi's mouth ache.
His personal martial arts and strength are not strong, and his appearance is very ordinary, precisely because he is very ordinary in all aspects, he has only been an official of a hundred households for eight years.
Before Zhu Gaoxu came to Jilin City, even he, a hundred household officials, was mixed up by Yu Mengcai, who inherited his father's generation.
"Lao Wang, back away!"
Someone stretched out his hand to drag Wang Yi back, but it was the Hu soldier in front of him who waved his weapon and was about to hit him.
Everyone saw that Wang Yi was already at the end of his crossbow, so they dragged him back again and again.
In this thick fog, Wang Yi could no longer see the enemy army on the way back, and could only hear the shouts of killing in his ears.
He was given a chance to rest, and leaned against a stone pier on the road, recovering his strength luxuriously.
Looking at his comrades who were still fighting in front of him, he glanced down at the tiger's mouth that had burst out, the blood soaked the coarse cloth wrapped around his hands, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.
Looking up, he glanced at the dense fog that had never dispersed around him, and seemed to think of his father in his memory.
"Dad, I became an official of a thousand households, ...... bigger than your official"
Grinning, Wang Yi ignored the pain in his hands, and strengthened his strength to prepare to go to the front line.
"That's it!"
A big hand grabbed his shoulder, Wang Yi turned his head to look, but saw Zhu Gaoxu standing behind him.
At this moment, he put on his double armor again, although Wang Yi was already scarred, he still grinned: "Your Highness, don't worry, as long as there is still a soldier alive, this Jixi Fort will not be broken!" β
"I know......" Zhu Gaoxu put on a phoenix-winged helmet, took out a piece of iron armor and put it on his face.
Through the iron mask, Zhu Gaoxu continued to speak in a dull manner: "Now, I am also a soldier!" β
As soon as the words fell, Zhu Gaoxu walked forward, and when Wang Yi saw this, he also grabbed the gourd hammer that was thrown aside, and staggered to follow.
"Kill!"
"Come, Chief! Shoot the arrows! β
In the thick fog, the two sides were abusive, although each could not understand the other's language, but the actions in the hands represented everything.
A Bohai Navy member tripped over the corpse, and the Hu soldier standing in front of him was about to smash the iron bone on the back of his head.
"Get out!"
In the thick fog, a black shadow flashed, instantly knocking the iron bones in the hands of the Hu soldier away.
For a while, the Hu soldier's mouth burst apart, and before he had time to call, he looked up and saw Zhu Gaoxu, who was almost half his body taller.
Such a person suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and Rao is experienced in a hundred battles Tanma Chijun couldn't help but be taken aback.
There was no time and space to react, and the two iron shovels swung and smashed down, and between the left and right bows, the two Tanma Red Army fell.
"Brothers! Let's pick up the bearded dogs left by His Highness and eat them! β
"Roar!!"
Wang Yi roared, and with a swing of the hammer, he stoned to death one of Zhu Gaoxu's seriously injured Tanma Red Army.
Behind him, the Bohai Navy and the Liaodong Army followed one after another, smashing another Tanma Red Army to death and leaving his body in the fort.
"Shoot the arrows! Shoot that big guy first! β
Among the Tanma Red Army, a hundred household officials commanded the Tanma Red Army, which could not fight on the front line, to bend their bows and arrows and shoot towards Zhu Gaoxu.
Dozens of arrows were shot in front of Zhu Gaoxu, most of them were knocked away by the double armor, but a small number of them were shot in the gaps of the outer armor, dangling and stuck.
This time, Zhu Gaoxu learned wisely, and his visor blocked the only exposed skin on his face, while Wang Yi followed him with his soldiers to help him deal with the Hu soldiers who tried to sneak attack from multiple angles.
Without the scruples of being attacked, all Zhu Gaoxu needs to do is to move forward.
With Wang Yi's cooperation, Zhu Gaoxu's physical exertion was not as great as yesterday, and he gradually adapted to this rhythm.
Soon, this section of the city wall began to counterattack, and on the two-zhang wide horse road, only the seven or eight Hu soldiers who could fight Zhu Gaoxu head-on, plus Wang Yi to protect his sides, he only needed to face five or six people.
Even though his vision was obstructed while wearing the visor, Zhu Gaoxu gradually enjoyed it.
He counted the Red Army of Tanma that had fallen under his own hammer, from two to five, to ten, to twenty......
Gradually, he forgot the number, and only felt that the breath in his chest was being consumed like crazy.
However, at the second word (ten minutes), his throat felt a burning sensation, and the visor became a presence that hindered his breathing.
"Come again! All up! β
Zhu Gaoxu roared in his heart, and the iron shovel in his hand began to become heavier.
"Bang!!"
Under the blow, Zhu Gaoxu knocked down a horse red army at the same time, and a shovel in his hand also came out.
"He's out of energy!"
"Kill him!"
"He's tall, break his legs!"
In the middle of the Red Army, seeing that Zhu Gaoxu's movements were getting slower and slower, they finally got rid of their fears and turned their previous fears into the motivation of the moment.
They killed Zhu Gaochu one after another, trying to take advantage of their short size to attack Zhu Gaoxu's lower three roads.
"Protect Your Highness!"
Wang Yi's face was covered with blood, and he didn't know if it was his own or the enemy's.
Rao is that he has exhausted his strength, but he still roars loudly, and escorts Zhu Gaoxu with his soldiers.
"It's almost ......"
Zhu Gaoxu's gaze was not on the Tanma Chijun in front of him, his gaze was on the fog, and what he wanted to see finally appeared in the fog at this moment.
"They're down!"
When the Lu bus appeared, Zhu Gaoxu knew that there was not much left of the Tanma Red Army.
He snatched the shield of a soldier beside him, held a shield in one hand and a shovel in the other, and buried his head and crashed into the Tanma Red Army in front of him.
When a six-foot-long being, weighing more than 200 catties with armor, collided with the Red Army, who was no more than five feet long and weighed no more than 100 catties, no formation could stop that force.
In just an instant, the Tanma Red Army was knocked down by Zhu Gaoxu, and a hole was broken in the formation.
Their downfall caused a chain reaction that caused the crowded formation to fall backwards.
"Kill!"
Wang Yi seized the opportunity, and with his brothers behind him, he stepped on the fallen Tanma Red Army and began to attack.
Hundreds of people trampled past them, and deliberately avoided the place where Zhu Gaoxu fell.
"Withdraw!"
Seeing that his own position was in chaos, the Qianhu of the Tanma Red Army, who was in charge of the command, had no choice but to issue a military order to retreat.
Immediately afterwards, the defeated Tanma Red Army began to retreat, and the Ming army pursued and killed them until they watched them retreat from the city, and then they tried their best to knock down the siege tower with a poke gun.
When the tall siege tower fell, all the Ming troops relaxed, and they slumped on this section of the road, lying with the corpses but no longer had a sense of fear.
Zhu Gaoxu was also one of them, he took off his phoenix-winged helmet and visor, and gasped for breath.
Many of the brothers looked at him and smiled when they saw him gasping for air.
To tell the truth, if Zhu Gaoxu could maintain such an intensity of means without getting tired, then they would have to wonder if his Royal Highness was the reincarnation of an immortal.
When lying down, Zhu Gaoxu stood up with his hands on the female wall.
Around him were countless corpses, almost piled up on the horse road.
"Get up and go to the next section!"
Zhu Gaoxu shouted this sentence tiredly to the sky, and then began to gallop to the rest of the city wall with more than a hundred soldiers.
Time passed little by little, and the fog began to dissipate as the sun rose, and before the remnants of the Qianhu officials who were driven down the city by Zhu Gaoxu and them retreated back to the camp, the fog had already faded, and gradually Haragu could already see the current battlefield clearly.
When he saw his own group of soldiers and horses retreating, his face turned pale.
But today's Jixi Fort is destined to let him eat a closed door.
Under his gaze, a group of soldiers and horses were driven out of Jixi Fort, and all of them were defeated and retreated.
When the last team of soldiers and horses was driven out of Jixi Fort, the first team of defeated and retreated Qianhu officials also fled back in embarrassment.
"Tell me how you went from victory to defeat in a quarter of an hour......
Haragu looked at the thousand households of the Tanma Chijun who were kneeling on the ground, and the thousand households also stubbornly said:
"There is a fierce general among the southerners, and our people can't show it on the road, so we can't stop him......"
"Are you cheating on me?!" Hearing Qianhu's ridiculous words, Haragu raised his horsewhip and wanted to be beaten.
At this time, Tulu Hucha'er, who was next to him, suddenly asked: "Is the weapon in your hand the man's weapon?" β
"Yes!" Qianhu hurriedly presented the weapons he had ordered to retrieve from the battlefield with both hands.
Seeing this, Harawu also suppressed his temper, and after taking the iron shovel, his face softened slightly, but after a while, he became even more ugly.
"This is at least ten catties, people who can use such short soldiers, it seems that there is really a fierce general among the southerners, I don't know if it's Ping Baoer or who."
Khalawu and Tolu Kucha'er looked at the heavy iron shovel and weighed it with their hands, and they couldn't help but feel a headache.
The people of the south called him "Your Highness", and they didn't know what it meant. β
Qianhu imitated the explanation of His Royal Highness in the official words, and the two people who heard this were also stunned.
Hu Bing didn't know the official language, but they were nobles who were proficient in the official language.
Doesn't the "Your Highness" in Nanyin refer to vassal kings and princes?
"It is Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Bohai, the second son of Zhu Di, the king of Yan."
Tulu Kucha'er watched as Haragu told him what he knew, and Haragu tightened his grip on the shovel in his hand after hearing this.
"I didn't expect that madman to give birth to such a brave son."
Harawu picked up the iron shovel to observe, he just observed it with one hand for a while, and then he felt the soreness of his forearm, I really don't know how Zhu Gaoxu used it to make weapons.
"Settle the dead and wounded, order the army to rest for a day, and tomorrow see how many soldiers and horses are left in the south."
Haragu did not order a counterattack again, he had read the military books of the Central Plains, and knew the truth that 'one blow and then three declines and three exhaustions'.
Tulu Kuchaer hugged his chest and responded, and then began to arrange for the army to prepare to kill sheep and make food.
The same thing is not only being done by them, but also by the Ming army.
Zhu Gaoxu returned to the gatehouse, and after taking off his armor, he only felt that he had been reborn, and the whole person was too relaxed.
He leaned back in his chair, hungry.
After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside the gatehouse, and Yishaha, who was covered in blood, walked into the gatehouse with a pot of mutton.
"Your Highness, eat some to cushion your stomach first, and the meal will be ready soon."
Yisha put the pot of mutton in front of Zhu Gaoxu, which weighed several catties.
As soon as he saw this pot of mutton, Zhu Gaoxu subconsciously stretched out his hand, but fortunately, he saw the blood stains on his hands, so he could only get up with exhaustion and go to the corner to clean it.
When he came back, he stretched out his hand and began to feast, and at the same time he explained to Yisha: "Sit down and eat together." β
"The slaves and maids won't eat it, and there is still something in the castle." He was also very tired, although he was in charge of the second-line battlefield, there were more armor soldiers who fell down the city wall today than the armor soldiers who attacked the city yesterday.
After a brief gesture, he turned around and left the gatehouse.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhu Gaoxu ate and wiped clean, and Lin Su and Wang Yi also came from outside the door with a few hundred officials.
"Have you eaten them all?" When Zhu Gaochu saw everyone, he asked if they wanted to eat, but everyone's faces were solemn, and Zhu Gaochu also realized that there were many dead and injured this morning.
"Your Highness, today the brothers of Jilin and Liaodong were killed one hundred and thirty-seven people, two hundred and fifty-two were seriously wounded, and Hu Cong also killed and wounded four hundred and seventy-two people......"
In just one day, the Ming army suffered more than 800 casualties, including nearly 400 casualties.
"Four hundred people......" Zhu Gaoxu was silent, even after yesterday's war, they never thought that nearly four hundred people would be killed or injured in one day.
"In two days, we have killed and injured more than 500 people." Lin Su and the others lowered their heads.
There were only 3,000 soldiers in Jilin City, and now one-sixth of them have been killed in battle.
If they weren't family, I'm afraid they'd have collapsed long ago.
"How many dead and wounded Hu soldiers ......" Zhu Gaoxu asked in a deep voice, and Wang Yi on the side also said: "It's not calculated yet, but it should be no less than 1,000 and 5, and as many as three or four hundred people were killed by artillery." β
Fortunately, Hu Bing's death and injury relieved Zhu Gaoxu.
Today's siege is full of armor soldiers, and the death of more than 1,500 armor soldiers may make the opposite Kharagu very uncomfortable.
After all, on the grassland, even if it was the Mongolian tribes of the early Ming Dynasty that ate the old books of the Yuan Dynasty, 1,500 armor cavalry were not a small force.
Even if the current Tatar and Warat divisions are combined, the armor soldiers that can be pulled out are only forty or fifty thousand.
For a tribe like Uliangha, it is difficult for the whole army to have more than 10,000 soldiers.
One-tenth of the armor soldiers were killed or wounded, enough to drive Kharagu mad.
Thinking of this, Zhu Gaoxu explained to the Yishu Ha people: "Today, Haragu has killed and injured so many armored soldiers, and tomorrow the army will either withdraw or increase the offensive." β
"They shouldn't know that there are a thousand armor soldiers from the Liaodong Capital Division in Jilin City, this is an opportunity for us."
"If tomorrow he presses the armor again, then another day of fierce fighting, they will not be able to bear the casualties and retreat."
"Tell Hu Cong to clean and repair the armor that has been torn off Hu Bing's body in the past few days, and then all the strong ones will put on armor and go to the city to garrison."
"As long as Jixi Fort is not broken, Hara Wu and them won't last long!"
Zhu Gaoxu is very confident, because he understands the Wuliangha tribes and understands the offensive and defensive forms.
Feng Sheng and Fu Youde told him that throughout the ages, sieges were mainly sieges, followed by attacking the heart, and finally attacking.
The reason why there are few examples of strong attacks is because the casualties of strong attacks are too great, but as long as the advantage is large enough, the generals who command the troops will not choose to attack.
Such an example can also be used in the "Art of War" "Ten and surround it, five and attack it, and divide it twice, the enemy can fight, and if there is a few, he can escape, but he can avoid it." to understand.
In just one sentence, it gives the best decision reference from the overall state and situation of competition, which is the value of "The Art of War".
At present, the situation faced by Haragu has begun to gradually retreat.
Although there is still an army of seemingly twenty or thirty thousand outside the city, once the unarmored soldiers attack the city, they will suffer heavy casualties, and Jixi Fort is well guarded, even if the armored soldiers attack, it is difficult to fall without several times the number of troops.
Today, more than 5,000 armor soldiers of Haragu failed to take Jixi Fort, and lost one-third of their troops.
Tomorrow, if he can find that the number of armor soldiers in Jixi Fort is not less than his, then he will measure the retreat.
"Your Highness, will they continue to besiege the city?"
"Yes, it would not be good if the city was besieged, we will only have enough food for nineteen days."
Lin Su asked, and Wang Yi also followed, but Zhu Gaoxu was not worried about this, and explained:
"If they have enough food to eat, they should choose to besiege the city rather than storm it."
"They choose to attack, which means that they feel that they don't have enough food, and they can't figure out how much food we have, so they choose to attack."
"Now that the assault has failed, the Hu soldiers have already retreated, as long as we continue to hold on, they will have to withdraw in a few days."
Zhu Gaoxu appeased everyone, which can be regarded as a disguised encouragement.
Hearing his words, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
In the past few days, they have left too many comrades, and if they continue, they are all worried that the people below will collapse.
Since its establishment, Jilin City has never encountered such a great enemy, let alone experienced such a large number of casualties.
Now that they have Zhu Gaoxu's answer, they know how to tell the people below.
Thinking of this, they turned sideways and looked out of the city, at the continuous barracks.
"So many people have died, should we withdraw?"
When Zhu Gaoxu and the others looked at the Uliangha camp, there was also a quarrel in the big tent of Harawu.
After seeing the deaths and injuries of the Weng Niute and Uliangha tribes in the past two days, Haisa Nan Daxi of the Uziyat (Fuyuwei) department had already retreated in his heart.
When he put forward this idea, the ten thousand households, thousands of households, and Taiji of the Uqiye Department also nodded their heads one after another, not wanting to continue to fight Jixibao.
Not only them, but even many of the generals of the Uliang Habu did not want to continue to fight Jixibao, especially those who had seen Zhu Gaoxu's power in today's battle.
Even though they had retreated, they still couldn't stop being afraid when they recalled Zhu Gaoxu's bravery.
As soon as they thought of continuing to fight, and fighting with people like Zhu Gaoxu, they muttered in their hearts.
"Today's failure is my problem."
When everyone was arguing, Haragu did not shirk his responsibility, but instead admitted the problem and pointed out the problem:
"They have more armor than we estimated, and they have more people defending the city than we estimated."
As he spoke, Khalagu threw out a sign, and everyone looked at it.
γLiaodong Metropolitan Division, Shenyang Central Guard, Left Army, Thousand Households, ......]
"How come the soldiers and horses of Liaodong are here?"
Haisa Nan, who picked up the token, replied and looked at Harawu suspiciously, but Haragu also shook his head and said:
"I don't know, but among the brands picked up on the battlefield, there are only the brands of this Qianhu and Jilin Wei."
"There are more soldiers and horses in the south than we estimated, even if we add a thousand soldiers and horses in Liaodong, it is enough for us to drink a pot."
"Therefore, I have decided to withdraw tomorrow, but on the way to withdraw, we will attack the six cities, so that we will not return in vain."
"Good!" Hearing Harawu's words, everyone scrambled to agree.
At this moment, they no longer tried to eat Jilin City, because the meat of Jilin City had broken their teeth.
In comparison, the six cities in the north are easier to capture and can also be very rewarding.
"In that case, let's all retreat."
Haragu waved his hand, and many nobles hugged their chests and saluted in return, and then withdrew from Haragu's big tent.
He was about to leave, but before he could take a few steps he was grabbed by Kharagu.
"Huh?" Tulu Kuchaer looked back in confusion, but saw Kharawu's face gloomy:
"Order the troops, tonight at 1 o'clock (1 o'clock) the whole army will attack Hadaling!"
(End of chapter)