Chapter Forty-Nine: A Famous King III

It seems to be because of a sudden change on the mountain.

So much so that Duoduo was a little out of breath. This time, he didn't hesitate to smash the Eight Banners Elite One Gu Brain into it.

Just after the first wave of Han army onslaught.

hit Yang Chengzu by surprise. Especially after the cavalry charge, the infantry and heavy armor assault.

made Yang Chengzu a little unbearable.

Fortunately, Xia Jun is also in the early ascendancy. From top to bottom, the vitality of the people is still there.

It's really urgent, but it bursts out bloody.

Almost step by step, the bloody battle pressed Yang Chengzu's department over, and even where Yang Chengzu's handsome flag was located, it had been pressed into a protrusion. caused the danger that Yang Chengzu had just now.

Yang Chengzu gritted his teeth and said, "Order the cannon to be fired on the city wall." ”

The surrounding guards were stunned. Some couldn't believe it.

Yang Chengzu shouted: "Why didn't you hear it? ”

"Yes." Immediately send the order to the head of the city.

And at this moment, Yang Chengzu is not feeling good in his heart, the range and accuracy of artillery have always been a problem. This is also the reason why the two sides have not been bombarded with large-scale artillery since several days of fighting, thinking that you are afraid of hitting your own people.

Unless just when the formation was formed, a few shots were fired, and the momentum was just strong.

Moreover, the Qing army also attached great importance to the artillery at the head of the city, and generally lined up outside the range of the artillery, slowly advancing, and after entering the range of the artillery, it became entangled with the Xia army.

And at this moment, Yang Chengzu's order is almost close to the bombardment of the enemy and me.

Of course, this can deal a blow to the Qing army, but it will still deal a big blow to the morale of one's own side.

Yang Chengzu did not think about retreating the brigade for a distance, and then bombarded the rear of the Qing army with artillery. There may be fewer such accidental injuries. But retreat is not easy to operate, let alone retreat, let alone retreat, let alone retreat in this kind of disadvantage.

Yang Chengzu saw it clearly.

Now the Xia army is not too strong to hold on, if you order a retreat, I am afraid that even the current position will not be able to be maintained.

So, that's all there is to it.

Yang Chengzu silently estimated the time, his heart became more and more bitter, and he said secretly: "I don't know if I can support it until dark." He only hesitated for a moment, and then immediately ordered all the reserves in the city to be summoned. This one, he pressed it all.

Yang Chengzu is not pressuring anything else, but Zhang Xuan can take Da Xian Mountain in one day today.

If Zhang Xuan knew what Yang Chengzu was thinking, he could tell him with certainty that his estimate at the moment was a little pessimistic.

At this moment, although he encountered strong resistance, he was still under the rolling torrent, and Kong Youde had no way to support it.

The gunpowder explosion caused many casualties, but the ensuing chaos became a sequelae that Kong Youde could not deal with.

Kong Youde personally went into battle, took over several artillery pieces with his own soldiers, and directly bombarded them with scattered bullets.

Because on the northern slope of Da Hyeon Mountain, as far as the eye can see, there is a sea of people, and there is no need to worry about not hitting at all. Almost as soon as the shot fell, the scattered bullets were smashed down by hailstones. Smash over a dozen people at once. Some people were directly torn apart, which goes without saying.

And more soldiers, covering their faces, moaned loudly and screamed.

Apparently there was iron sand in his face, and blood peeking out from between his fingers. The big ones can't be stopped.

This kind of thing is very demoralizing. However, Zhang Xuan's handsome banner was pressed forward, and the generals of all departments naturally did not dare to stay in their positions, so they stepped forward to command, and almost all the sentinels rushed to the front line, so that the commanders were in front of the situation.

Even though one of them was killed, they were quickly organized and charged again.

The greatest impact of the chaos in Kong Youde's department appeared.

Although this time the explosion caused a lot of gunpowder on the artillery position to be detonated, it really said that the artillery did not destroy much. It was only the gunners who died, there were not enough gunners, and there was a serious gap between the gunners of the large and small artillery arranged by Kong Youde.

The first round of launches was okay. But the interval between the second and first launches was a little too long.

It was enough for Xia Jun to rush up the mountain.

Seeing this, Kong Youde shouted loudly and rushed down from the mountain with more than a thousand personal soldiers.

Kong Youde's personal soldiers can be traced back to the Dongjiang Army.

No matter what Mao Wenlong has with this or that, he can fight in his own right, otherwise he would not be regarded as a great enemy by Nurhachi. Among the Dongjiang soldiers, there are still some elites, at least the three miners in Liaodong were all born as Mao Wenlong's righteous sons.

Although Kong Youde is old, he is by no means a person who does not dare to work hard. At least in the current situation, Kong Youde understands very well that if you don't work hard, you will die, and there is still a glimmer of life if you work hard.

Kong Youde rushed down from the top of the mountain, caught Xia Jun off guard for a while, and immediately pushed the two sides down several steps. He even killed a sentry officer, causing a defeat to the first one. But that's all there is to it.

Zhang Xuan spent so much energy and so much cost. Even his own life, he didn't care, he was ready to die in Xiangyang, how could he relax at the last juncture, Zhang Xuan saw this, didn't say a word, sent Lou Lei to hold his long sword, and retreated to the sentry post, and the captain and above officers were executed on the spot, and Lou Lei was ordered to act as the sentry officer and continue to attack. He also ordered the whole army to advance without retreating, and those who took a step back were killed. Those who fall behind the handsome banner will be beheaded. Those who hesitate to enter will be killed.

Zhang Xuan and his general flag moved south little by little, there was already a slope under his feet, and what he stepped on under his feet could be said to be at the foot of Da Xian Mountain.

From this small hillside, at least tens of thousands of soldiers were crowded. rushed upwards one by one, lest they fall behind the handsome flag.

The further up the hill you go, the denser the crowd becomes.

It's so dense that it's almost impossible to swing a knife, and you can touch a person with a raised hand.

In such a situation, no martial arts, no martial arts, no work, people seem to have become beasts, long knives are sharp teeth, frantically biting each other, and people who fall to the ground are immediately stepped on by countless feet, and in a few breaths, turn into a mass of flesh.

Zhang Xuan was at the bottom of the mountain, and he couldn't see the fight on the mountain.

You can feel it, just countless loud screams. Then a cannon rang out. Immediately, a large number of soldiers fell to the ground, and then a large number of soldiers rushed forward with the corpses.

Zhang Xuan's face was expressionless, but his heart was dripping blood.

A few days ago, Zhang Xuan had reservations when he attacked, that is, he knew that the casualties were too great, although he did not start as a pawn, but he was not unaware of the pressure of the people below. The reason why Zhang Xuan was able to do what he is today is that he has a good learning ability and uses some military concepts from later generations.

But more importantly, he had a deep sympathy for the lower class soldiers.

How other people don't know, but Zhang Xuan's corporal has never deducted the slightest bit, no matter how difficult it is, Zhang Xuan himself can share the joys and hardships with the soldiers.

No one is stupid, if you can't do heart-to-heart. It is impossible to expect the people below to work for you unconditionally. Zhang Xuan's handsome banner forward, any soldier has no hesitation, knowing that it is death, he must rush forward, although there is a strict military law in Great Xia. But there is also reverence for Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan has been cultivating lower-level officers with all his heart, not in a day or two. Starting from Runing, he gave lectures to his own guards on everything, and now these people are assigned to various departments because of various transfers, deployments, and deployments. are Zhang Xuan's most loyal supporters.

And at this moment, a large part of the people who rushed to the front and fought desperately were these officers.

If Zhang Xuan hadn't cultivated these soldiers with his heart, they wouldn't have worked hard for Zhang Xuan, but Zhang Xuan could still remember their simple faces at the moment and remember how they clumsily learned the art of war. But these people were driven out by themselves to die one by one.

Zhang Xuan only felt as if he was an executioner.

He knew that every time he took a step forward, the pressure on the soldiers in front of him increased exponentially, and the casualties climbed rapidly.

But he had to go on firmly, on the corpses, on the blood. has made his face expressionless, because he does not dare to have expression, because the whole army is looking at him, and he does not dare to have a trace of weakness. Moreover, with such a strong offensive and such a brutal fight, Zhang Xuan was very afraid that if he let go, they would not be able to hold on.

The art of war is so contradictory and cruel. You can't love a soldier like a son. It's hard to win the hearts of the military, but the purpose of loving soldiers like sons is to send them to death.

The art of war is just a summary of killing the enemy and killing one's own people.