Li Deming walked outside the military tent and looked at Yanzhou City in the distance and frowned deeply. Today's siege made him feel uneasy. When did the Song people's fighting will become so strong?

Although it wouldn't be possible to do it in one go on a normal day, there wouldn't be such heavy casualties.

Li Deming went to the wounded barracks to inspect the soldiers who came back, including those who were carried back by their tribesmen with missing arms and legs. In their descriptions, there was a kind of karmic fire that could not be extinguished no matter how hard they were beaten. Only by peeling off the skin and flesh could they save their lives.

The wounded barracks was filled with screams and the smell of burning flesh. This smell was very familiar to Li Deming. Every time he massacred a city in the Western Region, he could always smell this smell mixed with the aroma of meat.

Now it is his party members who are being punished. Is this considered karmic retribution?

Li Deming, who advocates Buddhism, feels that this is by no means a punishment from the Buddha, because how can the humble Westerners compare with the Song people?

Although he kept saying that he didn't care about the attitude of the Song Dynasty, only he knew that deep down in his heart, he still hoped that the Song people would recognize the status of Dangxiang just like they recognized the Liao Kingdom. In his mind, the Song Dynasty was still the supreme kingdom of heaven.

The Liao people were just speculators like themselves. That is to say, the Liao people had a better life and established political power earlier than Dangxiang or even the Song Dynasty.

The screams reminded me that a soldier became Yeli Renrong's experiment. The wounds on his body were used by Yeli Renrong to test the medicine. The irritating powder made the soldier scream and kick the bed hard. Although he was

The guard held him down, but his twisted body showed his pain.

Yeli Renrong shook his head slightly, not knowing who he was talking to: "This medicine doesn't work either! What on earth can make people burn like this? Fire oil is not that strong, it is like a tarsal maggot! It is extremely poisonous.

, Song people have really changed now!"

"It's not that the people of the Song Dynasty have changed, it's that the people of our party have become more and more like the people of the Song Dynasty. Haha, we were originally in Hufu, riding on the left, using luxurious porcelain, and wearing gorgeous silks.

, but the ambition began to fade away!

Master, the bravery of our Dangxiang people is slowly dying out. Maybe my father was right about Yi Liao and Song Dynasty, but we Dangxiang people are running on the grassland instead of grazing in the fields like old cows like the Song people.

!”

Li Yuanhao looked at Yeli Renrong opposite him with piercing eyes. At this moment, his childish face was full of pride that adults rarely have.

Seeing his son say this, Li Deming smiled slightly and hid in the corner of the tent without making a sound. He slowly moved forward two steps in order to hear more clearly.

"Weili, the emperor of the Song Dynasty once said something, which I think is very good: everything has two sides, which must be viewed dialectically. Just like you only see the bad side now, yes! Our party members are more and more

They look more and more like people from the Song Dynasty, with slightly inferior force.

But you know that since the king protected the territory and settled the people at home, restored production, attached himself to the Liao and Song Dynasties externally, exchanged materials with the Song people, and devoted himself to developing westward, our party members have never starved to death due to famine!

Before this, how many party members did not die on the battlefield, but died in their sleep due to hunger. This is not the ending that a warrior should have!"

Li Yuanhao nodded slightly and looked at Yeli Renrong in confusion: "Then what should we do as a party? We can't just rely on nomadic herding, but we can't farm all the land either. If you are stupid, please ask the master for guidance!"

"Your father, the king of my party, has a good grasp of the balance. This is a question for the king. Of course you can't get the answer from me. Only your father can guide you and solve your doubts!"

Yeli Renrong cleverly answered this question that he did not know or could not answer.

Li Deming nodded slightly. He was worthy of being a wise man in Dangxiang. Even when he was trying to answer questions for the king's son, he was very measured.

Gently walking out of the tent, Li Deming decided to let Zhan Zhan answer his son's doubts. Only the bloody truth could make his son understand the purpose of everything he did.

Following Li Deming's order, when the sky was slightly light, the party members launched another attack. This time Li Deming deployed all his soldiers to attack the entire Yanzhou City from all sides!

Facing the tide of enemies, many Tibetan soldiers trembled with fear. Although they had fought against the Dangxiang people, they almost always ran away at the first touch. The ferocity of the Dangxiang people was deeply burned into their bones. Compared with

As for the Song people, the Tibetan army was even more afraid of the existence of the Dangxiang people.

The main reason why the Tibetan army dared to fight against the Dangxiang people was that Yanzhou City was surrounded on all sides at this time and had no way of escaping. Even if they surrendered, they would definitely be massacred. If they rebelled, they could not afford it.

The ambitions of the Song people, after all, their young and old were also transferred out. How could Shu San believe these Tibetan troops?

The sky is getting brighter, but at this time Yanzhou City is performing a tragic song of blood and fire. Fighting, fighting is everywhere, one ladder falls down and more are put up, an attacking enemy is cut down, and more

Many enemies roared and charged forward.

At this time, there is no such thing as reason on the battlefield, and fighting has become a human instinct. As long as an enemy appears on the city wall, whether it is a border soldier or a Tibetan army holding a sword, they will slash their long knives at the enemy until the enemy is miserable.

Screaming or wailing and falling to the bottom of the city, the wrestling is over.

Shu San and his men were constantly on the city wall to support possible breaches, and Fan Yong was presiding over the rotation of the reserve team. The number of reserve teams in his hands was getting smaller and smaller, and there was no way the Tibetan army and the party members could do anything about it.

Moreover, Yanzhou City, which was surrounded by enemies on all sides, was unable to cope with the tidal wave of attacks.

The various city defense equipment designed by the master craftsmen have been used to the extreme, but they are not so important in the face of a huge number of enemies. The party members have begun to use trebuchets to suppress the three-bow bed crossbows on the city wall.

The scene of rocks piercing through the sky made the master craftsmen particularly excited. Shu San had a dark face and led his men to protect these crazy master craftsmen. He didn't understand, wasn't it a kind of trebuchet that he had never seen before?

It is necessary to sacrifice the lives of his men to observe!

A huge stone bullet of one hundred and fifty kilograms hit the shield, and the soldier behind the shield flew out like a piece of paper. Even though there was no obvious external injury, this man was already dead.

"This should be a catapult instrument from the Western Regions. It still uses the lever principle of the pry arm, but their trebuchet arm has never been seen before, and there is also a heavy object hanging under the short arm, which makes

The consumption of manpower will be much less!”

"What Brother Fang Tai said makes sense. I will draw a picture and find a way to send it back to the Song Dynasty. It will be worth dying in Yanzhou City this time."

Shu San blushed slightly. These craftsmen were even prepared to die, and they were still imagining the withdrawal of the party members...

This time the siege party has not withdrawn for a long time. Both Li Deming and Fan Yong know that this is a contest of fighting will. Whoever fails one after another will lose the initiative. The reserve team is the trump card in the hands of both sides.

Fortunately, Fan Yong was confident that the ace in his hand would be used up slower than Li Deming's. After all, as the defender of the city, he had a favorable geographical location.

The battle started in darkness and continued into darkness. For a whole day, Yanzhou City was engaged in a flesh-and-blood struggle. The losses on both sides were staggering. Only less than half of the soldiers and civilians of Yanzhou City with more than 80,000 people were left.

The party members also lost nearly 50,000 men.

This was the most brutal war in the history between Dangxiang and the Song Dynasty. Within twelve hours, nearly 90,000 people were killed on the battlefield. These were all living people, the same people who were talking and laughing yesterday.

The party members who fought fiercely for a day finally withdrew. When the trumpet sounded, not only the party members withdrew like a tide, but even the defenders on the city wall immediately collapsed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

It's just a short day, but it feels like a whole year has passed.

Twenty hours of non-stop attack and defense exhausted all the strength of both sides. Li Yuanhao returned to his father exhausted: "Father, when will our army take Yanzhou City?"

"Hurry, it will be three days later, it will be tomorrow soon!"

Fan Yong asked Shu San in a hoarse voice: "When will the Party members withdraw their troops?"

Shu San rolled his eyes: "I'm not Li Deming. Who knows what he thinks. According to this style of play, even if Li Deming takes Yanzhou City, he will be trapped and die here, shouldn't he?"

Just when Shu San was confused, Black Hand wearing black armor hurried in and handed a wax pill to Shu San.

After reading this, Shu San's expression changed dramatically: "No! Yanzhou's thief didn't go to Hongzhou City to help!"

Fan Yong asked strangely: "Then where did he go?...Did he come to support Li Deming? But why didn't the security army stop the Suide army?!"
Chapter completed!