There are many ways to siege a city, and storming is one type. It is easier to use bows and ballistas than to use rams and rams to set up ladders.
But the problem is that the soldiers of the Nanwang on the city wall have more sophisticated weapons and are constantly throwing explosives. Wang Baobao's soldiers are still under fire, but they are still unable to move an inch.
There is an explosion in the ear, and most of the soldiers who are bombed will be dizzy and deaf. Although they will not become deaf, they will lose their ability to move for a period of time. was bombed.
Wang Baobao was standing beside the rushing car, he couldn't make up his mind for a long time.
The catapult cannon is useless, do you really want to use the door of his soldiers to open the door
—Even if it really took their lives, 90% of the doors would not be able to open.
"Retreat!" Wang Baobao said loudly.
His order was passed on, and the drums began to beat ahead.
It is difficult to convey military orders on the battlefield, either by changing flags or by drumming.
Fewer instructions.
As soon as the drum sounded, the generals on Wang Baobao's side began to take the lead in retreating.
The rods for the past two days have exhausted them.
"It's evil." Several young generals waited for orders in front of Wang Baobao's tent. The young generals were all covered in blood, and the clothes under the armor were soaked. They didn't know whether they were wet with sweat or blood. talking.
"It's like you're not afraid of death."
"Never seen anything like this."
When they first came, they were very ambitious, thinking that the news they had received in Dadu was true. Hanyang was short-handed, weapons were not good, and medicines were scarce. They were good generals, with the most elite soldiers in the court and the most sophisticated weapons. , Although there is not much food and grass, it is also a lot, and it will continue to be shipped in the future.
But when I came to Hanyang, I found out that the news was all fake.
Few of the soldiers I saw in the past two days were as skinny as they were rumored to be.
On the contrary, they do not look strong, but their strength is not small.
The momentum of rushing over even shocked the battle-hardened generals.
Is there such a soldier in this world
When they are fighting, they always keep people in the rear to prevent soldiers from escaping. If someone dares to run back, they will kill the deserters themselves first, so as to ensure that the soldiers do not escape.
The young generals are worried, everyone knows that they must fight this battle, and they have to fight, and now they are in a dilemma.
If we retreat at this time, let's not say whether Hanyang will pursue or not, but say the court...
Several people shuddered.
If they escaped, Wang Baobao would still be able to save his life. These young men would be gone if they were gone, and no one would shed a tear for them except for his own family.
"Come in." Wang Baobao spoke from the tent.
Several people went in together and separated from each other.
The staff stood in the back, and they wanted to discuss how to fight tomorrow.
A teenager said: "It's better to use a skidding post..."
"It's better to use a dash car."
"It's hard to get close to a car, let alone hit a pillar."
They brought the ladder, but they couldn't get close to the city wall at all, the arrows were raining like rain, and not all the soldiers could wear armor.
Wang Baobao pursed his lips: "But what else can be done?"
No one spoke.
What else can be done? There are only a few ways to siege the city.
In the past two days, morale has plummeted.
The generals had fought more than one battle and knew what it meant.
At this time, a young general said: "Prime Minister... Why don't we give it to the court..."
He wants to retreat, he can't win this battle at all, unless Hanyang has a problem with his mind and opens the city gate to welcome them in, otherwise a hard attack will not be successful at all. I can't take care of myself anymore, how many people? Hanyang must have more than twice as many soldiers as them.
Fight morale... Who wants to fight morale with soldiers who are not afraid of death? One or two are not afraid of death, and 80% of them are not afraid of death, how scary
Wang Baobao raised his hand, and everyone fell silent.
It is not up to them whether to go back or not.
The court situation is no better than the battlefield.
The emperor doesn't like to be in charge now, and the civil and military officials have their own ideas.
Wang Baobao pursed his lips: "If it doesn't work tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow. If it doesn't work in a month, then the teacher will return to the DPRK!"
He wants to preserve his troops no matter what.
If all the soldiers are broken here, Dayuan will be finished, and he will become a sinner.
But the class teacher really returned to court, and he was also a sinner.
The generals bowed their heads.
But when they walked out of the camp, the expressions on everyone's faces were a little dazed.
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It seems that hitting is dead, and not hitting is dead.
But their families were all in Dadu, and they died on the battlefield. They couldn't be blamed for their families. If they ransack their homes, they could still save their lives.
But if he escaped, the whole family would die.
Morale in the camp was low.
They attacked for a month, killing thousands of people every day.
Later, there were still soldiers who wanted to escape, but they were all beheaded on the spot.
No one dared to escape, but on the battlefield, no matter what, they could not capture the city.
As soon as the fire approached, explosives roared everywhere. Their catapults threw rocks into the city, but there was no sound inside. Thinking about the range that the catapults could cast, the people had already been relocated.
Wang Baobao was about to retreat, but the supervisors stopped him.
Jianjun was the favored minister of Emperor Hui of Yuan, and he was close to Ha Ma, so he was a traitor.
Seeing that Wang Baobao wanted to withdraw, he invited his teacher to ask him the guilt.
"What do you mean by Prime Minister? Now that Hanyang has not been captured, he actually wants to flee back to Dadu with his tail between his legs? When you return to Dadu, how will you explain to the emperor?" What a burden."
The personal soldiers behind Wang Baobao were not angry, and said angrily: "You said lightly, it's not you who fought your life on the battlefield!"
Wang Baobao angrily rebuked: "Shut up!"
The soldier had an angry look on his face and bit his lip.
Wang Baobao smiled and said to the supervisor: "Thanks to the emperor's love, the supervisor should not be in a hurry. When we return to Dadu, this officer will naturally ask the emperor to apologize."
The supervisor scolded: "The prime minister knows how many men and horses, food and grass, and weapons in the library are all available for you to take from the imperial court for this battle. Walk!"
Wang Baobao restrained his smile and looked at the supervisor with a cold face, his eyes full of killing intent: "If we don't retreat at this time, take us to exhaustion and retreat again, and the king of Nan sends troops to pursue, then the mountains and rivers will be exhausted, and if we go back at this time, we can still preserve our strength. Otherwise, where is the Great Yuan Dynasty? Without soldiers, how can we recover the rivers and mountains?!"
Supervisor: "The prime minister... can't go back."
The supervisor stepped back: "Go back now, both of us..."
No matter how much the emperor favored him and fought such a defeat, even Hama could not protect him. No matter how powerful Hama was, he was still not at the point of turning a deer into a horse. If he sacrificed one of him, Hama would naturally be willing to do so.
But he didn't want to die, he cherished his life.
Wang Baobao: "As an official of the same dynasty, this official advises you that Dadu is the foundation of the country. Without Dadu, we are all over."
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"Wang Baobao has withdrawn?" Lin Yuan sat on the city wall, his eyes lit up, and he said to the generals beside him, "Tell generals Zhu and Chen, lead the troops to pursue, attack with General Li, and capture Wang Baobao for me!"
The generals beside him hurriedly agreed to retreat.
Li Congrong left people he trusted in Huangzhou and brought 50,000 people here.
With Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Bosong in the form of double-teaming, he is not afraid of defeating the soldiers of the imperial court.
Lin Yuan exhaled slowly and clenched his fists.
How long will the Yuan Dynasty live
Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Bosong charged ahead with their cavalry.
Infantry followed.
What they took away were the most sophisticated troops, everyone wore armor, the cavalry was light and easy to use on the horse, generally only wearing armor, with a heart guard on the chest, and the infantry was armed from head to toe.
Li Congrong followed his most capable subordinates, and the three parties gathered.
When Wang Baobao heard the scout's reply, he was stunned for a moment.
He looked back at the men who had followed him for so many years, at the exhausted soldiers, so many lives...
Wang Baobao closed his eyes, his lips wriggled, and he couldn't say those two words again.
He, Wang Baobao, never lowered his head, never lowered his head.
Of the 200,000 troops that can be brought, there are only less than 60,000 people left.
Whether these 60,000 people are real or imaginary is unknown.
Even if they break out, how many can they save? Can you save half
Back in Dadu, what kind of regulations are these people
"The enemy is coming!"
Wang Baobao held the long sword tightly.
He couldn't descend, and when he descended, Dayuan's backbone was broken, and he couldn't pick it up again.
Even if you die here, you can't fall!
"Dayuan warriors! Follow me!" Wang Baobao rode his horse and charged at the forefront.
The proud soldier will lose, the sad soldier will win.
This is Wang Baobao's last belief.
The blood seemed to dye the sky red, the blood splashed into the eyes, and when the eyes were opened, everything was blood red.
Wang Baobao pulled out the arrow from his abdomen, he gasped and his eyes were red.
He could hear screams and watched as his subordinates who had been following him had been slashed in the neck by a knife.
Wang Baobao's world suddenly became quiet, and he couldn't hear anything.
Before his subordinates died, he covered his neck and looked in the direction of Wang Baobao. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to call out the prime minister.
He wanted to say that he did not disgrace the Mongols, and he did not flinch for a moment until the last moment of his life.
But before he fell, a knife pierced his chest. The enemy soldiers didn't even look at him. There were corpses everywhere, blood everywhere, and the soldier who killed him didn't even know who he was, so he took the knife at him. other people.
"Disarm and surrender, those who surrender will not be killed!" Someone shouted from the enemy.
Wang Baobao looked around, thinking that someone would surrender, but by this time, not a single soldier put down his weapon.
He heard someone shouting beside him: "We Mongolian warriors will never surrender even if we die in battle!"
They fought to the last minute.
No one surrendered.
Wang Baobao fell to the ground, allowing his life to flow against the blood.
He didn't know whether he was a success or a failure in his life.
But he is worthy of his ancestors, worthy of the emperor, and worthy of Xue Chanhan.
When he went to the underworld, he could also say with a clear conscience that he was worthy of the emperor and the earth, and he tried his best.
In the spring of the twenty-fifth year of Zhengzheng, Wang Baobao led his army to attack Hanyang, but was defeated and died of exhaustion.
The Yuan Dynasty's qi is exhausted.