The cold icy rain slapped his face randomly... Chang Yu was near the Anding Gate Archery Tower, staring at the Qing troops swarming like locusts under the city with a sneer on his face. The guards around him were holding shields to protect him tightly. , for fear of being hit by stray arrows and rocks.
The Ming army who defended the city risked their lives to resist. Arrows, rocks and fireballs whizzed past their heads. They screamed incessantly. There were fewer and fewer comrades around them. Rain and blood were everywhere on the city, and the city was bright red.
At this time, they had no time to grieve for their lost comrades. Facing the swarming Tatars below, they had even forgotten to be afraid, because they knew in their hearts that if they retreated, they would be killed by themselves, and they would not be able to stop the roosters and dogs in the Tatar city. .
Fight! Only by fighting can we survive!
These soldiers from the Beijing camp, who were called Caigua by the Fourth Battalion of Dongchang, although their combat prowess was not worth mentioning, they had the blood of the Ming Dynasty flowing in their bodies, and they were also upright men of the Ming Dynasty. When facing a national crisis, they knew how to make a choice between life and death!
Fight hard to kill the enemy!
The rain was getting heavier and the artillery could no longer be used, but it did not affect their morale. On the contrary, as the battle became more intense, the fighting became more fierce and bloody. Thousands of arrows were fired, and rolling stones and wood kept being thrown at the city. The corpses of the Tatar soldiers at the gate almost piled up into a hill, so that the chariot could not get close to the city gate for a while.
The Qing soldiers below the city also became ruthless. When the city gate was blocked by corpses, they held up their shields and asked the civilians to clean it. The soldiers who climbed up the city ladder went forward bravely regardless of life and death. At the most critical moment, they almost jumped to the top of the city to engage the Ming army in hand-to-hand combat. .
History will not repeat itself. I will not allow Li Zicheng to destroy the imperial capital, and neither can you Dorgon. Chang Yu sneered on the city, raised his head and shot an arrow through the Qing army in the city.
"Lord Governor, there are Tatars approaching the city near Desheng Gate," someone yelled nearby. Chang Yu turned his head and looked to the west. The rain was a little heavy and it was difficult to see too far. He could vaguely see that it was very tragic over there.
"Tie Zhu, take your men to help Wang Jiayan defend the city. If you can't hold on, you will jump down!" Chang Yu shouted sharply. Li Tiezhu, one of the three commanders of Gongziying, led a hundred people in a hurry!
With him personally in charge, Andingmen is in danger. Although Deshengmen is not the first main attack point, it is the main attack area and the pressure is not small. It is not terrible if a small number of enemies board the city. What is terrible is that the commander cannot control the situation and the morale of the army is chaotic. , and it’s over as soon as they disperse.
Chang Yu has experience in this area. When he and Zhou Yuji were guarding Taiyuan, the bandit troops boarded the city several times and engaged in bloody battles with the officers and soldiers. As long as they stayed steady and slashed at each other, there was a high chance that they could kill the opponent. Taking advantage of the terrain.
"The factory supervisor won't really kill Mr. Wang, right?" Li Muchian glanced sideways at Chang Yu. The young eunuch was so murderous at this time that he didn't dare to look directly at him.
Chang Yu snorted: "If they are all chopped down, who will help Ming Dynasty? There are only a few loyal people now, and I can't wait to hold them in the palm of my hand."
Dorgon was watching the battle in the heavy rain outside the city. The arrogance on his face gradually disappeared and his brows began to frown. Faced with such a fierce attack by his subordinates, the Ming army on the city unexpectedly stood up to resist regardless of the cost. This surprised and even surprised him. Somewhat shocked.
When he entered the customs, he had obtained reliable information. The area around the capital was empty of troops. Apart from the unusable capital camp, there were only a few personal guards left in the capital. He thought they were only defending the city with high walls and thick walls. If he had made an attack, The cruelty must have scared the piss out of those Ming soldiers, but who would have thought that what they saw in front of them was a different scene. These Ming soldiers were not afraid of life and death and rose up to resist. It was really rare in the past years... No, I saw them outside the pass a few months ago, but they were on the same side. Army, when did the introspective Caigua people have this kind of bloody spirit?
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty" A horse on a fast horse rushed towards us in the rain: "Over there with the Ten Kings..."
Dorgon's face became serious when he saw it, and he suddenly raised his hand: "Send the order, suspend the attack on the city, rest and wait for the order."
The offensive that had hit the city like a torrent a moment ago suddenly left corpses all over the ground as the Qing troops withdrew. Under the heavy rain, the ground was bright red like a river of blood. The Ming troops on the city looked at the retreating Qing troops. , chest heaving violently, breathing heavily, the rain left on his face blocking his sight, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his head to wipe it.
A fight suddenly seemed like a dream. Only the corpses on the ground told of the bloody cruelty. Soon many people were wailing on the top of the city and even bent over and vomited.
Chang Yu stared at the rain curtain in a daze: "The world has been in drought for a long time. Such heavy rain must be rare in previous years."
Li Muxian hummed: "I haven't seen such heavy rain in several years, but it helped us."
Chang Yu sneered: "Do you think the Tatars withdrew their troops because of the rain? Didn't you just curse that the rain came at the wrong time and turned off our cannons?"
Li Muxian raised his eyebrows: "I had not expected it well before, and I had never thought that the rain would be so heavy. Although the heavy rain was not good for the artillery, it also had a great impact on the Tatar siege. It was so slippery that it was difficult to see and had to retreat."
After saying that, he glanced at Chang Yu and saw that he was sneering and silent, and then said: "Perhaps it is because the Tatars have been attacking the city for too long, and the troops and horses are exhausted in one attack, and it is raining heavily and waiting to rest before coming again?"
"Maybe." Chang Yu looked at the storm outside the archery tower: "This battle lasted a long time. The Tatars are tired, and we have to rest. Chunxiang will give orders to change defense!"
The capital camp and personal guards had a small number of 100,000 troops. In addition to garrisoning the gates on the city, there were also reserve troops below the city, with the North City being the largest. At this time, the Tatars withdrew their troops, and Chang Yu ordered a change of defense.
The soldiers under the city carried swords, guns and sticks to the city in the rain. They looked at the blood-soaked comrades who replaced the city with complicated eyes. Many of them had been soldiers for many years. Not to mention they had never fought in a war, and they had never even seen blood. , seeing this scene at this time, it is inevitable to feel scared.
"The Dog Tartars are just mediocre. The corpses under the city are almost piled up. I didn't even let them go up to the city!" I don't know who yelled that. With this simple sentence, the new recruits who came to the city to replace them suddenly... I felt a surge of pride in my chest: "All the men of Ming Dynasty are good men." Someone in the crowd shouted, and everyone everywhere shouted in response: "All the men of Ming Dynasty are good men!"
Are they really all good guys? Chang Yu sneered as he inspected the city. The soldiers who had just arrived were placed in the city gates or in the cleared houses near the city walls. Their own logistics personnel were responsible for bandaging their wounds and providing them with food and drink.
But some soldiers suddenly burst into tears while eating, not knowing whether they were sad for their dead comrades or something else.
"Look at the bears you are like. The Tatars can beat you into pig heads even in the city. If we were to fight face to face, would you just kneel down and surrender and call me grandpa? You still have the nerve to cry like this. Really What a disgrace!" Chang Yu stood in the rain and roared. The crying soldiers looked stunned. It was obvious that this was not why they were crying.
"Mr. Factory Supervisor, you... Why did you insult us when we sacrificed our lives? Countless brothers lost their lives because of this?"! Some people couldn't help it anymore and stood up to protest. The fans around Chang Yu shouted angrily and threatened to take someone.
But Chang Yu scolded him: "Stop, when did Dongchang become a one-spoken institution? We are only allowed to curse and not allow others to defend themselves!" Then he glanced at the man, who was a low-level military attaché, and asked, "What's your name?"
"I am the commander of the Third Team of the Left Post of the Fifth Army Camp. I will kill whenever the governor wants. But I want to defend our brothers today. We brothers are not afraid of death, and we will not kneel in front of the Tatars and scream. Grandpa, we will fight them tooth and nail, even if we can’t defeat them! In one sentence, a scholar must be killed and never humiliated!"
The words "A scholar may be killed but not humiliated" were like a plague. All the soldiers nearby stood up with a roar and roared in unison.
Chang Yu sneered: "You are so talented, have you ever thought that after saying this in front of the governor, you will never be able to do it!"
"A scholar can be killed and cannot be humiliated. Even if he be beheaded, he will accept his humble position, but he must defend his brothers before he dies." But Hu Badao gritted his teeth! Of course he knew Dongchang's reputation for being ruthless and ruthless. The fate of the eunuch who contradicted Dongchang at this time could be imagined.
"If the factory director wants to kill us, please kill us too," someone yelled, and everyone else responded.
Chang Yu sneered, "Good guys, we are in a group!" He pointed at Hu Badao and said: "You have done your best today. I have four battalions under my command, which are dedicated to recruiting heroes. Are you willing to join them?"
ah? Hu Badao was startled! Stunned locally.
"Coward" Chang Yu cursed, turned and left. After walking less than ten steps, a shout came from behind. Hu Badao hurried to the front and knelt in the water with a splash: "I am willing to follow the Lord Governor to kill the enemy and defend the country!"
"Hu Ling, this is your family, do you want it?" Chang Yu asked sideways. Hu Ling looked at Hu Badao and said, "He is a man, but Gong Ziying is all internal officials, so it is not suitable." Chang Yu yelled: "Go to Dongcheng to find the leader of Wuzhong from the Black Wolf Camp."
Hu Badao accepted the order and kowtowed and left. Li Muchian was secretly convinced in his heart. Gao, seriously Gao, used to stimulate the general's morale and win over people's hearts. This boy is young but has terrible scheming.
"Mr. Factory Supervisor" Chang Yu was about to go somewhere else to boost morale and eat something while he was there. He had been hungry since the early morning battle, but he heard the voice behind him and looked back to see Wang Jiayan coming in the rain, with a tired face and blood on his body. Banban slid down with the rain, Chang Yu raised his eyebrows: "Master Wang is injured?"
"It's okay to have a small injury." Wang Jiayan hurriedly came to him: "The Tatars suddenly withdrew their troops. Did they retreat in recognition of the difficulty or did they rest and prepare for the attack?"
Chang Yu was silent for a while after hearing this, and looked towards the south. The sky was covered with dark clouds and heavy rain was pouring down: "It depends on the situation in the south. Whether the Tatars continue to attack the city has nothing to do with me."
Everyone looked puzzled.
Chang Yu chuckled: "You don't think that a heavy rain will deter Dorgon, who is determined to win, right? He is not afraid of the light of swords and shadows. How can a little rain scare him?"
Everyone was startled and suspicious, but Li Muchian looked calm.
"Please, Mr. Factory Supervisor, please speak clearly," Wang Jiayan asked.
Chang Yu sighed softly: "The Tatars in the south of the city did not attack the city, but they divided their troops and went south. What did Mr. Wang think?"
Wang Jiayan was silent for a moment, and suddenly he looked happy: "It was the factory governor who ordered the people outside the city to take action. Well, a good attack from inside and outside, a good one to take advantage of the situation..."
"What a p!" Chang Yu roared: "We could have defended the city and consumed the Tatars' troops and combat readiness to the greatest extent, but we didn't know that that young man insisted on fighting others hard, which only increased casualties. It’s fine if Fan succeeds, but if it’s...how can I spare him!"
Wang Jiayan and others were stunned! In their opinion, a combined attack from inside and outside is the best tactic at this time, but in Chang Yu's opinion, it is completely unnecessary and even harmful. First of all, he is confident that with the high walls of the imperial capital, he can hold on as long as he grits his teeth and tries his best to After consuming the strength of the Qing army, he wanted to let the soldiers of the Beijing camp see blood. This was the best opportunity to hone their skills.
Secondly, he was well aware of the strength of the Ming army in the south. After more than a month of hard fighting, the troops were exhausted and their horses were under heavy burden. He also knew the strength of the Qing army's cavalry. If the Ming army in the south had tens of thousands of troops in a group, the Qing army would not dare to attack them easily. After all, Dorgon's main purpose in entering the customs this time was robbery, and he would not fight hard if he could. However, if the Ming army did not know what was good and gave away their lives, he would not mind accepting it.
At this time, Chang Yu's only worry is that some outstanding young man is eager to make meritorious deeds and go alone to die.
He didn't know that a young man with more than 10,000 cavalry troops really came to "rush to the rescue".
However, this was not the worst. Just as Chang Yu and Wang Jiayan were chatting and walking towards the city gate, suddenly a horse from a distance shouted: "Mr. Factory Supervisor, the Tatars are fighting in from Guangqumen! "
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Set a small goal first, such as remembering in 1 second: Shukeju
