These vest cavalry are the elite in Amin's hands, and they are used to quickly break through and seize the fortress once they can collapse the fortress of Changsheng Island.

There can never be a more gunpowder barrel blowing up a fortress, but there are not enough troops to bring down the ruined fortress. So what they need most is time, and anyone who stands in their way is their enemy.

As long as you can take the fortress as soon as possible, even if you accidentally injure a few armor soldiers, you can bear it. So they set out as soon as they received Ertu's request for help.

When they rushed to the bottom of the fortress, they were disappointed to find that the fortress was still intact. Although many places on it were scorched black by powder kegs, there was still a long way to go before it collapsed.

The cavalry could not attack the city, and now that the fortress was intact, they had to retreat. The group of cavalry left more than two dozen corpses in front of the fortress and retreated without hesitation.

When the sky was bright, Zhao Xiaosi took more than a dozen Changxing soldiers to pick up the brothers who died in the battle. At this time, the arrow shaft on his chest had been removed, and he simply bandaged it, put on the torn armor, and came to the battlefield full of corpses.

The corpses here were frozen to the ground, and the soldiers of the Changxing Army had to use pickaxes to remove their brothers from the ice. A young soldier and the Jurchens hugged each other tightly, and Zhao Xiaosi couldn't separate them with all his might.

In the end, they could only carry the two bodies frozen together and bring them back to the fortress, and soon they came to the place where several Changxing Army soldiers were hit by arrows.

Here, the remains of Changxingjun are lying together, and many people are full of feather arrows. There are many traces of being trampled by war horses on their bodies, and the intestines of a warrior are trampled out.

Zhao Xiaosi took the lead in dropping the pickaxe, and they pulled out the steel knife on their waists to take the body of the sacrificial Changxing Army off the ice little by little. Put it in the straw mat prepared on the side and wait for it to be transported back to the fortress later.

When he opened the remains of a Changxing Army soldier, Zhao Xiaosi saw a familiar face. Fan Kuan's face is still the same as before his death, without the slightest change. Except for his face being a little pale, it looks like he's asleep.

Zhao Xiaosi's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and tears could no longer stop coming out of his eyes. He knelt on the ice and grabbed Fan Kuan's breastplate with his hand and kept shaking, "Uncle Fan! Get up! If you scold Xiao Si a few more words, Xiao Si can't do without you! Whining!! ”

The soldiers of the Changxing Army who were cleaning up the bodies around them also shed tears, and everyone knew that the commander of the general and sentry was like a father and son. Now that yin and yang are separated, even if others look at it, they can't help but sigh.

Just as Zhao Xiaosi was crying, a weak voice sounded. "If you kid shake again, Lao Tzu will really die!"

Suddenly everyone's eyes widened, and they all opened their mouths wide and couldn't close them for a long time. Many people looked up at the sky, if it weren't for the red sun now, some people would think that Fan Kuan's ghost was still cheating the corpse.

"Uncle Fan, it's great that you're okay!" Zhao Xiaosi shouted happily, and he said happily while cleaning up the ice frozen by the blood around Fan Kuan.

He patronized and was happy, but he didn't notice Fan Kuan's lonely face. When he cleaned up Fan Kuan's legs, Zhao Xiaosi was stunned. Fan Kuan's right ankle was crushed by the war horse, and it was already frozen on the ice.

"How so? How so? Zhao Xiaosi muttered when he saw this.

Fan Kuan smiled helplessly and said, "Silly boy! It's a blessing that your Uncle Fan survived, but now he's just losing a foot. Compared with those brothers who died in battle, my old life was picked up, and there is nothing to regret. In the future, I will have to raise me with your son, and I am still waiting for your son to marry and pass on to my son! ”

Fan Kuan's condition was worse than anyone had imagined, and his broken foot had frozen on the ice for two hours. In the end, his leg was amputated from the knee down, and Fan Kuan lay in bed for two months before recovering.

This scene is played out every day in various fortresses on Changsheng Island, and on several occasions it was indeed succeeded by Amin. He had taken down a few bastions, but compared to the defense line composed of dozens of bastions, he had only laid down a drop in the bucket.

Amin walked around the house impatiently, Changsheng Island had been fighting for half a month, and it had only knocked down 5 fortresses. And they were all collapsed ruins, each of which had to be guarded by a large number of people. If you are not careful, it is easy to be recaptured by the Changxing army, and it happens from time to time to repeatedly fight for a fortress.

According to this calculation, he will not be able to defeat Changsheng Island for another two months. At that time, the sea ice had already melted, and it would be a dream to try to get to Changsheng Island so easily.

There is less and less time left for him, and if he can't take Changsheng Island within half a month, he will have to withdraw his troops. At that time, he couldn't bear the complaints of the Jurchen nobles, and the expulsion of Han slaves in Liaodong had already offended too many people. Once he loses, the end will definitely be worse than Huang Taiji, and he can't let this kind of thing happen.

Thinking of this, Amin broke out in a cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth "squeak!" "A bell gave an order." All the Han army banners and Han slave people will continue to attack Changsheng Island from today onwards. Anyone who retreats will be killed! ”

As soon as this bloody order was issued, there was an uproar in the camp. This was to force them to die, and many Han soldiers expressed strong dissatisfaction.

Under the persecution of the Jurchen steel knife, they could only obediently walk towards Changsheng Island.

In Liu Xingzuo's team, his younger brother Liu Xingren whispered: "Big brother! We can't fight like this anymore, our old brothers are dying. ”

Liu Xingzuo's face was also very ugly, of course he knew that he couldn't fight like this. But the prison sent by Amin was behind him, and if he hesitated at all, the steel knife would immediately cut down on his head.

In the past two days, the heads of more than a dozen Han army flag generals have been hung under Amin's banner, and these bloody heads have shocked all Han army flags.

Seeing the Han people and his brothers dying under the fortress, Liu Xingzuo said angrily: "Then what else can I do? If you don't attack, your brother and I'll have my brother's head on Amin's flagpole right away! ”

Liu Xingren looked around and saw that there were all his own people around. He put his mouth close to Liu Xingzuo's ear and whispered, and as soon as he said a few words, Liu Xingzuo's eyes widened suddenly.

Liu Xingzuo grabbed his younger brother and said, "What you said is true? ”

"It's true! The people over there have already contacted me, and they are waiting for a reply from my eldest brother. As long as the eldest brother agreed, he immediately fired three cannons. Play six rounds in a row, and the opponent will act according to the plan! Liu Xingren patted his chest and said.

Liu Xingzuo's face was cloudy, he suddenly grabbed his brother's shirt and said, "Are you also involved in the Dongshan camp?" ”

After seeing his younger brother nodding, Liu Xingzuo smiled bitterly before he said, "Xingren! You're too bold to discuss such a big matter with me. That's it! Fight for a brother! Believe in the man once! ”

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