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Chapter 452

The Huguo Gate in the south is the most dangerous among the eight gates of Diaoyu City.

In front of the city gate, there is a section with no road at all.

When you open the city gate, there is nothing in front of you. As soon as you step out, you will fall off the cliff.

There is only a vertical rock wall on the side.

The Song army drilled holes in the rock wall and laid detachable plank roads for daily access.

During the war, the plank road was demolished, leaving only a city gate hanging alone on the cliff, as if only gods could enter and exit.

This kind of terrain makes people feel frightened just by looking at it, and there is almost no possibility of conquering it.

Therefore, since the beginning of the war, the Mongolian army's main attack direction has been Zhenximen in the west, and at least Shanliangzi has gone up the mountain. The Song army has deployed defenses and has the smallest number of troops protecting the country gate.

Unexpectedly, Wang Dechen sent men who dared to die tonight to climb up the cliff with rope ladders. While making a sneak attack, he began to build a plank road.

The Mongolian soldiers who climbed up from the rock wall finally managed to gain a foothold on the city wall. They were so shocked that they immediately started fighting with the Song army.

"Night attack!"

"Night attack!"

Whistles sounded everywhere, and not many Song troops were on guard. They got up in surprise and went up with weapons. Some died under the Meng soldiers' scimitars, while others stabbed the Meng soldiers down the mountain with spears.

"ah!"

Screams echoed off the cliff.

But this surprise attack by the Mongolian soldiers finally cut off the Song army's defense at the top of the city and at the foot of the mountain.

"Quick! Build the plank road!"

The Mongolian troops at the foot of the cliff were no longer afraid. They lit torches and rushed forward carrying wooden beams.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sledgehammer smashed horizontally and nailed the wooden beams to the rock wall. That was the hole left by the Song army after they demolished the plank road.

After the wooden beam was nailed on, someone immediately handed over the plank and continued to hammer forward the next wooden beam.

"kill!"

Arrows were shot down from the mountain.

A Mongolian soldier who was laying planks was hit in the vital part by an arrow and screamed in agony.

This is the "Batulu" army, which means warriors. It sounds nice, but in fact it is just cannon fodder. In the past, it was composed of Mongolians who had committed crimes, but now they are almost all Semu and Han people.

They fought the most brutal battles, and were often the first to die on the battlefield, other than expelling their victims.

But Badulu's military status is Mongolian. As long as they capture Huguomen, they can become Mongolian and superior people.

The Mongolian soldier was screaming and trying to struggle.

The next moment, the commander of the army behind him slashed him with his sword and threw him off the cliff.

"The back ones, keep paving!"

"Shield Bearer!"

The Meng soldiers who took courage continued to step forward...



Wang Dechen was directing not far away.

He was short in stature, but very strong, and his eyes looked extremely cold in the night.

Tonight, he has the confidence to break through Diaoyu City.

This was the most advantageous opportunity the Mongolian army had ever created since the siege and siege of the city.

Diaoyu City is definitely a natural hazard. The terrain in front of you can make every attacker feel desperate.

But the more natural danger is like this, once the city gate is captured, the defenders' minds will collapse in an instant.

Therefore, when Zhang Shi and Yang Li stood firm at Kuzhu Pass, Shi Shu swung across the cliff with a rope, and Zhao Zhongwu was so frightened that he surrendered immediately.

In the same way, as long as Wang Dechen can capture the city gate, he can destroy the will of some of the defenders in the city.

When fighting, sometimes the battle is about people's hearts. People's hearts are more fragile than the terrain.

This time, it will be him, Wang Dechen, who takes over Diaoyu City for the Great Khan.

"Fight in for me at all costs!"

As the Mongolian army marched southward with overwhelming force, Song troops and people from various places took refuge in Diaoyu City. Now there are tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the mountain city.

There are nearly 20,000 troops on the surface.

But in fact, there are only more than 4,000 elite soldiers who are actually armored and armed.

The Mongolian army's two-month siege and one-month fierce attack forced Wang Jian to deploy his troops in the north and south directions. Because the terrain of Huguomen was the most dangerous, the troops here were the least.

Wang Dechen's sneak attack this time was like a dagger, unexpectedly stabbed into Wang Jian's back.

Fortunately, he and Zhang Jueyi were still patrolling the area and were able to stabilize the situation.

"Don't panic! The general is guarding the country!"

"The general is at the National Defense Gate, and has long expected the Mongolian Tatar sneak attack..."

Zhang Jue ordered his men to shout in the army, and first stabilized the situation to prevent the defenders at other city gates from being frightened.

Compared with Zhang Shi, they were obviously more rigorous and meticulous in running the army.

In front of more than 100,000 Mongolian troops, the Song army's defense could not withstand any omissions...

"Quick! Wake up all the soldiers and bring in reinforcements! Guard all city gates to prevent the Mongolian army from making a sneak attack elsewhere..."

"Break the stone! Let it go!"

Zhang Jue kept issuing orders and braved the rain of arrows to climb up the city wall to take a look. He saw that the Mongolian army was almost laying the plank road in front of the city gate.

"Damn... Where are the reinforcements?! Send reinforcements here quickly!"

"General Zhang, General Wang ordered you to hold the city gate. He wants to lead his troops through the cornice hole..."

When Zhang Jue heard the general's order, he turned around suddenly and opened his mouth, intent on trying to persuade Wang Jian.

The next moment, a sharp arrow flew past his face and almost hit his eye.

Zhang Jue suddenly didn't realize it, but he knew that now was not the time for his mother-in-law and mother-in-law.

"Continue to defend the city!" he shouted.

There is no need to send anyone to reply to Wang Jian, he can’t be persuaded...

The Feiyan Cave is located not far to the east of Huguomen.

It was originally just a crack in the rock on the top of the mountain. Due to the construction of a city wall on the top, the top of the crack was blocked and became a secret passage.

The crack is narrow, allowing only one person to pass sideways. The outside is covered by vegetation, making it extremely hidden.

Wang Jian climbed down the mountain along the rope and stood on the hillside panting. He turned around and saw that the Mongolian army to the west had completely set up the plank road and was violently attacking the Huguo Gate.

At this time, soldiers were emerging from the cornice holes one by one, and less than fifty people gathered below.

"It's too late, kill him!"

"General, and brothers..."

"kill!"

Wang Jian drew his sword in his hand, walked along the steep hillside, and went straight to the rear of the Mongolian army.

Seeing the general's behavior, nearly fifty Song soldiers behind him also rushed forward one after another...

At this time, a fierce battle was going on in front of the Huguo Gate. Every time the Song army's hammer hit it, several Mongolian soldiers would die.

But the Song army was caught off guard after all, and more and more Mongolian soldiers threw their hooks and ropes and climbed to the top of the city desperately.

Wang Dechen raised his head and looked at this scene from a distance, his eyes gradually becoming excited.

"Go down with the order and be ready to enter the city at any time! The whole army shouted to me, 'The city has been broken, and those who surrender will not be killed.'"

"yes."

Soon, the horns of the Mongolian army sounded again, and they kept shouting.

"The city has been destroyed! Those who surrender will not be killed..."

"ah!"

A scream suddenly rang out, and from the bushes on the hillside, a soldier rushed over and hit a Mongolian soldier, knocking him off the cliff.

"Polu!"

Like tigers roaring in the mountains and forests, dozens of Song soldiers descended from the sky like divine soldiers and charged into the Mongolian rear lines.

Although the number of people was small, the mountain road was extremely narrow, so the Mongolian soldiers in the rear formation panicked and hurriedly fought.

But in this type of mountain warfare, the Mongolian soldiers were obviously not as good as the Song soldiers who were familiar with the terrain. After a short battle, fifty Song soldiers quickly occupied a section of the mountain road.

The Meng soldiers rushing in front lost support, and chaos broke out.

Wang Dechen saw that the ruined city was right in front of him, and he did not want to suffer such a change, so he was filled with hatred.

But no matter how unwilling he is, the good opportunity has passed for him tonight.

Finally, after a night of fierce fighting, with the sound of gold ringing, the Mongolian troops attacking the country finally retreated.

Zhang Jue breathed a long sigh of relief and almost fell to the ground.

But he couldn't care less about rest and hurriedly went to meet Wang Jian.

When I opened the Huguo Gate, I saw that the plank road in front of me had been smashed down. I almost stepped out and fell off the cliff.

"Hurry up and build the plank road to meet the general!"

Zhang Jue stopped and looked around, only to see Wang Jian covered in blood, stepping on a wooden beam and leaning against the rock wall to rest.

The makeshift plank road built by the Mongolian army was swaying, making people feel weak in their legs just by looking at it.

"General, be careful!"

"Damn, more than thirty of the most elite soldiers died."

Wang Jian now knows Hezhou and is much more refined, but he is a martial artist, so sometimes he can't help but be rude. He spat and cursed: "Wang Dechen is a damn dog, sooner or later, kill him!"

"General, let's go back to the city first and then talk about it."

"When I catch my breath..."

After finally supporting Wang Jian and returning to the city, Zhang Jue finally felt relieved.

This battle once again defended Diaoyu City, but it was dangerous for them.

No matter how favorable the terrain was, if not for Wang Jian's extraordinary courage and adaptability, Diaoyu City might have been lost that night.

And even though they won, the pressure on the next defense will also increase greatly.

Every attack by the Mongolian army puts more pressure on the soldiers and civilians in the city. If the bow is stretched for too long, it will eventually break.



At this time, the sky was bright and the defenders on Diaoyu City were still cleaning up the battlefield and preparing to break wood for the next battle.

Suddenly, the soldiers reported that they were about to attack the mountain again from the east.

Regardless of his exhaustion, Wang Jian rushed to Dongxinmen and looked from the top of the city. He saw the Mongolian troops at the foot of the mountain spread out and preparing to attack the mountain again.

However, a few Mongolian soldiers went up the mountain to intimidate them before the battle began.

"I'm not afraid to tell you that our army has strangled the roads of Chongqing and attacked Liyi Mountain City, Liangshan City, and Hezhou Old City. You have been trapped in the mountains and fields without any support!

Can we know who destroyed the old city of Hezhou? It was the surrendered general Yang Dayuan, who prospered in accordance with the heavens and died against the heavens! Don't be obsessed with the dead end, otherwise, the whole city will be destroyed..."

On the mountain city, Zhang Jue frowned, sneered, and ordered the artillery truck to load stones, preparing to kill the Mongolian soldiers who tried to persuade them to surrender.

Wang Jian shook his head and said: "There is no need to smash them to death, let the artillery stones hit them nearby."

"Why?"

"Don't let Meng Tatar calculate the distance between our cannons and rocks." Wang Jian said, "A few small fish and shrimps are not worth it."

He completely ignored the shouts from the bottom of the mountain and looked confident in every move he made.

However, learning that Yang Dayuan had captured the old city of Hezhou still brought deep worries to him, the prefect of Hezhou.

Diaoyu City lost its support and could no longer communicate with other Song armies. This would inevitably bring a huge blow to the morale of the army.

Now that the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, the most unfavorable weather for the Mongolian army has also disappeared.

In the next nearly a year, Diaoyu City will definitely face countless fierce attacks by the Mongolian army, as well as sneak attacks like last night.

How long can morale last? How long can the city be defended? Wang Jian is not sure.

Even so, he did not forget to worry about Chongqing, which did not have such favorable geographical conditions.

If the Mongolian army cannot be contained and allowed to bypass Diaoyu City, it will be meaningless to continue to hold on.

Wang Jian couldn't help but look south, unable to see Chongqing, and could only silently remind Pu Zezhi in his heart.

"Commander Pu, we want to send reinforcements not only to boost the morale of the troops in Diaoyu City, but also to show the enemy the strength of Chongqing..."


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