How did Lingxiao Mountain City be captured in history?

It's because of the man.

The Yuan army bribed the people of the squad and allowed the squad soldiers who were good at rock climbing to climb the mountain city and assist in the attack, so that they could finally capture the Lingxiao Mountain City, which was easy to defend but difficult to attack.

After Lingxiao Mountain City was captured, all the Song army and their families who had persisted in resisting the Yuan Dynasty for many years were killed.

The solitary persistence of Lingxiao City has little military significance, it is just a spiritual pillar of the Han people's resistance to the Yuan Dynasty.

Li Luo rescued Lingxiao Mountain City not to help them stay in the city, but to support the troops.

He also valued this army.

The second purpose is to consume the strength of the soldiers.

In history, if the soldiers were bribed by the Yuan army and attacked Lingxiao Mountain City, then they could now be bribed by the Yuan army and attacked Jianmen and Wuguan.

The sling is the best person to climb and is most suitable for attacking passes.

"Add another ten thousand gold!" King Bu Ya stretched out a radish-like finger, "The tiger sent 10,000 troops, took down the Broken Neck Rock, and opened a path!"

King Wu called himself a tiger, and everyone called him Shanjun.

"I can add 10,000 taels of gold for my master." A young man said, putting down the rice wine, "But I hope Shanjun will add another three thousand warriors."

Bu Ya touched his beard like a steel needle and shook his head and tail and said, "No. Unless you give the tiger another hundred kilograms of snow candy!"

"Trade!" the young man smiled, "My lord doesn't lack gold and snow sugar, but he just needs heroes like Shanjun to help."

Bu Ya laughed, "Who is your lord, tiger doesn't want to know, as long as he is a generous and trustworthy person, it's enough!"

As the king of tens of thousands of people, Bu Ya’s biggest dream is to have a golden coffin. But how much gold does it take?

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The Lingxiao Bee is alone, with a wall of thousands of feet high and a cliff like a forest. The famous Lingxiao City is located on the top of the mountain.

Within a radius of dozens of miles of the mountain, tens of thousands of troops were stationed all year round. In addition to being besieged, they went up the mountain to attack from time to time.

Over the years, the Yuan army has attacked the city nearly a hundred times, but all of them have lost their troops and returned in disgrace.

There were eighty-three anti-Yuanshan cities in Sichuan that year, but now Diaoyu City, Shenbing City and others have long fallen, but only one Lingxiao City is remaining, continuing to resist alone.

In recent years, from time to time, heroes of the anti-Yuan came to visit, crossed mountains and ridges, escaped the blockade of the Yuan army, and took the initiative to join the Changning Army in Lingxiao City, constantly replenishing the anti-Yuan soldiers in Lingxiao City.

Since Lingxiao City is located in the mountains and the Yuan army, which is not good at mountain combat, cannot be completely blocked, so Lingxiao City is not completely isolated from the news outside.

Lingxiao City will know about the big things happening outside every once in a while.

Lingxiao City is not big, but the size of a county is now more than 10,000 military and civilians stationed here.

The tens of thousands of stones of grain and a large amount of military weapons stored in Lingxiao City for a long time to resist the Yuan Dynasty are now almost over. No one knows how long it can be maintained.

However, from the generals of Changning Army and Yi Shiying, the commander of the city guard, to the women, children, elderly and weak, they all had ambitions to die and swear to live and die with the city.

The late autumn sunset shines on the quiet mountains, and the Lingxiao City in the sunset is extremely magnificent.

Like a poem... like a painting!

A pine-like figure stood on the beacon tower with a knife and looked into the mountains, reflecting the sunset clouds, making the lonely city of the mountains even more vast.

"Oh, the past cannot be pursued, and the national affairs cannot be returned. Even if you are crushed to pieces, you cannot restore this wonderful country." The figure on the beacon tower sighed, with endless unwillingness in the sadness.

"Big Father, aren't you cold?"

A tender voice with milky breath came.

The veteran, who was over 50 years old, turned his tall body and his face was blurred with sunset on his back. He stretched out a pair of calluses and heavy hands to rub the little girl's little head with her buns, "Is the eldest father cold? Is Ling Xiao cold?"

The little girl is his granddaughter. She was born in this Lingxiao City, so she named it Yi Lingxiao.

It looks like a man's name.

Xiao Lingxiao shivered and hugged his arms, "Lingxiao is not cold."

"Hahaha, stubborn." The veteran took off his old battle robe and wrapped his granddaughter's small body, "Go back to the house, it's windy here."

Xiao Lingxiao didn't obediently and went back. She pointed at the beacon tower, "Dafather, what does this platform do? Why does Dafa always come here?"

The veteran said: "This is called a beacon tower, which conveys the enemy's situation to our own people. When the Tartars came, they lit a fire and let their people in other cities see it."

Xiao Lingxiao asked: "Why haven't Lingxiao seen fire burning before? Dafather, look, the grass on this platform is as high as Lingxiao."

The veteran smiled and said, "Because there are no other cities, there will be no one else. When the Tartars come, there is no need to burn fire to report the news."

Xiao Lingxiao nodded: "Lingxiao knows it. That is to say, the remaining city and this platform will be useless. Dafa, Lingxiao heard that we may all die."

"Are you afraid of death?" asked the veteran.

"Fear." Xiao Lingxiao nodded without thinking, and a trace of fear flashed in his weak eyes.

"Don't be afraid." The veteran touched her head, "Everyone will die. It hurts a little when you die, just a little bit, and it will be cured soon."

The sadness in the eyes of the veteran is like the setting sun in late autumn.

If the soldiers die, they will die, and the country will die. But women and children like Lingxiao should not die.

But what's the solution?

Of course, this veteran general is the guardian of Lingxiao City, and Yi Shiying, the commander of the Changning Army.

He had been guarding Lingxiao City for more than 20 years. At that time, he was still a young general. Because of his contribution to defending the city, he was granted the title of Xuanzan Sheren by Emperor Lizong.

Xuanzansheren!

This is a noble civil servant. The noble and noble civil servants of the Song Dynasty were inferior to the military. How many military generals could be granted civil servants?

This is his glory and his sorrow.

"I don't know how long I can stay, but the minister has tried his best."

Of course, the official family in Yi Shiying's heart was not Zhao Liangqin, but Lizong and Duzong.

After Zhao Liangqin rebuilt the imperial court in Guangdong, Yi Shiying, who received the news, was very happy for a while. He originally thought that Guangdong Road was not far from southern Sichuan, and even if there were no reinforcements, at least an imperial envoy would cross mountains and ridges to Lingxiao City and issue an order to express condolences to the military and civilians in the city.

However, there is no.

The Guangzhou official family has been ascended to the throne for ten months, but he has not sent anyone to Lingxiao City, and seems to have completely forgotten it.

However, what made him feel relieved was that a man named Xiao Yin occupied Huguang and called himself Emperor Liang. There was also a man named Li Luo who defeated the Southern Yuan army and restored Lin'an and Southeast.

Unfortunately, the Guangzhou court did not improve much, and I don’t know how long it could last.

"Sheren." A general rushed over, "I just received news from the mountain. The new Sichuan left-leaning prime minister Lu Wenhuan came in person. He wanted to urge the Yuan army to attack our army. It is estimated that within three days, the Yuan army will definitely enter the mountain."

Because Yi Shiying took Xuanzan's official position as a Sheren, his subordinates never called him the city guard or the commander, but the Sheren.

"This thief Lu Wenhuan! What's the point here!" Yi Shiying said angrily, "Add to the tent and discuss matters!"

Amid the sound of the drums, the generals of the Changning Army entered the military tent in the center of the city, but none of them were pierced armor.

"In recent years, the Yuan army has entered the mountains and attacked the city many times, but never succeeded." Yi Shiying said with a tiger's eyes, "This time, Lu Zhe will be no exception!"

A general named Qiu Fang stood up, "She Ren, the situation of anti-Yuan in the south is very good. There is Xiao Yin in Huguang, Li Luo in the southeast, and an official in Guangdong. Why do we still have to defend Lingxiao City? Now that the military rations are about to be over, it is better to go out of the mountain and take the initiative to attack."

Several other generals also agreed with Qiu Fang's view, abandoning the mountain city and launching an attack.

Yi Shiying smiled bitterly and said, "Don't I want to take the initiative? But there are 4,000 soldiers and civilians in the city, who are old, weak, women and children, and there are only 8,000 real soldiers. How do you bring more than 4,000 women and children with you? Don't care?"

"Even if you really have the heart to leave them alone, it will be difficult for eight thousand soldiers to break through the heavy siege of the Yuan army and join the official family in Guangdong. Most of the time, people will die before they even arrived in Guangdong."

Qiu Fang sighed and said, "If reinforcements come to pick them up. Alas, the government has been ascending the throne for almost a year. It is impossible for Guangzhou to know that we exist, so why haven't we come for a long time?"

A general said dissatisfiedly: "The official family can't take care of themselves, so they can take care of us! If the court can count on it, why would the Tartars be the world!"

Yi Shiying did not scold this general. In fact, Lingxiao City insisted on resisting until now, not for the court, but for the backbone of fighting to the death without surrendering in one breath.

"Okay. It's better to rely on people than to rely on others. Let's prepare to defend the city. It's still the same old method. Food rations must be strictly controlled. We don't have much food. The Yuan army is about to enter the mountain and let all the hunting soldiers retreat to the city. The blacksmiths rushed to build arrows overnight..." Yi Shiying ordered.

Yi Shiying didn't tell everyone about anything. Some time ago, he sent two personal soldiers to dress up as Miao hunters, crossed mountains and ridges, and went to Guangzhou after all the hardships, but he could not see the official family at all.

After finally seeing a few civil servants, those civil servants said light nonsense such as "I will never surrender to death, loyal ministers of the Song Dynasty, waiting for the coming day", and then sent the two personal soldiers back.

There is no intention of rescue at all.

The reason why he did not tell the generals was that he wanted to make the generals feel a little hopeful.

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The leaves are yellow when the frost falls, and the grass is quarrelled. The Yuan army camp outside the mountain adds a sense of solemnity.

What is surprising is that the "Wang" flag that originally floated on the camp has been replaced by "Lu".

The army that tens of thousands of yuan is known to all, Sichuan Zuo Cheng and General Zhaoyong Lu Wenhuan have become their new commander.

At this time, in the Yuan army camp, a middle-aged general with a gentle appearance bent down and walked out of a soldier camp, turned around and said with a gentle voice: "You are a good man from Dayuan. Be well recuperate and rest in peace!"

Several soldiers knelt down with tears and said in tears: "Thank you, Marshal..."

The middle-aged general visited the tents of several lower-level soldiers, and then he returned to the tent of the central army with confidence.

In the big tent, there were several scholars who looked like staff drinking tea and chatting.

"Dongweng is really Wu Qi, who loves soldiers like his sons!" A staff member smiled, "I will be able to grasp the morale of the army in three days after entering the camp!"
To be continued...