This night attack was completely beyond the expectations of the Dongxia Army. Coupled with the fatigue of the day and the dullness of the sergeants, the chaos and losses caused were particularly shocking. Amidst the fire and chaos, even the stables of the Dongxia Army were destroyed.
Being ignited, thousands of war horses completely lost control and were driven in the darkness, causing even greater chaos.
The reason why this happened is because Lin Fengjin cleverly took advantage of an unexpected blind spot, that is, Wu Zuocheng is so dangerous, which in turn restricted the possibility of him leaving the city to counterattack. As long as he targeted the exit of the land bridge.
Live, the other side is like a donkey in Guizhou.
However, Li Minghua did not expect that Lin Fengjin and the others also had a large number of sea ships that could transport livestock and soldiers for amphibious landing operations! For example, the reason why the surprise attack was successful that night was because of the word "unexpected", and this
The attack was at the right time and at the right place, attacking the most vulnerable part of the Dongxia Army!
Chaos quickly spread to the entire Dongxia barracks, and even caused camp roars in some places. At a glance, there were running horses everywhere, tents that were set on fire, screams, curses, and blazing fires.
What he saw were blank, frightened and ferocious faces, as well as gushing blood and twitching corpses. There was no trace of the enemy at all, only strange figures could be seen looming in the darkness...
...
Lin Fengjin and Fang Ming stood at the top of the city at this time, looking at the Dongxia military camp with blazing fire in the distance, and then looked at the Dongxia military camp in front of the land bridge, which seemed a little panicked but insisted on guarding. The two of them were a little nervous at the same time.
Said regretfully:
"What a pity."
Yes, it is obvious that those guarding the front of the land bridge are the elites of his direct lineage selected by Li Minghua. Even at this time, they are firmly guarding the path of Wu Zuocheng's troops. If these people were panicked at this time, Wu Zuocheng's eight thousand
The cavalry is out in full force. They attack the opponent's military camp and the battle can be declared over.
Unfortunately, there are no what-ifs on the battlefield.
However, there is no doubt that Lin Fengjin can be sure that this night's raid is enough to make the Dongxia Army crippled and their morale collapsed. It can be said that Li Minghua will not be able to recruit his subordinates to attack the city without training for a day or two.
Yes, and for the siege party, they have to do everything possible to delay it. Of course, it is also time. Both people and machines also need enough buffer opportunities, especially for the Sanli tribesmen who have been tempered by the fire of war for the first time.
Although the cavalry that attacked at night had retreated long ago, the chaos in the Dongxia army camp continued until dawn.
The series of data that was finally counted almost made Li Minghua vomit out a mouthful of blood.
There was a melee last night, and the number of casualties reached more than 7,000!
You know, the total number of casualties in the siege in the first two days was only about 5,000. Not only that, the reports one after another are even more shocking:
There is a serious shortage of tents. 40% of the soldiers have to sleep in the wild!
The military horse farm was attacked and more than 3,000 horses were stolen.
The river next to the camp was polluted. Those damn guys abandoned a large number of horse and cow carcasses in the river, and even buried many of them in the mud at the bottom of the river upstream. It will take at least three days to clean up and restore them one by one. These three days
Time, you have to go twenty miles away to get water! But then the more unfortunate news came, the water source twenty miles away was also polluted. The water source forty miles away was also brutally murdered!
Although the scenery on the grassland is beautiful, there are still relatively few drinkable water sources, so they usually live by the water. As a local snake, Sanlibu obviously knows these places well. Lin Fengjin's move is also very destructive, either.
The Xia people have to retreat seventy or eighty miles, or they have to endure the pain of saving water. Now in June and July, the weather is hot, and men sweat more and drink more water. Not having enough water to drink will affect their combat effectiveness! Not to mention
He said he couldn't rest well because he was smelly and sweaty.
In addition, there were some sporadic losses, needless to say, which already caused Li Minghua a huge headache.
There is no doubt that the Dongxia Army after being attacked at night will spend most of the day just to restore its organizational structure and reorganize its troops. Forget about attacking the city, and the limited water supply system implemented in the military camp is even more difficult.
The soldiers suffered unspeakably and complained.
As a result, after nightfall, Li Minghua suddenly felt the strong wind, and then a few drops of rain fell. He was overjoyed, God was really helping me. It rained when he knew that our army was short of water, and he was about to order him to go down and use containers to collect water.
, suddenly saw a flash of lightning between heaven and earth, the deputy general ran in extremely anxiously, and said with a sad face:
"General, general, it's raining, it's raining!"
Li Minghua's face suddenly darkened:
"What's the point of shouting and yelling?"
The deputy general said anxiously:
"But the weather is very windy, there is lightning and so on, and there is a possibility of hail! Not only that, sir, half of our sergeants don't have tents to shelter from the rain, and there is no shelter from the rain on this grassland. Why?
Do it!”
Li Minghua's head suddenly buzzed, and then he remembered this! Because the weather was still hot, if there was no tent, he would sleep on a reed mat on the ground. The sergeant still felt breathable, but Li Minghua was old and lacked energy, so he had to worry about water.
When the matter went up, I didn’t care about it. Who knew that the water problem was solved, but the problem was with the tent?
Li Minghua felt dizzy inside his head, but he managed to hold himself up and said:
"Ask the soldiers who have tents to let their colleagues in to take shelter from the rain and just squeeze in."
The deputy general seemed to have received an imperial edict and loudly issued the order. However, soon, Li Minghua heard the crackling sound coming from his big tent. It turned out to be hailstorms hitting the big tent.
They were piled up, and the wooden poles supporting the military tent suddenly creaked, as if they were overwhelmed.
Immediately afterwards, the heavy rain came, and the blowing wind became even more violent. It interspersed among the rocks and cliffs not far away, making a very shrill sound. The waves in the distance were rolling in, beating the rocks crazily.
This kind of climate is rare in grasslands, but few grasslands are close to the sea. Therefore, the climate here in Wu Zuocheng cannot be judged by the regular weather in grasslands.
There is a saying that a general should know astronomy and geography. Before setting off for the expedition that day, Li Minghua had already asked people carefully. They said that the storm on the grassland was mediocre at best, so he chose this camp when he chose it.
A lighter summer tent can free up more space for transporting food and siege equipment.
However, Li Minghua also ignored one thing, that is, the grassland where Sanlibu is located is close to the sea. Once a storm occurs, the scale will be several times larger than that of the inland grassland. I should have known this was the case.
If so, he would bring a winter tent, which could not even be weighed down by snow, so why bother with the mere accumulation of water and hail?
The problem is that there is no regret medicine sold in the world.
As more hail and rain accumulated on the military tent, the storm became stronger and stronger, and the creaking sound of the wooden poles supporting the tent became more intense. The entire tent seemed to be swaying! Suddenly there was a burst of sound in the distance.
Exclaimed, it turned out that a military tent next to it finally failed to hold up. It was blown to the ground with a crash. The yellow-red military tent was blown by the strong wind and flew more than ten feet away in the blink of an eye. It made people want to save it.
It’s hard too, because in a few breaths it becomes a small dot on the horizon.
Needless to say, the Dongxia troops huddled inside were immediately soaked in the rain.
Like dominoes, several military tents were blown away in the blink of an eye, and then, as if foreshadowing something. Even Li Minghua's tent collapsed suddenly and was blown away by the strong wind! The general's tent must have been blown away by the strong wind.
It's specially made, but it can't withstand the violent storm. How long can those soldiers' tents last?
In sharp contrast, the defenders in Wu Zuocheng were quietly drinking brown sugar and ginger soup in their houses. After the design of skilled craftsmen, Wu Zuocheng's drainage system played an amazing role in such a majestic heavy rain.
The rain never reached the feet, and despite the hail storm, it was still dry and clean under the shelter of the eaves of the city. It gave people a warm and safe feeling.
At this time, Lin Fengjin and Fang Ming boarded the tower. In such a violent storm, any poncho was useless. Although the two of them were soaked in the rain, they still looked pretty.
of excitement:
"This storm should be the turning point of this war."
"According to my physical condition, in this miserable wind and rain, I still feel the cold that penetrates my bones, making me shiver. No matter how elite these soldiers in Dongxia are, they must feel the same way. That old man may not withdraw his troops after this battle, but
, don’t even think about attacking the city again for five or six days.”
"Young master is right, what they lack most now is time. When the rainy season comes, their life will be even more unbearable, and they will have no choice but to withdraw in despair."
"Withdrawal? It's easy to come. If you want to leave, I'm afraid it won't be so easy... If you don't beat the Dongxia people painfully, hard, and break their outstretched claws, they will come every year in the future.
What should I do if they harass me? This summer, because these bastards are coming, Wu Zuocheng has entered a state of military martial law. At least we have lost millions of silver."
"If this is the case, then starting tonight, we should keep these Dongxia people awake and let them toss and turn in sleepiness and exhaustion all day long. If we do this, casualties will be inevitable.
Old man Li Minghua is quite good at this kind of defense."
"Let me think about it...ah, ahhhhhhh!!"
***
I wish I was a herdsman,
He was originally from the Blay tribe on the grassland. His father died in the war very early. His next door neighbor, Uncle Dongda, married his mother and took on the responsibility of raising them.
When he was thirteen years old, Uncle Dongda ate a roast leg of lamb before going out in the morning and gave him a bite - the oily taste was really unforgettable - and then
Uncle Dongda never came back. At night, those vicious guys from the Shiwei tribe rushed into the camp of the Blai tribe.
Before Wu Xi squatted down holding his head in fear, at this moment, he saw two very familiar things, namely Uncle Dongda's sword and war horse.
The knife was tied to the waist of a person from the Shiwei tribe, and the war horse was ridden by a person from the Shiwei tribe. The horse's buttocks were covered with criss-crossing whip marks.
From then on, Wu Xi became a herdsman and spent the darkest five years of his life.
Then the Shiwei tribe provoked someone they shouldn't provoke, that is, the newly-rising Sanli tribe. When the warriors of the Shiwei tribe completely collapsed and fled in panic, Wu Xi went into a murderous rage and used a small knife to cut mutton.
He stabbed to death the man who took away Uncle Shi Wei's sword, then laughed wildly and closed his eyes, waiting to die.
However, most of the people in the Sanli tribe were very kind to the herdsmen, and they took the initiative to kill Wu Xi. They handed over a "certificate of surrender" and made him a free citizen.
It's a pity that Wu Xi himself didn't know where he should go, so he stayed at a loss, working and eating with the shepherd slaves every day, and living in a muddleheaded way.
It wasn't until Wuxi fell in love with Noka that he realized that his life had a goal, but he also realized that he was still a long way from marrying Noka.
Because Naihua is not a herdsman, her father has a high status in the Sanli tribe and is one of the four whips. To marry Noihua, you need not only wealth, but also bravery and status!
So Wu Xi became restless, became fanatical and hungry, and tried every means to improve his status and wealth!
At this time, maybe it was Wu Xi's luck, maybe it was Wu Xi's misfortune - the war came.
Wu Xi almost frantically begged Guter, who was in charge of recruiting troops, so that although he was thin, he could stay. In the previous siege, Wu Xi had shot to death and wounded eight Dongxia people. This achievement
It can be said to be good, but it can only be said to be good.
The most powerful ones are the southerners who are wearing heavy black armor and standing at the top of the city like a city wall! These people are really strong and silent, but the light of the sword they wave seems to be able to split the sky. They
The beheading is a great achievement, but everyone can understand that it is a face-to-face fight. Fighting with one's life is indeed much braver than shooting arrows while hiding behind the safety of the city wall!
Wu Xi went to beg the general from the south again, hoping to put on that heavy black armor and stand on the top of the city. However, the general didn't say anything. He just threw him a black armor and asked him to hack it.
Try making ten cuts.
The elated Wu Xi felt something was wrong after putting on the heavy armor. He found that the armor was extraordinarily strong and, of course, also had an extraordinary weight! It was difficult for him to even stand up straight.
When he picked up the heavy long knife and made a chopping motion, Wu Xi simply lost his center of gravity and fell down, making a series of clanging sounds on the hard stone floor, which caused a burst of ridicule from nearby.
Just when I was ashamed and wanted to run away immediately, a kind and kind man helped him up, smiled, looked at him and suddenly asked a question:
"Who do you think is more important to the tribe, a good shepherd or a strong warrior?"
This was the first time Wu Xi spoke to a stranger like this. After mumbling for a long time, he said matter-of-factly:
"Of course the warrior is important."
But the man smiled and said:
"If there are no horseherds to feed the warriors good horses, how can the warriors have excellent mounts to kill the enemy? A warrior without a horse will suffer greatly if he competes with a ferocious enemy with a horse."
Wu Xi thought about it, and even the people next to him who were laughing thought about it, and then stopped laughing.
The stranger then asked him again:
"Now, who do you think is more important to the tribe, the horse herder or the warrior?"
Wu Xi said tentatively:
"All important."
The stranger smiled:
"Yes, everyone has their own strengths, so it doesn't matter if you can't wear this heavy armor or wield this long sword. Making the most of what you are best at is the most important thing to the tribe.
People! Do you think so?"
Everyone around Wu Xi shouted Ruolei:
"Yes, sir, that's right!"
Wu Xi was stunned at this moment. He realized that the person who had just spoken to him so peacefully was actually Young Master! The big shots in that tribe were so pious to him that they worshiped him like a god! Yet he still encouraged him like this.
Own!
Therefore, Wu Xi listened to the young master's words. He felt that to maximize what he was good at, he had to be on the battlefield in the end, so he applied to join the Night Raid Team.
The night attack team is not a good job. In fact, the Sanli Department has been conducting night attacks on those damn Dongxia people for three days. Every day, nearly two thousand people were invested, divided into forty teams, like
He is as elusive as a wolf.
Although he has repeatedly emphasized that although the purpose of the night attack is to harass, the focus is not to attack, but to disrupt the opponent. However, Li Minghua showed the difficulty of a veteran general in this regard. Although his army lacked medical treatment and medicine, on that day
After the heavy rain, at least one or two thousand people fell ill, and most of them had no shelter, but they still displayed amazing combat power.
Of the first batch of 2,000 people who went for a night attack, less than 1,400 people were able to come back alive. A full five or six hundred people fell on the grassland in the fierce fighting. Of course, the Dongxia Army
In order to keep these people, a very heavy price was paid.
The second batch of two thousand people who went for a night attack still lost five to six hundred people. It stands to reason that a night attack lies in its suddenness. What is the name of a night attack that is known to people? But Lin Fengjin and Fang Ming were
It’s rare to reach a consensus and we insist on doing this!
Because if you do this, you have already taken the initiative in the war into your own hands!
Under the transportation of the big ship, it can be said that the cavalry sent by Wu Zuocheng can land on the rear shore of the Dongxia people at any time. It is impossible to prevent them. They can only defend, and at the same time there is a tight string in their minds.
, always worrying about when the opponent's night attack will come.
There is no doubt that this kind of waiting consumes a lot of energy and physical strength. Since that big storm, the people of Eastern Xia have not been able to have a good meal or have a sound sleep at all!
Although their counterattack is still strong, although their counterattack is still fierce, both Lin Fengjin and Fang Ming are very clear that the opponent must have a limit. As long as they continue to harass like this, there will always be a limit.
At the critical point! Even if some people die and some price is paid, we will not hesitate!
Lin Fengjin's psychological bottom line is that five thousand people will die. According to the current rules, it can support ten night attacks.
Wu Xi then set off with the clansmen who went for the third night attack. In fact, his heartbeat was very fast and his breathing was very rapid, because anyone who performed military exploits during the night attack and could bring back a head of the enemy would be rewarded.
They are all extremely rich and eye-catching! As for the tribesmen who died in the war, of course some people are sad, but the grassland people really have to face too many deaths, such as Baimaofeng, the fire within their own tribe, and the annexation of foreign tribes.
, their morale was not depressed by the number of casualties in the first two attacks.
When Wu Xi's team took action, the area around the Eastern Xia Army's camp was already as lively as a mouthful of boiling rice porridge. Countless brutal fights were unfolding rapidly in the darkness, and it could be seen that Sanlibu had the upper hand.
, because from time to time there would be warriors from the Sanli Division running out of the darkness with loud whistles, throwing the torches in their hands towards the few barracks of the Dongxia Army, setting fires wantonly, and shouting excitedly.
Suddenly, Wu Xi and his team also encountered an enemy. This enemy seemed to have been knocked out of the darkness. The armor was very sophisticated, and there was an overwhelming evil aura all over the body.
Little by little blood is flowing, and one does not know whether it is someone else's or one's own. When encountering such an enemy, although the prairie warriors are very brave, they do not dare to resist when they are outnumbered, and can only shout symbolic shots.
He took the arrow, turned the horse's head, and ran away easily.
But this time, Wu Xi and his team were unprepared and ran into the elite team of the Dongxia Army. These people roared and drew their swords. In just one encounter, three of the ten members of Wu Xi and his team fell.
! This is the huge advantage of the Dongxia Army in armor and weapons. Although Lin Fengjin is rich and powerful, it is impossible to compare with the financial resources of a country, not to mention that his largest expenditure is on the construction of Wuzuo City.
However, taking advantage of the chaos on the battlefield, Wu Xi watched with cold eyes and suddenly used his best skill, which was the lasso!
In a dim environment with only the light of torches, gathering at a distance of thirty or forty meters, and using a lasso to wrap a person's head accurately, it sounds like an impossible task. However, when a person
From the age of six to the age of seventeen, after a person spends more than ten hours a day practicing this survival method, you will feel that this is really a matter of course. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature