The evil dragon of the four colors of the Eight Banners finally climbed to the head of Jilin Wula City, but even the banners seemed to be weak, drooping their heads and rolling together, and the smell of burnt paste inside the city was accompanied by the smell of rotting corpses outside the city, which was even more disgusting.

The forward troops that broke up in the fire last night were not allowed to come out of the city, and the army outside the city was also not allowed to go, and the more than 10,000 dried corpses were really terrifying, and the banner lord Taiji knew that once the remaining troops saw this scene, their morale would collapse.

But even so, the entire Qing army is still gloomy and bleak, Ning Wan I am a down-and-out talent, except for the subset of the scriptures, how can there be so many cities in his belly, he doesn't know the secret at all, and now the vast majority of Beltaiji knows, Kaiyuan Tieling has all fallen!

Mao Jue's play is fundamentally a conspiracy, he lacks time! If the city is attacked normally, around the two fortresses of Kaiyuan Tieling, it is not impossible for Dongjiang Jianzhou to fight for a year or two, but now, the main force of the Qing army is exhausted, and the attention of the birth defenders is still on Kaiyuan City, Mao Jue also came to the bottom of the kettle, and 30,000 people of the Wenmeng Department who have been recuperating in the Dongjiang River as sharp soldiers, out of the six forts of Kuandian, and went east over the mountains and mountains to destroy the border wall of eastern Liao, and secretly attacked and broke the Fushun place.

Strategically, he advanced westward, and the Qing infantry brigade between the Kaiyuan Iron Ridge fell into a situation of being attacked from both sides, and defending the city was not what the Qing army was good at.

The north gate of Shengjing was suddenly opened, and Mao Jue's strategic deployment was completely lively, just like Nurhachi back then, the Liaodong Plain, which had no danger to defend, was already like meat on the side of his mouth, and the Dongjiang River could swallow it at any time.

The big tent of the Qing army.

The blood blisters on his neck were getting bigger and bigger, and the reckless man Turai was a little sluggish, squatting to the side and covering his neck, more than a dozen Mongolian taiji gathered in a heap, whispering, and their eyes were getting worse and worse, while the Manchu and Han ministers were huddled together worriedly.

Let's click~ The sergeant guarding the door slapped himself in the face, and a bloody mosquito was flattened by him, and he didn't wait to wipe it off, looking at the sergeant Ning Wan, who was wearing a horseshoe sleeve official uniform and wearing a flower feather, escorted a car over, and the guard hurriedly stood up and opened the tent curtain.

"Lord Ning, how is the emperor ......, the ministers will knock on the emperor!"

After Ning finished my arrival, it was like a magnet that sucked a group of people over, but before the words were finished, they hurriedly knelt down in a neat manner, and Huang Taiji, who had been in a coma for a day yesterday, actually got out of the carriage with a calm face and came in.

It's like nothing happened.

As usual, he walked to the throne and sat down, his face was gloomy, and Huang Taiji asked hoarsely, "What's the situation?" ”

"Back to the master! The Ming army in Ula City guarded the battle line and did not come out, and the news within the side wall only stopped at yesterday. ”

Sonny replied on his knees tremblingly, and he peeked at Huang Taiji's face as he spoke, now Huang Taiji is the backbone of the entire Qing Kingdom, if he is angry, it will be all over!

Fortunately, to be the emperor, Huang Taiji is much more tolerant than Chongzhen, neither did he faint with black eyes and vomit blood, nor did he get angry with people, but calmly continued to give orders.

"It's Arahun's troops in the city! Order him to clear the battlefield today and start attacking the city tomorrow!"

"Your Majesty!"

These words were like a stone thrown into a pond, which made the entire imperial council blow up the country, and Dolgon, who was with the army, knelt up straight in disbelief: "Your Majesty, Kaitie has been lost, and it was already three days ago!" Mao Jue's army may go north at any time, our army has been under Jiancheng for a long time, and then we will encounter a large army, how to resist!"

"Your Majesty, the top priority is to return to Shengjing and think about it in the long run!"

Yesterday, he was still like a gas bag, and the inner Khalkha Taiji Ba Ba Turhong also hardened at this time, his body knelt straight, and he was full of momentum, holding his fists there.

"Great Khan! These days, the tribes have suffered heavy casualties, and for the sake of the Great Khan, even more than half of the cattle have died! The troops are unable to fight anymore and are going to retreat to the grassland! ”

"Oh? That's it! Recently, the Mongol tribes have indeed lost too much for the sake of the Qing Dynasty, since this is the case!"

Muttering, Huang Taiji stood up from the dragon chair and paced in front of Baba Turhong, but just as the old man tried to put on a domineering appearance, a knife stabbed him in the neck, and in his disbelieving eyes, Huang Taiji pulled out the knife and let the old man spit blood and fall to the side.

"Great Khan, you ......"

"Take it!"

The Manmeng family? In the end, it's just a mutual use, those Taiji nobles are still shouting, and the swinging teeth that rushed in from the door have already held down one by one, and carried them out like catching chickens.

"Your Majesty, this ......"

But when he came back to his senses, Dolgon shouted hurriedly, but the emperor who listened waved his hand, and in his dim eyes, a madman's flame ignited, staring at a kind of minister.

"Now when I go back to Shengjing, it's just a battle under the city wall, maybe he Mao Jue won't attack the city yet, and pull out the castles around Shengjing, we can only starve to death!"

"The battle has been fought so far, and there is only one heart, and he Mao Jue is also ambitious! Therefore, he is hypocritical and righteous, and cherishes feathers very much, but also to enter the customs to compete for this flower world, what I want to do now is to break through this Ula City, seize his provisions, and then kill him to Heilongjiang and turn him upside down! Force him back to the division!"

The unprecedented madness flickered in the old eyes of this starryman, and everyone trembled when they heard his sonorous and powerful voice.

Indeed, this trick may be the best solution at hand, but the price to pay is that no one can come back.

But no one dared to object, and the opposing Baba Turhong was still lying there vomiting blood, and in a dull voice, these Jianzhou Baylors kowtowed in a dull manner.

"Slaves obey!"

In the afternoon, there was a big cleaning, at least in the middle of the ruins, the terrifying and hideous tens of thousands of bones were swept away and buried, so as not to affect the morale of the army, on the other end, thousands of people were beating on the reinforced concrete city wall, digging the collapsed city gate, and knocking out two wall holes.

Sun Chuanting had no last resort, but he also missed a point, even if he arranged a death squad, he would blow up the city gate building, which was exposing the weakness of Dongjiang, and Dongjiang was also weak for the camel city tactics these days.

Early in the morning of the next day, thousands of cattle were driven, and the remaining Qing troops also crowded into the city, and once again, the fierce horn shook every corner of the ancient city.

This time the Han army raised their eyebrows, every time they acted as cannon fodder, and then the Mongols and Jianzhou Jurchens followed to pick up the cheap, and now the feng shui took turns, thousands of Mongolian cavalry were driven off their horses, and they took the lead, and it was their turn to supervise the battle behind them with big swords, bows and arrows.

…………

Still standing on that tower, Sun Chuanting's brows were furrowed together, and in his sight, on the charred ruins, a black dust tornado was raised.

"What is this?"

Hiding in the house, the Dongjiang infantry in the trench also looked at it in astonishment, and it took a long time before someone shouted out again.

"It's all cows! Horses!"

"Damn it!"

"Again!"

In the angry insults, thousands of cattle were tied to fire on their tails, and they roared in fear and ran into the defense line of the northern city.

Man knows fear, but mad cow does not!

A hundred meters, crackling muskets rang out again, the rushing cattle and horses burst out of the brains, as if hitting an invisible wall of air and fell there one after another, blood, fishy smell, the smell of feces and urine before the death of the livestock burst out in an instant, this battle, Sun Chuanting's less than 30,000 Hegang army faced almost one-third of the cattle on the prairie, it was really impossible to kill, the muzzle of the gun was red, and those cattle and horses still rushed to the front.

"Hold on! Top ......"

Bang dang~

The cow, which had fallen into madness, crashed into the field cannon, and the bayonet array also sunk inward under the huge impact force, tripped over the sandbag barricade, and a cow even hit forward a few meters, and the Dongjiang sergeant who was pressed to the bottom suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and for a while, the entire Dongjiang defense line was torn apart, and the formation was completely torn apart.

"Kill!"

Following behind the herd of cattle and horses, the Mongols who were cornered were also males, and a Dongjiang soldier just stood up with a gun, and a knife was plunged into his neck, holding the knife, and in his screams, the Mongols were stunned to slap the unlucky sergeant to the wall.

Bang ~ The infantry on the second floor fired, and before he could pull out the knife, the Mongolian soldier had already blown a bloody hole in his back and collapsed to the ground, but it was fleeting, more than a dozen arrows were densely packed into the window, and he sat on the ground, and the Dongjiang army who fired the gun wiped the cold sweat on his head and looked at the trembling arrow shafts.

The Dongjiang army that stood up from the ground roared angrily with bayonets, and at the corner of the street, the same dense Mongolian soldiers mixed with the overseer Han Eight Banners also killed together, knives to bayonets, ping-pong impacts, the corpses on the first floor immediately fell, and the blood stained this half of the street red.

After a fierce battle, the defeated Mongols turned and ran back, but they were greeted by a dense rain of arrows, and Huang Taiji brandished his sword without mercy.

"Those who retreat will be killed! Beat the drums, march!"

Another group of cattle ignited gunpowder on their buttocks, and rushed out regardless of it, even if they trampled the defeated soldiers in front of them, and behind the cattle, another group of Mongolian riders mixed with the Han Eight Banners were beaten out like cannon fodder.

"Qing Jun, it's crazy!"

I haven't seen such a tragic battle, put down the binoculars, Sun Chuanting couldn't help but muttered and shook his head.

(End of chapter)