The impact of the sudden battle of the fire knot was even worse than that of Liu Yi who was seriously injured just now, because his death was too strange, and everyone watched all this happen, thinking that he would not be able to be hit, but the result was ......

In an instant, there was a strange silence on the wall of Guangling North City, not only a group of Mongolian people were stunned on the spot, but even the Ming army stopped in surprise, looking at the fire knot that died against the wall with strange eyes, and some people looked at Lu Zhen carefully, how could this young official who was not strong have such ability? At this time, the head of the city seemed to have returned to the moment when Lu Zhen assassinated the fire junction just now, and everything stopped temporarily.

Lu Jin's heart was beating fast, and something was constantly churning in his chest and abdomen, as if he would vomit at any time. It was a bad feeling to kill, even if he had killed more than one person on the grassland, but this kind of active, face-to-face assassination was the first time. Huojie's eyes, which were still round and dead, were still staring at him until this time, making him feel a chill in his vest.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Lu Jin's heart: "Now is not the time to feel guilty and panic, the battle is far from over!" The sound made him wake up suddenly, and then with a throb of his hand, he pulled the knife out of the corpse of the fire knot, and then he pointed diagonally with the knife out of the city, and shouted:

"Soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, protect the people and kill the enemy! Kill the enemy and defend the country! Kill! This roar, Lu Zhen used all the strength of his body, and the sound was so loud that the Ming troops fighting on the east and west gates heard it, and let out a roar as if echoing.

And this sound also sounded like thunder in the ears of all the Ming soldiers at the head of Beicheng City, pulling them back directly from their stunnedness, everyone's expressions changed, and then the shouts also sounded: "Protect the people and kill the enemy, kill the enemy and defend the country!" ”

If it weren't for the result of Lu Jin's earth-shattering assassination just now, his shout might not have infected these Ming soldiers, because he was only a civilian official after all, and there was a natural separation between him and the soldiers. But now, the situation is completely different, and his roar has actually been echoed by everyone. In the case that Liu Yi did not know whether he was alive or dead, Lu Xianling had become the backbone of these people, and his words were the confidence to encourage them to continue fighting!

With this shout, the eyes of all the Ming soldiers had become blood-red, and they waved the weapons in their hands murderously, and pounced fiercely at the Mongolian people in front of them like vicious beasts, and the weapons in their hands were the sharp claws of the beasts.

The fighting resumed, but this time, the situation was completely reversed. The Mongolian people were shaken by the death of the fire knot, and under the strength of the other, they could not resist the fierce attack of the Ming army, and suddenly, the Mongolian people in the city were stabbed down one by one, and were pushed backwards by the Ming army that strode forward, and finally some people jumped off the city wall directly in panic.

Although there were still Mongols who continued to climb up the city, their movements had slowed down significantly. With the drastic decline in the number of Mongolians who had previously ascended to the top of the city, they had become extremely passive and dangerous outside the city.

Morale is an extremely strange thing, it can't be seen or touched, but it does exist, and it can easily change the direction of a battle. Just like the offensive and defensive battle at the head of Guangling City, with the sudden reversal of the army's morale, the result also changed.

The Mongolian people, who had already gained a firm foothold in the city, were killed helplessly because of the death of the fire knot, and were constantly squeezed, and finally completely lost the foothold they had worked so hard for, so that the follow-up people could not continue, and finally could only continue to die under the Ming saber.

When he saw this strange scene, Yutai could hardly believe his eyes. The anger in his heart was even more burning, obviously he had an absolute advantage, and the city was only broken overnight, but he was defeated and lost by the Ming army that was about to collapse, which was also an extremely serious blow to him.

But no matter how strong he is, he knows that today's battle is unsustainable. The morale of the army has fallen to the bottom, the casualties of the soldiers and horses are even greater, and the sky has darkened, continuing to forcibly order the siege of the city will only allow more people to be buried under the hands of the Ming army. Finally, reason suppressed his anger, he closed his eyes, and lowered his head and ordered: "Retreat!" ”

The desolate sound of the horn sounded again, and this time it was two short horns, and then a long, sigh-like trombone, unlike the long and powerful sound that had been heard before.

The Mengren, who was still rushing forward, suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief, because this was a signal to retreat. Without any hesitation, these people immediately turned around and retreated, and the Mengren hanging on the city wall also hurried down, for fear that they would stay here if they walked slowly.

Just as the tide rises and falls, the overwhelming impact of the Mongolian army finally retreated, leaving only a devastation and corpses under the city, as well as the few dozen remaining Mongolians who had no time to escape from the city.

The fate of these people is self-evident, the angry Ming army will not let them continue to live at all, rushing forward with a single sword and gun, and killing all the remaining Mongolian people.

At this time, the last rays of the sunset had faded, and the red of the sunset and the red dyed by the blood of the city seemed to have completely merged. Today's battle finally ended with a crushing victory for the Ming army.

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Looking at the Mongolian people who retreated in a hurry, Lu Zhen only felt a shortness of breath, his feet were even weaker, and he was also shaking.

After this battle, not only did the situation rise and fall suddenly, but he also killed an enemy commander with his own hands, which made his whole person feel a burst of prostration after excitement. Under the sudden loss of pressure, people are a little unstable.

At this time, a pair of hands held him in time: "My lord, please be careful!" It was Lin Lie who saw that he was wrong and immediately made a move.

At the same time, all the soldiers of the Ming army also set their eyes on him, blazing and reverent...... Their eyes flashed with a palpitating light, and looking at Lu Zhen was like looking at a god or a savior.

At some point, someone suddenly knelt down on one knee: "I've seen Lu Xianling!" ”

Then everyone in the city bowed to Lu Jinxing in this way: "Meet Lu County's order." My lord, we have finally won! ”

This sentence made Lu Zhen feel that the weight on his shoulders was heavy, and he could see that these people had regarded themselves as the backbone. It's just because of this battle that he, a weak scholar, has become the backbone they can rely on!

But he obviously didn't have the heart to feel this strange feeling, but quickly turned his head to look at Liu Yi on the other side: "Quick, go and see how Liu Jiang's injuries are!" ”

Everyone woke up and hurriedly stepped forward, only to find that Liu Yi had completely lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss. The only good thing is that at least he still has a breath of air, and he is not completely dead.

Exhaling a breath, Lu Jin knew that he had to take on this heavy responsibility this time. Because after discovering this result, everyone looked at him and waited for him to give instructions on the next step. Even Wang Bing and Zhang Dai, who came from the east and west city gates, also looked at him with blank eyes.

This is the limitation of the Ming army today, once the main general is seriously injured or killed in battle, no one can stand up. Therefore, the victory or defeat of a battle often has a lot to do with the personal ability of the main general, and this is the case with a battalion of about 500 people in Guangling, and the same is true for an army of 100,000.

Fortunately, this time, Lu Zhen suddenly hit the side and regathered the fighting spirit of the whole army, otherwise I am afraid that at the same time as Liu Yi falls, the Ming army will completely collapse, and Guangling will also be completely lost.

"Let's rest on the spot for the time being, and throw all the corpses of the Tartars down the city, and the corpses of our brothers in the army will be collected alive, so let's send them down to the city first." Lu Zhen gave his first order after replacing Liu Yi.

"Yes!" The soldiers agreed, and immediately began to move.

The corpses of those Mongolian people were thrown directly from the city like sacks, and some of them were lucky enough not to die, and they were also coldly stabbed in the chest, and then thrown into the city.

Lu Zhen did not react to this scene. Who will have mercy on these enemies after the terrible battle just now? Because if the victory or defeat is different, I am afraid that the Mongolian people will only be more ferocious than the Ming army, and even the innocent people in the city will be killed.

Lu Zhen only swept over the dying Mengmen, then withdrew his gaze, and immediately ordered: "Send the injured brother and Liu Zong back to the city and hand them over to the doctor in the infirmary for treatment." ”

"Yes." Only then did these careless soldiers remember the aftermath, and hurriedly lifted Liu Yi and the others, and hurriedly went down.

"And ......" Lu Zhen looked at the team of less than three hundred people left in the city, if the Mongols attacked the city again tomorrow, would this number of men and horses be able to withstand wave after wave of attacks? Lu Zhen was not sure about this, although he had won the hearts of the soldiers of the Ming army, he didn't know how to command the army to defend the city.

After pondering for a while, he said under the gaze of all the soldiers: "Go to the county government to find Shen Zhushu and Hou Xiancheng, and ask them to recruit young and strong men in the city to go to the city in the name of the county government to guard my homeland together." "Although the role of ordinary people on the battlefield is not too great, it is always good to have more people.

The people received the order again, and then hurried down to the city.

As for Lu Jin, he staggered to the side of the city wall, looking at the Mongolian military camp that had gradually become unable to see the specific situation, and a helpless wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The burden of thousands of catties has fallen on my shoulders, and the lives of so many people and soldiers are determined by me alone." Can I really defend this Guangling City? ”

Listening to the continuous thudding sound of heavy objects falling to the ground from under the city, Lu Zhen let out a long breath and told himself: "Even if you can't catch it, you can only do it reluctantly, and you can hold on for a moment." I just hope that the reinforcements from the surrounding areas can arrive as soon as possible, this small city of Guangling can't support it for too long......"

But will the reinforcements arrive in time as he hoped?