Before Zu Kuan could finish his words, he was slapped on the back of his head. He pulled out the knife and was about to settle the score with the audacious bastard, but when he looked back, it was Zu Dashou. His plan for revenge suddenly flew out of the sky.

"What nonsense are you talking about! If they don't die, you have to die. You live or they live, you choose one."

Zu Kuan lowered his head and said nothing, and kept kicking a small stone under his feet. The situation just now was indeed dangerous. To be honest, even the regular Ming army was no match for the Tatars when playing with knives in close combat.

The hard life gave them a strong body. Fighting with the sky and the earth and the beasts of nature honed their skills. The strength of the strong body and body, once supplemented by fighting skills, is invincible on the battlefield.

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Not to mention those civilians, even if he led a team of elites to rush forward, he would not get any benefits.

When the Tatar soldiers surged in and were about to break through, Zu Dashou actually didn't have much choice!

Yuan Chonghuan stood on the Watching the Enemy Tower, which is the tallest building in Jinzhou City. It was originally called the Star Watching Tower, but now it was renamed by Yuan Chonghuan. The enemy is currently looking at the stars!

Today's Tatar soldiers seemed to have been beaten to death. Team after team charged forward desperately. Nancheng was already broken. Normally, in this situation, the Ming army would be completely defeated. Then they knelt on the ground and begged the Eight Banners soldiers to put down their killing knives.

Go into the city! Grab money, grab food, and grab girls! This is the simplest understanding of Tatar soldiers. Nurhaci has no problem if he wants to rule the earth. As long as I grab money, food, and shiny little girls, I can

Cheng. Military and state affairs are the affairs of the banner owners, the Baylors and the Great Khan. It is your responsibility to grab a lot of things and go back to enjoy them.

Ever since the fire in Nancheng started burning, it had no intention of stopping. The Ming army kept throwing wood, firewood, and even dead people into the fire. People who were roasted with human fat were actually very resistant to burning. As for roasting human flesh,

If it doesn't smell good, that's just a minor flaw.

In order to survive, who cares whether it smells good or not? The Ming army wished that the fire would burn until the end of the world!

Because of the obstruction of the fire, the Tatar soldiers could only choose to attack from the street. The consequences of such an attack were very terrible. The gadgets of the Ming army were not only annoying, but also very deadly.

A small iron box that will explode as soon as it is touched. The power of the explosion is very limited, and it is generally not fatal unless you are particularly unlucky.

It's those little iron nails and the like that get embedded into the flesh, which can make people go crazy with pain.

A group of people will suddenly rush out on the street. Just when you are happily slashing and killing, a giant bomb will fall from the sky, and then the battlefield will become silent. Under the huge explosion, there will be no survivors!

Whether it's the Jurchens or the Ming army.

Mang Gurtai and Amin encountered such a battlefield. In just two hours, the two blue flags lost no less than a thousand people. The painful wails of the wounded soldiers echoed over the camp for a long time, which had a huge impact on morale.

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"Damn it, how did they get in last night?" Mang Gurtai spat. Just now, Niu Lu, the most capable of his men, was beaten into a sieve by countless lead pieces and nails on the street. His corpse was

When he was brought back, Mang Gurtai didn't dare to recognize it.

"The Ming army's firearms are powerful, don't we also have red-haired men?" Amin was the first to react. If this kind of bad battle continues, the losses of the two blue flags will be huge.

"Will the red-haired man help us?"

"Ask your second brother for help!" Amin felt helpless.

"I'm not going to find that guy who likes to show his knife behind his back."

"One of my men has also died. If we continue fighting like this, even if we win, what will be left of the two yellow flags? Life is more valuable than face, and now is not the time to lose face."

"You go, I won't!" Mang Gurtai turned his head angrily, as if he wanted to lead the charge himself. Being held tightly by his men, if this man rushed forward, the chance of coming back alive was really slim.

Zu Kuan took a bite of a dusty steamed bun and chewed it in his mouth. His grandmother's place was either soot or dust. The air was full of various smells, and even this steamed bun was full of smells.

It smells like gunpowder smoke.

The sun is already high, the general said. As long as we hold on until tomorrow, reinforcements from Shanhaiguan will arrive.

"Brother Kuan, look!" Zu Chengxun suddenly threw away the steamed buns in his hand and jumped up like a madman.

Zu Kuan glanced in the direction of Zu Chengxun's finger and felt like his soul was about to fly out from the back of his head.

A few red-haired men swung in from the city gate pushing a cannon, aimed at a house full of gunmen, and blasted it with one shot!

"Boom!" He watched helplessly as the house burst into smoke and collapsed. The firecracker on it fell to the ground. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Fucking red-haired ghost!" Zu Kuan dragged Zu Chengxun and hid behind a ruins. Before he could stand firmly, a volley of guns came over him.

The soldiers arrayed in the street were constantly bleeding from their bodies, and many of them did not understand what happened until they died.

The military formation on the street suddenly collapsed. Even the thick shields could not stop the muskets. The sound of horse hooves sounded, and dozens of Tatar cavalry rushed over madly. Behind them were more men with swords and guns.

infantry!

Several people came out of the street corner, all holding a bag in their hands.

"Xiaoer, what are you doing!" Zu Chengxun knew one of them, he was his nephew. He was only fifteen years old this year!

The young man did not answer Zu Chengxun's words. He saw the cavalry approaching. He lit the fuse and rushed forward with the gunpowder bag in hand. He rolled into the cavalry group!

"Boom!" Zu Chengxun felt a strong gust of wind hurt his face, and a lead bullet hit his helmet and bounced out, leaving a hole in the helmet.

The group of teenagers were not frightened by the explosion, but charged forward one by one. Holding the explosive packs in their hands, they died together with the charging Tatar soldiers.

"Fuck, they are all children!" Zu Chengxun and Zu Kuan sat on the ground, tears rushing down their dusty faces.

Zu Kuan picked up half of the palm that had been blown up from the ground. There was not even a callus on the palm. He should be a scholar from a wealthy family, so why was he sent to it to be used as cannon fodder?

"The second boy is only fifteen this year! He's only fifteen!" Zu Chengxun banged his fist on the ground and howled like a madman.

Seeing the thick smoke on the street, Zu Dashou closed his eyes in pain. They were all descendants of his ancestral family, and they did such a thing that would end their descendants. After he went back, he really didn't know how to explain it to the old and young at home.

But this is the case now. The participation of the red-haired men in the war suddenly broke the deadlock on the battlefield. Using people to make bombs is such an immoral thing, and it is forced to do nothing.

The people are becoming increasingly difficult to deceive, and they don’t know where those simple people have gone. After two rounds of deception, no one is willing to die. As long as there is some way, who is willing to watch his nephew being bombed?

Flesh and blood will fly everywhere.

The killer weapon of the Ming army is not worth mentioning in front of other people. Li Xiao has good artillery, but he can't give it to himself. After all, he is not their soldier, not his confidant. Why should they give him the capital to survive?

you!

Today will be the cruelest day, Zu Dashou is prepared for this. If you want to see the sun tomorrow, some people must die today.

Jinzhou City was turned into a hot kiln, but Li Xiao was not in a hurry. He led his men to march to the battlefield, which was not to fight, but to die.

The prepared battle plan was useless, and the situation developed too fast. The few days he spent accompanying Sun Chengzong to petition made him completely lose the opportunity in this war.

Plans can’t keep up with changes. Who the hell said this? It makes so much sense!

Fortunately, our ancestors also said something: when our comrades are in difficulty, they should see the achievements and the bright future and improve their courage!

Just as they were preparing to set off, Li Xiu's messenger arrived. One ship killed the red-haired fleet. If the person who wrote the letter was not Li Xiu, Li Xiao would not even believe that this was true.

"Second brother is really good. If you don't take action, it will be a big deal." Li Xiao held Li Xiu's letter in his hand and wished he could kiss them.

"Li Xiu, this kid, looks like he has a lot of potential. This man has a full sky and a round earth, and the palace of heaven keeps the year old...!" As soon as Li Xiao said this, Mr. Mao Wenlong immediately combined his expertise to work for Li Xiu.

A victory will pave the way for theory.

To put it bluntly, this old Mr. Ji Liao Governor is really a fortune teller.

After patiently listening to Mao Wenlong's words, Li Xiao handed the letter to Sun Chengzong.

"I used to always wonder why the red-haired people wouldn't attack Pi Island. It stands to reason that after they have cannons, they will be more able to attack Pi Island. Now I understand, there are more than 20 fucking ships,

Only three of them were warships. The rest were cargo ships obtained from who knows where.

It's okay to be a pretense, but it can be used for naval battles. How can these cargo ships compare with warships!" Li Xiao had always been worried that the red-haired people would attack Pi Island, but now this worry no longer exists. Li Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief!

"Well! Defeating the red-haired man's fleet is also very beneficial to our next move." Sun Chengzong folded the letter and returned it to Li Xiao.

I walked to the sand table again and looked at the sand table carefully. I thought about whether there were any loopholes in my plan!

The battle reached noon, and Zu Dashou looked at the streets piled with corpses with red eyes. The participation of the red-haired men greatly increased the casualties, and the front line retreated again and again. The battle was especially fierce at the place connecting the two city walls. Holding the explosive bag

Things like perishing together have become a common occurrence.

Without a knife attack, Nancheng would have been lost long ago.

The front line in the middle was once again bombarded by the red-haired men's cannons and was pushed back a block. If the attack continued like this, they would be able to hit Yuan Chonghuan right under his nose in the afternoon!

When facing the Tatar soldiers in street fighting, the best way is to form a formation. Then everyone fights in the street, and now forming a formation is an act of seeking death. No matter how thick the shield is, it cannot withstand the erupted shells.

Even if you have great abilities, if a big iron ball hits you, it will immediately break into two pieces.

Houses were blown down one by one, and the musketeers who squatted on them and fired suffered heavy casualties. The muskets had a very long range and were very powerful. But no matter how far or how large they were, they were never as powerful as artillery.

Just when Zu Dashou was almost desperate, the Tatar soldiers suddenly became confused. Behind them, there were explosions one after another.

The successful sneak attack last night made Li Xiu the master of this sea area. After sending someone to deliver a message to Li Xiao, Li Xiu immediately reloaded his ammunition and rushed towards Jinzhou City with murderous intent.

The sun was hanging in the sky at noon, and the sunlight was bright and white. This was the warmest time of the day, but Li Xiu felt a little cold in his heart.

I didn't notice it last night, but I could see clearly with a telescope today that the southern part of Jinzhou City has been breached.

The huge gap was like the mouth of a monster, and countless Tatar soldiers crawled in like ants. Li Xiu even saw red-haired soldiers entering the city in groups, pushing cannons.

Li Xiu knew very well what kind of equipment the Liao army in the city had. If they were purely Tatar soldiers, the Liao army would have no problem holding on for a month.

But now that there are red-haired people, the situation is immediately different.

I was glad that I had killed the red-haired man's fleet last night. Otherwise, I would have been entangled by the red-haired man at sea today and would not have the energy to support the Ming army in the city. Judging from the current situation, it is very clear whether Jinzhou City can hold on until tomorrow.

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The cannon fired a volley, and the dock was a sea of ​​fire. The ship that was not blown up last night was now completely destroyed. The few cannons left by the red-haired men on the dock were all buried in this sea of ​​fire.

Those cannons were the only thing in the Later Jin army that could pose a threat to Li Xiu.
To be continued...