The desire to win is strong on both sides.

The Ming army was for survival, and the Qing army was for the women, gold and silver in the city.

No one wants to be on the losing side.

Ordinary lives have disappeared in this war, and they are as humble as ants.

The Qing army's combat effectiveness was obviously superior, but the Ming army's desire to survive was stronger.

The two sides are killing each other, and it is difficult to separate.

The Qing army finally killed the city, and was immediately driven down by the swarming Ming army.

Cao Fengnian even personally went into battle and chopped off the heads of two Qing soldiers.

As for Wu Sangui under the city, he is much calmer.

He was not in a hurry at all, because he firmly believed that it would not take the Qing army to take Yunyang without dark.

So far, none of the soldiers have been engaged in battle. Those who are used as cannon fodder are green battalion soldiers who can be sacrificed.

Can the Qing army afford it, but can they afford the Ming army?

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"Report! General Cao, Beicheng asks for reinforcements! ”

"Report! General Cao, Dongcheng is a little unbearable! ”

"Report! General Cao, Nancheng is under siege by the Tartars! ”

As the battle progressed, the weaknesses of the Ming army were gradually exposed.

Although their numbers are not at an absolute disadvantage, most of them are recruits.

There is no problem for recruits to fight with the wind, they just need to wave their flags and shout.

But recruits can't fight against the wind and balance of power.

The former side with more recruits will be immediately defeated, and the latter side with more recruits will be snowballed by the opponent and eventually consumed.

Cao Fengnian himself is, of course, an experienced veteran.

However, most of the soldiers under his command were new recruits. The fatigue of the Ming army is naturally related to this.

Of course, this can't be blamed entirely on Plug Yingxi.

After all, Huguang is so big, and the number of experienced veterans is limited, so it is natural to garrison the important towns of Jingzhou and Xiangyang.

A marginalized place like Yunyang Mansion is already good for the old to bring the new.

Cao Fengnian was already sweating profusely at the moment.

He had a thousand soldiers.

These people are the henchmen who have followed him all the way to the north and south.

Where there was a gap, Cao Fengnian led these henchmen to rush to put out the fire. But now there are more and more gaps, and it is no longer possible to rely on these 1,000 people to fight the fire.

As a seasoned veteran, Cao Fengnian certainly knows where the crux of the problem lies.

But now that's the case, Cao Fengnian can't sprinkle beans into soldiers and conjure up thousands of people, right?

Only by making good use of these recruits can we hold on for a little longer.

If it drags on for a long time, the governor will always send reinforcements, right?

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Wu Sangui, who had been silently watching the fire under the city wall, suddenly spoke: "It's time to send my own soldiers." ”

He has been patiently pressing his own soldiers, just to wait for this opportunity.

At present, the Ming army is already showing fatigue, and only needs to send elite soldiers to suddenly kill to destroy their fragile confidence.

Wu Sangui's grasp of this degree is very exquisite, and after the soldiers appeared, they quickly expanded their advantages and once climbed to the top of the city.

It was Cao Fengnian who led the pro-soldier battalion to kill until he barely broke the siege.

Wu Sangui was slightly surprised.

His own soldiers were all Guanning Iron Cavalry back then.

Cao Fengnian's personal soldiers actually fought back and forth with his own soldiers, which is enough to prove that Cao Fengnian's strength is not bad.

A person who can afford to raise such a thousand elite soldiers is by no means an idle person.

Wu Sangui couldn't help but pay a little attention to Cao Fengnian.

However, Wu Sangui firmly believes that it is himself who wins in the end.

After all, Cao Fengnian's personal soldiers only have 1,000 people, and Wu Sangui's own soldiers can have tens of thousands, which is a wheel battle, and Cao Fengnian is not his opponent.

"Afterburner, within three hours, I was going to see the banner of the Great Qing Dynasty planted at the head of Yunyang!"

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"Cao Junmen, I can't hold it anymore!"

A personal soldier ran to Cao Fengnian covered in blood, fell to his knees with a thud, and cried: "Cao Junmen, why don't you quickly lead someone to break through." You are a military general, even if you retreat from the imperial court, the most you will be punished will be, and it will not hurt your life. Why did you lose your life for Wu Wendao's dog's day. ”

Cao Fengnian was stunned for a moment, and then scolded: "Bastard, do you think General Ben is for Wu Wendao's city? It will be for Your Majesty, for the court, and for the thousands of people who are guarding the city! If Ben General leads his troops to break through, of course, he can save his life. But have you ever thought about the people of the city? Tartars are inferior to beasts. After they break the city, they will most likely slaughter the city, and even if they don't slaughter the city, they will definitely slaughter the people in the city. Would Ben have been able to do such a thing that pokes people in the back? ”

The soldier's face darkened, and he hung his head in shame.

"Today, Lao Tzu will leave his words here, people are in the city, people are dead in the city!"

Cao Fengnian laughed wildly and said: "Wu Sangui thinks that everyone is like him, so let's tell him that in addition to cowards who are as timid as mice, there are more men in this world who dare to take responsibility." ”

"Since the general's mind has been broken, his subordinates must follow the general to death!"

"Okay, this is like the soldier brought out by Lao Tzu."

Cao Fengnian patted the shoulder of the pro-soldier and said approvingly.

"Isn't it just death, my head is off but there is a big scar in the bowl, and I will be a good man again thirty years later!"

Cao Fengnian paused and said: "Besides, it is unknown who wins and who loses. Even if Lao Tzu dies, he will turn into a ghost and choke Wu Sangui's throat. ”

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"Why haven't you taken the city yet?"

Wu Sangui frowned and said very unhappily.

An hour had passed, and the Qing army still had not taken a single city. It was very different from what he had envisioned.

He originally thought that after a round of attrition, the Ming army was already at the end of the crossbow.

His own soldiers only need to charge a few rounds to destroy the only remaining momentum of the Ming army, and then take Yunyang by chance.

But now it seems that the Ming army's spirit is still very strong. They repelled the Qing army again and again, and they did not see the trend of defeat at all.

If it goes on like this, it will completely become a tug-of-war, when will it be a head?

It can't go on like this.

Wu Sangui had already seen that the main force defending Yunyang City was Cao Fengnian's 1,000 personal soldiers.

Then he will let his soldiers attack from the four city walls at the same time, so that Cao Fengnian can't save the west and the east, and there will definitely be a city wall that will be the first to break.

It's just that in this way, the loss of the soldiers will be greater. But now is no longer the time to take care of that.

"Come on, it's rumored that I will make my soldiers attack with all their might."

As soon as Wu Sangui gave the order, the attack method of his soldiers immediately changed. They attacked all four walls at the same time like a tidal wave, and the frequency and intensity of their attacks were several times greater than before.

Sure enough, in the face of such a fierce attack, the Ming army was a little overwhelmed, and two of the four walls of the city were already showing signs of rout.

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