From Chief to Ball

These people thought they could take it in one fell swoop, but the reality let them know that this is just a fantasy. Many people feel resentful towards the old leader. What kind of battle is this fighting?

Chapter 47 Offense and Defense ([-])

After Hamer and the first group of attacking people retreated, the grassland tribes did not launch any more effective attacks for a whole day.

What a real army needs most is tenacity, which can stand up instead of rushing away after a bout of effort; can endure temporary failures and regroup instead of falling down;

Discipline, training, etc. are all to ensure that the army has sufficient resilience.

In the early days of the slave era, most of the battles were completed within a day or even within a few hours. Only when the war developed to a certain extent would there be battles that lasted for more than a month.

It is not ridiculous that this battle has become like this, and it will never be a long and protracted process.

There are many ways to attack the city, the three or four meter high city wall is just a joke, the general of Chen Jian's previous life had a thousand ways to break through the city, but the current enemy has only one choice for the time being.

Within two hours, all ethnic groups in the grassland threw more than 170 corpses outside Yangguan City, including more than 80 warriors from various tribes. Only less than 20 people died in Yangguan.

Fortunately for all ethnic groups in the grassland, this was a siege battle. If it was a battle on the plains with such an exchange ratio, even if there were two or three thousand people, they would probably be on the verge of collapse by this time.

The corpses that were too late to collect were piled up outside the city wall. It was cold and not easy to rot. Occasionally, a few crows flew over, making those who retreated terrified, for fear that one day those black carrion birds would snatch their eyes away.

Seven of the dead in Yangguan fell below the city. Not long after the tribes of the grassland retreated, several people tied ropes to the city, brought back the corpses of their comrades, cut off the heads of the enemies below the city, and piled the heads on the city wall. It seems to be mocking those people who piled up.

The dead and wounded in the city were taken care of by someone, without Chen Jian asking, and gradually it seemed that the top and bottom were performing their duties.

Today, the defenders of the city wall changed their defenses, and each of them distributed some extra food. A few veteran storytellers who accompanied the army told them stories and sang battle songs.

Chen Jian observed the movement outside and determined that it was unlikely to attack today, so he asked the messengers to notify all the two captains in the army to come to the house to sum up their experience and learn from the war, so that they can be independent in the future.

War is the best school.

When asking everyone what to do if they were the attacking party, there were indeed a few very practical opinions. Chen Jian wrote them down one by one, encouraged those who proposed a few words, and also listed the names of these people. Keep it firmly in your heart.

A few people suggested that they might as well go out of the city to attack while losing momentum outside today. Chen Jian felt that it was not the time yet. They must have been defending tightly at night these days, and they were not yet exhausted.

Convinced that the city would not be attacked at night, some people were left on the city wall according to the normal rotation, and the rest should eat and sleep, and have a good rest.

On the second night of the siege, everything in the city was as usual, and there was not much panic. The heads piled on the city wall gave the people in the city great confidence. 3000 people are just twenty 150 people, and those who know how to count can count very clearly.

On the second night of the siege, the camps of the grassland tribes outside the city were facing the enemy, and the horns sounded from all the camps. Those who retreated washed their eyes covered with lime with the river water, and then they cried.

Hamer said to those crying clansmen: "You are all warriors, don't cry, children and women cry."

"But warriors also have to eat. My eyes can't see anymore. What can I grab in future wars? What can I share? Who will feed my sheep and horses? Who will look at my son when he grows up? Not like me? What good is a warrior?"

"Dawu said that in the future, the looted things will be distributed to the disabled in the tribe, and other tribes don't care about it."

The wounded were crying, and the leaders were not idle. There was already a lot of noise in the tent. Half of the people who died today were elites from various tribes. In previous wars, it was these people who really decided the outcome.

The old leader was elected by everyone, and words such as the sacred and unalterable rights have not been fabricated by people, nor have they been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In short, there are ridiculers, and it is almost impossible for someone to point at the old leader and scold him.

The old leader couldn't hold back the scene, not because he didn't know how to fight, but because he didn't know how to fight this kind of war.

In the past, when fighting on the grassland, it was basically a wave of warriors from the clan. If there were more people, they would basically be invincible.

Now facing the Yangguan in front of him, the old leader felt old for the first time.

I thought it would be the same as fighting on the grassland before, sending warriors to rush up, and the people behind would be able to break through the city, and it would be easy to increase my prestige among the grassland tribes.

But after only playing for a day, he felt a little disappointed, and even thought of quitting.

It's just that it's difficult to ride a tiger now. Once he withdraws, the old leader knows that his prestige will plummet. Not to mention the dream of leading the grassland tribes to become a leader in the true sense.

Fortunately, there are not too many casualties today, and the various tribes are still within the acceptable range.Although there were some resentful words, at least no one proposed to retreat.

The old leader believed in the Spirit of War, and as a result of his pious belief, the Spirit of War gave him a chance, a chance to temporarily gather the various tribes together to become the leader because of hatred.

However, this opportunity fell on him, but he didn't seize it.

There was chaos in the tent in the middle of the night, and the old leader had no choice but to ask everyone to guard the camp in case they were attacked by Yangguan. We will talk about it tomorrow when we figure out a way.

Dawu returned to his tent, and all the tribes sat around, and the most trusted people were sent outside to guard, and no one was allowed to approach.

More than a dozen people in his tribe were killed or injured today, and a few brave warriors could no longer fight for him, but he also gained something that these warriors could not bring.

Although the siege is not going well today, the various tribes only have opinions on the old leader.Most of the people highly appreciated Ladder Pidun, if not for the method he said, more people would have died today. "

In the past, there was not much communication between the tribes, except for killing each other and occasionally exchanging. The leader's reputation only depends on whether the tribe is strong or not.

Now because of hatred, these tribes gather together, the battlefield is like a stage, and the leaders on the stage will give evaluations in the hearts of everyone. Dawu cherishes this opportunity very much.

Whether the city was captured or not was not important to Dawu, what was important was how to show his intelligence and strength when the tribe gathered together.

Dawu is also very good at fighting, but there are no geniuses in the world.Even though he was criss-crossing the grassland, he was helpless when facing a city for the first time.

From tribal fighting to warrior charge to reward distribution, this is what Dawu has learned from his own failures and the failures of others, and he has not experienced the failure of siege and siege, so naturally he can't think of any good way.

I can't think of it, maybe others can think of it, Dawu thinks that a really good leader doesn't need to be the best at everything, he just needs to choose the best from a bunch of opinions.

"Let's talk about it, and think about what you can do."

But the experience of most people in the tent is similar to that of Dawu. They have experienced everything Dawu has experienced, so there is only silence.

But there was another person in the tent who had a different experience from Dawu. After a long silence, Luo Xing said, "I have three ways."

The people in the tent looked at Luo Xing in amazement. They thought for a day and couldn't come up with anything, but he actually came up with three?

Luo Xing looked at the astonished expressions of everyone, and smiled wryly, "These methods were taught to me by my former enemies, so don't be surprised."

"The first method stems from the story of our tribe's complete failure and escape to the grassland. At that time, the leader on the opposite side led people to surround our tribe's village, forcing me to go back to rescue, because my mother and the tribe were In the village. And they beat us in the valley."

"We can learn from him and surround their real cities, trap their women and children, and force them to go back. We will kill them on the road. Even if their leaders don't care about their relatives, how can only a group of men have children? The tribe is finished without children, so they will definitely go back."

"The second method stems from the failure just experienced today."

"They stood very high and could see clearly, but we didn't know where those people were, nor where the archers were. The people of the tribe were shot to death without even seeing their archers."

"We can pile up wood and stone outside the city, making it as high as the city wall. Archers can see into the city and shoot arrows inward while standing on the mound of wood. Build a platform as high as the city wall, and build a platform built by our tribe. Standing on the Star Reaching Platform, you can see the situation in the city and command the archers to shoot arrows."

Luo Xing finished talking about these two methods, sighed, half-closed his eyes as if recalling some painful past, and smiled bitterly after a long time: "The third method stems from our tribe's complete failure."

"That time they surrounded our village. There were only women in it, and there was not much food. The people who escaped told me that the people inside didn't even have to eat leaves."

"Our village is on a mountain. If they attacked by force, they would kill many people with stones. But instead of besieging, they surrounded the village and prevented women from leaving. Some women were so hungry that they rushed out, but they left. How could they beat those men with the rocks of the mountains?"

"Chief Dawu, do you still remember that I killed dozens of them on the grassland a few days ago?"

"of course I remember."