After more than ten rounds of attacks, Shuozhou City remains unmoved.
After discussing for a while, King Zhelan and King Loufan decided to continue the siege.
The last time King Zhelan attacked Shuozhou City, he almost captured it. However, news came that Zhao Muyun had captured King Zhelan's wife, children and elders, so Zhelan had to give up the siege.
This time, the spies of Huyan Gu, the prime minister of King Zhelan, had found out that Zhao Muyun had left Shuozhou and was being tried in the capital.
The people guarding Shuozhou were Han Zhong, Zhong Dahu, Wang Tiezhu and others.
Zhao Muyun's two wives are both in Shuozhou City.
King Zhelan knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for revenge.
For King Loufan, the battle of Weizhou resulted in the loss of five thousand warriors due to flooding, which was an extremely heavy loss.
Upon hearing that Zhao Muyun was no longer in Shuozhou, he did not hesitate to mobilize all the tribes in the grasslands south of the desert, plus other affiliated tribes, and the troops supported by the Northern Di Chanyu, a total of 20,000 troops.
Then he sent 10,000 troops to attack Weizhou, and another 10,000 troops to join forces with King Zhelan and march south to Shuozhou.
This time, they are determined to win.
The sun was scorching hot over Shuozhou City, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
Twenty thousand Tartars gathered four thousand men and launched a fierce attack on the four gates of Shuozhou.
After many days of preparation, the Tartars used siege equipment such as catapults and battering rams, and launched a fierce attack.
Han Zhong leaned against the parapet, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the dark mass of Tartars surging up like a tide below the city.
"Old Han!" Zhong Dahu, his lips cracked and peeling, came over and said in a hoarse voice, "The Tartars are attacking again, and we don't have enough manpower!"
"The gap at the East Gate is completely unblockable! The brothers guarding the gap have suffered heavy losses!"
The main force defending Shuozhou was the 3,000 soldiers and horses of Zhong Dahu, the commander of Shuozhou Zhechoufu.
Nine hundred cavalrymen and one hundred Modao swords are Han Zhong's trump cards, and he will not use them easily until the last moment.
In addition, the two troops of Lin Feng and Tian Qing were also used at the last moment.
Defense and counterattack, this is Han Zhong’s plan to defend the city.
Use Shuozhou's city defense to wear down the exhausted Tartar army, and then counterattack!
Han Zhong didn't say anything, but just stood up suddenly.
The violent movement pulled the wound, causing his vision to go black. His tall body swayed, and a guard next to him hurriedly used his body to hold him back.
"dismantle!"
Han Zhong's voice seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his parched throat, carrying the smell of rust and blood, but it was firm and resolute, "Tear down all the collapsed houses behind the gap!"
"Beams, pillars, door panels... everything that can be moved, bring it to the top of the city wall! Quick!"
The order was passed among the defenders with unquestionable ferocity.
Soldiers and young and strong civilians who were temporarily conscripted stumbled towards the pile of rubble.
Without tools, they had to dig with their bloody hands and carry the work on their shoulders.
The heavy beams bent my back and the rough wood pierced my palms.
On the city wall, the broken fragments of the sword were deeply inserted into the gaps between the bricks and stones, and the curled blade still pointed stubbornly towards the city.
An old soldier with a broken leg leaned against the cold brick wall, chewing a few dry grass roots with difficulty, his cloudy eyes looking at the gray sky.
"Captain...how long can we hold on..." a half-grown child beside him asked tremblingly.
Han Zhong turned around suddenly, and his eyes, despite his blood-stained face, were surprisingly bright.
"Listen up!"
Han Zhong's voice suddenly rose. "Although Lord Zhao is far away in the capital, he has sent us news that 5,000 reinforcements are on the way!"
"Once the reinforcements arrive, it will be the day for our counterattack. We will return all the frustrations we have suffered these days to the Tartars!"
Han Zhong originally planned to let Zhong Dahu hold on for ten days, so that the Tartars outside the city would be exhausted, and then he could launch a counterattack with Lin Feng and Tian Qing, which would be more lethal.
But although Zhong Dahu's Shuozhou Army had undergone reorganization and training, the time was too tight, so how could it compare to the elite Yinzhou Army?
However, Zhao Muyun sent a letter by carrier pigeon, saying that 5,000 soldiers from the three prefectures of Hedong Road were coming to support, so the time of the counterattack could be advanced, and the chances of success of the counterattack were increased a little.
Although it was not expected that the 5,000 soldiers could inflict heavy damage on the Tartars, they were a timely help to Han Zhong's counterattack plan.
"Strong crossbows as spearheads, Mo Dao as shields, flesh and blood as a fortress! Even if we fight to the last soldier, we will not allow the Tartars to set foot on the top of Shuozhou City!"
"This is the military order given to us by Lord Zhao! This is also our instruction to the people of Shuozhou! Do you hear me?"
"Hold on to the death! Hold on to the death!" A hoarse but earth-shaking roar erupted from the ruined city wall.
Zhao Muyun's promise that reinforcements would arrive in five days was like a shot of adrenaline for the Shuozhou army, igniting the light in the eyes of the defenders.
The demolition of the house became faster. The thick beams were lifted up by everyone and smashed hard at the Tatars who tried to climb the damaged city wall.
In the absence of arrows, rolling logs and stones served as weapons; when the boiling oil and gold liquid ran out, molten copper, with a blinding red heat, poured over the city walls, and suddenly there were shrill howls and the stench of burnt human flesh.
Every inch of the city wall became a grinding mill. The defenders used their teeth, nails, broken bones, and any limbs that could still move to resist the influx of enemies.
Five days later, it will be the end of the Tartars.
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"The King of Jin has asked the Governor of Hedong to dispatch 5,000 troops to aid Shuozhou!"
In the imperial study, the smell of ambergris was blown away by a strong murderous aura.
In the darkness, the cold voice of Xiao Wuying, the commander-in-chief of the Longcha Division, rang out.
The eunuch Cao Chunfeng, who held the seal, and the eunuch Lu Chunfang, who served as the chief eunuch of the Imperial Household Department, stood by, each with a different expression.
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