Lu Shiju, a native of Liaoyang, is good at iron.

After the first fall of Shenyang, he and Ding Wenli led the people who were unwilling to surrender to Houjin, and killed Li Shanghao, a guerrilla of Houjin, and Li Fangyu of the Chinese army. crossed the Shenyang area, which was still under the occupation of the Later Jin at that time, and defected to the Zhenjiang General Army of Phidao, under the tent of Mao Wenlong.

Today, he has been promoted to the rank of guerrilla general in Zhenjiang by virtue of his military exploits and was ordered to garrison Yizhou.

The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, the smell of saltpeter mixed with the smell of blood, and Ren was as cruel as the group of barbarians under the city, after understanding the power of this long pole in the hands of the Ming army, they were also frightened in their hearts.

Amin saw a heavily armored bannerman in front of him, who was hit by a lead bullet shot from the city head while climbing, and a bloody hole appeared on his body, so he could only lie on the ground and wail and wait for death.

He quietly retreated to the end, and removed the blue-flaged bannermen who were originally in charge of the siege and replaced them with those Nikans who had been forcibly recruited.

Amin was on his horse, his eyes flashing, and he thought about the whole battle in his mind.

If it continues to be consumed like this, the golden warriors with their own blue flags will not be enough to fight a few battles.

He had to admit that the current Yizhou, which had only worked for more than a month, was several times stronger than when Dajin occupied it, and every Han dog in the city was helping to defend the city.

When Ben Baylor breaks the city, he will not seal the knife for three days!

Obviously, a full 18,000 warriors with blue flags have been invested, and if this is in the wild, it is not uncommon to defeat tens of thousands of Ming troops.

But as a result of fighting Yizhou for half a day, before arriving at the city, a group of people were killed in battle, and a group of people were killed and wounded when they set up a ladder under the city.

Until now, I finally climbed the city wall three times, but I was beaten back by those bright dogs who were not afraid of death!

The vast majority of the blue-flag warriors died on the way to the charge without even touching the hands of the Ming army.

Even the warriors with blue flags who climbed from the bottom to the top of the city alive were much weaker, and before they could fight with the Ming troops defending the city, they would be stabbed to death and hacked to death a lot.

When it comes to defending the city and shrinking the turtle, these Ming dogs are really indispensable!

If this continues, even if you take a Yizhou, this loss is not worth it at all.

By now, the night was thicker and the wilderness was vast, Amin looked at the fierce battle at the head of the city and clenched the reins of his horse.

In the rear, Nurhachi continued to urge, saying that this was the best time to eliminate Mao Wenlong, and asked him to conquer Yizhou at any cost and block the contact between North Korea and the Dongjiang Army.

But to be honest, Amin has a vague intention of retreating in his heart.

Since the Great Khan raised his army to establish Dajin, he has attacked countless cities and plundered countless lands in Liaodong, and the Ming army has been beaten to the ground, and no town has so far allowed them to suffer such huge casualties.

The dead and wounded blue-flaged family members, in Amin's eyes, were not Nurhachi's golden soldiers and horses, but his own private soldiers.

Amin had more ambitions than any of the other Baylors.

He was going to make one last attempt before retreating.

"Pass on Ben Baylor's order, tell Li Yongfang to take all the Nikans to press, Bayala personally guards and supervises the formation, and those who dare to escape without my order will be killed!"

With that, Amin turned the horse's head and beckoned.

It didn't take long for a group of carefully selected blue-flaged slave soldiers to climb the small slope, all of them carrying strong bows and quivers, staring closely at the Ming army who were firing firearms at the head of the city.

After all, although the current Houjin is afraid of the power of firearms, they are even more scornful of firearms, because most of the firearms of the Ming army are just burning sticks in the face of Dajin's iron horses.

Under the suppression of the Ming army's firearms, the attacking Nikan soldiers could only be cannon fodder before they really reached the top of the city, and they could not cause any damage to the Ming army at all.

These more than 6,000 skilled archery shooters are Amin's last hole cards, and no Jurchen person would be unconfident in his riding and archery skills.

"Whoosh-"

The attention of the Ming army was focused on the slave soldiers who were climbing like ants under the city, and suddenly felt that it was dark overhead, and there was no time to dodge, and the rain of arrows came in an instant.

For a time, the Ming army at the head of the city was killed and wounded.

Casualties are still secondary, and the most important thing is that this round of arrow rain of slave soldiers on the slope successfully diverted the attention of many Ming troops.

Some musketeers began to focus on the Jiannu shooters and shoot at them at the head of the city.

In a panic, they shot hot lead bullets, but they didn't know that the range of the bird gun in their hands was not as far as that of a bow and arrow.

Some Ming soldiers were frightened by this round of arrow rain, and hid under the battlements with their heads in their hands, saying that they would not probe anything.

The arrows from the sky shot down on him, and he was terrified in his heart.

The guerrilla general Lu Shiju hid under the battlement with his head in his hands, listening to the sound of arrows falling above his head, and his heart was full of fear.

"What am I doing here?"

"I'm the main general!"

Suddenly, Lu Shiju realized something, but he still felt numb when he heard the sound of arrows still falling above his head.

Immediately, he swallowed.

"it, fight!"

With a loud roar, Lu Shiju stood up from the battlement, raised his saber, and kept scolding Amin, who listened, and couldn't bear his temper and scolded back.

"Put it again!!"

A rain of arrows followed.

I have to say that the rain of arrows of the Houjin soldiers was a shadow in the eyes of the Ming army, and many Ming soldiers fought hard for a while, and found that the sky was darkening again, and then dispersed in a hurry.

If you run slower, you will be firmly nailed to the ground by a dozen arrows.

ran fast, and there were also those who were unlucky, who were shot through the neck by a lost arrow, and fell on the path where the people bravely carried bricks and stones to help the battle, causing everyone to panic.

"Put it, put it on to Benbel!"

Seeing the remarkable results, Amin couldn't stop laughing, kept roaring, and in a moment, the third and fourth rounds of arrow rain followed.

"Here we go again!"

"Don't fix it, Tiger!?"

Just after the last round of arrow rain, a Ming soldier seized the opportunity and raised the stone to smash it downward, but before he could throw his hand, he was pressed under him by another person.

A few breaths of effort, enough to cause a rain of arrows that caused shadows in everyone's hearts, frantically tilted on their heads and bodies again.

The walls are so big that some people can dodge quickly, but there are always people who can't dodge in order to throw an extra stone or fire an extra buckshot and are hit by arrows.

The Ming army who was pressed under him, listening to the muffled sound on his back, began to feel uneasy in his heart, and kept asking in a voice.

"Brother, brother?"

No matter how loud he asked, it seemed to be muffled by the rain of arrows, and the sound of the arrows landing gradually weakened, and the Ming army turned over, and his eyes were red.

"Brother!!"

And I saw that the Ming army that had pushed him away before had died with staring eyes, and at least a dozen arrows were densely inserted on his back.

"Let's go, keep putting it!" Seeing that the Ming army was overwhelmed by himself, Amin was shooting happily, but found that the arrow rain listened, so he turned around and asked:

"Why did it stop?"

One of Goshha was sweating profusely, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Hello Beyler, the bannermen have been released for a few battles, and their arms are sore, and they can't pull their bows." ”

"A bunch of rubbish!"

Although he knew what the shortcomings of archery were, this did not affect Amin to scold these four words casually.

"Don't even run!" At this time, Lu Shiju, who hadn't heard the sound of the next round of arrow rain for a long time, raised his head and laughed:

"The Jiannu don't have the strength to shoot arrows, so they will shoot cannons for Lao Tzu, and they will focus on the archery just now!"

"Yes!"

The Ming army had been shot for so long, they were all holding their breath, the slave soldiers had no strength to shoot arrows, and they didn't need Lu Shiju to say anything at all, they all surrounded them.

"Report to the general, the slave soldiers want to escape!"

Hearing this, Lu Shiju lay on the city wall and said angrily: "What are you, do you want to leave after the fight?" How far can you run this cannon at a long range? ”

"Let ——, give Lao Tzu a hard beating!"

For a while, the head of Yiju City roared, countless shells flew into the air, and the nightmare of the Jurchens came.