Chapter 259: Crazy Eight Flags (Ask for subscriptions, recommendations, collections)

In the Houjin army formation, the newly separated group of Houjin Tartars, who moved very slowly, quickly attracted the attention of the Ming army at the head of Ningyuan City.

The most striking thing about this group of Houjin Tartars is the number of rushing cars that move very slowly.

It was these rushing cars that seriously slowed down the team's marching speed.

From the special shape of the rushing car and the direction of the team, the Ming army could see at a glance what the goal of this team of golden tartars was.

This team of Houjin Tartars was obviously going to storm Ning Yuan's city gate.

Seeing this team, Man Gui reluctantly drew several heavy artillery pieces from the artillery of the golden archers after the attack and began to attack the rushing car.

When faced with such a single target, the shortcomings of the low hit rate of the Ming artillery were completely exposed.

The vigorous artillery killed many of the rear kinnikans of the cart, but no shells directly hit the hateful rushing carts.

Seeing that the abominable rush was getting closer and closer to the city gate, Man Gui had to send more artillery to besiege this group of Houjin convoys.

Taking advantage of the fact that the charging car attracted the firepower of the Ming army, the Houjin archers used the most frantic posture to destroy the armor at the head of Ningyuan City.

When Houjin's strong archers fired heavy arrows frantically at the expense of their physical strength, and shot directly at the armor in a direct manner; The armor of Ningyuan City, which was full of sawdust, finally couldn't stand it.

With the sound of squeaky breaking, the armor, which was already somewhat uneven, began to break in a large area. This even caused many of the horse's faces to peek out of the city, and with it, dangerous tilts.

The head of Ningyuan City was finally exposed in front of the Houjin Eight Banners.

It was also at this time, with the concentrated attack of the Ming artillery, the rushing car that Houjin insisted on until the end was finally hit by a cannonball from a red-coated cannon, and it completely and completely scattered.

The danger of the car is eliminated after the gold rush.

In the face of heavy artillery, it is difficult for the slow-moving siege equipment of the rushing car to play its role anymore.

Up and down the city, the two sides breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, it's time for the two sides to really face off.

Seeing that the armor at the head of Ningyuan City was completely broken, the horn of the Houjin general attack was completely sounded.

Nurhachi was the first to replace a group of well-equipped archers who had been prepared long ago, and took the lead in striking the first wave at the city.

Long arrows rained down, carrying the great hope of Nurhachi and Houjin Eight Banners, and shot quickly towards Ning Yuanming's army.

Seeing that the armor was completely broken, Man Gui knew that Ning Yuan's biggest test was coming.

Whether it can survive in the rain of arrows from the Houjin Tartar will determine Ning Yuan's ultimate fate.

"Shield, step forward."

Accompanied by the roar of the Ming officers, the Ming army raised a large number of shields above their heads.

From this moment on, the shieldmen of the Ming army will rely on their own flesh to prop up a rudimentary defensive front for their comrades.

The breakage and fall off of Ning Yuan's armor was like a strong shot in the arm for the Houjin Eight Banners.

Under the clarion call of Nurhachi's general attack, Houjin Baqi entered the craziest offensive rhythm.

Ning Yuan's offense and defense also entered the craziest period.

In the rain of arrows, Houjin's horn whined wildly.

The soldiers of the Houjin Eight Banners began to rush desperately towards the city like madmen.

There are not enough ladders, and that's okay.

Houjin actually began to use the simplest hook lock to climb the city.

Under the limited cover of the shield cart, the Houjin archers kept pouring arrows into the city.

The Houjin heavy armor dead soldiers also climbed desperately from the ladder to the city with a fearless attitude.

Later, the golden-skinned light infantry was even more crazy with the help of climbing ropes, desperately crawling towards the city with ropes.

For a while, the city wall of Ningyuan was pressed by black, groups of people, strings of people who were climbing the city.

The crazy Houjin Eight Banners firmly believed that under the command of Lao Khan, as long as Lao Khan sounded the horn of the general attack, the enemy would always be the first to retreat in the face of their attack.

They just need to hold on a little more!

Driven by the crazy aura of the Eight Banners, the Nikans were also shooting frantically at their compatriots at the head of the city.

Nikan, who was in charge of digging the city, spared no effort to wield axes and mud picks frantically, breaking and digging out the hard city bricks bit by bit. And further began to excavate Ningyuan's rammed and sturdy city wall.

In the face of Houjin's crazy attack, the Ming army at the head of the city was a little panicked.

The Ming army at the head of the city didn't expect that Houjin Tartar would suddenly become so crazy and violent.

When a large amount of arrows rain in from the ruptured armor, the nailed Ming army shield should be sounded;

When a large number of arrows are attached to the impact force, the rushing shield suddenly trembles;

The shield bearers of the Ming army, who held the shield for defense, even had to put their whole body on the shield and use the strength of their whole body to stabilize the shield.

But in the face of Hou Jin's strong bow and heavy arrows, the shield bearers of the Ming army still couldn't stop some people, and they were only injured by the arrows that pierced the shields, and even their shields couldn't withstand this violent blow, and they broke directly.

The Ming army under the cover of the shield at the head of the city was also constantly injured by the feather arrows shot into the gaps in the shield.

In just a few breaths, the casualties of the Ming army in the city have far exceeded that of yesterday's whole day.

Such a powerful rain of arrows, this is the housekeeping skill that Houjin relies on to win.

The sudden increase in casualties made the Ming army at the head of the city obviously look a little flustered.

"Beat the drums!"

Seeing the expected panic of the Ming army, Man Gui, who had already prepared, roared loudly.

This is the real catastrophe of Ning Yuanming's army.

However, this catastrophe, without the baptism of blood, how could Ning Yuanming's army become a real army.

When the rumbling drums sounded, the Ming army at the head of the city was in high spirits.

If there is a drum sound, it proves that the chief has not run;

The sound of drums proves that colleagues are still working hard;

There is the sound of drums, which proves that Ningyuan City has not been captured;

The sky hasn't fallen yet!

Accompanied by the sound of drums, the Ming army's warlords also quickly joined the battlefield.

The soldiers who fled in panic were quickly killed by the overseers, and their heads were also provoked to show to the public.

With a two-pronged approach, the panic of the Ming army quickly subsided under Man Gui's iron fist.

The Ming army, which had regained its composure, was surprised to find that in addition to the rain of arrows, the Houjin Tartars had not yet attacked the city!

Everyone is afraid of a ball!

The Ming army, which had regained its composure, began to operate in the same orderly manner as yesterday.

Except for a few more casualties in the rain of arrows, the Ming army was still as orderly as yesterday.

Seeing that the Ming army had restored order, Man Gui breathed a sigh of relief.

No problem, as long as the Ming army is not chaotic, Houjin will not be able to break through Ningyuan with this means alone.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Regardless of any crazy attack from Houjin Eight Banners, Ning Yuan still stood still.

Later, Jin Baqi slowly woke up from his madness.

No matter how crazy they were, they still couldn't attack Ningyuan's city.

The ladders were erected one by one, and then pushed down one by one, and even some of the ladders had been directly broken by the huge force.

The climbing ropes were thrown up the city one by one, and they were cut off one by one. Even at the very front of the rope, Houjin already uses iron chains.

Hou Jin's archers had also shot more than 30 feathered arrows each, and their arms were too weak to open their bows again.

It was expected that the collapse of the opponent was still delayed.

The superstition of the Later Golden Eight Banners about Nurhachi's invincibility has been quietly shattered in the face of huge casualties.

Looking at Ningyuan City, which was as high as a mountain, the morale of the Eight Banners soldiers slowly fell.

What to do?

Keenly feeling the decline of the Eight Banners, Nurhachi felt a little sad in his heart.

How can it be?

How is this possible?

He has been crisscrossing Liaodong for decades, winning a hundred battles, and conquering all the invincible Eight Banners powerhouse, how could he not even take down the little Ning Yuan!

Nurhachi believed that as long as he increased his strength and rushed to the head of Ningyuan City, the Ming army would definitely collapse.

Repeatedly ruthless in his heart, Nurhachi felt that the Eight Banners soldiers under the city were not trying their best enough, and the pressure on Ningyuan City was not strong enough.

"Blow the trumpet, give orders, and press the whole army." Nurhachi gritted his teeth and said.