Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 308 Chapter 308, the city of Lhasa is crumbling, and Usba is trying to support it
What should I do if I can't be persuaded to surrender?
The answer given by Zhu Cihong is very simple - strong attack.

"Give me a hard fight, whoever enters the city first, I will give him 10 taels of silver plus a title!"

As the saying goes, there must be brave men under heavy rewards. Zhu Cixiang's order has indeed aroused the bravery of many soldiers.

The artillery is still firing non-stop. The city wall of Lhasa is obviously riddled with holes, but it still hasn't collapsed.

In a way, this could even be called a miracle.

"Kill!" A large number of surrendered Mongolian cavalry shouted slogans and rushed towards the city wall.

There is a spirit called "convert fanaticism", which refers to a person who after surrendering to another country, in order to avoid torture of conscience, directly regards the home country as a heinous country in his heart, and uses even more than normal methods to harm the people of the home country. The enemy country will be even more fierce.

At present, the surrendered Mongolian cavalry outside Lhasa are immersed in this convert's enthusiasm and cannot extricate themselves.

If only these Mongolian cavalry occupied the city of Lhasa, you don't need to think about it to know that a massacre of the city is imperative.

Looking at this scene, Zhu Cihong also nodded slightly: "Sure enough, when a person even deceives himself, he will immediately become a ruthless person."

Fang Gongqian on the side asked doubtfully, "Who is His Highness talking about?"

Zhu Cixiang smiled and said: "I am talking about many people on this battlefield."

Fang Gonggan looked bewildered.

Although the siege of the Ming army has continued until now, it is still lackluster, but it has indeed achieved some results.

The city defense of Lhasa city has been weakened visibly to the naked eye, and it has become weak to a certain extent.

Everyone is very clear that as long as the same attack force continues, it will only be a matter of time before Lhasa City is breached.

In fact, troubles arose in the city as well.

Gushi Khan was sitting in the hall, and in front of him was the kneeling Heshuo General Usba.

"Honorable King Khan, our food and grass are getting more and more urgent. If this continues, I'm afraid we won't be able to last for five days!"

Gushi Khan's face darkened, and he said, "Didn't Ben Khan let you control the distribution of food before?"

Usba said helplessly: "King Khan, many people in the city belong to other tribes, and they don't want to obey orders."

Gushi Khan was furious when he heard the words, and said: "When is it, these guys still regard themselves as omnipotent tribal leaders? If there are still people who are unwilling to obey, then I will kill them all!"

Originally, Gushi Khan thought that the matter should end here, but Wu Siba didn't think so.

Wu Siba said: "King Khan, even if all the food is prepared according to your distribution method, we can only last about ten days at most."

In other words, we still have to find a way.

Gushi Khan got angry and shouted: "Then can't you come and talk to Ben Khan about this matter in ten days?"

Usbah's head was about to fall to the ground, but he still said stubbornly: "But, this problem has to be solved, King Khan."

Gushi Khan was silent, his eyes full of murderous intent.

The atmosphere in the hall became frozen, and the cold sweat dripped down Wu Siba's forehead.

After a long time, Gushi sweated and said coldly: "If the food shortage continues, let them eat their own horses!"

Usba's body shook, obviously he couldn't believe Gushi Khan's words: "Eat, eat war horses?"

For the Mongols, war horses are not just mounts, but also partners!

Now trapped in the city of Lhasa, it's fine that he can't play the role of cavalry across the world, but he still wants to kill and eat the horses that have accompanied him for many years?
If this order spreads, it will definitely cause a huge commotion in the city of Lhasa.

Gushi Khan said blankly: "Otherwise, do you think this king can conjure food from the sky and give it to you?"

Usba wanted to say something more, but Gushi Khan obviously lost his patience, stood up and turned to leave.

Wu Siba stared blankly at Gushi Khan's leaving figure, sighed, and had no choice but to leave.

No matter how reluctant he is, the orders given by King Khan must be obeyed.

Because he was worried that the sudden announcement would cause unpredictable things (such as mutiny), Usba took a more tactful approach, that is, he first found the leaders and generals of many clans in the city, and told them about this matter.

Usba's idea is that these leaders and generals are more prestigious among the soldiers, and if they guide the soldiers slowly, they should be able to overcome this difficulty.

Some leaders and generals clearly expressed dissatisfaction on the spot, but under Usba's persuasion, everyone finally accepted the order.

However, what Usba did not expect was that the leaders and generals did accept it, but the soldiers at the bottom did not accept it.

"Kill the horse? Why kill the horse!"

"Whoever wants to kill my horse, I will kill him directly!"

The angry cavalry yelled in the barracks, and the noise was astonishing.

After Usba heard about this incident, he rushed to lead a cavalry.

"Dare to talk about King Khan here? Arrest them all!"

Under Usba's strong repression, the first batch of cavalrymen who made trouble were immediately suppressed.

Although the matter was preliminarily resolved, Usba was still very unhappy, and looked at a leader in front of him coldly: "This is a soldier of your tribe, why didn't you control them the first time they made a fuss? "

The leader said with a smile on his face: "Master Usba, these people are my brothers and uncles. What do you want me to do? Kill them all?"

Usba was silent.

He could actually see the hatred in the leader's eyes, who wouldn't hate after watching his brother and uncle get killed?
Usba shook his head and said, "If you are more determined, they won't die."

The leader didn't continue to speak, but the hatred in his eyes grew stronger.

Usba thought for a moment, then suddenly raised the long sword in his hand, piercing the leader's chest like lightning.

Amid the exclamation of the crowd, the leader staggered down and never stood up again.

Usba looked around blankly, and said, "Anyone who dares to show disrespect to King Khan will be punished!"

Everyone lowered their heads, and no one dared to look directly into Usiba's eyes.

This should have been a very majestic moment, but Usba stood there alone, but suddenly felt lonely.

Wu Siba suddenly felt a little bored, he squatted down, wiped the blood on the sword with the clothes of the leader's corpse on the ground, and then left with his subordinates.

The crowd dispersed in twos and threes, no one spoke, and everyone had a heavy expression on their faces.

In fact, there is a huge haze in everyone's heart.

Can this city of Lhasa really continue to be defended?
(End of this chapter)