Chapter 663

If it weren't for the obedience of Sa Chen, the army could have made a quick decision after the Jianing Army was taken by the Liang bandits, heading straight north and attacking Xiazhou. At least most of the 40,000 troops could be preserved.

However, neither Sa Chen nor himself dared not abandon these ten thousand wounded soldiers and let them leave them to fate. He had to protect the nearly ten thousand wounded soldiers and came to the dilapidated and narrow ancient city of Wuyan with slow steps.

It’s all a big deal to say a thousand things, because Liang Yi, the insidious and vicious old dog, broke the tendons of nearly 10,000 prisoners of war, which led to today’s dilemma.

"Old Liang man, you Liang clan deserve to die, you should be skinned and cramped..." Fei Tingdarong murmured with a low look, his eyes were desolate and his expression was ferocious, just like a wild dog driven into a poor alley.

"Sir, please follow us to retreat into the safe area of ​​the city quickly, and you must not stay here again." At this moment, after Mi Qinshengyong and others looked at each other, they all saw the timidity in each other's eyes.

If you continue to stay, you may become the souls of the Song army under the sword or a prisoner under the ranks.

"You go. Since I have replaced General Sa and become the leader of the army, I should fight to the death. I hope I can buy you more time." Fei Tingdarong turned his head and saw the expressions of these generals, he didn't understand what they meant. After sighing, he slowly shook his head.

"No, sir, you are the minister of my Daxia pillar. If you have something to do, what will we have to see Your Majesty?" Mi Qinshengyong said loudly.

"Yes, please evacuate with us. If you don't leave, it will be too late..."

During the dispute, Fei Tingdarong was dragged away from the high wall by a group of generals and retreated towards the east city.

Under the instructions of the generals, the double-layer raft that could only carry 150 people increased to 200 people, but because it was overweight, the soldiers even threw away unnecessary equipment and dry food.

The soldiers who did not control had nothing but iron armor and a knife in their hands. Moreover, there were gradually incidents of falling into the water caused by boarding the boat.

Fortunately, the supervisory team was suppressed in time, but every Xixia soldiers in the city still stayed on the shore at this moment, and an unknown thought arose in the hearts of the Xixia soldiers in the city.

"War Horse!" At this moment, Fei Tingdarong, who had just been surrounded by his personal soldiers, was relieved. Listening to the river water hitting the ice edges that were exposed on the river surface, the noise of the soldiers in the distance, and the busy scenes of the pier on the east bank of Wuding River, he suddenly felt a trembling heart.

There were more than 40,000 war horses in the city. At the beginning, I thought about transporting the army almost all, and then transporting the mounts across the river.

But he never thought that the plan did not change quickly. The Song army's offensive over the past few days made Fei Tingdarong rack his brains to deal with it, and forgot about this incident.

Now when I think about it, if the Song army suddenly got more than 40,000 war horses, wouldn’t it be equivalent to letting the Song army’s 40,000 infantry directly replace the cannons and turn them into 40,000 elite cavalry.

"Hurry, hurry up, get me paper and pen," Fei Tingdarong looked back. At this moment, the raft was almost approaching the middle section of Wuding River. On the raft, there were not only himself and his personal soldiers, but also nearly a hundred garrison soldiers.

If he turned back at this time, it would be like the raft to run for nothing. However, on the raft, Fei Tingdarong wrote a military order, and after reaching the east bank of Wuding River, he handed it to a personal guard and asked him to take the raft back to the west bank.

Tell those generals who are still on the West Bank to kill horses, no matter what, these more than 40,000 war horses cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of the Song army.

However, when Feiting Darong arrived at the east coast and asked his personal guards to rush back to the west coast, nearly an hour had passed since this round trip.

At this moment, the passionate snare drums of the Song army sounded at the same time on three sides of the ancient city of Wuyan at the same time, and the sound of three shouts of victory. It was the favorite shout after the victory of the Song army, and the inspiration and roar of the Song army during the decisive battle.

Fei Tingdarong and thousands of Xixia soldiers who had crossed the Wuding River and had not yet gone to Longzhou could only look at the west bank of the Wuding River with a desperate and numb expression.

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"Promote, keep the formation, first row, release, second row, advance!" With loud shouts, the frontier of the Song army lined up with swords, shields and spearmen to open the way. After this line, there were thousands of crossbowmen, who raised the divine arm crossbow in their hands, and splashed arrows into the city.

The Xixia people could only rely on the buildings to fight stubbornly, but in order to avoid the rocks that would fall on their heads at some point, the resistance seemed so powerless.

When the Song army in the north and south arrived at the collapsed North and South Gate, the morale of the Xixia army fell directly to the bottom.

There are also many Western Xia soldiers who still have courage to resist stubbornly, but after several days of sonic attacks, they were physically and mentally exhausted, and they were unable to organize too effective resistance.

In addition, every double-layer raft on the pier represents a way of life. As the Song army's troops approached, under the rain of rain like rain, the Xixia people either threw down their weapons and fled to the pier, or simply found a place to hide, or launched a final assault on the Song army coming in line with the rain of the arrow.

Zhe Keshi's judgment was indeed very accurate. After the Xixia people failed to attack with their last trump card, as the garrison and a group of senior generals left one after another, the remaining Xixia soldiers were as desperate as a group of orphans who were thrown away.

The physical and mental torture of not being able to sleep for several days and nights even caused some Xixia soldiers to put down their weapons and were taken aside by the Song army. They lay down on the uneven ground without caring about it and fell asleep.

I think that compared to the earth-shaking thunder sound, fighting sounds are nothing, it is like drizzling to sleep.

The Song army surrounded the three sides, crushing the resistance of the Xixia army like a tyrannical destruction, and then kept capturing them and then capturing them.

Just as the army surrounded the pier, there were five double-decker rafts on the pier, but because there were too many people on board, a raft just passed away from the pier, and nearly 300 Xixia soldiers fell directly into the Wuding River mixed with ice.
Chapter completed!