The Mongolian army launched its attack at dawn, throwing in the Red Horse Prince Consort, Zhedie'er, Tuosahe, and a force of four thousand households. The momentum was extremely mammoth, and the intensity of the offensive exceeded any previous one.
When countless ethnic groups on the grassland were gathered into the Mongols, the entire regime from top to bottom was filled with the urge and madness to fight. Through war, countless Mongolians gained unimaginable benefits, so they were eager for war. But thousands of years ago Over the years, the extremely cruel natural environment on the grassland has made them subconsciously not afraid of death.
This was the case when the Jurchens rose up in the past. That's why they often defeated tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Khitan armies with thousands of people. There was a rumor that "the Jurchens are invincible if there are less than ten thousand Jurchens."
Decades later, the Jurchens themselves declined and became too weak. It was the Mongols on the grasslands who inherited or even strengthened their fierce and brave character.
The Mongols roared in, and countless defenders saw their approaching situation, and their breaths almost stopped at the same time.
This is all because the Mongolian army invested a lot of troops this time, accompanied by various siege equipment.
At the forefront, there were five or six flying bridges and dozens of ladders accompanying the army.
One by one, the Mongolian generals wore heavy armor and held long knives and axes. They stood on the flying bridge under the rain of arrows. They approached the piers of the wall and launched an attack. Then ladders were set up one after another, crossing the trenches and directly leaning against the camp. Exterior wall. The lightly-armed warriors of the Mongolian army hold long knives in their mouths and climb forward on the ladder. The former falls, and the latter follows, and the cycle repeats.
It can be seen that the flying bridge and aerial ladder are extremely crude, but they are also the standard system of the Daikin Army, and they can be used at this time.
After the flying bridge and the ladder, there was another bumper moving forward under the cover of a large number of shieldmen.
This wooden log does not need to be aimed at the camp gate, but directly against the outer wall of the camp where the outer gully has been filled in. The wooden logs are lifted repeatedly by Mongolian strongmen with broad shoulders and round waists. Every time they hit with force, they roar like thunder. , the wall of the camp shook, and some defenders could not stand and fell from the wall to the ground.
Wang Shixian had no reinforcements to send, and the Mongols began to take advantage.
The Mongols are a barbarian nation on the grasslands, and they are also a natural fighting nation. Over the past thousands of years, the Central Plains regime has faced many barbarian nations. The Jurchens themselves are also a barbarian nation, which is not uncommon.
But the difference between the Mongols and the Xiongnu, Turks, Khitans and even the Jurchens is that they are well aware that they are barbaric and backward, so they eagerly learn all knowledge and technologies that are beneficial to war, quickly master them, and never rest on their laurels.
The Mongolian cavalry that Guo Ning saw when he was a boy, although large in scale, had almost no command structure; most of the cavalry had only leather robes to wear, and some even smeared grease on them to keep out the cold in the winter; the weapons they used were extremely crude and had no use for fish. Those who shoot with bone arrows, and those who throw curved sticks to injure the enemy.
But after they fought with Dajin for several years, they began to have flags, different logos, different specifications of armor assigned according to battlefield functions, and the swords, guns, bows and arrows they captured from the Jin army.
A few years later, when the Mongolian army was able to capture a certain boundary fort and plunder the craftsmen, their equipment became more and more complete, their tactics became more and more varied, and their attacks became more and more fierce.
If the failure of the war between Dai Jin and Mongolia in the early years could still be attributed to the mediocrity of the army and the incompetence of the generals, by now, the Mongolian army has indeed become a powerful force capable of dealing with any complex situation.
From the perspective of a general, Guo Ning must frankly admit that the series of defeats suffered by the Jin Kingdom at Weihe Fort, Yehuling and other places were inevitable failures after the overall strength of the Jin army was crushed.
At this moment, when nearly 10,000 elite Mongolian troops besieged a fortress for two full days, the fall of the fortress was inevitable.
The night gradually recedes, and the sky begins to glow faintly.
A wall in the southwest corner of the fortress finally couldn't hold on anymore. Amid the horrified shouts of many people, the wall collapsed. Through a gap of about ten steps, the Mongolian troops poured in like a tide, along the gap between the inner and outer walls. The horse galloped wildly, bows and arrows were drawn, and arrows were fired at random on both sides.
The momentum of the defenders wavered slightly, and then the main gate of the camp changed hands, and the Mongolian cavalry burst in.
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Strong men armed with bamboo and wooden spears were rushing to the camp gate. Among the strong men, there were many old men with gray hair and beards, as well as women whose faces were blackened with ash.
This group of people was suddenly attacked by Mongolian cavalry. In just a moment, heads were flying, broken limbs were everywhere, and blood mist filled the sky.
A woman let out a shrill shout and rushed forward to hug the leg of a Mongolian cavalryman, refusing to let go no matter what. The Mongolian man bent over and slashed repeatedly. One, two, three, and finally the woman's His body rolled down and was trampled to pulp by the iron hooves that followed, while his hands were still clinging to the leather boots of the Mongolian cavalry.
Guo Ning stood outside the Chinese army tent, overlooking the situation.
In the past two days, Wang Shixian was completely directing the war outside. Guo Ning didn't feel that he was good at this kind of exhaustive defense, so he didn't interfere at all.
But not interfering does not mean that he is not concerned or anxious. For two days, Guo Ning has hardly closed his eyes. He has been paying attention to the battle situation outside, and has been calculating when Guo Zhongyuan's troops will attract the attention of the Mongolian army. The timing of one's own counterattack.
The weather has turned cold, but Guo Ning's clothes were soaked with sweat again and again, turned cold, and then slowly dried.
At some point, Guo Ning's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, but he still stared at the corpses of his own soldiers and civilians, piled up one after another.
He didn't know why this woman was so brave. The people were gathered together temporarily, and many of the books and records were imperfect. Maybe no one would remember this woman's name after the war.
Even Guo Ning himself... He personally arranged the entire war, and it was he who decided to use the soldiers and civilians of Haicang Town as a target to attract the Mongolian army. However, such tragic wars have happened repeatedly before, and they will happen again in the future... So Guo Ning will eventually forget the scene in front of him and these crying people.
These ordinary people are as humble as ants, and they can only end up like this in troubled times. Guo Ning was once one of them, so he wanted to do his best to prevent that terrible future.
However, where Guo Ning has stepped, how many bones will be used to pave the road he chooses?
Guo Ning remembered that the ancients said: One general's success can lead to the death of thousands of people.
He also remembered another sentence, which is called: Sacrifice is the most ambitious thing.
The important generals all knew that the critical moment was coming, and they gathered in the central army one after another.
Monk Pei usually showed a ferocious appearance, but he was actually a little soft-hearted. At this time, seeing that the fortress was about to be broken down, and the soldiers and civilians were being slaughtered, his eyes were almost torn apart. He said sternly: "Commander, give me a hundred people! Let me kill them out. Resist for a while!"
"Wait!" Guo Ning said coldly.
Wang Shixian was no longer on the pier in the center of the camp. He took a small number of soldiers and relied on the interlaced camps to fight and retreat. Following him were some female relatives who had not yet evacuated. But their whereabouts had been spotted by the people who poured into the city. The Mongols noticed it and surrounded it from all directions.
Several of Wang Shixian's followers stopped and fought with their swords, and then died.
The defense line on the outer wall of the fortress could no longer be maintained. Inside and outside the wall, the Mongols were roaring wildly and riding back and forth, like boiling magma or an endless ocean tide.
The range controlled by the defenders on the wall ranged from one side to one line, and from one line to several points. Every time it contracted, dozens or more soldiers were killed by Mongolian swords and arrows.
The most intense battle started from the outer wall of the fortress and returned to the various camps inside. This time, the Mongols were no longer a nuisance, but really pushed all the way with heavy troops, smashing each camp into pieces, just like fighting. Like crushed egg shells.
How long can it last? Half an hour? Or more, less? The soldiers tried their best.
Ma Bao laughed and said: "The camp is almost over. How come Guo Zhongyuan isn't here yet?"
Li Ting glared at him fiercely, and when he was about to yell, a dull horn sound suddenly came from the direction of the Mongolian army's main team. To the west of the camp, at the end of a flat field, there were several smoke rising from the sky. .
Li Ting immediately ran out.
He rubbed his eyes and counted carefully. There were eight strands of smoke, one on the left and seven on the right. It was the secret code agreed with Guo Zhongyuan beforehand. And below the smoke, Guo Zhongyuan's army was marching!
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In the eyes of the Mongols, the main force of the Ding Navy headquarters galloped a long distance back to Laizhou.
Now, it's time for the Mongols to make a choice. Should they go all out and continue to storm Haicang Town until the main force of the navy hits their vital points; or should they stop immediately, win the field battle first, and then turn to attack the city? ?
At this time, a figure flashed outside the tent, and Qiu Huiluo, who was responsible for suppressing the entire army, came in and said in a deep voice: "Commander, the soldiers are all asking, has the time come to go to war?"
Guo Ning raised his hand, signaling Qiu Huiluo to wait.
The generals in the central military tent all held their breaths, waiting for the Mongols' decision.
As if in response to Guo Ning and others, the horns of the Mongolian army rang one after another. The Mongolian cavalry who were charging through the camp screamed unwillingly, but it was difficult to disobey the military order, and most of them immediately turned their horses and headed towards the camp. They rushed out as if the tide was ebbing. Only about a thousand troops were left behind. Although they shrunk to the gate directly south of the camp, they did not continue to retreat.
Monk Luo stretched out his arms, twisted his head and neck, and the joints all over his body crackled softly. He turned around suddenly and looked at Guo Ning with his big copper bell-like eyes.
Li Ting was the most impatient and immediately pulled out the knife.
Everyone looked at Guo Ning.
Guo Ning looked around the Zhongjun tent, picked up the iron bone flower placed in the corner, and weighed it.
He grinned and said with murderous intent: "Everyone, follow me."
In the southwest of Haicang Town, the Mongolian army's main team, Chijuma, took the lead to turn back and said with a smile: "Guo Ning came very quickly, and his troops are as strong as ten yellow sheep groups. However, we have six thousand-man teams.
, I have built up enough strength to defeat them!"
Tuo Lei's heart was very happy.
The hard work of the past few days has paid off. This time, we mobilized Guo Ning's troops in the same way that Guo Ning deceived and mobilized the Mongolian army. This time, I have six thousand households in my hands, and they all
After resting for most of the night, in terms of energy, physical strength, and fighting spirit, he is ten times better than Guo Ning's troops!
This time, it's my turn, and Bo'er Ji Jin Tuo Lei wins!
I must catch Guo Ning and make him kneel before Father Khan to restore my reputation!
Tuo Lei tried his best to maintain a solemn posture. He galloped on horseback, holding whips along the way to instruct the many commanders and centurions under his command:
"No need to worry about the city anymore! Our target is only Guo Ning! As long as Guo Ning is beheaded, our army will capture Laizhou and even sweep across Shandong. It will be as easy as hunting on the grassland! Now, I want you to do it
A falcon that pounces on its prey! Be a fierce dog that pounces on its prey!"
The captains and centurions shouted in unison: "Be a falcon that pounces on its prey! Be a fierce dog that pounces on its prey!"