At the end of Song Dynasty: I want to be the master of ZTE

Chapter 205 Pulling Out the City
In the spring of March, the willows are green and the flowers are red, and a small flower outside Xiangyang City is particularly bright.

tata tao~
The sound of hurried footsteps gradually approached, and within a moment, the big foot fell down and stepped on the little flower into the mud.

In the fierce fighting in January, his brothers suffered more than [-] casualties. Yuan Dazhong did not care about a mere flower. He led his troops past the razed city wall and immediately entered the trench.

Not long after walking along the trench, I heard someone in front shouting: "Make way."

The soldier consciously leaned to the side, and then watched silently as the military doctor carried away the injured Zepao.

Seeing that morale was a little low, Yuan Dazhong said: "Brothers, the last battle is here. Victory is right in front of us. Don't waver."

After more than a month of hard fighting, both sides were exhausted. Coupled with heavy casualties, morale was naturally low.

The Song army was better because they were the dominant side, while the Yuan army was surrounded and could only hold on with its last breath.

When we got to the front, we saw the musketeers all holding their heads high.

Even though they were in absolutely safe places most of the time, the musketeers still suffered more than [-] losses, but their morale was still high at this time, and others could not help but look at them.

It has to be said that the emperor's hard work was not wrong, and the grown-up bodyguards can indeed take on important responsibilities.

Yu Zhanchi came over and said, "Yuan Tongzhi, our troops have been ordered to cooperate with your troops in attacking."

"Thank you." Yuan Dazhong said: "The trench is narrow and is not conducive to the performance of the army. Give me two musketeers each."

"Three, fire alternately to ensure continuity." Yu Zhanchi replied.

"Yes." Yuan Dazhong responded and quickly organized.

12 people, four sword and shield men can block the front, two spearmen are responsible for blocking and killing, two heavy ax men deal with heavy armor, and the crossbowmen who were originally the main output are replaced by spears.

After leaving a hundred gunmen, Yu Zhanchi asked the remaining musketeers to go to the ground to prevent the Yuan army from jumping over the wall in a hurry.

"Brothers, with the help of musketeers, the Tartars must die, kill!" Yuan Dazhong led the attack after a little mobilization.

"Kill~" More than two thousand soldiers were divided into eight teams and slowly advanced along the trench.

"Brothers, hold on!" Bo Luohuan drew his sword in his hand and shouted: "The Great Khan promised to provide generous compensation to those who died in the war, so that our family will not suffer from hunger and cold. Today's decisive battle, I will lead the fight. , nothing but death!"

"Kill!" Yuan Bing shouted in response.

At this time, there were still more than [-] Yuan troops in the city, but they were divided into five parts. They could not support each other and fought independently. Unless the Yuan troops did not want to join forces, the artillery was really sharp and they could not break through and block them.

Not a moment later, Yuan Dazhong turned the corner, and a gun from the opposite side pierced the shield.

bang~
As soon as the fire flashed, the Yuan Bing fell down immediately.

In order to prevent this guy from committing suicide and injuring others, Yuan Dazhong took a stab and continued to advance.

After taking a few steps, a group of Yuan soldiers rushed out and collided with the Song army.

Listening to the sudden fierce shouts and continuous gunshots in the distance, Lu Wenfu looked at Oruch and said: "The Song army besieged the marshal, how should we respond?"

"Kill out. Even if you can't support the marshal, you can still force the Song army to divide its troops." Oruch gritted his teeth.

For half a month, Oruch was really fed up with squatting in the ditch like a mouse, without seeing the sun all day long.

Lu Wenfu said: "Now that morale has dropped, please general lead the troops to attack, and I will lead the army to follow."

"Yes." Oruchi agreed.

He originally thought that Lu Wenfu would choose an opportunity to surrender, but he did not want to keep inciting his subordinates to fight. Even if many soldiers surrendered, he would not waver. Now that he is at the end of his rope, Oruchi is not afraid of Lu Wenfu's betrayal.

Watching Oruch leave, the guard asked in a low voice: "General, do you really want to be buried here with the Tatars?" Lu Wenfu said: "If you want to surrender, I won't stop you, but I can't be a slave of the third surname. "

"General, in the early years when the Tatars were in power, surrendering was just a matter of fate. Now that the situation has reversed, it is natural to surrender to the Song Dynasty.

Moreover, the general is a Han and has always been underestimated by the Tartars. At this time, it is natural for Shuoyuan to be replaced. "

The guard's voice became louder unconsciously, and the soldiers on the left and right heard it and urged Lu Wenfu to surrender.

They were originally cannon fodder to block the gap, but the Song army did not attack the gap, but directly blew up an entire city wall, so there were not many casualties.

However, casualties were unavoidable in the fierce fighting, and with the surrenders one after another, the eight thousand soldiers were now less than two thousand.

"You can take care of yourself, don't worry about me." Lu Wenfu picked up his knife and walked forward.

I looked around but didn't follow him, so I planned to wait and see.

When Lu Wenfu arrived at the front, he saw Oruch charging along the trench. Just after passing the corner, there was a bang and Oruch was knocked away.

The general was about to die, and the soldiers were frightened. Even if they were all Mongolian soldiers, they lost all courage and put down their weapons one after another and asked to surrender.

"If I had known this, why bother!" Lu Wenfu sighed, put the knife on his neck, and pulled hard.

Lu Wenfu committed suicide, and all his troops surrendered. This was also the last southern army.

At this time, Yuan Dazhong's troops had reached the core defense line of the Yuan army. The Yuan soldiers risked their lives to fight, and the Song army had to pay a price for every step forward.

The musketeers dealt with each other in the face, basically one shot at a time, but there were too many Yuan soldiers, and they had to deal with human shields.

From the fierce battle in the morning to noon, Yuan Dazhong could no longer remember how many shields and knives he had changed. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he actually killed on the ground.

There are high walls built of huge stones around here, and there are still countless sandbags piled up. If the tunnel is not defended, it is absolutely difficult to get in.

Bo Luohuan, surrounded by more than ten personal guards, looked at Yuan Dazhong coldly.

Yuan Dazhong raised his sword and shouted: "General Tartar, if we don't surrender now, how will we wait?"

Boluo Huan's ancestors followed Genghis Khan, and when he was 16 years old, he followed Kublai Khan to conquer Alibu Ge. He was actually an important minister of the Yuan Dynasty and worthy of surrender.

Bo Luo laughed and said: "My grandfather once broke an arrow at Genghis Khan and said: Those who do not end up serving the master have such arrows. Today, when we are at the end of the road, how can we violate the oath of our ancestors?"

Because it was in Mongolian, Yuan Dazhong didn't understand it, but he saw that Bo Luohuan was unwilling to surrender. He waved his hand and shouted: "Shoot, kill!"

bang bang bang~
Bo Luo Huan and others were all killed on the spot.

"Official leader, spread the word in the city!" Yuan Dazhong ordered.

The soldiers came forward, chopped off Bo Luohuan's head, picked it up with a bamboo pole, and shouted: "Bo Luohuan is dead, surrender and don't kill him!"

After a while, the Yuan soldiers either raised the wooden rafts above their heads or walked out of the exit, and one after another went to the ground to surrender.

On the dilapidated bell tower, Liu Shiyong put down his telescope and said: "Send a messenger to inform the deputy general manager that Xiangyang has descended."

There may still be some diehards hiding in the dark, but the overall situation has been decided, and it can be said that Xiangyang has been captured.

As soon as Xiangyang fell, the Yuan troops in Xincheng, Yicheng, Nanzhang, Shiliangshan and other places immediately fled in panic, while the Han officials who were left behind hurriedly asked to surrender.

Liu Shiyong sent troops to take over various places, and at the same time supervised the prisoners to rebuild the city. He also gave the troops time to recuperate, and he would not be able to continue using troops for a while.

(End of this chapter)