When people are cornered, they often burst into great potential.

Knowing that there was no way to retreat, Wu Sangui's descendant army launched a charge again under the leadership of the generals of the Jiading Division.

They took advantage of the interlude between the Ming army's artillery firing to advance rapidly, crossing the half-filled moat and coming to the city.

It's just that their siege equipment is really scarce, there are no ladders and rushing cars, and even if they rush under the city wall, they can only rely on simple ladders to launch an attack.

In the eyes of the well-prepared Ming army, this was naturally not to be feared.

When these so-called elites rushed across the moat by stepping on the corpses of their comrades, Zhu Youlang, the great emperor above the city, had already given an order.

The soldiers defending the city lifted the logs and stones that had been prepared to the battlements and smashed them down.

"Stoning these dog-day traitors!"

"Pigs and dogs are not as good as things, I bah!"

"Grandpa looks down on these eggless soft eggs!"

In the minds of the soldiers of the Ming army, these traitors are obviously more hateful than the Eastern captives.

If it weren't for these guys who fought for the tiger, Shanhaiguan would not have been lost in the first place, how could the land of Shenzhou be slaughtered like this?

The anger in their hearts gathered at this moment, and the strength in their hands increased a little.

"Ahh

Fang climbed a few steps along the ladder and a Qing soldier was hit by a stone, let out a miserable cry, fell to the ground heavily, and struggled a few times before there was no movement.

Immediately, a Qing soldier filled his vacancy and continued to climb upward.

"Golden juice, is the golden juice cooked?"

Zhu Youlang obviously didn't expect the Qing army's determination to attack the city so resolutely, and asked in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, the golden juice has been boiled and can be used at any time."

Li Dingguo replied respectfully.

The so-called gold juice does not refer to liquid gold, but to boiling dung juice.

There are bacteria in the feces, so after burning people's skin, they will eventually become infected and die even if they do not die on the spot.

"Spread my will, pour out the golden juice!"

Now Zhu Youlang has completely entered the role, and he ordered very majestically.

The soldiers of the Ming army also convinced this son of heaven who was willing to risk arrows and stones and fought on the front line, and they all poured down a pot of boiled gold juice.

It's a pot of boiling water, and if it is poured from the top of the head, it is also extremely terrible, not to mention the stinking golden juice.

The Qing soldiers, who had climbed halfway through, were doused with boiling gold juice and let out a scream like killing pigs.

The soldiers in the back instinctively wanted to dodge, but how to dodge in the narrow space. The Qing soldiers above fell, and rolled down with the soldiers below, like a string of sugar gourds.

It's just that it's not sugar-coated that wraps them, it's dung.

Kunming is a fortified city, and Zhu Youlang has half a month to prepare, so he has taken every situation into account.

On the contrary, the Qing army was complacent and extremely inflated after taking Guizhou.

In their eyes, it was only a matter of time before they took Kunming and even the whole of Yunnan. Even, the Ming army in Yunnan did not dare to resist at all, and would only flee in the wilderness.

But the reality is completely different from what they imagined, the Ming army not only defended to the death, but also defended it impeccably, beating them to the ground!

What the fuck!

Wu Sangui, who was watching the battle from afar, was so manic that he couldn't suppress it, and he couldn't take care of Zhao Butai, who rushed to the side, and roared angrily: "Isn't General Zhengnan still cooperating with the attack?" ”

The title he used was not Gushan Ezhen but General Zhengnan, just to tell Zhao Butai that now was not the time to preserve his strength.

If it goes on like this, when Wu Sangui's own soldiers are almost dead and wounded, there is no point in Zhao Butai wanting to send troops.

Zhao Butai knew that Wu Sangui was angry in his heart, he squinted his eyes and smiled: "This general will send troops here." ”

With a wave of his hand, the flag officer will wave the flag.

Suddenly, the elite Qing Army's Eight Banners, who had been waiting for a long time, outflanked Kunming City from both wings.

Their goal was clear, that is, to attack the east and west gates of Kunming from the flanks.

This is also Zhao Butai's strategy. The green battalion soldiers were pinned down in the north, and Wu Sangui's main army soldiers gnawed the hardest bones.

The elite of the Eight Banners attacked the east and west flanks where the relative strength was weak.

This plan seemed to him to be seamless, and the only problem might be that Wu Sangui's troops had suffered some heavy losses.

However, in Zhao Butai's opinion, this is not a big problem at all.

Although Wu Sangui was named the general of Pingxi, he was a slave in the final analysis.

Isn't the so-called old Guan Ning soldier also a defeated general under the Eight Banners? Naturally, there is no status, at most it is higher than the green battalion.

Taking this opportunity to frustrate Wu Sangui's sharpness and wear down his strength, Zhao Butai was naturally happy to see it.

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On the top of the city, Zhu Youlang discovered the movements of the Qing army for the first time.

I saw that the Qing army was outflanked from both flanks and took the east and west gates.

In general, the Ming army's defense was heavy on the north and south, and light on the two wings.

But this is relative, the so-called impermanence of soldiers, impermanence of water.

The deployment of troops can be adjusted at any time according to the battlefield situation.

Zhao Butai obviously discovered the reality of the Ming army's defense, which made the Eight Banners attack from the weakest link.

Zhu Youlang once saw a saying in later generations, saying that the Eight Banners are less than 10,000 and 10,000 are invincible.

He was very skeptical of the veracity of this claim.

After all, Li Dingguo also killed Nikan head-on, which proved that the Ming army was not vulnerable.

This statement should be spread in the process of continuous exaggeration, and eventually everyone will follow the clouds.

Of course, the combat effectiveness of the Eight Banners is definitely stronger than that of the Green Battalion, and even stronger than Wu Sangui's own soldiers to some extent.

Zhu Youlang still felt that he could not take it lightly, and after discussing with Li Dingguo, he decided to transfer some soldiers to the east and west sections of the city wall.

Of course, the number of people allocated will not be too much, and Zhu Youlang decided to recruit a part of the young and strong people in the city to help defend the city.

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"Daddy, do you really want to go up and defend the city?"

The second girl's face turned pale and she bit her lip tightly.

"This is an order, a will of His Majesty."

Zhou Ping swallowed a mouthful of foam and forced himself to squeeze out a smile.

"But, Daddy, don't you always say that Dongyu is a three-headed and six-armed monster, what if you are captured?"

"Well, that's what Daddy said to scare you. Dongyu is also born with a head, and he can't live if he cuts it off. ”

Zhou Ping didn't know whether he was comforting his daughter or cheering himself up, and said to himself: "Besides, now that the official army has the advantage, Daddy just went to the city to help defend the city, carry and carry rolling wood and stones, and burn a gold juice." Your Majesty is benevolent, let us take refuge in the city. After eating rice porridge for so many days, Daddy can't do nothing. ”

Er Ya tilted her head and thought about it for a long time, and finally nodded.

"Then Daddy, you have to promise to come back well, Erya is waiting for you here, not going anywhere."

Zhou Ping nodded, stroked his daughter's cheek and said softly: "Okay, Erya will stay here and wait for Daddy to come back!" ”

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