Under the cover of a rain of arrows, the Mongols quickly attacked the city, and no less than 100 people climbed towards the city along the cloud ladder erected. This time, their speed was much faster than yesterday's climbing the city with ropes, and in a blink of an eye, they were already on board.

The situation of the defenders in the city was even worse than yesterday, and the two cities in the east and west were divided into nearly two hundred people, although some of them were civilians, but still greatly weakened the strength of the defenders. And this is not the most headache, what makes Lu Zhen a little helpless is the performance of those people who spontaneously went to the city to guard in the face of the Mongolian people.

They had never come into contact with these fierce and vicious Mongols head-on, and when they saw a large number of masked men with hideous faces and howling and rushing towards them, many of them were so frightened that their hands and feet stiffened, and they all stood on the spot, completely unaware of what to do.

Although the sergeants on one side kept reminding them, their movements were still extremely slow. Naturally, they can't do such a difficult thing as archery, but even throwing stones and trees down is not an easy thing for these people.

Although they had the strength to do it, they didn't have the strategy to smash it, they just smashed these defending weapons to the bottom in a daze, and they didn't even carefully distinguish the enemy's position. As a result, a large amount of wood and stones fell down, but they did not even touch the body of the Mengren. On the contrary, some people were shot and killed by the Mongols because they were so focused on throwing things down that they completely ignored the arrows that came from the front.

As a result, people's hearts were even more panicked, and some people even began to cry and run to the side. Fortunately, Lu Zhen listened to the suggestion and set up a battle supervision team on the side, and as soon as they saw someone fleeing, they killed them on the spot without saying a word, which stopped the military spirit that might collapse.

It's not because Lu Jin's heart is hard-hearted, it's really because there is no mercy on the battlefield, otherwise the result will only make more people lose their lives. Since these people took the initiative to go to the city, they could only be treated as if they were soldiers and made mistakes.

Lu Zhen shouted loudly and taught: "Everyone calm down, don't smash it casually, you must take a closer look before smashing it." Shieldman, step forward and block ......" His already hoarse throat looked even more unpleasant in this chaotic situation, and his face, which was still handsome, was now distorted.

But fortunately, Lu Jin's prestige is still undiminished, and even because of last night's battle, his status in the hearts of the sergeants and the people is higher, and after a few contacts, the people finally have some appearance, so when the enemy is about to climb the city, he temporarily beat them back with arrows, wood and stones.

However, the damage on the head of the city is not small, especially those people, and no less than 100 people have died here in just such an attack and defense. In comparison, the casualties of the soldiers were much smaller, with less than ten dead and less than twenty wounded.

Because there was no nail in front of the ladder, the ladder was pushed down by the defenders several times, so that the city was kept and the Mongolian people paid a lot of price. However, they had sufficient troops, and the follow-up troops were still pressing towards the northern city, as if they were going to use this force to completely break down a city wall.

Looking at the waves of Mongolian people coming one after another, Lu Zhen really hoped that there would be a few artillery pieces at this time. This kind of dense charging formation, as long as there are artillery and machine guns, can plow them cleanly with a few random shots.

It's a pity that at this time, there is no machine gun as a big killing weapon, even muskets and artillery, and only the defenders of Datong City have it, and Guangling, a small county town, does not have this kind of heavy weapon to defend the city at all.

Although he couldn't come up with these two things, Lu Zhen still had his own ideas: "What about the oil oil?" Why haven't the oil and other items in the city been delivered yet? ”

Lin Lie beside him was protecting his safety, and while turning his head to look into the city, he saw a group of people and horses hurrying towards this side, and among them, there were several large urns: "My lord, something is here!" ”

Lu Jin's spirit was lifted when he heard this: "Quick, let them hurry up and make a fire and boil the fire oil and other oils for me!" ”

It was obviously difficult for the people to stop and smash the enemy outside the city. But it's much easier to start a fire or something. In a few moments, several fires were already set up at the head of the city, and the urns were carried up.

These containers did contain the oil and other things that Lu Zhen wanted, some of which were lamp oil or vegetable oil for cooking from people's homes, and some of them were scavenged from the warehouse, and I don't know what year it was kept.

At this time, they didn't care whether these things were useful or not, and many people began to pour all kinds of oil into several large vats and put them on the fire to boil. A moment later, puffs of green smoke rose from the city, and even a little scent.

The Mongolian people under the city also saw the above scene, Yutai's expression changed, and he immediately ordered loudly: "Step up the siege!" The Han people are going to run out of oil, and they must storm the city before they boil the oil and water! ”

The Mongols roared again, and ascended with a more ferocious posture than before, and quickly ascended the ladder, and in an instant, someone had already stepped on the masonry of the city.

Although the first Mongolian man to rush to the head of the city was quickly assassinated by the Ming army with a shot and fell down again. But the effect was great, and he encouraged his companions behind him, and all of them let out even louder cries, and struck at the city like predatory beasts.

Soon, more than a dozen fierce-looking Mongol warriors had come up at the head of the city, and they brandished their scimitars in their hands, and they wanted to kill the surrounding Ming troops to make room for their men and horses to settle down. The slow-moving, or stunned people were cut down to the ground. The screams rang out, accompanied by the roar of the enemy, which made more people feel fearful.

Seeing this, Lu Jin's heart tightened even more. There was a similar situation yesterday, but at that time, Liu Yi led people to defend desperately. And what about today? Under their own leadership, can these people still push the enemy back?

"Even if the chances are slim, you have to fight!" Lu Zhen gritted his teeth and cheered himself up in his heart. Immediately, he took out the steel knife he carried with him, pointed at the Mongolian people who kept popping their heads and shouted: "Listen to the officers and soldiers of Guangling, behind us are the people who have raised us for many years, our relatives and elders. Once the Tartars attack the city, not only will we die, but thousands of innocent people will also be slaughtered and ravaged! Since we eat the food of the court and the grain of the people, we ought to use this body to protect their safety. Kill! ”

"Kill!" There were only more than 100 soldiers left (another 100 people were transferred to the East and West Cities) soldiers who were inspired by Lu Jin, and they also shouted: "Daming will win!" Guangling will win! ”

With this shout, they rushed forward without fear, using all their strength, brandishing their swords and spears to pounce on the growing number of Mongols.

The two groups of men and horses once again launched a fierce battle to the death at the head of the city, swords and guns slashed at each other's bodies, but the Ming army did not retreat half of them. It was Lu Jin, who also launched an attack on those fierce Mongolian people under the protection of Lin Lie.

At this time, there is no longer any status and identity, all of them are warriors, protecting the people behind them, protecting this Guangling county, and also protecting this Ming land! Everyone had only one thought left, to cut down all these Tartars who had invaded the city!

Encouraged by the soldiers' fighting to the death, the people, who had been frightened to the point of weakness, finally mustered up their courage again. Some of them quickly moved, picking up whatever they could use to attack, screaming and rushing towards the Mongols, slashing their heads and faces and beckoning to them.

Who said that the people must be a rabble, and they must only be killed with their hands tied? When they have enough courage, when there is a group of people in front of them who constantly inspire them to fight, even the most useless cowards can burst out with powerful combat effectiveness.

Under the joint assault of the military and civilians, the Mongolian people who had just arrived at the head of the city were actually stifled, and many people were even screaming and being knocked out of the city. This time, the defenders once again had the upper hand in a head-on confrontation with the Mongols.

Seeing this, Yutai under the city was furious. He can see very clearly that less than half of the Ming army in the city is now, and more of them are just ordinary Ming people. Can even these families take on the best warriors of their own clan?

"Blow the trumpet and let them attack themselves!" Annoyed and angry, Yutai was on the verge of breaking out, and he didn't care about anything, he had only one thought, to take down this city wall!

He Wukui on the side couldn't help but open his mouth when he saw this, but in the end he didn't say anything, and when things came to this point, he didn't dare to touch his head. At the same time, he also secretly felt frightened in his heart, how could these Ming soldiers and people have so much perseverance? He'd never seen anything like it before.

This kind of strong fighting spirit that has been completely aroused is naturally not something that people like He Wukui can understand, integrity, courage, and responsibility...... The outbreak of all kinds of things made the army and the people united, and only then did they do things that no one had done before!

Lu Zhen was in it, and he only felt bursts of blood gushing, and he didn't even feel the slightest fatigue when he waved the knife in his hand, just thinking about killing the enemy and killing the enemy again! He didn't know how many enemies he had hit......

At this moment, a cheer came from the rear: "The oil is rolling!" ”

Lu Zhen still remembered his identity after all, he was not an ordinary soldier, but the commander of everyone in this city! Everyone can forget about themselves and fight bravely, but he can't. Because he still has to command the battle!

So when he heard this cheer, he immediately stepped back and shouted, "Everyone, stand back half a foot!" ”