Father can be an enemy to the country

The third day. At dawn, the supervising team drove the Luoluo people and began to attack the city.

This is an old trick of the Mongols. Since the time of Genghis Khan, they have used enslaved people to consume the enemy's army, waiting for the enemy to reveal their flaws, and then pounce on them like hungry wolves to seize the fruits of victory.

Although the afterglow of the ancestors is no longer there, the bad habit of not treating outsiders as human beings has not changed at all.

As usual, the Puding Department takes the lead. This is helping them take back the fort. If they don't go first, who will go first?

The ones dispatched today are young and middle-aged people. When we attack the city, we don’t just fill the trenches. The old, weak, sick and disabled are of no use at all. If the ladder is set up, they may not be able to climb it...

Secondly, how can there be so many old, weak, sick and disabled people in this era? It was all used up yesterday.

The morning breeze blew across Pingding Mountain, but it could not dissipate the strong smell of blood.

The young men of the Puding Department carried wooden planks and slowly approached Puding Fort.

Next to the ditch under the fort, the densely packed corpses still maintained the same posture as yesterday.

After just one night, those fresh corpses turned into blue-gray zombies, and their faces became more and more ferocious. There are also countless crows and raptors flying from the mountains and forests, enjoying this rare blood feast.

That's not right either. Because they had already enjoyed it once less than a month ago...

Some people vomited on the spot, but most of the soldiers were numb, because they would soon become one of the many corpses, and there was no need to overreact.

They carried wooden planks, walked through the battlefield full of dead bodies, came to the trench, put the wooden planks on the channel filled in yesterday, and were shot down by the whizzing javelins...

The soldiers at the back carried the ladder, screamed and stepped on the wooden planks, rushed across the trench, and tried to put the ladder up the fort wall.

Of course, the defenders on the fort couldn't let the enemy do what they wanted. They stretched out their long forked poles and tried their best to block the enemy's ladders from setting up the fort wall.

The advantage of the defender is reflected in all aspects, and this time is no exception. The defenders can place the forked pole on the arrow stack, which is very labor-saving with support.

The siege party could only hold the ladder high in the air, and had to overcome the weight of the ladder itself, which was unstable. The strength of several people could not match the strength of one person on the top of the city, so they naturally suffered a great loss.

What's even more tragic is that rocks continue to fall on top of the head. A wooden plank that can withstand spears is useless against stone.

A stone the size of a watermelon was thrown from the fort wall, smashing the wooden plank on their heads into pieces, and the arm holding the wooden plank was also directly broken.

But to say that the planks are completely useless, those soldiers who were directly hit and confused would probably not agree.

The local soldiers from Shuidong and Shuixi who were guarding the city also recognized that the attackers were from the Puding tribe, and they smashed them with great vigor. Because the other party had hit them like this before.

Things are changing, and it's time for the people of Puding tribe to taste the despair of attacking the city.

But the damage with stones was still small. They wanted to use wood, but the Ming soldiers did not allow it. The reason is that the quantity of wood is limited and you cannot get it back if you throw it away. Good steel must be used on the blade.

As a result, the whole morning was lively and noisy, but the Puding tribe did not even put up a ladder to the fort wall. When they heard the gongs of the defenders, they left hundreds of corpses and withdrew... But with the siege, To me, this intensity is really not enough.

Yaizhu, who had been staring closely at the battlefield, was not worried and said to the generals beside him: "The defenders are all local soldiers from the east and west of the river. At best, there are a few Ming troops mixed in, so they are useless."

"Yes, the barbarian soldiers know how to defend the city. Once the number of troops attacking the city increases, they will be in a hurry and full of flaws." A group of Mongolian generals agreed one after another, not caring about the expressions of the barbarian chieftains at the side.

"Let everyone have a full meal at noon, and attack the city from all sides at the same time in the afternoon." Yaizhu then ordered in a deep voice: "Each of the four families is responsible for one wall, day and night!"

Niuqi from the Puding tribe must have nothing to say, but Dangxiong and Minao from the Pu'an and Luoshan tribes were unwilling. They were originally here to help, but in the end they were responsible for half of the siege task. It is too unfair that an army of 20,000 Yuan can only attack one city wall.

Although he dared not complain out loud because of the intimidation, he was definitely filled with unhappiness.

"Whoever breaks the city first will be rewarded with a lot of money!" But Yaizhu settled them with just one sentence.

The King of Liang was able to dominate the southwest for more than ten years with the remnants of his fallen country, relying on his wealth and wealth. He has two major economic pillars, the tea-horse trade and Yunnan copper, each of which earns millions a year. He was willing to spend money, so that he could maintain such a large army and bribe many tribes in Yunnan.

Having money can make the devil push the mill, and having more money can make the mill push the ghost. For the sake of the heavy reward, Toxiong and Mino decided to be brave men and received the military order to attack the city.

Yaozhu then explained: "How can I deliberately conserve my strength when life or death is at stake? But I want to send a large army to block the entrance of the canyon to guard against reinforcements from the Ming Dynasty, so we cannot all invest in attacking the city. Otherwise, when the Ming army arrives, we will be outnumbered. Dumplings!”

"Will the Ming army really come?" Toxiong and Mino couldn't believe it.

Yaozhu understands their mood very well, because he always feels that the Ming army's attack is very far away, but the fact is the fact, not what you think will happen.

"Do you know why Aicui and Song Qin died? Because they wanted to be the vanguard for the Ming army and open the way to Yunnan." Yaozhu said in a deep voice:

"If it weren't for the Ming army arriving soon, would I be so anxious to recapture Puding Fort?"

The two of them nodded silently, looking at the dead bodies scattered all over Pingding Mountain, they felt that their questions were unnecessary.

"I will allocate five hundred archers to each of you to cover your attack on the city." Yaizhu said slowly.

The Yuan army is no longer the Mongolian soldiers that everyone was skilled in bow and horse. In fact, the Mongolian soldiers and Semu soldiers under King Liang's command were less than 20%. Most of them were barbarian soldiers of various ethnic groups recruited from Yunnan, as well as mercenaries hired from Tibet in Myanmar.

There were only 2,000 archers under Yaizhu, and he risked his life for victory.

When Tomaso and Mino heard that there were archers covering them, their confidence doubled, and they immediately declared loudly that they would go all out to win the first place!

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Not long after, the soldiers who had had lunch were taking a nap under the arrow stack.

Suddenly, a sharp police whistle sounded at the top of the city. This was an alarm that the enemy had begun to attack the city!

The defenders quickly turned around and looked up, only to see densely packed enemy troops attacking the city from all directions. Moreover, this time there were regular Yuan troops wearing green and black military uniforms, black tassels and armor, who also joined the siege team.

Even though they had been fighting for two days, they had never seen such a huge formation. They knew at a glance that the Yuan army was going to get serious now.

The soldiers were discussing among themselves. Suddenly, a soldier who was standing on the arrow stack and looking out covered his face and screamed, and fell down on his back.

When everyone took a look, a long arrow was inserted into the chest of the soldier...

"Lancel needle arrow! Mongolian archer!" Immediately, a Ming army soldier recognized the owner of the arrow.