Chapter 58 Qingge Winding Flying Beam-7

There are more than 5,000 slaves in Liaoyang Iron Workshop, who were originally craftsmen and apprentices in the blacksmith shop in the city. It was very common for the slaves to bow to the slaves. After the introduction of the brotherhood from Kaizhou, hundreds of people joined the association, and the rest were all brothers who worshipped the master. Therefore, after the Han army came outside the city, these workers and slaves were planning to respond.

After Li San'er, Liu Quan and others attacked, almost in an instant, more than 30 iron mills and thousands of workers and slaves rose up one after another. Some grabbed the red-hot blades on the iron stove, some brandished iron tongs and hammers, and some desperately poured hot charcoal on the Khitan soldiers who were watching. After the Khitan soldiers guarding found out that the workers had rebelled, some immediately rushed into the workshop, brandished scimitars and slashed and killed, and some of the slaves did not have time to break the shackles and could not dodge, and suddenly suffered heavy casualties, and large areas of blood flowed everywhere inside and outside the workshop. A lot of the blood that the swords drank as soon as they were baked was a faint layer of blood on the cooled blades.

Since the siege of the city by the Jin soldiers, Liaoyang's city defense has become increasingly tight. The Tokyo Garrison has transferred all the Khitan soldiers that can be drawn to the key points. The heavily guarded blacksmith workshop also reduced the number of guards to a fraction of its original size. Thousands of workers and slaves rose up, and almost in a stick of incense, the Khitan soldiers guarding it were either killed or fled. However, the news of the rebellion of the workers and slaves also spread quickly, and I am afraid that after a while, a large army of Liao troops will arrive in the town. Press. The workers and slaves had words tattooed on their faces, and they could not disperse and flee. At this point, even those who had no intention of starting an incident had no way out. As soon as the Liao soldiers arrived, they would face the rabble of workers and slaves, and they would immediately be one-sided and slaughtered.

"Senior brother, what should I do?" Huo An asked as he peeled off the iron armor of the Khitan soldiers and put it on himself. Dozens of people gathered next to them, all of whom were the backbone brothers of the uprising. Everyone had already discussed it, and after the incident, they attacked Dashun Gate and opened the city gate for the Han army. It's just that when the matter comes, I can't help but be a little panicked, and I still want the Lord to have an idea.

"The armored ones rushed to the front, attacked the Dashun Gate, and welcomed Zhao Dang's family into the city!" Li San'er said in a deep voice, he frowned, "Put a few more fires, light wolf smoke and report outside!" ”

"Good!" All the people agreed in unison, and they were immediately dispatched. Fires were set everywhere, and the sheds in the entire workshop area in the west of the city were set on fire. A fire was made of cow, horse, human dung and straw, and a black smoke rose into the sky. More than 5,000 slaves were organized into more than 30 teams. Most of them wore only strips of cloth on their bodies, and a few wore clothes stripped from the bodies of the dead. Some of them had blades in their hands, some of them were blacksmiths, and some of them had hearts, and they dismantled the benches and tables in the workshop and struck them with tools a few times, barely enough to be used as shields.

These thousands of slaves, with the word "slave" tattooed on their faces, had nowhere to escape in Liaoyang City, so they rushed towards Dashun Gate without hesitation. Huo An glanced back at Li Yi lying on the edge of the anvil, and before he could break the iron shackles, he was cut off by the Khitan man with a knife, and he fell in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open. There were still many brothers lying on the ground, and there was no time to bury them.

"Brothers, bless, if you can survive by luck, you will definitely be buried in a feng shui treasure." Huo An gritted his teeth and said, stepping out of the workshop. The sun outside was dazzling, and the city was full of alarming mustaches, and just a hundred paces away, the Liao soldiers at the head of the city had already drawn their bows and arrows at this group of almost naked slaves.

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In the airtight tent, the air was almost scorching, and Zhao Xingde looked at the city without blinking. "Captain, you also rest." The sergeant behind him kindly persuaded him, but Zhao Xingde did not answer, and shook his hand behind his back. Suddenly, he thought that his eyes were spent, and a burst of black smoke rose from the city wall, Zhao Xingde rubbed his eyes, and looked at it again, the black smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and it looked particularly eye-catching in the blue sky and white clouds.

"There's something going on in the city!" Zhao Xingde stood up and ran out of the camp tent, and ordered in a loud voice: "Open the cannon immediately!" Besiege! Tong Yunjie followed behind him and repeated loudly: "Fire!" Han Ningshuang also ran out of the camp tent a little behind, drew his sword, and ordered loudly: "Seize the city!" More Han soldiers rushed out of the tents, some carrying ladders on their shoulders, some pushing siege vehicles, and the golden soldiers in armor rushed up from behind with scimitars. Further behind, the cavalry of the brigade rushed out of the tent, and under the command of the centurion and the commander of the thousand, they gathered into a group of cavalry, and when the city gate was opened, they were to overtake the infantry in front and rush straight into the city.

Dozens of camp tents closest to the west city gate have been completely opened, the artillery has already been loaded with ammunition, the artillery commanders did not hesitate to ignite the lead, almost in a moment, the roar exploded, the smoke rose, the shells flew out with a whistling, two or three shots were hitting the west city tower, sawdust bricks and tiles flew wildly, and the Khitan soldiers on the city tower fled one after another. Without waiting for the officer's order, the Han gunners had already put the wet cannon brush into the gun chamber, quickly brushed it clean, then brushed it dry with a dry cannon brush, and then reloaded and fired. The sound of the cannon had just stopped for a moment, and then it began to fire again.

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"Brothers, kill!" Li San'er roared with all his strength, and he looked up at the Khitan soldiers gathered on the upper floor of the West City, and the swords, guns and armor shook dazzlingly. Li San'er took the lead and rushed towards the city gate. Behind the thick city gate is a thick beam, as long as the beam is removed and the city gate is opened, it is the end of these Liao dogs.

"Kill!" "Holy shit!" All the workers and slaves shouted in unison and rushed towards the Dashun Gate. Arrows rained down on the city tower, and hundreds of Khitan soldiers stopped in front of the city gate, and their spears and scimitars were facing the outside.

Li San'er took the lead in rushing forward, a wolf tooth arrow at the head of the city hit him in the chest, but he seemed to be unaware, and his speed did not decrease and rushed forward, more arrows hit his body, penetrating the thin leather armor, and streams of blood flowed out, and he still rushed forward. "Kill Liaogou!" Li San'er felt that his throat was slightly sweet, and his eyes fell to the ground with black eyes.

"Big brother!" Huo An, who followed closely behind him, roared sadly, rounded the hammer with both hands, and the Khitan soldiers in front of him stumbled with a sound of "dang-". This reckless man's strength was amazing, and he rushed over viciously, and the Khitan soldiers avoided it one after another. Huo An only strode into the enemy group, and smashed the panicked Khitan soldier's iron helmet with his head into the cavity with a hammer. At this time, the two Khitan soldiers next to him brandished a scimitar at the same time, slashing at his shoulder, Huo An was in pain, he struggled to level the hammer, waved a sweep, only to hear the sound of "clang", accompanied by two crisp sounds of "click", the neck helmets of the two Khitan soldiers were smashed out of a deep depression, and the neck was immediately broken. At this time, Huo An was already deep in the enemy formation, and a Khitan soldier behind him looked at Leng Zi and stuck a scimitar in his back, and then raised his leg and kicked him in the crook of the leg. Seeing this reckless man staggering to the ground, the Khitan soldier was about to step forward to make up for a knife, Zhou Wang rushed up, and almost even someone stabbed the Khitan soldier with a knife, and the two stumbled forward together.

Five thousand naked slaves, braving the feathers of arrows without flinching, and the Khitan army on guard at the gate of the city to do a ball, they have no armor, no martial arts, only a blood throwing, so desperate to rush to the Dashun Gate. The Khitan officer on duty at the head of the city panicked and shouted: "Release the arrows, release the arrows!" ”

The Khitan soldiers bent their bows and arrows in a panic, and the dense crowd at this distance no longer needed to aim, and the clumps of arrows shot down regardless of the enemy and me. Outside the thick Dashun Gate, there was a dense cannon sound, and the sawdust and stones at the head of the city flew wildly. At the end of the street in the distance, the sound of horses' hooves rang out.

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Outside the Dashun Gate, more than 3,000 Han troops rushed to the city gate with siege vehicles, and the Jin cavalry behind them had also started, and these cavalry rushed straight to the head of the city to stop the war horses outside the arrow range of the defenders, gathered there, and waited for the city gate to be opened. Further behind, tens of thousands of signatories were driven by the cavalry around them, some carrying ladders, some pushing large and small stone throwers, and many more wearing thin clothes and holding simple knives and guns close to the city wall. In the middle of the signing army, the golden soldiers with helmets and armor marched forward in a group. In order to conquer Liaoyang, he made a bloody investment, and let Tiefutu, the most elite of the Jin soldiers, also dismount to participate in the siege. Tiefutu is the most elite warrior in each Meng'an, wearing a layer of iron armor when he goes into battle, covered with a layer of leather armor, if there is a thick leather jacket in winter, ordinary arrows can't shoot, and knives can't cut through. The selected soldiers are all tall and strong, with amazing strength, and they are very powerful in cavalry and foot combat.

The front team of Han soldiers had rushed to the city wall, and the shouts of the men in the city could be heard clearly, but the city gate had not yet opened. The arrows of the Khitan army at the head of the city rained down, and the stones fell one after another, and almost in a moment, a piece of Han army fell, and the cloud ladder that had just been erected was pushed down by the Khitan army. The Han army behind saw the heavy casualties in front, and their footsteps couldn't help but slow down.

Han Ningshuang's brows were deeply locked, it is likely to be imagined that the pressure of attacking the city outside is one point lighter, and the pressure on the Han'er inside the city is one point heavier. At this critical moment, a little hesitation and missed the opportunity will be irreparable. Not only did thousands of workers and slaves die in vain, but if the city is broken again in the future, I am afraid that it will cost ten times the price.

"Rush forward!" Han Ningshuang stood up, grabbed a big flag, and shouted at the sergeants and garrisons behind him. "Follow me!" Gao Bolong shouted: "Follow the marshal!" He also personally raised the military flag of his headquarters and rushed forward. Han Ningshuang was wearing white armor and was very conspicuous among the guards. The soldiers behind could see it clearly, the crowd was fierce, and their blood was surging, and they all followed behind and rushed towards the western city wall. Wang Ji and other guards were afraid that the boss would lose, so they raised their shields and ran, overtaking Han Ningshuang and blocking in front of her, Wang Ji said loudly: "The marshal can't afford to lose, watch the battle here, and let me die equally!" He snatched the flag from Han Ningshuang's hand, rushed all the way to the bottom of the city wall, turned around again, and waved it vigorously towards the soldiers.