Chapter 1122 Changping County Lord 70
As soon as they saw that the door was loose, more soldiers rushed over and hit the pillar with all their strength.
The door finally couldn't hold up any longer, and the horizontal door bolt, which was as thick as an arm, was broken, and the door was knocked open.
"Come on~" The densely packed Hun soldiers poured in...
Outside the south city gate, the staff looked at Uvida who was leaning on a book and sighed, but Uvida just pretended not to see him.
"Report~, the eldest prince is attacking the North City Gate." The news came.
The staff couldn't help it anymore and said it bluntly: "Fourth Prince, don't come back when the opportunity is too late. If you don't attack now, this victory will belong to the eldest prince."
When they attack again, they will almost capture everything,
Uvida turned the bamboo slip to the side and said, "Don't be impatient."
The staff felt panicked, but after waiting for a long time, Uvida still didn't give the order to attack the city.
"Report~, the North City Gate has been breached!" The news came again.
The staff jumped up, but Uvida still sat there reading.
The staff was so anxious that they walked around in the big tent, put their hands on their waists, and sighed. Finally they couldn't stand it anymore: "Since the Fourth Prince is embarrassed, I will fight for the Fourth Prince!"
After saying that, he turned to leave, but was scolded by Uvida.
"Stop!" Uvida's face sank: "Come back and sit down."
Uvida rarely gets angry, unlike the eldest prince who explodes at the slightest moment.
The staff could only come back and sit down.
After a while, Uvida asked leisurely: "Do you know what that sentence means?"
What are those words? Oh, it’s the Changping County Lord’s meaningless phrase “Can you finish all the meat?”
Only the devil knows what it means! But she didn't know how she could become a staff member, so she replied: "Maybe it's good to make the fourth prince think of her."
"What else?" Uvida's voice was slightly nasal.
what else? The staff member shook his head and couldn't think of anything else.
"Finally, I can tell you something! I haven't even figured it out yet, so I rush to fight. Aren't I looking for death?" Uvida rolled his eyes at him and continued to pick up the bamboo slips to read.
court death? It seems that you can’t practice cultivation well enough. The staff sat there and began to think hard about what was going on.
After thinking about it for several years, combined with the situation at the time, I finally figured it out.
There are so many frozen cattle and sheep this winter, and so much meat, that we won’t be able to finish them all until next spring. When the snow melts, the meat can only be buried or fed to prairie wolves.
But now the meat can be exchanged for supplies. These supplies have been sent back, which has stabilized the livestock in the tribe, and the rest will no longer freeze to death in the greenhouse. There are feeds and charcoal fires, all of which were obtained by freezing to death.
If that's the case, why bother fighting at the expense of your tribe? The Great Khan would also take away most of the looted supplies in just one sentence.
The county chief said this not entirely to make the fourth prince think of her, but more because of the current situation. She understood the fourth prince, and the fourth prince understood her words, so that was the result. This made the fourth prince even more reluctant to fight and did not dare to fight. Otherwise, I wouldn't say that rushing to fight before I understand it is courting death!
"Kill~" Huns soldiers poured into the city in large numbers.
Huxie Maodun was behind and laughed happily when he saw the city gate breached.
After the Huns soldiers poured in, they saw another door ahead. And around the city wall, there were Han soldiers standing.
By the time you realize something is wrong, it's already too late!
Xun Liao could not help but feel his heart beat faster and his breathing quicken nervously when he saw the Huns soldiers pouring in in large numbers. He glanced sideways, but the county master standing next to him was calm, just like before.
When the urn city was filled with Xiongnu soldiers, and the first ones who entered had begun to smash the second door, Xining gave an order: "Break it!" The ordering soldier immediately roared: "Break it!"
The sound passed along the way and became one: "Break, break, break!"
The news soon reached the first gate of the north gate. As soon as he heard the order, a sergeant immediately waved his sword and cut the rope with one sword!
The rope was tied to a wooden fence. When the rope broke, the wooden fence fell down. The sharp front end penetrated straight into the ground and blocked the smashed door.
Someone among the Huns soldiers finally came to his senses: "Move this quickly and retreat!"
But it was too late. The soldiers on the tower used wooden sticks to push hard. The prepared stones were all pushed down at once, and they fell down.
Stones and wood fell down in large quantities, constantly blocking the road and making it impossible for people to get close.
Xining continued to order: "Throw it!"
"Throw, throw, throw..." With a loud roar, jars of clay pots were thrown down.
There is something in the jar, and it blooms when it touches the ground. If it hits someone, their head will inevitably bleed, and their whole body will be stained black by the contents of the jar.
The Hun soldiers twisted the black grease sticking to their bodies with their hands in confusion. Suddenly someone shouted in horror: "It's kerosene!"
This exploded, and the enemy troops in Wengcheng were so frightened that they panicked. The gate was blocked and they could not escape, so they ran around in Wengcheng.
Xining ordered without hesitation: "Set fire!"
There were people down there. A soldier holding a torch hesitated for a moment, but he still threw it down without mercy. This is war, you die and I die. At this time, you pity the enemy. If you lose, will the enemy pity you?
Torches fell down one after another around the urn, and the fire fell on the dark kerosene, and suddenly burst into flames with a "bang".
The fire spread rapidly, and in just ten seconds, the entire Wengcheng turned into a purgatory on earth.
In the sea of fire, the screams and cries for help were so horrifying that even veterans who had been fighting for many years were horrified.
The flames jumped more than three meters high. The snow on the ground and the ice shell on the city wall were melting rapidly and then vaporized. The entire Wengcheng has been turned into a barbecue pit and a stew pot.
Xun Liao secretly looked at the Changping County Lord who was wearing precious clothes and had a calm expression. At this moment, he was absolutely convinced by the county leader.
Xining was actually not at peace. The people burning down there were all living people. Not to mention humans, even if animals were burned to death like this, the feeling would be uncomfortable. But this is war. If she cannot win this battle and defend the city, she may die even worse than the body owner.
She turned around, walked slowly to the stool at the back, and sat down. He said calmly: "How many people are in the urn?"
The person next to him who was in charge of statistics replied: "Qi County Lord, there are about more than 2,000 people."
Every one can be eliminated. Xining took a long breath and then said: "There are still 12,000 people outside the city. Keep firing arrows to prevent them from climbing the city."
"Got the order!" The messenger turned around and shouted: "Keep shooting arrows."
The enemy troops in the urn city are completely turtles in the urn, or turtles that are almost cooked and charred, so there is no need to deal with them. So the troops concentrated in front and started shooting arrows.
Huxie Maodun was waiting outside the city. Soon, black smoke came out of the city and there were screams.
This is normal. Murder and arson are common. After a while, he will be able to ride into the city and skin the Changping County Lord!
But soon, the proud and arrogant smile on his face gradually condensed. The voice didn't seem to belong to the people in the city, and he vaguely heard that the person calling for help was one of his own. And there was only one place where black smoke was coming out, just inside the city gate.
Someone came to report: "Prince, something bad happened, the vanguard was trapped in the barbican city!"
(End of chapter)