Chapter Fifty-ninth Bloody Battle of Great Harmony Twelve
"Zhang Wan!" Chongzhen called the person's name and stretched out his hand.
This move came so suddenly that in the blink of an eye, Zhang Wan and the fierce Kanxi died together, and his death turned into a "flame", which instantly ignited the fighting spirit of the Ming soldiers.
"Brothers, kill the dog Tartar! Revenge for President Qian!" The soldiers who had always been friends with Zhang Wan burst into tears. They held their spears and rushed towards the Qing army who was constantly climbing the wall. The collision between gold, iron and flesh and blood drove them to their feet.
After all.
In the crowded narrow passage, the spear formations of the Ming soldiers moved forward like crazy. Some Qing soldiers screamed and raised their swords to retaliate, but were stabbed in the waist by the two spearmen at the head and unable to move. Then a cold light shot out from the two spears.
The spear came out from between and penetrated directly into Qing Bing's heart. The spear head that was submerged in his body kept stirring until his heart was broken into pieces. It was extremely cruel.
"Dogs like to bark!" The soldier put away his gun, and the hard-earned meat brought back from the tip of the gun splashed on his face, hanging on his young face and slowly sliding down. His name was Zhang Xiu, the son of Zhang Wan, and he had been in the army since he was a child.
When he grew up, he witnessed his father falling to death when he was only seventeen or eighteen years old. Since then, he has been filled with rage and a spear in his hand to kill his father.
Under the crazy counterattack of the Ming army, all the Qing soldiers who ascended first were stabbed to the ground. As the last Qing soldier stepped on the step of the ladder, the Qing soldiers who panicked and fell to their death. The crisis on this section of the city wall was relieved. Chongzhen first commanded the soldiers to join forces.
Push down the planks of the ladder, then set the corpses of the Qing soldiers on fire and throw them all off the wall.
Chongzhen took a careful look at the situation just now, so he left some soldiers to continue to hold on to this section, while he took Zhang Xiu and other brave soldiers to support other sections of the city wall. The Qing army's ladders were attached to each section of the city wall one after another, and the battle below was to attack the city.
The car also started hammering on the gate.
Chongzhen and his men successively cleared out the Qing soldiers in two places. However, the other party had as many as ten ladders and more and more Qing soldiers descended on the city in multiple sections. The sections that Chongzhen could not take into account began to collapse.
The deserters of the Ming army discarded their weapons, walked down the steps of the city wall, and fled back into the city. The Qing soldiers who were chasing them entered the city together like herding sheep.
Goudaozi rushed to report the battle. After hearing this, Chongzhen did not panic and continued to clean up the ladders and remaining Qing troops along the road. The purpose was only to cut off the enemy's follow-up troops. As long as the inner city defense line did not collapse, when the threat to the city wall was cleared,
He will definitely be able to surround the Qing soldiers who enter the city, catch turtles in a jar, and catch them all in one fell swoop.
The Qing soldiers who entered the city were extremely excited, with green light in their eyes. They walked down the steps with the corpses of the fleeing Ming soldiers under their feet. They had to kill them all this time.
Among this group of people, Magub's Manchu had the highest status, so he temporarily took on the role of Ezhen. Magub's flag slave, Xingis, held a round shield in front of him to protect him. Xingis never dreamed that he could enter the city first.
, my mind has begun to dream about the happy life after raising the flag.
"Master, we are going to win!"
No wonder Xingis celebrated halfway, even Magub, who has experienced hundreds of battles, has the same mentality now. Because according to past experience, as long as one's side enters Nikan's city, it has already won. The timid Nikan soldiers see
The Jurchen warriors will only run for their lives.
This was also the case. As the sword was raised and fell, the defeated Ming soldiers would become dead souls from time to time. Every time one of the enemy's soldiers died, Magubu's confidence increased. It seemed that his few hundred people were enough to kill the entire Datong.
"What's this."
Magub was surprised by the sight before him. All the houses in the city were razed to the ground and replaced by a long trench, with horses lined up on the opposite side of the trench.
After resisting the horse, those who were waiting in formation were the people in the regiment training camp. The leader, Mr. Yang, saw the Qing army approaching and his heart beat loudly. The first time he went to the battlefield, he faced the so-called invincible Qing army. Mr. Yang was a little timid.
, and immediately thought of the long live Lord who was fighting the enemy on the city wall, and the instructions his wife had given him.
After gathering his mind and taking a deep breath, Uncle Yang raised his big bow and started with the family's unique skill of flying arrows.
Since the soldiers were not yet familiar with the mandarin duck battle formation, Chongzhen still arranged half of the spearmen and half of the longbows, taking advantage of the trenches to prevent horses as much as possible.
Most of Hu Mazi and others were veterans of the rogue bandits and were skilled with bows and horses, so they all turned into archers and accompanied Yang Boxian to raise their bows and shoot. In addition, the archers in the regiment training camp still carried swords and shields with them. If they encountered the enemy, they could still use them.
The power of war.
Zhao Adi could clearly feel that the palm of his hand holding the spear was moist and full of sweat. Because of the fight, Chen Zhuo, Zhao Adi and other Yanggao people had become friends, and now he stood side by side with them, holding a spear.
forefront.
Xingisi had quick eyesight and quick hands, and held up his shield to block the arrows for his master. Magubu directed behind him: "Don't be afraid! Charge forward, there are not many of them, we have shields." After that, he took the lead in charging despite the arrows.
"Be careful with their throwing axes!" Chen Zhuo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly warned him, then lowered his body and stood up with his gun tilted in front of him to block. Zhao Adi and others immediately learned to assume the same stance.
Sure enough, as Chen Zhuo said, a scream came from Magub's mouth, and the Qing soldiers threw the ax forward while running.
Zhao Adi suddenly felt pain in the tiger's mouth. His gun blocked the handle of the ax and sent it flying. He then looked at his companions and saw that many people were still hit by the axe. Fortunately, most of them were not fatal.
Chen Zhuo saw Adi Zhao looking at him as if to express his gratitude, and nodded slightly in reply.
It was not easy for the Qing army to charge at the risk of arrows. After one round of throwing axes, they had no means of counterattack and could only close in despite the casualties. Uncle Yang took a hundred steps to shoot, and the arrows kept coming, blocking his head and feet.
He shot them in the head, and Hu Mazi and others were not inferior in shooting skills. By the time the Qing soldiers rushed to the ditch, they had lost nearly a hundred people.
This trench looked unimpressive from a distance, but when Magub got closer, he realized that it was not simple. Whether he could jump or not was a question.
"Damn it, never mind! Xingis, jump down!" Magub blew his beard and shouted. Xingis obeyed and jumped down. The ditch was just as high as a person, and Xingis's head was level with the Ming army's feet.
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When the other Manchus saw it, they also scolded their flag slaves to jump into the ditch, and soon the tunnel in front of them was filled. Magub took the lead, stepping on the flag slaves' heads and rushed towards Juma, and all the people behind him shouted in unison.
Roar to follow.
"Stab!" Chen Zhuo subconsciously retrieved the spear and commanded. Countless spearheads poked out from the horse. There were several spearheads on the pearl armor on Magub's chest. He squeezed in with all his strength, intending to lean on the thick armor.
The armor pushed away the horse in front of him.
The flag slave standing in the ditch was trampled and moaned repeatedly, but he did not dare to move an inch.
Uncle Yang first noticed that Magub, the leader, was extraordinary, so he took out the armor-piercing iron arrow from his quiver, stringed the arrow, and shot toward the door facing Magub.
