In the night, Jida led a team of 100 people to climb up from the steep slope on the west side of Hengzi Mountain.
When I entered Hengshan Village, I saw nearly two hundred corpses of men, women, and children scattered everywhere.
The crows that were eating the corpses fluttered their wings and flew away when they saw someone coming.
"Damn it, Baolide didn't even bother to clean up after killing people."
Jida casually pulled out an arrow from the corpse and handed it to the soldiers behind him.
Thinking that Baolide might be trapped in Guancheng at the foot of the mountain, he put away his complaints and spread his hands to look at the sky.
"Lai Changsheng protects Baoli De from the siege..."
Having said that, the fighting at the bottom of the mountain was getting smaller and smaller.
Jida thought to herself that it seemed that this place was too far away from the Heaven of Eternal Life and there was no time to protect Baoli De.
It was almost daybreak at this time, and he knew that it was not advisable to continue the attack on the city. He should first occupy Hengzi's stronghold to rest and wait for A'shu's subsequent orders.
"Throw the body out and we'll set up camp."
"Centurion, where to throw it?"
Jida wanted to say "throw it away casually", but an idea suddenly occurred and asked: "Can you throw it into the mountain gate city?"
"If you can throw it, you need a gun carriage."
Suddenly someone said: "It looks like we are going to attack Guancheng by force. We have to make artillery carts anyway. Why don't I make a small one first and throw the bodies in."
The Mongolian soldier named "Bozhgede" who spoke was good at making artillery carriages.
Jida nodded and said, "Okay, move quickly."
Boriged said: "To throw stones from the foot of this mountain, we don't need cannons and carts, just make small ones. The centurion will give me thirty soldiers, and I can make one in three hours and throw the corpse."
"Three hours?" Jida said, "I've been busy all night. Quickly pack up the village and stay there."
He felt that it was a bit troublesome, and thought that he could just throw the corpse away casually, but after all, he thought it would be more interesting to throw the corpse into the city to scare the Song army. After thinking about it, he said again: "Let the soldiers move the corpse out first, please be patient." Do it slowly.”
"Okay, Centurion, this is a good idea."
"How long will it take to prepare all the artillery vehicles for siege?"
"Two more days."
Jida said: "It's too long, move faster."
Boriged agreed and ordered the soldiers to carry the body while he went to select wood to build the artillery cart.
Simply put, a gun carriage is also called a catapult.
For example, if you want to throw a stone at the enemy, even if you throw it down from the mountain, you can't just throw it.
The rocks that can be lifted by humans are often too small, making them difficult to hit and less lethal; while large rocks and wood roll down the mountain and are blocked by trees, or change direction immediately after hitting a rock.
Only by building artillery carts can you throw stones to kill the enemy and attack the city.
This Hengshan stronghold was equipped with some stone and wood, but no artillery carriage was built.
Bozhiged felt strange.
He knew that Junlian Prefecture was a Jisi Prefecture, and the Song Army did not have many troops and no real generals. In addition, A Shu attacked from Dali by surprise. It was normal for the Song Army to have insufficient defenses and not build artillery vehicles.
What's strange is that the Song army was able to kill hundreds of Baolide's men in the city.
"If this Song general was capable, he should have launched cannons on Hengzi Mountain and Makou Rock. If he was not capable, how could he ambush Baolide? It's so weird..."
Boziged murmured, and in a short while he selected the materials for the cannon.
He took out a writing brush from his pocket, sharpened the ink, and began to mark the dimensions.
"It's been a long time since I fired my artillery. I've followed the general in the southern expedition for so long, I almost forgot how to do it. The tip is two feet long... No, more than one foot is enough. We can build a small city..."
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard someone shouting from the bottom of the mountain.
"Is Centurion Gilda here? The general has orders!"
"What?!" Jida shouted, "Ozhilhok, is that you?"
"Yes, General A'shu ordered you to occupy Hengzi's stronghold to rest, launch artillery, and prepare for a strong attack..."
Jida shouted: "I know, the artillery is being fired. This small Poguan City will be knocked down in a few blasts, hahaha!"
"The general also said, be careful of the Song army attacking. Do you want to send someone to support you?!"
Jida laughed loudly and said: "There are more than 300 Song troops in Guancheng. They are all not enough for me to fight. This is condescending. I can defend even fifty people!"
After he finished laughing, he said again: "No, there are not many generals left. I have too many people, and I can't even live in them!"
Ereleheke shouted: "The general asked you to pay attention to the north and see if the Song army has reinforcements."
"good!"
"Hurry up and fire up, don't take too long."
"I know, I know. Ozhelek, do you want to come up?"
"No, I have to report back to the general. The general told me that you must be careful of the Song army's counterattack." Erileheke raised his head and shouted, then turned and walked down the mountain...
Jida turned around and entered the village, still muttering.
"General, don't think I'm a fool. Who doesn't know the importance of Hengzi Mountain? If General Song has some brains, it would be wise to withdraw from Guancheng as soon as possible."
He led a team of 100 people, including nearly 90 Mongolian soldiers and more than 40 miscellaneous soldiers. At this time, he arranged for the miscellaneous soldiers to work, and sent half of the Mongolian soldiers on duty...
Although Erileheke sent a message to Jeddah to be careful on behalf of Ashu, he also believed in his heart that it was impossible for the Song army to counterattack Hengzi Mountain Stronghold.
We were attacked at night, and there were thousands of soldiers and horses confronting us outside Guancheng. How could the Song army come up?
How brave do you have to be to climb Hengzi Mountain at this time?
There are more than 300 people, and all of them are not enough to fight in Jeddah...
With these thoughts in mind, Orelhok walked as the sky became brighter.
He turned around and saw a ray of morning sun blooming on the horizon, which was very magnificent.
"Ah, I miss the grassland so much..."
"puff."
A hand stretched out from behind the tree trunk and covered Ozilhok's mouth. At the same time, a dagger slashed across his throat.
The blood sprayed on the accumulated leaves on the ground, making a low sound like the morning wind, mixed with the first ray of sunlight.
"I'm sending you back to the grassland." Li Xia whispered.
When the shouting messenger shouted his first words, Li Xia had already secretly ambushed him.
Ereleheke closed his eyes and fell among the mountains and forests...
"If I were a woman, I would marry him." Hai Jinliu crouched in the bushes, looked up at the scene of Lieutenant Li killing people in front of him, and murmured in a low voice.
"He is very skilled at killing people, unlike Song officials." Bo Dongha said, "Like my old leader."
"Let's go, it's time to avenge the people of Hengzi Village."
Hai Jinliu held the bow, ducked out of the bush, and approached Li Xia.
"Li County Lieutenant, come with me. If you can't get up, I'll pull you up."
"Let's go." Li Xia nodded, sensing the change in the village soldier's attitude.
The reason why he wanted to personally kill the Mongolian messenger soldier at his feet was to show his strength to these village soldiers.
The group continued to climb up.
Among the team were Laohu, Xiongshan, two tribesmen from Xiongshan, thirty river patrolmen, and more than seventy village soldiers.
These more than 100 people were all selected by Luhu to be good at mountain climbing.
Gradually we reached the top of the mountain.
"Shh."
Hai Jinliu leaned forward, then retracted, and whispered: "More than thirty miscellaneous soldiers are making wood. There are also more than forty Mongolian soldiers on duty."
Li Xia frowned and turned around to look, only to see that the sky was already bright.
He personally knelt down, carefully took a look, and saw the half-built gun carriage...
"This wood is used as the gun shaft. You move it up and the gun mount is ready..."
When Boziged said this, he yawned and felt a little tired.
Suddenly, I heard someone shouting from the bottom of the mountain.
"Centurion Gilda, are you there?"
The voice was not loud, and the Mongolian accent was a little weird.
Bozhigede took a few steps forward and saw a Mongolian soldier climbing up. He was walking a little lamely, because he was climbing the mountain and lowered his head, so he couldn't see clearly from a distance.
Bozhgerd recalled the accent he heard and shouted: "Lehgerd, is that you?"
"No, I am China."
Bozhiged couldn't remember for a moment which team this "China" belonged to, so he shouted: "The centurion is asleep, what do you want?"
"General A'shu has brought up the food and fodder. You can send fifty people down to help move it."
Bozhigede said: "We have almost set up a gun carriage. We can't stay in the mountains for three days without food and grass."
"Everything has been delivered, let's move it up."
The Mongolian soldier at the foot of the mountain said, stopped and waved to the foot of the mountain, as if he was calling for people to move things.
Boriged had no choice but to go down the mountain with his soldiers to help move grain and grass...