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Chapter 846. Battle (1).





During these days, Zhao Junchen's body was on the verge of reaching its limit due to overdraft, but he still persisted because Zhao Junchen knew very well that he was the backbone of the military and political affairs of Shaanxi and Gansu. Once he fell, the entire Shaanxi and Gansu provinces would be destroyed.

In the chaos, the battle situation that has gradually gained the upper hand is likely to be reversed by the Mongolian coalition forces. Long-term thinking and painstaking planning may also be in vain.

Therefore, before this war is over, Zhao Junchen must not fall! Even if he is on the verge of the limit, he must grit his teeth and continue to persevere!

Zhao Junchen's performance may sound great, but in fact, Zhao Junchen's various efforts are largely just to build a future for himself, and his intentions are not pure.

Of course, when Zhao Junchen reaches such a position, he already "disregards his intentions" when doing things. Even if it is just selfishness, as long as it is beneficial to the people, it cannot be considered a bad thing.

However, if we say that Zhao Junchen is unparalleled and unparalleled because of this, it is not necessarily true.

To win this war, it is absolutely impossible to rely solely on Zhao Junchen's strength, and Zhao Junchen is not the only one who is physically and mentally exhausted and has given everything.

For example, Guan Wuyuan's deputy general Zhang Chengxun was by no means any easier than Zhao Junchen.

Moreover, Zhang Chengxun's intentions are much more pure than Zhao Junchen's.

As the saying goes, "Tigers and leopards are hidden in the mountains, and heroes emerge in troubled times." Today's Zhang Chengxun is exactly what he said.

Before that, Zhang Chengxun was just an inconspicuous middle-level general in the Forbidden Army. He had been familiar with military books since he was a child and had a courageous and resolute character. However, due to his poor family background, he could not be promoted in the Forbidden Army where nobles gathered together.

If you go further, you will just waste years with a meager salary.

However, when the Mongolian coalition began to formally attack Jiezhou City, Zhang Chengxun's talents and abilities finally blossomed.

In the past few days, the Mongolian coalition forces have been attacking Jiezhou City day and night like crazy. The main defender of Jiezhou City, Guan Wuyuanze, is just a silver-like wax spear head. At the critical moment, he can't play any role at all, and all the heavy burdens are pressed down on him.

On the shoulders of Zhang Chengxun alone.

In fact, Jiezhou City is not that impregnable. The general Guan Wuyuan is cowardly and incompetent and only knows how to pretend. Most of the defenders are young soldiers from the Forbidden Army. Not only do they have no combat experience, but their fighting will is also extremely weak. The Mongolian coalition has been slow to

The inability to break through Jiezhou City was largely due to the existence of Zhang Chengxun!

Facing the fierce offensive of the Mongols, Zhang Chengxun could always issue the most correct orders at the most appropriate time, constantly adjusting the defensive layout on the city wall, and Zhao Junchen provided support to Jiezhou City with all kinds of ordnance, whether it was a double flying gun or a fire gun.

, or the catapult, was brought into full play in the hands of Zhang Chengxun, which not only disrupted the Mongolian siege rhythm, but also caused the greatest casualties to the Mongolians.

It can be said that without the existence of Zhang Chengxun, Jiezhou City would be in danger now, and the casualties of the Mongolian coalition forces would never be so serious!

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That night, when the Mongolian coalition finally retreated, Zhang Chengxun, who had been commanding the battle on the city wall for a whole day, finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Then, a strong sense of exhaustion continued to hit his body and mind, and Zhang Chengxun wanted to collapse on the ground and rest for a while, just like an ordinary soldier on the city wall at this time.

During this period of time, the Mongolian coalition forces always began to attack the city at dawn, and only retreated after nightfall. Zhang Chengxun worked even harder, always deploying city defenses in advance before the Mongols attacked the city, and then there was a

After commanding the battle all day long, after the Mongols retreated, they had to count the damage, appease the morale of the troops, and patrol the city defenses in the middle of the night. Even if they took an occasional break, they did not dare to sleep deeply. If the Mongols made the slightest movement, they would rush to the city wall to check.

To this day, Zhang Chengxun is also exhausted physically and mentally and is on the verge of reaching his limit. Even just a moment's rest is a great temptation for Zhang Chengxun.

However, Zhang Chengxun finally gritted his teeth and suppressed the impulse in his heart. On the surface, he still looked determined and calm. His right hand held the handle of the knife tightly at his waist, and his waist was still as straight as a javelin.

Similar to Zhao Junchen's thoughts, Zhang Chengxun knew that he was now the backbone of Jiezhou City, and his every move would affect the morale of the Jiezhou City defenders, so he did not want to show his fatigue in front of his soldiers!

After standing there and calming down for a moment, Zhang Chengxun became busy again, counting casualties, appeasing the morale of the troops, and asking about logistics. He needed to worry about everything.

"In the past few days of defending the city, the fire oil cans have played a big role. They pose the greatest threat to the Mongolian Tatars. However, they have been used too much in the past few days and the inventory is already insufficient. I am afraid that they cannot be used more in the next few days... However,

, Even if this is the case, we can't hold on for long. We send someone to inform the prefect of Jiezhou and ask him to think of a way to collect some from the city, even lard..."

"Jiezhou City only has four artillery pieces, and they are distributed at three city gates. The bases are fixed and cannot be moved, so they really don't play much role. These days, we mainly rely on the flying catapults and catapults, but these ordnances are really not durable.

Nearly half of them are broken now...Zhang Luo, send someone to summon the craftsmen in the city, and take advantage of tonight to overhaul all the double-flying catapults and catapults. If they cannot be repaired, remove them and replace them with spare parts..."

"If the notice continues, Mingshui Lane in the west of the city will be requisitioned to house the wounded soldiers. There are more and more wounded soldiers. It is really inconvenient to place them in the military camp. It will also affect the morale of the military..."

"The defenders in Beicheng suffered a lot of damage today, so we ordered troops to be transferred from each battalion to supplement..."

While walking on the city wall, Zhang Chengxun carefully inspected the city defense while issuing orders to several military attachés around him. He was already very familiar with these things and was quite decisive and straightforward. Everything could be done in the shortest possible time.

get the best possible treatment.

However, because Zhang Chengxun had been shouting orders loudly during the day when he was defending the city, Zhang Chengxun's voice was very hoarse at this time, as if it was being rubbed with sandpaper.

Finally, about half an hour later, Zhang Chengxun finally finished handling various post-war matters.

Then, a person behind Zhang Chengxun handed Zhang Chengxun a kettle and said: "General Zhang is really lucky. Please drink some water. If you continue like this, your throat will be ruined!"

Zhang Chengxun was stunned for a moment before he realized that his throat was on fire. After nodding his thanks to this person, he reached out to take the kettle and drank all the water in the kettle.

Then, Zhang Chengxun handed the kettle back to the man, nodded his thanks and said, "Thank you, Cao Shoubei."

It turned out that the person who delivered water to Zhang Chengxun was named Cao Ming, and he was the garrison officer of Jiezhou City, responsible for the military preparation of Jiezhou City. However, after Guan Wuyuan led the Imperial Army reinforcements to garrison in Jiezhou City, this person was gradually

People have forgotten that these days they are just helping Zhang Chengxun.

At this time, looking at the fatigue on Zhang Chengxun's face, Cao Ming shook his head and sighed again: "General Zhang is so lucky. The war during this period was all supported by you alone... It's only because I, Cao Ming, am a

A mediocre person cannot do anything for General Zhang."

Zhang Chengxun shook his head and said: "Cao Shoubei is serious. You have helped me with many things these days. Without your coordination and sharing, I would probably have to devote a lot of energy to dealing with things in the city."

After Cao Ming hesitated for a moment, he said: "Hey, don't blame me, old Cao, for talking too much. General Guan is obviously the commander in chief, but he doesn't know what he is doing hiding in the city these days. He just carries all the burdens.

They all fell on General Zhang... If General Guan could use a little more strength, General Zhang wouldn't be so tired!"

Hearing Cao Ming's statement, Zhang Chengxun's expression was a little strange, but he still maintained Guan Wuyuan's face and said: "General Guan is just ill. He is not derelict for no reason, and he is definitely not avoiding the battle intentionally.

Don’t talk nonsense.”

Cao Ming was silent for a moment, as if he didn't agree with Zhang Chengxun's statement, but he did not refute the question. He just said: "General Zhang, go back and have a rest. Just leave the rest to me! My old Cao's skills

It’s not big, but you can still do some small things.”

Zhang Chengxun glanced around at the scene on the city wall. There were bloodstains and arrows everywhere. Occasionally, he could see a few severed limbs. The strong smell of blood and burning corpses mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke was even more pungent.

To be honest, Zhang Chengxun also wanted to leave here as soon as possible to rest, but after hesitating for a moment, he shook his head and said: "Let's wait a little longer. Today the Mongolian Tatars retreated more than half an hour earlier than the previous few days. I always

I feel something strange and want to see if there is anything going on with the Mongolian Tatars!"

As soon as Zhang Chengxun finished speaking, he saw a defender hurriedly came to Zhang Chengxun and reported: "General, there is something strange at the Mongolian camp. A large number of Mongolian cavalry left the camp overnight and ran towards the north. There are about tens of thousands of horses.

, seems to be heading in the direction of Zhenning Acropolis!"

Zhang Chengxun was stunned for a moment, frowned and said: "It's Zhenning Acropolis again? I remember that a few days ago, the Mongolian camp divided tens of thousands of troops and went to Zhenning Acropolis. Now this is the second time it has divided its troops. Could it be that something happened there?

?”

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Chengxun said: "I will go and report to the customs general and ask him to make an idea!"

Cao Ming's eyes flashed slightly and he said: "Let me also go to see General Guan. Speaking of which, I haven't visited General Guan since he became 'sick'."

Zhang Chengxun shook his head decisively and said: "General Guan's current situation is not suitable for meeting guests. Cao Shoubei forgives me!"

Indeed, Guan Wuyuan's current situation is not suitable for others to see.

Otherwise, the morale of the Jiezhou City defenders will be destroyed.






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