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  Chapter 686 683 [first boarding]

   "Yehe and Huifa had too many casualties yesterday, so they don't want to attack the city today." Wang Yaochen said.

  Wang Tingchen turned his head to look at the rear camp, and asked with a smile, "If you said that the Tartar civilians were driven out of the city, what kind of punishment will we bear?"

  Wang Yaochen was stunned: "You and I will both be dismissed, and there will be no merits in this battle. I am afraid that it will take a year and a half before the officer is restored to his original post and he can continue to lead the army. If you are unlucky, the title will also have to be demoted."

   "Then do it!"

Wang Tingchen rubbed his hands and said: "The Tartars' supplies for defending the city have not been consumed, and Ye He and Huifa can't sustain the casualties. At this time, a strong attack is to let the soldiers die. We are still young, and we will have more battles in the future." If you fight, even if you lose the title, you can still be promoted back!"

   "This... this is not good." After all, Wang Yaochen is the chief mission officer of the cavalry division.

  Wang Tingchen said: "It's fine if you don't want to. If something goes wrong, I will handle it alone. Just say that you tried to persuade me, but I will forcefully violate the military regulations."

   "It's not a question of who is carrying it," Wang Yaochen said, "The Datong Army has strict discipline, and the military regulations are clearly written. You can't force the people to fight, even if they are the people of the enemy country."

Wang Tingchen said with a sneer: "I was born as a frontier general in the former dynasty. I have fought with the Tartars for several years. I have seen many disasters committed by the Tartars. Which Tartar has no Han blood on its hands? This is the territory of the Huifa Department. Now it is the Tartar people who are farming. Where did they come from? They were brought by Mandahai. The land they planted was snatched from the people of the Huifa tribe. You think they are civilians. When you were a member of the Huifa Department, why did you feel that those people were pitiful?"

  Wang Yaochen was still hesitating, but he was tempted by the words.

  Wang Tingchen also said: "When the Datong Army first established a foothold in Liaodong, it also killed Tartars when they saw them, and they didn't care about civilians. What is the difference between killing Tartar civilians and driving out Tartar civilians?"

Wang Yaochen said: "That's different. When we first gained a foothold in Liaodong, we had to kill the Tartars when we saw them. This was consuming the population of the Tartars, otherwise our army would not be able to gain a firm foothold in Liaodong. Now the court has said that in order to disintegrate the Tartars Morale, Tartar civilians can't be killed indiscriminately."

   "Although the Tartar prisoners in the rear camp were all civilians, did they resist when our army arrived?" Wang Tingchen asked.

  Wang Yaochen nodded: "I resisted."

Wang Tingchen said again: "If the cavalry divisions hadn't come and gone like the wind, and let these Tartar civilians flee back to the city, would they have become enemies defending the city? The closer we get here, the fewer Tartar civilians. Why? Because The young and strong were conscripted to fight. If we had come later, would these Tartar civilians further north be conscripted to fight as well?"

   "Sure." Wang Yaochen said.

"That's right, these are not civilians, they are Tazi soldiers! We are not driving civilians to fight, we are driving prisoners of war to fight," Wang Tingchen said with a smile. For these captives to eat and drink?"

  Wang Tingchen is really not irrational. Today's Eight Banners Army has degenerated into a combination of soldiers and farmers, and it is impossible to distinguish the difference between soldiers and civilians.

   Let these Tazi civilians take up arms, and they can be transformed into Tazi soldiers one after another.

  Wang Yaochen thought about it, and finally gritted his teeth: "I agree, but I will report the truth. How the court punishes, we will receive it together when the time comes."

   "Good brother!" Wang Tingchen laughed happily.

  These prisoners of war, or Tartar civilians, were captured from the villages in the north, and they robbed them of food as supplies. The number of people was not large, and the total number of men, women, old and children was less than 3,000, but adult men accounted for more than one-third.

  According to Wang Tingchen's idea, all the old and weak women and children were driven out to fight. But he was stopped by Wang Yaochen, who was only allowed to drive away the adult men.

"Listen all of you, you Tartars, I don't know how much blood is on your hands," Wang Tingchen went to the prisoner-of-war camp in person, "Now I give you a chance to make meritorious service and atone for your sins, and follow our army to attack the city. After the battle, not only will your lives be spared, I can also settle down and divide the fields for you!"

  Weapons were sent out quickly, and everyone held a wooden stick in their hands.

   If you don’t fight a war, you have to fight, and there are knives and guns pointing behind you. The soldiers of the Datong Army had no sympathy for this, and wished to kill all these prisoners, because they had blood feuds with each other.

   City wall.

   "What is that?" Dorji asked doubtfully.

  Leng Saiyi used binoculars to observe for a while, and then said angrily: "That's our tribe!"

  The siege began soon, and the servants of Yehe and Huifa were reluctant to charge again. Datong soldiers also set off in a small number of formations. These are feint attack troops, and the main thing is to let the cannon fodder go to death, but the feint attack may become a real attack at any time.

"kill!"

   Outside the two city walls, there were loud shouts of killing, mainly from Datong soldiers.

  Tartar Qingzhuang held a wooden stick and carried a simple wooden ladder, and moved forward timidly. There were also a few who wanted to turn around and escape, but were executed on the spot by the Datong army in charge of the formation.

   "Remember, make meritorious deeds to atone for your sins, and you will be exonerated if you break through the city!"

   More than a thousand Tartars were young and strong, rushing forward with their heads depressed.

  Gao Li asked: "Beizi, do you want these tribesmen to climb up? They were forced to attack the city, and they will definitely defect after they reach the city wall."

  Len Saiyi asked back: "How do you know that there are no Nanmanzi hidden inside? Even if there is no Nanmanzi hidden inside, what should the Nanmanzi take the opportunity to attack the city after these people panicked and disturbed the deployment of the city defense?"

   Goryeo was speechless.

   "Shoot the arrow!" Leng Saiyi ordered.

  The Eight Banners Army guarding the city can only shoot arrows at their clansmen. A gust of rain came, and the young and strong Tartars who were running ahead turned around in fright and fled back.

   "Bang bang bang!"

  In the cavalry division, a small number of dragoons were deployed, and they immediately shot at the rout. In fact, the angle is slightly upward, and I don't want to kill them, but just force them to attack the city again.

  With arrows in front and bullets behind them, these Tartars were young and strong, and were forced to run back and forth like swarms of headless flies.

   It's not a matter of left and right, and finally someone carried the ladder and continued to rush. After capturing the city, they still have a chance to survive. If they continue to spend like this, they will all die under the city wall sooner or later.

   "Golden Juice!"

   "The Log!"

  The hot oil has been exhausted. At this moment, the golden juice and the log are thrown down, and the young and strong attacking Tartars are crushed again.

  On the other side, Wang Fuchen led his troops among the soldiers of Ye He's tribe, and also started the first round of feint attack. Their weapons and equipment were obviously more sophisticated, so Len Saiyi mobilized elites to focus on defending this section of the city wall, and the number of bows and arrows was obviously more.

  One morning, hundreds of people died, and the siege made no progress.

   Continue in the afternoon, still the same, the situation of the battle has not changed at all.

  That night, cannons sounded outside the city, and many torches were lit.

Leng Saiyi successfully held on for two days, gaining more confidence, and said with a sneer, "It's another strategy for exhausting soldiers. Assuming I haven't read "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"? The soldiers on the city are always on guard, and the soldiers in the city sleep well. !"

  For two consecutive nights, the Datong army was working outside the city, nothing more than keeping the defenders from resting.

  Leng Saiyi let the soldiers take turns defending the city, but how can anyone in the city sleep?

  The houses in the city are still being demolished one after another, and the logs can be used as rolling logs, door panels and the like for cooking golden juice.

  The fire dare not stop for a moment, because the false attack may become a real attack at any time. The manure was boiling in the pot, and the stench near the city wall was so strong that the defenders of the Tartars had been so smoked that they temporarily lost their sense of smell.

   "These pots of golden juice are almost dry, bring some more!"

"there is none left."

   "If you don't have it, you'll take someone to pee and shit, and I'll pull it into the pot!"

  Dung water is agricultural fertilizer. It is usually packed in buckets, and some people transport it outside the city for sale. It is impossible for the city to have much stock. For two consecutive days, the dung water has been boiled, even if it is not poured down, it will burn dry by itself after a long time.

"kill!"

  The Tiger Crouching Cannon suddenly stopped firing, and the Datong Army shouted and charged, and each of them did not carry weapons in their hands, but held several torches. More than a thousand people feigned an attack, creating a night attack formation of thousands of people.

   "The Southern Barbarians are attacking the city, hurry up and defend it!"

  The Tartar defenders were so frightened that they randomly shot arrows in the direction of the torch. The Eight Banners Army who were resting in the city were also called up one after another, and stopped resting to prepare to support the city wall at any time.

   After a fuss, the Datong army, who was in charge of the feint attack, retreated after barely getting into the range of the bow and arrow.

   This situation has become the norm, basically every half an hour, exhausting the Tartar defenders.

  If it is a serious city wall, they will definitely not be afraid. But the city wall here is too short, and you will climb up if you don't pay attention, so you must be vigilant at all times.

   Gradually, the defenders no longer shoot arrows, they must save arrows, and at the same time save their own arms. Otherwise, a few more rounds of feint attacks will make them too tired to even draw their arrows away.

  The Tartars took turns to defend the city, and the Datong army took turns to feign attacks. Both sides couldn't sleep, and they kept doing this until dawn.

"what!"

  A group of defenders yawned and left the city wall, asking friendly troops to come over to change defense.

  The tartar who switched defenses was also yawning. They didn't sleep well in the city. They leaned against the city wall and dozed off. As soon as they closed their eyes, they were woken up in a daze.

   Moreover, they didn't sleep much the night before, and the Datong Army fired every now and then.

  Stayed up for two nights and defended the city for two more days. There were already some Tartar defenders, so sleepy that they couldn't be woken up by shouting and killing, they leaned against the base of the wall and fell asleep directly.

  The golden juice is not cooked very much, mainly because there are not so many raw materials, and it will be boiled dry soon after burning.

  The sky began to turn pale, and he could already see things at close range.

  Wang Fuchen yawned and walked forward. He had slept all night. A thousand pioneer warriors were selected and planned to attack the city at dawn. These people didn't care about anything last night and rested in the camp with peace of mind.

   Wang Fuchen led five hundred warriors and attacked from the northwest.

   Lu Rui led five hundred warriors and attacked from the west.

   These thousand people are all cavalry, all dressed in armor, who usually ride horses in close combat, but now they dismount and come to attack the city.

"kill!"

   A long distance away, friendly troops started shouting.

  The sky will be bright, and the visible distance is only a few meters away. The Datong army did not have torches, and the defenders could not observe the situation, but they quickly organized defense.

   It’s just that the Tartars defending the city don’t pay much attention, they are used to the Datong army’s feint attack.

  The archers were too lazy to nock their arrows, they just stood behind the arrow stack and waited.

  The friendly army was still shouting from behind, but the thousand warriors who really attacked all trot forward in silence, quickly approaching the city wall under the dark sky.

   "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

   After rushing to more than ten meters outside the city, the defenders vaguely noticed them, and then let out panicked shouts.

  The Tartar archers were in a hurry to set up their arrows and draw their bows, but there was no golden juice at all, only some logs were lifted up.

  A thousand first-time warriors only brought more than a dozen sets of ladders.

  When they approached the city wall against the rain of arrows, more than 20 people had been shot down. Several people used a wooden pole to push the person in front to accelerate the charge. The junction of the wooden pole and the waist was a U-shaped groove design.

   "The Log!"

  Many logs were lifted and smashed down, and more than a dozen Datong soldiers were hit on the spot.

   Arrows were still being shot, and Datong soldiers were shot to death one after another.

  After Wang Fuchen got close to the city wall, he stepped on the city wall and ran up with the push of the wooden pole. The city wall is not straight, but has a certain slope, and there are wooden poles behind it, so it is easy to run up.

  Who made the wall here less than three meters?

   "Your mother..."

  Wang Fuchen was about to climb up the city wall, and there happened to be a rolling log there. Although he was not hit straight on, the edge of the log rubbed against his arm, and he lost his balance instantly and fell down.

  Lv Rui on another section of the city wall also fell, but was stabbed by a spear. Fortunately, he was protected by armor.

   At that time, Lu Rui's subordinate, a battalion commander named Han Shouxin, successfully rushed to the city wall.

  In an instant, three long spears stabbed towards Han Shouxin.

   This man relied on his armor to carry it hard, swung his waist knife and slashed vigorously, using his life to buy time for the follow-up friendly troops.

"kill!"

  Farther away from the city wall, there was a loud cry of killing, and countless Datong troops entered the field of view of the defenders. This time, the whole army was really attacking the city.

  (end of this chapter)