As a seasoned veteran, the sight in front of him did not scare him.

On the contrary, it stimulated him even more, allowing him to face the big battle with a fuller attitude.

Wu Sangui, the Han vassal king canonized by the Tartars, commanded tens of thousands of troops, and he wanted to eat Yunyang in one bite.

However, Cao Fengnian is not easy to mess with, he ordered his soldiers to prepare for the defense of the city, so as not to respond to all changes.

There was no artillery at the head of Yunyang City, so Cao Fengnian had to wait for the other party to enter the range of the archers before giving the order to release the arrows.

The Qing army took advantage of this opportunity to advance rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it had reached a distance of a hundred steps from the city wall.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Cao Fengnian, who had been waiting for a long time, finally burst out, and his voice was like thunder and lightning.

In an instant, thousands of arrows were fired together, and the arrows were shot towards the Qing army with a fierce momentum.

Those Qing soldiers who were hiding under the ladder and rushing under the car naturally did not need to worry. The rest of the charging soldiers raised their shields to block.

This defensive measure blocked most of the arrows, but a few of them escaped through the gaps and pierced through the skin of the Qing soldiers.

Screams were heard one after another, and the Qing army suffered casualties.

Cao Fengnian, who was above the city, opened his eyes angrily and roared to cheer up the soldiers.

"Sons, the time has come to kill the Tartars. The time has come to serve the court. Don't put a tartar into town! ”

He personally beat the drums and mobilized the atmosphere of the city to the extreme.

"Kill the Tartars!"

"Kill the Tartars!"

Wu Sangui squinted his eyes slightly, unable to see the slightest emotion.

From the moment he descended to the Qing Dynasty, he no longer cared about any Manchu Han people.

As long as he can obtain glory and wealth and benefits, it means that there is no problem for him to do anything.

After turning around like this, he realized that all loyalty and patriotism are bullshit. Only hard fists are the main truth.

Whoever has a hard fist can dominate the world, and whoever has a hard fist can set order.

Why did Emperor Chongzhen become a hanged ghost from the coal mountain, isn't it because Li Zicheng's fists are harder?

Why was Li Zicheng chased by Azig and lost his armor and trapped in Jiugong Mountain? Isn't it because Azig's fists are harder?

Those who know the times are Junjie, and Wu Sangui is just following the general trend.

If he hadn't sacrificed Shanhaiguan at the beginning, would he really be able to hold the Han family by letting the Qing army enter the customs? Sooner or later, the Manchus will still enter the pass, it is only a matter of time.

Wu Sangui's dedication to the customs not only made him a lot of money, but also made the historical process of the Qing army's entry into the customs much earlier. Why not do it?

He attacked Jingmen by surprise, just to compare with Li Guo and Gao Yigong whose fists were harder.

Originally, he thought that the city was about to be destroyed, but who knew that Huang Degong suddenly came out and disrupted all his deployments.

He had no choice but to withdraw his troops.

Maybe he can't beat Li Guo and Huang Degong, who joined forces. But it's still easy to deal with just a few cats and dogs.

He didn't even want to know who the defender of Yunyang was now.

Because they were all rats, their names were not worthy of him at all.

During the siege, Wu Sangui did not have any reservations at all.

He didn't want any accidents, but he wanted to get the job done.

As long as Yunyang is taken, it is equivalent to planting a force in Huguang, and it can infiltrate the surrounding areas at any time.

At that time, even the unruly Azig will probably have to admire his prophetic insight, right?

Fight, kill!

He enjoyed the thrill of crushing.

These stupid southerners tried in vain to resist their own elites.

Then let them all die without a place to bury!

Before the war, Wu Sangui had already issued a strict order, and after the city was broken, the city was slaughtered.

Soldiers and civilians, men and women, were killed.

He wanted to use the heads of the soldiers and civilians of Yunyang City to cast a Jingguan to deter those who tried to resist the Qing army in vain.

This is the policy that the Qing army has always pursued.

As for the slight casualties, Wu Sangui didn't care at all.

Although these are his personal soldiers, as long as they can be exchanged for greater and more benefits, it is okay to sacrifice some.

The ladder had been set up against the city wall, and the rushing car was hitting the city gate again and again. So far, at least, everything is going according to Wu Sangui's plan.

In his opinion, it was only a matter of time before the city was breached.

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"Roll the wood, roll the stone, quickly!"

Cao Fengnian roared angrily.

Many of his soldiers lacked combat experience, so he had to shout again and again to remind the recruits what to do.

As for the veterans, it is much more worry-free.

They calmly threw the rolling logs and stones from the battlements, and then quickly continued to carry them.

With auxiliary troops, they only need to carry a short distance, which is much more labor-saving.

As for the nail shoot, this kind of large-scale city defense equipment is of course also useful.

Every time you drop the peg, you can do great damage to the climbing tartars.

Some tartars managed to climb to more than half of the position, and were directly nailed and patted into meat puree.

As for those tartars who were lucky enough to avoid the nail slap, they were also smashed down by rolling logs and stones, and they were seriously hurt and wailed.

But the number of Tartars is evidently numerous, and for every time one falls, someone must come forward to fill his vacancy.

Cao Fengnian's expression was focused, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

While it looks like they're in the ascendancy right now, God knows when things will change.

Cao Fengnian can't afford to lose. Behind him are tens of thousands of Yunyang people, and whether these people can survive depends on whether he can hold the city.

The Tartars were known for their ferocity, and Cao Fengnian would not expect them to be merciful to the people after the city was broken.

So he had to hold the city and leave no room for retreat.

"Hurry up and release the arrows, quickly pour boiling oil!"

Cao Fengnian only felt that he had no time to spare, and he had to guide these soldiers on how to defend at all times.

The pace of the Tartar attack was tight, and it seemed that it was deliberately forcing the Ming army to make mistakes.

As soon as the Ming army accidentally made one mistake, it would follow suit another mistake. And so on and so forth.

Therefore, Cao Fengnian's nerves are like a taut string, and he does not dare to relax in the slightest.

"Kill, kill!"

There were shouts of killing everywhere.

Some were issued by the Ming army, some by the Qing army.

The sounds mingled with the sound of rolling logs, rocks falling on people, and the gurgling of teeth creating an eerie atmosphere.

On the battlefield, we don't look at right and wrong, only life and death.

If you die, you will definitely be recognized as the wrong party. Because the dead cannot open their mouths to defend themselves, they can only let the victors pour dirty water on them.

Both sides didn't want to lose or die, so they both used their strength to eat.

You shoot an arrow at me, and I return an arrow to you.

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

Gradually, the Ming army began to suffer casualties.

Whether it was the projectile of the trebuchet or the back shot of the archer, it caused them a lot of trouble.

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