Even if you wear armor, you can't prevent water, and the place where you wear your armor is splashed with boiling water, and the heat penetrates into it, and it is a pain that pierces your heart and bones, and your body is full of big bubbles.

Even if it is not sprayed directly, it is affected by the splashing water to a little, it is still a hot pain, and the bubbles unceremoniously occupy the skin.

Hundreds of Jurchen soldiers were splashed with boiling water, and the sharp pain was enough to make them lose their minds, and the injuries caused by the hot water also made them lose their combat effectiveness.

They screamed and rolled down the ladder covering the injured parts, and fell down, as long as they fell to the ground, they broke their tendons and fractures, and they whimpered for their lives, and maybe even killed a few of the robes below.

Thousands of Jurchen soldiers were killed or wounded.

Fortunately, there was a wooden shield in the way, otherwise the number of dead and wounded would have been several times more than this.

The terrible screams did not seem to be made by humans, and echoed over the battlefield.

The corners of Amin's eyes jumped, and he said in his heart: "This Lian Zining's methods are really endless!" The Han people's methods of defending the city that I saw in the book have been used by him so much, what is left behind? ”

In the bottom of Amin's heart, Ya is actually unwilling to fight this kind of battle, fighting this kind of siege war, what kind of schemes, strategies, intrigues, and intrigues are useless, there is only one way, that is, to fight hard. To build a road with human lives, and to fight this kind of battle, the personal intelligence of the generals is greatly weakened.

And at this point in the battle, the battle is no longer beyond his control - in order to achieve the strategic goal, Xishenwei must be taken as soon as possible, so the Jurchen soldiers cannot retreat, they can only fight to the death. His role now is more of that of an overseer than of the commander of an army.

Attacking with boiling water is a long-standing way of defending the city, the high temperature of boiling water is a huge kill to the human body, and it is easy to get boiling water, only water, pots, and firewood are needed. In the previous preparations, Lian Zining ordered to take out all the marching pots of each army, and cut down a large number of trees from the forest not far from Xishenwei and chopped them into wood. As for water, it is close to the Songhua River, and there are wells in the city, and everything is available.

But the boiling water attack can only stop and slow down the Jurchen offensive.

An iron pot, two large wooden spoons are constantly scooping water, and soon the bottom will be seen.

However, the Jurchen soldiers were constantly replenished, and when they looked down, they were densely packed with heads, and the number of people was not small at all.

"Sakugi!" The officers around Lian Zining had already dispersed below to command, and the only people around him were Erinno and a Fuso samurai. Lian Zining's face did not change at all, and he ordered in a deep voice.

The cauldron of firewood was soon removed, and the soldiers lifted the sassalwood.

These sassals are full of a hug of thickness, seven or eight meters in length, it can be seen that they are made of the whole trunk, some of them have not been peeled off the bark, on the trunk, there are countless iron drills nailed horizontally and vertically, the tips of these iron drills are extremely sharp, from the trunk to reveal a foot to the length of the short, the whole sassal wood such iron brazing nails are not less than hundreds, dense, people look at the heart are seeping panic.

More than a dozen soldiers held up a piece of sassa wood in the place where there was no iron drill, and then smashed it down fiercely towards the outside of the battlement.

A larger and larger black shadow appeared in the eyes of the Jurchen soldiers who were ascending the city, and hundreds of sassal trees fell from the sky.

Each of these sassages weighed more than five hundred catties, and coupled with the momentum of smashing down from above, it was extremely vicious, and it roared down with a fierce golden wind.

The Jurchen soldiers raised their heads and their eyes widened, and before they could let out a scream, they were smashed into a ball of meat sauce.

The wood smashed the wooden shields of the Jurchen soldiers, smashed their bodies, and then slammed down on the top of the ladder.

Although these ladders are also made of large wood, they can't resist such a huge force, not to mention, the protruding iron drills on the top of the sassa wood are not ornaments, and the iron drills stabbed into it fiercely, invisibly destroying the internal structure of the giant wood. At that moment, more than a dozen ladders were smashed from it, and the front end of the ladder below was heavily pressed against the city wall, and under the huge anti-earthquake force, the Jurchen soldiers above were unable to grasp it steadily, and they fell from above.

At such a height, if you fall down, you will not die and be seriously injured.

And the Jurchen soldiers on the upper half of the ladder were even more unlucky, falling along with the ladder, and after falling, they were also crushed by the ladder, some of them were crushed into pulp, and some of their arms and thighs were crushed, and they screamed loudly in pain.

And when the ladder fell, there were not a few Jurchen soldiers who were stoned to death.

Some of the ladders were not broken, and the Jurchen soldiers on it were also extremely uncomfortable, and the wood rolled down the ladder all the way, and the iron chisels on it were extremely sharp, as long as the soldiers were rubbed once, they were immediately disemboweled, and a soldier was scraped, the armor on his chest was cut, and a long bloody wound was drawn from the throat to the lower abdomen, and he was unstable on his footing, and fell from the ladder screaming, and the intestines and stomach fell out of it in the air and spilled all over the ground.

Some soldiers were nailed through their bodies and crushed the next moment.

These sassal bones rolled downward, but they did not fall, but stopped, and then slowly rose.

But it turned out that these pieces of wood were tied with iron chains, which were about ten meters long, and the other end of the iron chain was tied to the horse tie stake, and the horse tether stake was cast of pure iron with the thickness of a human leg, and it was nailed deep into the stone ground of the city wall.

The Ming soldiers above grabbed the iron chain, stared at the battlements of the city wall with their feet, grabbed the iron chain tightly, and pulled it up little by little, their strength was so huge, so that the green tendons in their hands jumped up, and their faces were flushed, and with their efforts, the wood was finally hung up.

Then as soon as he let go, he smashed down again.

I don't know how many girls and real soldiers were stoned to death.

Seeing the tragic situation here from a distance, Gangyi's brows, which had been frowning for a long time, stretched out, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head gently: "Xi Shenwei, I am going to take it today!" ”

Zilharang's face on the side was also relaxed, and he arched his hand with a smile: "Congratulations to the general!" Win Xishenwei, there will be no obstacles on the way to the south, so far hundreds of miles to the south, all of them have become my Haixi Jurchen racecourse! ”

Resolute and proud, laughing, but sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity, this Wu Yibo of the Ming Kingdom is extremely strange with his soldiers, and there are many conspiracies, but the defense of the city is square, acting in accordance with the rules, and unleashing the methods of their Han people one by one, peeling off the cocoon, and being extremely meticulous." The war is like this, it is tragic at any time, but it looks pleasing to the eye, and if you can do this, you are already a great general! ”

"It's a pity, although he has the upper hand now, but the means have been exhausted, I used 50,000 soldiers to consume all his hole cards!" Gang Yi smiled slightly, but there was a bit of hideousness in his smile: "Next, it's time to look at us!" ”

Zilharang observed his words and said, "General, why don't we capture that Lian Zining and let him work for us?" ”

It can be seen that Gangyi is obviously a little moved, but after all, he still shook his head: "It's not right, he killed so many of our brothers, no matter what, there must be an explanation!" ”

Zilharang said no more.

Resolute said: "Go down, take your people, get ready!" ”

Zilharang answered, and left, and Erle and Ze stared at a pair of big bull's eyes beside him.

Sure enough, as Gangyi said, the situation on the battlefield is slowly changing, although Wu Yijun has caused great damage to the Jurchens, but he has also used up all his hole cards - hand-to-hand combat, firearms are no longer useful, without firearms, it can be said that Wu Yijun's skills have been abolished by half! And those trebuchets, bed crossbows, are useless. As for mud, boiling water, etc., it is a lot of consumption.

Wu Yijun's hole cards have become fewer and fewer.

And on the Jurchen side, there are still close to 90,000 troops!

The strength of both sides is self-evident.

Finally, a Jurchen soldier took advantage of the moment when the wood was put away, and quickly climbed up, and with one arrow step, he climbed to the top of the city!

And there are more and more Jurchen soldiers who are about to ascend to the top of the city.

With a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes and a hideous smile on his face, this Jurchen soldier picked up the mace at his waist and raised it high, ready to jump down from the battlement and smash the enemy in front of him to pieces!

They have never taken the Ming army seriously, in their opinion, these Ming troops are just relying on the high city and deep pools and powerful weapons to hold on, if this is a hand-to-hand battle, they are not opponents at all! The powerful Haixi Jurchen warriors can easily kill them!

It's like doing it on the prairie north of the Songhua River!

But when he climbed the battlement, his eyes showed an expression of fear mixed with shock, because he found that there was no one in front of him, only a sharp spear tip that shimmered brightly!

"Thorn!"

Before he could come back to his senses, he heard a loud shout.

Then, those flickering spear tips stabbed fiercely, he waved his eyes with great fear, desperately dancing with a mace to resist, but the two spear tips were blocked by him, but more spear tips pierced, the snow tips in his eyes became bigger and bigger, finally, he felt a cold in his chest, and then a sharp pain came, and then he felt a light underneath him. Before he lost consciousness, he was in a trance, and seemed to see the frightened faces of the robes below.

"Close!"

Li Tie drank coldly, and the entire row of dozens of spears was taken back.

The dozen or so Jurchen soldiers who took the lead in the city were stabbed in the heart and fell down.

Li Tie snorted coldly: "A small flag is responsible for three battlements, and when you see a person, you will stab it, and you can't put a tartar on the top of the city!" ”

"Yes, sir!" Dozens of people responded with a bang.

Wu Yijun's pikemen have taken over the defense line on all fronts, and they put their spears on top of the battlements, and the tips are not exposed to a single cent, so as not to be cut off.

In fact, they were still some distance from the city, and in front of them, there were soldiers who were hunched over their waists, throwing mud and smashing logs. The spear is held at an angle, which does not affect them, and at the same time has an effective protection.

The Jurchen soldiers who climbed to the top of the city were shocked to find that what appeared in front of them was a forest-like phalanx of spears, as long as they showed their heads, they were immediately stabbed by countless spears, and they were irresistible.

The length of the spear reached eight meters, and the Jurchen soldiers used heavy and short weapons such as maces and iron bones, which did not pose any threat to the spear phalanx of the Wu Yi army.

There is only one ending, and that is death!

Constantly accumulating thorns, retracting, accumulating thorns, retracting, harvesting the names of the Jurchen soldiers.

The steel forest-like phalanx of spears is just as effective against infantry.

But seeing this scene from afar, Amin did not panic, but sighed, looked back at the main formation of the army, and said silently in his heart: "General, this is also the time for you to make a move!" ”

As he expected, Yehenara Fortitude, the leader of Yehenara's tribe, the great chief of the Haixi Jurchens, and the general of the three Jurchens finally gave the order: "Pass the order to Jilharang, advance!" ”

"Yes, General!"

The order was quickly conveyed, and under the leadership of officers of all ranks, the 30,000 foot soldiers led by Zilharang began to gallop towards Xishenwei.

They only wore armor and carried weapons, and there were no other defensive weapons such as wooden shields that might affect their movement speed, and they traveled lightly.

For in front of them, there was no more moat, no musket and artillery sniping, and the rambling attacks of trebuchets and bed crossbows were gone.

Thirty thousand soldiers scattered together and rushed towards Xishenwei.

This scene was clearly seen by Lian Zining, but he could almost say that he was helpless against these infantry now, and his face became ugly.

The Jurchen commander on the opposite side is by no means an ordinary person, and this time is just right.

At this time, the remaining Jurchen soldiers had already climbed the city wall, and the melee class had occupied the first half of the city wall, and the two sides were fighting stalemately, so that the ranged troops could not help at all. Muskets, bows and arrows, trebuchets, crossbows, artillery, etc., were all moved to the back, and these things were basically direct shots rather than curved fire, and the thick wall of their own people did nothing to help the new Jurchen reinforcements.

Probably except for trebuchets.

"The real hard battle has begun!" Lian Zining clenched his fists and ordered: "All trebuchets are ready, enter the three hundred zhang and start firing!" ”

"Yes, uncle!"

After the Jurchen reinforcements entered within 300 zhang of the Xishenwei wall, the trebuchets located behind the city wall began to fire.

Countless mud balls fell overwhelmingly in the array of the Jurchen army, still constantly causing casualties.

But it was just to create casualties, but it was not possible to hurt the Jurchen army at all, and the 30,000 Jurchen reinforcements quickly passed through the area that was hit and came to the bottom of the city wall, leaving less than 2,000 corpses.

This is in stark contrast to the previous 50,000 troops with heavy casualties and corpses scattered all over the field.

After 30,000 Jurchen reinforcements joined in, the battle really entered the white heat.

Countless Jurchen reinforcements replaced the Jurchen remnants who had long been exhausted and had no fighting spirit, and the 30,000 living troops began to climb up the ladder, while the Jurchen remnants were hiding behind and stretching their bows and arrows, constantly shooting. But their shooting obviously had no effect on the Wu Yi army at the head of the city, Wu Yi army's spear was too long, pointing diagonally to the sky, as long as there were feathered arrows coming over, the tail of several spears moved slightly, and there was a shaking on the top, knocking the big arrow aside.

"Thorn!"

"Thorn!"

"Thorn!"

The pikemen of the Wu Yi Army shouted hoarsely, and every time they shouted, the surname of a Jurchen soldier was lost, and several transparent holes were poked out of the body, blood gushed out of them, and the whole person fell from the air like a broken sack.

Due to the limited width of the city wall and the limited number of ladders, the number of Jurchen soldiers who can climb the city head at one time is not very large.

Coupled with the superiority of Wu Yi's army's weapons, the Jurchen soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and basically went down as they came up, and they didn't get a foothold in the city at all.

But the number of Jurchens is simply too many!

The number of pikemen and halberd soldiers of the Wuyi army at the head of the city is only a little more than 5,000 people, and the number of reinforcements added to the Jurchen remnants is still preserved at the number of 50,000.

Ten times the amount.

This meant that each Wu Yi soldier had to kill at least ten Jurchen soldiers to end the battle.

Of course, this is simply impossible, if you put aside the factor of weapons, without the advantage of spears and halberds, the one-on-one fight between Wu Yijun and the Jurchen soldiers is not an opponent at all, and the strong physique and huge strength that the nomads have tempered in their long-term hard life can rarely compete with in the Ming army.

Such a high-intensity battle is a great drain on physical strength, although it is just a simple action of collecting the gun and stabbing it, but after lasting less than a cup of tea, almost all the Wu Yi soldiers felt a trace of indescribable fatigue.

Tired, very tired, I felt that my shoulders were so sore, and I couldn't even lift the gun in my hand.

It is also thanks to them that they have experienced Lian Zining's inhumane long-distance training, and the training is also extremely hard, so that their combat effectiveness can be so durable.

Rao is like this, and the physical strength of Wu Yi's soldiers is also constantly declining.

And the Jurchen soldiers below are still constantly climbing up, endlessly, each of them is a new force with abundant physical strength and strong combat effectiveness.

(To be continued)