Chapter 184

The blue flag is very compact.

Seven or eight hundred Han slaves were driven to serve as meat shields in front of them. Behind them were two or three hundred gold soldiers carrying cloud ladders. Judging from their clothing and appearance, they were not just the Han Army flag soldiers just now, but were mainly real slaves.

On both sides, there are already hundreds of archers approaching.

It seems that this slap in the face just now made Amin angry.

Li Yuanqing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked down on the whole situation.

There is no empty man under his fame.

A min dare to break hands with Huang Taiji, but it's not just arrogant. Just look at his understanding of the war situation and his determination to mobilize the battle array, you can know one or two.

This kind of person is definitely a person who says and does what he says and does what he does.

"Yuanqing, this wave is not easy. They are so numerous that they will not be able to stop them by relying only on bird and blunderbuss. " Zhang pan is a little anxious.

Almost seven or eight hundred Han slaves had a sandbag in their hands, and there was a sandbag defense line 50 paces away. Once they pushed over, it would be difficult to stop them from setting up a ladder on the side of the Ming army at the head of the city.

Li Yuanqing nodded, "the blunderbuss, bows and arrows are suppressed. Tell the catapults to serve them some soup dishes first. "

"Yes." The order was passed down in a moment.

Soon, the birds and blunderbusses on the top of the city, flying arrows, straight to the Han slaves under the city.

These Han slaves immediately cried for their father and mother.

They didn't have any defensive equipment at all. It was summer and they were all in single clothes. They became the targets of the Ming army's bird and spear soldiers and archers.

At this time, the main force of the later Jin Dynasty was hiding behind them. They could not run even if they wanted to run. There was no way for them to go to heaven or anywhere. They could only wait for death.

Li Yuanqing's heart is not taste.

This son of a bitch, it's a crime.

Unfortunately, if we do not attack them, Lushun city will be directly threatened, and the consequences are unimaginable. Li Yuanqing has to choose to be ruthless.

"Fellow villagers, I feel sorry for you. Your blood debt, I swear, will be paid by these Tartars Li Yuanqing called out to the Han slaves in the city.

"Help us, my Lord."

"We are also the people of Daming."

"My Lord, you can't shoot us."

"My lord..."

These Han slaves immediately burst into a pot, and their crying was earth shaking.

Li Yuanqing vomited out a long breath, forcing himself not to see or listen to this scene. On that day, xipingbao, I'm afraid, Luo Yitong also blamed himself for this kind of scene?

Loving the people like a son has always been the core of Confucianism. Especially the veteran like him

But Li Yuanqing didn't have time to be soft hearted. At this time, the Han slaves had already broken through the sandbag defense line of 50 steps, and were driven by the soldiers of the later Jin Dynasty to push down the wall.

"Throw the sandbag. Throw it under the wall. "

"Come on. You don't want to die, old man

A helpless old man, was a Han Army flag soldiers a knife hard cut over.

The Han Army Flag soldier hid behind the crowd and cried out: "all his mother's top, who dares to retreat, this is the end."

The crowd was crying and howling, but what could they do about it?

"Shoot. Shooting. Suppress them, don't let them come. " Li Yuanqing yelled.

At the head of the city, the Ming army didn't dare to neglect it. Birds and guns and bows and arrows were singing together.

At this time, the catapult is also ready, one by one stinking earthenware pot, has been pulled to the back of the rubber band.

"Let go."

With Chen Changyou's exclamation, six catapults, eight simple catapults, and a row of black pots and earthenware flew over the city wall and fell into the crowd.

"Ah. You Ming Gouzi, who killed a thousand swords. "

A soldier of the Han Army flag was hit by a black pot. The jar burst instantly. The thick dark liquid immediately covered his whole body, and the stench was smelling.

"What is this? What the hell is this?"

The soldier of the Han Army Flag suddenly broke his head and blood. The foul liquid seeped into the wound on his head and gradually spread to his whole body. He rolled on the ground in pain and howled desperately. He could not live.

After all, the catapults and catapults were more powerful. These earthen pots and earthenware went directly through the Han slaves in front of them and exploded in the main force of the later Jin army.

However, there are very few people who are as unlucky as the soldiers of the Han Army flag. Even if the other people are not directly hit by these pots and jars, the liquid in them can be easily splashed on them.

This thick smell can't be wiped off. If it is splashed into the eyes, the eyes will be blind immediately.

"Gua Zao. All of them are on top of me. Quick, quick -- "

At this time, a bright steel knife stabbed into the back of his heart. A Jiala Zhangjing in silver armor stepped forward and shouted at the soldiers.It was Fu chatai, a close friend of Amin.

Seeing that there was a big master coming, the Jin army did not dare to neglect them, so they had to continue to rush forward, and the speed was accelerated a lot.

"Whoosh Whoosh... "

Another row of earthenware pots and earthenware flew by, and they fell into the middle of the army of the Late Jin Dynasty, and a few hapless ghosts became the victims of grief.

The ground was covered with debris, and the stench was sticky.

If you accidentally step on these things and slip, your skin will be cut by pieces and stick to this kind of thing. Even if you don't die, you will lose half of your life.

In addition, the sandbags and corpses left by the Han slaves, as well as the arrows and bullets of the Ming army on the head of the city, the vast area outside the north city of Lushun is like a hell.

However, there were Fucha Thai prison array, Amin was not far behind, and the old slaves were in the central army. No one dared to neglect these soldiers, and they rushed madly toward the city under the firepower of the Ming army.

As a result, the long-range firepower of the Ming army almost reached the gap period, which needed to be recuperated. For the time being, it was unable to cause a fatal attack on the later Jin army. They had to be allowed to rush to the bottom of the wall and set up a ladder.

Han slaves have been dispersed. Soon, more than 100 Houjin soldiers, under the cover of archers on both sides, began to climb up the ladder and rush to the head of the city.

"Rolling wood. He Shi. Golden juice. I'd like to say hello to me. "

Li Yuanqing's Changsheng camp is responsible for the long-range firepower on the head of the city, but it is Chen Zhonghe and Zhang Pan's work to set up the defense at close range.

In such a situation, neither of them dared to neglect. They hastened to call on all departments and all kinds of defense weapons, and threw them into the city.

For the defense work of Lushun City, although there is not enough time, the three people have done a lot of preparation. In Lushun City, near the north gate, the residential buildings are basically demolished, and all that can be used are used as weapons.

At this time, in the face of the attack of the later Jin army, the Ming army did not reserve too much and spared no weapons at all. It was just a word - Gan.

A white armor inlaid with blue flag, with a single knife in his mouth, holds a shield in his left hand and a ladder in his right hand. Like a sensitive ape, he quickly climbs up the ladder.

"Kill you dog tartar." A Ming soldier raised a stone with a big head and smashed it on the head of the white armor.

This white armour grinned ferociously, showing a mouth of yellow teeth, fiercely one side, actually avoided this big stone.

However, he was very skillful, but a soldier in the Han Army Flag below was very unlucky. The stone hit his face, and his brain burst suddenly. He fell down from the ladder without any movement.

"Oh. This dog tartar. How dare you jump? "

Seeing that the Ming army couldn't hit the target, he was very angry. He quickly picked up a stone and smashed it on the head of the white armor.

However, the white armour was extremely sensitive and dodged again. At the same time, his right hand suddenly raised, and his bright steel knife was hurled at the Ming soldiers.

This Ming army soldier is only seventeen or eighteen years old. He was so bold just now. When was he so close to the crisis?

At a loss, he could only wait for death.

At this time, a big knife fiercely blocked in front of him, with a "clang" sound, withstood the fatal blow of the white armor.

The soldier of Ming army was surprised and pleased. After a while, he could see the face of the man in front of him. He was about to kowtow.

Li Yuanqing a smile, busy pull him, "next time see things bad. Don't be silly and hide behind the wall. Stone is not easy to use for this beast. Use this. "

Li Yuanqing said, pointing to the side of a broken pot on the fire, which is full of thick stench.

The Ming army soldiers also responded. They quickly raised the broken basin with Li Yuanqing and poured it on the white armor face that was just about to climb to the city head.

Although the white beetle can avoid breaking stones, how can it avoid this pool of stinking viscous liquid?

Although he reacted very quickly and bowed his head in a hurry, he was still drenched all over. He was scalded like a pig. He fell down from the top of the ladder with a thump and fell to the ground.

"General, he, is he dead?"

The Ming army soldier was about to poke out his head and investigate the movement of the white armor. Li Yuanqing held him in a hurry, "haven't you got a long memory? You think he's dead, then he's dead. Be smart, young man. This is a white armor. Don't forget to report to Zhenfu. "

With that, Li Yuanqing laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and walked quickly to other places for inspection.

This Ming army soldier is stupefied for a long time, this just reacts, can't help but laugh, "ha ha. White armor. I killed a white armor. Dog Tartars, come if you have the courage. Grandfather is waiting for you. "

There was a standoff between the two sides for about half an hour. Although the Ming army had done its best, there were still brave Houjin soldiers who climbed to the top of the city and gathered quickly.

Hand to hand combat is inevitable.At this time, Li Yuanqing had returned to the command post near the Chengmen tower. His inspection of the war situation also made Li Yuanqing more clear about the gap between the soldiers of the Ming army and those of the later Jin Dynasty.

In terms of personal bravery, it is difficult for the Ming army soldiers to compete with the soldiers in the later Jin Dynasty.

If we use some uncertain figures to describe it, the combat effectiveness of a soldier in the Late Jin Dynasty is at least twice as much as that of the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, and all kinds of waistcoats, that is to say nothing of it.

Often, a white armor, seven or eight people on this side of the Ming army, are not necessarily rivals.

This is still under the extremely favorable terrain conditions occupied by the Ming army.

However, the three departments were extremely well prepared, and there were enough troops on the head of the city. Even though the soldiers of the later Jin Dynasty were brave, they were still few. Because of the influence of the terrain, they could not go to the head of the city. Too many people came, and soon they were forced back by the Ming army.

Soon, the gunshot soldiers of Changsheng camp also recovered their firepower and could not lift their heads.

Amin's fierce offensive has basically been disintegrated by Li Yuanqing's three departments.

Not far away, Amin's lungs are about to explode.

He also saw that it was not that the warriors under his command were not brave enough, but that the bright dogs in the city were too insidious and too difficult to handle, just like a dog skin plaster, which entangled his warriors, making them strong but unable to make them out.

Seeing that the main force of fuchatai had been set on fire by the Ming army's bird gun, the old slave next to him said, "Sir, I'm afraid that fuchatai can't hold on. We can't do it any more. "

Amin clenched his fist tightly, but he also knew that this afternoon, he had no chance of winning the siege which lasted nearly two hours.

Almost from the teeth bite out two words, Amin vicious way: "retreat."

"Cha."

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