At the same time, on the city wall, Zhang Wenjin gave an order to shoot Eucommia ulmoides on the spot who came to persuade them to surrender. Anyone who is not a fool knows that there will be a big battle next.
Therefore, Zhang Wenjin and Yang Rui ordered the soldiers and young men in the city to be prepared almost as soon as they shot Eucommia ulmoides, ready to welcome the rebels to attack the city at any time.
Standing on the high city wall, Zhang Wenjin could clearly see the movements of the rebels below the city.
Although Zhang Wenjin could not see clearly what Prince Ning and his group were doing from a distance, Zhang Wenjin also knew that when he shot Eucommia ulmoides on behalf of Prince Ning, there would be no way back for him.
Either he desperately resisted King Ning's offensive and defended Anqing City to the death, or Anqing City was attacked and he and Yang Rui fell into the hands of King Ning and ended up dead without any body parts.
Zhang Wenjin's eyes fell on Yang Rui, and he even said with a smile on his face: "Commander Yang, are you scary?"
Yang Rui couldn't help being stunned when he heard the words, and then he realized what Zhang Wenjin meant. Yang Rui couldn't help but burst into laughter. While laughing, he said with a bit of disdain: The prefect is looking down on Yang too much. It's just a mere matter. They are just a group of rebels, why should Yang be afraid of them?"
While speaking, Yang Rui cast his eyes on the rebels below the city and sneered: "They are just a bunch of rabble. As long as we work together, it is simply a delusion for the rebels to break through Anqing City."
After hearing Yang Rui's words, Zhang Wenjin breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to Yang Rui with a somewhat solemn look on his face.
It has to be said that Zhang Wenjin's behavior shocked Yang Rui. You must know that Zhang Wenjin is the prefect of a prefecture, and his status is not ordinary, but now he is saluting him. Even Yang Rui was shocked by Zhang Wenjin's behavior. It made me a little unable to react.
So that at this moment, Yang Qing and Wang Lun, as rebel generals, were stunned by this miserable scene, and they didn't even know how to react.
Wang Lun, Yang Qing and other generals were supervising the battle at the rear. They were all wearing armor and were guarded by their own soldiers. They looked quite imposing.
When Yang Qing heard this, he said with an evil look on his face: "The last general will take the order."
It has to be said that Wang Lun's reckless actions also made mistakes.
Perhaps it was because there was no resistance at all along the way, so King Ning had no doubt in his mind whether he could capture Anqing City.
The fierce battle lasted from noon to evening. For nearly two hours, Wang Lun seemed to be going crazy. He had no intention of stopping and kept ordering his troops to drive his soldiers to storm Anqing City.
Zhang Wenjin looked at Yang Rui and said: "Commander Yang, whether Anqing City can be defended or not, the safety of Nanjing City all depends on the general."
At this time, Wang Lun and others saw with their own eyes that not even one of his soldiers could attack the city wall before they fell. This made Wang Lun and others, who were originally full of expectations, look extremely ugly.
As he spoke, Wang Lun said to Yang Qing beside him: "Yang Qing, you immediately lead the supervising team to press on me and tell everyone that even if you die, you will die under the city of Anqing. Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed." amnesty!"
A large number of rebels rushed to the city and did not even have time to climb the ladder. They died under the city wall. As a result, a large number of corpses fell under the city before they even had a cup of tea.
Wang Lun frowned and glanced at the messenger. He naturally recognized that the messenger was the bodyguard beside King Ning. Naturally, he knew that the messenger came on behalf of King Ning.
But soon Wang Lun heard the reply from the messenger: "General, it was the prince himself who gave the order to withdraw the troops."
In a short period of time, the rebels killed and injured at least a thousand people under Anqing City. Although there were only more than a thousand casualties, it seemed nothing compared to the tens of thousands of rebels.
More importantly, Wang Lun felt that many of his generals looked at him in a strange way.
As the rebels approached the city wall, the soldiers who were already prepared on the city wall bent their bows and shot arrows one after another under Yang Rui's shout. At the same time, there were also many young and strong generals guarding the city.
Jars and jars of hot golden juice were poured over the heads of the rebels who were covered in darkness below the city.
With a choking sound, a flash of sword light flashed by, and the next moment a pillar of blood rushed up, and a head flew directly to the ground.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were attracted.
To be honest, neither Yang Qing nor Wang Lun had ever experienced such a miserable scene. It could even be said that they had never imagined that a real war would be so tragic.
You must know that King Ning had high hopes for Wang Lun, Yang Qing and others, and regarded Wang Lun, Yang Qing and others as a generation of good generals who could help him conquer the world and be good at fighting.
Fortunately, both Zhang Wenjin and Yang Rui are determined people. They each led a team of elite soldiers and horses on the city wall to kill the scattered rebels who attacked the city wall, and held on to the city wall.
Don't give the rebels a chance to massacre on the city wall.
Yang Qing watched with his own eyes a group of his cronies rushing to the front. As soon as the ladder they were carrying was erected, a group of soldiers tried to climb up the ladder. As a result, as soon as they climbed into the air, they were hit by a vat of boiling water.
The gold juice was poured down, causing more than a dozen soldiers to fall to the ground screaming.
Almost instinctively avoiding Zhang Wenjin's salute, Yang Rui quickly supported Zhang Wenjin and said: "What do you mean, Lord Magistrate!"
They saw a dense crowd of people heading towards Anqing City. They were the rebels under the command of King Ning.
Liu Yangzheng, Li Shishi and others were also standing high above with King Ning at this time, watching from a distance that tens of thousands of their own troops were storming Anqing City. Many people, like King Ning, had eyes full of hope.
Although they knew that siege was not an easy task, in their opinion, they had more people and more power, and the worst they could do was bully the less people. They didn't believe that they could still do it despite their large numbers of people.
A mere Anqing city cannot be conquered.
Screams and shouts of death resounded throughout the battlefield in an instant, and rebel soldiers could be seen everywhere being killed or injured and screaming in agony.
This is just a microcosm of the scene on the battlefield at this time. A large number of rebel soldiers suffered heavy casualties under the repeated attacks of gold juice, hammers, boulders and arrows.
Even when it was getting dark, even King Ning could see that Anqing City was as stable as Mount Tai and could not be broken at once. As a result, Wang Lun had no intention of withdrawing his troops.
As the commander-in-chief of the rebels, Wang Lun did not give the order to withdraw the troops, but the sound of shouting was heard. How could this not make Wang Lun angry?
With the desperate offensive of a large number of rebel soldiers, the casualties of the defenders in the city also increased at an extremely fast rate, and some rebel soldiers even fought on the city wall.
In King Ning's view, Anqing City had less than 10,000 defenders, so if it was surrounded and attacked by an army of 100,000, wouldn't it be easy to defeat it?
At this time, the rebels had already set up a simple camp under Anqing City. However, the rebels obviously had strong confidence in conquering Anqing City, so the camp was very simple. It looked like they just set up a camp casually and were ready at any time.
Enter Anqing City to rest.
It can only be said that Wang Lun, Yang Qing and others have no strategy at all. As long as there are people under King Ning who know how to fight, this situation will not happen.
Wang Lun unintentionally insisted on a fierce attack, which actually made Zhang Wenjin, Yang Rui and others in the city feel a bit of pressure.
Soldiers also began to suffer casualties on the same city wall. After all, tens of thousands of rebels swarmed up. Although there was no plan, they also caused a lot of damage to the soldiers defending the city.
As he spoke, the messenger looked at Wang Lun and said, "Your Majesty summons the general to go forward."
With the power of the supervising team, the rebel soldiers who were originally frightened could only bravely head towards Anqing City one by one.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Lun took advantage of the dim sky to look at the city wall stained with blood and covered with traces of swords, guns and axes, and turned around with some reluctance.
Suddenly, a young general covered in blood rolled over and shouted to Yang Qing, who was a little distracted. Wang Lun and others cried: "General, general, the casualties among our brothers are too heavy. If this continues,
, I’m afraid the brothers won’t be able to bear it anymore!”
King Ning's eyes shone brightly, and he looked excitedly at Liu Yangzheng, Li Shishi and many officials who had chosen to surrender to him along the way.
How long will it take for them to capture Anqing City this time?"
Fortunately, King Ning in the rear did not know about the situation of Yang Qing, Wang Lun and other generals whom he had high hopes for. If he had known about it, he might have been pissed to death.
Wang Lun shouted. Under the background of the young general's body and the blood on the ground, Wang Lun looked like a fierce god. All the generals around him shuddered and lowered their heads, fearing that they would be killed by Wang Lun.
Lun was targeted.
Just as Zhang Wenjin and Yang Rui were discussing how to defend Anqing City on top of the city wall, a shout that echoed through the sky suddenly came from under the city wall.
But no matter whether it was King Ning or Wang Lun who was in charge of commanding the army, Yang Qing and others did not realize this at all. Instead, they watched tens of thousands of troops from a distance heading towards Anqing City like a torrent, with their eyes twinkling.
With an excited expression.
The young general who was covered in blood just now was full of disbelief until the moment his head was chopped off by Wang Lun. He never dreamed that Wang Lun would chop him off with a single knife.
Li Shishi, who was stroking his beard, smiled at Prince Ning and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. How can a mere Anqing City withstand the offensive of a hundred thousand troops under the Prince's command? In my opinion, Anqing City will be able to break through in one day at most."
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As for the disadvantage of attacking the city, King Ning did not even have such an idea in his mind.
But don't forget that in this era, there are almost no armies that can fight to the death without retreating. Those who can survive without collapsing while suffering casualties of 10/20 can be considered an elite army.
A burst of gold-ringing sounds suddenly sounded. Wang Lun, who was faintly immersed in madness, was awakened by the sound of gold-ringing. He shouted almost instinctively: "Who is ringing gold!"
At this time, Wang Lun had a look of embarrassment on his face. He was ashamed that the commander of his majestic army would be frightened by the horrors on the battlefield. He was angry that the soldiers under his command were so miserable.
Amidst the cry of the young general, Wang Lun, Yang Qing and others finally came to their senses.
But the reality is so ruthless. As a large number of his soldiers died in the battle under the city, Wang Lun, Yang Qing and others seemed to be shocked to find that Anqing City seemed to be a tough stone and not as easy to break as they imagined.
For a group of rebels who had no fighting will, thousands of people were killed or injured in just a few seconds. This frightened many rebel soldiers who were attacking the city. Many rebel soldiers would
My son no longer dared to move forward and was cowering.
At this moment, Wang Lun squinted his eyes and looked at the siege battle ahead. When he saw the scene where his soldiers were cowering one by one, Wang Lun couldn't help but said angrily: "Pass it to me."
Order, if anyone dares to cower, behead!"
"You should be killed if you dare to disrupt the morale of the army!"
At this time, Wang Lun, Yang Qing and other rebel generals led a total of 30,000 rebels. The black mass was rushing towards Anqing City like a torrent. It seemed that there was no order at all in their posture, as if they were prepared.
It was like using force to attack Anqing City by relying on the strength of their numbers.
Hearing what Li Shishi said, Prince Ning couldn't help laughing and said: "Okay, I hope it can be as Mr. Li said!"
To be honest, for a fortified city like Anqing City, one has to either attack it from the inside or attack it with human lives.
Don't say that the siege of a city is unorganized. You must know that a real siege is not a swarm of swarms. It is not an siege, but a death, especially when the city is well-prepared.
Of course, this amount of damage is almost negligible compared to the casualties on the rebel side.
Unfortunately, they were obviously disappointed. For a whole afternoon, King Ning and others saw no sign that Anqing City had been breached.
King Ning watched a large number of soldiers die tragically under the city, and finally ordered the troops to retreat, and ordered his bodyguard to summon Wang Lun to come for questioning.
Seeing the tragic death of his soldiers, especially after knowing the approximate number of casualties among his soldiers in just one afternoon, even King Ning was a little unable to accept it. He did not even dare to sit back and watch anymore, and directly passed Wang Lun, the army commander, and ordered the troops to withdraw with gold.
King Ning's face was very ugly. Tens of thousands of people were killed and injured in just one afternoon. If it weren't for the person who told him this number was his confidant, King Ning would not have dared to do so.
believe.
Tens of thousands of people were killed or wounded in one afternoon, and Anqing City still looked as stable as Mount Tai. If he continued to attack the city for a few more days, wouldn't it mean that all his troops would be destroyed under Anqing City?
Just when these thoughts flashed through Prince Ning's mind, Wang Lun, whose body was stained with the blood of that young general, strode over, saluted Prince Ning with an unkind look on his face and said, "General, I will pay my respects to the prince."