After I disguised myself as a man, I became everyone's white moonlight

Chapter 285 Chu Jiang, You Are Doomed to Fail

Just as the major general said, we must not let our guard down at the North Gate tonight.

After the battle on Han Ziyu's side, the other drowsy soldiers quickly woke up.

On the battlefield, no one can fall asleep completely, no matter how tired they are.

No one can guarantee that they will not fall asleep and never wake up again.

At midnight, the battle started at the north gate, and the troops attacking the city were still the Great Zhou army...

This time, the defenders of Xianyang did not rebel and attack the city. Nearly 10,000 of the 50,000 defenders in Xianyang gradually returned to the camp of the Great Zhou.

The city in front of Xianyang was not guarded by the Eighth Prince's trusted subordinates. Therefore, it was impossible for the defenders in the city to come to the north gate to help Western Chu attack the city.

Then there was only one possibility left, that the rebels attacking the city from the east and west gates each dispatched tens of thousands of troops to gather at the north gate, and took advantage of the thick night to cover up a lot of traces.

Otherwise, tens of thousands of people moving north in broad daylight would definitely arouse the suspicion of the defenders on the city wall.

Taking advantage of the cover of night and fighting, these people moved towards the north gate and gathered.

If Han Yaojun had not been more cautious and asked Han Ziyu to bring people to guard it personally, I am afraid that the North Gate would have been breached in less than half an hour with the original thousand-man garrison.

There were only two thousand people on the city wall, while there were nearly twenty thousand people under the tower. They worked together and kept climbing up the city wall with ladders.

Even if the ladder was pushed down, they did not give up and continued to repeat the previous actions.

This kind of persistent and repetitive behavior made Han Ziyu feel tremendous pressure.

He withstood the pressure and led two thousand people to guard for two full hours.

The two thousand people cannot all be on the city wall. Some people need to be arranged behind the city gate to lest the city gate be broken and they be able to march straight in without any hindrance.

Han Ziyu assigned 800 people to the task, and the pressure on his shoulders became heavier.

He already had more than a dozen wounds on his body that had not yet healed, and he felt unprecedented pressure.

Given the overwhelming number of people, even if Xi'an City had many young and capable generals, it would be of no avail.

Just as Qi Minsong said, we can't expect a few people to turn the situation around in the face of an army of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

When Han Ziyu raised his eyes, he saw arrows flying towards him from the sky, and there were countless bows and arrows.

He didn't have time to think too much and instinctively dodged to the side.

Of course, under such an intensive attack, he had no time to pause for a moment.

The sharp arrows were like an array of arrows, dense and like a heavy rain.

No matter how skilled Han Ziyu is, he cannot withstand so many flying arrows.

He swung the sword in his hand and knocked the arrows away. Before he could catch his breath, two more arrows came straight towards his chest with great force.

Han Ziyu could only leap forward and somersault. The arrow grazed his body and almost scratched his forehead.

He was able to protect himself, but the ordinary soldiers around him did not have that skill.

Han Ziyu had sharp eyes and saw that one of the men was stunned and forgot to dodge. He pushed that man without saying a word.

"Hide!"

Even so, he could save one person, but not everyone.

The sound of arrows shooting into people's bodies was clearly audible, and they fell down one after another.

Arrows were flying all over the sky, which was obviously beyond their expectations, and they had no way to deal with it.

Because the arrows in the city had been used up long ago, even if there were arrows shot at the top of the wall, it would take time to collect them.

Faced with the dense rain of arrows, they now have no space or time to collect them!

Han Ziyu closed his eyes as more and more people fell down around him.

"Go to the other three city gates and ask them if they can spare any troops. The North Gate needs assistance!" Han Ziyu grabbed the collar of a person next to him, held him tightly, and quickly gave instructions.

"Yes." The soldiers did not dare to disobey Han Ziyu's order and crawled towards the city.

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As soon as the battle at the north gate started, the pressure on the east and west gates suddenly decreased. With tens of thousands of soldiers gone, the two gates each had less than 20,000 soldiers.

Under such circumstances, the North Gate became the party under the greatest pressure.

After three days of fighting, the 80,000-strong Western Chu army lost tens of thousands of soldiers, and now only has 60,000 soldiers left.

The pressure at the South Gate was no less than that at the North Gate. The soldiers sent by North Gate Han Ziyu to ask for help brought the original words to Han Yaojun.

Han Yaojun looked at the pale sky. The intense battle was so intense that he could no longer tell what time it was.

The faint light in the sky is the sign of dawn.

The battle started at midnight at the north gate, and now at least two hours have passed. Two thousand men can't hold out for too long...

"How many people were transferred to the east and west city gates?" Han Yaojun thought for a moment and asked.

"Each of them has mobilized a thousand men." The soldiers looked embarrassed and dejected.

These one thousand men are the maximum number that can be mobilized for the east and west city gates.

At the beginning, there were only more than 10,000 people guarding the city gate. After nearly ten days of fighting, the number was less than 5,000.

At this time, each of them contributed 1,000 yuan and they all tried their best.

There were less than 8,000 men left at the South Gate, and the enemy force they faced was ten times their size...

Han Yaojun glanced at the soldiers who were fighting hard, and thought for a moment, "We can only mobilize 500 people."

This is the limit of what he can mobilize, and at most it will cause panic among the soldiers at the South Gate!

After the five hundred men were counted and left, the South Gate, which was already under increasing pressure, now dared not relax at all.

Chu Xi wrapped his left hand with one hand, bit the bandage, and pulled it tight to the right.

His left hand had just been stabbed by the spear tip of a Western Chu soldier. The only thing to be thankful for was that the spear did not penetrate and the wound was not deep.

Otherwise, once a puncture is done on such a fragile and important part of the hand, it will be useless even if it is healed later.

Although Han Yaojun came from a family of military generals, he had participated in many battles in recent years and was awarded the title of general for his military exploits.

But this was the first time such a large-scale battle took place.

"The troops that launched the surprise attack at the north gate were most likely drawn from the Great Zhou army that attacked the city from the east and west." Chu Xi raised his chin and motioned for him to look down.

"There is no sign of movement by the Western Chu army. If there was, we would have noticed it."

Han Yaojun agreed with Chu Jiang's analysis, which was well-founded and clearly organized.

Qi Minsong looked at the city wall and saw a faint glow of dawn in the darkness, as well as the light of fire from the battlefield.

He clenched the reins with his fingers, "Has the fight started at the North Gate?"

With a sharp eye like him, he naturally noticed the subtle situation of the withdrawal of soldiers from the South Gate.

Even though the number of troops withdrawn was only 500, there were less than 8,000 people at the South Gate to begin with. With the withdrawal of a few hundred people, the number seemed even smaller.

"Yes." The confidant beside him quickly replied, "At midnight, the North Gate launched an attack according to the plan."

Qi Minsong lowered his eyes, "Attack the city."

This time he drew his sword, with the tip of the sword pointing towards the South Gate, then he swung the reins hard and rode his horse towards the city gate.

After three or four days of continuous siege, the huge and sturdy wooden bolt behind the city gate was already shaky and cracked in the middle.

Victory is imminent, Chu Jiang, your defeat is inevitable.