While the people of Luoyang were still immersed in last year's great harvest and talking about this year's royal feast, Lushun in Liaodong was caught in a bitter battle.
On the dilapidated city wall, guerrilla general Zhang Pan was breathing heavily. He could no longer remember how many times he had fought back the Tatars who had rushed to the wall in half a month. The chainmail armor on his body was already in tatters, and on his shoulders
The sharp arrow stuck in it should be a souvenir left by the Tatar attack just now; stroking his curled sword, Zhang Pan felt extremely resentful in his heart. When did those sons of bitches Tatars become
So powerful? Not only do they have enough iron weapons, they even brought out the bronze cannons, the iron cannons, the iron cannons, and the iron three guns that were not equipped in their own army. If they didn't have too little ammunition, they wouldn't be willing to use them.
, I’m afraid our two thousand or two thousand people have already spent all their money, can we still hold on until now?
Zhang Pan, who had already led his lone army to fight behind enemy lines when the Tatars raised their troops and the Liao Territory fell, kept Mao Wenlong's instructions in mind. Over the years, he has indeed done it, intercepting no less than a hundred groups of merchants coming from the sea, large and small.
, but I never thought that the Tatars would actually launch such a large-scale attack in the first month. From the day they entered Lushun, Zhang Pan and his army officers knew that this would be a war without backup, but no one backed down.
Everyone sticks to their promise, the promise of a group of men: to prevent the Tatars from establishing sea lanes at all costs, and to not allow them to smoothly obtain more supplies from national thieves.
"How is it? Can General Zhang still stand up?" A tired and slightly hoarse voice interrupted Zhang Pan's thinking.
"You old boy! I haven't died yet. It's great!" Zhang Pan used to look down on the man in front of him from the bottom of his heart, but after these fierce battles, he changed his view. I really didn't expect that coward in his usual life.
The noble Dusi would also wield a broadsword and swing it at the Tatars who rushed to the city. A few days ago, he saw with his own eyes that this Dusi cut off the heads of two Tatars, and the leader was hit by sudden and fierce artillery fire from the Tatars.
The blinded soldiers rushed into the crowd on the city.
"It's good that you can still speak. I know you don't look down on me on weekdays." Facing a powerful enemy, Zhu Guochang lost his former scholarly demeanor. He shook his similarly tattered Shanwen armor and pointed at a group of people behind him.
The man with the stick said: "I have brought you all the people who can breathe in this city. You can ask someone to make arrangements. Damn, I am exhausted, and you are just lying here and being lazy. Get out of here and give me some space."
Have a rest somewhere!”
Looking at the endless black Tatar military camp outside the city that covers the entire wilderness, with no end in sight and countless people and horses. Zhu Guochang said worriedly: "You kid, tell me, how many more days can we last?"
"I'm afraid it's just the next two days." Zhang Pan still closed his eyes. The city has been without food for two days. He wants to save all his energy to deal with the next brutal killing. "What's wrong? Are you scared, old boy?"
"Afraid? If I were afraid, I would have run away and stayed here talking nonsense to you?" Zhu Guochang stood up with difficulty and licked his chapped lips. "I have to write down the names of the brothers. Always.
It cannot be that his parents gave him a name when he was born, but when he died for his country, even his mother’s name was gone.”
"Sure! By the way, tell the brothers that all those who wish to surrender should go out and surrender!" Zhang Pan knew very well what the slope being built outside the city was for, but he had no choice. When did the Tatars become so shrewd?
Did they drive the captured Han people to carry sacks and build slopes? As long as someone in the city stopped them, they would immediately attract a burst of fierce artillery fire and strong attacks from three sides. Maybe they would die for their country the next time they attack.
"Fart! You fucking think you're the only one who can do it! I'm telling you, there's not a fucking coward in this city! They're all famous men, women!" Zhu Guochang has been making excuses these days to get some soldiers.
They broke out of the siege and left a man for the Ming Dynasty and a seed for their own family, but no one agreed. Even the women who failed to escape before the Tatar siege spontaneously organized themselves to boil water, carry wood, and help defend the city.
.….
There is also a person in the Tatar military camp outside Lushun who is very dissatisfied with the current situation. He is Amin, who is named Heshuo Baylor, one of the "Four Big Baylors", and known as the Second Baylor. "The surname is Fan.
My dog slave, please tell me, why do you come here to break up such a bad place in this cold winter?" In previous years, who wouldn't have stayed at home with a woman in his arms during the winter on such a cold day, but this year I don't know what I'm going to do.
Amma made the wrong choice. She actually followed the advice of this cheap slave from the Lao Ba family and sent herself to capture such a small town.
"Go back to the master..." Fan Wencheng was also very unhappy. Who the hell said that we mites are invincible and have extraordinary strategies? And which old turtle said that we mites can dig holes in this winter?
City? And that old bastard who writes about people in the Ming Dynasty who collapsed at the first touch? You damn thing just stand and talk without pain! How come your ancestors are so stupid? If we hadn’t read some novels when we were at work out of boredom, thinking
With this method of building hills and attacking the city, if you just use people to pile up like you do, you still don’t know what the outcome will be! Yes, the lives of those cheap slaves are worthless, but without them, who will cultivate the land for our Qing Dynasty? No more
Who among them will dig coal and make iron for us? Without them, we would still have to live in thatched huts and wear animal skins!
"Get out!" Amin kicked Fan Wencheng angrily, "You piece of shit, you are not qualified to be my slave!"
"Yes, yes..." Fan Wencheng, who had fled so far away, quickly crawled back, still crawling. "If you go back to Erbeile, this slave is also thinking about the Qing Dynasty! Look, the Ming Dynasty now controls the exchanges.
The merchants' inspections have become more stringent. This year, the Qing Dynasty purchased a lot less ironware. How can we continue like this in the long run? The slave then proposed to the emperor to capture this Port Arthur, so that Ming merchants can deliver goods by sea.
…”
"Hmm..." Amin listened quietly, feeling that the slave in front of him was of some use. Not to mention anything else, his fair trade method attracted many wealthy businessmen from the Ming Dynasty. What contribution could he make to them?
He allowed them to enter our Qing territory and consider themselves citizens, thus obtaining a lot of information. They also had good citizen certificates internally, which greatly stabilized the domestic security and arrested many Ming spies!
But I just can't stand this slave. Damn it, a wife gives you this and that. Even Duduo, that wolf bastard, can get a share of the pie. Why don't you give it to me? "Get out! Tell those southern barbarians to hurry up."
The slope is built, we must capture this city tomorrow!"
"Woo--Woo--"
Zhang Pan was awakened by the louder and louder sounds of the horn.
Looking far into the distance, I could see a hussar appearing in the field of vision where the sky and the earth meet, followed by endless shouts of killing from all directions. The enemy was densely packed and came like a surging tide. In an instant, they pounced on the crumbling Port Arthur.
Under the city.
"Brothers!" Zhang Pan drew out his sword and shouted loudly: "The time has come for us to die for our country! Everyone, cheer up and let the Tatars taste the power of our Ming Dynasty men!"
"Fellow fellow villagers, I am incompetent and have dragged everyone down. Now that the city is destroyed, you all must escape!" Zhu Guochang bowed deeply to the woman who came to the wall carrying wood and bricks on her back. He really couldn't imagine staying there for a while.
What a miserable situation the city will be in.
"Masters, let's go first! I'll give you babies in the next life!" Surprisingly, they didn't run around or panic. Instead, they picked up the fire sticks, the spatulas, and the water ladles first.
Rushed towards the slope!
The horses' hooves were like thunder, shaking all directions. The Tatar officers and soldiers who rushed up the slope were stunned by the weak women in front of them who should be caring for their husbands and raising children, wearing shoes and embroidering flowers. They shouted angrily, roared, and used their flesh and blood to
He slammed into the Tatar cavalry and withstood the enemy's first wave of attack!
"Kill -" Zhu Guochang's beard and hair were spread out, his eyes were splitting, and he waved a broadsword, and beheaded a Tatar officer who rushed in front of him, and shouted: "Revenge for the sisters! Be loyal to the Ming Dynasty!"
"Kill--" The veins on Zhang Pan's forehead burst, like a bloodthirsty demon rushing towards the enemy. "Brothers, see you in the next life!"
"kill--"
The roar in the city of Lushun shook the sky. The soldiers of the Ming army and the unarmed people rushed towards the incoming Tatars without hesitation. None of the thousands of people flinched. They were determined to die and perished together with the enemy. Their swords were bent,
When the gun broke, they punched and kicked; when the limbs were gone, they bit with teeth; when the teeth were cracked, they hit with the head. At this moment, they forgot the pain and gave up life and death, just to let the Tatars
See the bloody nature of Ming people!
"Pfft..." Zhang Pan used his last strength and jumped off the city wall holding a Tatar who stabbed a spear into his stomach. At the last moment, he saw the capital officer Zhu Guochang being chopped down to the ground by dozens of swords. "
Commander Mao, I have tried my best! Your Majesty, I have been loyal!" After shouting these words, Zhang Pan fell to the ground hard...