The dawn of victory is only the dawn, there is still a long way to go from victory, the rolling wood is gone, there are still boulders, fierce fire oil, gold juice.

Beat one level, and there are many more levels.

"The enemy is about to come up, and the stone will hit them, and burn them with fierce oil, and burn them with gold juice, quick!" Liu Shoubei was in a hurry, and even his tone changed.

"Yes, sir." The Ming army defending on the city wall was ordered, and immediately regardless of the risk of being hit by the feather arrows fired by Jiang Riguang's men, they first carried the stone, probed slightly downward, and threw the stone at the enemy's head as long as they saw the enemy.

A dozen pounds of boulders are accelerated by gravity, what a force is that.

The people of the Ming Kingdom and the Han slaves who were climbing did not even wear a helmet, and when they encountered the smashing of stones, their heads were naturally cracked, gray and white, and their brains were scattered all over the ground.

The Ming people and Han slaves who were stoned to death by the defenders of the city fell straight to the ground like kites with broken strings, and there was no sound at all.

The dead are freed, and the still alive continue to fight.

"Quick, shoot them, shoot them, stop the defenders from throwing stones." Jiang Riguang saw that the cannons of the Ming army had stopped sounding, all the rolling logs had fallen, and the defenders who threw stones were blocking in front of his men, so he urged his subordinates to release arrows to stop the enemy from throwing stones.

But he was somewhat surprised to find that his orders could not be effectively carried out, because their two thousand Han slaves, since the beginning of the war, have been suppressing the defenders of the city with bows and arrows, and each of them has shot at least ten arrows.

Even if these Han slaves often used bows and arrows, and their endurance and archery skills were better than ordinary Ming troops, they could not withstand such concentrated archery in a short period of time.

"Brother Jiang, it's not that you don't listen to you, you really don't have half the strength, and you can't even pull the bowstring." A Han slave said embarrassedly with a look of shame on his face.

The rest of the Han slaves also looked powerless.

When Jiang Riguang saw this situation, he couldn't help but look back at his own formation, Tashhai was still motionless, the expression on his face did not change, as if he didn't care about the situation on the battlefield.

"What are they doing, our army has rushed to the city wall, the archers of the defenders have been suppressed by our army, the artillery has not spoken for a long time, the vanguard of our army is about to climb the city wall, at this time you rush over to take a hand, rush, this Pingliang City may be able to take down, why, why are you motionless?"

Jiang Riguang didn't know that Lin Dan Khan was worried that these Han slaves would take advantage of the decline in the strength of the Chahar Department to stir up trouble, so he planned to use this battle to weaken their strength, so his heart was naturally full of doubts.

Tashhai saw Jiang Riguang's bewildered gaze, and seemed to guess what the other party was thinking, he sighed slightly, looked around and said: "Speaking of which, this Jiang Riguang has been with me for ten years, this person can be regarded as a talent, today's battle is very good, if our Chahar Department is still strong and strong, it may not be impossible to reward him with a Han Etuoke Gangan, but now is the very time, today's battle depends on their creation, before it is dark to stop attacking, they can survive a lot."

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Less is as much as it gets. ”

Tashhai sighed in his heart, and then rode his horse and whipped, and led a few of his men to a distance of seventy steps from the city wall, and ordered loudly to Jiang Riguang: "You guys are standing here, right now our army is ascending the city, just need to work harder, you can't say that you can attack the city, why don't you quickly bring people to support Xie Jinpeng." ”

Jiang Riguang saw that Tashhai personally came to give the order, so he immediately bowed down and agreed: "Yes, the chief manager." ”

After he finished replying to Tashhai, he then looked around and ordered loudly: "The chief manager has an order, so that we will go straight to the city of Pingliang and go to attack the city, brothers, follow Echong, let's see you at the head of Pingliang City." ”

"Okay, let's see you at Pingliang City." A group of Han slaves received the order, so they rushed towards Pingliang City with Jiang Riguang.

More than 2,000 people swept towards Pingliang City like a tide.

"The enemy has increased its troops, quick, throw the fire oil and burn them." Liu Beibei found that the enemy troops who had been firing arrows on the side were rushing towards the city wall, so he guessed that these people must be the elite soldiers of the enemy army, and he considered that the enemy troops were gathered under the city wall at this time, and the population density was very large, which was just suitable for fire attack, so he gave this order.

"Yes, sir." When the dozens of defenders received the order, they lifted the wooden cabinet containing the fire oil to the edge of the women's wall, first looked at the position of the enemy troops under the city, and then poured down the black and viscous fire oil.

This fierce fire oil floated down and stuck to the bodies of some Ming people and Han slaves.

The Han slaves were well-informed, and as soon as they found out that they had stuck to this thing, they knew that something was wrong, so they hurriedly shouted frantically: "Oh no, the Ming army has used fierce fire oil", and at the same time hurriedly ran back regardless of it, intending to avoid this round of fire attack by the Ming army.

Ordinary people in the Ming Kingdom generally didn't know the power of the fierce fire oil, but when they saw that the Han slaves had run away, of course they knew that what was stuck to their bodies was not simple, so they hurriedly prepared to run back.

The defenders of the city did not allow them to run away, they lit the quilt with gunpowder and threw it down the city, this cotton is already flammable, and with the help of gunpowder, it is naturally extremely hot, comparable to the incendiary bombs of later generations.

With such fierce fires, even if the current fierce fire oil is only raw oil, and it is not very flammable, it can be ignited by such raging fires.

The fierce fire oil can flow everywhere, and the killing range is naturally much stronger than that of the 10,000 enemies, only to see that the fierce fire oil has been ignited everywhere it goes, and the entire west of Pingliang City is under the city wall in a sea of fire.

This place was originally crowded with hedgehogs and extremely densely populated, but the defenders of the city threw down a fierce fire oil, which immediately set thousands of people on fire and burned them into large fireballs.

In the face of the fire, people are equal, whether it is the Han slaves, or the people of the Ming Kingdom, they are thrown into the sea of fire, can not get out, thousands of people are burning, the entire west of Pingliang City near the city wall near the thick smoke billowing, straight to the sky.

"Ahh

"Ahh

Those who were ignited by the fire fled in all directions, screaming and crying in pain.

"I don't think that the Ming army still has such a sharp weapon, if we don't see the opportunity quickly, I'm afraid we will also be buried in the fire.

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It's just that poor Brother Jinpeng, we won't see him again. A Han slave looked at the fire and billowing smoke under the city, and hissed at Jiang Riguang with some sadness.

When the Han slaves around him heard this, they all looked at Jiang Riguang with a look of hope, they were really afraid of the firearms of the Ming army, this kind of tactics has nothing to do with combat effectiveness, it is purely a one-sided massacre. Kill, they couldn't imagine themselves being burned all over by flames.

In fact, these Han slaves have already fallen into the guts, because this fire has swallowed up nearly 4,000 people in an instant, and only their 1,500 fast Han slaves can still stand here.

The reason why they haven't run back yet is because Tashhai has not sounded the horn of retreating, so they can only stay here, attacking but not attacking, retreating and retreating, and are in a dilemma.

Fortunately, the fierce fire oil was burning at the moment, bringing billowing smoke, obscuring the solid line of the defenders, so that they would not be attacked by the defenders for the time being, so they stopped forty steps away from the city wall, and asked Jiang Riguang what to do later?

Jiang Riguang stared at the raging fire expressionlessly for a long time, and then counted around for a while, before frowning and saying in a deep voice: "The fire in front of us is burning like this, I'm afraid that in a short time, we won't be able to attack the city again." ”

"Brother Jiang, this fire is burning like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to attack the city in a short time, you see if the masters will let us go back first, and then fight when this fire is extinguished." A Han Chinese asked Jiang Riguang during the slave period.

"It seems that most of the time it is going to be like this, the Ming army is burning this fire, all the ladders are gone, if you want to attack the city again, you must always make the ladders, at least until the ladders are finished, we don't have to fight." Jiang Riguang replied.

"That's good, that's good, then I'll ask the chief manager to see if we can go back." When a Han slave was about to reflexively ask for instructions, he was not aware of the sound of horns behind him.

This is a signal to retreat.

"Brother Jiang, did you hear that? It was an order to retreat, and we survived today. The Han slave who was about to go to Tashhai to ask for his order to retreat from the army heard this voice as excited as if he had heard the sound of heaven.

"I heard that, I can escape with my life today, but I don't know if it will be like this tomorrow, let's go back." After Jiang Riguang said this, he took a group of surviving Han slaves and left reflexively.

"Boss, it's not dark yet, will you let them come back now?" The cronies around Tashhai looked at Jiang Riguang and other Han slaves who were returning to their camp, and asked their own generals.

"Half of the 3,000 Han slaves have been lost, and the Great Khan's goal has been achieved, and these more than 1,000 people should be kept and used, otherwise in the future, who will do the sheep, herding horses, and all kinds of errands, will you do it, let them come back." Let's prepare, prepare to pull out the camp at night, go to the north, and destroy the reinforcements of Hong Chengchou's department. Tashhai said a word to his cronies lightly, and then rode his horse and whipped straight towards his own camp.

Jiang Riguang took a group of compatriots who survived by luck, without saying a word, sullenly followed behind Tashhai and others, and returned to his own camp.

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