Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Dead
The cold wind gusted, the snow fell colorfully, the Yuzhou Prefecture Hanging Gourd was dyed white, the ground outside the city wall was full of messes, the bodies of countless war dead were scattered everywhere, and the blood that flowed out had already coagulated into red and black, and it was more and more dazzling against the snow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
On the slightly damaged hanging gourd city wall, there are Sui soldiers in yellow military uniforms, and outside the city, the city is surrounded like a tide, it is the Zhou army soldiers in black military uniforms, and the city is densely packed with vertical trebuchets outside the city, and the attack and defense of the two sides around the city have entered the second month.
Since the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the Hanging Gourd has always been the state, the county office, here is located in Yuzhou, can not only enter Bianluo in the north, but also go south to Jingchu, has always been a place where soldiers must fight, hundreds of years around the Hanging Gourd City, countless wars broke out.
After the Sui State lost the Hezhou Governor's Mansion two years ago, the Yuzhou Governance Office became the front line, and it bore the brunt of the war.
The Sui army spent two years to build large and small camps on the periphery of the Hanging Gourd City, and they were all pulled out by the Zhou army in a month's time.
The Zhou army had already invested in the thunder in the battle two years ago, especially in the siege operation, using the method of digging tunnels to reach the foot of the city wall, and using the thunder to collapse the city wall from the root.
It takes time to dig tunnels, and the Zhou army used another way to quickly attack the outer camp of the Hanging Gourd this time, that is, to use trebuchets to throw trumpets and thunderbolts to directly attack the defenders.
This kind of trumpet thunder, the damage to the city wall is relatively small, but the flesh and blood can't stop it, even if he is wearing armor, once the thunder explodes around him, he will also be shocked to the point of bleeding from the mouth and nose, no matter how brave the soldier is, he is powerless in the face of the attack of the thunder.
The accuracy of the stone thrower was a little poor, and many of the ignited thunderbolts exploded in mid-air in advance before they fell, but even so, the Zhou army still did not give up this siege method, because they had a lot of thunderbolts.
In the east of the city, many Sui soldiers were napping in the grass huts on the inner side of the city wall, or thinking about their relatives in the distance in a daze.
As a big city, Hanging Gourd has now become a large military camp, and most of the people in the city have been moved away in the past two years, in order to save food, it is natural for Hanging Gourd to be besieged by the Zhou army with all their might, so there is no need to cumber.
The people were moved, almost the same number of soldiers moved in, their families stayed in Luoyang, and the soldiers could only stay in the big military camp of Hanging Gourd in a daze except for the time when they could go back to see each other when they were redeployed.
The family members are hostages, but also just in case, when the hanging gourd is besieged, at least the soldiers have no worries, and if they hold the city, they will have the opportunity to see their relatives, and if they can't defend it, then don't think about anything.
Liu Wu sat by the fire and roasted the fire, gnawing on a leg of mutton, as did the other companions by the fire, wearing sheets to keep out the cold, and the food and treatment were obviously much better than those of other soldiers.
They are not the subordinates of any general, but the dead soldiers who want to come in handy, life is counted in hours, and no one questions the better treatment.
After eating the leg of mutton, Liu Wu sucked his fingers, and wanted to suck all the oil on his hands back into his stomach, the meat that is rare to eat on weekdays, he can finally satisfy his hunger, so even if he dies, he has no regrets.
The horn sounded at the head of the city, warning the Zhou army that the city was about to attack the city, and the soldiers who were keeping out the cold under the city walls took up their weapons and ran down the stairs to the city.
After a while, there was a tidal wave of drums outside the city, which was a signal for the generals of the Zhou army to urge the soldiers to attack, Liu Wu leaned against the city wall and closed his eyes to recuperate, and he didn't know how long it took, the loud noise continued, and the sound of fighting began.
As soon as the siege of the city was sieged, the Zhou army dug a ditch regardless of casualties, blocked the moat and diverted the water, in order to facilitate the digging of tunnels and prevent the river from seeping into the tunnels.
In order to prevent the Zhou army from attacking the city in tunnels, the moat of the hanging gourd was widened and deepened, and the river was led out, and the fool knew what the other party wanted to do.
A bloody battle will break out around the gap, the offensive and defensive sides can only fill it with human lives, whoever can't fill it up will lose, and if the Zhou army loses, you can withdraw and wait for the next time, and if the Sui army loses, then everyone will never go back.
Thinking of this, Liu Wu opened his eyes, he was selected to have mutton to eat every day, because he had a son at home, he was not afraid of no queen, he was not necessarily there, but he was dead, and he was gone.
Hanging the gourd, he at least has a slim chance to see his son, and even if he can't see him, the family can get a pension, so no matter what, he has to hold on.
With a bang, many small stones fell from the top of the head, smashed on the grass shed with a bang, and suddenly something fell from outside the shed and hit the ground heavily.
It was a soldier of the Sui Army, his head hit the ground and then burst out, and the red and white things splashed on the ground, like a red flower blooming on the snowy ground, and the bloody breath came to his nose, and Liu Wu only felt his stomach churning.
Covering his mouth with his hand to avoid vomiting out of the mutton he had eaten, it was easy to suppress the feeling of nausea, Liu Wu looked up and saw that the soldier who had fallen to the ground had been carried away, and then someone kept falling down.
There are those in yellow military uniforms, which are Liu Wu's comrades, and there are those who are wearing black military uniforms, which are soldiers of the Zhou army, who have gone to the city so quickly, and they should be the first to die, Liu Wu pondered that these enemies were about the same as him, and they had eaten and drunk enough before setting off.
The shouts of the city head were heard all day long, the sound of fighting and metal clashes were endless, and Liu Wu knew that the Zhou army was already climbing the city, regardless of the casualties, but this had nothing to do with him and his companions.
The other party attacked the city again, and at the same time paid the price of countless lives, so desperately fighting, the Sui army could only accompany to the end.
The city wall is thickened, and there is no fear of stones thrown by trebuchets, and as for the thunder, unless it explodes from the ground, it cannot hurt the main body of the city wall, so the key to the problem is to fill in human lives.
Even if the Zhou army attacked the city, the Sui army was also ready to resist stubbornly in the city, and the entire hanging gourd was not only a military camp, but also a labyrinth, a flesh and blood grinding plate, a grinding plate that kept grinding away the lives of Zhou soldiers.
By dragging the Zhou army here, the Sui army on the periphery would have a chance to counterattack, but this was no longer important to Liu Wu, because he saw a person rushing out of a dilapidated courtyard in front of him.
"Quick! Come here! There's movement in the tunnels! ”
When Liu Wu and his companions heard this, they immediately got up, picked up the short axe that had been roasting the iron axe by the fire, and ran towards the small courtyard.
There is a large pit in the ground of the courtyard, and down the wooden ladder is a winding tunnel, which seems to have been dug long ago, high and wide enough to make one stand up and move forward.
There were wooden supports on both sides and on the top of the tunnel, and Liu Wu and his companions held short axes with red axes, carefully kept a distance from each other, and ran towards the depths of the tunnel.
I don't know how long I walked, there was a T-shaped "intersection" in front of me, and the tunnel trend became horizontal here, and there were already several soldiers in armor guarding the tunnel, holding their breath one by one, listening to something.
Liu Wu and the others squatted against the soil wall of the tunnel, without making too much noise, and an oil lamp was lit every long distance in the tunnel, and under the dim light, Liu Wu's shadow was reflected on the ground, with a strange shape.
"Puff puff", the sound came from the outer wall of the tunnel, more and more clear, it was someone outside digging the tunnel towards the city wall, who were these people? Naturally, it was the Zhou army that dug tunnels to siege the city.
The soldiers of the Sui army waited quietly on both sides of the possible hole according to the direction from which the sound came, and after a while, the earth wall was indeed dug through.
"Huh? Why is there a hole here? ”
"And the light... Ah, no, it's Sui Jun! ”
Without waiting for the Zhou army digging the tunnel to react, the Sui soldiers drew their daggers and short knives, opened the breach and howled and rushed out.
The Zhou army dug tunnels with heavy casualties, followed by soldiers with short arms, who did not expect that the Sui army would dig tunnels outside the city to guard the rabbits and fail to protect the people.
The two sides fought each other in a bloody battle, and Liu Wu rushed forward with all his strength in the corpses of his companions and enemies, because by the dim light of the fire, he saw a long wooden box behind the Zhou soldiers.
No, there are at least three of them in the back, according to what the general said, what should be contained in it is thunder, and this is the means used by the Zhou army to attack the city, called "raising the coffin and making a fortune".
"Stop them!"
Zhou Bing saw Sui Bing's intentions, howled and tried his best to block, Liu Wu suffered several wounds, his face was cut open by a dagger, he staggered to break through the interception, and rushed to the wooden box.
There was a sound of footsteps at the other end of the tunnel, it was the Zhou soldiers who were carrying the soil to rush to reinforcements, Liu Wu and his companions did not hesitate any longer, swinging the scorching axe and slashing towards the wooden box.
As soon as he slashed, Liu Wu was knocked down by a Zhou soldier, and the two rolled on the ground, Zhou Bing plunged the dagger into Liu Wu's left eye socket, and Liu Wu put the burning axe on the other man's face, and when he screamed and let go, he blinded his eyes with his fingers.
Liu Wu endured the severe pain and got up, but his companion split the wooden box but was pierced in the face by a short spear thrown from the opposite side and then fell.
As a dead soldier, Liu Wu knew that his last moment had come, and the army had good food and drink, and what he wanted was for them to die with the enemy at this time.
Zhou Bing had already rushed over, he didn't hesitate, he waved his short axe and chopped down the cloth bag, and in an instant, the fire was great, and Liu Wu seemed to see the appearance of his family in the dazzling white light.
There was a muffled boom, and it came from the bottom of the outer part of the Hanging Gourd City, and the ground first arched upward, and then collapsed a little downward, forming a shallow pit with a little white smoke coming out.
The movement was drowned out in the shouts of the tide, the sky of stone bullets swept over the city walls, and the Zhou and Sui armies fought around the city, and countless lives fell, dyeing the mottled snow red. (To be continued.) )