In front of him was already a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the large siege vehicles mobilized by the Ming army were covered with animal skins, which could have been fireproof.

Beast skins can be fireproof, but they can't prevent molten iron, Yang He didn't expect Luoyang to be so well prepared, and wanted to take Luoyang in one go, but instead let most of his siege weapons be destroyed under the city.

The world has been peaceful for a long time, even if the three-sided barbarians attacked, the Ming Dynasty was also on the defensive, and the siege equipment was not sufficient. In this way, the Ming army behind can only rush forward, after all, there is a bright sword of the overseer army behind him, and many soldiers who are afraid of war have been beheaded.

Losing the shelter of the wooden ox cart, countless Ming troops were exposed to the city, Zhao Hong's cold face, expressionless, raised his hand and waved, and said in a deep voice: "Light the artillery!" ”

There were specially trained artillerymen on the city walls, who skillfully loaded gunpowder and cannonballs using gauges and rulers. With a loud bang, fires broke out outside Luoyang City, and gunpowder smoke filled the air. This thousand-year-old city, which has enjoyed 260 years of peace, finally ushered in the flames of war.

At the beginning of the fire, the Ming army was either thrown up by the huge waves or inserted by shrapnel, and the screams were endless. The effect of such an attack is not only physical damage, but also a psychological deterrent to the enemy.

Luckily avoided the artillery fire, rushed to the soldiers under the city, howling that they had forgotten the pain and fear, one after another ladders were erected on the city wall of Luoyang, and the hideous Ming army climbed up along the ladders.

At this time, there is no such thing as a fear of heights, death and fear have made them red-eyed, and they only want to climb up and end this nightmare.

For them, climbing to the top of the city is the end of the nightmare, and for the Luoyang soldiers, it becomes the beginning of the nightmare.

They formed groups of three or five, picked up the battering pole, and overturned the ladder at the head of the city. But there are too many ladders, and the ants are generally attached, and finally, there are some ladders that have been climbed up.

Zhao Hong walked with a gun, and with a slight wave, the descendants under his command, the veterans who followed him from the capital to Luoyang, armed with spears, poured onto the city wall.

The black spear heads, stabbing out and retracting, stabbing out and retracting, looking at their expressions, you may think that this group of old soldiers are wielding farm tools and doing monotonous and simple farm work.

Zhao Hong casually brushed aside a feather arrow that was shooting, sneered, picked it up with the head of the gun, and took it in his hand.

Clenched his fist slightly, the body of the arrow made a crisp sound, and it broke in response.

"Such an indiscriminate and shoddy product, if you can shoot to the city, this archer is not bad." He smiled loudly, and Gu Jingwubo's face finally showed a look that a human should have. Let people know that it turns out that this is not a war machine.

An officer who had climbed the tower, seeing his armor, knew that he was an important person. He was extremely fierce and skillful in swordsmanship, and after killing a few defenders, he rushed to Zhao Hong, wanting to capture the thief and capture the king first.

Zhao Hong's spear was a little bit, and he gathered his strength, and the Ming military academy officer only felt a little black spot coming, and stretched out his knife to block it, and there was a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, and his hand was painful, and the knife fell to the ground.

Zhao Hong turned the tip of the spear lightly, inserted it into his armor, and picked it hard, and actually picked a high-spirited man in the air.

"With this ability, do you dare to come to attack me in Luoyang?"

The cheers were in his ears, and this military attaché, who was quite conceited on weekdays, was like an initiation, and instantly felt that the enemy in front of him was like a god and was invincible.

On the way here, the idea of making meritorious achievements and succeeding in the first battle has long since disappeared, leaving only a blank look.

Zhao Hongmin was so heroic that he couldn't bear to kill him, so he threw him to the city with a strong swing. The soldiers around him stepped forward to catch him.

"Escort down, the others, and follow me down to the city."

Yang He still sat firmly on the high platform, overlooking the tragic scene under the city. Although the expression on his face has not changed, there is no such indifference in his heart. With so many lives, in their respective families, these people are the pillars of the family, and in today's war, I don't know how many people have been unable to break their homes, I don't know how many women have become widows, and how many children have become orphans.

Poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a spring boudoir dream.

"Commander, if you don't remove us, Wei Hui's army will die today!"

Liu Tinghe has already spoken with tears, his people are pioneers, and he himself is Weihui, these soldiers have been around for generations, and they are all familiar with each other.

Yang He couldn't bear to scold him anymore, and said softly: "General Liu, the soldiers and horses in Luoyang are no more than the two thousand guards of the palace, and the soldiers of the Henan Mansion add up to less than 10,000 people. We also have to defend a huge Luoyang city, as long as we climb the city wall, they will be finished, and victory is in sight. ”

Liu Tinghe was dumbfounded, showing an expression of disbelief, and roared: "Commander! It's too much to deceive people, aren't you, when we are three-year-olds? ”

"Bold! How dare you be rude to Lord Yang? ”

The personal soldiers brought by Yang He only recognize Yang He in his eyes, and these people don't care what kind of general soldier or general you are in the locality.

"When King Xiaofu opened the seal, there were more than 20,000 people in his department, and they were well-armed and brightly armored, and now they are recruiting homeless people, not to mention 100,000, you actually deceived us that there are only 10,000 people in Luoyang?"

Yang He changed color suddenly, he has been at home, reading, drinking and feasting every day, leisurely. Looking at King Fu's eyes, it is still the standard of vassal kings in the Wanli period, who knew that Zhu Yousong had raised so many soldiers and horses.

In fact, Liu Tinghe was also angry, and he didn't choose what to say, he just heard that Luoyang put up a banner and recruited displaced people, and casually said 100,000, which scared Yang He into fear.

"Where did you hear that what you say is true?"

Liu Tinghe's heart was weak for a while, and he said lightly: "King Xiaofu recruits homeless people, trains soldiers, and the whole of Henan, if anyone doesn't know, you can ask them." ”

The commanders of the Henan provinces behind him had a friendship with Liu Tinghe, and they all said for him: "It is true." ”

He only admitted that King Fu recruited rogue soldiers, but Yang He heard that it was true that 100,000 people were indeed true, and he was even more afraid. Secretly resented that he was not prepared, but only studied King Fu's subordinates, these superficial information.

In fact, he can't be blamed, the secret service of the imperial court, two factories and one guard is in the hands of Wei Zhongxian, and it is the hardest hit area of this purge of the eunuchs.

Those who have intelligence on them, the brocade guards, those who are in prison are in prison, and those who are beheaded are beheaded. Occasionally, a few fish slipped through the net, and they were also shivering at home, but they begged for no fault.

Yang He stabilized his mind, he also had 100,000 people under his command, in his opinion, as long as he broke through the city gate, his soldiers should be better than the homeless people who had been trained for several months, but this credit seemed to be not as easy as imagined.

Zhu Yousong glanced at the battlefield by himself, vomited wildly, and was already helped to the city.