After all, the people guarding Usha Castle are just slaves. Most of them have only learned some skills in fighting with swords in the past few days. Only half of them dare to see blood on the battlefield. In fact, everyone knows that with this little strength,
Far from being able to fight against the all-out Mongols.
In the past period, the Mongolian siege seemed to be unstoppable, probably because the thousands of households in the eastern grasslands were not willing to be easily involved in the troubles caused by Yeli Yasi. They wanted to watch the fun, and did not want to be involved in Yeli Yasi.
Being a spearman. Of course, another very important reason is that Lu Shu's identity was slowly leaked, causing many tribes to be afraid.
But at this time, the Mongols suddenly rose up. Arrows rained down, and thousands of horses surrounded the city. The shouts and roars gathered like a surge, and it seemed that they could destroy this hastily fortress in an instant. No battlefield was needed.
You can guess from experience that the next step will be an attack from all directions.
Under the suppression of such a huge force, the slaves could not hold on at all. Even the strange and bizarre city defense facilities that Ado had urgently built were useless, and the situation collapsed in a matter of seconds.
Not to mention that Lu Shu and others had previously robbed the Mongolian pastures, snatched a large number of livestock, and raised them in the depressions to the north of Tunbao. They also repaired continuous fences for these livestock. If they had not been greedy for this, they would have used the energy to repair the fences.
After repairing the fort itself, a strong small fort can be built inside the fort, which may hold on for a while longer.
Of course, now that the Mongols are ruthless, no matter how prepared they are, the result will be the same.
What's even more troublesome is that the backbone of us people, the noble young master, is crazy about something.
I heard that this brother-in-law of the Emperor of Zhou had no position in the court. He was only awarded a title because he was a relative of the state, and he was called Lu Dinggong. He was unusually noble. When gathering the crowd a few days ago, Yang Woyan
Seeing that this young man was very organized in assigning commanders, he felt that the atmosphere of the new dynasty was different from that of Dai Jin, who was terrible.
But at this moment, everyone was fighting for their lives against the rain of arrows, and he suddenly came out with a few jars?
This jar has a black glaze all over and a flat bottom. It was clearly used by the army to hold the ashes of dead people. Yang Woyan had seen it in Shuozhou in his early years.
Isn't this a joke? In order to guard Wusha Castle, everyone has searched the ruins endlessly. They found any broken wood and iron tools and gave them to Ado to see what weird weapons he could piece together.
; But this young man went to find a few jars?
What's the use of this thing? Is it filled with lime or poison that can be thrown out to hurt people?
Yang Woyan subconsciously stretched out his hand to weigh the jar.
No matter what is loaded here, as long as it is heavy enough, it can at least knock over a few Mongolians later, right?
Just as he reached halfway, Lu Shu opened his hand.
"Don't move. No one is allowed to move."
Lu Shu muttered and placed one of the clay pots more firmly: "My father is in it."
"Ah? What the hell is this? Is it the old man?"
When Yang Woyan made a sound in surprise, the rain of arrows became more intensive. From the city wall, it looked as if it was being watered by heavy rain, and it seemed as if the weeds around the fort had turned into clusters of arrows flying back and forth. The rammed earth platform where a few people were sitting on
Almost all of them were overwhelmed by arrows.
Earlier, some people tried to pull out the arrows stuck in the wall and reflect them back, but now everyone was forced to be unable to raise their heads. But at this time, there was a new one in the roaring sound outside the fort, which was at least thousands of arrows.
The sound of human footsteps hitting the ground indicates that the Mongols are preparing to attack!
The Han slaves had endured enough inhuman suffering on the grassland and were not really afraid of death. However, the situation of imminent death really made people afraid. Under the shields raised side by side like a wall, many people looked at each other with eyes.
Focusing on Lu Shu, Yang Woyan's vision turned black, and the veins on his forehead were twitching: "Young Master, it's only serious that you can make up your mind at this time. What are you going to do with... ahem, what are you going to do with me?"
Lu Shu straightened several clay pots one by one, and padded the bottoms with thick cloth to ensure they were placed securely.
His expression was actually very determined, and his words were not disturbed by the sound of arrows piercing the air: "These two hold the bones of my father and my mother. The two over there hold your Majesty's parents... and several of them
They all died young. Although I remember the location of the gravesite, the environment has changed over the years due to war and chaos, so it is not easy to find it."
Are the ashes of the emperor and empress' parents really inside?
In fact, Lu Shu said it several times before and after, but Yang Woyan only fully realized it now.
He was so shocked that his feet were weak, and he had to continue to exert strength on his hands to withstand the shield, which was getting heavier and heavier because it carried many arrows. After the four fingers of his left hand were cut off, the wounds were still early to heal. At this moment,
He used enough strength to hold the shield, and the wound immediately burst open, and a few drops of blood slipped down, almost dripping on the jar.
Yang Woyan quickly moved his left hand away. With a slight movement, an arrow penetrated the gap between the shield and the shield.
Several people exclaimed in surprise. Lu Shu's reaction was really quick, he turned his head and got out of the way.
Yang Woyan ignored the severe pain in his hands and raised the shield high again in a panic.
But Lu Shu remained calm.
He stretched out his hand to cover the jar, as calm as a young man, but like a middle-aged man who has gradually become numb after experiencing countless separations and deaths.
"All the elders of our family died here. The purpose of my coming to the grassland this time is to take the old man back to the Central Plains for burial... Unfortunately, I knew at least four to five hundred people in Wusha Castle up and down. These people, and
Many of our comrades who fought together have been buried in the deep valleys of various grasslands. Not even a piece of clothing or a customary weapon can be recovered."
Yang Woyan's blood fell on the back of Lu Shu's hand.
Lu Shu looked at the back of his hand, then looked up at Yang Woyan's palm and the expanding blood stains on the bandaged cloth: "Old Yang, don't panic, relax, just watch with us. Today, there are many people on the grassland.
People will come to Wusha Castle. They must die and kneel if they deserve it. My parents, uncles and aunts will definitely be happy to see such a rare grand scene. After watching it, you follow me and return to the Central Plains together."
"Ah? This?" Yang Woyan held a breath in his chest and simply didn't know how to respond.
What are these words?
I understand every word, and I hear every word clearly, but what does it mean if they are serialized together? Many people on the grassland came to Usha Castle, it’s us who deserve the damn, right?
He felt that Lu Shu was probably crazy. But he didn't know where Lu Wusi and A Duo were, so he could only turn around and shout to the people behind him: "Where is the cyclone cannon? Huh?"
"The first group of people are here." Lu Shu said.
"You're not here? Young Master, what did you say?"
Yang Woyan turned his head sharply, his eyes just passing through the gap between the wooden fence and the rammed earth.
After Lu Shu and others arrived at Wusha Castle, they built piers and wooden palisades on several key city walls. The wooden palisade was very high, very strong, and fit the rammed earth very well. It stood very firmly. The gaps under the wooden palisade were very small. It's narrow, and the defender can look around as they get closer, with a wider field of vision. It's extremely difficult for the attacker to get an arrow in from a small opening.
So Lu Shu solemnly placed the four jars here.
Yang Woyan looked beyond the jar and looked outward, and saw that the strong wind outside had stopped at some point. The dust that obscured his vision fell, and a huge curtain slowly unfolded in front of his eyes, revealing the stage behind him.
The stage is the vast grassland itself. Located at the front of the stage are naturally the Mongolian troops from various tribes on the east side of the grassland approaching from all directions. They are showing off their power, as if they are about to rush out of the stage and trample all the spectators into flesh. In the picture scroll In the rear, there is the Oru, or camp, of these Mongols.
But on both sides of the picture, new characters appeared at this time.
Located to the west is a huge number of cavalry.
Like the Mongolian cavalry, there are some subtle differences. Their horses are generally taller and taller than the Mongolian horses, and they are also mixed with a large number of gray-yellow camels. When they move, the queue is not as loose as the Mongolians, but in a wave-like formation. Waves forward.
Under the waving flags, like a forest of swords and guns, the tall pointed leather hats or colorful headbands of the knights rise and fall with the horses, giving them a solemn and solemn aura.
"These should be Genghis Khan's newly recruited cavalrymen from the Western Regions. I heard that to the west of the Western Regions, there are other countries, large and small, with countless tribes, which are vaster than the Central Plains. The first to lead the Mongols' troops is a great country called Khwarezm. His country With a territory of thousands of miles and 400,000 victorious troops, even if Genghis Khan faced them, he would have spent a lot of effort to pacify the wars between the various countries.
Later, Genghis Khan selected the elite and sent them back to the grasslands to serve. There were more than 20,000 horsemen in the vanguard alone. These are the people..."
Lu Wusi bent down and came up from the wooden ladder at the back, watching and explaining to Lu Shu.
Lu Shu nodded: "This group of people pursued Zhao Xuan and the 6,000 Mongolian households who came to us all the way. I heard that there were constant killings along the way. They still have such vigor at this time. They are worthy of being a strong soldier in the Western Regions."
Zhao Xuan was Lu Wusi's immediate boss. Those who had defected to the Mongolian Qianhu in the Great Zhou Dynasty early on were Lu Wusi's responsibility. He had personally killed some of the most unruly leaders in their tribe back then. Now. Erlu Wusi felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the word "chasing".
He sneered twice: "My defense envoy only brought a few subordinates with him and did not use all his strength. Those Mongolian Qianhuqiao were really lax, and the battle was a mess!"
"Where's that end?" Lu Shu changed the subject.
Located to the east was a somewhat strange army, which immediately made Yang Woyan's eyes widen.
On the outside of this army are a huge number of cavalry. The cavalry are in groups of thirty or fifty, widely spaced apart from each other. Groups of cavalry are scattered like clouds in the sky, and you can't see the edge at a glance. Tens of thousands of horse hooves trample on the grass, and the waves are raised.
The smoke and dust that filled the sky were simply louder than the howling north wind just now.
That's all. Yang Woyan has been in the grasslands for a long time and has seen large-scale tribal migrations several times. The scenes are similar. What's strange is that surrounded by huge cavalry, there are actually a large number of infantry.
The infantry appeared in the form of small square formations, about a hundred people in one formation, and then several small formations formed a medium-shaped horizontal formation. The horizontal formations were staggered with each other, and vaguely formed a large square formation of thousands of people. It can be vaguely seen.
We saw that there were dense groups of spearmen on the outside of the array, and those protecting the spearmen were sword and shield men holding large shields, and there were also a large number of crossbowmen squatting among them.
The queue was just formed, but it was not neat at all. Many soldiers adjusted their postures back and forth, and many small teams moved back and forth in different square formations. When the dust and smoke dispersed, their movements shone with a dense cold light under the sunlight.
A considerable number of these infantry are armored or iron armored!
Yang Woyan said happily: "Are these the armies of the Zhou Dynasty? No wonder everyone says that the army of the Zhou Dynasty is so powerful, it is indeed well-deserved! No wonder, young master, you are not panic at all, there are so many reinforcements!"
This army is indeed different from the ordinary Mongolian army.
Even the Mongols who advanced to the bottom of Wusha Fort had similar thoughts to Yang Woyan. Their forward momentum suddenly stopped, and the rain of arrows suddenly became sparse. Behind their queue, the knights in Nayan costumes shouted repeatedly
Drink, there are many Na Ke'er running back and forth. They either blow the horns or fire the blasts. It seems that they are mobilizing the subordinates in other directions of Wusha Castle to quickly return to the north and join the main team.
Seeing this scene, all the slaves of Han'er, who thought they were going to die, jumped for joy, and cheers came one after another.
Yang Woyan said happily: "Okay! Okay! The Mongols have been scared off! I, the Great Zhou Dynasty, are mighty!"
Lu Wusi sneered twice.
Lu Shu shook his head: "That's not the army of Zhou Dynasty. It's the headquarters of the Golden Family that suppresses the grassland, subordinates of Belgutai. They arrived a little late."
"ah?"
Yang Woyan's hand suddenly lost strength. The shield fell down with a clang, almost hitting the four noble jars.