The night passed, countless people couldn't sleep well, among which the most serious insomnia was Zhang Xianzhong, he had been waiting outside the city for a night, all of them did not wait for the Ming army in the city, he knew in his heart that the rebels in the city must be finished, he looked a little tired under the city, looking at the city wall in the distance, his voice was a little weak, and said: "Everyone! Today is the last battle, if we don't take the city today, then our righteous army will wait to be surrounded by several other Ming armies! ”

In fact, he still has a way to retreat, that is, Luo Rucai and the Fifth Battalion of Ge Zuo have moved to the rear of Zuo Liangyu, and when the time comes, it will be possible to break through.

But he was unwilling, unwilling to suffer heavy losses, and he had never suffered heavy losses, so he retreated! He wants to take down the city wall and slaughter the city, as well as Qin Xiaochuan, who was originally going to crush his bones and ashes, at this moment he wants to capture this person alive and recruit his soldiers! As long as he can capture him alive and get this soldier, half of the rebels will die, and it will be worth it in his opinion!

To get this Ming army, even if it is to recruit ten people, and when the time comes, it will be worth the loss of the rebels, this is a long-term project.

He said this completely to stimulate the fighting spirit, and looked at the generals, Ai Nengqi, Liu Wenxiu, Li Dingguo, Sun Kewang, the four righteous sons swept their eyes over them, and then looked at the generals, as well as their own military divisions, and said: "Today's siege battle, take the city, and capture the Ming army in the city alive!" ”

The long sword was drawn out accompanied by a shout of victory, a team of thieves walked out of the military formation, and there was a row of earthen cannons lined up on the side, these are all cast iron artillery, even the forts are very simple, all of them are aimed at the city, and the thieves in the Ming army are operating the artillery, they are all gunners of the Ming army surrendered.

Zhang Xianzhong's eyes were weird, he had never used artillery before, this thing would make his marching speed slow down and destroy his mobility, so the fire gun was the limit he could accept! This group of artillery was collected from the fortress of the village next door on his death day, and he had just transported it, and it turned out that he had never captured the artillery of the Ming army, which would slow down his march, which was unbearable for the thieves who were good at speed.

The Ming army was operating the artillery, putting iron eggs into the artillery, igniting the arquebus, accompanied by a burst of arquebus, and the loud sound of the fire rope burning, instantly a loud bang shook people's eardrums, and flames erupted, two of which were Franc machines.

The Franc machine is more complicated to operate, after ignition, a burst of red fire spewed out, the gunner on the side was immediately burned, screaming and trembling, rolling on the ground, his eyes were full of pain, the Franc machine is a rear gun, improper operation or the size of the muzzle is wrong, at this time the gunner who fired the gun must have the agility to quickly retreat.

One by one, the projectiles cut through the air in black arcs, banging and thumping———— tremors on the city wall! As if there was an earthquake, Xiao Chuan immediately hid and followed Wang Huaiming on the side, since he got the training card, Xiao Chuan invisibly wanted to create a distance for the two of them to build a relationship between monarchs and ministers, that is, to improve each other's loyalty, and to bring the relationship closer through this kind of non-existent.

Wang Huaiming took the shield to help Xiaochuan block his head, and said: "The lord retreats, although the thief army's artillery is not accurate, there are many of them, in case it hits you!" ”

"Don't get in the way, it's okay to hide behind this wallpile" Xiaochuan said with a smile, his body bow said behind this wall, and looked at the newly recruited more than 200 people on the side, they are all the elite of the Wang Shuang's army, they are all veterans, and they are now beaten into the Tuntian army, these rebels have not harmed the people, but they are the elite among them, they are all veterans of a hundred battles, they have not harmed the people, so they survived last night.

Then there are the Huns on the city wall, who have lost no less than fifteen hundred in battle in the past few days, and every night they spend money to replenish it, and the next day they are full of troops. The thieves below were afraid that they were stupid to think that their Hun troops had been killed by them a long time ago, but they did not know that a group of Huns on the city wall was waiting for them.

This Huns can recruit sixteen in the game, which is sixteen tents in reality, that is, they can recruit 16,000 Hun cavalry, they are all elite nomadic archers who have experienced a hundred battles, and their own more than 600,000 taels, plus last night's raid, no? It should be said that more than 300,000 vehicles were robbed by Qingpi, nearly one million taels of silver, which is about 60,000 Hun troops can be recruited compared to the astronomical amount, that is to say, if he recruits 16,000 Huns, he can let them die about three times.

He is equivalent to having more than 40,000 Hun reserves, and these enemies can't be defeated even if they die, so they can preserve the strength of their real Han barracks!

The cannon fire is over, and the enemy begins to storm the city like a tidal wave! A group of old thieves walked neatly, their eyes were burning, looking at this city where tens of thousands of old thieves had fallen, with a kind of fear in their eyes, and one by one the leaders behind them stepped forward in person, driving the old thieves to attack the city.

Later, Li Dingguo's eyes were already decadent, he had lost the righteousness of the day, and now there was only one fear left, like his brother Sun Kewang, he had already had a fear of the Ming army on the tower in front of him.

The Ming army at the head of the city began to prepare, the most nervous of which was the surrender of more than 100 people from Wang Shuang at the head of the city, they were scattered and incorporated into the Tuntian army, the Tuntian army is now 1,800 people, Wang Huaiming's eyes eagerly touched the sword in his hand, and said: "Zhao Zhong will use the bow and arrow in a while" He said, a person dressed as a Ming army on the side said, he is a soldier with good combat effectiveness, and he is once a hunter in the city.

The more than 200 people who survived were all the elite of them, these people who could fight did not harm the people, but survived this incident, they are the essence of Wang Shuang's army, and each has its own unique ability. The man known as Zhao Zhong had a resolute look in his eyes, a tall figure, he was originally a Nanyang Orion, and later joined Wang Shuang's army from the army, and his martial arts improved a lot, and he usually did not do evil.

He pursed his lips and said, "Mom sells batches" Because his mother is a Sichuan person, he has a Sichuan accent in his accent, which is different from the general Nanyang people in Henan dialect.

"Don't say such vulgar words in the army," Wang Huaiming said, glaring at him with an unkind expression. Zhao Zhong covered his mouth and smiled.

More than 200 elite soldiers supplemented part of the losses of the Natuntian army, but it would take a while for them to integrate into the Mandarin Duck Formation.

The old thief attacked the city like a tide, in the distant hills, Zhang Xianzhong and a group of generals lined up, Zhang Xianzhong had surprise on his face, he could feel the dead and wounded on the city wall after a few days of fighting, and it stands to reason that more than 1,000 barbarians should be dead, right? The next Ming army will be easy to handle, such a long period of high-intensity fighting, even an iron man should collapse.

The thieves rushed towards the city walls, and there were already four rows of shield carts under the walls, providing a completely safe zone in the middle for the thieves, who only had to guard against the rain of arrows overhead.

Li Dingguo rode on a horse, commanding the deployment of the siege troops in front through the command of Lingqi, and the rain of arrows? He looked at the city wall, can the group of Huns survive a hundred people or two, arrow rain? I'm afraid I'll never see it again.

The sound ————of a swishing bowstring suddenly sounded, and the group of thieves instantly felt their hearts sink into the Nine Shadows, and the dark cloud-like arrows rose high from the city to the sky, and poured down like a torrential rain.

Puff puff———— the thieves are all unbelievable arrows, falling down in rows like logs, they can't be believed, how many days? For so long, continuous bow pulling? Are these Huns' arms made of steel? But they didn't know that the Huns on the city wall had already changed a wave, and they were no longer the original ones, and almost all of the original Huns had been killed in battle.

Like a dark cloud of thieves carrying a cloud ladder against the rain of arrows to attack the city wall, a group of Zhang Xianzhong and others in the distance are all eyes split, the illusion in their hearts is shattered, from the rain of arrows just now they instantly saw that there are Huns in the city, that group of terrible barbarians! There are so many of them!

Zhang Xianzhong licked his lips, his face turned pale, he looked around, looked at the generals who were as pale as the contract, and said: "This Ming army is too cunning, it actually secretly hid a thousand Huns in the city, and they were hiding in the city in such a hard battle in front, how could there be such a treacherous Ming army general."

He couldn't figure out what kind of situation could make the Ming army in the city fight so dangerously defending the city a few days ago, and actually hid half of his barbarian troops in the city, this kind of mentality is really terrible, this person will not be a great obstacle to the great cause of the righteous army in the future, and the city wall seems to be difficult to attack, the city wall.

More than 30 artillery pieces kept bombarding a city wall, the city wall shook one after another, Zhang Xianzhong's eyes showed a trace of hope, and hope could only be pinned on the city wall of Nanyang City.

The sound of artillery is endless, which Franc machine or even the rear minions are very dangerous, the gunner is unwilling to operate, Zhang Xianzhong walked over and shouted: "Either open the cannon, or peel the skin!" He said coldly, and the gunners were as silent as cicadas.

The artillery continued to spew flames, and projectiles streaked through the air, bombarding a city wall together.

Feeling the shaking of the city wall, Xiao Chuan felt a little weak, if the city wall was broken? If you want to defend the city, you have to show your ability to change 60,000 living people, and Wang Huaiming's team on the side is on the side, Xiaochuan said: "Who is that!" When was the last time your wall was repaired? Ogawa couldn't name him.

Zhao Zhong was stunned for a moment, and said randomly: "My lord, the city wall has not been repaired for ten years!" You know, Lord Prefect! His face twisted, which meant slamming the door.

Xiao Chuan's heart is getting worse and worse, the thieves concentrate their firepower to attack a weak point in the city wall, this Nanyang city wall is in disrepair, I don't know how long it can last.

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