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Chapter 211 Repel (Part 2)

The battlefield was filled with sounds of killing and blood raining like pouring water.

From night to dawn, and from dawn to night, the Mongolian army attacked relentlessly, and the crowds were like waves.

Wang Shixian calmly commanded and responded, and under his control, groups of soldiers and horses boarded the camp one after another to fight bloody battles.

The outer wall of the fortress was breached eleven times, the inner wall was breached three times, and the two camp gates were breached four times.

The defenders carried pre-stored wood and stones from the camp to fill the gap and stacked the parapet. Then the parapet was knocked down again and again, and the remaining bricks fell to the ground, stirring up smoke and dust. After the parapet, Wang Shixian ordered people to pile up countless firewood.

Grease, if in danger, will ignite immediately.

Anyone who broke into the inner circle of the Mongolian army was either burned or cut off from their retreat. They could only hear screams. The Mongolian army that entered the city was surrounded and annihilated by the superior defenders, and they were killed and injured time and time again.

After all, the strength of the Mongolian army lies in its speed. When it comes to advancing straight in, taking the enemy by surprise, and running for hundreds of miles, they are a terrifying army rarely seen in thousands of years; but purely in terms of siege, the strong Mongolian army is strong, and it has not escaped.

The nomadic people's stubbornness has not yet reached the point where they cannot withstand the enemy.

Even so, the situation is always on the verge of collapse and is about to collapse.

The defenders who fought against the Mongolian army were also bleeding like rivers.

Waves of reinforcements arrived on the battlefield, but they were immediately destroyed as if they were entering a bottomless pit. In the ravines around the camp, corpses were piling up gradually, and stumps and broken arms were piled on top of each other, almost filling the gullies.

The pointed wooden stakes that had been placed in the ravine had long since become useless. Some people fell on the wooden stakes and died on the spot, while others groaned and wailed. When those who followed fell, the wailing people were pressed into the lower level.

Immediately, the Mongolian army's leather boots stepped over the corpse, like a turbulent wave, continuing to hit the defense line on the wall.

Wang Shixian stayed awake for two consecutive days to direct the battle.

He stood high on the pier, carefully observed the changes in the battle situation, and issued orders at any time. Every time he gave an order, there would be warriors in the army waiting beside him to lead his troops to attack, either to resist the Mongols' front, or to flank and outflank the Mongols, cutting off the Mongols.

Man's way out.

But there are fewer and fewer available people around him.

The Mongolian army is so fierce. The defenders in the camp fight against it, and the casualties are by no means equal. If they use experienced soldiers as the backbone, they can still achieve a three-to-one or five-to-one exchange. But if they are purely composed of strong men,

When the team collides with the Mongolian offensive, the exchange ratio will often reach more than ten. If the team does not collapse immediately, it will be overjoyed.

At first, Wang Shixian sent his generals and subordinates to rush to the front line to support the front line. Later, they all lost their lives and wounded, leaving only the lieutenant available. The next night, the lieutenants lost all their casualties again, leaving only the squadron available.

The reinforcements he dispatched were at first mainly composed of old soldiers from his headquarters. Later, they were evenly divided between old soldiers and strong men. By this time, they were almost all composed of strong men. Even the officers leading the team were replaced by strong men who were good at fighting and could be used.

man of.

Wang Shixian was an ancient Wang who was deeply Chinese. Among the Hebei soldiers who were generally vulgar and unliterary, he could even call himself a scholar.

His appearance is not as rough as that of an ordinary martial artist. He usually wears a military robe and carries a sword, almost like a Confucian general. But now his eyes are bloodshot, his cheeks are sunken, and the short beard under his chin has turned gray in two days.

Fortunately, the soldiers and civilians in the camp did not have time to take a closer look. They only needed to know that Commander Wang was still there and the camp stood firm, that was enough.

Even in the most dangerous times, Wang Shixian continued to send his cronies, galloping around, and those who killed the enemy and made meritorious service were either promoted on the spot or given generous gold and silver. Every time someone was rewarded, dozens of heralds rushed around, shouting loudly.

chant:

"So-and-so, the chief soldier of the A-shaped battalion, received three heads! He was recorded as a second-class meritorious officer and was rewarded with ten gold coins. He was promoted to general!"

"The so-and-so team of the strong men of Xinziying assisted in repelling the attacks twice! The leader of the team, so-and-so, received third-level merit, and all the team members were given ten acres of land!"

"General Shi and so-and-so of the camp named B led his troops to recapture the camp gates and piers, killing dozens of enemies! Shi-general so-and-so received first-class merit and was immediately promoted to the rank of general! Among his subordinate officers and soldiers, the living were promoted to Shi-general, and the dead covered the land of their families.

Fifty acres, everyone will be rewarded with a big silver ingot!"

The fiercer the battle, the louder and denser the voices of praise and retribution inside and outside the camp. Within the surrounding walls of the camp for several miles, everyone heard and envied them. They felt that the enemy was about to be defeated at any time, and the cheers kept coming one after another.

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At the same time, military reports were also flowing into the Haicang Town Tunbu.

"After General Chen Heng died in battle, our headquarters insisted on guarding the camp gate and refused to retreat. One hundred and ten people have been fighting fiercely to this day, and eighty-nine people have been killed."

"General Yu Xiaowu boarded the south gate pier and shot two people from a hundred Mongolian families to death. However, the pier was immediately attacked by the Mongols with all their strength. We were unable to rescue them and all of Yu Xiaowu's men were killed."

"The fighting in the western highlands continued. The Mongolian army overran the rocky beach twice and burned down a trestle in the port. General Wen Qian had an arm cut off during the fighting. His troops were defeated, but they still persisted in their command.

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"Within two days, the number of casualties among the soldiers and civilians in the camp exceeded 2,000, and the remaining people were filled with doubts and fears. If Commander Wang hadn't tried his best to suppress it, there might have been a riot at any time. In addition, it has been difficult to organize a team of strong men of sufficient size. Next time

Those who are sent to the city to fight will be old, weak and women."

The sound of killing outside the fort was loud, but inside the fort there was silence.

The soldiers have been waiting here for two days. From their doubts at the beginning to their numbness at this moment, everyone is looking forward to fighting immediately, but everyone knows that the fighter opportunity is only within Guo Ning's grasp.

After listening to the envoy's report, Guo Ning waved his hand for him to leave.

Because of his younger brother Li Yun's experience in Zhigu Village, Li Ting has become very close to Wang Shixian recently.

At this time, he couldn't help but said: "Lao Wang is having a hard time dealing with it. Should we send him some reinforcements? We don't need many people, five hundred... no, three hundred is enough. Let me allocate them from here!"

Guo Ning glanced at Li Ting.

Wang Shixian's subordinates were also veterans who Guo Ning had slowly gathered over the past few months; so many people in the camp outside were gathered by Guo Ning from Laizhou and were the foundation for his future foothold. Their casualties were so heavy that Guo Ning

Will Ning be willing to do so?

However, casualties in war are always inevitable.

After all, it takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it takes a while to use it. There is also a saying that compassion does not lead an army. When a general is commanding a battle, looking at the army and the lives of the people, they are just numbers. There should be no doubt about how many people are needed to die.

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What's more, if the Mongols gained power, wouldn't there be fewer deaths among soldiers and civilians? At that time, inside and outside the Great Wall, Guo Ning saw hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians bleeding into rivers, and his heart had been tempered to a stone. The place of life and death, the law of survival,

Everything is for the final victory, no matter how many casualties are in front of you, you have to hold on!

The more tired and impatient the Mongolian army is, the more likely our victory will be!

Guo Ning stretched out his hand to hold down the thick stack of military reports on the table and asked: "Lao Wang just reported the military situation. Has he sent someone to ask for help?"

Li Ting sighed and shook his head.

"Then we will continue to wait!" Guo Ning shouted in a deep voice.

A few miles south of the camp, Tuo Lei was sitting on a leopard skin, watching the battle attentively, equally anxious.

For two days, everyone has been attacking relentlessly, advancing in turns. However, the preparation time for launching an siege is getting longer and longer, and the time to sustain the attack is getting shorter and shorter. In the last two hours, they have not even attacked once.

Over the fortress wall.

According to what the captured prisoners said, the defenders were already mobilizing their forces to deepen the second trench inside the outer wall!

Tuo Lei has interrogated no less than twenty prisoners, and he knows that the reason why this camp has been able to persist to this day is due to the talent of the city guard general Wang Shixian.

Tuo Lei didn't understand why a Wanggu man had to sacrifice his life for the Jurchens.

He once sent people to ride horses around the camp and announced that as long as Wang Shixian surrendered, he would be well treated. He also sent people to the camp to try to recruit Wang Shixian face to face. As a result, Wang Shixian killed the messenger on the spot and threw his head out in protest.

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In this case, how long will this battle last?

It is true that there are ten thousand households under Tuo Lei's command, and tens of thousands of elites, but the elites of the Mongols are also human beings, and they will inevitably become slack after repeated attempts to achieve no results. This kind of slackness cannot be seen by others, but Tuo Lei has followed his father in the southern expedition since he was a child.

In the Northern War, how keen is your vision?

Chiju's Prince Consort whispered: "Please give the order to kill a few hundred households! Kill another group of war slaves to alert all the ministries!"

Tuo Lei maintained a solemn and indifferent expression, thinking slowly.

If Genghis Khan personally led his troops here, he could naturally punish a group of people severely and use the heads of the weak to warn his subordinates, but dragging mines cannot.

Of these ten thousand households, five were from his own Uluses, and five were powerful figures on the grasslands who were close to him and trusted him. To attack these people at will is to attack your own supporters, and in vain to give others an opportunity to take advantage of.

opportunity, so why bother?

Seeing Tuo Lei's hesitation, Chi Ju's Prince Consort added: "The fourth prince, if you kill people to establish your authority, start with our Hongji tribe! I will personally chop off the heads of this group of people who retreat!"

Tuo Lei really wanted to kill a group of people, but he suppressed his emotions and replied calmly: "No need! The soldiers have tried their best. They are all warriors. I want to reward them. Everyone must be rewarded. After the reward, you, the leader

Die'er, Tuosahe, and the four thousand households from Kuokuo attack together! This is the last attack. If it fails again, stop the attack and withdraw your troops to rest!"

He emphasized: "At least, we are sure that this is indeed where the families of Guo Ning's soldiers and soldiers are, right? This morning, I visited Mala to report that Guo Ning's headquarters had left Yidu, and hundreds of thousands of people rushed to rescue them. When they

Halfway through, we immediately intercepted...that's what we're really good at!"


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