The Chen family's mansion has high walls and solid walls, and there is a deep ditch outside. It is extremely difficult to attack after the gate is hoisted. In addition, the private soldiers of the Chen family are also well-trained, and the arrows are almost never released, so the Shanziying A small loss. After rushing twice in a row, he failed to get close to the wall, but lost a hundred and ten people.
After all, Lu Fenghou is not a seasoned man, even Chen Qianshan can't match his commanding ability. Chen Qianshan has been in the left front for more than ten years, and he only saw and heard much more than Lu Fenghou. Fortunately, Lu Fenghou was not impulsive and reckless, knowing that the Chen family compound was difficult, he did not continue to carry it forward.
After Fang Xie arrived, he observed it carefully, and rode his horse around the Chen family compound.
"It's not impossible to attack hard, but the casualties are too great."
Seeing that Fang Jie frowned, Sun Kaidao leaned forward and said, "As far as I can see, we breached Qiu'an County fast enough, so we still have plenty of time. Why don't we use giant shields to cover and let the captured rebels find Bu?" Fill the bag with soil to fill up the deep ditch outside the Chen family mansion. The courtyard wall is very high, but after all, the number of archers of the Chen family's private soldiers is limited. After the deep ditch is filled for a while, they can be suppressed with arrow arrays, and the Chen house may be broken. .”
Fang Jie nodded: "Just do as you said, tell you those rebel prisoners, throw a bag each, and they will not die. Anyone who disobeys, beheaded."
Lu Fenghou immediately took people to do it, and brought the more than 1,000 rebel soldiers over. Although there is not much grain in the Qiu'an County Yamen, there are quite a lot of sacks in the treasury. Although these rebel soldiers were reluctant, none of them wanted to die. Under the cover of the giant shield hand, they rushed forward carrying sacks filled with soil.
The Chen family's private soldiers on the courtyard wall poured down their feather arrows like crazy, but after all, the number was limited. After the rebels lost one or two hundred people, they quickly filled up the deep ditch for a long time. The archers of the Shanziying began to press forward in an organized manner, and they also had the standard hard bows of the Sui Dynasty in their hands, but the Shanziying had an absolute advantage in terms of numbers.
At the beginning, because Duan Zheng admired Fang Jie and these Huangyangdao men, he allocated a large amount of supplies from the navy to Shanziying. Feathered arrows spread across the courtyard wall like locusts, and the Chen family's private soldiers were soon suppressed and unable to raise their heads. Seeing the opportunity coming, Lu Fenghou rushed up with a regiment of soldiers himself.
The soldiers of the Shanzi Battalion carried the connected ladders, which were crude but could reach the courtyard wall. Having lost more than a hundred brothers before, Lu Fenghou felt a fire in his heart. With a horizontal knife in his mouth, he climbed up with a shield in one hand and a ladder in the other. The feather arrows from Shanziying stopped, and the Chen family's private soldiers immediately stood up and fought back. Many soldiers of the Shanzi Battalion were shot down by feather arrows from the ladders and fell heavily to the ground.
What Fang Jie's team lacks most now is siege equipment, so the attack is very difficult. Although the ladder is long enough to connect, it is too soft, and it is very wobbly for people to climb up the ladder. The Chen family's private soldiers were obviously prepared to deal with such a situation long ago, and all their defensive methods were used.
Several private soldiers pushed the ladder out with their hooks together, and the soldiers who were still climbing on it yelled and fell down. Although many of them did not die, they lost their combat effectiveness for a while when they fell.
"Pour oil on the fire!"
Chen Dingnan, the eldest grandson of the Chen family with a cold face, yelled loudly, and the private soldiers immediately poured down the boiling oil. Immediately, more than a dozen soldiers from the Shanzi Battalion were doused in the hot vegetable oil, and the wailing sounds seemed So dire. Where the boiling oil is splashed, a layer of fleshy skin will fall off as soon as you touch it with your hand. Someone's entire face was burned after being showered, and even the sound came out from the throat.
"Rocket!"
Chen Dingnan ordered again, and the private soldiers lit the feathered arrows wrapped in oilcloth and shot them down. With a whoosh, a sea of flames rose immediately under the courtyard wall. At least thirty or forty attacking soldiers of the Shanzi Battalion were involved in the fire, and they were burnt and fell to the ground before long, losing their vitality.
Lu Fenghou lost another fifty or sixty men, and was forced to retreat by the sea of fire.
"That does not work!"
Chen Qianshan said eagerly: "The Chen family is fully prepared, and the loss is still too great if they attack like this."
"They use fire, and we use it too."
Fang Jie waved his hand and said, "Don't feel sorry for Yu Jian, burn that yard down for me."
Hundreds of archers moved immediately, wrapped the feathered arrows and ignited them. Hundreds of rockets shot out, and there was a wailing sound on the courtyard wall. The archers fired arrows uninterruptedly, completely suppressing the Chen family's private soldiers again. Soon, flames rose in the yard. After all, most of the buildings in the courtyard are made of wood, and some unimportant small houses still have thatched roofs. Thick smoke floats from the courtyard walls, getting darker and darker.
The voices of people boiling in the yard could be heard, obviously they were fetching water to put out the fire.
Chen Dingnan looked at the officers and soldiers surrounding him, his face became more and more serious.
"Master!"
A young servant ran up along the horse path, panting and said to him: "The old man asked if the young master is sure to retreat from the enemy. The old man said that after all, the people surrounding the house are not bandits or Mongolian people, but the officers and soldiers of the Sui Dynasty." If you really can't hold on, the old man said that he is willing to spend money to buy a safe place. It seems that the outsiders are just plotting the food and grass in our house, as long as they don't touch them, they will give some out. The Chen family has brought disaster."
Chen Dingnan knew that the old man's worries were not unreasonable. The officers and soldiers outside seemed to have at least ten times as many soldiers as his own. He was confident that with these five hundred soldiers trained by himself, he could defeat five or even ten times the rebels. I am not sure that I will be able to stop the offensive of the official army all the time.
If the resistance is too ruthless and the loss of the officers and troops is too great, once they are breached, the Chen family will immediately fall into a situation of eternal doom.
"Go and tell the old man, I have my own measure!"
Chen Dingnan frowned and ordered, then turned around and shouted: "Let the people below pour water on the roof near the courtyard wall, and those who can move will get busy, don't let the fire startle the old man!"
The people below agreed, and almost everyone who hadn't participated in the battle was busy putting out the fire.
Seeing that the private soldiers on the city wall couldn't raise their heads, Fang Jie turned around and ordered, "Let those captives continue to pile up sacks and build a weirway road."
Sun Kaidao originally wanted to suggest this way, and he was overjoyed when he saw Fang Jie thought of it. From this point, he could tell that the young general he was relying on was decisive.
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Under the pressure of the archers, the rebel prisoners continued to pile up sacks outside the courtyard wall. More than a thousand people ran back and forth, and the pile of sacks was getting higher and higher. Chen Dingnan watched those terrified rebels working for the enemy in order to survive, and cursed in a low voice.
He wanted to order someone to pile up the courtyard wall with sacks every three feet, but he hesitated thinking about what the old man said before. In the end, he shook his head and suppressed the thought.
"Pour oil on the weir bridge road they piled up, and set it on fire!"
he ordered loudly.
The private soldiers of the Chen family braved the rain of arrows and poured oil pans on the fish beam road. Most of the soldiers were shot down by the archers of the Shanzi camp as soon as they showed their heads. But after all, what they wanted to target was the Weirway Road, and after losing twenty or thirty people, they still ignited the Weirway Road.
"Let the rebel captives carry the wet mud pad up!"
Fang Jie pointed to Yuliang Road and gave orders.
The soldiers of the Shanziying found water and mud, and the rebel prisoners carried buckets filled with wet mud and sent them to the fish beam road. Because of the superiority in numbers and the cover of the archers of Shanziying, the flames on Yuliang Road were suppressed in a short time.
After more than an hour, a weirway with a width of three meters was finally paved. Lu Fenghou took a deep breath, and simply took off his shirt, carrying a horizontal knife and leading a regiment of soldiers to rush forward again. On the courtyard wall, most of the private soldiers gathered in this section. The archers kept raising their heads and shooting arrows, but because they were suppressed, they were not accurate. Lu Fenghou led his people to rush up along the Yuliang Road, and soon approached the courtyard wall.
"Where are my soldiers?"
Chen Dingnan grabbed his horse and shouted, and the fifty or sixty men behind him responded immediately. He shunned the horse, jumped out from the city wall, and rushed towards Lu Fenghou along the Yuliang Road: "Follow me and push the enemy back!"
"promise!"
Dozens of men rushed out following him, forming a front arrow array that was very neat.
When Lu Fenghou saw the man in iron armor coming down in person, his eyes immediately turned red. He roared and led the man to rush up. Chen Dingnan slammed it sideways with a spear, Lu Fenghou pushed the knife with both hands to block it, and there was a bang, which made his arms numb for a while. This young man who looked handsome and arrogant had surprisingly great strength in his hands.
Chen Dingnan took Lu Feng Hou Zhen back a step, and then he stabbed straight. The long spear was like a dragon in his hand, and it was as fast as lightning, and it stabbed seven or eight times in an instant. Lu Fenghou's martial arts is not too outstanding, so he was immediately rushed by these seven or eight swords. The horizontal knife kept bumping and blocking. Although he was not stabbed, there was a lot of danger.
Chen Dingnan spotted a flaw, stabbed Lu Fenghou's shoulder with a spear and then swept across it, sweeping Lu Fenghou down from the Yuliang Road. If there were no corpses piled up below, Lu Fenghou's body would be wiped out by this blow. A few bones were broken. Chen Dingnan stabbed a bloody hole in his shoulder, and the blood flowed out like a stream from the wound.
"Aunt Chun, follow me."
Fang Jie watched Lu Fenghou return without success again, lifted the Chaolu knife and strode forward. Chungu and the others immediately followed the pace of the above solution, and straightened the Damo knife in their hands. The Mingguang Armor and Damo Dao reflected a burst of cold light under the sunlight, and the awe-inspiring aura immediately permeated them.
With no armor on his body, Fang Jie walked in the front with the Chaolu Dao in his hand. From time to time, feather arrows were shot at, and Fang Jie swung his knife casually to knock the feather arrows away.
Chen Dingnan led his own soldiers to charge back, relying on the advantages of the terrain and his superior martial arts skills, he forcefully forced the 300 soldiers of the Shanzi Battalion back again and again. Chen Dingnan attacked from top to bottom, and the Shanziying camp from bottom to top already suffered a disadvantage. In addition, the private soldiers knew that if they lost, they would have no way to survive, so they all moved forward bravely.
After forcing the soldiers of Shanziying to go down the Yuliang Road, Chen Dingnan immediately led them back. Before returning to the city wall, he saw the young man in black shirt walking towards him, walking like a tiger!
After he saw the young man in black and the ten burly soldiers, his brows immediately frowned.
He wiped the sweat that was dripping down his face, and after a moment of silence, he said sadly: "Go and tell the old man, you can prepare money and food now."
He took off the iron helmet, stood on the high wall of the courtyard and shouted loudly to Fang Xie: "General outside the courtyard, I have something to say to you!"
Fang Jie led the ten people from the Shiying camp to the bottom of Yuliang Avenue, and paused when he heard the call of the armored young general.
It looked as if he hesitated, but soon took another step.
Chen Dingnan's eyes changed, and he immediately put on the iron helmet again: "Why should the general continue to fight, it's just that there are too many casualties! Chen Mou has no choice but to resist, and I hope the general will forgive me!"
Fang Jie strode forward without saying a word.
At this time, the old man of the Chen family, who was already in his seventies, was helped to climb up the courtyard wall. The old man looked at the densely packed officers and soldiers outside, and a trace of anger and worry flashed in his eyes. He understood what his grandson was thinking, but he could see that his grandson had done it before.
"You back off!"
He gave Chen Dingnan an order in a cold voice, broke free from the support of the two servants and walked quickly to the courtyard wall: "The generals outside, please stop, I am willing to surrender!"