Outside Chang'an City, Duwei Wang Xingkong, riding on horseback, looked at this massive and vaguely giant city with sorrowful eyes. He returned only after less than a year later. But before he left, he visited Wang Chongyin, the eldest rebel soldier in the army, as well as the instructions that seemed to be alive.
"Do you really want to rescue the gate..."
"Why don't you save it? This is what the king meant..."
"Actually, in the final analysis, it's just doing everything possible to obey the destiny..."
"Do you think that just by relying on this kind of personnel and food and equipment, you can change the situation in Chang'an? Or do the people under Huang Wang think that they have something to do?"
"You know, in and out of the current metropolitan government's mansion, I don't know how many people there are. I just want the new dynasty in the Guan and the old dynasty Western and Shu troops to lose both?"
"But this is just a personal opinion after all. How can everything be so satisfactory? What if there is an accident? Therefore, the king has his own overall consideration and long-term overall calculation;"
"At least the posture of sending troops to rescue must be sufficient. This is not only the righteousness of fighting for the old people's hearts, but also the possibility of premature defeat and out of control in Chang'an..."
"At the very least, give those people in Chang'an a place of hope, so that you won't give up casually. As long as Chang'an can resist for a longer period of time, the situation that the governor's house will face after the beginning of spring will be clearer (relaxed). ."
"But what is the focus of my generation? The first is to ensure the frontline of Lantianyu-Dachang Pass. If necessary, even Lantian County, which is hanging alone, can temporarily give up and surrender to the customs; this is the future To overcome the bottom line in the customs..."
"Secondly, it is to respond to the goodwill people and their relatives and rebels who are willing to withdraw from Chang'an, so as to avoid disaster and go south for the time being; and the food and equipment used for transportation are nothing more than concealing means to act. ."
"Furthermore, it is the situation of looking for an opportunity to assassinate the enemy's situation and Chang'an. Now that the situation is perilous, the city must be in chaos. The loyalty, the traitor and the fool are naturally clear... The governor of the capital and the king are both generous and generous, and they are still willing. To give others a little chance, it depends on the generation that knows how to count..."
But no matter what, Wang Xingkong can breathe a sigh of relief as he has already taken the team that was urgently transferred from Shangluo Road, trekking all the way through the snow to the foot of Chang'an City. He also somewhat understood the significance of this time the Governor appointed him to come.
As a former Huang Wang Xiaowei, he participated in the offensive and defensive war in Chang'an, and he knew a lot of people in the Daqi New Dynasty. Once there is something, he can greet enough people. As for other things, he dare not think about it anymore.
The magnificent and tall Mingde Gate that I saw, and it was facing the Danfeng Gate-Zhuque Street, and the gate tower with five gates stood in front. And the ochre-yellow Daqi flag still stood on the city's head, but it was frozen in the cold air, and could not flutter in the wind.
On the city wall, some barriers and arrow sheds were also vaguely piled up, and the light of fire was shining under the gloomy sky, shining out of the stacked stones and rolling logs behind the battlements, which seemed to be a good deal. Special arrangement and repair.
However, when this snaking team approached the gate downstairs, the top of the city was quiet and there was no response. On the contrary, the outpost sent by Wang Xingkong found a large area of snow trails and scattered corpses that had been trampled on and froze again and again under the city, and he couldn't help but give orders in his heart:
"Blow the trumpet, shrink on the spot, and enter the second stage state..."
With the sound of the horns that were blown quickly in the smashing wind and snow; the original snaking and growing dragon team, like a giant snake suddenly stung by thunder, broke into many knots out of thin air in an instant. Then the sergeants of the team centered around the core of these disconnected nodes, large carts full of materials and equipment, quickly lined up into small squares that were not very regular.
Then, these small squares with knives and guns on the outside and firearms inside, accompanied and escorted the vehicles and livestock inside to move slowly in the sound of their respective drumbeats; however, it was a trend from south to north. Piece by piece, shrink and move closer to the city gate downstairs.
In a blink of an eye, several small phalanxes were seen close and merged into a medium phalanx; then, the two nearest medium phalanxes were closed again under the guidance of the flag, and they became a bigger defense. Array. However, at this time, there were sporadic screams and horses croaking in the sparse wind and snow in the distance, but the sentry cavalry squad that was swimming around the periphery had begun to contact and encounter the enemy.
The several major defense formations closest to the gate tower have also stopped and began to deploy defenses on the spot. With the shovel waved in the cold wind, the large mass of snow and the soil underneath were rolled up together, and it was shot on the edge of the newly-emerged trench. After just a dozen breaths of breath, the barrier that was half the height of the shallow trench has been roughly completed.
In the next moment, bundles of barbed wire wound on wooden stakes were nailed down one after another in front of these low barriers, forming several sections of interception lines that looked jagged but staggered. Immediately afterwards, some carts that had been emptied pushed forward from the inside out, leaned against the edges of the trenches and low walls, and stretched out the reinforced wall panels to the left and right, suddenly forming a third path. Defenses and bunkers.
At this time, the front line where Wang Xingkong was, was also on a special watch car that had been assembled, and a dobby signal rod representing the command of the Chinese Army was raised on the spot. The sentry cavalry that received the enemy in the distance also retreated back sporadically, while a small part of the rear team array was still slowly approaching the city gate.
However, the group of enemy horses faintly following the ranger has already rushed in the wind and snow. Seeing this scene, Wang Xingkong, who had already stood on the lookout car, also let out a sigh of relief secretly. The biggest threat and psychological pressure are the enemies who have not shown up and did not send out.
On the contrary, after seeing the actual existence, the mental outlook of the whole army can be relaxed and calm. After all, the enemies that the Taiping Army has fought against during the Southern and Northern Wars in recent years, but they don't know Fanji of all kinds; even the veterans who were used to fighting in the tragic Khan Nei War and Chang'an offensive and defensive battles are not lacking in the team.
However, the battlefield suddenly changed. In the direction of Qujiang Chiyuan, which stretched out from the southeast corner of Chang'an City, a large number of attacking gongs, drums and horns and shouts of killing suddenly sounded; it was an unidentified soldier and horse, taking advantage of this wind. Snow's cover came along under the city wall to attack and kill with all its strength, while immersed in the first pawn, and even the Taiping army was only a hundred steps away.
"It turned out to be a tactic of cooperating with horses! Are there any tactical people in the enemy army?"
Wang Xingkong couldn't help sighing loudly:
However, a school lieutenant standing next to Wang Xingkong could not help but yelled:
"Damn it, are all the defenders on the top of the city dead... This is all under your nose, so you don't know if you are going to warn you!"
"Maybe it is the defense of the city and counts our army and the official dog as a defense..."
Another person will be sighed:
"Be safe and not restless, hold on to the battle."
However, Wang Xingkong repeatedly ordered:
"The front line that has already begun to meet the order is not to be moved. The back line has not yet come close to let go of the baggage, and set up defense in place.
"Expand the artillery team in the formation and pre-bombard the horse team in the distance..."
Just between their words, the enemies who came from under the southeast facing wall had already rushed violently within the range of the crossbow, and emitted a burst of jagged arrows first. However, because of the freezing and contraction of the string arm in the cold winter, most of this burst of arrows with a greatly shortened range fell on the snow.
Only a little downwind fell in the Taiping Army’s lateral formations, but those who were not strong enough were successively blocked by the raised hands or the thick steel plate armor under the thick jacket, and the iron round edges on the helmets. , Jump and fly away. They just stood silently and unmovedly; it was like a sculpture full of snowflakes.
It wasn't until the enemy brigade approached within thirty or forty steps that it suddenly moved amidst the dense fireworks bursting like fried beans. Looking down from the heights above the city, you can clearly see it, like an invisible gust of wind blowing through the plain white snow, turning the enemy soldiers who rushed in the first place one after another. It fell and thumped on the snow, stained with dots of bright red. . .
However, the more enemy soldiers who came out braving the snowflakes, stepped on the bodies of the dead and wounded in the same robe, and did not hesitate to go forward and then slaughter them. In just a few breaths, I ran into the outermost periphery of the Taiping Hengheng team; but they overturned, tripped to the ground, fell into the trenches, fell on the wall, and were in the queue a few steps away. The protruding spear stabbed to death and assassinated on the spot. . . .
At this time, the multi-shot firecrackers that were loaded in turn in the back row were generally relayed to the hands of the first three rows one after another, and turned into dense fireworks that were added between the shoulders and the armpits, squatting, and three rows of volleys. ; It was like a wave of artificial lead-screen bullets, and the white soldiers who were crouching down with knives and spears in their hands were sent out to clean up their upper body shots. . . .
After another half-hour, these scattered enemies rushing through the snow are like waves hitting the reef. The accumulation of momentum is superimposed, but they are approached and staggered like a forest. Under the stab and slash, the sword and spear almost shattered head-on; in the end, under the reaction of some invisible force from the inside out, it rushed and bounced back into disarray.
The enemy riders who ran in the distance in the wind and snow finally gave up watching and wandering, and they rode horses to sprint forward; then they were greeted by the blasting and splashing snow blocks and outside between the snowy areas one after another. The overturned mud, and the cavalry body that burst open immediately amid the inexplicable whistling sound, or the wreckage of a man and a horse that became fragmented. . . .
When the enemy's infantry fighting with these things has been declining one after another, the gates of Chang'an City were finally opened from the inside out, and a neatly dressed man and horse rushed out, pretending to be added to it. In the sequence of chasing down the disabled enemy's pawns.
However, the next moment, Wang Xingkong's face was cold and stern, and a group of angry generals rushed into the Mingde Gate, and rushed to the head of the city where the gate tower was located without stopping, looking at those faces with a panic. The defenders roared loudly:
"The killer is responsible for guarding the gate..." (End of this chapter)