At the gap, the people piled up ashlars one after another, and from time to time they were planted from the head of the city by cold arrows. Most of these people were fathers, sons and brothers, and one person was killed or injured and the whole family was desperate.

With tears in their eyes, the elite guards on the side gritted their teeth, stood by the gap and violently stabbed the rising Eight Banners with the spears in their hands to buy time for those people.

After paying hundreds of casualties, piles of rocks as high as mountains rose from the ground, dense and tight, which was equivalent to building another wall inside the city wall.

After unremitting efforts, the people finally blocked the gap before those Eight Banners soldiers landed in the city, they burst into tears, brandished their poles and tools in their hands, shouted and shouted with joy, and the joyful atmosphere infected the other guards in the city who were fighting with the Eight Banners, and they were also full of morale when they saw this, and when the spear was poked, their strength increased by three points unconsciously.

As several gaps were closed one after another, the casualties of the Eight Banners who climbed the city wall were rapidly increasing, and their morale was low, and they were stabbed down one after another.

He Luohui, the commander of the Qing soldiers under the city, saw that the soldiers and civilians at the head of the city had repaired the city wall again under his nose, his face was pale, and he saw that those elites of the Eight Banners still failed to break the city after paying huge casualties, he was distressed and angry, and hurriedly ordered to stop climbing the city and retreat quickly.

Seeing that he could break the city, he didn't expect that it would fall short in the end, He Luo would be very unwilling, he continued to attack the northern city, and at the same time ordered to draw part of the troops to attack the western and southern cities instead.

Although there were not many soldiers and civilians guarding the west and south cities, only three or four thousand people, under the influence of the victory of the northern city against the Tartars, their morale was very high, and with the help of the city's artillery and favorable terrain, they fought bravely to kill the enemy, and in one or two hours they repelled several waves of enemy attacks and killed and wounded many Qing soldiers.

This battle lasted for a day and a night, until it was close to dark, the Qing soldiers of each gate retreated, and then saw that the city of Luling was a river of blood, the bones were like mountains, broken guns and broken flags and broken ladders were everywhere, the Qing soldiers lost more than 1,000 people in this battle, of which the elite casualties of the Manchurian and Mongolian Eight Banners were not less than 300, which was enough to be called a heavy loss compared with the previous wars.

The Ming army also killed and wounded more than 1,000 people, most of whom were shot by the Qing army under the city when filling the collapse of the city wall.

Tang Wenyao stood at the head of the city, but saw that the Qing army slowly retreated, although it was defeated, but it was not chaotic, looking back at the city, no one was scarred, no one was not covered in blood, he had been in the army for decades, but such a degree of bloody battle had never been experienced, therefore, the fierce battles in the cities could be seen, and the danger of Luling could be seen!

"Tell Wang Sunchen to come to see me—" Tang Wenyao suppressed the grief and horror in his heart, and ordered his own soldiers.

After the military order was conveyed, after a while, Wang Sunchen, who was holding the rank of general, walked in and saluted Tang Wenyao: "I have seen the chief soldier." ”

Tang Wenyao nodded, although he was very tired after a day of fierce fighting, he still spoke high-spirited and powerful, full of energy: "Although the Tartars temporarily withdraw their troops, they will definitely not give up, with the help of dozens of Hongyi cannons, they will definitely shell tomorrow, Beicheng seems to have been repaired, and the inside is already full of holes, and it can't stand the toss anymore."

This town will give you three hundred brothers, and in the middle of the night, quietly cross the moat, find the artillery positions of the Tartars, and nail those red cannons to the town! ”

"It's a good idea."

General Wang Sunchen was overjoyed when he heard this, and clenched his fists proudly: "The last general will go and prepare!" ”

At this time, a personal soldier walked in, holding a wooden plate with a plate of pickles, a few steamed buns, and a large pot of water.

The soldiers looked at Tang Wenyao with respectful eyes: "Marshal, eat something to fill your stomach." ”

Tang Wenyao felt hungry at this time, he devoured the steamed buns that had just come out of the pot and were still steaming, drank water, and ate a few steamed buns and a plate of pickles in a short time.

At this time, the night is getting dark, the surroundings are very quiet, from the head of the city, the horse road, the hidden soldier cave, the street all the way, only listen to the boundless snoring, continue to fight for a day, except for the shift, the rest of the soldiers and civilians are extremely tired, still resting. Occasionally, some wailing and sobbing can be heard, and it is the relatives of the deceased refugee husband who are crying.

On the street, a patrol team composed of guards and young men was still patrolling around with due diligence, they saw Tang Wenyao very consciously saluted and greeted, Tang Wenyao walked along the street towards the General Soldier's Mansion, the road was already unrecognizable, the once prosperous street market was demolished into a mess of ruins, and there were several collapsed places still emitting smoke, which was hit by the cannon of the Hongyi cannon outside the city.

After arranging the city defense, Tang Wenyao returned to his residence, only to feel bored in his heart, although he was exhausted, he couldn't close his eyes.

He was originally a member of Jiao Lian's right-hand man.

may be because of the fact that things gather like and people are divided into groups, his character is very similar to coach Jiao Lian, not only loyal and brave, but also very low-key, and he is a straightforward man.

Since the beginning of the first year of Yongli, after following Jiao Lian into Wuzhou Qinwang to rescue him, in just two years, he has experienced several offensive and defensive battles in Wuzhou, Zhaoqing, Qingyuan and so on.

Because of the courage in combat and repeated military exploits, in the second year of Yongli, the imperial court reformed the military system of Huguang, Liangguang and Beijing, and when the army was reorganized, he was poked and promoted as the chief military officer of Guangdong Town, and was able to take one side full-time, and was deeply respected by the Son of Heaven.

Returning the favor, Tang Wenyao also paid all his loyalty to repay the heavy grace of Jun, since the holy oracle with 10,000 battalion troops to guard the Luling, has been conscientious, dare not have the slightest slack, knowing that the Qing army is strong, still do not flinch, with the whole city of soldiers and civilians to fight against the Tartars, to defend the Luling, unknowingly has dragged the Tartar army for several months, killing and killing thousands of Tartars. He felt that he was worthy of the trust of the Son of Heaven.

During the period, Li Chengdong also sent a reinforcement of about 3,000 people from Ganzhou, but unfortunately before he entered the city, he was besieged by the Tartars and defeated outside the city, and the 3,000 men and horses were almost wiped out, so far there were no reinforcements sent by the imperial court. Tang Wenyao, who knew the reality of the imperial court, was very sympathetic to the difficulties of the imperial court, and he did not complain about it.

After repeated fierce battles, the losses of the Tartars were not small, but they were constantly replenished with energy.

But what about Luling?

A trace of sadness surged into Tang Wenyao's heart, more than half of the 10,000 defenders had been killed and wounded, and there were few well-trained elites left, and the remaining guards who could still fight were also difficult to rest calmly because of the day and night guards, and they were very tired and tired.

Coupled with the growing shortage of food in the city, and even the supply of lime and glutinous rice binders, if the city wall is destroyed again, it will face a miserable situation that cannot be repaired! With only the remaining remnants and the young women and children in the city, can they still block the next attack?