Son of Song Dynasty

Chapter 233 Eating Meat
Two days later, Zhao Dezhao's reconnaissance team had been completely dispersed.

On the third day, relevant information was sent back one after another.

Sometimes it's a pigeon delivering a message, and sometimes it's an arrow shaft binding a letter and shooting it to the top of the city at night.

According to intelligence, the Northern Han army is at the end of its strength, and its rations and morale have reached the lowest point.

However, the second day's battle of attacking and defending the city wall was still in full swing, inextricably linked.

It was another bloody morning, and Zhao Yuanzuo was still the first line of defense at the top of the city.

After personally shooting three or four enemies to death and beheading two Northern Han sergeants who rushed to the top of the city, the Northern Han army retreated like a tide.Song Jun finally held the city firmly again.

Fang Zhengqi looked at Zhao Yuanzuo with surprise and admiration.

King Qi's cousin is really the same as King Qi, which is really admirable.

With the identity of Xiao Jin Wang, the special envoy of the town, and the sword of Shang Fang, he still rushed to the front line of defense in every battle.Slashing the enemy with his hands, staining his robe with blood.

It's no wonder that the city can be defended, if another ordinary general came, I'm afraid it would have already fallen.

Of course, Fang Zhengqi was even worse. He killed more than ten enemies, and single-handedly beheaded more than half of the Northern Han soldiers who rushed to the top of the wall.It can be said that it is invincible.

Zhao Yuanzuo was secretly happy, finally understanding why Zhao Dezhao sent him here.

The two sat on the top of the wall to rest, and after a while, the officer in charge of counting the results of the battle and the battle damage came to report.

"Master Special Envoy! Nearly [-] enemies were wiped out in today's battle, and our army suffered more than [-] casualties!"

After hearing this, Zhao Yuanzuo suddenly changed his color and his face was full of sorrow.

The current battle loss ratio is already as high as one to two. If the Northern Han army continues to attack, Shuiluo City may really be unable to bear it.

At the very beginning, the city had sufficient defensive equipment, such as rolling logs, stones, kerosene, bows and arrows, everything that one expects to find.

At that time, defending Tiantian City, if the Northern Han army lost [-], they would not even have [-] casualties.

According to Zhao Dezhao, a defensive battle should normally consume a sum of four.

In other words, [-] defenders can fight against [-] siege troops, and the casualty ratio should also be this ratio.

The Song army's initial battle loss of [-]:[-] gradually rose to [-]:[-], [-]:[-]...

Now it has reached one to two. In terms of fighting for heads, the Northern Han army is four or five times stronger than the Song army.

If this goes on, if there is no way to back you, the city will be destroyed just around the corner.

Fang Zhengqi saw Zhao Yuanzuo's worry, and said with relief, "My lord, don't worry! His Royal Highness Qi Wang gave me a trick, saying that if I get the exact information of the enemy army, I can open the bag with you, my lord."

Saying that, he took out a small kit from his bosom.

Zhao Yuanzuo was overjoyed, "That's great! General Fang, please open it quickly!"

The two sat side by side, and opened the kit together, and there was a small note inside, and a paragraph was written.

The general idea is that when the information shows that the Northern Han army’s rations are only ten days old and morale is extremely low, they can kill cattle and horses and eat beef at the top of the city.

Once the food and grass were destroyed, the Northern Han army had no way to support them, so they could only withdraw their troops, and the danger of Shuiluo City could be solved easily.

Zhao Yuanzuo looked at the kit with a rather strange expression.

He had seen Fang Zhengqi's bravery and skill in fighting, but with only 500 people, could he enter the Northern Han army and burn the food and grass?
The opponent still has an army of 10,000+.

Zhao Yuanzuo was a little worried, but he didn't say it out. He has been guarding the city until today, and he has reached the level of absolute trust and even admiration for Zhao Dezhao, but Fang Zhengqi still has reservations.

Fang Zhengqi seemed to see the hesitation in his heart, and said with a smile, "My lord only needs to follow the plan, and leave the rest to the junior general! You don't need to trust the junior general, but you only need to trust King Qi."

"The last general himself can't believe it, but if His Royal Highness King Qi says it's possible, then it will be possible!"

Fang Zhengqi's words were impassioned and firm-willed, and they completely reached Zhao Yuanzuo's heart.

Zhao Yuanzuo nodded heavily, and shouted, "Come here! Slaughter cattle and horses! I want to feast the sergeants!"

Due to the recent heavy rain in Weizhou, it is difficult to transport grain and grass supplies. Food in the city is already in short supply, but there are still many cattle and horses.

Since the Han Dynasty, rulers who valued farming were very concerned about the importance of cattle.

The rulers of each dynasty and generation have rigidly stipulated that cattle must not be killed without authorization.

Anyone who wants to kill a cow must first report to the official to wait for approval, and the official can only implement it after verification.

Before the Song Dynasty, people seldom ate pork, because pork had a stench that was difficult to get rid of.

It was not until Song Dongpo improved the way of eating pork that the pork became popular, which also led the farmers to improve the breeding of pigs, gradually eliminating the peculiar smell of pigs.

Therefore, Zhao Yuanzuo ordered the cattle to be slaughtered at this time, and it was already a desperate battle!
Anyway, the city is about to be broken, and it doesn't make any sense to keep the cattle. Instead, they may become trophies to reward the enemy.

Zhao Yuanzuo ordered ten cattle to be slaughtered, and two wounded horses were also killed for meat.

At the head of Shuiluo City, hundreds of cauldrons were lined up, and thousands of catties of beef and horse meat were boiled in the pot, with various spicy seasonings unique to the Song Dynasty.

It happened to be a southwesterly wind today, and the delicacy passed down the city and was sent straight to the noses of the soldiers of the Northern Han Dynasty.

All of a sudden, the whole army was shocked, and the momentum was astonishing!
It turned out that the Northern Han army at this time was even worse than the Song army. Three days ago, there were only three days of food left.

There was no more food to send in the Northern Han Dynasty, and there were cases of people starving to death.

Liu Youhu knew that the situation was urgent, and the outcome of this battle might not only affect the fate of the country, but might even affect whether the Northern Han Dynasty could continue to exist.

He knew that he had a heavy responsibility and was unwilling to fail. He decided to make a last-ditch effort.
So it was ordered to be changed to one meal a day, and the rest was filled with wild vegetables and grass roots, meat from wounded horses, etc.

However, the Northern Han Dynasty had already been corrupted by the whole people, and the generals and officers of the armed forces suppressed each other layer by layer, greedy and greedy.

The 10,000+ army, except for the generals, could not see a trace of oil or water, and the only meal was thin soup with little water.

Coupled with the persistence of the war and no progress, the sergeants were already dissatisfied.

"Is this the cooking meat in Song Dynasty?"

"It's so delicious! I want to eat it too!"

"I haven't eaten meat for more than ten days. I really can't stand it!"

"The Great Song Dynasty really belongs to the Shang Kingdom! The meat they cook has a unique flavor, much more delicious than ours!"

When Liu Youhu smelled the smell of meat, he immediately had a premonition that something was wrong.

"Come on! Give me an order, the whole army retreats five li and goes down to the stronghold, and those who disobey the order will be executed!"

"But... Commander! I'm afraid it's too late."

The herald shrank a little when he saw the passionate sergeants.

He is from the bottom and knows the hearts of the bottom sergeants best.

(End of this chapter)