Sixty-five Bitter Fighting

It seems to be tears for this world full of swords and corpses, and the sky is pouring rain.

Although it was daytime, it was as deep as midnight, and the whole world seemed to be wrapped in dark clouds.

There was a thunderclap, countless lightning and thunder, and the dragon bloomed in the dark clouds, piercing the sky and giving the world a little light.

But it is not uncommon in the world, or it is not noticed, because people are killing.

Click, lightning instantly illuminates the heavens and the earth.

In the light, the two soldiers fell from the city wall of Wuchang with a scream, and fell into the muddy water under the city, leaving only a little spray.

This is Wuchang, Wuchang, Wuchang. The history of this city is no shorter than that of any famous city in the world.

During the Three Kingdoms period, Sun Quan defeated Cao's army here. All dynasties and dynasties are the most prosperous cities in the world.

But now, he's a little broken. In this troubled world of natural and man-made disasters, the wind and rain are shaking. But it still stands on the edge of the Yangtze River, with dragons and tigers, and the majestic wind is still there.

Cheng En, the governor of Wuchang, stood at the head of the city in the rain, quietly looking at the dense Han army under the city and the rainstorm.

Around him, countless Hubei disciples were struggling to release arrows, throwing all kinds of things that could kill people at the city.

This city, not long after Cheng En took the Yuan army back from Xu Shouhui's thief, the people in the city were all Hubei disciples recruited by him.

Wuchang, which was originally prosperous, was plagued by those red turban thieves, and there was no grain in the city, and hunger was everywhere.

Now that Wuchang has finally recovered some of his vitality, he has met a thief who is bigger than Xu Shouhui, Zhu Wu.

"Sons!" Cheng Eun suddenly shouted in the rain, "Do you remember how good our hometown used to be? ”

Most of the defenders of the city wall mountain are young men recruited by Cheng En in the local area, and these people have an unforgettable hatred for the rebellious Red Turban Army.

"In our hometown, there is rice and fish, vegetables and meat, and everything you want. It is these rebellious thieves who have ruined our hometown, killed our relatives, harmed our sisters, and robbed us of our property. ”

Cheng Eun stood high on the city wall and shouted, "This happened once, do you want to have a second time?" ”

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

At the head of the city, countless Hubei children beat their chests.

Bang!

In the distance, a cannonball hit the city wall, carrying countless fragments of turning stones.

But none of the people on the city walls flinched.

~~~

"Damn it, what kind of rain is it going!"

Lan Yu entered the camp tent from the outside, wearing a robe, and cursed in her mouth.

Guo Xing's handsome tent is in front of the position.

In the tent, Liao Yongan, the father and son of the Yu family, Zheng Yuchun, and those who came with 50,000 troops, the Feng family brothers were all there.

In the line of sight, the Han army stood up to the enemy's bows and arrows in the rain, and the stones on the city wall, rolled logs, and erected ladders.

There are also many sappers, frantically chiseling the city walls.

Lan Yu scolded right, this damn rain, it doesn't rain sooner or later, but it's raining at this time.

Because of the heavy rain, the firearms of the Han army were greatly reduced. It can only be used to bombard the city wall remotely through battleships, and it looks lively, but in fact, it has little effect.

White phosphorus, which can burn at any time, hasn't arrived yet. I knew that that thing was expensive, so I should have saved it when I hit Jiujiang.

After two days under the city of Wuchang, it was surrounded for two days, and it rained for two days, and the 40,000 yuan army of Wuchang could not be held.

"Ahh

Under the city walls, there were several screams.

Huge stones smashed through the defensive cover of the sappers who had carved the wall, killing and wounding one another.

Heavy rains have caused the land outside Wuchang to become muddy and full of standing water. The sappers could not erect tracks for the siege towers, and the Han army had no skills, but now there was nothing to do.

"Third brother, it's better to let the brothers retreat, and when the weather clears, remove the heavy artillery from the ship and bombard the damn."

During the two-day siege, the Han army lost several hundred dead.

"Without artillery, there would be no war without firearms?" Guo Xing sneered, took out the wine jug and took a sip slowly, "In Haozhou, we don't have so many firearms, and we only have two small cannons in Hezhou." ”

As he spoke, Guo Xing suddenly stood up, "Fifth Brother is right, any strong army is a pile of dead people. Relying on firearms to fight a war can only be in vain! ”

With that, he strode out of the tent, and the torrential rain fell on his iron armor with a bang.

"Go away!" Pushing away the soldiers who gave him a coat, Guo Xing turned around and said, "More than 100,000 people, how much grain do you eat a day?" The next month of heavy rain, let's just wait a month? ”

As he spoke, he took out his war horse and turned over, "Order, the trebuchet will hit the remaining white phosphorus, exchange it for stone bullets, and cover the attack of the brigade." There are no railroad tracks, so we will push them by hand and put the siege tower on the top. ”

"No!" The generals in the tent gave orders with a bang.

One by one, the figures resolutely rushed into the rain, roaring and shouting, and the foot soldiers of the brigade formed a team in the torrential rain.

Guo Xing slowly rode his horse and walked to the front of the formation, constantly recalling the letter Zhu Wu gave him in his mind.

"Cannons are skillful, supplemented. I am crisscrossing the south of the Yangtze River, in addition to relying on firearms, I also have the strength to die with hungry eyes. A truly strong army, dare to see blood, and the brave win when they meet on a narrow road. ”

Guo Xing wiped a handful of rain from his face, "Siege!" ”

~~~

The sky and the earth were dark, and the lightning and thunder roared in the torrential rain.

"Hey! Hey! ”

"Big man! Great Han! ”

Under the city wall, the dense Han army let out a roar, covering up the thunder.

The huge siege cart composed of iron pipes was moving slowly, and the people pushing the cart turned into mud figures and water men.

The battleships on the river are desperately venting their projectiles. And trebuchets, some of which are firing non-stop.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The city wall in the rainstorm, the Wuchang disciples led by Cheng En, bravely resisted with flesh and blood.

Bows and arrows, bed crossbows, and small trebuchets on the city walls fought back.

In the ranks of the advancing Han army, soldiers began to fall.

Although the heavy rain made the Han army's firearms advantage gone, it also made the bow bed crossbow soft.

Smack, Lan Yu separated a bow and arrow with a shield, and his shoulders were not broad, and he pushed against the pillar under the siege vehicle.

"Big man! Great Han! ”

In the rainstorm, it is impossible to tell which is the raindrop and which is the bow and arrow.

The generals in heavy armor are fine, and those Huaixi soldiers who have not yet come to be issued with iron armor are constantly injured.

"Almost!"

An officer roared, it was the voice of Zheng Yuchun, the deputy marshal of Haozhou.

"Musketeers come into the building, don't get the gunpowder wet. Smash the dogs on the city wall to Lao Tzu! ”

In the rainstorm, even if the musketeers were soaking wet, they wrapped their arquebuses in their coats and attacked the city tower under the counterattack of arrows and stone bullets at the head of the city.

"Check the musket!"

The huge siege tower, with wooden planks on its head temporarily, still had sporadic rainfall from it.

"Check the arquebus!"

"Check the projectile!"

"Check it out, go to the top, fuck it!"

~~~

"Sons, prepare for a bloody battle!"

Cheng En, the governor of Wuchang, a civil official, is standing at the head of the city with a sword in his hand at the moment, and his sons, nephews and relatives are all fighting desperately at the head of the city.

"Let the bed crossbow be aimed at the exit of the siege tower of the Zhu thief, and whoever comes out will shoot it at this official!"

"The death squad is ready, once the bridge plate of the siege tower is built on the city wall mountain, they will counterattack and smash the bridge board!"

Sung Eun's voice was distorted, hoarse and sharp, but still roaring.

"Ready!"

The musketeers in the siege tower, holding muskets, white smoke rising from the arquebuses.

Bang!

The huge floor slab fell, and both the attacker and the defender came into view.

"Put!"

"Shoot!"

Bang bang!

Buzz Buzz!

White smoke roared, and the projectiles of the muskets entered the crowd on the city walls.

But at the same time, the arm-thick bed crossbow also fired.

Burst! Burst! Burst!

The musketeers who were loaded in the first row and even in the back were directly dressed as gourds.

"Put it again!" The officers of the musketeers, with red eyes, always had them hit others, and when it was their turn to hit them.

But the other party did not show weakness, and countless people faced the projectile and fired bows and arrows with flesh and blood.

"Get out of the way!"

Attacking the castle downstairs, there was a roar, and the heavily armored samurai rushed up.

"Kill!"

But at the same time, there were also Wuchang defenders, who actually jumped from the city wall to the bridge board of the siege vehicle.

"Kill!"

The first heavily armored samurai, the boar charged, crashing into one of the defenders. But then he was grabbed by the legs by one of the defenders and rolled straight off the bridge.

The moment the Han army came out, they made a plan, you don't let me live, pull you to die.

"Ahh

Amid the screams, a figure fell in the air.

Even more so, the defenders directly countercharged into the siege tower and became entangled with the Han army.

Behind them, many of the defenders slashed at the bridge with their axes.

Bang!

Finally, the bridge plate shattered, and the defenders and Han troops fell down like dumplings.

Bang!

Suddenly, a green ghost fire quickly bloomed at the head of the city, and a sea of fire broke out in the torrential rain.

Caught off guard, many people in the defenders were engulfed in flames, but these people were not as embarrassed as the Jiujiang defenders.

Instead, he screamed and rushed towards the Han army that had climbed to the top of the city.

Their death also inspired the Han army. The two sides are on the narrow city walls, and they do not give in to each other, and the swords are bloody.

The blue bricks of the city wall, washed by the torrential rain, flowed out of red blood.

Guo Xing is like a statue, standing in the rain watching the battle.

"Keep going! Don't stop, give the city wall to Lao Tzu to occupy a hole! ”

If you don't believe in evil, Lao Tzu can cut you down without relying on firearms.

Bang Bang Bang!

Under the city walls, the sappers who were able to breathe because of the siege of the army desperately used the tools in their hands to chisel the strong city walls.

If it weren't for the heavy rain, it wasn't for the Yangtze River here, they would have chosen a safe way to dig tunnels.

But now there is no choice.

Finally, there was a muffled sound.

One of the soldiers grinned, "I've dug up the rammed earth!" ”

This wall is made of turning stones on the outside and rammed earth on the inside.

But, there was a bang.

As soon as the sapper finished shouting, he was stoned down by the city wall, smashed on his head, and his body was planted in the water, and there was no more sound.

"Keep digging!"

"Prepare explosives!"

Bang! Click!

Hell on earth, God weeps.

In the lightning and thunder, countless people fought for their lives.

"The thief is coming up over there!"

The defenders on the city wall are shouting, and in the siege tower here, Han troops are constantly coming out.

On the city wall over there, I don't know when there were a few more ladders, and there were Han soldiers with weapons in their hands, climbing up with their hands and feet.