In the Beixinkou Fortress, Zhang Dou watched expressionlessly as the Jurchens mixed in the middle of the Han people, stepping on the ice and marching in this direction.

Many barefoot Han Chinese kept falling on the ice, and once again got up and headed for the fortress.

There were many old men and women among them, and a slow-walking Han man was cut off by a Jurchen armor soldier. The rest of the Han people did not dare to delay, lowered their heads and did not look at the hideous cannons on the fortress, and tried to move forward.

"Let's get started!" As soon as Zhang Dou gave the order, a row of Jurchens appeared on the fortress, and behind them stood the Changxing army with steel knives.

Ujiyan knelt on the wall of the fortress, his heart was extremely complicated. A few years ago, he took his old brothers to rush into the Han village to burn and loot, why did he lose his head like those mud knicks after a few years?

He also saw the Jurchen armor soldiers who drove the people forward, and at this moment he fully understood the methods of the Ming army. This is to use their heads to deter those Jurchen generals who dare to arrest Han people as cannon fodder, they can kill the Han people, they must have the consciousness of being killed by the Han people.

The attacking Jurchens also saw the kneeling Jurchens on the fortress, and they stopped when they saw an old man with his head cut off.

Ulamu looked at the Jurchens who had been killed, and his heart was furious. When he saw the smile on the face of the Han people, he finally broke out. He rushed into the Han and killed five Han people in a row, and the rest of the Han people fled in panic.

However, the Changxing army on the fortress was not ambiguous, the heads of the five Jurchens were cut off and hung at the head of the city, and the corpses were thrown off the fortress.

Amin, who was watching the battle from the rear, was trembling with anger, when had the Jurchens been threatened. They were the only ones who threatened others, and Zhang Dou was humiliating him by daring to kill the Jurchens in front of him.

He said coldly: "Send mud to attack the city again!" ”

His goshha said cautiously: "Lord Belle! There are our people on the fortress, in case it spreads to Shengjing......"

"Didn't you hear what I said? Do you need to be reminded? Amin turned around and gave Goshha a whip, knowing very well the consequences of doing so.

If he hadn't captured Changsheng Island, his fate would have been worse than that of Huang Taiji. Huang Taiji can at least hold Fuzhou, and he doesn't let Changsheng Island suffer too badly. He has only been in office for less than a month, and not only did he use the people as cannon fodder, but he was also arrested by Changsheng Island to go to so many Jurchens. This is the unforgivable sin, and only by capturing Immortal Island can he make up for the mistakes he has made.

So Amin was ruthless and ordered that regardless of the life or death of the Jurchens, they would take Changsheng Island first.

As soon as Amin's order was issued, it caused dissatisfaction among many Jurchens. They all have families in the vicinity of Fuzhou, and the Han people can capture other people's family members, as well as their parents and brothers.

But on Amin's orders, the men began an all-out attack.

The fortress was not idle, and when they saw that the Jurchens did not stop attacking, they also began to behead round after round in the fortress.

The fortress was soon filled with hundreds of human heads, and Li Zhu came to Zhang Dou and said, "Handsome! All the men have been killed, and only the women and children are left! ”

Zhang Doutou didn't reply and said, "What? Relented? They are just a herd of animals, and if they don't kill them, they will be cold and will plague the people. You have to remember! Never reason with the animals, and if you are not happy, you will beat them with a stick! Do you understand? ”

"Yes!" Li Zhu said yes and went back to prepare.

Soon there was a woman's scream from the fortress, and a hundred and ten Jurchen women were stripped naked, hooked to their shoulder blades with iron hooks, and hung around the fortress.

They screamed and begged for mercy, but to no avail. The blood from their bodies was quickly frozen by the cold wind, and some of them gradually turned rose-red, and the women seemed to be asleep, drifting in the wind on the fortress.

When a Jurchen soldier saw a child also hanging in the air, he could no longer control himself. Ignoring the others, he rushed to the fortress.

He cried as he ran: "Little Jituo! Amma has come to save you, hold on a little longer! ……”

A bang knocked the Jurchen soldier to the ground, and he fell headlong to the ground. Ignoring the wounds on his body, he still tried to crawl forward.

There was a long trail of blood behind him, and he finally used all his strength to stop. Before he died, he remembered the baby who was cut in two by him, maybe this is retribution!

Li Zhu decisively ordered to open fire when the enemy entered the 100-step range of the fortress. According to the Great Shuai, as long as anyone dares to attack Immortal Island, they are enemies.

As long as these people attack Eternal Island, then they are the enemies of Eternal Island. Pieces of scattered bullets swept towards the enemy, and neither the common people nor the Jurchen armor soldiers could stop the metal storm.

After a volley, hundreds of people fell on the way to attack the fortress. The sound of the gun sounded sparsely, but every time the gun sounded, a Jurchen armored soldier fell.

In the fortress, Li Zhu walked back and forth in the rifled firecracker's hand, "Hit on time, aim at the pointed armor soldier on the helmet and hit Lao Tzu hard." The big handsome can say, you have to beat him up to deal with a beast like Jiannu, otherwise he will keep screaming! ”

These people were holding rifled firearms made by Changsheng Island itself, and although the production was very small, they were still equipped into the hands of some veterans.

The range of 150 paces is almost equal to that of small-caliber artillery, and they can calmly aim and fire on the bastion, reload and fire.

Many of the Jurchens who were mixed with the people were killed by them, and they affectionately called the new-style fire guns in their hands immortal guns.

After paving a bloody path with the corpses, the Jurchens finally approached the fortress. The large and small artillery on the fortress began to aim at the enemy in the distance, and the Changxing army also aimed its guns at the people who climbed the fortress.

Under the blow of crossfire, few people were able to climb the bastion. Occasionally, a brave Jurchen landed on the fortress and was poked to the ground by the spear and shield soldiers guarding it.

A burst of grenades completely emptied a tall area under the fortress, and stumps and severed arms were everywhere. Many people consciously avoid this place and continue to attack from other places.

Tubel was dressed in three layers of armor, and he had a steel knife in his mouth. Holding a shield in one hand and a ladder in the other, he climbed up.

It was really not a human thing to carry a steel knife in his mouth on a cold winter day, and he felt that his tongue was unconscious. His lips were also frozen on the steel knife, and even now he loosened his mouth, the steel knife would not fall.

Seeing an opportunity, he jumped up the ladder, and in a few steps he was halfway up the ladder. A fiery gun was aimed at him, and years of fighting had developed an instinct for him, and Tubil shielded himself with the shield in his right hand.

"Bang!" With a bang, the shield in his hand was knocked away. The buckshot pierced the shield and then changed direction and passed through his waist. Tubil almost fell off the ladder, but he clung to it to maintain his balance.