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Seven or eight hundred Han slaves were driven in front as meat shields, and behind them, there were two or three hundred Houjin soldiers carrying cloud ladders.

On both sides, there were already more than a hundred archers, approaching.

It seems that the slap just now made Amin angry.

Li Yuanqing narrowed his eyes slightly, condescendingly overlooking the entire battle situation.

There is no vanity under the fame.

Amin dared to wrestle with Huang Taiji, but he was not just arrogant, just looking at his understanding of the battle situation at this time and the decisiveness of the battle formation, he could know a thing or two.

This kind of person is definitely a person who 'does what he says and does what he does'.

"Yuanqing, this wave is not easy to handle. There are many of them, and they only rely on birds and guns, and I am afraid that they will not be able to stop them from coming. Zhang Pan was a little anxious.

These seven or eight hundred Han slaves almost have a sandbag in their hands, and at this time there is a sandbag defense line 50 steps away, once they push over, it will be difficult for the Ming army on the side of the city to prevent them from erecting a ladder.

Li Yuanqing nodded, "Bird guns, bows and arrows suppress." Inform the catapults and serve them some soup and side dishes first. ”

"Yes." The order was passed down in a few moments.

Soon, the birds on the top of the city chirped in unison, and the arrows flew straight to the Han slaves under the city.

These Han slaves immediately cried for their fathers and mothers, and they were killed and injured.

They didn't have any defensive equipment at all, and it was summer at this time, and they were all single-clothed, and they completely became the target of the Ming army's bird-gunners and archers.

At this time, the main force of Houjin was hiding behind them, they couldn't run if they wanted to, there was no way to go to the sky, there was no way to enter the ground, they could only wait for death.

Li Yuanqing didn't feel good in his heart.

This is a goddamn sin.

It's a pity that if you don't attack them, Lushun City will be threatened head-on, and the consequences will be unimaginable, and Li Yuanqing has to choose to be ruthless.

"Folks, I, Li Yuanqing, can't stand you. Your blood debt, I swear, will be paid by these dogs. Li Yuanqing shouted loudly to the Han slaves under the city.

"My lord, help us."

"We are also the people of the Ming Dynasty."

"Your Excellency, you can't shoot at us."

"Adult ......"

These Han slaves suddenly exploded, and their cries were earth-shattering.

Li Yuanqing let out a long breath of turbidity, forcing himself not to see or listen to this scene, that day, Xipingbao, I'm afraid, Luo has always blamed himself for this kind of scene, right?

Loving the people like a son has always been the core of Confucianism. Especially a veteran like him......

But Li Yuanqing didn't have time to relent, and at this time, the Han slaves had already rushed through the 50-step sandbag defense line, and were driven by the Houjin soldiers to accelerate towards the city wall.

"Throw the sandbag over. Throw it under the city walls. ”

"Hurry up. Old thing, you don't want to fucking live, die~~~. ”

A helpless old strong man was slashed over by a Han army banner soldier.

The Han army flag soldier hid behind the crowd and shouted: "Fuck it up, whoever dares to retreat, this is the end." ”

The crowd wept and wailed, but what could they do at this level?

"Shoot. Shoot. Suppress them and don't let them come. Li Yuanqing shouted loudly.

The Ming army on the city did not dare to slack off, and birds, bows and arrows roared in unison.

At this time, the catapults were also ready, and the clay pots and clay pots that emitted a foul smell had been pulled behind the rubber bands.

"Put."

With Chen Changyou's shout, 6 catapults, plus 8 simple slingshots, and a row of black clay pots and clay pots, flew over the city wall and fell into the crowd.

"Ahh The Ming dog who killed a thousand knives. ”

A Han Army Banner soldier was being hit by a black clay pot, and the clay pot burst open in an instant, and the dark black thick liquid instantly covered his whole body, and the stench was terrible.

"What the hell is this, what the hell is this."

The Han Army Banner soldier suddenly broke his head and bled out, and these foul-smelling liquids instantly seeped into the wound on his head, gradually spreading to his whole body, and he rolled on the ground in pain, wailing desperately, seeing that he couldn't live.

After all, the catapults and large slingshots were more powerful, and these clay pots and clay pots directly passed through the Han slaves in front of them, and exploded in the main force of the Later Jin army.

But there are very few people who are as unlucky as this Han Army Banner soldier, but the others, even if they are not directly hit by these clay pots and clay pots, the liquid in them, as long as they splash a little casually, is enough for them to bear.

This sticky smell can't be wiped off at all, and if it splashes in the eyes, I'm afraid that my eyes will be blind immediately.

"Quack. It's all for the master. Quick, fast------。 ”

The Han army flag soldier was still fighting for his life, at this time, a bright steel knife behind him was slammed into his heart, and a armor in silver iron armor Lazhangjing strode forward, shouting loudly for the Houjin soldiers to move forward.

It was none other than Amin's confidant, Fuchatai.

Seeing that a big master was coming, these Houjin troops did not dare to slack off, so they had to continue to rush forward, and the speed suddenly increased a lot.

"Whoosh... Whoosh......"

Another row of clay pots and clay pots flew into the sky, and they smashed themselves in the middle of these Houjin troops, and a few unlucky ghosts became victims of sorrow.

The ground was littered with all sorts of debris, and the stench of slimy was tangy.

If you accidentally step on these things and slip and your skin is cut by shards and stuck to this kind of thing, even if you don't die, that half life is gone.

Coupled with the sandbags and corpses left by the Han slaves before, as well as the arrows and projectiles of the Ming army at the head of the city, this wide land outside the north city of Lushun is like a hell.

But there is Fuchatai supervising the formation, Amin is not far behind him, and the old slave is in the Chinese army, none of these Houjin soldiers dare to slack off, and they rushed towards the city like crazy under all kinds of firepower of the Ming army.

In such a crowd offensive, the long-range firepower of the Ming army has almost reached the gap period, and they need to rest, and they cannot inflict a fatal blow to the Houjin army for the time being, so they can only let them rush to the bottom of the city wall and set up a ladder.

The Han slaves had been dispersed, and soon, more than a hundred Houjin warriors, under the cover of archers on both sides, began to climb up the ladder and rush to the head of the city.

"Rolling logs. Stone. Golden juice. Fucking say hello to Lao Tzu. ”

The long-range firepower on the head of the city is the responsibility of Li Yuanqing's Changsheng battalion, but the hand-to-hand combat deployment is the work of Chen Zhong and Zhang Pan.

In such a situation, neither of the two dared to slack off, and hurriedly beckoned all the departments, all kinds of defensive weapons, and desperately threw them towards the city.

For the defense of Lushun City, although there is not enough time, the three of them have done a lot of preparations, in Lushun City, close to the north gate of this area, the houses have basically been demolished, all that can be used as weapons.

At this time, in the face of the offensive of the Houjin army, the Ming army did not have too many reservations at all, and did not spare weapons at all, just ------ do it in one word.

A white armor with a blue flag, a single knife in his mouth, holding a shield in his left hand and a ladder in his right hand, like a sensitive ape, quickly climbed up the ladder.

"Stoned you son of a tartar." A soldier of the Ming army lifted a stone the size of a human head and smashed it at the head of the white armor.

The white armor smiled fiercely, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and turned to one side sharply, actually avoiding the big stone.

But he was agile, but a Han army banner soldier below was unlucky, the stone hit his face, and the huge impact made his brain burst suddenly, and he fell down the ladder fiercely, without any movement.

"Yo he. This dog tartar. Dare to jump? ”

Seeing that the blow missed, the Ming soldier couldn't help but be furious, and hurriedly picked up another stone and smashed it towards the white armor's head.

But this white armor was extremely sensitive, and he dodged again, and at the same time, his right hand was suddenly raised, and the bright steel knife was thrown towards the Ming soldier quickly.

This soldier of the Ming army is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was so bold when he was so bold just now, when was he so close to the crisis?

I was at a loss for a while, so I could only wait for death.

At this moment, a big knife slammed in front of him, and with a "dang long" sound, it resisted the fatal blow of the white armor.

The Ming soldier was surprised and delighted, and after a while, he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, and he was about to kowtow.

Li Yuanqing smiled and hurriedly grabbed him, "It's not good to see things next time." Don't be stupid and hide behind the walls. To this beast the stone is not good. Use this. ”

Li Yuanqing said, pointing to a broken basin next to him that was standing on the fire, which was full of thick stench.

The soldiers of the Ming army also reacted, and hurriedly worked with Li Yuanqing to lift the broken basin and pour it on the face of the white armor who was just about to climb the city.

Although this white armor can avoid stones, how can it avoid this large pool of foul-smelling viscous liquid?

Although he reacted very quickly and hurriedly lowered his head, he was still drenched, and he screamed like a pig in pain, and fell from the top of the ladder violently, and fell to the ground with a 'plop'.

"General, he, is he dead?"

The Ming soldier was about to poke his head out to investigate the movements of this white armor, but Li Yuanqing hurriedly grabbed him, "Don't you have a long memory?" If you think he's dead, then he's dead. Be smart, lad. This is a white armor. Don't forget to repay the favor with the calmer. ”

As he spoke, Li Yuanqing smiled, patted him on the shoulder, bent his waist again, and walked quickly to other places to inspect.

The Ming soldier was stunned for a long time before he reacted, and couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha." White armor. Lao Tzu actually killed a white armor. Dog Tartar, if you have the guts, come. Grandpa is waiting for you. ”

The two sides went back and forth, about half an hour of stalemate, although the Ming army had done its best, but there were still brave Houjin soldiers, climbed to the top of the city, quickly gathered.

Hand-to-hand combat is already inevitable.

Li Yuanqing had already returned to the command position near the city gate building at this time, and this time to inspect the battle situation also gave Li Yuanqing a clearer understanding of the gap between the soldiers of the Ming army and the soldiers of the Later Jin.

In terms of personal bravery, it was difficult for the soldiers of the Ming army to compete head-on with the soldiers of the Later Jin.

If you use not very exact numbers to describe it, the combat effectiveness of a Houjin soldier, at least, is more than 2 times that of a soldier in the Ming army, and all kinds of vests, not to mention.

Often, a white armor, seven or eight people on the side of the Ming army, is not necessarily an opponent.

This was still under the extremely favorable terrain conditions occupied by the Ming army.

But the three departments are extremely well prepared, the city head is very well prepared, even if the Houjin soldiers are brave, but after all, there are few people, due to the influence of the terrain, they can't go to the city too many people, and after a while, they were pressed back by the Ming army.

Soon, the bird soldiers on the side of the Immortal Battalion also resumed their firepower, pressing them down and unable to raise their heads.

Amin's aggressive offensive has basically been disintegrated by Li Yuanqing's three divisions head-on.

Not far away, Amin's lungs were about to explode.

He also saw that it was not that the warriors under his command were not brave enough, but that the Ming Dog in the city was too insidious and too difficult, like a dog skin plaster, which entangled his warriors to death, so that the warriors had strength but could not use it.

Seeing that Fuchatai's main force had been set on fire by the Ming army, the old slave next to him hurriedly said: "Master, I'm afraid that Fuchatai's side won't be able to hold on." We can't get tougher anymore. ”

Amin clenched his fists tightly, but he also knew that this afternoon, his siege that lasted nearly two hours, had no chance of winning.

Almost biting out two words from between his teeth, Amin said viciously: "Retreat." ”

"Wow."

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