The wind is strong and the war drums are fierce.
Anyang City stands on the ground and has been eroded by wind and rain.
This city is so ancient that it can be traced back to the capital of Yin and Zhou.
During the Imperial Dynasty, Sima Yue attacked Ye and was defeated miserably at Dangyin. A small group of vanguard troops went to Anyang. But the funny thing is that as the vanguard, they did not encounter Sima Ying's army, and they did not know how to move.
After the Chinese Dynasty, the city of Anyang has never left the stage of history. Shi Zun, Fu Jian, Murong Chui, Li Mi, etc. all left their footprints here.
Located at a strategic location, a hub of land and water, this city was destined for war.
On the tenth day of the seventh month in the eighth year of Yongjia in the Jin Dynasty (314), after a few days of crafting equipment, more than 30,000 troops were stationed in the north, south and east, leaving only a gap on the west side.
Shao Xun was stationed on the bank of Huan River in the east of the city. After trying to persuade him to surrender to no avail, he ordered a strong attack.
After the first drum beat, everyone sat on the ground and ate water in silence.
Everyone's faces looked ugly.
Some people were shaking all over and started vomiting while eating.
Some people kept wiping their tears, but the more they wiped, the more tears they shed.
Some people lowered their heads and said nothing, their eyes dull.
Some people closed their eyes and muttered something.
There are also people who look greedily at the green grass and blue sky, and greedily breathe the fresh air...
The second round of war drums is beating.
The officer came over and announced the reward.
It's no use.
No one is a fool. How many of the first wave of people who stormed the city could survive?
The silver gun sergeant who was supervising the battle team, wearing armor and holding a sword, slowly came behind them.
No matter how reluctant you are, you have to get up now.
If you are killed by the supervising team, not only will you die worthless, but your family will also be affected.
Ding Zhuang from Qianwu Fort stood up one after another and formed a rough square formation.
Thinking on the bright side, at least Anyang has been through repeated wars and the moat has long been gone. This will allow them to reduce a lot of casualties and successfully rush to the sheep and horse wall.
The third round of war drums is beating.
The ladder truck moves forward slowly.
The auxiliary soldiers held up large shields and pushed forward from the outside, while the silver spear sergeants hid in the cars and pushed forward from the inside.
The huge car body swayed towards Anyang City Wall.
Among the ladder trucks, there are several smoke trucks, which are used to create smoke. The southeast wind is blowing today, so it is suitable for use.
The female wall was also pushed to the front, and the archers stood on it, picking up their bows and nocking arrows.
It took five days to build all these equipment.
The sound of "rustling" footsteps sounded.
The strong men of Wubao held up wooden shields and even door panels and walked forward slowly. Others held various weapons and followed slowly.
"Dong dong dong..." The rhythm of the drum suddenly accelerated.
The men of Wubao also sped up, leaping over the siege equipment, shouting and running quickly.
The drumbeats became more intensive.
Their speed became faster and faster, and the first arrow fell from the city.
"Woo——" the horn sounded.
"Kill!" Regardless of whether they were willing or not, everyone quickened their pace and attacked the sheep and horse wall in the east of the city.
Arrows fell from the sky, occasionally mixed with crossbow shots, causing horrific killings among the charging crowd.
Arrows were also fired from behind the sheep and horse wall.
The shield bearers in the first row had long been in disarray, exposing the unarmored light infantry at the rear. The men of Wubao fell in droves without any suspense.
"Kill!" After all, there were still many people, and the men of Wubao, who had suffered heavy casualties, rushed to the sheep and horse wall and fought fiercely with the enemy soldiers guarding the place.
The ladder truck slowly stopped.
The archers of the Silver Spear Army came out from the inside of the car, picked up their bows and set arrows. Some of them shot towards the top of the city, and some of them shot at the enemy behind the sheep and horse wall.
The battlefield was filled with thick smoke, and the archers on both sides could not see clearly. The only sounds left were the sounds of fierce fighting and screams.
****
The second formation of one thousand field soldiers, five hundred Henan powerful troops, and five hundred government troops came forward silently and sat on the ground.
Shao Xun dismounted and, surrounded by his own soldiers, patrolled in front of the formation.
"Have you never fought in a war?" Shao Xun saw the young man with the build of a bean sprout and couldn't help but stop and asked.
"Go back to Mr. Chen. The eldest brother has married a bride and has a child. He cannot go to war." Bean Sprout stood up with the spear pole, obviously very frightened, his upper and lower teeth kept clashing, and he stammered when he spoke:
"I...I was kicked out of home by my sister-in-law."
After saying that, the spear shaft fell to the ground with a clatter, and Bean Sprout's face became even whiter.
"Go back." Shao Xun picked up the spear, stuffed it into Bean Sprout's hand, and said: "From now on, you will specialize in woodcutter and no need to fight."
There was a flash of surprise in Bean Sprout's eyes, and soon dimmed again. He lowered his head, leaning on his spear, and remained silent, but his body was no longer trembling.
Shao Xun looked at him in surprise.
People who have fought too many battles and are used to seeing tragic things have a hardened heart.
In fact, he didn't mind if Bean Sprout died.
We can save him alone, but we cannot save ten, a hundred or even more people in the same situation as him.
Aren't they pitiful?
Aren't they helpless?
Don't they want to live?
The world is like this, and he is already trying his best to change it, but this process of change is destined to fill a lot of life.
"Still not leaving?" Shao Xun urged patiently.
Bean sprouts stood there stubbornly, silent.
"Want to strive for wealth?" Shao Xun asked.
"yes."
Shao Xun smiled.
Cai Cheng glanced at Bean Sprouts, his face expressionless.
Liu Ling was a little sarcastic. He looked like he was only 12 or 13 years old. He was very skinny. He could fly away with one punch. He actually wanted to fight for wealth.
Damn it, I haven’t succeeded yet!
"Your courage is commendable." Shao Xun sighed with unknown meaning and said, "What's your name?"
"Zhao Bao."
"You have to fight for your life to get rich." Shao Xun said: "Since you have this ambition, I won't force you. If you don't die in this charge to the city, you can come and be my personal soldier."
After saying that, he looked at Cai Cheng.
Cai Cheng bowed and obeyed the order.
Shao Xun continued to walk forward.
"You are so calm. Isn't this your first time in battle?" He looked at one person and asked.
This man is about forty years old, but his temples are already gray and his forehead is full of wrinkles.
Under the cruel punishment of the world, he has accelerated his aging.
"This is the second time." The middle-aged man stood up and replied.
"What are you thinking about?" Shao Xun asked.
"It's beautiful." The middle-aged man seemed a little slow, speaking incoherently and having poor logical thinking ability.
But in fact, many people at the bottom are like this, and he is not alone.
"What's beautiful?"
"The last time I hit the dam, I got a piece of silk as a reward. I went back and collected some money and bought a calf. It's really good-looking."
"There will be a reward this time." Shao Xun smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
"I have grandchildren, so let's take it one day at a time." The middle-aged man sighed: "On the way to escape, I haven't seen anything tragic."
Shao Xun patted his shoulder and continued to move forward.
"Afraid?" He looked at the third person and asked.
This is a young man in his twenties. He looks relatively strong, but his face is pale.
"Afraid...afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?"
"Afraid that the bride will remarry." The young man muttered.
There were chuckles all around, which diluted the sadness a little.
Shao Xun also smiled and asked, "Do you have any heirs?"
"There is one."
"Shun Ling, write down his name and hometown." After Shao Xun ordered, he looked at the young man and said: "If you die in battle, I guarantee that your son will not change his surname and can still enjoy incense sacrifices in the future."
"Thank you Mr. Chen!" The man's eyes lit up and he said loudly.
After a round of inspection, the first formation had collapsed, and the remaining soldiers passed around from both sides and went to the rear to contain and reorganize.
The drums sounded again.
Everyone stood up in silence.
The first person stepped forward and picked up the big shield.
The second man bent down and picked up the spear.
The third person...
One by one, everyone hid their feelings, desires, and thoughts in their hearts, and picked up weapons mechanically.
Give an order.
The team rushed out with the sound of drums.
The tide of the times carries everyone forward, whether he is eager to try or involuntarily.
His hopes, his loves and hatreds, and his desperate cries are destined to be buried in the blood and tears of the times.
In this world, they have no choice, no free choice at all.
Only by killing or being killed, until you stand on top of the white bones and look down at all living things, can you leave an insignificant trace in the long river of history.
It is said that one general's success can lead to thousands of bones drying up, and this has always been true throughout the ages.
The second formation was approaching the sheep and horse wall.
During the charge, the middle-aged man was hit by an arrow. After stumbling for a few steps, he unfortunately fell down.
The young man rushed into the wall through the breach made by the first wave, thrust his spear straight into the wall, and killed one person.
A stone fell from the top of the city and hit him in the head.
The spear in Zhao Bao's hand was weak and weak, and was directly clamped under his arm by the enemy in front of him. The man's eyes widened with anger, and he brandished a machete with his other hand and struck at the head.
Zhao Bao seemed to be so frightened that he didn't even try to hide. He just tried to pull back his spear in vain.
There was a sound of wind behind him, and a spear was thrust out, hitting the enemy on the opposite side in the throat.
With a "clang" sound, the machete fell to the ground.
The enemy held his throat, and his body fell to the ground with a crash, pinning Zhao Bao underneath him.
Zhao Bao tried to get up, but he felt the sound of fighting coming from behind, left and behind, and people kept falling to the ground.
The weight on the body increased again.
His face turned red, and he didn't know whether it was due to loss of strength or something else, but he still couldn't get up.
He gave up and lay helplessly among the corpses, looking at the sky and breathing heavily.
****
Shao Xun climbed to the high platform and had a panoramic view of the entire battlefield.
The enemy troops behind the Sheep and Horse Wall have been completely wiped out and the wall has been completely demolished.
The two thousand people who rushed to the city in the second wave even rushed to the top of the city on ladder trucks with the help of the Silver Spear Army archers, but were quickly driven down.
The south and north of the city launched feint attacks almost simultaneously to divert the attention of the defenders.
The Anyang offensive and defensive battle entered a fierce stage on the first day.
It is impossible for Shao Xun to besiege the enemy here for a month and wait for them to run out of food.
With long nights and many dreams, he must go north as soon as possible and reach Yecheng.
The attack lasted a whole day on the tenth day of the lunar month, and they reached the top of the city twice. The enemy troops withdrew all the outer garrison troops, and there were probably more than 4,000 men left. These were the soldiers and horses assigned by Shi Le to Ji Bao to guard Anyang.
The bridge and the fierce fighting in the east of the city were all these people.
There are also powerful tribes in the city, and there are more than 3,000 residents of Wubao. They are fighting with the Jin army in the south and north of the city, and the intensity is not very high.
On the 11th, they continued their fierce attack, but failed. That night, they launched a night attack from the west of the city and almost succeeded.
They attacked for two more days on the 12th and 13th, resulting in heavy casualties on both sides.
On the 14th, Li Chong's former army of 10,000 people arrived.
When the reinforcements lined up in the wilderness in the south and shouted in unison, the defenders' faces turned ashen.
The Jin people have reinforcements and sufficient food and grass.
They had no reinforcements and insufficient food and fodder.
Although the soldiers and horses of Shile's headquarters were grateful to him for the land and housing allocation, they were more willing to fight, but others did not enjoy these good things. If it were normal, it would be fine. The Jin army would attack the city so fiercely.
Our side has suffered so many casualties and does not have enough food and grass. What reason is there to persist?
This is what Shao Xun wants.
Under extreme pressure, there may be a turning point.
On the 15th, after a whole day of fierce fighting, the troops in the south of Anyang City made a great noise because of the reduced rations.
Ji Bao was shocked and immediately mobilized his troops to suppress the attack.
Chapter completed!