Zhu Shuang transmigrated into the body of the second son of the Old Zhu family in the Great Ming Dynasty. Right from the start, he was expelled from the capital for stealing something from Xu Miaoy...
Guanyinnu was almost furious at Zhu Chong's incomprehensible words. In her opinion, Zhu Chong was just trying to save face and suffer in vain.
The battle for the main city wall of Songming has already begun. She just saw with her own eyes the familiar Mongolian soldier's helmet emerging from the battlement.
Although the city wall was cut down by Zhu Chong's soldiers who had been on high alert, more Mongolian soldiers came down from the ladders, revealing their sharp scimitars and ferocious faces.
After a brief contact, some former Yuan soldiers had already jumped onto the battlement walls, and some had even climbed onto the city walls. The most brutal hand-to-hand combat finally began.
Yu Jin and his heavily armored soldiers were suppressed by the Yuan soldiers attacking the city on the other side. He had at least thirty ladders and thousands of Yuan soldiers attacking him, leaving him no time to take care of other things.
The most effective defenders of the city walls now are only the archers on the sides, who can help the defensive soldiers facing the enemy head-on and relieve some of the pressure. However, the siege of the Yuan army has reached a white-hot stage.
With Darima's order, the Mongolian arrows, which had been silent for a long time, flew onto the city wall again.
It was an indiscriminate attack. The former Yuan soldiers and the officers and soldiers defending the city looked at the rain of arrows falling from the sky in disbelief. The long arrows pierced through the bodies of one person after another with a whistling sound.
Countless arrows took away lives, and Yu Jin, who was leading the heavily armored soldiers and struggling to hold on, was dumbfounded.
But after being shocked, Yu Jin became even angrier. He roared and led his soldiers to kill the Yuan soldiers who were about to rush onto the city wall again.
It has to be said that Darima was too eager for success. He wanted to win in one go, but he underestimated human nature.
Darima's indiscriminate attack made everyone finally understand that the cruelty of the former Yuan people was beyond everyone's imagination. If such people broke into the city, no one would be left alive.
With a common hatred for the enemy, the defending officers and soldiers began to support the city wall regardless of casualties. The hand-to-hand combat became more and more brutal. The former Yuan soldiers who climbed up to the city wall were quickly chopped into pieces and thrown off the city wall.
Darima, who was far away, saw this with a gloomy look in his eyes. The resolute resistance of Songming City was somewhat beyond his expectations. His plan of defeating the enemy in one fell swoop was completely ruined. In desperation, he could only order the archers to stop shooting and reorganize the army to fight again.
Finally, they repelled the enemy's frenzied attack. Watching the Yuan soldiers retreating like a tide below the city, the officers and soldiers on the city wall gave a deafening cheer. Everyone raised their weapons high and shouted loudly, venting the emotions that had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time.
Yu Jin did not rest. He quickly counted the situation on the city wall and then rushed to the Victory Tower.
"How are the casualties?" Zhu Chong had just made a bet with Guanyin Nu, and the former Yuan soldiers were repelled on the main city wall, which made him in a good mood.
"Reporting to my lord, preliminary statistics show that over 800 people were killed, including 63 heavily armored soldiers killed and 45 seriously injured."
"So many?" Zhu Chong was a little surprised. In one enemy attack, more than one-fifth of the most elite heavy armored soldiers were killed or wounded. If this happened a few more times, the entire heavy armored army would be wiped out.
"My lord, the heavy armored soldiers and the city defenders are all participating in a battle for the first time and lack experience in fighting the enemy. Therefore, there were quite a lot of unnecessary casualties in the battle just now. I believe that the enemy's next wave of attack will definitely not be as severe as before."
Zhu Chong waved his hand and said, "Send the heavy armored soldiers down to rest. Send the reserve troops. Send a thousand men first. Tell your soldiers not to rush around on the city wall."
Zhu Chong only mentioned Jin briefly as to the problem. After all, he was a professional and it was enough for him to just talk about the problems he saw. As for letting the heavy armored soldiers come down, it was also out of consideration for the upcoming war.
There are only so many elite soldiers. If they are all killed in one go, it will be a huge blow to morale. Zhu Chong must consider the overall situation. Anyway, he has little on hand now, but he has a lot of people, including a thousand-man reserve force, which he has prepared for Yu Jin!
So, for the entire afternoon, the Yuan soldiers were unable to climb up the main city wall of Songming as they had done before.
Darima, who was outside the city, had red eyes. He stared coldly at the battlefield where corpses were piled up like mountains, his teeth clenched, but he said nothing.
Throughout the afternoon, his troops launched six consecutive attacks on Songming City, but were still unable to capture the main city wall.
Looking at the gradually darkening sky above, Darima angrily cracked his whip and said, "Blow the horn! Retreat! Return to camp!"
The long sound of the ox horn resounded throughout the battlefield. Upon hearing the sound, the Yuan soldiers who were attacking the city finally breathed a sigh of relief and immediately retreated from all parts of Songming City like a tide.
Darima looked at the intact Songming city wall indignantly, and suddenly said to his deputy general: "It seems that the Ming Dynasty people guarding the city are quite capable. We actually underestimated them."
The deputy general smiled casually, "Don't worry, sir. It's just a coincidence. They only have so many soldiers, and we've already lost so many today. It's a miracle that they can hold on today. Tomorrow, your flag will surely be flying on the top of Songming City!"
After hearing the deputy general's words, Darima's cold expression finally showed signs of breaking the ice. His deputy general was very good at talking.
This is indeed the case. Siege is a war of attrition. Although the defenders have the advantage of the city walls, it ultimately depends on the quality of the soldiers and the determination of the attackers.
Judging from these two aspects, Zhu Chong’s army has exposed many weaknesses in Songming City today, and the Yuan soldiers have taken advantage of it and severely exhausted their opponents.
As long as we continue like this tomorrow, we can kill Zhu Chong just by wasting our energy.
Zhu Chong was standing on the main city wall at this moment, watching the former Yuan soldiers outside the city slowly retreat to the camp, and then looked at the tragic situation on the main city wall.
Today's fierce battle was within his expectations, but the cruelty was a little beyond his expectations. He could no longer remember how many reserve troops he had deployed to the main city wall, so he was now eager to know how many soldiers he had left to fight tomorrow.
At this moment, Yu Jin stood in front of the battlements of the city wall with lifeless eyes, looking at the retreating Yuan soldiers in the distance, his eyes full of murderous intent and anger.
There were corpses all around him. They were the soldiers he had brought with him, and now they had all become corpses. This made him feel so sad that he almost burst into tears.
"Wen Ze, what are the casualties?" Zhu Chong knew that his question was cruel, but he asked it anyway.
A kind person cannot command an army. Since you have chosen to survive in this troubled world, separation and death are inevitable.
"Four reserve teams, plus the original three thousand people on the city wall, excluding the heavy armored soldiers, there are less than three thousand people who can still fight!" Yu Jin spit out a number dejectedly.
"What?" More than four thousand people were lost in one afternoon, which means that all the reserve troops he sent to the city wall were killed. Zhu Chong found it difficult to accept this fact for a while.
Even if he could receive more than 10,000 "rewards" from the system a day, it was impossible to recruit those people to be used as soldiers immediately. Yu Jin had only trained less than 20,000 soldiers in recent days.
Most of them have only learned the basic skills, and this is evident from today’s casualties in combat.