Once the momentum is played, it is impossible to suppress it!

For Kui Dongjun, they have been holding this breath for too long!

In the ravine of Kuidong in eastern Sichuan, they have been trapped for too long, and they can only defend passively, as long as they show their heads, they will be surrounded and intercepted by the Tartars!

This feeling of being stuck in the throat is so painful and disgusting!

They attacked Chongqing three times and finally took it.

From that moment on, they felt that the victory and defeat between the Ming and Qing dynasties began to change.

In the dark, they felt as if they were protected by heaven.

Just like when Dashun was blessed by God!

Even if only the eighteen cavalry of Shangluo are left, even if they are beaten by the official army and lose their armor, they firmly believe that they can fight back!

In the end, they did!

It's just that now God blesses the Ming Dynasty, the dynasty they once rebelled against!

Only now did they realize that everything was insignificant compared to the tyrannical rule of the Tartars.

Is it really that important whether Dashun sits on the country or Daming sits on the country, whether the Li family is the emperor or the Zhu family is the emperor?

As long as the Han is the emperor!

Even if the Han family fights to the last breath, he will never be a slave!

"Kill!"

Although the moat has not yet been fully filled, the vanguard of the Ming army has already rushed through the filled section. Braving the rain of arrows, they erected the ladder on the wall.

Although the Qing army smashed countless rolling logs and stones at them, no one flinched.

They were not afraid of life or death, because they knew that even if they died, their surviving brothers would fill their places and take care of their families.

They died meaningfully!

"Climb to the top of the city and recover Fengyang!"

Came back, they killed again.

There is providence in the dark.

They are going to regain what they lost today!

"Kill the captives and repay the country!"

"For the sake of the Ming Dynasty, for the inheritance of the Han family!"

The posture of the Ming army really frightened the Qing army at the head of the city.

They woke up like a dream, and desperately smashed the rolling logs and rocks downward.

This certainly works.

The number of casualties of the Ming army has gradually risen, and the battle damage has gradually been recovered.

"Quick, don't give the thief a chance to bang on the gates. Pour gold juice! ”

Although the city gate had been blocked by the Qing army in advance, Wei Liangchen was still worried that the Ming army would break the city gate.

If so, then the previous arrangement is all over.

The boiling gold juice that had been burned in advance was poured from outside the battlement by the Qing army.

The gold juice was poured on the armor of the Ming soldiers, flowing down the armor to the palms of their hands, scalding blisters one after another.

The instinctive pain made the body twitch violently, and the Kui Dong soldiers let go of the ramming hammer in their hands, and there was a wail of pain.

"Yes, pour it on Lao Tzu, pour it on Lao Tzu hard. Look at how dare you look at no one like this. ”

Wei Liangchen's heart settled down a little.

No matter how you say it, the Ming army is also a bunch of flesh and blood people.

As long as people are afraid of pain, they can not be afraid of death, but they will definitely be afraid of pain!

As long as the gold juice was poured continuously, it would be impossible for the Ming army to crash open the city gate under his nose.

As for the Ming soldiers who climbed to the top of the city, they were not afraid.

Judging from the number of soldiers, the Qing army did not suffer, how could it be possible for the Ming army to have an advantage?

They are the ones who defend the city!

"Don't stop rolling logs and stones, smash hard!"

"Use the Yaksha to shoot, don't be stunned!"

As the battle escalated and deepened, Wei Liangchen felt that his voice was about to become hoarse.

The offensive of the Ming army was like a tide, and the Qing army did not show weakness.

Both sides are well aware that this battle cannot be lost.

"Quick, there's a team of thieves coming up here, pouring boiling oil!"

The golden juice has been used up and can only be replaced with boiling oil.

Wei Liangchen was sweating, as if he felt that the battles he had fought in his life were not as tense as today.

The Ming army blossomed everywhere, but he had to defend passively.

The Ming army is like a gopher that emerges from the long field, hitting this and the other side and popping up, and it will never be finished!

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Lee Rae-hyung has been watching the battle, and at least so far, everything is still in his expectations.

Casualties are inevitable.

He had hoped to reduce casualties by blowing up the walls, but now it seemed that there was definitely no chance.

Since you can't reduce attrition in this way, it's better to use the most primitive way to attack the city.

Wouldn't they have attacked the city until they had mastered the tactics of the coffin bombing?

Didn't they rely on human lives to fill in the attack on Chongqing?

As long as this battle is meaningful, it is worth dying no matter how many soldiers die.

Yuan Zongdi and Liu Tichun's views are similar to Li Laiheng's.

If you want to talk about losses, when they first raised their troops against Ming, the losses in each battle were more than this, didn't they survive it?

Now this loss is nothing at all.

"Little Tiger, let's bet to see how long it takes to take Fengyang."

Yuan Zongdi raised three fingers and said, "Three days, I think three days is enough." ”

Liu Tichun shook his head and said, "I think it will take five days." Fengyang City is still very strong, and it will take at least five days. ”

Li Laiheng, who had been silent, cleared his throat and said, "The two uncles have made a mistake. I think one day is enough. ”

Both of them stared at Li Laiheng in surprise when they heard this.

One day? That's too confident, isn't it?

Little Tiger, where does this come from?

"Two uncles, please see."

Li Laiheng pointed to the sky, and a slight smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Liu Tichun and Yuan Zongdi looked up and saw a hot air balloon flying high in the sky.

Hiss!

Liu Tichun began to scold: "This rabbit cub, Lao Tzu wants to break his legs!" ”

There is no doubt that Liu Xingming did not obey the order and chose to fly a hot air balloon when the battle situation was scorching!

Although he disobeyed the military order, it has to be said that the timing of this hot air balloon flight was almost perfect.

The Ming army and the Qing army were inseparable in the offensive and defensive battles, and no one would notice the hot air balloon flying in the distance.

Even if you notice, you don't have time to be distracted to deal with it.

Liu Xingming seized an opportunity, an almost perfect opportunity!

Although Liu Tichun can't wait to catch Liu Xingming's spanking now, he can only hope that Liu Xingming will not have an accident at the moment.

His old Liu family is such a lone seedling, and he is still counting on Liu Xingming to give him branches and leaves to continue the incense!

Li Laiheng was actually faintly happy for Liu Xingming in his heart.

From not being trusted at the beginning to being able to become a figure in the heart of the emperor alone, Liu Xingming's journey has not been easy.

If he can play well in the process of recovering Fengyang, Li Laiheng must say a few good words for Liu Xingming in the report presented to the Son of Heaven.

As for now, just wait to see Liu Xingming's performance.

In this kind of chaotic battle, the combat effectiveness of the hot air balloon will be unprecedentedly strong, and what kind of battle damage the Ming army will take Fengyang depends on Liu Xingming's play.

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