Zhang Shize waved his hand, and the 5,000 people and ten battalions of Shanxi Town he had just taken were immediately beaten to half of their blood. They shouted wildly. The people in front were carrying shields, and the large group of people behind were carrying ladders and rushing towards the gap in the city wall. go.
Since Shanxi Town has received so many benefits, it must also contribute. The northern city wall of Dongsheng was violently exploded, causing a huge gap of fifty meters to collapse.
The city wall of Dongsheng was built in the Tang Dynasty. Mongolia did not put much effort into strengthening it and did not cover it with bricks. After hundreds of years of being eaten by insects and rats, it has already been riddled with holes.
It has turned into the shape of a terrace and is covered with dense weeds. The crenels were all in pieces, as if they were gnawed by dogs.
When nothing happens, no one wants to put in the effort and money to repair it. Now that we are at war, it is too late to repair.
Bu Shitu looked at the huge gap that collapsed in the distance with heart-breaking pain. Starting last year, when the situation became increasingly tense, he made several attempts to repair and cover the city wall with bricks.
But when I calculated that it would cost thirty thousand taels of silver, I immediately felt very painful. It was shelved. At this time, his intestines were blue with regret.
The city is ruined, and no matter how much money he has, he can't keep it. This is really sacrificing one's life rather than one's wealth.
"Come over and block the gap for me. Go quickly." Bu Shitu jumped on his feet and yelled, asking his soldiers to rush over immediately.
At this time, it was too late to block the attack. We could only repel the Ming army first. Centurion Qimuge held a shield in his left hand and a scimitar in his right. He howled and jumped into the gap, just in time to catch up with Hu Mingxiu and a group of people rushing up.
Hu Mingxiu saw a strong man jumping down from the wall next to him. Quickly raise your shield to block it.
With a bang, Qi Muge's knee pressed against Hu Mingxiu's shield, knocking Hu Mingxiu backwards.
This gap is V-shaped, with slopes formed on both sides. Hu Mingxiu rolled a few times and fell to the bottom of the west slope.
He spat out a mouthful of sand and cursed: "Dog Tatar, you have so much strength." He bent his waist and continued to rush upward.
As the centurion jumped down, other soldiers also jumped down. For a moment, people and horses fell over in the gap.
However, the soldiers in Shanxi Town got up immediately. In their view, these tough Mongolian elite soldiers are just walking humanoid silver.
Each one is worth at least fifty taels. They climbed up in a hurry, picked up the Yanling knife and rushed forward.
The soldiers behind them swarmed up like a tidal wave. Everyone knows that when it comes to beheading, one has to be quick and slow to do it.
At this time, the soldiers in Shanxi Town were all red-eyed, waiting to make achievements. They just got money and now they are not short of money.
Years of unpaid wages have been paid. Now they want to be officials. By cutting off the head of a true Tatar, you can choose between fifty taels of silver or a promotion.
A brutal fight unfolds. Behind the Mongols were their women, children, cattle and sheep. At this moment, they had no way out.
They must block this gap and buy time for the reinforcements behind them. In the city behind them, a large number of young men and cattle women walked out of their homes and yurts with swords, guns, bows and arrows, and formed teams to fight.
Mongolian women can also draw bows and shoot arrows, and their women are much stronger than Han women. The harsh living environment on the grassland requires them to work hard, fight against wild animals, and protect their cattle and sheep.
Men go to herd horses and sheep during the day and sleep at night. They had to keep vigil in the sheepfold. Prevent the sheep from being snatched away by wolves.
Qi Muge chopped off the left arm of a Ming soldier with one strike. The Ming soldier screamed and fell to the ground. Then three more Ming soldiers came up behind him and slashed at him from three directions with three Yanling knives.
These Ming soldiers had red eyes and were breathing heavily, like wild beasts. His wooden frame was blocked from side to side, and he was frightened at the same time.
He has been serving as the centurion of hundreds of Jinong's personal guards for more than ten years. He was very familiar with the Ming army, and he could even recognize the main officers on the opposite side.
When did the Ming army become so fierce and fearless of death? He knew that these people were the soldiers from Shanxi Town whom he was very familiar with.
Those beggar soldiers who defended the city liked to collapse on the ground like mud. As soon as the officer whipped one, the other collapsed again.
These people had completely lied down and allowed themselves to be beaten by the officers. But at this time, he had already hacked to death three scrawny Shanxi soldiers. If things had been the same in the past, the others would have dispersed long ago.
But this time, after killing one, a large group came up. The rush continues. Alatancang followed Qimuge, breathing heavily. He could hardly cut anymore.
He was covered in blood, his chain mail was in tatters, and he was limping. The gap was filled with corpses in less than a quarter of an hour.
There were both Mongols and Ming troops, and the sand on the slope had already been soaked with blood. It's slippery underfoot.
There are only fifteen people left in Hu Mingxiu's general banner. Hu Mingxiu cut off one end of the calf of a Mongolian soldier who was fighting with the Ming army with a knife. The painful guy fell to the ground, rolling and howling.
The blood from the broken knee splattered everywhere like a spray. Tuluzi immediately slashed his neck with a simple knife and separated his head.
"Get out of the front, get out." The battalion commander shouted loudly from behind. Tongzhi is a temporary official.
Because Shanxi Town has been redivided into ten camp heads. Each camp head established a control system to manage five hundred households.
Today, almost all of Hu Mingxiu's brothers and sisters were sent here, and his anger has filled his brother's soup.
Killing with all his might with red eyes. These Jinong's personal barracks are really not built, they are very elite. His eyes were red with bloodshed and he refused to withdraw.
The two Xiaoqi who were still alive had no choice but to forcefully drag him down. He was dragged down by Pao Ze.
"General Hu, if you disobey military orders, you will be beheaded, beheaded."
"Li Boming shouted in his ear.
"Keep the green hills here. Don't worry about running out of firewood. Leave some seeds for our general banner." Wei Kang also advised.
Hu Mingxiu was forcefully dragged down the slope. They had just retreated, clearing the view ahead.
Then they saw a group of soldiers rushing over them with a paper-shell object that was thick in front and narrow in the back.
Li Boming said in surprise: "It's a hundred tigers running together with arrows! This is a deadly thing." Just when the three of them were in a daze.
A dozen soldiers had already taken out fire certificates from their arms. Blow it up with your mouth. The fuse was lit. Then he quickly pointed his open mouth at the secretly numb Mongolian in front.
Qimuge, who had just defeated the Ming army in a bloody battle, saw these strange paper tubes facing him before he could take a breath.
These huge paper tubes are as big as a bucket in the front and only as thick as a large sea bowl in the back. The opening is densely packed with arrows.
Qiu Muge was so well-informed that he was frightened for a short time and his whole body was numb, as if he had been struck by lightning. He immediately recognized what it was.
"A hundred tigers are running with arrows! Oh my god, get down!"
