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At this time, as Li Yuanqing expected, the atmosphere in the old slave's tent did not seem to be very harmonious. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Dozens of Eight Banner generals were divided into left and right, concentrating and holding their breath, and they didn't dare to breathe.

It was Dolgon and Dordor, who were the most favored by the old slave, these two little boys, who didn't dare to talk much, honestly stayed behind the old slave's ass, and carefully looked at the group of people around them.

In the middle, Abatai knelt on the ground, his face full of remorse.

He originally wanted to sneak attack the fleet of the three divisions of Lushun, attack back and forth, cut off the retreat of the Ming army, and form a situation of catching turtles in the urn, who would have thought that the Ming army reacted extremely fiercely, not only did the more than 200 warriors under his command feed the fish belly, but also made the Ming army obviously more vigilant, and it was difficult to find this kind of opportunity.

Abatai was not favored in the first place, and there were only a few Niu Lu under his command, and these more than 200 people may not be anything to Big Baylor like Amin, Mang Gurtai, and Huang Taiji, but to him, it was like killing him.

In addition, because of his insistence, the Houjin army only made a feint this morning, and did not really launch an offensive, wasting a morning in vain.

At this time, it was almost afternoon, and the sun had reached its most poisonous time, and the offensive of the Houjin army could only be delayed further.

"Khan Amma, the son is guilty." Abatai felt that he was like a walking corpse at this time, all his ambitions, all his dreams, in the face of this bloody reality at this moment, he was completely beaten, and he had to be laughed at by these brothers and nephews.

The old slave's eyelids rolled slightly, and he didn't move.

Originally, he also thought that Lushun was just a small city, and it wouldn't take much time or strength to take it soon, and at that time, he would go to Liaodong by the way, destroy Mao Wenlong together, and have a good New Year.

But he didn't expect that this small town would now bring him so much trouble.

His two sons, Amin and Abatai, had suffered a heavy defeat under the city, and the morale of the entire army was not good now.

After a long time, the old slave's eyes narrowed slightly, "Old Seven, you get up." ”

"Yes. Sheikhan Amma. As if he had been granted amnesty, Abatai hurriedly and cautiously got up and stepped aside.

It's not that he doesn't want to be glared at by his brothers and nephews anymore, and that's even worse than killing him.

The old slave tapped his fingers lightly and glanced at everyone, "What do you think about Arthur City?" ”

has come to this point, and these princes and nobles of Houjin also understand that although Lushun City is small, it is by no means a soft persimmon, and it is not so simple to make meritorious contributions and prestige with Lushun City.

Dai Shan thought about it for a while, and said carefully: "Khan Ama, although Lushun City is small, it has all kinds of organs. It's hard for us to find any flaws. At the moment, the only way to do it is to attack. Even if you have to lose some warriors, you must take Arthur City as soon as possible to boost the morale of the army. ”

The old slave nodded, looked at the others again, and finally, his gaze fell on Huang Taiji's body, "Old eight, what do you think?" ”

Huang Taiji hurriedly and cautiously said: "Khan Ama, Erchen also agrees with the second brother's statement. Arthur City must be taken as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will be disadvantageous to our army. ”

Mang Gurtai also hurriedly said: "Khan Ama, the son is willing to be the vanguard." ”

The old slave nodded slowly, "Tomorrow morning." Today, you are going your separate ways. Before noon tomorrow, we will go to Arthur City for lunch. ”

"Yes."

The surrounding Eight Banner generals fell to their knees in an uproar.

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Throughout the afternoon, the Houjin army did not attack the city, and the Ming army also had plenty of time to rest and eat a meal in peace.

But since the evening, the Houjin battle array began to move, a large number of Han slaves were driven and began to continue to push the earth, and even, many Houjin soldiers also began to carry sandbags and joined the bulldozing team.

"Tartar, I can't help it. It seems that tomorrow morning is the time to do it. Zhang Pan clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of excitement.

Chen Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief, "It's finally coming." ”

Li Yuanqing smiled, "It seems that the Tartars have no other way but to choose to attack." That's good, too. It's all painful, save the trouble. Two brothers, I can't sleep tonight, I'll hand it over to you, and I'll check all aspects of the defense. ”

Zhang Pan nodded hurriedly, "Yuanqing, you can get busy." At the head of the city, let Lao Chen keep an eye on it here. I'm going to check the catapults. ”

Chen Zhong couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You all go." I'm just staring at it. ”

The three of them looked at each other, all smiled, and went about their own things.

At this time, Li Yuanqing's understanding of the defense of Lushun City was a large-scale and lethal weapon, otherwise, with a mere flesh and blood, he would not be able to resist the elite soldiers of Houjin who were several times his own.

Although all the previous work has been prepared, but the big war is coming, Li Yuanqing is still a little worried, everything he has to check in person, sharpen his guns in battle, and he is not happy.

There will be a big battle tomorrow, Li Yuanqing also informed Zhang Pan and Chen Zhong, dinner, everyone increased the portion, all kinds of meat, and no longer spared, let the sons and daughters eat at one time.

The night passed quickly in an orderly compactness, and the next morning, the sun had just revealed a small half of its face, and the battle formation of the Houjin army began to make big moves.

The yellow flag, the yellow flag, the white flag, the red flag, the red flag, the blue flag, the blue flag, the blue flag, the various departments began to move rapidly, and soon, they advanced to the front line of the battlefield.

Zhang Pan squinted his eyes and carefully observed the numbers of the various departments of the Houjin Army, "It seems that today should be the main attack of the Zhenglan Banner and the Blue Flag, and there will be no less than 10 Niu Lu." ”

Li Yuanqing's face was grim, even if he hadn't slept all night, his spirit was excellent, "Look at this posture, it won't take half an hour for them to launch an offensive." Inform the firefighters, cook quickly, no matter what the Tartars want to do, our sons, we must fill our stomachs first. ”

Chen Zhong nodded, "Today, it must be a fierce battle. Let's keep our spirits up. ”

Soon, the city was up and running.

As the sky grew brighter and brighter, the sun was completely exposed to the eastern coast, and not far away, the Houjin army also had breakfast and officially began to attack the city of Arthur.

With a low sound of antlers, in front, there was still a boundless herd of Han slaves, but this time the scale was much larger, I am afraid that there would be two or three thousand people.

Behind, there was almost no reservation, and there were about 5 soldiers with blue flags and blue flags from Niu Lu, who rushed towards the city of Arthur.

Most of the Han slaves were light-colored and gray cloth robes, while the soldiers with blue flags and blue flags were all dark uniforms and armor.

Standing at the top of the city, it looks like a swarm of dark ants, driving away a swarm of light-colored ants and swarming forward.

It would be unwise to put them closer in such a large-scale offensive.

They were probably still 500 paces away, and the catapults and slingshots on the top of the city had already begun to move.

Chen Changyou held the order flag high, "Put." ”

In a moment, a row of black clay pots and clay pots swarmed and fell forward.

After a while, the clay pots and clay pots fell to the ground one after another, shattering to the ground, revealing large areas of black debris and particles.

"Put."

It seems that the Ming army in the city is panicked, no matter whether there is anyone or not, they just smash things out first.

Countless clay pots and clay pots exploded in front of the Han slaves.

Seeing that this was not the same lethal weapon as before, these Han slaves were much more relieved, carrying sandbags and continuing to rush under the city wall.

Behind them, the Jin soldiers, although they didn't understand what tricks the Ming army was playing, but these clay pots and clay pots were not very lethal, as long as they were not directly hit in the head, it was difficult to be fatal, and it also made them feel a lot more at ease, and quickly urged these Han slaves forward.

The clay pots and clay pots at the head of the city were still attacking, and at this time, the Han slaves and Houjin soldiers had rushed to a distance of 50 paces.

The three birds and archers had already been prepared, and under the orders of their respective officers, they would strike at the Han slaves under the city in an orderly manner.

These Han slaves also learned well, and when they reached a similar position, they dropped their sandbags and ran in both directions, so that even the Houjin army behind them did not have time to pursue them.

Soon, a jagged wall of sandbags was erected within a 50-step radius to provide support for the Houjin soldiers behind them.

After a short time, the Houjin soldiers rushed to the sandbag wall and began to use bows and arrows to shoot at the Ming army in the city.

But obviously, it was still the bird gun that had a faster rate of fire and stronger lethality, and these Houjin archers who were directly pressed could not raise their heads, so they could only throw them to a high place, relying on luck to kill and injure the Ming army.

And behind them, two more Niu Lu and Houjin soldiers in armor rushed over.

Around them, there were hundreds of young and strong auxiliary soldiers, carrying more than a dozen ladders, and even many auxiliary soldiers were wearing cotton armor.

"Golden juice and oil, rolling wood and stone. It's all ready for Lao Tzu. Zhang Pan couldn't help but shout loudly.

At this point, no one can not be nervous.

Li Yuanqing also clinged closely to the battlement, carefully probing the movements under the city.

Even if the Houjin army lacks long-range firepower, but within a range of 50 steps, their projectile method can also form a threat, just now, there was a feather arrow, which fell next to Li Yuanqing, if it wasn't for Li Yuanqing's quick reaction, he would have been hit.

At this time, the two Houjin soldiers of Niu Lu had already approached the range of 100 paces and were quickly converging towards the sandbag defense line.

Li Yuanqing also saw it clearly, they were all wearing iron armor outside, wearing heart guards, and their shoulders, wrists, elbows, and knees were also protected by iron armor, and it was not an exaggeration to say that they were heavy armored soldiers.

And the auxiliaries around them are all strong.

"Yuanqing, Tartar is going to be desperate. These two oxen must not be let up. Chen Zhong quickly leaned over to Li Yuanqing's side.

Li Yuanqing nodded vigorously.

These 2 Houjin soldiers of Niu Lu are simply armed to the teeth, just by looking at their appearance, they know that they must be elites, if they go to the city, there are no 1,800 people, and the Ming army will not be able to cope with it at all.

At this point, Li Yuanqing couldn't keep it anymore, and whispered to Huang Guoshan on the side: "Gold juice and fire oil bombs are ready." ”

"Yes." Huang Guoshan hurriedly went behind him to pass the word.

Soon, the Houjin elites of these two Niu Lu had already come to the sandbag wall of 50 steps, and the surrounding Houjin archers also came to the strength and increased their archery intensity.

The archers and birds of the Ming army at the head of the city did not show weakness at all, and fought back against them under the rain of arrows.

But these Houjin elites are very thickly armored, and unless the Ming army bird soldiers shoot their vital points, it is difficult to kill them.

Seeing them getting closer and closer, Junko was also anxious, and shouted desperately: "Shoot their legs." Don't let them come. ”

The Birdmen lowered their targets and began to shoot at the legs of these Houjin elites, hoping to stop them.

For a while, the sound of birds in my ears was endless.

But Li Yuanqing saw that according to the current bird gun technology, in such a state, the bird gun soldiers were already weak. Not to mention these archers.

At this time, Huang Guoshan rushed over, "General, the gold juice and fire oil bombs are ready." ”

Li Yuanqing smiled hideously, "Let's start." ”

"Yes."

In a moment, "whoosh", more than a dozen swarthy clay pots actually fell into these Houjin elite arrays.

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