As planned.

Lan Junyuan led 3,000 troops to enter from the direction of the east gate, Feng Shaoyu led 10,000 troops to the south, and the rest were led by the Qian Yong brothers and took the direction of the west gate.

Only the northwest gate is left without troops, and that one is close to the mountain, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but you can't give up when you want to attack the city.

When the generals were about to set off, they would discuss countermeasures in the camp tent, and when Lan Junyuan sent the order, Qian Yong raised questions.

He pointed to the hand-drawn map and asked, "The northwest gate is no longer attacked?"

Lan Junyuan nodded and said: "This is the advice given by the young lady, and it is also my experience, this door must be abandoned." ”

"Why?"

The others looked at each other.

Lan Junyuan sold a pass and said, "As long as everyone captures Jiangxi City, they will know this answer." ”

Then let's attack the city.

At dawn, the rebels launched an attack on the city of Jiangxi.

As in other battles, Lan Junyuan rode his horse and stood at the forefront of the three thousand soldiers, looking at this impregnable city, he knew that his glory would begin here.

Feng Shaoyu did the same, swinging his sword and pointing at the sky, he gave an order. "Whoever climbs the top of the wall, whether he kills or not, will be rewarded with five hundred taels." With a bang, two thousand firearms brushed out the devouring fire core.

Aren't they rebels, and why do they mention money during the siege?

Immediately, the merit of the army is like this, how much is a head, but such a siege, it is foreseeable that the consequences are tragic, if it is only counted by the head, who will want to be at the bottom of the front?

In the face of interests, military strength may be affected, so all are a standard. Climb the wall and give money, and no one will back down.

As long as the rebels are so poor, where the money comes from, Feng Shaoyu doesn't know, anyway, the little stammerer told him so.

It turned out that this reward system was conceived by Lin Xiaojue.

When Feng Shaoyu experienced the battlefield again a few years later, he knew what Lin Xiaojue's idea had decided at that time, and it determined the success or failure of the attack on Jiangxi City.

The west gate attacked first, and with the sound of thunder, the guards of the west gate of Jiangxi City immediately stood all over the city wall. The garrison was well prepared. Because this place was raided only two days ago, Wang Shipeng concluded that this was a strategic point for the rebels to attack the city.

He wasn't wrong at all.

Then the thunder sounded from the south gate, and the rebels camped here. It can well be imagined. This is the main force of the siege.

It was exactly what he expected. Wang Shipeng stood at the head of the south gate and looked at the firearms that he had never seen under the city, his eyes were straight.

The city wall that was originally guarded in front of this guy didn't seem to be very strong. Strategically, it was exactly what he expected. But the weapons are not the same at all.

Wang Shipeng had never seen the new gadgets in the hands of those soldiers.

Is it a firearm of the imperial court?

Just as he was thinking about it, a thunderbolt came again, and with a boom, the guards flew four or five at once.

Wang Shipeng was pulled back by his subordinates and carried to the ground crookedly, with a dusty face.

"Find out what this thing is. Staring at the smoke of the war, he pointed in the direction of the city and asked his men to check.

With a deafening sound, thousands of fires rang out on the rebel army's position, countless stones and lead bullets fell from the sky, smashed into the body of the city wall chief and guard, and the five thunder gods hit Wang Shipeng.

On Tuesday, I was by the side of the young lady, they were in the strategic rear, the military doctor, and the task was to rescue the wounded soldiers on the front line.

Looking at the ancient city walls in bloom, Tuesday's face was worried.

This man is more introverted and pragmatic, he rarely speaks, and the change in his expression shows that he sees a problem.

Lin Xiaojue asked carefully, "What are you worried about?"

Tuesday thought about it, and the delicate eyebrows frowned more and more deeply.

"This firearm has to be reloaded after it is fired, which takes a long time, and if the enemy takes advantage of this time to strengthen the defense, the next wave will be difficult to attack. ”

His worries are very reasonable, firearms are not continuous in this era, and changing dressings is a big problem, so it is not practical to attack a city on the battlefield, so why would she suggest Lan Junyuan to use it?

Lin Xiaojue curled the corners of her mouth lightly and asked, "You still know this, it seems that I still underestimate you." ”

Tuesday was ashamed, smiled embarrassedly, and saluted to the young lady: "The young lady dares to give me all the belongings and let me buy medicinal materials, this is trust and appreciation, and the young lady already thinks highly of me." ”

Lin Xiaojue shook his head: "You come from the north, you must have walked through a lot of famous mountains and rivers, it is better to read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, you must have encountered, all kinds of people, travel thousands of miles, it is better to read countless people." I am relieved to leave such a simple matter to you. But I didn't expect that you know firearms, and I will treat you lightly. ”

Tuesday's back was getting lower and lower, and his words were even more ashamed.

Said: "My mother has high hopes for me, and since I was a child, I have invited a master to learn poetry, books, etiquette and music, but it is a pity that I ......"

"It's a pity that people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. When your talent can't be turned into wealth, you can only give people a car. ”

The young lady was outspoken, and on Tuesday she blushed to her neck: "It's small and incompetent." ”

Lin Xiaojue smiled lightly and shook his head: "No, no, no." She said: "Qin Qiong sells horses, Zixu blows the flute, even I have been down, I still think I can make money better than you." ”

"That's!" Tuesday affirmed.

Lin Xiaojue continued: "So talent is very important, but it is not hard work that can lead to a happy life." ”

Tuesday was deeply touched.

"You have to follow the right people. Lin Xiaojue stared at the sky filled with gunsmoke, and said, "Although I don't know, what is the end of your obsession." But at the moment, I assure you. Since you believe in me, I will be the one you are right with. ”

Her tone was affirmative, and her eyes shone with an undeniable light, and her words were arrogant.

Miss is not bragging, she is not very old, but she is full of skills, the most important thing is not just a geisha, there are skills and not worldliness, people who can break the world must not be waste.

Tuesday's heart was suddenly infected by this pride, and he smiled: "If it weren't for Miss, I would still be catching a car at the moment." Compared with the past, I am now sure that it is right to go from the south to the north with the young lady. ”

Lin Xiaojue pointed at him and said with a smile: "You, who know current affairs, should have called you at the beginning, Junjie." ”

"......" is not good at smiling on Tuesday, and it is a little strange to suddenly know that his serious young lady is so cold.

The first wave of buckshot was thrown. Wang Shipeng also thinks that the impractical Tianlei of the righteous army should take a break.

He had just popped up a head on the wall. When they were about to put the team together, there was a boom, and another wave of stone buckshot fell from the sky, and the second round of siege came.

". Lan Junyuan, what's wrong with this thing?" Wang Shipeng's head retracted. He scolded at his men.

The subordinates didn't understand it even more.

Tuesday, who knows firearms, was also a little confused. He pointed to the direction of the cigarette and asked Lin Xiaojue: "Miss, it's a continuous haircut." ”

Lin Xiaojue hooked the corners of his mouth: "This is not the end. The tone was mocking with pride.

The second round of attacks was when Wang Shipeng was about to reorganize the army, and he didn't take the lead. Many soldiers came up and bombed down with heavy losses.

The bandits in Jiangxi City were inexplicable, but the pain had not eased, and the third and fourth rounds had started again.

In an uproar, Wang Shipeng is completely blind.

The firearms of the rebels were fired not only in bursts, but also in four bursts and five bursts......

Their intelligence, the imperial court does not have such a powerful firearm at all, and if the imperial court has such a powerful thing, will Fang Jingkui abandon the city and flee?

But he didn't think much about it, the fact was that Lan Junyuan's righteous army had powerful and mysterious firearms, and it was possible to capture Jiangxi City.

Feng Shaoyu became more and more brave on this side, he looked at the fallen bandits one by one solemnly, his jaw moved inexplicably, and he thought to himself that the world is the best at copycats, and the best at copycats is her.

That is, the shells are all installed at home, and they are fired one by one when they are in the place, so as to avoid stuffing messes into the barrel of the cannon, and preparing gunpowder and stones.

This kind of Francophone is just a blockbuster, and it can take a cup of tea for a long time, which is enough to make Jiangxi City unable to raise its head.

And they prepared ten letters.

Only five were used at this point.

After the five rounds of bombing, the large-scale firearms attack of the rebels stopped, and the city walls were already covered with black smoke, fighting was everywhere, and corpses were scattered.

The hustle and bustle of the battlefield ushered in the first, brief silence.

With the second thunderstorm, the tranquility was broken, and the warriors on Lan Junyuan's side also began to attack the east gate of Jiangxi City.

The three gates attacked the city at the same time, and the first general attack began.

Bullets can fly for a while, people can't fly for a moment, and they can only honestly climb the city wall like a siege.

The rebel soldiers began to erect ladders.

Of course, the reason for this is definitely not because the number of guards at the south gate is small, it is definitely not because the thieves have lost their resistance, it is definitely not because the enemy army is defeated and fled, and it is not because of the heavy reward of five hundred taels of silver.

It is a high level of consciousness.

Seeing that the soldiers were about to climb the wall, Feng Shaoyu carried a war horse and a bright sword, and he never felt a sense of accomplishment.

However......

The dawn of victory was only a crack open, but the city suddenly shook the sky, and the bandits reappeared, overturning the ladder.

Feng Shaoyu's team was hit, many dead and wounded, and the attack was stopped.

Aren't all the bandits dead? How can there be a counterattack?

This is the strength of Wang Shipeng, his army, a notoriously tendon, did not retreat after suffering heavy casualties.

When the sound of the cannon was quietly extinguished, Wang Shipeng quickly deployed it and killed it back with extremely fast action.

Such a leading coach is very terrifying, and it seems understandable to understand Fang Jingkui to abandon the city and flee now.

The wounded were constantly being carried from the front line, but what Lin Xiaojue and those military doctors could do was to stop the bleeding and stop the bleeding with sackcloth, because there were no medicinal materials at all.

The wounded are crying out, such a battlefield, injury is equal to death, and no one has hope.

Lin Xiaojue shuttled between them, constantly bandaging to stop the bleeding, she looked at them with resolute eyes, and said:

"Bear with me, soldiers, as long as you endure a little more and capture Jiangxi City, everything will be fine. ”

"But we're already crippled, can we?" said the warriors' eyes with fear, fear of the future and death.

"Yes. Lin Xiaojue said categorically: "If I can quell the plague, I can cure it, you." ”

By the way, Miss is a miracle doctor, and Miss once healed the people of a town and their plague companions.

When you have a doctor in the army, you can rely on that feeling of being a powerful force.

The eyes of the fighters gradually returned to the sparkle of hope.

However, even if there is hope, the war is still too cruel, not to mention the regular battlefield, it is such a rear supply, and the severed hands and feet of the disabled soldiers are enough to make a normal person crazy.

Even if the old doctors who came to support had seen gold sores and knife wounds, they were sick again and again when they saw this kind of picture, and it was impossible to save people.

The Lin family, led by the steward, vomited weakness when the first wave of wounded soldiers came.

So the only ones who can still be active are Lin Xiaojue, the two maids and Tuesday.

This piece of chaos, Tuesday's heart was cold, and he asked Miss in a low voice: "Miss, can we still win?"

Lin Xiaojue held the head of the wounded man, raised his head firmly to look at him, and said: "Yes, we still have Lan Gongzi, and the five-shot son-mother gun, we will definitely win." ”

The young lady said that if she could, she would definitely be able to.

The reality will always be more practical than hope, Wang Shipeng's army is very persistent, and he is so persistent that he is a bit of a bandit who admits death. When the army of the South Gate was repulsed, the morale of the bandits who confessed to death was greatly boosted, and they constantly poured boiling cauldrons of hot water into the city, threw boulders, rolled logs, and constantly shot the rebels with muskets and bows and arrows.

There are also firearms against them, but they are not fired continuously, they are not advanced.

But it's enough to keep the enemy off for a while.

So are the rebels discouraged?

Of course not, the rebels have been repeatedly frustrated, and if they climb up the tower, they will be hacked to death by bandits, but this does not affect the consciousness of the rebels.

They were very conscious soldiers, and they still persevered in climbing the wall ladder, definitely not for the hundreds of taels of silver.

Feng Shaoyu slowly understood why Lin Xiaojue wanted him to say that at this time.

The spirit of the brave man under the heavy reward is unimaginable to others.

Speaking of the east gate, the highest place in Jiangxi City, the bandits are entrenched on the high ground of the city gate, and a large number of bows and arrows are set up, as soon as Lan Junyuan's three thousand soldiers and horses show up, there will be a rain of swords over there.

They don't need to aim, these guys are too high-profile, with a red belt on their waists, the target is extremely obvious, and they hit one by one.

Anyone who sees it knows that it is basically impossible to conquer it from here.

In Miss's words, the one who hits the east gate is cannon fodder, and if you sacrifice the small self to fulfill the big self, there is a possibility of death at any time, so you can't let Feng Shaoyu come here, nor can you let any general come, it can only be conquered by him, the boss.

Lan Junyuan has no armor, no powerful and domineering equipment, and he only has five years of experience in the military.

The strength of the defense is very large, and if you want to move forward, you can only play with your life, and for the silver taels or five hundred taels that buy your life, it is not worth it for many people.

Some soldiers began to retreat, and as soon as they took the lead, some people would sway from side to side, Lan Junyuan raised his sword and shouted angrily: "Don't mess up, attack with all your might." In the midst of the confusion, however, his voice was quickly drowned out by timid shouts, to no avail.

What should I do? If we retreat like this, we will lose all our efforts.

At this moment, a cold arrow came straight at his chest, and was knocked out by his sword, but more and more arrows came in waves, and he and his soldiers could die here. (To be continued......)