Wang Dingguo, the general of the Kou army who was deceived into the west gate of Fengyang, along with hundreds of his soldiers, had no time to scream, and most of them were crushed into meat sauce by the falling boulders. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Dozens of frightened and lucky Kou soldiers collapsed to the ground.

With a trance, he looked at the two huge rocks blocking the west gate of Fengyang City not far behind him, and black and rich blood stains continued to overflow.

Suddenly, the arrows flew fast, the fire roared in unison, and with a muffled scream, the Kou army, who had not yet reacted, fell in a pool of blood one after another.

One of the crossbow arrows roared and sank into the abdomen of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Kou soldier, and the blood suddenly cracked, and dark red blood continued to spill out along the wound.

The Kou soldier who let out a terrible scream fell to the ground weakly, his palms pressed tightly against the wound, trying to suppress the blood from spilling.

The red eyes full of hatred stared at Han Yu who was standing on the stairs and shooting arrows.

Wounded several times by Han Yu with a crossbow arrow, Kou Jun planned to stand up with the help of his blade, but in the end, his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger, and he fell to the ground and lost his breath.

Han Yu's arm holding the crossbow arrow trembled constantly, looking at the dead corpse panting heavily, at this time his mind was blank, the sorrow before death and the desperate and resentful eyes, I am afraid that Han Yu will never be able to forget it for the rest of his life.

There were not many Kou soldiers who were lucky enough to survive, and they were suddenly attacked by the official army without defense, and they all turned into lifeless corpses in less than a moment.

"Calm down, Brother Han!"

led the troops to kill dozens of Kou soldiers and returned, Zhang Tanghuai, whose armor was covered with bloodstains, rushed to Han Yu's side with a miserable face and whispered to appease.

Looking at Brother Han's panicked appearance, Zhang Tanghuai did not underestimate it in the slightest, remembering that when he joined the battlefield and slashed the enemy army for the first time, he almost vomited the bile in his stomach.

Although the number of Kou soldiers killed was small, it severely dampened the morale of the Kou army, although it was a pity that it was not Kou Shou Zhang Xianzhong who was the first to rush into the city.

The city gate has been blocked by heavy boulders, and the only way for the Kou army to enter Fengyang City is to attack the city.

Although the number of officers and troops under Zhang Tanghuai is small, they are waiting for work, coupled with the high and deep pools of Fengyang City, and the firearms are complete, I believe that it should not be a problem to insist on the garrison Zhu Guoxiang and lead the troops to help.

At the same time, the many Kou troops who were blocked out of the city and crowded under the city head did not know what was happening inside the city.

But bad luck soon befell them.

The boiling oil that had already been boiled above the city poured down, and with a terrible wail and scream, dozens of Kou soldiers who could not dodge were burned by the skin and flesh, and fell to the ground in pain and rolled and wailed, as long as they touched it lightly, a large piece of cooked flesh and blood was suddenly separated, and the steaming white bones inside were clearly distinguishable.

The '10,000 enemies', a large explosive incendiary weapon that had been prepared for a long time, was thrown down at the same time as it was ignited.

The big guy weighing forty kilograms hit the heads of several unlucky Kou soldiers, and smashed red and white things scattered everywhere.

With the loud sound of the earth-shattering thunder, the earth shook slightly.

With the explosion of the '10,000 enemies' in the crowded pile of Kou soldiers, the flames soared into the sky for a while, instantly devouring a lot of Kou troops, and the people who fled in panic in the flames quickly ignited their companions around them, and the fire became bigger and bigger, and the painful screams of the companions before they died completely severed the nerves in their hearts at the end, and they didn't care about the soldiers who supervised the battle behind them, so they threw away their armor and turned around and fled for the first time.

It's just that the Kou army that ran a certain distance is not safe, and they are right within the firing range of the Franc plane's depression angle.

As the officer gave the order, the Franc machine, which had already been ready, let out a roaring roar, and for a while, the frightened fleeing Kou army under the city fell like harvested ears of wheat.

At the same time, the Hongyi cannon at the head of Fengyang City made a sky-shattering roar, and the whistling projectiles suddenly fell into the army of the Kou army headquarters in the distance, and the explosion produced a firelight that destroyed the sky, and with the violent explosion, many of the Kou troops who were caught off guard were directly bombarded into the sky.

The projectiles splashed by the explosion instantly killed and injured countless people, scattered stumps and broken arms everywhere, and even Zhang Xianzhong was rushed off his horse by the aftermath of the explosion of the shell, and fled to the rear in embarrassment with the support of the guards around him.

The cannon continued to fire, and a loud sound resounded through the sky.

The sudden sound of explosions in the west of the city made the officials and gentry who were drinking and enjoying themselves in the mansion and their faces crimson look at each other.

Fengyang garrison Zhu Guoxiang slapped the table suddenly, and the music around the beam in the hall came to an abrupt end.

"What the hell is going on!" Zhu Guoxiang, who felt bad, looked cold and asked outside.

"Lord Garrison, it's the sound of cannons from the West City Gate!" A soldier who was on duty outside hurriedly walked into the hall and knelt on the ground to report to Zhu Guoxiang.

"Is there really an enemy attack?" Zhu Guoxiang thought secretly in his heart.

Zhu Guoxiang suddenly thought that Zhang Tanghuai, the head of his subordinate at the beginning, had suggested that he should be careful to beware of the sneak attack of the Kou army, and it seems that he really said that he was right, and now the Kou army has arrived and is storming the West Gate.

Yan Rongxuan, the prefect of Fengyang, who was sitting on the main seat, looked flustered at this time, and even the wine from the wine glass stained his clothes without realizing it, although Yan Rongxuan was arrogant and domineering, he was not stupid, as soon as the artillery sounded, there must be a war, and the enemy who could rush to Fengyang, the central capital, was only Kou Jun.

And the most terrible thing is that Kou Jun hates the rich gentry the most, Yan Rongxuan, as the highest Fengyang prefect, doesn't even have a chance to surrender, thinking of Kou Jun's cruel methods, Yan Rongxuan doesn't feel cold all over, and the sweet wine he just swallowed is extremely disgusting at this time.

What's more, the Kou army is growing stronger and stronger, with tens of thousands of people at every turn, since the other party dares to besiege Fengyang, it means that the troops are sufficient, and the defenders stationed in Fengyang at this time are less than 5,000, plus the old, weak, sick and disabled, and the quota of empty salaries, whether it can block the crazy attacking Kou army, the prefect Yan Rongxuan really has no bottom in his heart, and looks at Zhu Guozheng, the garrison of Fengyang, who usually does not pay attention to it at all.

"It seems that the wolf smoke in Huoqiu and other prefectures and counties a few days ago is not a false alarm, if Lord Zhu is sent, this official should obey it!"

Fengyang Tongzhi, who was sitting on the side, stood up, hugged his fist to Zhu Guoxiang, and said very respectfully.

Fengyang is also smart, the soldiers are approaching in front of him, whether he can hold Fengyang depends on guarding Zhu Guoxiang, now is not the time to put on his official authority, so he naturally has a very respectful and polite attitude.

The garrison Zhu Guozheng didn't think so much, but the enemy was obviously prepared, I am afraid that there are already a lot of Kou troops in Fengyang City, and the consequences of internal and external attacks are unimaginable.

Although the person guarding the west gate at this time was Zhang Tanghuai, Zhu Guozheng's most valued subordinate, but he only had a hundred people under him, how to resist an unknown number of enemy troops, I am afraid that Fengyang West City will be in danger as soon as the cannon sounds.

Zhu Guozheng regretted that he didn't listen to Zhang Tanghuai's advice, but now is not the time to regret it.

Fengyang garrison Zhu Guo had a straight face, and immediately ordered the officers around him: "Immediately mobilize all the troops and horses to meet the enemy at the head of Xicheng City, and those who do not arrive will be killed immediately when they hear the order!" ”

"No!" Yan Rongxuan, the prefect who was sitting on the throne in a panic, suddenly stood up and spoke to stop him, "Zhu Guozheng, as a garrison, you must give priority to ensuring the safety of the whole family of this official!" ”

Garrison Zhu Guozheng was furious in his heart, but the other party was the prefect of Fengyang, but he didn't dare to offend, he resisted the urge to kill this rotten Confucian, and clasped his fists and said eagerly: "The military situation in the west of the city is urgent, and we must rush to the aid immediately, if the city is broken and the streets are fighting, Fengyang is in danger!" ”

Seeing that the prefect's face was still full of hesitation, Zhu Guozheng said coldly in an accentuated tone: "The death of the last general is small, if the city is broken and the emperor's tomb is damaged, we will be connected to the nine clans!" ”

"Mr. Chen Qian, you take two hundred soldiers to station in the mansion, and the rest of the people will follow me to help Xicheng immediately!"

Even if Zhu Guozheng was unwilling in his heart, he didn't dare to transfer all the armor soldiers in the city, and it was more than enough for two hundred armor soldiers to protect the mansion, if he couldn't guard the Fengyang City Gate, it would be useless to stay with three thousand soldiers.

"Yes!" A group of officers standing in the hall, armed with swords and armor, shouted their orders.

At this time, the cannon sound of the west gate of Fengyang was rising, and the anxious garrison Zhu Guozheng hung in his heart, for fear that the cannon would suddenly stop, if that was the case, it would mean that the west of the city had fallen.

The garrison Zhu Guozheng turned over his horse, took the blade handed over by the guards around him, and ordered the whole army to advance as soon as possible.

In fact, at this time, there were not many armor soldiers around Zhu Guozheng, except for the two hundred armor soldiers guarding the mansion, there were less than 500 people around him.

As they progressed, they were joined by orders to join the team.

Although the number of officers and soldiers increased considerably, it soon reached more than 1,000 people.

It's just that there are many soldiers who were originally stationed in the barracks, and there are many who sneak out to look for flowers and willows, drink heartily, and there are not a few who are full of alcohol and have vain steps.

If it was usual, it would be fine, but at this critical moment, the garrison Zhu Guozheng was suddenly furious, and killed several drunk and hazy officers with a knife in his hand, which suddenly frightened a group of soldiers who were covered in cold sweat, and many people were drunk and sobered up a lot.

Whoosh!

The garrison Zhu Guozheng led the army to the intersection of the street, and suddenly there was a sharp whistling of arrows breaking through the air.

"Enemy attack, be careful!"

Before the words fell, dozens of arrows had already whirled, and more than 20 Ming soldiers were hit by arrows and fell in a pool of blood.

The guard, who had previously reminded Zhu Guozheng to be careful, was pierced through his throat by a galloping arrow, and fell to the ground with a whimper.