Chapter 388: Bloody Battle (2)
"Boom-"
"Boom-"
Every impact can make those Shandong soldiers guarding the city gate tremble.
Listening to the continuous shouting and killing outside, as well as the foul language that seemed to be in their ears, many people nervously held the knives and guns in their hands.
They understood that at this moment, these rogues who crisscrossed the Central Plains were separated from them, but this door was still simple and fragile.
In this case, it is already considered courageous to be able to stay still, not to mention these Shandong army soldiers who still maintain their formation.
"The general is coming, the general is coming!"
At this time, someone suddenly shouted out in surprise.
Everyone looked back, only to see the iron-clad torture knife holding his big knife "kicking" down the city, and with him was a group of Shandong army soldiers.
"General!"
Xing Yidao waved his hand, seeing that the people around him were a little nervous, but he laughed, this laughter was very abrupt, and the barracks officer who was guarding here was a little puzzled, so he asked:
"Isn't the general afraid?"
When Xing Yidao heard this, he laughed even more:
"Afraid, what are these thieves out there to be afraid of? Back then, Dashuai and our 200 brothers were able to wipe out thousands of giant bandits in Jinshui River and Wuwen River, and the reason why the thieves were menacing was nothing more than that they were afraid of Dashuai! ”
This was recognized by most of the soldiers of the Shandong army, Wang Zheng led the regular soldiers to fight against Li Zicheng without defeat, and not long ago even beheaded thousands of Tartars outside the pass, all of which were amazing feats.
Li Zicheng was defeated by the Shandong army several times, and he was already scared, it was nothing more than watching Wang Zheng take the 12th battalion of soldiers out of the customs to rescue Songjin, which was a comeback.
Strictly speaking, there are a lot of soldiers and horses in the foreign department of the Shandong army, and it cannot be absolutely said that it has not been defeated, but compared with the officers and armies in other parts of the Central Plains, the combat effectiveness of the regular soldiers is already very high.
Everyone has a belief in their hearts that as long as Wang Zheng returns with his soldiers, the so-called 500,000 army of this thief will collapse in an instant!
He walked forward in front of everyone with a knife, stood in front of the city gate, and said in a cold voice:
"Even if we die in Tuocheng today, our brave name will remain, and the commander and the brothers in the war camp will definitely avenge us."
As soon as the words were finished, the city gate, which had been overwhelmed for a long time, finally shattered open, and the intruders outside rang out with cheers, and rushed in with their weapons desperately.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”
But at this time, they suddenly heard a surge of momentum erupting from inside, and when they looked up, a hawk-faced general was holding a big knife and looking at them coldly.
Behind him, countless Shandong soldiers were waiting with spears, and no one fled, still with a high fighting spirit.
As the intruders continued to pour in, the people in front couldn't stand, so they could only rush forward, and the two sides collided together, and the most tragic white-knuckle battle was about to break out.
......
"General, the brothers can't attack it......"
About an hour later, Liu Zongmin listened to the report of his subordinates, and couldn't believe it, hasn't the city gate been breached, why can't he still get in?
"There is a general of the Shandong Army on the other side of the city gate, who is guarding it like a knife, the knife is very good, the city gate is narrow, and those of the homeless campers can't get in at all."
Hearing this, Liu Zongmin, who was riding on the horse, immediately understood, he had long thought that the chief general of the Shandong army had fled, but he didn't expect that Xing Yidao was so not afraid of death, and he actually led someone to guard the city gate in person.
"That's it!"
Liu Zongmin waved his hand, it was already very surprising that these homeless people could break through the city, and he really couldn't pursue too much, he snorted coldly and shouted:
"Sons, follow the general to capture the city and lead the king into the city!"
Liu Zongmin drew his knife after shouting, and the soldiers of the old battalion who were behind also drew their knives and guns, and everyone's eyes were glowing with cold-blooded cold light, and they shouted loudly;
"Kill the dog officers and soldiers, and lead the king into the city!"
Liu Zongmin is not stupid, as the chief general of the Shandong army, the city gate and the city wall can only take care of one, since he is guarding the city gate with the main force, it is better to attack the city walls on both sides first, and finally come to a siege to protect him from death without a place to be buried!
Thousands of new troops from the old battalion joined the battle, which suddenly doubled the pressure on several regular barracks defending the city wall.
When the soldiers of the old battalion of the army recuperate for a long time, everyone is full of strength, and they often fly to the city, and the Shandong army is not enough manpower at all, and there is no general to defend it, plus the continuous battle is close to a day, it is already exhausted, and the casualties are increasing rapidly.
Seeing the invincible scene of the old camp, even the intruders with those outcasts were also demoralized, as if they had a second spring, shouting and rushing to the city.
An old battalion soldier bit his knife and climbed to the top of the city with a lewd smile, and when the soldiers of the Shandong army saw it, they knew in their hearts that it was too late to shoot him down with stones at this time, and when he was about to board the city, he immediately stabbed him with a spear.
The old battalion soldier's eyes tightened, and he curled up flexibly on the ground and rolled away, and the spearmen of the Shandong army didn't understand what was going on for a while, but a long knife with blood suddenly appeared from behind his back.
The highest rank on the city wall guarding this section of the city wall is a general battalion officer of the lineage of regular soldiers, he took three sentry officers to supervise the battle on the city wall, but the current situation has gradually become critical, not only is the number of Shandong troops far inferior to the breaking army, but even the physical strength of ordinary soldiers is gradually declining.
Many soldiers were not afraid of thieves under the same conditions, but they had been fighting for nearly a day, and the wolf's tooth paddle could no longer be retracted, and it was very difficult to lift a stone.
Thinking about it, even the soldiers are afraid that they are weak at the moment, not to mention that these regular soldiers still have a lot of foreign soldiers and horses.
The leader of an old battalion of the intruding army showed his head on the ladder, and when he saw this, the Shandong military sentry officer on the other side immediately waved his knife and slashed over, but perhaps because of his lack of strength, the speed of swinging the knife had slowed down significantly.
In this kind of life-and-death situation, a moment of slowness may be fatal, and the old battalion leader is naturally not stupid, he has long felt that there is someone above.
However, he couldn't figure it out, since the other party was wearing an officer's uniform, it must be relatively strong in combat, but why was the speed of the knife so slow?
But no matter how you think about it, the leader of the old battalion will not have any hands, and when he just boarded up, he supported his hands and kicked his feet fiercely, directly kicking the sentry officer of the Shandong Army back a few steps.
At this point, he had already removed the long knife from his mouth, and immediately stepped forward with a laugh.
If it was evenly matched, even if the Shandong army was a regular sentry officer, even if he would be defeated by the leader of the old battalion, he would not be defeated so quickly.
He forcibly stepped forward and stabbed the leader of the old battalion who broke into the army a few times, although he did not suffer any damage, but he took a few steps back from "kicking", panting and steady, and his body was so suspended that he stabilized, and even the knife in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
Time is running out, the leader of the old battalion of the army doesn't care about taking advantage of the danger at all, and seeing that the Shandong military sentry officer is not strong, he is even more pressing.