Chapter three hundred and forty first battle father and son soldiers
Hu Yanyu came back to his senses and was about to ask his little sister why there are only ninety-nine in the world and there is another one.
Before he could speak, the front troops attacking the city suddenly heard the sound of bright gold foil.
Hu Yanyu swallowed what he wanted to say and looked towards the city wall. His younger sister Hu Yanyun had been staying with him and had not ordered the troops to withdraw and stop attacking the city. In this case, why did the former army send out Ming Jin's order to withdraw the troops.
Huyan Yunyao, who had just walked to the sand table and hadn't looked at it for long, also looked at the front army in surprise, picked up the telescope and looked towards Yunzhou.
I saw that the siege ladders hooked to the crenellations under the city wall had been reduced to ashes by the burning fire.
The siege vehicles fixed not far away were also wiped out in the fierce fire. In his mind, he recalled the old soldiers of the Sixth Guards who jumped off the city wall with the spies filled with strong fire oil. Huyan Yunyao sighed melancholy.
"Lotus dew!"
"I'm here, please give me the Khan's orders!"
"He ordered Muludo to lead the warriors to quickly build new siege equipment. Ben Khan, the veteran soldiers of these big dragons, admires them, but admiration is admiration. For our millions of Turkic subjects, we must attack the city.
of!"
"I understand, I'm resigning!"
In the blink of an eye, the tens of thousands of Turkic infantrymen who had attacked Yunzhou withdrew from the camp, and a disgraced general ran up to Huyan Yunyao. It could be vaguely seen that he was Ba Khanna, one of the generals Huyan Yunyao relied on more.
"I have paid a visit to the Great Khan, and I asked the Great Khan to punish me without permission by offering money to retreat my troops!"
Huyan Yunyao looked at Bahan's gray face indifferently and looked towards Yunzhou.
Looking at the tragic scene of smoke and smoke under the city wall, Huyan Yunyao waved her hand lightly: "You did a good job, I forgive you!"
"Thank you Great Khan!"
"Tell me about the specific battle situation!"
Bahan glanced at Yunzhou with lingering fear, gasped and wiped the dust on his face: "Great Khan, it's not that I'm not in a good position to attack the city, but those southerners are really terrible. Our attack
Nine times out of ten, the city's equipment was carried away by the half-hundred southerners with incomplete hands and feet, holding the fire oil in their hands and perished together!"
"Without the siege equipment, our warriors simply cannot break through the city gate of Yunzhou with just a door-ramming truck."
"It is impossible to extinguish the flames once they are burned. Unfortunately, many brothers were also affected and were killed alive by the raging fire..."
I don't know when Hu Yanyu came up and patted Ba Khanna's shoulder gently: "Ba Khanna, don't blame yourself, this is not your fault!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Hu Yanyu looked at Hu Yanyun Yao who was deep in thought with a complex expression: "Great Khan, look at the crowds on the Yunzhou city wall. A few have added tens of thousands of old soldiers from Northern Xinjiang. If they continue to go forward and perish together like this, how many sieges can we build?
All the equipment is useless, sooner or later it will turn into a sea of flames."
"We still have to find a way to break through Yunzhou's city gate. Siege warfare is really a shortcoming for our troops!"
Huyan Yunyao held her fair chin and thought for a moment, her eyes brightened: "Pull our artillery up and spread it out!"
Hu Yanyu was startled and looked at Huyan Yunyao blankly: "Artillery? When did we have artillery as a weapon for siege? Didn't you fail to negotiate with the Golden Queen?"
"Have you forgotten, when we attacked the West King's Court, didn't Ben Khan borrow some artillery from my senior brother? After the unification of the grasslands, the men arranged by my senior brother only brought back the good artillery, and the obsolete artillery pieces were still left behind.
Let’s Hu Yan Wang Ting.”
"Of course I know that, but those artillery pieces are no longer usable, and we don't have any artillery shells anymore!"
Huyan Yunyao smiled faintly and nuzzled her lips towards the city wall: "You know this, but the generals of Yunzhou don't know this. If you put those abandoned artillery aside and bombard the city gate, you would
Yunzhou garrison, what will you do?"
"Destroy our artillery quickly to prevent us from blowing up the city gate."
Huyan Yunyao spread his hands and shrugged lightly: "Let them blow it up. It has been abandoned anyway. It can consume some of their artillery shells. It is better than blowing up our troops. Without the threat of artillery, the infantry
The pressure of siege will not be too great! Although the threat of fierce fire oil is great, how much do you think they can save?"
Hu Yanyu's eyes lit up, but in the end he hesitated.
"What if the Yunzhou defenders don't fall for the trick?"
"Haha! You don't dare to gamble in Yunzhou, which is in turmoil!"
"That's true, they can't afford to gamble. But it will take at least fifteen days to transport those artillery pieces from the rear!"
"I have expected this step, and have already asked my troops to transport it with the food and grass. You go and make arrangements. I will think about ways to deal with the fierce fire and oil burning our siege equipment."
"I accept your order!"
"Sweat that!"
"I'm here!"
"Let the warriors make repairs and light fires to make food!"
"I accept your order!"
On top of the Yunzhou city wall, Yun Chong looked at the tragedy on the city wall with red eyes.
The city tower was full of arrows, and many old soldiers were killed by Turkic arrows without even a chance to struggle. The tall Yunzhou city wall was like a huge hedgehog.
The burning smell under the city wall is extremely pungent. Yunzhou, which escaped disaster in the last national war, cannot escape the fate of being devastated.
"Chong'er!"
"General...Dad...Commander, you are injured!"
Yunyang was supported by the second master of the Yun family, who was wearing armor. His face was a little pale. There was a Turkish arrow stuck in his right chest, and the tail of the arrow had been neatly cut off by a sharp blade.
Yunyang covered his armor soaked in blood and glanced at the tragic scene on the city wall, his dim eyes filled with a hint of mist.
"It's a small wound. It was hit by a stray arrow. Fortunately, the wound is not deep. Just ask the military doctor to take out the arrowhead and bandage it. How much do you still have, old brothers?"
Yun Chong's tone was a little low: "It is roughly estimated that the seniors have killed nearly 10,000 people in the battle. The exact number of Sima is still being calculated."
Yunyang closed his eyes tightly after hearing this.
"I killed them!"
"Old handsome!"
"Old handsome!"
Yunyang slowly opened his eyes as he watched the old soldiers from Northern Xinjiang gathered around him, and looked guiltily at the old brothers with enthusiastic eyes who were supported by the second master of the Yun family and bowed.
"Old brothers, Yunyang is sorry for you. You were supposed to enjoy your old age, but I personally sent you to the battlefield again. Yunyang is sorry for you!"
"Commander, please don't say that. It's brothers who are willing to die. If we can die fighting in Northern Xinjiang where we have lived for most of our lives, we deserve to die!"
"Old Wu is right, Commander, our brothers deserved to die!"
"A handful of old bones half buried in the loess. It's not death anywhere. It's worth it to serve the dragon one more time!"
"The old brothers have gone one after another. We have long since lost nothing to think about while we are alive. It is an honor for us to be able to die together with the old brothers and brothers today!"
"glory!"
"glory!"
"glory!"
Tens of thousands of childish voices rang out, and Yunyang and others subconsciously looked towards the city wall.
I saw the young men beside the veterans who died in battle silently taking out a piece of white silk from their arms and tying it around their waists. They took a deep look at the battle medals in their hands and put them into their arms.
Some young men were alone, leaning forward and looking under the city wall, kneeling on their knees under the battlements and kowtowing several times.
Tens of thousands of young men silently placed the shabby flags in their hands on the city wall, bent down, picked up the weapons left by their relatives around them, and knelt down on one knee towards Yunyang.
Their movements were not neat and undisciplined, and even seemed a bit disorganized to the veterans.
They are just a bunch of new recruits who don’t understand shit.
But being able to be reluctantly taken to the battlefield by the veterans and following them without any complaints shows that they are no longer a group of new recruits!
But seeing the immature appearance of these young people, everyone on the city wall became jealous.
"grandfather!"
"Daddy!"
"They said that after they died in battle, it's time for us to go to the battlefield!"
"See the Marshal!"
"See the Marshal!"
"See the Marshal!"
Yunyang stared deeply at the young men, took a few deep breaths and patted Yun Chong's shoulder gently.
"Brothers fight tigers, father and son go into battle."
"Yun Chong listened to the order and drew up a military register for the sons!"