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Volume 7: Laughing and Talking about Drinking the Blood of the Huns Chapter 18: Shared Enemies

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    On the battlefield where the Anxi Army, the Dangxiang Army and the Han infantry were mixed together, the hussars led by Xingu looked like tigers down the mountain, while the surrounding Dangxiang troops looked more like a pack of wolves. Although they could not stop the hussars from galloping and clashing at once,  But he always looks for opportunities to come forward and bite him. He uses the strength of the crowd to bleed the tiger, bite it until it is covered with bruises, and then swarm it.  The Han infantry was undoubtedly the weakest party. Facing the Dangxiang troops coming from all directions, they could only fight back. More Xiang troops and civilians crowded together and tried their best to attack Lingzhou. In the process, there were constant  Some people fell behind, screaming and falling into the blood-soaked dust, never to get up again.

    The Huanzhou Xiang army and civilians had originally determined to die, but now they had a chance to survive, and they fought with all their might to move forward. The surroundings seemed to be in an illusive hell, and the endless party of party cavalry seemed to be on the grassland.  The wolves were roaming around on horseback and shooting from the outside, while the ones in front were constantly trying to separate and disperse the Han troops who had gathered together. If the Han troops hadn't been so close together, they would have become meat under the iron hooves. Several times  , the outer layer of the Xiang army resisting the Dangxiang cavalry army was about to collapse. The Hussars suddenly appeared on the flank of the Dangxiang army, disrupting the attack of the Dangxiang people. In the end, they just fought each other and advanced. I don¡¯t know how much time passed.  Arrive in front of Lingzhou City.

    These ragtag Xiang troops, holding some civilians hostage, were attacked and intercepted by a large group of Dangxiang cavalry, and they rolled all the way to the Lingzhou city tower, which shocked Qian Qingzhi greatly. Although he was attacked at the critical moment many times,  There was help from the hussars led by Xingu, but there is no doubt that the ability to persist until the last moment was due to the will of these infantrymen to survive in death.  There was no infantry stationed in Lingzhou originally, and both the Hussars and Duhan armies had developed the habit of looking down upon the infantry. At this moment, Qian Qingzhi somewhat understood why an infantry such as the Jiaorong Army was able to overwhelm Saibei.

    "Captain Qian, there are many party members below waiting to snatch the city gate. Do you still want to open the city gate?"

    Qian Qingzhi looked solemnly at the rebels under the city tower. More and more Han infantry were crowded together in front of the city gate. Surrounded by them were a large number of party members' cavalry. Further behind, the hussars led by Commander Xingu  The army was still fighting with the party's cavalry that was catching up.  Farther away was the Dangxiang Army camp that had experienced a night of tumultuous fighting. It was already in chaos. Many tribes and state troops were trying their best to snatch more belongings from the burning tents. Mountains of luggage were burning.  , but not many people actively put out the fire.

    "Open the city gate!" "Please, open the city gate quickly!" The Han army that barely rushed to the front of Lingzhou City had fought to the point of collapse, but still gritted its teeth and fought fiercely with the surrounding Dangxiang cavalry, "  Quickly open the city gate!" Wanjian, the Marquis of Huanzhou Army, couldn't believe it. On such a chaotic battlefield, the Lingzhou defenders actually slowly opened the city gate. The Han army leaning on the city gate pinched a small number of party items.  The cavalry troops could hardly hold back their momentum and poured into Wengcheng.

    "Come on, rush in and capture Lingzhou!" The Dangxiang tribe leader near the city gate shouted with joy and rushed towards Wengcheng with all his strength.

    In a short period of time, more than 3,000 Han troops and more than 1,000 party cavalry rushed into the Wengcheng, pushing and slashing each other, and huddled together.  In the narrow environment surrounded by city walls, the Han army had the upper hand. From time to time, party cavalrymen were pulled off their horses and became dead souls under the sword in an instant.

    The four walls of Wengcheng were densely covered with archers selected from the shady houses of Lingzhou.  "When shooting arrows, you need to be calm and calm. Your left hand should not be too stiff. If it becomes stiff, it will shake. Your right hand should pull the string quickly. You should hold your breath when shooting the arrow to avoid losing your accuracy. Here, it's like this." Shopkeeper Sun rambled on.  , while quickly pulling out the bow string, an arrow shot down the city head like lightning. In the urn city, which was illuminated by torches, a bald and braided party cavalry covered his throat and dismounted.  Sun Gouzi had no expression on his face and said to the two apprentices beside him: "Dang Xiang is riding a horse, remember to shoot at the head and throat, so as not to hurt your own people easily." At the same time, arrows rained down from the four sides of the urn city.  Many Han people were accidentally injured, but most of those who were hit by arrows were Dangxiang soldiers on horseback. Especially the Dangxiang soldiers who were still pouring in from the city gate were hit by oncoming crossbows.  Back away, those behind huddle together.

    "Golden juice and boiling oil!" Qian Qingzhi ordered, and the sergeants worked together to push dozens of large clay pots. Inside were already hot dung juice and boiling oil. They were pouring down inside and outside the city gate cave.  There was a sound of howling ghosts and wolf howling above the heads of the party's cavalry, and the men and horses were immediately burned beyond recognition.  Seeing the corpses of people and horses piled up at the gate of the city, Qian Qingzhi ordered the sergeant to pour down the strong fire oil and ignite it. After burning for more than an hour, the corpses were burned out, and then he slowly closed the outer city gate with the winch on the tower.  The corpses that were burned like coke were crushed by the huge city gate wrapped in pig iron, and turned into powder and ashes with bursts of creaking sounds.

    Xingu saw that the Han army had retreated into Wengcheng, QianWhen Qingzhi was able to cope with the Dangxiang's siege of the city, he stopped entangled with the surrounding Dangxiang cavalry and led the cavalry around the city, retreating through the north gate and back to Lingzhou City.

    Commander Xingu used force to pull out several arrows from the gaps in his armor. He took off his helmet and felt dizzy.  All the hussars were exhausted and out of breath, but regardless of fatigue, they jumped off their horses one after another. The general first carefully checked whether the horses were injured. The horses were half the life of the cavalry.  Compared with chasing horse thieves and tribesmen on the grassland for ten days, the brief but intense rush back and forth among tens of thousands of cavalry just now consumed more energy.

    After counting the number of people, there were only more than 1,200 riders left, and the other brothers were all killed in the enemy's formation.  Qian Qingzhi also sent a sergeant to report that the number of Han troops who had returned to Wengcheng was less than 3,000. Xingu felt sad. No one compared the number of Han troops lost with the number of rescued Han troops.  made.

    This noisy night ended in the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood.  At dawn the next day, the party's cavalry led the remaining mutinous Han people, about 5,000 people, to the front of Lingzhou City and slaughtered them one by one outside the crossbow range of the Lingzhou defenders.

    Hearing the hoarse screams of the Han people and the cruel laughter of the party members below the tower, Colonel Qian Qingzhi's face turned livid, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. After all the Han people were executed, he solemnly ordered: "  Take the party members captured in Wengcheng to the tower and chop them down!"

    The Hussars lost a lot of troops yesterday. More than 1,700 sergeants were killed. Commander Xingu was wounded in seven places. Four lieutenants died in the battle. Twenty-five centurions were killed. All the sergeants hated the party members.  , when the more than 300 party members who rushed into the urn city yesterday were escorted to the tower, they beheaded the more than 10,000 party troops who had not withdrawn outside and threw them into the city.

    "Bah!" Qian Qingzhi spat hard in the direction in which the party members were retreating.

    After experiencing a mutiny by the Han army and a night attack by the Hussars, the camp of the Dingnan Army was in a mess.  There were lying corpses of Han and Party members everywhere, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

    The heavy losses in the fierce battle last night left the Dingnan Army with no energy to attack Lingzhou again.  Not only were they killed and injured by the mutinous Han army and the hussars who attacked by surprise, but more of the party troops were trampled on each other. After dawn, various ministries reported that over a thousand people had died.  The army was most afraid of the plague and had no time to distinguish whether they were Han or Party members. They kept moving the corpses outside the camp and piled them into a pile and burned them.

    "The Han camp was originally close to the place where the baggage was piled. Last night they set fire everywhere and burned most of the fodder and grain. The tribe's own straw horses were nothing, and the Qingtang Dashi horse that Tie Yao was riding was gone.  , then we cannot fight." Po Chaowu frowned and said to Li Jifeng, "The iron kites of Suiyinzhou accidentally kicked the whirlwind gunners camp, and more than 200 gunners were killed, and only less than fifty remained."

    "What?" Li Jifeng dropped the silver cup on the ground, "These old dogs did it on purpose!" "Sir, for now, I'm afraid we have to retreat first." He added cautiously.  If the fight continues like this, I'm afraid that Xiazhou headquarters' troops will become weaker and weaker, which will allow Li Jiqian and others to fish in troubled waters.

    In Wengcheng, the Huanzhou Xiang soldiers and civilians who were lucky enough to survive were sitting on the ground. Those who could hold on until now were mostly strong and strong, and they only suffered minor injuries.

    On the tower of the city, the Lingzhou military basket hung down with flour cakes, drinking water and gold medicine. Everyone wrapped some randomly around each other and mixed some food with the water.  After a while, Colonel Qian Qingzhi, on behalf of the Lingzhou garrison, came down in a bamboo basket to negotiate with the remaining troops in Wengcheng, and told them that they might have to live in Wengcheng until the main force of the Anxi Army arrived.

    "We still have many brothers who have fallen outside the city." Yuhou Wanjian was still worried about the possibility. After thanking him, he inquired about the details.  Qian Qingzhi was silent for a long time and whispered: "Now there are only Dangxiang people left outside the city." More than 20,000 lives were lost, most of them were ordinary people with families, and they were all fellow villagers in the Huanqing area. It is conceivable that  I know that not long after, every family in Huanqing was in mourning and everyone paid homage to the miserable scene.

    After Sergeant Anxi made clear the tragic scene outside the city with gestures on the city tower, all the soldiers and civilians in the urn city fell into silence.  When grief and anger reach a certain level, it is like a silent volcano.

    In the tower, Xingu was lying on a bench, enduring the pain of cleaning many wounds with salt water, while giving instructions to the school captain Qian Qingzhi.  Zhu Huilan frowned, as if she was in more pain than Xingu. She carefully bandaged his wound with a cloth soaked in potion, and then put a robe with the smell of potion on him.  During the siege of Lanzhou, she was one of the right-hand assistants beside her mistress, and she also accumulated a lot of experience in bandaging gold wounds.  The Hussars have been fighting with horse thieves from the surrounding grassland tribes for many years. In terms of experience and care in caring for the wounded, the ladies of the sergeants in Lingzhou City are no less than the doctors in the Central Plains.

    "The Dangxiang people have not attacked the city for two or three days. They seem to have the intention of retreating. Should we pursue them?" Qian Qingzhi hesitated.  Xingu frowned.The soldiers retreated early, which was inconsistent with Chen De's intention of luring the enemy to fight under the city of Lingzhou. However, the strength of the hussar army was a little weaker. "Send a few hundred troops to stay far behind. Lingzhou cannot afford to lose.  If my lord's army arrives in time, they may be able to catch up with Li Jifeng."

    There was a faint sound of singing in the city. Xingu frowned. During the war, noise was prohibited in the city. He asked: "Which branch of the shady house is this unruly?" Qian Qingzhi replied: "It's the one in Wengcheng.  The soldiers and civilians in Guanzhongxiang are paying homage to their fallen comrades." Xingu nodded: "Then let them go and ask what else they need. They can only be placed in the inner city to avoid chaos." Qian Qingzhi obeyed the order.  go out.  The urn was very close to the city tower. Xingu heard the heroic and generous singing, but he couldn't quite understand it, so he tilted his head and asked Zhu Huilan, "What are they singing?" Zhu Huilan listened carefully for a moment, and vaguely heard "How can it be said that there are no clothes?"  ? We share the same robe with you." He said softly: "It is the war song of the old Qin people, talking about the friendship between brothers." Xingu nodded and listened carefully.

    "When the king set up an army, he repaired my spear and halberd. I have the same enemy with you! How can you say that I have no clothes? I share the same river with you. When the king set up an army, I repaired my spear and halberd. I worked together with you! How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same clothes with you. King  I am raising an army and repairing my armor. I will go with you!"

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