Chapter 773 Young General vs. Rich Lady 75
Master Xuanjiu came in a long robe, waving a folding fan.
He was not a Northern Rong person and did not know the Northern Rong etiquette. Even when meeting the Great Khan, he would not bow down or kneel. When he met the eldest prince, he just nodded symbolically and sat down calmly.
There was no good news from the front line, and Hedan was full of anger and went to Xuan Jiu Zhenren, "Countless Beirong warriors were killed and wounded, but Zhenren is not anxious at all! The vanguard has lost 50,000 soldiers, and I, with 250,000 soldiers in the center, have also lost 60,000 to 70,000!"
"You said that the gunpowder was nothing to worry about, and told me to attack the city without any hesitation. Now there is no progress at all. I suspect that you are a spy sent by Weiguo to deliberately consume the Beirong troops and treat the lives of Beirong warriors as a joke!"
"If we lose this battle, I will kill you as a sacrifice!"
Xuan Jiu sneered in his heart. These idiots only knew how to risk their lives when attacking the city. They didn’t use their brains. They deserved to die!
The Beirong people were simple-minded but strong-limbed. Without his advice, they would not have been able to reach Pingyang City so quickly, and Huo Yuanyi would not have died.
Apart from threatening to kill people, this eldest prince has no other skills.
Xuan Jiu waved his folding fan, looking calm, "Prince, calm down. There will definitely be casualties in a war. As long as we capture Pingyang City, there is nothing to worry about in other places!"
"Please look, my great prince. These are fragments found on the battlefield. There is still black liquid inside. I have tested it and it will burn when it comes into contact with fire. It is difficult to extinguish. There is also the gunpowder powder that General Tulu risked his life to bring back. It is also flammable and will explode when it comes into contact with fire. It is extremely powerful!"
Hedan interrupted Xuanjiu impatiently, "Of course I know how powerful it is. What's the point of you bragging about it? Can you conjure up such a weapon now to help our army attack the city?"
Xuan Jiu choked. Of course he couldn't do it! He was just good at divination and strategy, but he was not a god!
"Please be patient, my prince. Just give me some time and I will be able to make it in the future. After that, I would like to ask all the generals to collect more black oil and gunpowder so that I can study it carefully."
"There is indeed more gunpowder in Pingyang City than I thought, but there is a way to crack it."
Xuan Jiu Zhenren wrote a big word "fire" with a brush and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, a sharp weapon can hurt others and yourself. Since there are flammable and explosive objects in the city, we can use fire to burn the city. The Huo family army will suffer the consequences. Once they are all dead, we can attack them."
Hedan clapped his hands and laughed, "Great! This is a great plan! Master Xuanjiu is indeed a hermit master. No wonder father trusts you so much. You are truly wise and resourceful!"
"If you can capture Pingyang City today, I will make you a marquis of ten thousand households! I will reward you with the most abundant pastures and cattle and sheep!"
Xuan Jiu cupped his hands and smiled calmly, "I came out of seclusion not for these mundane things, but to promote the general trend of the world! The monarchs of the six countries are foolish and unjust, the royal family of Xia is weak, and treacherous ministers are in power. The truly talented people are depressed and cannot display their talents."
"Although I was born in the Central Plains, I cannot stand those hypocritical and dirty things. Rong is strong in both military and horses. Abandoning the six kingdoms and supporting Rong is my lifelong wish!"
Hedan laughed loudly, "The Immortal is indeed extraordinary! Unlike those pedantic people, they refused to surrender despite my repeated persuasion, and finally ended up with their heads and bodies separated. They deserved it! If all the people in the Central Plains were as sensible as the Immortal, there would be no need to worry about not achieving great things!"
"Archers, get ready, prepare the fire, cover the entire wall with arrows, and cover the infantry's charge!"
Someone suggested: "If we are attacking from a distance, we might as well withdraw the people near the city wall first, otherwise they will also be burned to death if the fire starts."
Master Xuan Jiu smiled but said nothing. He would not say anything that would offend others. As long as Hedan was not a fool, he would be able to figure out the interests involved. It all depended on how Hedan made the choice.
Hedan reacted quickly and frowned, saying, "Huo Xiao is cunning. If he sees us withdrawing our troops, he will definitely be on guard, and the effect of the fire attack will not be good."
"Pass the order down, continue the attack, don't delay! Those who accomplish great things don't care about trivial matters. If anyone dares to disobey orders and spread the news recklessly, I will immediately chop off his head as a sacrifice!"
The generals in the camp dared not speak anymore.
Tuolu was Hedan's confidant, so naturally he grabbed the task of commanding the archers. He was far away, safe, and could also make meritorious contributions.
The others could only make arrangements reluctantly. While the men below charged forward, they would just command from the rear. No one would be stupid enough to throw their own life away.
The Beirong people launched a more fierce attack!
There is still half of the explosives left, so they will definitely be able to survive today. Throwing explosives is much easier than close combat. The Huo family soldiers are still relatively energetic, so they will have no problem defending the city wall.
Ji Yunhuan was on his way to a banquet when he muttered, "I'm so tired! Making money is so tiring. Spending money is more comfortable!"
"I should be able to go back tomorrow. The second batch of explosives will be arriving soon. I will send it to you then. Ok, I won't say any more. It will be here soon. Bye~"
A flaming arrow shot into Pingyang City.
It is also difficult to shoot arrows from the bottom up. The city walls are high, and one has to rush to at least the vicinity of the moat before one can shoot arrows in. However, the Huo family army will also throw explosives down, and it would be good if one out of ten arrows can be shot in.
More arrows fell outside the city wall, burning the Northern Rong people.
There was a wailing sound under the city wall. The Huo family army saved some Molotov cocktails and did not have to fight themselves, but a large number of Beirong people were killed.
Although only one in ten arrows survived, the Beirong people were too numerous and a fire started on the city wall.
Many soldiers were burned and were carried away one after another.
The Beirong people were still attacking the city, so the Huo family army could not retreat and could only try their best to put out the fire.
With a loud crash, gasoline leaked out from somewhere, and a raging fire suddenly broke out on the city wall, and a large section of the wall was engulfed in flames.
Huo Xiao immediately ordered, "Move the gasoline down. Don't make Molotov cocktails on the city wall. It's fast, but it's too risky. Let the laborers in Beidaying prepare it and send it over!"
"Bring the explosion-proof box over here, put the explosives in it and store them well. Use them carefully and don't use them where there is a fire. Their focus now is not on attacking the city, but on burning us to death. They don't even care about their own lives!"
"Go get the fire extinguisher and put out the fire as soon as possible!"
Although they were prepared, as more and more arrows were shot in, the fire grew bigger and bigger. Fortunately, there was no explosion, otherwise the Beirong people would have taken the opportunity to climb up and they would have been unable to hold on.
When the people in the city saw the flames rising into the sky, they tried their best to carry water to the city gate, but the Beirong people continued their fire attack. As the fire grew stronger, they could not suppress it at all.
“If only it could rain!”
"There is a severe drought in the world. How can it rain? If it weren't for the gods sending water, I don't know how many people would die of thirst."
"Yes! Let's go and pray to the gods. The last earthquake killed tens of thousands of Beirong people. The gods have boundless magical powers and will definitely be able to call the wind and rain!"
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