It was a large, empty room, with six thick pillars standing in the corners and in the middle, supporting the tall roof.

There is not too much decoration in the house, and the dark wooden pillars on the white lime walls and the blue brick floor show that although this place is not as extravagant as the mansion compound, it is also a very regular official palace.

Look at the corners of the house again, there are several wooden shelves, long spears and short knives, rattan crossbows and crossbows on the shelves, insert a lot, bundles of weapons or scattered, or tightly tie, piled up everywhere, a huge "Wu" word dragon flying phoenix dance like hanging high on the wall facing the gate, almost occupy half of the wall, the black ink has been dim, the white cloth has been yellowed, close to the corner of the ground, faintly moist earth air eroded the white ash wall, colorful.

This is a martial arts hall, next to it, is the official hall of the garrison officer at the south gate of Datong, that is, the office, the two rooms are connected as a whole, and enter and exit through a wooden door.

Staying here, you can clearly hear the huge shouting and killing sound on the south gate city wall next to it, at this moment, the morning light has just dawned on the horizon, and the golden sunlight spreads from the horizon, sprinkling all over the city wall and beyond.

On the brick city wall as high as three feet and five feet, countless Jiang family soldiers are fighting for their lives, and the black iron cannons continue to spew flames, shooting iron bullets of different sizes into the distance, and the gunners **** their upper bodies, braving the arrows flying in the sky, sweating and filling the charge; Beside them, rows of archers hid behind the battlements, quickly stood up, shot an arrow at the city, and then quickly dodged back, relying on the stone battlements to block the reflection of the archers under the city; More foot soldiers either worked together to lift the huge rolling logs, shouted the trumpet and exerted their strength together, and threw down the city to kill the Qing army who climbed the city on the ladder, or they struggled to throw out ash bottles filled with quicklime one by one, and threw them at random to the crowded places below.

There were also people holding a pole of extremely long poles, and several people grabbed the tail end together, resisted the ladder that buckled the wall bricks, and propped the ladder alive like an open ship, so that the Qing army attached to it fell under the city in a scream.

Standing at the head of the city and looking out, the original dense spider web outside the south gate has turned into white ground, between the broken bricks and ruins, not even a single tree remains, and the black pressure of the flow of people is like a flood peak to the embankment, wave after wave, yellow, red, white, and blue armor are colorful, large and orderly, like a huge war machine, is crushing in an unstoppable situation.

According to the regulations of the Eight Banners, the soldiers of each flag are arrayed in the field, neatly arranged into a phalanx in the rear, and the flags are displayed in the array, the iron armor is solemn, and the fierce is fierce, the foot soldiers are in the center, the cavalry is on both sides, and the front and rear and left and right armies are returned to each of you, protecting the central important place.

With the Jurchen Eight Banners military formation as the core, the Mongolian Eight Banners and the Eight Banners of the Han Army were lined up in turn, according to the set order, the first attack on the city, one wave went up, tossed a storm under the city, and then slowly retreated, and the second wave immediately followed, and so on, the cycle repeated, endlessly.

This kind of wave-like siege method, from the morning before yesterday, except for two hours of rest every night, the rest of the time has not stopped, night lights, drums during the day, the Qing army's style of play is very clear, you Datong is not relying on the city wall thick? I'll consume you, there are so many of you, see who can consume whom!

Jiang Hao was tired and lying in the martial arts hall of the garrison officer at the south gate, he had used this place as a bedroom for three days, and when the army stopped every day, he came here to sleep for two hours, in order to resist the huge mental and physical consumption, because he was too tired and nervous, this morning, he overslept.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise nearby, the whole house trembled slightly, and the ash accumulated on the beams for many years slid down like a waterfall, sprinkling Jiang Jiu's body.

Jiang Hao woke up suddenly, and reflexively reached out to grab the long knife on the side of the shop, and as soon as he grabbed it, the knife did not leave his hand at all, and he held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

He was familiar with the loud noise, and he had heard it in the past three days.

This is the sound of fifteen catties of iron bullets fired by the red-clothed cannons of the Qing army artillery camp smashing on the city wall, the iron bullets were shot out by a sufficient amount of black powder with sparks, screaming across the sky, and hitting the south gate city wall, most of the circular bullet body will shatter the wall bricks and sink into the rammed earth, and the huge kinetic energy can shake the entire section of the city wall, making it tremble like a groan.

Just yesterday afternoon, a section of the wall between the second and third horse faces on the left side of the south gate, under the concentrated fire of several red-coated cannons, lasted for a day and a half, and finally could not bear it, and the rammed earth comparable to cement collapsed like tofu, revealing a large mouth four or five zhang wide.

Fortunately, only the upper half of the city wall was destroyed by the iron bullet, and the lower half of the wall was still more than two zhang high.

The defenders of the city immediately rushed up like ants, blocked the gap with their bodies, and the people behind hurriedly erected wooden fences, piled up bricks and stones, and fought to the death with the Qing army who set up ladders, while desperately building walls, and after paying hundreds of lives, they finally resolved a crisis and rebuilt a temporary city wall.

So at this time, when the roar of the red-clothed cannon sounded again, Jiang Hao was quickly awakened from his dream.

His eyelids were heavy, and his physical function told him that he should sleep again, but the strong sense of crisis in his consciousness prompted him to stand up, and he didn't even bother to care about the ashes on his body, and strode out of the house.

The moment the door was opened, the various sounds in the siege battle suddenly amplified a few points, and Jiang Hao shook his head, as if he was in a different world.

Not long ago, he was sitting comfortably on the soft couch of the General Soldier's Mansion listening to the drama and drinking tea, but today he died in the flames of the war, and the strong contrast made him a little uncomfortable, and he was also a little secretly apprehensive.

Originally, the Qing army attacked in a big way, which was expected, Jiang Hao almost killed the Manchus in Datong City to extinction, and also slaughtered all the Jurchens who could be caught in nearby states and counties.

But what is surprising is that Dolgon actually sent people to appease him in the name of the Qing emperor several times, saying that as long as Jiang Huangken surrenders, everything can be blamed for the past, and everyone can coexist peacefully and share the world.

Of course Jiang Hao refused to believe it, the old bird who had gone through the sea deeply doubted Dolgon's sincerity, since it had been reversed, there was no turning back, Zhao'an was a trap for fools, although Jiang Hao didn't read much, but he hadn't heard of anyone in history who rebelled and had a good death after being recruited.

So Dolgon was furious, and sent almost all the troops and generals who could be sent out near Beijing, headed by the British prince Azig, out of Shanxi, and recovered all the surrounding cities of Datong within more than ten days, and fell into a lonely city in Datong, surrounded by a large army.

In the first month or so, although the number of Qing troops was large, the number of trenches was heavy, and Datong was surrounded by water, but Jiang Hao had no fear, the city began to accumulate grain as early as a few years ago, and the grain in the warehouse was sharp, even if the Qing army surrounded it for a whole year, it didn't matter.

But since Azig received support from the Uzhen Chaoha battalion three days ago, the situation has taken a turn for the worse.

The Wuzhen Chaoha battalion brought ten red-coated cannons, all of which were heavy artillery with fifteen pounds of iron bullets, but because of the inconvenience of transportation, they delayed their arrival until three days ago.

Azig didn't even let them eat, and immediately transferred the artillery to the front line, lined up outside the most open south gate, intending to use this most powerful fist to penetrate the rock-solid city defense of Datong.

Jiang Jiu's good days came to an end.

Coming to the city wall, Jiang Xuan met his younger brother Jiang Xuan, who was covered in blood, his left shoulder was shot by a feather arrow, the shaft of the arrow had been removed, but the arrow remained in the flesh, "Bo Bo" was bubbling with blood, several personal soldiers pressed the wound with a white cloth, and carried him down to find Lang Zhong to treat the injury.

Seeing Jiang Xuan, Jiang Xuan, whose face was like white paper, grabbed his hand, trembled his lips, and spit out a word: "Urgent!" ”

Jiang Hao calmed his face, nodded, and said, "Let's go down to treat the injury first!" ”

Seeing a group of people hugging Jiang Xuan away, Jiang Xuan turned his face and went straight to the broken wall, where the cannon sound was the densest, obviously the Qing army was picking up soft persimmons and pinching, there was knocked down yesterday, and if it was hit again, maybe it would be broken.

While running, Jiang Jiu's mind had already begun to think about a way out.

(End of chapter)