aircannonsinc Chapter 179 Winning again
Chapter 179 Winning again
In the next few days, Qin Yunxian personally arranged the deployment every day, and the troop deployment changed twice a day. Not to mention the Nine-Tribe Alliance, even An Shicheng and others could not guess his next plan. The original Yongcheng defense map became a complete piece of waste paper.
The spies sent out just found out that the defense was deployed in the morning, but it was changed again in the afternoon. Jirik, the leader of the Nine-Tribe Alliance, was very angry, but he had no choice but to attack. Relying on his large number of soldiers and sufficient food and grass, he always launched a massive attack.
Qin Yunxian did not confront him head-on. He took advantage of the dead of night to have his men dig traps and set mechanisms outside the city. Once Jirick launched a surprise attack, the soldiers of Dajing would fall into the traps immediately. The soldiers of Dajing would stand on the city wall and throw stones and gunpowder down. Soon Jirick's vanguard was wiped out. Once the vanguard was in chaos, the momentum of the troops behind them would lose a lot before the battle.
At this time, An Shicheng and Yuan Jinchu Suifeng, who had been lying in ambush on both sides, surrounded them and killed them by surprise.
Seeing that the time was almost right, Qin Yunxian led the main force out of the city and fought with Jirike's elite troops.
That night, the sky was filled with smoke, and the shouts of killing were carried into the city by the wind, so no one could sleep.
Rong Heqing stood in a secluded place on the city wall, tapping the wooden fish gently and chanting the mantra to pray for the souls of the soldiers who died heroically.
The battle lasted for a long time until the sky turned white, and then Jirik's troops called off the battle.
Qin Yun did not stop for a moment. He dismounted and summoned his soldiers to discuss the next countermeasures.
Rong Heqing took Chenyu to count the casualties and help with bandaging and dispensing medicine.
The people in the city all started to move. Young people came spontaneously to help deliver meals and medicine, while older people who could not do anything else went to cook. Soon, wisps of smoke rose in the city.
A wounded soldier was lying on a makeshift wooden bed, groaning. There was a knife wound on his arm so deep that the bone was visible, and the blood was still flowing, which was a horrifying sight.
As soon as Rong Heqing came in, she saw him and immediately walked over to him with her medicine box. A young girl helped her get some water and put it aside. She wet the cloth and wrung it while saying to the soldier, "It will hurt a lot in a while, just bear with it. If you can't bear it, bite this."
She took out a small cloth bag and handed it to him.
She had someone sew this overnight. It was stuffed so full that it was painful and people would chew it to distract themselves.
The soldier looked at the small pink cloth bag, then at Rong Heqing, and couldn't help blushing.
After Rong Heqing arrived in Yongcheng, for convenience, she usually wore men's robes and tied her hair casually before going out. She was not wearing any makeup but was still so beautiful that it made people's eyes shine. In Yongcheng, such a beautiful girl is really rare.
Anyone who saw her couldn't help but take a second look at her.
And few people here have seen her, and they don't know her identity, so they are bolder. The soldier smiled and joked: "It doesn't hurt so much when I look at the girl."
Rong Heqing laughed, "Then you can see."
She took a handkerchief and carefully cleaned his wound. The soldier's face turned even redder when he saw this.
Rong Heqing then took out the golden wound medicine and sprinkled it evenly on his wound. The medicine was very irritating. This time the soldier tensed up and couldn't stop trembling slightly. Rong Heqing looked at him and said softly, "It's okay to scream if it hurts. It's not shameful."
The soldier was only eighteen or nineteen years old, at a time when face was more important than anything else. Plus, his male pride was at work and he didn't want to lose face in front of Rong Heqing, so he gritted his teeth and said nothing. When he couldn't bear it anymore, he bit the cloth bag.
After a while, the powder took effect and the pain was not so severe anymore. A fine layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
Rong Heqing bandaged him, wiped his hands and said, "Okay, it will be fine if you apply medicine on time. Also, you must drink the anti-inflammatory and analgesic medicine cooked every day on time. If you have a fever, tell the guards."
The soldier nodded and took note. Seeing that she was about to leave, he asked weakly, "May I ask your name, young lady?"
Chenyu had just finished treating a wounded soldier and came over. She was stunned for a moment when she heard this, then burst out laughing, "This is our princess, and you dare to ask?"
The soldier was stunned, "Princess...Princess?"
When these words were spoken, several nearby soldiers were shocked and there was an uproar in the house.
Rong Heqing shook his head: "During special times, we don't care about the distinction between high and low. We are all citizens of Dajing. We will do our best for Dajing, regardless of our social status."
As she spoke, she carried the medicine box and walked towards the next wounded soldier.
The soldier before him hadn't come to his senses yet. He stared blankly at his arm, muttering as if in a dream: "How could I have deserved this..."
After that, the sounds of crying out in pain in the whole room became much quieter. It might be because Rong and Qing were there, so they felt a little embarrassed and wanted to try harder to show off.
Rong Heqing was helpless, but didn't say anything else and concentrated on treating everyone's wounds.
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That night, Jirik launched another attack, and this time it was more difficult for them to deal with it, after all, they were still not at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.
Fortunately, we won in the end.
However, the atmosphere in the city was still somewhat depressed. Their food was running out. If the imperial court's food and fodder did not arrive, they would not have to fight on an empty stomach and would have to surrender in a few days.
Jirik had obviously thought of this problem. The attacks had become more frequent in recent days. Soldiers would consume their physical strength in battle, and they would have to eat when they were hungry, so the rate at which food and grass were consumed was getting faster and faster.
"The military advisor's idea is still good. The soldiers in Yongcheng are obviously a little overwhelmed now."
Jirik sat in the big tent, drank a bowl of wine, his face flushed with excitement.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at the man wrapped in a cloak sitting below.
Some people couldn't help but reveal a bit of contempt in their eyes.
This man was none other than the former King of Ning who had rebelled against Dajing—Qin Yunxuan.
His face was as pale as paper, and he was wrapped in a cloak on a hot day, looking like he would fall down if the wind blew. He was surrounded by a room full of burly men, making him look even more out of place.
He coughed softly and said weakly, "I was just giving some advice, Your Majesty is still very brave."
Jirik laughed, "Military Advisor, there is no need to underestimate yourself."
After laughing, he frowned again, leaned his elbows on his knees, rubbed his lush beard, and sighed, "But that Prince Duan is really hard to deal with. I fought him twice, but I didn't expect him to be so skilled in martial arts and so brave. He fights like he doesn't care about his life."
Qin Yunxuan's eyes flickered slightly, "I didn't expect that he is not lame anymore. He has been pretending for so many years, which shows how cunning he is. Your Majesty, you must be more careful when facing him in the future."
"Doesn't he have any weaknesses?"
A man at the banquet slammed the table and said, "My general was nearly cut in half by him. I still feel scared when I think about it now. If we don't get rid of this man, he will become a big threat to my nine tribes sooner or later!"
"Then we have to ask the military advisor. He and Prince Duan are brothers after all, so he can't be completely ignorant, right? Or is the military advisor still concerned about their brotherly love and refuses to tell us?"