The Red House starts from Liaodong

Chapter 98
The war has just begun, and the old slave has lost interest, and his interest has faded.

The old slave's son, nephew, and eagle dogs smelled the scent of prey, showed excited minions, and opened their mouths wide.

And he was reclining on a chair with a tiger skin on it. The warriors of the clan came to fight and dedicated them to their great sweat.

The most rare thing about this tiger skin is that there is no damage in one place, and it is complete from the tiger's head to the tail.

On the city wall of Zhenwu Fort, people stood on it and could look into the distance. On that piece of open space, there was a scene of a person lying lazily on a chair.

More than a dozen teenagers, the braids on the back of their heads were beating flexibly. They drew bows and arrows on horseback, and they hit a hundred shots.

Their young and arrogant appearance aroused applause from the adults.

The old slave had a hair injury, and the pain had accompanied him for several days, but there was nothing on his face. Over the years, he had taken it for granted and regarded it as tempering.

For the next victory, he didn't have much longing for it. Instead, he laughed from ear to ear because he was playing around with the teenagers in the clan.

He led his companions on the road of revenge at the age of 20. In the past 40 years, he has lost count of how many victories he has won.

People fear him, respect him, and worship him.

The old slave didn't do anything, just smiled like that, and the corners of the barbarians around the open space also grinned.

Thousands of surrendered soldiers from Xiping Fort were also on the outskirts. The old slave didn't promise them anything, but everyone had an indescribable feeling.

Practical.

That's right, that's how it should be described. The Han general looked at the old slave in the center, and the corner of his mouth felt bitter.

Zhenwu Fort is very quiet.

Even though it seemed that a single cavalry could surprise the unsuspecting old slave, no one dared to lead a team out of the city.

It formed a strong contrast with the fiery atmosphere on the opposite side.

Li Biao smiled wryly.

These days, he didn't know how many times he had repelled the barbarian offensives. He clearly had the upper hand, but why his morale kept dropping, even his heart fluctuated.

He dared not go out of the city either.

When the three-way news came, the barbarian warriors couldn't help shouting, their faces full of ferocity.

"Sweaty."

"Sweaty."

"Sweaty."

Everyone vented the irrepressible passion in their hearts, and everyone's eyes, full of their highest emotions, turned to that person.

Their Greatest Khan!
There were less than [-] barbarians in the camp, and there were [-] surrendered troops from Xiping Fort.

The Mongolian envoy couldn't hold on any longer, showing a look of fear.

The old slave looked at them and smiled.

"Go back and tell your Great Khan that if they want to fight, they will fight, and I will wait for them."

The Mongolian right-wing barbarian tribe and the Chaohua tribe sent envoys to warn the old slave not to attack Beizhen, otherwise they would send troops to attack him.

From being arrogant at the beginning to being calm now, the Mongolian envoy was very timid and dared not say a word.

After letting the Mongolian envoys go, the old slave finally stood up, and his eyes fell to the front.

Zhenwubao

Although the news was cut off from the outside world, the banner of reinforcements had not been seen for so long, and the barbarians were abnormal during the day.

Therefore, many people speculated in their hearts that the reinforcements might have been defeated by the barbarians. Not only did they fail to enter the city smoothly, but they also boosted the morale of the opponents.

The soldiers in the battalion talked a lot, Li Biao scolded the soldiers, and then encouraged them, but it didn't have much effect.

Li Biao believed that even if there were no reinforcements, there were originally [-] soldiers in the fort, and more than [-] were killed or injured in the previous attack, and there were still [-] battle-ready soldiers.

Relying on the advantage of defending the city, it is impossible for the barbarians to break through Zhenwu Fort without injuring tens of thousands of people.

The total population of the barbarians is only so small, is the old slave willing to do so?

Li Biao thought about changing himself to be an old slave, and he was determined not to give up, so as long as he was united, he would be able to stick to it until the old slave retreated.

Li Biao and his colleagues went to the general's tent to discuss as usual, and they felt different when they entered the door.

"I'm ready to surrender, are you willing to follow me out of the city?"

Li Biao was furious.

"There are still tens of thousands of soldiers in the fort, so why not be afraid of old slaves if you stick to the city walls? Even if they have 10 people, we are not afraid of them."

The general shook his head.

"There are no reinforcements."

"If there is no reinforcements, we will fight to the death. We are waiting for the hereditary generals to share the country's worries. Even if we die, we will let the old slave lose a layer of skin."

The general nodded and waved.

A group of knives rushed out.

……

In Beizhen, people panicked and became a mess.

Li Dazu's face was pale, listening to the military reports coming from everywhere, he lowered his hands helplessly, opened his mouth again and again, and finally did not issue a single order.

There are also large and small castles outside Beizhen, either supporting them or watching them fall or surrender.

According to the current situation, most of them will surrender and increase the strength of the barbarians for nothing.

But support, but it is all sheep.

What barriers, what refusal along the way, all strategies are in vain.

Li Dazu sat lonely behind the tea table, wiping his ancestral sword.

All four fortresses fell, and according to intelligence, the number of soldiers who surrendered to the barbarians exceeded 2. In this way, the barbarians not only did not suffer too much loss, but also increased their strength.

How to fight this battle, and how to fight it.

He will not surrender.

There are still [-] soldiers in Beizhen, and the food and fodder in the city is enough for half a year. Even if the old slave besieges Beizhen, how long can it last?

Not counting the surrendered soldiers he took over, just counting his one hundred thousand soldiers. The daily consumption of supplies is astronomical. Li Dazu doesn't believe that the old slave can last for half a year.

Therefore, as long as you stick to Beizhen for half a year, you can win.

As for the reinforcements from Liaoxi Shi Nai, Li Dazu didn't count on it, and he didn't dare to count on it. The only thing he could count on was whether the Mongolian left-wing ministries would send troops to support Beizhen against the barbarians as agreed between the two sides.

Thinking of this, Li Dazu regained his confidence.

Looking north.

The Great Zhou and the Mongolian left wing have been hostile to each other for a hundred years, and have been fighting each other for a hundred years. Now the situation has changed drastically, and the barbarians have risen. If Beizhen is lost, can Mongolia alone fight against the barbarians?

If it were me, I wouldn't stand idly by.

The barbarian army went straight to Beizhen, and all the castles along the way fell upon hearing the wind.

More than [-] troops have blocked the surrounding area of ​​Beizhen.

Some people suggested that, according to military common sense, encircling three and one is missing is the correct choice, which can give the side defending the city a chance, and might break out of the encirclement and abandon the city.

The old slave laughed.

He didn't want to give luck to the sergeants in Beizhen, he just wanted to crush and break the defense line in the opponent's heart.

The power of one superimposed fear is not just equal to two.

As soon as the battalions set up their camps, the barbarian army launched a fierce offensive, and the artillery on the gate of Beizhen was fired with great power.

The barbarians who attacked the city ignored the cannons around them, and even if the severed limbs and skulls of their clansmen splashed on them, they did not have the slightest fear.

Even wilder than wild beasts, there is no human fear, neither quickening nor slowing down, each formation moves forward steadily, without the slightest panic.

The four banners on the right wing attack the east gate, and the four banners on the left wing attack the small west gate.

When they got closer, the Zhou soldiers on the city wall fired rockets, bows and explosives, and the barbarians under the city wall fell countless, but no one retreated.

The two sides immediately fell into entanglement, and then the right wing divided troops to block the water inlet of the east city, and the left wing divided troops to dig the gate of Xiaoximen.

When the water in the moat dried up, the barbarians attacked the city gate with chariots, poured kerosene on the gate, and threw fire cans to deal with it.

The sharpshooters of the barbarians mixed in the team and caused a lot of casualties to the soldiers on the city wall, making them afraid to show their faces easily.

The defending generals forced the evading soldiers to strictly guard their posts. In just half a day, countless casualties occurred on both sides.

In just half a day, the bridge of Xiaoximen was taken down by the barbarians, and they began to erect ladders and arrange equipment to climb up the city.

The battlement defenders fought hand-to-hand with the barbarians on the city wall, and they were beaten back several times by more or less blows.

The most dangerous time, the barbarian soldiers had already established a firm foothold on a city wall, and then boarded dozens of barbarian soldiers, expanding the results of the battle.

Li Dazu's personal guards lined up three layers of firearms soldiers and released them in sequence, only then did they take back the city wall here.

It never stopped for a day, and at night, the Zhou army lit up the city wall with lanterns, and the barbarians attacked the city with torches, which was even more violent than the attack during the day.

It was only in the middle of the night that the barbarians retreated.

Li Dazu led the generals to inspect the city wall, sent additional troops to boost morale, and saw the barbarian camp that was particularly eye-catching in the dark, Li Dazu looked over in a daze.

In the morning, the Zhou army suffered few casualties, and it began to rise in the afternoon, and it doubled directly at night.

Whenever some barbarians climbed the city wall, or repelled the Zhou soldiers, and covered the rest of the barbarians to climb the ladder, the casualties of the Zhou army would be disproportionate.

On the first day only, according to statistics from various places in Beizhen, more than [-] soldiers were killed or injured.

There are only [-] soldiers in the entire Beizhen, and the casualties are as high as nearly one-twentieth. You must know that they are defending the city.

Such a large casualty shocked Li Dazu, and the faces of the generals behind him were also very ugly.

After waiting for another two days, there was no sign of Mongolian reinforcements.

Beizhen fell into despair.

And the clever Lin Dan Khan, taking advantage of the entire barbarian army attacking Beizhen, chose not to go south, but to go east.

Leading the army to wipe out the Mongolian tribes who did not obey his orders.

These tribes, relying on the support of the barbarians, dared to have two minds, Lin Danhan could no longer hold back, and originally sent envoys to the old slave to paralyze him.

As for Beizhen.

It doesn't matter to him.

Because in his heart, he not only wants to conquer the old slaves, but also the whole Liaodong, and then conquer the left-wing Mongolia in the west.

Learn from the greatest Khan of the ancestors, unify the Mongolian tribes that have been divided for hundreds of years, and finally restore the glory of Mongolia.

When the old slave saw the knight sent by the Mongolian tribe for help, he laughed from ear to ear.

"That kid is really smart."

"Hahaha."

Hearing Khan's ridicule, the barbarian generals burst into laughter.

"After you go back, tell your Taiji that the relocated tribe should avoid his army first, and wait for me to return in victory, and then I will uphold justice for your Taiji.

I told them to be on guard, but unfortunately, your Taiji wavered from side to side and refused to listen to me in the end.

Now that someone has made the decision for them, they have to decide who to choose now. "

The knights got supplies from the old slaves, took a rest and returned to their own Taiji.

At this time, in Liaodong Bay, a huge fleet was sailing on the boundless sea, quietly.

(End of this chapter)