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There are many ways to siege a city, and a strong attack is one kind. It is easier to attack with a crossbow and stone cannon than to use a ladder to hit a pillar and a car.

But the problem is that the soldiers of the Southern King on the city wall have more sophisticated weapons, and there are constant explosives being thrown. Wang Baobao's soldiers are still unable to move under the artillery fire.

There is an explosion in the ears. Most of the soldiers who are hit by the bombing will be dizzy and deaf. Although they are not really deaf, they will lose their ability to move for a while, and they will be killed on the wall, let alone directly. Was killed.

Wang Baobao was standing next to the red car, and he was too late to make up his mind.

Bows, crossbows and stone cannons are useless, should they really use the doors of his soldiers to open the doors?

——Even if it takes their lives, 90% of this door cannot be opened.

"Quit!" Wang Baobao said loudly.

His military order passed, and the front began to beat the drums.

Military orders on the battlefield are difficult to convey, either for flag change or drumming.

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Thinking of the drum, the generals on Wang Baobao's side began to take the lead and retreat.

The rods of these two days have beaten them to exhaustion.

"It's evil." Several young generals waited before Wang Baobao to listen to the order. The young generals were all bloodstained. The clothes in the armor were soaked. They didn't know whether they were sweaty or bloody. Several people whispered. Talking.

"It's like not being afraid of death."

"I have never seen anything like this."

When I first came, they were all ambitious, thinking that most of the news they got was true. Hanyang had a shortage of manpower, lack of weapons, and lack of drugs. They were excellent soldiers with the most elite soldiers and the most sophisticated weapons. , Although there is not much food and grass, it is also a lot, and it will continue to be shipped in the future.

But when I came to Hanyang, I discovered that the news was all false.

Few soldiers I saw in the past two days were the rumored scrawny.

On the contrary, they don't look strong, but they are not weak.

The rushing momentum even shocked the battle-tested generals.

In this world, there are such soldiers?

When they fight, there must always be people behind to prevent soldiers from escaping. If anyone dares to run back, they themselves must kill the deserters first, so as to ensure that the soldiers will not escape.

The teenagers are worried, everyone knows that they have to fight this battle, they have to fight, and now they are in a dilemma.

If you retreat at this time, let's not say whether Hanyang will pursue it, let's talk about the court...

Several people shuddered.

If he escaped back, Wang Baobao would still be able to save his life. These young players would be gone if they were gone, and no one would shed a tear for them except his family.

"Come in." Wang Baobao said in the account.

A few people went in together, separating the two sides.

The aides stood in the rear, and they wanted to discuss how to fight tomorrow.

A teenager said: "It's better to use a skittle..."

"It's better to use a red car."

"It's hard to get close when driving, let alone hitting a pillar."

They brought a ladder, but they couldn't get close to the wall at all. The arrows were like rain, and not everyone could wear armor.

Wang Baobao pursed his lips: "What else can be done?"

No one spoke.

What can be done?There are only a few methods of siege.

After these two days, morale has been greatly reduced.

The generals have fought more than one battle and know what it means.

At this time, a teenager said: "The prime minister... it's better to give the court..."

He wants to retire. He can't win this battle at all. Unless Hanyang's brain has a problem and he opens the city gate to welcome them in, the hard attack will not succeed at all. They can't fight for armaments, and the local explosives are enough for them. Can't take care of yourself, how many people will fight?Hanyang's soldiers must be more than twice theirs.

Fight morale...Who wants to fight morale against soldiers who are not afraid of death?Just one or two are not afraid of death, 80% of them are not afraid of death. How terrible?

Wang Baobao raised his hand, and everyone was silent.

It is not their decision to retreat.

The court situation is no better than the battlefield.

The emperor does not care about affairs nowadays, and the civil and military officials have their own ideas.

Wang Baobao pursed his lips: "If tomorrow doesn't work, then the day after tomorrow. If it doesn't work a month later, I will return to the court!"

He must conserve his forces anyway.

If the soldiers were all folded here, Da Yuan would be over, and he would become a sinner.

But the real class teacher returned to court, he was also a sinner.

The generals bowed their heads and promised.

But when they walked out of the camp, the expressions on everyone's faces were a little dazed.

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It seems that to fight is to die, and not to fight is to die.

But their families are in the capital, and they died on the battlefield. They are not as guilty as their family members. If they ransack their home, they can save their lives.

But if they escape, the whole family will die.

Morale is low in the camp.

They attacked for a month and thousands of people died every day.

Later, there were soldiers who wanted to escape, but they were all beheaded on the spot.

No one dared to escape, but on the battlefield, he could not attack the city anyway.

As soon as the fire came close, there was a roar of explosives everywhere, and their trebuchets threw stones into the city, but there was no sound inside. If they wanted to come to the range that the trebuchets could throw, the people had been moved away.

Wang Baobao was about to retreat, but the supervising army stopped him.

The Jianjun was Yuan Hui's favorite minister, and he had a relationship with Hamazhan and was embarrassed.

Seeing that Wang Baobao wanted to withdraw, he provoked his teacher to question him.

"What is the prime minister's intention? Now that Hanyang has not attacked, he wants to flee back to Dadu with his tail clipped? After returning to Dadu, how do you explain to the emperor?" Supervisor said, "The prime minister is deeply loved by the emperor. What kind of burden is there."

The soldiers behind Wang Baobao were not angry, and said angrily: "You said lightly, it is not you who went to the battlefield to sell your life!"

Wang Baobao scolded angrily: "Shut up!"

The soldier was angry and bit his lip.

Wang Baobao smiled at the supervising army and said: "Thanks to the emperor's love, the supervising army is not anxious. After returning to the capital, the officer will naturally ask the emperor."

The supervising army scolded: "The prime minister knows how many men, horses, food, and weapons in the warehouse are all available for you to fetch for this battle. go!"

Wang Baobao narrowed his smile and looked at the supervising army coldly, his eyes deep and full of killing intent: "If we don't retreat at this time, take us to exhaustion and then retreat, and the Southern King will send troops to pursue it. That is the end of the mountains and rivers. At this time, we can save our strength. Otherwise, where is Dayuan Jiangshan? Without soldiers, how can we recover rivers and mountains?!"

Supervisor: "The prime minister...can't go back."

The supervising army retreated: "Going back at this time, both of us..."

No matter how much the emperor spoiled him and fought such a defeat, even Hama would not be able to protect him. No matter how powerful he was, Hama had not yet come to the point of being a deer, and he would naturally be willing to sacrifice him.

But he didn't want to die, he cherished his life.

Wang Baobao: "As officials in the same dynasty, this official urges you to say that most capitals are the foundation of the country. Without them, we are all over."

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"Wang Baobao withdrew?" Lin Yuan was sitting on the wall, his eyes lit up, and he said to the general next to him, "Tell the two generals Zhu and Chen to chase with troops and flanking General Li back and forth to capture Wang Baobao!"

The general next to him quickly resigned as promised.

Li Congrong left people he trusted in Huangzhou and brought 50,000 people over.

Being double-teamed with Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Baisong, he is not afraid of defeating the court's soldiers.

Lin Yuan breathed out slowly and clenched his fists.

How long the Yuan Dynasty has to live depends on this.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Baisong led cavalry in the forefront.

The infantry followed closely behind.

They took away the most sophisticated troops. Everyone was wearing armor. For the sake of lightness, the cavalry was easy to use at the moment. They usually only wear armor, with protective goggles on their chests, and the infantry is armed from head to toe.

Li Congrong followed his most powerful subordinates, and the three parties gathered.

When Wang Baobao heard the scout reply, he was stunned for a moment.

He looked back at the men who had followed him for so many years, at the exhausted soldiers, so many lives...

Wang Baobao closed his eyes, his lips moved, and he could no longer say those two words.

He, Wang Baobao, has never lowered or lowered his head.

Of the 200,000 troops that can be brought, there are now less than 60,000 left.

Whether these 60,000 people are real or imaginary is unknown.

Even if you break out, how many can you keep?Can you keep half?

Back to Dadu, what are these people's regulations?

"The enemy is coming!"

Wang Baobao held the long knife tightly.

He couldn't descend, and if he descended, Dayuan's backbone was broken and he couldn't connect it anymore.

Even if you die here, you can't drop it!

"Dayuan warriors! Follow me!" Wang Baobao rode his horse and rushed forward.

The arrogant soldier will lose, and the sad soldier will win.

This is Wang Baobao's final belief.

The blood seemed to stain the sky red, and blood splashed into the eyes. When the eyes were opened, everything was blood red.

Wang Baobao pulled out the arrow from his abdomen, he panted and his eyes blushed.

He could hear the screams and saw that the men who had been following him were cut through the neck with a knife.

Wang Baobao's world was quiet for a while, and he couldn't hear anything.

The subordinates were not dead yet, he covered his neck and looked at Wang Baobao's direction. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to call the prime minister.

He wanted to say that he didn't shame the Mongols. He didn't back down for a moment until the last moment of his life.

But before he fell, a knife pierced his chest. The enemy soldiers didn't even look at him. There were blood everywhere on the corpse. The soldier who killed him didn't even know who he was, so he took the knife. other people.

"Disarm and surrender, those who surrender will not kill!" someone on the enemy shouted.

Wang Baobao looked around, thinking that someone would surrender, but at this time, no soldier had put down his weapon.

He heard someone around him shouting: "We Mongolian warriors will never surrender if we die on the battlefield!"

They fought to the last minute.

No one surrendered.

Wang Baobao fell to the ground, letting his life flow against the blood.

He didn't know whether he succeeded or failed in his life.

But he was worthy of his ancestors, worthy of the emperor, and worthy of Xue Chanhan.

When he went to the underworld, he could also say with a clear conscience, he was worthy of the emperor, and he was worthy of the earth.

In the spring of the 25th year of Zhengzheng, Wang Baobao led his army to attack Hanyang, but was defeated and died of exhaustion.

The Yuan Dynasty's energy is exhausted.