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North Koreans crossing the river?

Ma Da politely grabbed a handful of broken silver and smashed it on the soldier who reported the news, is this guy blind or drunk too much wine and burned, North Koreans crossing the river, joke, big joke!

He led the young man to the other side of the river twice, and the officials and soldiers of North Korea had to thank God for the Bodhisattva... Those guys who ran away without even seeing a human figure, still dare to cross the river?

But soon, Madari realized that the North Korean army might have really come over, because he heard the sound of guns and the sound of artillery coming from the river. Accompanied by the sound of cannons, iron bullets fell from time to time above the tunzi, and all that came to my ears was the shouting and small shouts of his own soldiers.

"Come with me!"

Ma Dali kicked over the table on the kang and rushed out of the house with a group of gambling men. In the line of sight, hundreds of his own soldiers were running around in the tunzi, chaotic into a swarm. On the other side of the stone wall, only his subordinate Bashi Kudarhan led dozens of people to shoot arrows outside, which was very difficult.

"Hu Geli, you lead people to suppress the Han people, don't let them run around, and cut off their heads if they are disobedient! The rest of the people will follow me up to the stone wall to let the Koreans know how powerful our Jurchen men are! ”

Although his body was now seriously out of shape, the strength of the Jurchens in his bones prompted Ma Dali to raise his broadsword and run towards the stone wall where the battle was being felt. Some of his subordinates were also in a hurry to get weapons and rushed to the stone wall.

When they ran to the stone wall, they saw that Darhan and the others were all pressed under the wall, and the guns of the Korean soldiers outside were very dense, and the guns flew everywhere on the wall, and their own soldiers did not dare to raise their heads at all.

The Korean warships on the river were also firing artillery, but perhaps because there were not many cannons, the North Koreans fired sparsely, and only one or two rounds came every once in a while. This made the Jurchen soldiers in the tunzi chaotic, but there were not many casualties.

Under the pressure of Hu Geli and other banner soldiers, the Han Ahabs also began to calm down, and some of the bold and quick reactions had already followed their masters to the stone wall, ready to resist the attack of the Korean stick soldiers. 1

"Darhan, how many North Korean soldiers are there!"

When Ma Dali was about to go up, he thought that he was not wearing armor, so he hurriedly asked someone to bring his armor. After taking the armor, Ma Dali hurriedly asked the people around him to put it on for him. He was dressed in iron armor, and his subordinates and Bashiku, the horse armor and the rest of the banner soldiers were wearing cotton armor and paper armor.

Iron armor is quite scarce in Jianzhou, and only the Chinese army above the leader and the king of the Khan are eligible to wear it. Not all of the flag soldiers are qualified to wear cotton armor, and generally those who can wear cotton armor are veterans who have fought several battles, and they are responsible for charging forward in each battle.

The rest of the lightly armoured and unarmoured ones were shot with bows in the back, and when the spoils were distributed after the battle, the armoured ones were more divided than the unarmoured ones. As for the Han people in the tunzi, don't say that they are wearing armor, and it is rare to have a decent weapon.

Seeing that Lord Zuoling had brought someone to the stone wall, Darhan hurriedly shouted on it: "My lord, it's not a Korean, it's a Ming person, it's a Ming person!" ”

Ming?

Ma Dali was startled, and he didn't care that the iron armor still had two ropes untied, so he climbed the stone wall in a panic. Gritted his teeth and looked out, and was immediately taken aback.

What kind of North Korean soldiers are outside, it is clearly the Ming army!

And it's not an ordinary Ming army, looking at their complete armor, all equipped with firearms, and a clear banner, they are definitely the elite soldiers under the general army!

There was also a large group of cavalry behind these Ming infantry pressing the formation, as if they were waiting for the infantry to capture the gate and then rush in.

Because of the night, how many Ming warships there were on the river, Ma Dali couldn't see clearly. But in the line of sight, there are four warships of the Ming army that are extremely large, and the tallest stone houses in the tunzi are probably not as tall as those ships.

These circumstances made Ma Dali gasp, and with his experience, he immediately judged that this must be the main force of the Ming army in Liaodong to attack.

After retracting his head, Madar's hair was numb.

He is not afraid of the North Koreans, but the Ming army is really afraid, especially since the other party is still the elite of the Ming army, and the leader of the team is likely to be the general soldier.

"My lord, there are too many Ming troops, and their guns are too dense, let's run before they are encircled!"

Darhan is not afraid of death, the attacking Ming army has at least 2,000 people, and there are only more than 200 flag soldiers in the tunzi, and the difference in strength between the enemy and us is too great, and there is no way to defend it. The wisest thing to do now is to take advantage of the fact that the Ming army has just arrived, and it is not completely closed in front of Liudaotun to break through in the night.

The Ming army had cavalry, but the cavalry played a limited role at night. As for the hundreds of Han people, Darha didn't take it seriously at all, even if there was his own Aha among them.

Aha is the wealth that the Khan King rewarded to the armor-clad people, and Darhan finally got the Khan King to reward Ahha, so his family was relaxed, and Na Ahha's wife and daughter also gave birth to a child for themselves, and it is false to say that he is willing to give up. But there is no way in front of him, no matter how good Aha is, it is not as important as his own life. This life is about to be gone, and Aha has become someone else's.

Ma Dali listened to the intention, although he had flesh, but he was not a reckless person, otherwise he would not have robbed the Koreans and made deals with their merchants.

After weighing the pros and cons, Ma Dali decided to break through the siege, and was about to let Darhan and others secretly order the banner soldiers to drive the Han Ahamen to the stone wall to confuse the Ming army, but suddenly there was a loud "boom" under his feet, and then not only the stone wall under his feet, but the entire tunzi shook like a landslide.

A puff of black smoke rose into the sky, and the dust instantly engulfed the stone wall. Before Ma Dali could stand still, he heard a scream in his ears, and then he was also thrown aside, and countless gravels and broken bricks fell on him, and he felt as if he was buried alive.

It didn't take long for Ma Dali to come to his senses, and he struggled to crawl out of the rubble, feeling a spear beside him and slowly standing upright.

It was silent, as if everyone had disappeared, and no sound could be heard.

Blood trickled down the wound on Madali's forehead, obscuring one of his eyes.

He wiped his eyes vigorously and patted his ears again, and the world around him suddenly became real.

Cries, screams, help...

All kinds of miserable sounds instantly poured into Ma Dali's ears, making him buzz a little dizzy.

The scene in front of him made his hands and feet immobile as if they were frozen—a complete section of the stone wall and the flagmen on it were gone.

When he looked at his feet, he realized that his right leg had already been smashed from the knee down, and the broken half of his leg was connected by a tendon......

Madali's eyes darkened again, and he fell heavily backwards, the spear that had supported him still standing firm in the rubble.

"Listen, I'm Guerjia Efu from Yizhou, and I often come to you to receive goods, remember? … The Ming Imperial Army asked me to bring you a message, put down your weapons, hold your head in your hands, and walk out in line, the Imperial Army absolutely guarantees your lives! …”

Outside Tunzi, a middle-aged man dressed like a Han Chinese was holding a "microphone" rolled in iron sheets and shouting vigorously.