Chapter 1010: Success in the East and Success in the West (Part 3)
After listening to the scout's report, Wang Xiao turned his head and stared at the hill where the Han army was located in the distance, where countless swords and blades were faintly flashing. There, war songs were coming. From small to large, they gradually merged into a torrent, shaking the sky, as if to pierce the dark night. The Qin army surrounding the Han army was slightly agitated.
The long sword pointed directly at the northern territory;
The setting sun was like blood, flowing on the journey south;
The flags fluttered, calling for the war drums to advance eastward;
The yellow sand was endless, but it could not stop the pace of the westward expedition.
Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been difficult to achieve, and parents bid farewell with tears.
[Where! To! Invincible! Han! Army! Mighty!
The blood-stained battle robe is the most beautiful dress for men;
The body wrapped in horsehide is the heroic destination of heroes;
The swords and spears are sharp, picking the heads of the enemies;
The chariots are rolling, crushing the corpses of the enemies in rows.
Since ancient times, everyone has died, and the loyalty of the people is recorded in history books.
[Those who attack the strong Han will be punished even if they are far away!
The war song of the Han army sounded like thunder in the sky, and Wang Xiao's face changed slightly. The war song of the Han army was full of high morale and ambition, which easily aroused the soldiers' aggressiveness. He looked back at his son Wang Jian behind him, "The enemy sang the war song, where is our war song?"
Wang Jian ran forward a few steps and shouted loudly: "Sons of the Great Qin, sing our war song. Fight against the old Qin!"
The old Qin, restore our rivers and mountains.
The blood will not be dried, and the war will not end until death.
The Great Qin in the west is rising like the sun.
A hundred years of national hatred, the sea is hard to calm.
How can the world be peaceful when there is turmoil?
The Qin has sharp soldiers. Who can compete with him?
There were tens of thousands of Qin soldiers surrounding the Han army, singing Qin music together. Although the sound overwhelmed the war songs of the Han army on the distant hills, it could not drown it out. In the Qin music, the Han music was still low and continuous, lingering.
"I regret letting them have enough physical strength!" Wang Xiao lowered his head and muttered to himself. Perhaps, the price he would pay would be more than he imagined.
"Get ready for battle, the enemy is about to attack!" Wang Xiao took the helmet from the guard, put it on his head, and tied the silk ribbon tightly, "Remember, if you can capture Feng Fayong alive, the battle will be perfect."
On the hills in the distance, Feng Fayong took down the general flag from the flagpole. It was stained with the blood of the enemy and his comrades. He carefully tore off a piece and tied it around his neck. Feng Zhuzi also went up and cut off a piece with a knife and tied it around his neck. On the hill, officers came forward one by one, cut the military flag into strips, and tied them around their necks.
Seeing the actions of their superiors, all the soldiers unanimously put down all the Han army flags on the hill, cut them into small pieces and tied them around their necks.
They can lose, they can die, but the Han army's flags must not fall into the hands of the Qin army.
"Brothers, do you have land at home?" Feng Fayong asked loudly.
"Yes!" Countless voices roared.
"Do your parents have anyone to take care of them?"
"Yes!"
"Do your children have anyone to take care of them?"
"Yes!"
"Today's battle is a matter of life and death. Do you regret it?"
"I am willing to be loyal to the King of Han and fight to the death for the Han Dynasty!" Thousands of swords and spears were raised, and the thunderous roars spread out continuously.
"If the Qin people occupy our land, we will "Your parents will have to live in poverty again, with no clothes to cover their bodies and no food to fill their stomachs. They will have to bear endless corvée labor and numerous exorbitant taxes. Our children and grandchildren will never have a chance to turn over a new leaf, no new houses to live in, no new clothes to wear, and no books to read. They will be confined to one place and become illiterate poor men for their whole lives. Are you willing?" Feng Fayong shouted loudly.
"No!" Everyone's eyes were filled with flames. They had not lived a good life for a few years, and the damned Qin people came and wanted to deprive them of their happy life. They would never allow it. They would use their lives and blood to defend the rights of their children and grandchildren.
"What should we do then?"
"Fight to the death, fight to the death."
"Yes, fight to the death. If we kill one more Qin soldier, they will lose one more force. In the defense of Jishi City, the princess I have said a sentence that has been widely circulated. Do you remember what it is?"
"One inch of land and one inch of blood, one hundred thousand civilians and one hundred thousand soldiers!" Five thousand soldiers roared in unison.
"Yes, my Han has hundreds of millions of people, so there are hundreds of millions of soldiers. Can we win?"
"The Han will win!"
"The Han is mighty!"
Feng Fayong raised his long sword high, "Brothers, for the happy life of our children and grandchildren, for our parents, wives and children to no longer be oppressed, kill all the Qin people!"
"Kill!" Five thousand soldiers roared, turned around, and rushed to the Qin army at the foot of the mountain like the wind.
Wang Xiao was riding his horse close to the battlefield and just heard Feng Fayong's shouting. He said to his left and right in disbelief: "I didn't expect that the other party didn't shout loyalty to the country and loyalty to the king in the end, but for their descendants. Hehe, the Han army is really different."
"Their momentum is very strong!" Wang Jian looked at the battlefield ahead. The Han army did not light torches from top to bottom, but the Qin army lit thousands of torches to illuminate the battlefield at the beginning of the war. At this time, Wang Jian could clearly see that these five thousand Han troops had smashed three lines of defense of the Qin Army in the first wave of attack, and were deeply embedded in the heart of the Qin Army. The places where the Qin army received key attacks actually showed signs of collapse.
"Father!" he asked tentatively.
"Go ahead, you have been beaten badly by Feng Fayong in the past few years. Since you want to take revenge personally, then go and fight the last battle with this opponent."
"Thank you father!"
Wang Xiao smiled slightly and said, "Be careful. Your opponent may counterattack on the verge of death. Although you are not afraid of it, you cannot underestimate it."
"I have suffered enough losses from them in the past few years, and I will never underestimate my opponents." Wang Jian nodded solemnly, "This is a respectable opponent. I have learned a lot from them."
Looking at his son's back, Wang Xiao nodded happily. Being able to learn from the enemy's strengths is the beginning of a general's true maturity.
Above the Shannan County City, the lights were brightly lit. On the city wall, rows of bed crossbows shone with a cold light. Outside the wall stacks, sharp spear blades poked out from the nail racks. The ropes behind them hung them in mid-air. Among them, when the enemy boarded the city, these nails were put down, and there would be no reefs within a few meters. Behind the crossbow, there were piles of wood and stones, leaning against the iron racks behind it. The firewood has already been stacked under the pot. In case of war, you only need to light the fire to boil the fat with ingredients inside.
Outside the city, soldiers and countless people were vigorously wielding hoes to dig out criss-crossing trenches in the wide area in front of the city gate. After each trench was dug, they retreated a certain distance, and those who remained at the end began to dig out trenches. We set traps here, sprinkle with caltrops, bury sharpened bamboo sticks or iron spears in the soil, and sprinkle a thin layer of soil on top. From the outside, it looks the same, but when you step on it, it is enough to penetrate the soles of your feet. .
On the other side of the city, old and weak women and children were sitting on carriages, leaving Shannan County with tears in their eyes. Outside the city, they had just planted hope for this year, but now they had to leave their homes. , abandoned their houses and property, and retreated towards Jishi City with only some belongings.
If Shannan County is destroyed, there will be no cover on the grassland, so we can only retreat all the way to Jishi City.
Shang Kexi stood on the city gate tower. In front of him, there was an incense table and three pillars of fragrance rising from an incense burner.
"Brothers, let us kowtow to General Feng. We can't rescue General Feng. We can only watch them fight to the end. But we can help General Feng fulfill his wish. I don't know that we can defend Shannan County. When, but I only know that if we guard for one more day, the Han will have one more day to prepare. Commander He Lanxiong in Daijun may be able to lead his troops to rescue us and drive the Qin people back, and the king of Jicheng will There will be more time to arrange troops and mobilize troops to attack the enemy head-on."
"I am willing to follow General Shang and fight to the death with the enemy!" dozens of officers behind him said in unison.
"Okay, after the outer positions are completed, let the civilians leave! Shannan County is now a military fortress, and non-soldiers are not allowed to stay." Shang Kexi ordered.
"What the general said is wrong!" From a distance, a one-eyed man came proudly. "Although we are not formal soldiers, we are militia reserves. We protect our country and our homeland. Soldiers have the responsibility, and we reserve soldiers have the same responsibility. .”
"Old Qian!" Shang Kexi looked at the visitor, "I remember your wife just gave birth to a baby."
"She has already left with the retreating people." Old Qian walked up to Shang Kexi and said, "General Shang, I am Qian Kezhuang, the battalion commander of the Shannan Battalion of the militia reserve. It is wartime now, and I request to be transferred from the reserve to active duty. General Shang, please don't refuse, I have already solicited all the people in the reserve force, and those who are willing to leave have already left, and you can't drive away those who stay."
Shang Kexi was silent for a long time: "Okay, old Qian, I agree to convert your reserve force into active duty. You go to the logistics warehouse to get formal military uniforms and weapons for your soldiers. You will use them as a reserve force first."
"As ordered!" Qian Kezhuang gave a solemn military salute. He was originally a soldier and retired due to injury, but now he set foot on the battlefield again.
Shannan County City was ready to meet the enemy. When the enemy blocking facilities outside the city were basically completed, and all the young and strong soldiers returned to the city and closed the city gate, the morning light just appeared on the horizon. At this time, dozens of people On the battlefield between Qin and Han inside and outside, the war has come to an end. On the battlefield that is more than ten miles wide, the bodies of dead soldiers are lying everywhere, and the injured soldiers are wailing loudly, a scene of doomsday.
Wang Xiao's face was ashen. He expected to pay a price, but he never expected that the price would be so heavy. Surrounded by tens of thousands of Qin troops, five thousand Han troops led by Feng Fayong fought with the enemy and actually killed More than 5,000 Qin soldiers were killed and injured.
This is definitely not a victory.
"Cut off Feng Fayong's head and erect it outside Shannan County!" Wang Xiao said sternly, looking at the body of Han general Feng Fayong carried in front of him by several Qin troops. (To be continued)