Today's Wu Sangui can be described as free.

When he arrived outside the city of Kunming, he specially ordered people to push the captured people to the front of the battle, and then beheaded them one after another.

This move was a demonstration to the defenders of Kunming. If the Ming army continues to defend the city, after Wu Sangui breaks the city, everyone in the city will end up like this.

Wu Sangui is not a kind-hearted person, on the contrary, he is ruthless and can even sell his own mother and son.

He did a lot of things like killing good and risking merit, not to mention the slaughter when the two armies were fighting.

Either surrender now, or the chickens and dogs will not stay.

He, Wu Sangui, is not easy to provoke.

Above the city, Mu Tianbo trembled with anger when he saw this scene, and the roots of his teeth itched.

"It's too much of a deception! Wu thieves deceive people too much! ”

Mu Tianbo bent his bow and shot at Wu Sangui.

But at such a distance, it is beyond the range of the bow and arrow.

Mu Tianbo's arrows fell weakly a hundred steps in front of Wu Sangui's army, and they couldn't hurt Wu Sangui at all.

"Gong Qianguo, don't fall for the Wu thief's agitation method!"

Feng Shuangli saw that Mu Tianbo was a little excited, and hurriedly reminded him on the side.

Compared with Mu Tianbo, Feng Shuangli's emotional control is obviously better.

Wu Sangui killed the people, which was naturally the anger of people and gods.

But if they can't control their emotions well, and even take the initiative to go out of the city to fight, then they will fall for Wu Sangui's tricks.

How did Mu Tianbo not know this truth?

It's just that Mu Tianbo treats every person like his own child.

"My country's heart hurts now!"

Mu Tianbo said bitterly: "The prince of my country can't wait to peel the skin of the Wu thief and cramp, eat meat and drink blood." ”

"Hold steady, Qianguo Gong must be steady!"

Feng Shuangli kept appeasing Mu Tianbo, for fear that he would go out of the city to fight because of impulse.

"King Qingyang, how many soldiers and horses did the Wu thief dispatch this time?"

"There are at least 70,000 or 80,000, and if you can't get it right, there are 100,000."

Feng Shuangli frowned and said, "How could the Wu thief bring so many people? The last time the East invaded, it was on this scale. ”

Of course, he didn't know that many of Wu Sangui's army were captured strong men and coerced people.

The real strength of the soldiers is about 50,000 or 60,000.

But Rao is like this, Wu Sangui's army is still four times the size of the Ming army.

"It seems that I can only hold on."

Mu Tianbo was a little depressed, and I hope that this gap in strength will not be a good death.

"The Duke of Qianguo might as well rest first, there is this king staring here. The Wu thief will not attack the city for a while. ”

Feng Shuangli was worried that Mu Tianbo would be angry for a while because of this incident, and wanted him to calm down first.

Mu Tianbo shook his head and said, "The soldiers are fighting here, how can I rest." The prince of the country wants to supervise the battle with the king of Qingyang at the head of the city! ”

Seeing that he was so persistent, Feng Shuangli nodded and said, "Okay." ”

He cleared his throat and said, "Come on, block the city gate with a boulder!" ”

Generally speaking, the defender of the city will not completely block the city gate, after all, if it is really unable to hold it, it can still lead the troops to break through.

Blocking the city gate means that you have cut off a way out and decided to defend to the end.

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Wu Sangui had ordered the army to surround the city of Kunming.

He didn't know that the Ming army had blocked the city gate, for fear that the Ming army would lead his troops to break through.

As for the offense, he's not in such a hurry.

Anyway, the main force of the Ming army is now in Huguang, and it is impossible to grow wings and fly back.

What Wu Sangui has to do now is to constantly put pressure on the Ming army's heart and make their morale collapse.

Siege without attack will make the defenders always maintain a nervous mood, and if they hold a string for a long time, sooner or later they will collapse.

When the army's morale was almost collapsed, it was time for Wu Sangui to order the siege of the city.

If you should bury the pot to make rice, you should bury the pot to make rice, and you should eat and drink, Wu Sangui is not in a hurry at all.

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"It's so fucking cold at night!"

In Wu Sangui's camp, a group of soldiers sat around the bonfire to keep warm.

It is already early winter, and even the spring city of Kunming is already a little cold at night.

Even though the fire was lit, his hands and feet were still a little cold.

"What the hell!"

"Li Changshui, come over and boil some water for me!"

He Laoliu glared at Li Changshui fiercely and scolded.

"Hey, Master Jun will go after waiting for me."

Li Changshui was taken captive from Guiyang Mansion by Wu Sangui's army.

Like him, there are countless people who have been used as a power stick and a coolie.

But not many people actually made it to Yunnan alive.

Many people died of starvation and exhaustion on the road, and their bodies were left everywhere on the side of the road, and no one buried them at all.

Those who can live to Yunnan are destined for great fortune.

Li Changshui doesn't want to die yet, he still wants to see his son again.

To say that Li Changshui's luck is not bad, he fried a good dish, so he became a fireman in Wu Sangui's army.

Although it is hard to bury the pot and make rice, it is better than being cannon fodder to rush into battle.

At least you have no worries about your life and be able to see the sun tomorrow.

As long as you don't lose your head, nothing else matters.

Li Changshui quickly took the pot and set it on the fire and burned it.

Every night in the dead of night, Li Changshui always thinks of his son.

His son would always smile at him, and the smile was so sweet.

The son is all he keeps alive!

Before he knew it, the water had boiled, but Li Changshui didn't notice it, and he was still thinking about his son.

At this moment, a curse came: "Dog-like things, tell you to boil water, what the hell are you stunned." The water is boiling. Don't you have fucking eyes? ”

"Ah, sorry, I forgot. I'll fetch you water! ”

The Qing soldier didn't give Li Changshui a chance to explain at all, so he waved a whip on his head.

"Ahh

Li Changshui was completely unprepared, and was beaten with a whip and screamed.

"Master Jun, I know that I am wrong. Don't fight, don't fight! ”

Where does the Qing soldier care about this, the anger in his belly is sprinkled on Li Changshui.

"Lao Tzu beat you to death, a dog! Call you lazy! Call you to cheat and cheat! ”

Whip after whip, Li Changshui desperately dodged, but the whip would still hit him.

"Dog things, Lao Tzu will let you have a long memory, let you understand what a slave should do!"

Li Changshui's body was covered with bloodstains, and he could only confess and beg for mercy.

Experience taught him that there was no future in rebellion.

He had resisted more than once, but in exchange for more ferocious beatings and scolding.

So now that Li Changshui has learned to be obedient, at least this can make the beating and scolding less.

But this time I don't know what's wrong, no matter how Li Changshui confesses and begs for mercy, the Qing soldiers just keep whipping and scolding.

Soon Li Changshui's body was covered with blood, and his clothes were torn to pieces.

The anger in Li Changshui's heart rose sharply, and he instinctively got up and rushed towards the Qing soldier.

The Qing soldiers never thought that Li Changshui would dare to resist, and Deng Shi was stunned.

In an instant, Li Changshui threw him down, and smashed his fists left and right at his front door.

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