Three hours later, Zhao Yang, who was delayed because of the fire at Chidu, hurried over, assembled the Northwest Army Corps and the collapsed Southwest Field Army, and came with 500,000 people to attack from both sides!
In the conference hall, Cao Mengtong's position had changed hands. Chu Qiao was dressed in a black uniform, sitting upright on it, looking down with burning eyes. Most of the familiar faces before have disappeared. Seeing that something was wrong, more than a dozen tribal leaders fled with their family soldiers and horses. Almost none of the senior generals of the second army can be seen now. The leader of the third army support force Yu Zeqi surrendered to Daxia with 50,000 soldiers and horses under his command. Seeing that Beishuo's defeat was imminent, Xia'an, the city guard of Beishuo, fled to Yanbei two days ago under the banner of punishing deserters. inland.
Now the people sitting below are almost all the middle and low-level generals in the original army. In the seventh brigade of the eighth division of the second army, there is actually a fat cook sitting in the seat. The captain of their team led five thousand soldiers and horses to escape on the battlefield. Because he refused to leave, he tried to persuade other comrades in arms to stay and defend Beishuo. The brigade existed in name only, and he was the only one left. When Chu Qiao notified the representatives of the various military departments to come to the meeting, because she couldn't recommend anyone else, the cook hurried over without taking off her apron.
In the face of national crisis, when life and death are at stake, the most loyal people are not those leaders and officials who enjoy high positions and generous salaries. They are busy fleeing, surrendering, betraying their compatriots, and finding a way out of survival. The despised little people dare to stand up and use their thin shoulders and simple minds to shoulder the heavy responsibility of defending the country. The weirdness of the world is simply hilarious.
"General, what should we do?"
Yin Liangyu used to be a clerk in the military supply department, mainly responsible for recording the entry and exit of grain and grass in the past. When his boss ran away, he handed over all the work to him, and said boldly that he would be promoted to the official position, and his own The seat was given to him, and before he could object, the man fled without a trace. This kind of encounter allowed Yin Liangyu to be promoted to more than 20 ranks in two days, all the way to become the deputy commander of the second army, and now the number two person in Beishuo City.
Chu Qiao turned her head and said calmly, "Everyone can express their opinions."
Everyone was silent and looked at each other carefully. They used to be small people, and they ran at the forefront when they charged into battle. They didn't have any ideas of their own. After a while, a militia representative who looked very honest stood up suddenly. He was wearing a coarse cloth with blood stains on his clothes. It was unknown whether it was his own or someone else's.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he was a little shy, hesitated for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to ask in a low voice: "I am a militiaman from Xitao Village. Our village chief was injured, so he asked me to come here. He asked me to ask the general if he will retreat? Will he leave us alone?"
"Yes!" Someone echoed, "Will your lord lead people to chase deserters like General Xia An, and then never come back?"
Chu Qiao said calmly: "Don't worry, everyone, even if we retreat, I will be the last one to step out of Beishuo City Gate."
"That's good!" Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
A burly man with a full beard suddenly said: "I don't understand so many principles. I will fight as the general tells me."
"right!"
"Well, let's listen to the general!"
Chu Qiao thought for a while, then stood up slowly, and said in a deep voice: "In that case, please go back and count the troops immediately. After dawn, we will fight Xia Jun to the death!"
Everyone agreed, and they seemed to be more willing to accept orders than to offer opinions. After a while, the meeting hall fell silent, but Yin Liangyu still sat in his seat, as if he wanted to ask something.
"General Yin, speak up if you have something to say."
Yin Liangyu thought for a long time, and finally said: "General, I don't know much about military affairs, but three days ago, when General Yu Zeqi of the Third Army defected, he burned most of the grain and grass depot. The total number of troops is less than 40,000, and even if you add the 30,000 brought back by the general, it is only 70,000, and most of them are militias. Daxia has a strong army, and we will fight head-to-head with them. Can we beat them? "
Chu Qiao frowned slightly, and just about to speak, Yin Liangyu hurriedly explained: "The last general doesn't want to escape, but... just a little worried."
Chu Qiao smiled slightly and said, "I know General Yin doesn't want to run away, but you don't have to be so pessimistic. I'm sure I'm willing to stay."
Yin Liangyu immediately stood up and said excitedly, "Does your lord have a sure way to win?"
"I don't have a sure way to win, but I have some news, maybe you will be willing to hear it."
"what news?"
"The First Army led by His Highness, and the Sunset Army led by Miss Yu are stepping up to reinforce us. As long as we can survive ten days, reinforcements will arrive."
Yin Liangyu was overjoyed immediately, and said happily, "Really? Is it true, my lord?"
"Really," Chu Qiao smiled slightly, "Go and tell everyone the good news!"
Yin Liangyu almost ran out, watching his back gradually disappear at the end of the conference room corridor, the smile on Chu Qiao's face gradually disappeared, and her expression froze.
Yan Xun led the troops from the First Army and the Blue City of Sunset Mountain to attack the inland area of Daxia. No one knows about it yet. Firstly, she was afraid that there would be traitors in the army. Once the news spread to Zhao Yang In her ears, although the siege of Beishuo can be solved, Yan Xun's rear will inevitably be outflanked, and Yan Xun will be trapped in a dangerous situation. This is what she is most worried about at present.
Second, once this matter is leaked, everyone will immediately know that Yan Bei was betrayed by Yan Xun, and the army's morale will be greatly shaken, so there is no need to continue this battle. She guarded Chidu before to protect the inland of Yanbei. If the Beishuo army was defeated, there would be a retreat. But right now the inland troops are empty, and there is no defense in the Sunset Mountain area, so there is no point in escaping, it will only lead the enemy inside and make them aware of the emptiness of the internal troops. That is to say, at present, all the armed forces of Yanbei are assembled in Beishuo City. If Beishuo is lost, Yanbei will die. That's why she gave up Chidu and moved to Beishuo.
And Yan Xun, will he come back? Will he give up the grand plan and hegemony that is close at hand, and give up the unique opportunity for revenge
It was snowing heavily outside the door, Chu Qiao sat on the chair, the candlelight shone on her smooth forehead, a belief suddenly rose from her heart, burning her internal organs like fire.
"Yes, he will definitely come back." Facing the morning sun, on the distant horizon, one could see Xia Jun's team gradually approaching, row after row, continuously, raising flags like a forest.
After days of chaotic battles, the battlefield is now covered with corpses like mountains, full of knives and long spears. Although it has snowed all night, at this moment, the front of Beishuo City is still covered with bright red blood. Those coquettish flowers are not afraid of the severe cold and ice, and bloom more and more gorgeously. The rising sun is also covered with a layer of dark red by the blood light, and sprinkles the vast battlefield with a strange light.
The war came so fast, and the consecutive days of defeat made Zhao Yang lose his patience. He was unwilling to deploy troops, plan and plot, and he was unwilling to cautiously test again. Like a mountain, roar like thunder.
Then, the 500,000 troops began to line up on the plain, and issued a neat charge. The soldiers on the Beishuo city wall were shocked for a while, as if the city wall under their feet was trembling under the opponent's roar, as if it was about to collapse next same.
The officers and soldiers of Beishuo were pale-skinned. Compared with Zhao Qi's Southwest Army, Zhao Yang's Northwest Army was indeed a team of tough tigers and wolves. They couldn't even imagine that Chu Qiao led the Southwest Army with less than 10,000 troops. How did the envoys of the town government fight against such an army for so long, but they couldn't allow them to think about it anymore. Thousands of horses galloped, and the army overwhelmingly pressed up, like a monstrous flood.
"Kill the enemy!" Daxia's army suddenly seemed like an erupting volcano.
"Get ready!" He Xiaowei'an's body stood on the tower. Too many wars allowed this young officer to quickly gain experience and growth. Holding a sword in his hand, he said in a deep voice, "Get ready!"
"The first team is ready to attack!"
"The second team is ready to attack!"
"The third team is ready to attack!"
"The fourth team is ready to attack!"
…
"The seventeenth team is ready to attack!"
The resounding slogans were sounded one by one, and there were only less than 3,000 soldiers left in the southwestern town government. The super-strong guard group of the Second Army became Chu Qiao's personal guards. There were a total of 30,000 people in total, forming the main force of this battle. At this moment, in front of them, a handful of large crossbows that are as tall as half a person stand there quietly. These are the blueprints that Chu Qiao drew before and handed over to the munitions factory for manufacture. However, after she left, they No one knows how to assemble and use it, so now, all three thousand crossbows have been preserved intact.
Bows and arrows are pressed into the magazine of the arrow crossbow row by row. This kind of bow and arrow is a super-age weapon improved by modern technology. After being driven by the axle, it can shoot 28 arrows at the same time. Every three rounds is a shooting task. And it has a four-dimensional calibration direction, that is to say, between breaths, this kind of crossbow can shoot eighty-four sharp arrows continuously, aiming at four different directions. The power is so great that it is simply unimaginable. Almost comparable to a submachine gun.
The ear-piercing sound of bowstrings came continuously, the battle was imminent, the enemy was getting closer and closer, the cavalry quickly overtook the infantry ranks, and rushed to the front, the officers headed by Xia Bing shouted loudly: "Kill all the northern barbarians!" Swelling up like a tide, the sound of "killing the enemy" came like a tsunami.
He Xiao's face remained unchanged, and after a while, he finally said in a sonorous tone: "Attack!"
In an instant, there was a buzzing sound, and the sky and the earth were pitch black, as if a huge black cloth was covering the top of the head, and three thousand bows and crossbows were fired together.
No body of flesh and blood can withstand such a terrifying storm of arrows, there is no escape, no retreat, the scene under Chidu City is staged again, the huge cavalry corps crashed down, as if being knocked down by a giant's heavy fist , no one can hide, after the sharp arrow passed, within four hundred steps, there was no longer a standing creature.
All of a sudden, everyone's eyes widened. Xia Bing, who was rushing behind, seemed to have his jaw knocked off. No one dared to move forward, especially those Southwest Army who had never seen such a scene. Zhao Yang was so angry that he almost wanted to charge forward with a sword. He came all night, hurriedly rearranged his troops and horses, and started attacking. He was afraid that Chu Qiao would recreate the sharp attacking weapon that he had in the Chidu guard battle before, but unexpectedly, it was still too late. step. How did he know that such a sharp weapon was already in Beishuo City, of course it wasn't just him, many people might not have thought of it, after all, if there was such a thing long ago, how could Cao Mengtong lose so badly in the previous battle
"Rush! Those who retreat die!"
The sharp charge horn sounded again in Xia Jun's barracks. The heavy armor and shieldmen took the lead, and the attack started again.