At this time, the Badulu Army, which blocked both ends of the city wall, was defeated together. With people holding them on their shoulders, the Song army finally transported several bamboo generals to the stalemate front. The bamboo general's power was pierced even with three or four cowhide armor. After two or three shootings, a hole was immediately dug in the iron wall defense line of the Badulu Army. The Song army rushed forward and submerged the Badulu Army in the number of people. Under the attack of three armies, the Badu in the northwest corner

The Lu army finally couldn't hold on and began to retreat towards the cloud ladder. At this time, Wei Sheng took advantage of the chaos of the Badu Lu army and found a loophole to rush to the Yundicheng, ignited a huge iron shell cannon and threw it down. There was a loud bang under the city, and the explosive iron cannon blew the cowhide to pieces. The Yundi led several panicked Badu Lu army to pieces, and at the same time declared that the remaining Badu Lu army on the city wall had no way to retreat.

Wei Sheng, who had just dropped the iron cannon, had not had time to draw his sword to defend himself, and was immediately surrounded by a large number of angry Badulu Army. While dodging the attacks of swords and guns, he shouted loudly: "Since you are desperate, when will you not surrender?"

The weakness of the Badulu Army lies in this. If it were the Qiexue Guards, they would probably choose to fight to the end when they encountered this situation, just like the choice of most Tulu Flower warriors in the Battle of Jiuchunyi. But Badulu was a death row camp, and once they were surrounded, they would immediately have the intention of changing. After hearing Wei Sheng's shout, several Han soldiers, Badulu, quietly came to the leader of the Badulu Army who was guarding the troops, shouted, "The swords and guns were at the same time, and the officer in charge of the army was killed on the spot."

"Don't fight! We'll surrender!" "We'll surrender!" As the first man put down his weapons, two, three, ten, and more than 200, eight Dudu soldiers on the city were abandoned. In this era, this represents surrender. Amid the cheers of the Song army throughout the city, the large-scale siege of the Mongolian army was once again defeated.

Zhang Rou had a gloomy face, watching the last Mongolian battle flag being cut down by a Song army, falling down from the city wall in a scattered manner. In such a fierce battle, he lacked his participation. For such a butcher who lives to fight for his life, it was like a beast locked in a cage and watching his companions being killed. If Tasi had not ordered him to go into battle again and again, he would have thought of taking his subordinates to charge. You should know that he was a tyrant in Hebei. For the Mongolian nobles who had lax management, sometimes the orders of these northern tyrants were not directed by arms.

Tasi watched coldly, and had long seen Zhang Rou's dissatisfaction. He pointed at the Hanshui River with a horse whip and pointed at Zhang Rou calmly: "Let's not just focus on the victory or defeat on the city wall, look at what that is."

Zhang Rou looked up and saw that the Han River was slightly waving, and there was nothing else. He knew that Tasi would not make such a joke for no reason. After careful observation, he found that a small boat was moving slowly in the decaying reeds on the north shore. Reed grass was tied to the ship as a disguise. If Tasi had not pointed it out, ordinary people would not have seen a small boat ambushed here.

"It's Meng Puyu's whistleboat!" Zhang Rou shouted: "This guy is best at robbing camp at night. It seems that there must be a good show waiting for our army tonight."

Tasi nodded and smiled at Zhang Rou, "Then how we can entertain these guests who come from the dark tonight, everything will be decided by you."

Just as Zhang Rou was ready to face the night attack against the Song army, Zheng Yunming also deployed a night attack plan to everyone at the gate after a fierce battle.

"Tonight, we will make meals at the second and start at the third. Chen Guang led 500 You Yi's army to take a boat from the Northeast Water Gate, Zhu Sheng led 500 troops to the west gate, and Hu Yanyu led 300 people to the south gate. All teams must be careful and marched secretly, and do not alarm the enemy." He said with a serious expression: "Whether the war is over and whether Xiangyang can be safe depends on tonight. Each general must fold his spirit and deal with it seriously!"

Zhu Sheng asked, "It's not the first time that night attacks are not large in scale. The target is not the important point of the Mongols. Why do the generals pay so much attention?" He was the first-level official, middle-aged official, and his personality was mature and persistent. So it was most appropriate for him to ask this question.

Zheng Yunming did not answer, but continued: "The famous generals gathered in the enemy formation. Our army repeatedly attacked at night. Why would the enemy not be prepared? This attack must be fast, accurate, concealed, and attack quickly. You can leave with one blow. Don't panic when encountering the enemy's counterattack. With the veteran behind, the team will slowly retreat and leave the front."

He was reluctant to talk in detail about why this attack could determine the direction of the war. He just repeatedly reminded everyone to be careful of the enemy's counterattack. Except for Bai Yijie, Wang Deng, Yang Xuan and a few others who knew the overall plan, the others only vaguely guessed Zheng Yunming's thoughts.

"Everyone hurry up and prepare!" Zheng Yunming collected the scroll of pictures in his hand and bowed to everyone and said, "Success or failure is only in this way. I will ask you for the 300,000 soldiers and civilians in Xiangyang!"

His solemn salute surprised everyone, and they all bowed and made promises, and then dispersed.

In addition to the busy soldiers at the city gate, there were only five people, Zheng Yunming and Lu Ge Wang Yang Bai. Zheng Yunming was silent for a while and asked, "Is there any news from Liu Zhongshi?"

The king came forward and replied, "I have sent an envoy to secretly leave the city and I think I will get news in almost every ten years."

Zheng Yunming asked again: "Is there any news from the Meng Shuai?"

"This morning, he used a spectacle to observe. His camp had already spread the word in flags. He would be held together tonight at the third update, and he would never be untrustworthy."

It seemed that everything was ready to stop, but Zheng Yunming felt uneasy. His plan was completely incompatible with Sun Wuzi's policy. Sun Zi advocated that the enemy's situation could not be taken risks and could not be judged according to his own guesses. However, Zheng Yunming's plan for this battle was almost entirely based on an assumption that could not be verified immediately. If this assumption was ultimately proved wrong, the sacrifices that would be made tonight would be meaningless and would only hit the morale of the military and civilians in the city.

But he still had to choose to take a gamble and would never have the idea of ​​giving up halfway. He believed in a military motto in another world: "Wrong plans are better than halfway plans." Once the plan is started, the commander's task is only left to overcome all difficulties and implement it to the end. Actions that have failed halfway will cause much damage to the strategy than actions that have failed because of the implementation to the end.

What's more, most generals have some gambling plots hidden in the deepest layer of their subconscious mind. No matter how cautious and conservative you are and fully prepared, once you put the troops on the battlefield, it will be a huge gamble. In the hearts of every general who is truly committed to the battlefield, they are pushing their chips to the gambling table of fate again and again. All they can do is to prepare and ponder before pile up the chips and increase the chances of winning as much as possible.

For Zheng Yunming, this is an absolutely worthy gamble. If he loses, it will not shake the basics of Xiangyang. If he wins, the Mongols' large-scale southern expedition will end here. Jinghu will win at least one year of breathing time. For Zheng Yunming, for the Jinghu area, and for the entire Song Dynasty, it is a clear spring in the hot desert journey.

He was like those tired travelers, ready to use his whole heart to gain this year's life-saving time. Even if he had to sacrifice the lives of thousands of soldiers for this, he would do whatever he could.

As the saying goes, kindness does not control the army. Only those who have truly led the army will understand that this is simply a plausible truth. They cannot live and die with the soldiers, share weal and woe, regard their pain as their own pain, and regard their fear as their own fear, and cannot truly manage the army effectively. Those generals who stand behind the swords and supervise the war team, regardless of the lives of their soldiers, only seek to seize military achievements, will never become a real military leader.

When Zheng Yunming stepped onto the north gate tower, he saw Zhao Jiajiu standing in front of the city tower, and no new lights were added to attract the attention of the Mongols. But the torches on the city were enough to illuminate the area near the city wall, which was a necessary measure prepared to prevent the enemy's night attack. Zhao Kui stood in front of the rolling disc mouth, and her long back shaking with the fire. Everyone stood quietly behind, not even daring to let out a breath. Whenever the battle was fought, the Jiajiu would not feel very good.

Hearing the clear footsteps behind him, General Zhao turned around to accept Zheng Yunming's visit. After Zheng Yunming stood at the lower position, he asked, "Are you ready to stop?"

"The third update starts to take action." Zheng Yunming took a step forward, closer to the control envoy, lowered his voice and said, "The special attack team has been organized and is guarding the south gate to prepare for attack."

"In my life, except for Yangzhou and Tangzhou, I have never implemented such a dangerous plan." Zhao Jianzhang's serious face made Zheng Yunming know that he was not joking: "When he dealt with Li Quan, the battle was enough to compare with the present. Li besieged Yangzhou with an army of 200,000, claiming to be a million, with warships flying over the sky, and the camp was dozens of miles. The court also used 150,000 or 60,000 troops to fight against Li Quan's bandits inside and outside Yangzhou City. At that time, our army always came out with strong troops.

At the West Gate, the weak soldiers left the East Gate. The enemy always won at the East Gate and was defeated by the West Gate. That day, Li Quan personally led thousands of soldiers to compete for the East Gate, claiming that he would break through the East Gate in one fell swoop and capture Zhao alive. However, I discussed with my brother and deliberately replaced the flags of the two armies, went to the West Gate with weak soldiers, and went out of the East Gate under the banner of weak soldiers. Li Quan was indeed trapped and personally led dozens of confidants to clash with our army. Once he got into the battle, he found that the momentum was wrong. When he retreated in a hurry, he took the wrong path, which was killed by our army."
Chapter completed!