Chapter 694: Survival

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These people were originally unarmed citizens, but at this time when Li Zicheng's army was pressing, they were all requisitioned by the defenders of the city, and they became strong as the defenders of the city.

The rusty broadswords and spears in the warehouse were removed and distributed to these people who had been temporarily recruited. But even this was not enough for a single man, and some of them fought with wooden sticks, ready to use them to stab the thieves who climbed up. Others were assigned to boil gold juice and poured dung on the besieging thieves to retreat from the enemy.

The crowd on the city wall included not only middle-aged men, but also children of thirteen or fourteen years old. Holding heavy weapons, the recruited children shivered.

The circumference of the Kaifeng city wall is 20 miles and 190 steps, and there are 12,339 battlements. If it weren't for the requisition of these people, the Kaifeng defenders would not even be satisfied with the battlements.

This time the city was defended by Gao Mingheng, the governor of Henan, and Chen Yongfu, the general soldier of Henan. Gao Mingheng has been the governor of Henan for several years, and he has been staying in office because of his meritorious service in guarding Kaifeng City. Chen Yongfu is a veteran general who has fought with Li Zicheng for several years, and he fights with Li Zicheng's hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses day and night.

Seeing the mighty army of hundreds of thousands of thieves coming over, Chen Yongfu was a little nervous.

The momentum of that thief is really amazing. said that it was "hundreds of thousands", no one knows how many tens of thousands, Gao Mingheng and Chen Yongfu can't click it, I'm afraid even Li Zicheng himself doesn't know. In today's year of drought in Henan, Li Zicheng only needs to climb the heights and shout to attract farmers who don't know how many hungry peasants.

Don't be an An An starvation, especially a praying mantis. Instead of trembling and starving to death under the rule of the gentry, it is better to follow the king to grab a handful. In fact, although the year in Henan is very poor, there is indeed a large amount of grain hidden in the homes of the gentry in the city. Li Zicheng's soldiers and horses robbed Henan for two years, and fed hundreds of thousands of troops by robbery.

Now these hungry soldiers are going to give their lives to repay the king who gave them a way to live.

The people on the city wall looked at the momentum of the hundreds of thousands of thieves outside, and their faces turned pale one by one. Some people could not control their fears, and they often retreated and fell on the city wall in a panic.

Chen Yongfu clenched the bow and arrow in his hand and shot an arrow into the distance.

The arrows burst through the air with a "whoosh" sound, and under the city walls, a hungry soldier with a spear in front fell in response. Chen Yongfu is not only a competent general soldier, but also a number of marksmen. In the four Kaifeng defense battles, Chen Yongfu didn't know how many word thieves were shot and killed.

shot the thief to death, Chen Yongfu shouted at the people around him: "If Kaifeng is broken, no one will be left, even if you answer the broom, you will have to chop it three times."

This ballad was forged by the officials and soldiers to motivate the morale of the people in the city. It is said that Li Zicheng wanted to slaughter the city after breaking Kaifeng and did not let go of any citizen. If it weren't for this ballad, the people in the city would not have the morale to stick to Kaifeng at all, and I'm afraid the city would have been breached.

In this era of war, the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty did not have any faith at all, and sometimes they were more shameless and cunning than the thief army.

Hearing Chen Yongfu's roar, the panicked faces of the people had a hint of determination, and there was some tragedy that the fish died and the net was broken.

Governor Gao Mingheng was a middle-aged man in his thirties with a long beard. He heard Chen Yongfu's shout, and added: "The king of Zhou has an order, after guarding the city, the king of Zhou will open a warehouse and distribute grain, and each person will be rewarded with three stones of rice and ten taels of silver!" ā€

It is really difficult to say whether Gao Mingheng's words are true, but they have been passed on by the people by word of mouth. The people on the city wall seemed to have another reason to fight to the death, and they became more determined.

Today's siege is already on its seventh day. The moats outside the city had long been filled by thieves, and more than 100 general cannons, Furang machine guns and several Hongyi cannons on the city wall had all been exhausted, and all of them were dumbfired. The next battle was a bloody hand-to-hand fight.

Amid the earth-shattering shouts of killing, the hungry soldiers rushed to the edge of the city wall. The archers on the ramparts began to shoot arrows, and the unarmoured hungry soldiers were shot at the sound of whizzing arrows breaking through the air. The defenders on the city wall are also vicious, the arrows of these arrows are soaked in feces, and the wounds of those who are hit by the arrows are very easy to suppurate, and they are basically helpless if they are hit by the arrows.

The screams of the arrow-struck rang out violently, but they were drowned out by the shouts of the rebels.

The hungry soldiers rushed to the edge of the wall, carried a wooden ladder up the wall, and howled and climbed to the top of the city.

Spoonfuls of hot dung juice were splashed by the defenders on the city walls. In the warm climate of the fourth lunar month, these scorching golden juices have unexpected lethality. The hungry soldier who was splashed with gold juice suddenly opened his skin and flesh, screaming and moaning in the stench of the sky.

The hot gold juice flowed down the collar into the clothes, violently corroding the rough flesh of the emaciated rebels, and the pain was so painful that people gave up all will, enough to make the hungry soldiers who were recruited worse than dead.

There is no way to heal the wounds caused by this "biological weapon".

But the person in front had just fallen, and the person behind had climbed up the ladder again.

"Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! ā€

"Kill the king of Zhou and divide the grain!"

Like a swarm of unconscious ants, the hungry soldiers surged up the ladder. The people in front were splashed with gold juice, knocked down by rolling stones, stabbed down the ladder with sticks, and those behind followed. Hundreds of thousands of hungry soldiers were too many, and even if thousands died when they climbed the wall, morale was still strong.

The city wall of Kaifeng was three feet and five feet high, and the hungry soldiers gradually approached the city.

The hand-to-hand combat finally began, and the defenders and people on the walls began to wield swords and spears to kill the hungry soldiers who tried to jump onto the city.

A hungry soldier had climbed a few steps up the ladder when he saw two spears beckoning him in the face. He dodged to the right in a panic, dodging one of the shots, only to be stabbed by the other. The spear stabbed him in the left shoulder, stabbing his collarbone and getting stuck in the broken bone.

The hungry soldier screamed and fell down the ladder.

A tall hungry soldier wielded a scimitar to block the sword that was coming at him, and miraculously stood at the end of a ladder as high as the city's head. He howled and jumped up, standing in the gap between the two battlement walls.

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man suddenly found himself standing right in front of this hungry soldier.

The hungry soldier swung his scimitar violently, and the young man without a piece of armor suddenly blossomed in his chest, and fell to the city wall with unwilling eyes.

But before the hungry soldier could withdraw his scimitar, an arrow suddenly stabbed at him and stabbed him into the forehead. The hungry soldier staggered back a few steps, flipped backwards and fell from the city.

The last few steps of the ladder are the bloodiest battlefields. The emaciated hungry soldiers and the equally emaciated men fought together with their unfamiliar weapons, shouting and fighting.

The starving soldiers attacked the city to survive, because it was a fantasy that there was no food. The people desperately defended the city in order to survive, because of the lies of the officials and soldiers.