Datang Lingnan King

Chapter 220 The Battle of Izumo
Two days later, the tragic Soga Ezo discovered that the Bichu city wall was originally just a shell of mud, but now it has become harder. Many places that were directly burned by the fire have turned into green bricks. What is even more tragic is that the originally piled up stairs, Only stones and dirt remained, which had been lowered by more than half.

But this also made Su Wo Eizo see Datang's embarrassment. After all, it was not a local battle, and the supplies were limited, and the next step was to fight hand-to-hand.

Soga Ezo, who lost the red eye, started a frenzied attack after the fire, and fought like this for another five days.

Li Ji didn't have a good way to do this. Although more than 20 Japanese slaves were killed and injured, there were still more than 20 people, and there were camps, so the cavalry's cards could not be exposed now.

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Compared with Li Ji, Feng Daiwen faced much less pressure. Although the defense of Izumo City was much weaker, the troops were more elite. The fanatics and rattan armor soldiers were all soldiers armed to the teeth.

As for defense, Feng Daiwen really didn't have enough experience, but it didn't matter, Xi Junmai and Feng Daihuo took turns leading the fanatics out of the city to charge, from the east gate to the north gate, and then from the north gate to the west gate, once killing Monobe Hanzo doubting his life.

These people keep shouting "The Emperor of Heaven is with me, all heretics will be judged," all kinds of slogans, like monsters, have always been high in morale, killing people is like killing chickens, not only crazy but also cruel.

Fanatics are trained by Feng Daiwen with a lot of energy, mainly training brainwashing, physical strength, and endurance. Not only is the food the best, but the weapons are all steel knives and iron armor.

All you need to charge into battle is to keep waving the long knife in your hand. For soldiers like the Japanese who have no cavalry and poorly equipped, they don't need defense at all, and they will be taught to be human again in minutes.

After Monobe Hanzo was killed a few times, he didn't dare to continue the strong attack. Every day, the entire army was dispatched to slowly fill up the moat, slowly use human lives to cover it, pile up stones, dig out the soil outside the city and pile up slopes under the city.

Feng Daiwen was also very happy to shoot and kill the enemies outside the city who had no backhand power, and occasionally took Xi Junmai, Feng Daihuo, Li Tian and others to charge together, just near the city wall, within the range of the shot, and after getting tired, they shot with bows and arrows. Withdrew back under cover.

After coming and going, Monobe Hanzo was also smart. When he saw the soldiers of Tang Dynasty leaving the city, he withdrew them. Then he found that there was no hope of attacking them, so he had to try his best to besiege Izumo City, hoping that Soga Ezo could break through Bichu Castle as soon as possible.

The Japanese slaves don't attack, and Feng Daiwen doesn't attack either, it's as if they don't exist, just pay attention to their movements every day.

Monobe Hanzo was also very happy. The two sides waited and watched tacitly. This is why Feng Daiwen has been deliberately pretending that there are only 2 people.

Just when Beizhong City began to fall into a bitter battle again, the opportunity Feng Daiwen was waiting for finally came. Not only Zhang Liang sailed ashore, but Chai Shao also brought 3000 people to deliver food. After listening to Feng Daiwen's analysis, he did not hesitate. stayed.

Izumo City, City Guard's Mansion, Feng Daiwen sat in the middle, Chai Shao on the left, Zhang Liang on the right, and all the civil and military officials of Izumo City below.

"After discussing with the two princes, the general will attack the enemy army outside the city at Yinshi tomorrow, and the enemy will be defeated in one fell swoop tomorrow. The generals will obey the order!" Feng Daiwen stood up and said firmly.

"Shua!" Everyone in the hall stood up, staring at Feng Daiwen enthusiastically, hoping that they would be assigned to fight instead of defending the city.

"Xi Junmai, Feng Daijin, and Liu Ren are willing to attack from the left with 3000 people each, Feng Daihuo, Yuchi Baolin, and Li Tian each with 3000 people to attack from the right." Feng Daiwen ordered.

"The last general obeys!" All those whose names were called responded happily and loudly.

"Mr. Feng, you lead your troops to attack from the rear. If you win the battle, immediately attack Fujiwarako along the coast. Do everything cheaply." Feng Daiwen turned his head and said to Zhang Liang, clasping his fists.

"Follow the deputy manager's order!" Zhang Liang stood up happily and replied, after all, Feng Daiwen gave him a large piece of fat to eat, and everyone knew that the Japanese kingdom must come out in full force, and the capital must be empty.

"Feng Daiwu! I will give you 1000 troops, plus [-] wounded people in the city to guard the city. Unless you are a general, you are not allowed to open the city gate. If you make a mistake, come and see me!" Feng Daiwen said sternly to Feng Daiwu, although the possibility of being attacked Sex is minor, but had to just in case.

"The general obeys orders! You are in the city!" Feng Daiwu did not care about his second brother's tone, and assured him with clasped fists.

"Chai Lingwu, Chai Lingwen, you two each bring 500 troops, cut off the main road between Izumo City and Beizhong City, and don't let any of them escape." Feng Daiwen turned his head and ordered the two behind Chai Shao.

The two of them didn't expect to have their own affairs. Fortunately, the task was easy, and they immediately clasped their fists and agreed: "The general will obey!"

Naturally, Chai Shao knew that his two sons were not successful in literature and martial arts, and seeing that he arranged for them to take credit, he couldn't help but nodded gratefully to Feng Daiwen.

"Duke Qiao please lead ten thousand cavalry, and I will clear a path for you in the front." Seeing that Chai Shao accepted his kindness, Feng Daiwen said afterwards.

"Follow the order of the deputy governor!" Chai Shao agreed without hesitation, leading the cavalry was still handy for him.

On the eighth day of April in the third year of Zhenguan, the sky had just dawned, and the Japanese slave camps stood at the foot of the mountain like tombs, with many trenches and horses outside.

Fortunately, Feng Daiwen had never sneaked up on them, and he hadn't fought for a few days, so it was inevitable that he would relax a bit. The encirclement gradually narrowed, and he was still discovered when he was close to ten feet.

The sentry Japanese slave rubbed his eyes in disbelief, then let out a terrified cry, and quickly rang the gong beside him.

"Kill!" Now that he was discovered, Feng Daiwen no longer proceeded cautiously, and roared to lead the charge.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!" The sharpshooter, who had been selected earlier, drew his bow and set his arrow, and put it directly on the guard.

The soldiers rushing to the front carried wooden boards and laid them directly on the trench. The companions behind immediately stepped forward to lift the rejecting horses, and then the army rushed into the camp.

Although the Japanese slaves were prepared, they were still easily rushed into the camp by the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. Fortunately, there were so many of them, and they had been instilled with the idea that they would be killed if they were caught by the Tang Dynasty. Desperate to fight.

Maybe it was because of the anger in my heart that was aroused, and I rushed forward desperately, even if I died, I wanted to hug the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty and die together.

Feng Daiwen frowned and slashed to death a Japanese slave who was unarmed and pounced on him. He didn't expect the Japanese slave to be so desperate now. It seems that this is the nature of this nation. It is not only cruel to others, but also so cruel to itself.

"Fire the arrows!" Feng Daiwen roared, took off the hand crossbow at his waist, and raised his hand to shoot. The guards behind him, the rattan armor soldiers who had been hidden in the snow, followed suit and shot with the hand crossbow.

(End of this chapter)