The 360 mountains are exhausted, and the heroes are at the end

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And the reason why this miracle occurred is inseparable from Lian Zining.

During these three days, he ate and lived on the city wall, and when he was hungry, he ate a big pot of rice with his soldiers, and when he was thirsty, he drank cold raw water together, and when he was sleepy, he could still sleep soundly when he leaned on the battlements of the city wall.

In between battles, he would go to the soldiers, pat this one on the shoulder, and talk and laugh with that one, and anyone with political intelligence could see that he was buying people's hearts. But the people of this era, these simple soldiers, eat this set the most, I don't know how many people were moved by him with tears.

And these dozens of martial arts disciples under the Yan Sect of Liu Sheng Sect are regarded by him as a reserve-like existence, whenever there is a gap in the city wall somewhere, and the soldiers are not supported, this reserve team will appear there. With the super combat effectiveness of these dozens of disciples under the Yan Sect of Liu Sheng Sect, they can quickly save the situation locally, and these days, the Jurchen soldiers who died under their hands are afraid that there are no less than a thousand.

And the price paid was that five people were killed in battle, and the rest were almost all wounded.

Not to mention them, even Lian Zining personally went into battle, killing more than a dozen Jurchen Tartars with a big gun, and he himself was also grazed open by a Jurchen centurion's mace on his arm.

But Lian Zining went to the front line in person and fought to the death, but it greatly inspired all the soldiers, not only the soldiers of Wu Yi, but even the soldiers of Jingwei and Shenwu Right Guard, all of whom used their last strength to fight to the death. Whenever they were exhausted, they would look up at the banner embroidered with 'Wu Yi Bolian' that was hunting and flying in the wind, and look at the person under the banner who stood like a javelin, and they would immediately regain the courage and confidence to fight.

So Xi Shenwei was so miraculous and kept it.

However, it is almost impossible to hold on.

In the four-day battle, the defenders in the city have suffered more than half of the casualties, and there are more than 20,000 wounded soldiers in Jingwei, and now there are more than 6,000 left. There are less than two thousand left of the five thousand six hundred soldiers of the Shenwu Right Guard, and the giant shield and axe soldiers who were once leaned on the Great Wall are now less than one hundred and fifty. Even the Wu Yi Army, which has the strongest combat effectiveness, has already killed more than 2,000 in battle, with more than half killed and wounded, and less than half of them still have combat strength.

Because of the lack of a moat, the Jurchens were only able to bleed and inflict some damage on the Jurchens during the period before they approached the city walls, and only the three shots of the flintlock pistol, which began two hundred meters away, could bleed them and inflict some damage. The battle loss ratio between the two sides is constantly approaching, on the first day, every Ming army killed ten Jurchen soldiers, and now, this ratio is close to one to three, and it is constantly approaching.

In other words, the Jurchen camp on the opposite side has at least more than 50,000 combatable soldiers at this time!

Such a huge disparity in strength even made Lian Zining feel a little desperate.

No matter how much the potential is stimulated, no matter how good the soldiers are, the strength is here, and it can't be changed.

"Mighty! The flat sand is boundless, there are no people, the river lingers, and the mountains are disputed. Gloomy and miserable, the wind is sad and the sun is shining. The grass is dry, and the frost is like a morning. Birds can't fly, and beasts die in groups. The pavilion chief told Yu: "This ancient battlefield is also. Often overcomes the three armies, often ghosts cry, and the sky is cloudy. ”

Sad! Qin Zhen? Han Zhen? Will it be modern? I heard that my husband Qi Wei was recruited, Jing Han was recruited, ran thousands of miles, and was exposed year after year. Sand grass morning pasture, river ice night crossing; The earth is wide and the sky is long, and there is no way back. Parasitic blade, who will sue? Qin and Han dynasties, eventful; Zhongzhou is depleted, and there is no world. In ancient times, it was called Rongxia, and it did not resist the king. Culture and education are lost, and military ministers use strange; Strange soldiers are different from benevolence and righteousness, and the royal road is broad and incomprehensible. ”

Lian Zining held the battlements of the city wall with his hand, looked at the turbulent Songhua River in the distance, and groaned. A strong wind struck, and rolled up his hey, and the hunt flew away.

"What are you singing?" Dressed in a light half-body armor carved with wisteria flowers, and holding a two-meter-long giant sword in her hand, Qi Wei gently stabbed Eli Nona next to her with the tip of her elbow and asked in a low voice.

Her armor had just been scrubbed, and it was still as clean as new, spotless, with a cold copper color. But on the big sword in his hand, there were layers of black-brown bloodstains, and fresh blood beads were still rolling down from above.

"Adults aren't singing!" Chikuzen Hakume Tachibana Chiyo's Ji military general is also covered in blood, her left arm is hung on her chest with a suspender, the front of her forearm is wrapped in a bandage, and her white and pure little face is also covered with bloodstains, she stared at Lian Zining's back, her eyes were full of obsession. He whispered, "Your Excellency is reciting!" ”

"Recitation? What is recitation? Qi Wei's Chinese skills obviously don't understand this word yet.

"It's just reading an article!" Eri Nona explained: "The article recited by the adults, called the Hanging Ancient Battlefield Text, was written by a famous literati in the Tang Dynasty. ”

She was afraid that Qi Wei wouldn't understand, so she added: "It tells the story of the tragic battle that took place on the ancient battlefield." ”

"Oh!" Qi Wei replied as if she didn't understand.

Lian Zining's voice gradually deepened, he turned around, and just happened to look at Jiang Li Ye Na, Lian Zi Ning smiled gently at her, Jiang Li Ye Na was a little embarrassed, her face flushed, and she quickly turned her head sideways.

Lian Zining sighed, walked over, reached out and gently held her injured arm and rubbed it, and said softly, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Being so intimate with him in front of everyone, Jiang Li Nona's face flushed, and she lowered her head and shook it gently.

Lian Zining felt a touch of tenderness in his heart, he raised his hand and gently wiped away a trace of blood on his face for Ye Na.

Ye Nai's arm was injured because of herself, if she hadn't used her arm to block the iron bone duo of the Jurchen Ten Masters who attacked her, I was afraid that she would have been fired and killed. And Nona also paid the price of having her arm broken because of this, and she let her stay in the city lord's mansion to recuperate from her injuries, but she insisted on refusing.

Beauty is affectionate, how can it be repaid?

It's just that I still have a chance to repay it?

Lian Zining smiled bitterly, turned to Liu Shengzong on the side, and said sternly: "Liu Sheng, this time, I want to involve your master and apprentice to accompany Lian Mou to be buried here!" ”

"Why did Uncle say that?" Yanagi Zongyan is indeed a family demeanor, such a tragic battle, it seems that he can't be moved, he is dressed in white linen and dusty, but the katana in his hand has already killed at least fifty Jurchen Tartars. Liu Shengzong raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I have to thank my uncle next!" In the past, when I was in Fuso, when I saw the daimyo fighting each other, thousands of people called themselves the battle of the end of the world, but under the small pattern of Fusang and so on, it was really taken seriously! Now that I think about it, it's ridiculous and pitiful. It wasn't until Lord Feng ordered him to come to the Ming Dynasty and come to the Heavenly Empire, and he didn't know what the weather of the Celestial Empire was and what was the great power. It is an honor for us warriors to be able to die on the battlefield of hundreds of thousands of troops of the Ming and Jurchens, and to be accompanied by so many heroic souls! If there are no adults, I will either be a lackey for those pig-like Daming, or I will die at the head of the bed. How can there be such a generous and heroic death! ”

The more he spoke, the more intense it became, his voice was sonorous, and this Liu Sheng, who had always been indifferent, rarely showed his edge, and the whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, which made people dare not force their eyes.

Lian Zining looked around and saw that these disciples of Liu Sheng Zongyan were all like this.

He was silent for a moment and smiled slightly: "Everyone Yanagi, if someone is still alive after this war, it will definitely live up to you!" ”

He turned to the side again, and the city wall on this side was full of people, and they were also the whole city, and there were not many people left to stand.

There are about a thousand of them, Sicilians, Spaniards, Swiss and Portuguese, and of course, many more big celebrities. Some of them wore plate armor, some wore chain mail, some wore light half-body armor, and some wore the cotton armor of the Ming army. The weapons in the hand are also varied, but the most common is an axe gun about three meters long, this axe gun, similar to a miniature version of the euphorbia, but thicker, heavier axe, more weighty, and more powerful in melee combat.

These strange troops with black hair, black glasses, and blue-eyed blonde hair are the last team in Lian Zining's hands that is still combat-ready-the Ordnance Bureau.

Of them, less than a hundred were Sicilian thugs under Gonzalez, and the rest were blacksmiths recruited by the Wu Yi Army in various places.

By this time, they were all in armor, took up their weapons, and were ready to fight at any moment.

Lian Zining stood in front of them, his eyes scanned everyone, and everyone he saw raised his head and straightened his waist.

Lian Zining sighed in his heart, this scene was the last thing he wanted to see.

These craftsmen of the Ordnance Bureau are the most valuable wealth in his eyes, and the great power of firearms in this battle confirms this, and he is not willing to let them be damaged a little. But the situation is like this, if it can't be stopped this time, Wu Yijun is gone, what's the point of saying anything else?

Lian Zining's gaze finally fell on Gonzalez, stared at him and asked, "Lao Gang, the daughter-in-law you just married, are you willing to give it up?" ”

Gonzalez pressed his hand to his chest, bent down and said, "Glory is our lives!" ”

Lian Zining smiled and patted him on the shoulder, but did not speak,

Jurchen camp.

"General, you can't fight like this anymore!" Amin said anxiously towards Gangyi, because of the excitement, one of his faces flushed, and his eyes were bloodshot.

There were only a few people in the big tent, sitting on the seats resolutely, with their elbows propped on the armrests of the chairs, their hands supporting their foreheads, and their whole clothes looked tired and decadent.

"Yes, General, we have already wasted too many troops under Xishenwei, and if we continue to fight like this, even if we capture Xishenwei, we will not be able to sweep away other places. There's no point in going on like this! Zilharang echoed as well. The Jurchens have only been established for a few decades, and these aristocratic classes still retain some simplicity and directness, and their speech is not twisted and round, but very direct.

Erle and Ze sat in the corner, watching them talk, just staring at them and muffling themselves. He had a thick gauze wrapped around his arm, no armor on it, and a thick gauze wrapped around his right shoulder to his left waist, faintly showing blood. This is a great gift given to him by the Wu Yi army at the head of the city when attacking Xishenwei, the war has reached such an extent, even the officers of the commander level such as Erle and Ze are personally put into battle, he is infinitely powerful, tall and strong, he was originally a fierce general on the battlefield with one as ten or even one as a hundred, who would have thought that he had encountered a hard stubble in Xishenwei.

He went into battle in person twice, the first time was after killing and injuring more than ten Wu Yi soldiers, he was targeted, seventeen or eighteen Wu Yi army's spears stabbed together, and he opened more than a dozen bloody wounds in his chest on the spot, and the blood flowed like an infusion, if it weren't for the well-armored armor on his body and the wound was not deep, he would have to go to see the king of Hades this time.

After going up for the second time, he fought with a god-like fat man for a few rounds, and the tip of the axe of the halberd of the family rubbed it on his arm.

Although he is brave and ruthless, the premise is that his family can win, and this battle is the first time that he has fought so aggrieved.

Gangyi slowly raised his head, compared to the high-spirited general Zhengnan a few days ago, at this time, he seemed to be several years old, revealing very tired, only a pair of eyes, but still shining.

"No, it makes sense!" Gang shook his head resolutely, and said slowly but firmly: "We Haixi Jurchens have nearly 600,000 people, and if we go to the deep mountains and old forests to catch some of those wild Jurchens who refuse to be attached, we can always make up 700,000 people, 700,000 people, that is, 350,000 men." We Jurchens, after the age of twelve, can fight with the army, they are a teenager, and slaughtering those Han people is like a lamb. This time, we will bring out 150,000, even if these are explained here, the Hui clan will be able to pull out an army of 100,000 immediately! There is only one hard nail in the entire south of the Songhua River, as long as this nail is pulled out, the prefectures and counties below do not need to be attacked at all, and those Han people will either surrender or flee by themselves, and it will not cost much military strength at all! When the time comes, the thousands of miles of fertile fields in the south of the Yangtze River will be ours! We can also use this to surpass the Jianzhou Department and become the most powerful of the three Jurchens! ……”

Speaking of this, he stopped talking, and said: "There is another important reason, that Lian Zining!" ”

At this point, Amin and Zilharang have come to their senses.

"After these days of fighting, I can also see that Lian Zining is as cunning as a fox, fierce as a tiger, and tough as iron, such an opponent is really my Jurchen rival! Not to mention anything else, even if we Jurchens can't get anything when we go south this time, as long as we slaughter him, without him to guard Xishenwei, we won't come if we want to come in the future, and we can leave if we want, this land south of the Yangtze River is in our bag after all! This time, the Xishen guard defenders are already exhausted, and it is the best opportunity to kill him, if you miss this time, in the future, you don't know when you will wait! ”

That is, in the face of Amin and Zilharang, the hope of the future of the two Haixi Jurchens, if they were replaced by ordinary generals, Gangyi would have roughly ordered them to be directly executed, where would they waste so many words with them?

And apparently, he persuaded Amin and Zilharang.

Resolutely, Huo Ran got up: "Zilharang, you are wounded, I order you to lead two thousand light cavalry and one thousand armored cavalry, and patrol within 500 steps near the city gate." These Han generals have always had the habit of running away before the battle, this time, don't let him escape! ”

"Yes, General!"

"Amin, you take another 20,000 people!" He hesitated for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and said: "Give a death order, you must take Xishenwei today, regardless of casualties!" ”

"Yes, General!"

Amin glanced at Fortitude, and he knew why Fortitude hesitated.

The worthless foot soldiers had been exhausted before, and the 20,000 troops besieging the city this time were all light cavalry who had abandoned their horses. What if you can't beat it again this time? It's the next step for the armored cavalry, right? The blood of Haixi Nuzhen's bones and blood really has to be consumed little by little under this Xishenwei?

"No, it will definitely be able to fight!" Amin shook his head and gave himself a firm belief.

When Lian Zining heard the rumbling war drums coming from the Jurchen camp, and saw the Jurchen soldiers lining up the phalanx one by one and walking out of the camp, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a wry smile.

Jurchen, after all, still hasn't given up! After all, they've run out of foot soldiers, right? At this time, the siege was obviously dismounted cavalry.

Hey, siege the city with cavalry, they are really willing. And Lian Zining took a look, this time the number is extremely huge, at least 20,000 people, two days ago, 20,000 people was nothing to Xi Shenwei's Ming army, but now, it is enough to kill.

After the Jurchen siege less than half an hour ago, Xi Shenwei was like a string that had collapsed to the extreme, and with a little pressure, it was about to break.

"Yang Husheng, where are you now?" Lian Zining raised his eyes to the west, and all he saw was the endless green forest and the rolling Songhua River.

Lian Zining no longer had any hope in his heart, and he whispered softly: "I didn't expect that this crossing will end today!" How will I die later? Was it the mace of the Jurchen Tartars who had his head crushed, or was his throat cut by a sharp blade? But you have to leave a whole corpse for Lao Tzu! ”

"Maybe after you die, you wake up and you'll be in the bed of the rental house! There are no ancient tombs, no landslides, everything in this Ming Dynasty is just a dream of Jinghua Spring! ”

"But, I haven't lived enough!" Lian Zining smashed his fist on the city wall, his skin immediately burst open, and blood flowed out like a small snake, but he didn't realize it, just stared at the Jurchen camp: "This Jurchen has not been destroyed, and the Japanese are not dead, I am in China, will I be occupied by these dogs and tartars for hundreds of years after all, and finally become a darkness?" Lao Tzu still wants to go to the European continent to have a look, to see if Europe in this era really has big and beautiful castles, how to a noble lady who can't get pregnant, and the cross lights up the eyes of a female vampire? ”

Is all this going to come to naught?

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