"Pass my military order, the shield soldiers are in front, the spearmen are behind, plug the gap, and be sure not to let the enemy enter the fort!" Seeing the vast crowd outside the fortress wall, which was quickly rushing to the gaps in the north and south walls, Li Xiao ordered in a deep voice. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"My lord, the Tartars have ordered the people to rush ahead, but what should our army do?" The voice of Tian Wei, the head of General A, was eager and anxious.

"Kill them all!"

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"The Tartars enveloped the people, mixed in with them, and suddenly at the moment, who could be separated! If they are allowed to enter the fort, our army will be defeated! Li Xiao's voice was as cold as steel: "Pass on the official military order, but anyone who rushes to the gap, whether it is a Tartar or a citizen, will be killed!" ”

"Order!"

With Li Xiao's military order issued, Li Xiao's soldiers guarding the two gaps in the north and south city walls suddenly became two ruthless killing machines.

Looking down from the air, the gap in the fortress wall where the enemy and us are fighting to the death is simply the bloodiest and most terrifying infernal hell.

A large group of people, men, women and children, all cried and rushed towards the gap, but this huge population torrent was blocked by a semi-arc surrounding the shield array at the gap. A large crowd slammed directly into the steel spikes on the big shield, piercing the entire body, and directly wailing to death.

The people in front were stabbed to death, but the crowd behind them was still frantically squeezing forward, and at this time, the spears in the hands of the spearmen behind the big shield were like vicious snakes, stabbing them fiercely at their heads, chests, and necks. The crowd that rushed over, but all those who were shot, all splashed blood, and died quickly.

This is only the ground defense of Li Xiaojun's army, and on the city walls at both ends of the gap, there are brigades of auxiliaries, who are constantly pouring hot fecal gold juice and one quicklime bottle after another from above into the people and Tartar formations under the gap.

Under Li Xiaojun's fierce three-dimensional attack, the screams of the rushing crowd shook the heavens and the earth, blood and minced flesh flew everywhere, the fishy gold juice mixed with the smell of human internal organs, forming an extremely disgusting smell, and the flying quicklime powder almost made it difficult to breathe. In this hustle and bustle, the ground was quickly covered with the corpses of the people, and under the terrifying corpses, the blood that spilled out was sticky and slippery, overflowing everywhere, making it difficult for people to stand firmly.

This is a battle with no bottom line at all.

Male, kill.

Female, kill.

Old man, kill.

Kids, kill.

Every Li Xiao soldier who defended the formation remembered Li Xiao's words: "Anyone who rushes into the battle will be killed!" ”

In the eyes of the people who were crying and rushing into battle, Li Xiaojun in front of him was simply the incarnation of the devil, constantly devouring the surging flesh and blood, taking away one miserable soul after another.

Pity those people, they are still rushing forward and backwards, as if they have broken Li Xiaojun and will have a way to live.

These poor people, in fact, have no choice, because as soon as they retreat slightly, the Tartars behind them will immediately cut or kill them, without the slightest mercy.

Li Xiao, who was standing behind the gun and shield battle array, saw through the choking raw stone dust and fog that there was a woman with a child in her arms, who also followed these crowds with her bare hands.

The crowd was crowded and chaotic, and the child in the woman's hand accidentally fell to the ground, and was immediately trampled into the pile of corpses by the frenzied crowd, never to be seen again.

The woman cried like crazy, and wanted to bow down to dig out the child, but she was pushed by the crowd behind her, staggered forward, and then was fiercely pierced through the chest by a Li Xiaojun spearman, blood gushed like a spring, and she fell down screaming.

At the same time, a large mass of feces and golden juice poured down from above, staining the woman's body and the people next to it the same fishy dark yellow.

Seeing this extremely tragic scene, Li Xiao's heart was like a knife.

There is no human affection, morality, conscience, or legal constraints, only fighting like wild beasts, only life-and-death battles, only corpses piling up, only rivers of blood, only the clanging of swords, only the wails of the dying, this is the real war, the cruel war, the war that strips away all beautification and blood!

It's just that in this war-torn world, this dark moment when the Tartars want to destroy our thousand-year-old Chinese civilization, the only way to stop the war is war.

Only by eliminating all these Tartar rogues will the war finally subside, and the land of Shenzhou will return to quiet and peace.

Fellow villagers, all the people, I, Li Xiao, have created such a sin, if there is an afterlife, let Li Xiao be a cow and a horse to repay it.

In a gloom, this young Qianhu from modern society, his face was like cold iron, and the pain in his heart was unspeakable.

The brutal killing lasted for about half an hour, and the corpses were piled up like a mountain at the gap, and the blood on the ground barely reached the ankles, making it difficult for Li Xiao's soldiers who were desperately guarding to stand firmly, and from time to time someone fell to the ground.

The crowd continued to pour in from both openings, and there was no pause in sight. At this point in the battle, Li Xiao's soldiers were all very tired, and the originally tight gun and shield battle formation was gradually broken away, revealing large or small gaps.

Quickly there were other spearmen or shieldmen to fill the gap, allowing the entire line of defense to remain afloat.

At the end of the war, there were fewer and fewer people in the crowd rushing over, but there were more and more Tatar soldiers such as the Jurchen, Mongol, and Han armies.

Now Li Xiaojun is exhausted, and these Tartars are all waiting for work at this time because they are all ordinary people rushing into battle just now. All kinds of Tartars rushed to kill, so that Li Xiao's soldiers, who were tired of fighting, fell down screaming from time to time.

Jiala's forehead, who was watching the battle from afar, really loved Bali, and his face was proud.

Next to him, Niu Lu Ezhen Talam, Chabulu, and Ban Zhifu, deputy chief of staff of the Han Army, were also full of joy.

Li Xiao, who is in the dog, see how long you have to hold on!

After another half an hour of fierce fighting, these were two gaps in the north and south city walls, Li Xiaojun finally couldn't hold on any longer, and the tired shield soldiers and spearmen were all pushed back continuously, and the vacancy exposed was becoming more and more difficult to fill.

At this time, the captive Ming troops on the north wall were finally killed and retreated by Jin Dakui's troops and the rampant team, and the number of captive Ming troops who climbed up to attack the city became smaller and smaller.

On the south wall, Du Shaoru, who was already the worst in combat power, had nearly half of the dead and wounded, and he was already exhausted.

Li Xiao urgently ordered that Jin Dakui's department, which was guarding the north wall, split half and rushed to reinforce the south wall.

The rampant team was urgently transferred to the city wall and divided into two teams, the north and the south, desperately blocking the gap.

With the support of half of the Liaodong army of Jin Dakui's army, the situation on the southern wall was finally stabilized, and it began to gradually gain an advantage, pressing down the equally tired captive Ming army, and kept retreating towards the entrance of the city wall.

At this time, Li Xiao saw that from the direction of the medical hall, there were a hundred soldiers who walked out shakingly, all of them were already wearing armor and holding swords, but it seemed that they were coming to join the battlefield.

The leader among them is actually the deputy chief soldier Zu Dale!

"Lord Commander, your injuries have not healed, how can you come to the war?" Li Xiao asked with a surprised expression.

"Ahem, it didn't hurt the bones, what's the big deal. Now that the situation is so urgent, how can Ben and this group of lightly injured people still lie down in the hospital! Now it's up to you to tell me to go to the rescue as soon as possible. Zu Dale waved his hand and replied hurriedly.

Li Xiao looked at the situation and immediately made a decision in his heart.

Now the easiest thing is the sparse Ming army on the northern city wall, so send Zu Dale and them to replace the other half of the Jin Dakui army.

Li Xiao immediately ordered that the Zu Dale Department and a group of wounded soldiers who were willing to participate in the battle should take over the half of the Jin Dakui troops to guard the north wall, and the half of the Jin Dakui troops that were transferred down would be more and more tightly defended on the spot.

Li Xiaojun is now basically using all his troops to the limit.

The Tartars, who kept attacking violently, were blocked by Li Xiaojun, who was desperately defending the city, and the fierce momentum at the beginning gradually disappeared.

By this time, the two sides had basically reached the stage of pure attrition.

Although Li Xiaojun was much stronger in tactics, organization, and coordination than the Tartars who rushed in among the people, he couldn't stand the number of Tartars too much, and he was mixed in with the people to rush into battle, which made Li Xiaojun fall into an increasingly passive situation.

Li Xiao bit his teeth, brushed the ground and pulled out the sword, and personally went into battle to kill.

"Your Excellency has gone into battle himself!"

Amid the cheers of the soldiers, Li Xiao and the half team in the south were rampant, slashing and killing the enemy soldiers who were constantly trying to bypass the gap. He killed two infantry soldiers and a Mongolian Tartar in a row, which boosted the morale of the surrounding Li Xiao soldiers.

The rampant team is like a mad machine beast, each soldier is wielding the heavy weapons in his hand, rushing over the Tartars and the people, killing like crazy, Monk An and Wu Zhuang, the two captains, have been killed like bloody people.

The two armies fought against each other for a while, but Li Xiaojun was still pressed back continuously, the shield soldiers and spearmen continued to suffer casualties, and the screams of the soldiers became more and more intensive. And the rampant team and the Jin Dakui department who were transferred down also suffered a lot of casualties, and people fell from time to time.

At this point in the battle, the gold juice and ash bottle had been consumed, and the auxiliaries on the city wall could no longer help.

It's just that due to Li Xiaojun's stubborn resistance, the Tartar battle array finally couldn't bear it, and these battle-hardened Tartars were deeply shocked by Li Xiaojun's strong combat power, and more and more Tartars began to be exhausted, such as the Han army and the Mongolian Tartars, and many people were barely supporting.

Li Xiao keenly observed that both the enemy and the enemy had finally reached the final critical point.

Now, it's up to who can make it to the end, and who can make the final killer move.

"Lord Jiala, our infantry has been exhausted, please quickly send cavalry to charge!" Ban Zhifu, the deputy chief of staff of the Han army, had a gourd-shaped face, with large sweat oozing out, full of panic and anxiety.

Jia La's true love for Bali, but he hesitated.

The strength of this Li Xiao's soldiers made Aibali, who had always regarded himself very high and even arrogant, extremely admired.

If the Ming army everywhere is as strong and good at fighting as Li Xiao's army, then Dajin Mo is blindly defending himself when he enters the pass and plunders, and he is afraid that it will not be easy.

It's just that these hundreds of cavalry are his last thing to take into battle, and they can't be easily used unless they have to.

Moreover, in Li Xiao's army, there are a lot of pikemen, and the three-meter-wide gap has been surrounded by a forest of spears, if the cavalry rushes up, even if Li Xiao's army is exhausted, his own casualties will be extremely amazing.

Besides, now his own soldiers have pressed deeper and deeper into the fort, although the progress is slow, but if he holds on for a while, the first to collapse should be Li Xiao。。。。。。

"Master, if you don't send cavalry quickly, I'm afraid our army won't be able to hold on." Ban Zhifu's voice was suddenly full of pleading.

"Our army has not fallen behind, let's see." Ala's true love for Bali finally replied hesitantly.

This sentence has become a lifelong regret for Aibali.

While the Tartar cavalry was watching from the formation, Li Xiao in the fort finally ordered all the cavalry to make a wedge-shaped assault!

The cavalrymen, who had been recuperating until now, let out a deafening scream, and discharged the huge wedge-shaped formation of Xuanhu Heavy Cavalry in front and Flying Harrier in the back, and began to attack from the end of the school field in the distance.

Start, accelerate, charge!

The giant wedge-shaped battle formation composed of 40 Xuanhu heavy horsemen and 50 flying harriers had fully accelerated to the charging speed when they were still nearly fifty or sixty steps away from the spear and shield soldiers who were desperately fighting in front!

Hearing the thunderous sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer, Li Xiao's soldiers at the southern city wall quickly moved out of the way.

Only in an instant, the cavalry of Li Xiaojun, who fully accelerated and tried their best to charge, quickly swept past these Li Xiaojun soldiers who got out of the way.

If the Tartar attacking the gap in the southern city wall is compared to a huge and fat piece of bread, then the cavalry of Li Xiaojun's army, which is trying its best to charge, is a small but extremely sharp knife.

This sharp knife instantly cut this thick and wide bread in half.

Only the screams of the continuous screams and the sound of horses' hooves were mixed together, and the cavalry of Li Xiaojun, who was riding straight with a spear in his hand, charged as hard as he could, like a scythe of death that harvested life, and rushed away any object that stood in the way ahead, stabbing them to death and trampling them to death.

When Li Xiaojun's cavalry came out of the formation, the speed of the cavalry was already very slow, because there were cascading corpses under the horses' hooves, which greatly delayed the time of the sprint.

It's just that Li Xiaojun's fierce penetrating blow, at the gap in the southern city wall, the Tartar army formation, which was already fighting hard, finally collapsed completely.

Looking at the past, the large group of Tartars who were surging and attacking just now were now like a receding tide, and everyone was shocked by the terrifying force of Li Xiaojun's cavalry, and like the people who also collapsed, they turned around and fled. The Tartars rushed to the dolphins and fled in all directions, and the order was in chaos.

It's just that Li Xiao's infantry, whose physical strength is almost exhausted, no longer has the strength to pursue them, and everyone is gasping for breath in place, with an extremely happy expression on their faces.

If it weren't for the cavalry's assault, perhaps, the first to collapse would have been themselves.

According to Li Xiao's order, the cavalry team did not pursue these routs, but turned around to the west wall, and then went around the north wall from the west wall, preparing to fight Li Xiao's infantry who were desperately resisting inside, and give the Tartars attacking the north city wall a front and back attack.

"All the cavalry set off and blocked Li Xiao's cavalry with all their might!" Jiala's true love for Ba Li, with great remorse, shouted this sentence hoarsely to the more than 300 cavalrymen beside him.

The Tartar cavalry immediately roared and rushed forward.

It's late.

The cavalry of Li Xiao's army, which had fully accelerated again, turned around from the head of the western city wall, and the wedge-shaped battle formation that charged with all their might was like a fierce and vicious huge spike, fiercely poking into the rear of the Tartar army formation under the northern city wall.

After. Court explosion. Chrysanthemum!

The Tartar army formation at the northern city wall, which was also like a huge loaf of bread, was immediately cut by this sharp knife in an instant.

The Tartars finally all collapsed.

Like the Tartars of the southern wall, they turned around and fled in a panic.

At this time, the cavalry sent by Kala Ezhen had just arrived.

At this time, Li Xiaojun's cavalry had re-entered the fort, and the gun and shield battle array in front of him was also re-armed.

Several cavalrymen, who could not hold their mounts, rushed straight to the forest of spears that had been re-arranged, and were immediately stabbed and pierced.

The remaining hundreds of cavalry, seeing that the momentum was unfavorable, had no choice but to draw their swords and retreat to the Tartar main formation.

Li Xiao, who had been killed all in blood, was also not pursued.

Because at this time of the war, no one in Li Xiao's army had such physical strength.

On the city wall, the remnants of the captive Ming army, seeing that the general situation had gone, knelt down and surrendered to Li Xiaojun.

This life and death are only in the moment, the victory or defeat is only in the blink of an eye, and the extremely difficult and dangerous battle to defend the city has finally come to an end.

The ferocity in his eyes was gone, and he looked sluggish to count the number of people in the whole army.

Soon, the results were reported, and now in addition to the more than 300 cavalry, among the remaining infantry, there are 460 Jurchen soldiers, 246 Mongol soldiers, and 285 Han troops.

Great defeat!

A complete defeat!

I didn't expect that with thousands of elite troops, as the most valued cronie of the banner lord Dege, Jia Lae Zhen, who had been in battle for a long time and was accustomed to the battlefield, would be defeated in the hands of Li Xiao, the general of the Ming army.

Such a shame is enough to sweep away the glory of one's past!

Li Xiao, if you fight again in the future, you will not be cut into meat sauce by this dog thief, and you will not be a man!

"Pass on the general's order, abandon the people of the Ming Kingdom, put on the baggage and withdraw the army, return to Datong Town, and join the banner owner." The armor is really commanding, and the breath is weak.

"Master。。。。。。

Seeing that Jiala's true love for Bali was so decadent, Niu Lu Ezhen Talam, Chabulu and others all had tears in their eyes and choked in their throats.

Only Niu Lu Ezhen Baiketu, who had defeated the battle earlier, and Ban Zhifu, the deputy chief of staff of the Han Army, although their faces were also gloomy, but Ai Bali could feel that these two people were not really sad.

The thoughts of these two people now, Ai Bali is very clear. Baiketu is because everyone has lost the battle, so no one will easily laugh at him as a defeated general. And Ban Zhifu of the Han army, because the Han army contributed a lot in this battle, it was no longer good for him to take his life and take his life.

At dusk, Jiala's true love for Bali led a group of Tartar remnants, carrying grain and grass and baggage, and slowly retreated south with scattered banners.

Seeing the enemy army leaving in such a mess, a cheer that almost broke the eardrum sounded at Jinjiazhuang Fort.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Kill the Tartars, get fame!"

"Kill the Tartars, go to heaven!"

From this arduous battle to defend the city, the soldiers of Li Xiaojun, who finally survived, roared out the joy in their hearts. There are also some soldiers who can't help but cry bitterly when they think of the brothers who used to get along day and night in this battle with heavy casualties.

Surrounded by laughter and crying, Li Xiao stood silently at the head of the city.

Standing with a knife in one hand and pressing the pheasant with the other, he had already seen the Tartar go away, looking at the ruined walls of Jinjiazhuang Fort, the corpses of the people piled up everywhere, and the strong and resolute face had a sadness that could not be hidden.

Under the reflection of the afterglow of blood in the sky, Li Xiao, who stood solemnly, was like a silent statue. (To be continued.) )