Luo Ge was blown up!
Unfortunately, he was not killed. His warhorse was very large and blocked most of the damage from the explosives.
But his legs were completely destroyed.
Luo Ge became a useless person who could not walk from then on.
The commander of the army was seriously injured, and the barbarian soldiers who came to support them had no intention of fighting again. Many of them were killed in the explosion.
Or the explosives frightened the horses out of control, and the soldiers on their backs fled in panic, running deep into the grassland and no longer obeying orders.
The barbarian army was already loose, and now it was completely messed up.
Chen Kui and Bian Ziping led 3,000 soldiers out of the ambush.
"Kill, soldiers, kill all the barbarians and protect my Daqi..."
The Zhan family army was full of momentum and surged forward.
The soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding Mo Dao led the charge and rushed to the enemy camp.
Then the Qinnu team followed with arrows.
Archers assisted.
Finally, the last soldier made up the attack.
A team of 3,000 people fought with the momentum of 20,000 people.
Zhan Chengyin stood on the city wall. He had a hunch that they had won this battle, and won beautifully.
This guerrilla war lasted until three o'clock in the middle of the night.
Ye Mumu was worried about the result and did not go to bed.
This was the first time that the Zhan family army took the initiative to attack. If they lost or suffered too many casualties, it would affect the subsequent morale.
They won. Won cleanly and beautifully.
The morale of the soldiers soared, and they were more comfortable and confident in fighting guerrilla warfare.
At 3:30 in the morning, Zhan Chengyin passed a note to Ye Mumu, "We won! The Zhan family army won."
The barbarians stationed 50,000 troops in the south of the city. More than 10,000 were killed in the bombing, more than 2,000 were trampled to death by horses due to fear, and more than 3,000 were hacked to death by the Zhan family army in the guerrilla war.
The barbarian army lost more than 17,000 soldiers in the southern part of the city alone. The northern part of the city suffered even more serious losses.
Luo Ge was the first to support the northern part of the city. He was eager for quick success and led
30,000 people to support, but he did not expect that most of the explosives were buried on the road that must be passed in the north of the city.
At that time, more than 10,000 people were killed by the 30,000 people.
Luo Ge was also blown up, his mount was blown over on the spot, and his legs were blown into a bloody mess. The supporting soldiers took him back. Without the commander, there was no one to support the north of the city. Chen Wu used his troops more boldly than Chen Kui, and he transferred more than 10,000 soldiers to chase out of the city gate. They picked up the Mo Dao and chased the fleeing barbarians frantically. Fifty thousand people in the north of the city were killed by explosions, trampled by horses, and died under the swords of the Zhan family army. The number of barbarians in the north of the city lost was as high as 25,000. A guerrilla war caused the barbarians to lose 42,000 people. Only a few hundred people died on the side of the Zhan family army. A large part of these dead soldiers were not well-equipped, and their armor and weapons were not as good as those of the soldiers wearing heavy armor. However, Zhan Chengyin and many generals were very happy. The minority defeated the majority, causing the barbarians to lose 42,000 people. A full 42,000 people! In the past, they would not have dared to imagine that one day they would kill 42,000 barbarians despite the huge disparity in numbers. This battle not only made the discouraged soldiers confident again. Even if they were besieged, they could still severely damage the barbarian army. Even if the barbarian army had an advantage in numbers, they could still defeat the enemy by outsmarting them. This battle was not only a matter of pride, but also brought confidence and hope to countless soldiers. Zhan Chengyin asked someone to take out the wine that was not finished last time, and asked the cook to copy a few dishes and bring them to the tower.
Everyone was drinking and talking happily.
Chen Wu's face was covered in blood, and he drank a bottle of beer before he had time to wash it.
"I'm happy!!"
"I killed more than a hundred people, more than a hundred... I haven't felt so happy in a long time!"
Chen Kui continued, "General, I saw Luo Ge was blown off his horse, he is very likely dead."
The remaining soldiers heard it and looked at Chen Kui at the same time.
There was shock in their eyes!
Was Luo Ge really blown up?
Even the depressed Mo Fan asked him. "Are you sure? He is the younger brother of the King of Mobei. The Mobei royal court trusts him very much and gave him 300,000 soldiers and horses to attack the city."
"I'm sure. I've been watching, with my bow and arrow ready and kerosene lit. As soon as he appears, I'll light the explosives under his horse."
"Sure enough, he was blown up."
Chen Kui bared his teeth with joy, "I'm sure he's dead, or even if he's not dead, he's seriously injured."
"The explosives given by the gods are so useful. More than 30,000 of the more than 40,000 barbarian soldiers killed today were killed by the explosion, so we took advantage of it."
"So, can you ask the gods for more explosives? This is the key to our victory with fewer troops."
Zhan Chengyin also knew that today's attack relied on explosives.
If there were no explosives, they might win, but they wouldn't win so easily.
With less than 20,000 troops dispatched, 42,000 of the enemy were killed.
He said, "I'll give it a try."
Everyone started drinking, and Chen Kui and Chen Wu began to brag at the table.
Zhan Chengyin walked out of the room and wrote a letter to Ye Mumu: "The first victory in the guerrilla warfare was a great victory. 42,000 barbarians were annihilated. The barbarian commander was blown off his horse and his life or death is unknown."
"Firecrackers and explosives played a great role. Yin begged the gods to give more explosives."
At 3:30 in the morning, he thought Ye Mumu was asleep.
Unexpectedly, Ye Mumu soon sent a note, "Won? Hahaha, I said the Zhan family army would definitely win!"
"Unfortunately, many takeout stores are not accepting orders now. Can I open a few bottles of Moutai for you soldiers to celebrate?"
"Wait, I'll go to my father's wine cellar and send two barrels of red wine.
A few minutes later, Ye Mumu came over and handed over two barrels of wine.
And her message: "Haha, there are still a few boxes of white wine, which has a high degree and a high price. Don't be greedy!"
For fear that they would drink from the bowl and waste a long time, they also passed over a set of small cups of glass wine utensils.
"Okay, it's late, get ready to get some water, I'm going to sleep."
Zhan Chengyin handed the vase to Tian Qin, took four bottles of wine, and Xu Ming entered the room with the wine utensils.
Chen Wu got drunk, stood on one foot on the chair, and began to brag.
He showed the soldiers his armor. There were weapon scars on the armor, but there was no break.
"This armor is great. It saved my life several times!"
"Thank God for saving me several times, otherwise I would have died on the battlefield several times today."
Then, he took a sip of wine.
The wine was too spicy and choked him to cough.
But he was still very happy and grinned. "My brother and I won the first battle, and the rest depends on you."
Hearing this, Li Yuanzhong and Lin Dajun stood up, "Everyone, we will live up to our mission and win this battle."
Zhan Chengyin said, "Okay, you will win. Come, the white wine sent by the gods is said to be very expensive. Open a bottle and everyone will try it."
When the Feitian Maotai was opened and poured, the rich aroma of sauce filled the whole room.
Chen Wu was already half drunk, and he sniffed it, "What a fragrant wine."
Zhan Chengyin poured two cups, and he drank two cups greedily.
"The cotton fragrance is long-lasting, not spicy at all, good wine!"
Seeing this, Chen Kui directly asked the adjutant to drag him home.
Before leaving, he shouted, "I'm not drunk, I want to drink two more glasses!"
This was an unprecedented achievement during the one-year siege.