At a distance of one hundred and twenty paces, the Jurchens paid the price of thirty-six soldiers, and if the number of casualties rose further, even if they captured this military fort, they would not be able to gain more than they would lose.

Bogut faintly regretted, he knew that the Ming army was so difficult, and he said that he would wait until the "Han cannon fodder" arrived before attacking the city.

Fortunately, the brigade has rushed to the bottom of the fort wall, as long as the Ming army has no long-range advantage and fights in close combat, the Jurchen soldiers are invincible in the world!

On Dinghe Fort, Xiang Yong shouted, "Push them down and smash them to death!" ”

"Quick, do it, don't let them rush up"!

Boiling water, rolling wood, and stones, Guangling Township bravely risked his life, everyone knew that the Jurchens were hard stubble, if they really rushed up, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xiang Yong had done his best, but the Jurchens gradually adapted to this rhythm of attack and defense, they snuggled up to each other, and the iron shield protected the vital point to death.

"Rush up and kill all the Han people!"

"Raise your shield and go up the wall!"

Da Chun's corpse greatly stimulated the Jurchens, who had never encountered such a scene only for their murderous demonstrations?

If this revenge is not avenged, the blue flag will become a joke of the Eight Banners.

The Jurchens were ashamed, but on the fortress wall, the villagers collected 100 catties of grass and wood ash.

Does this thing work?

Wang Teng didn't have a score in his heart, "Try it!" ”

Huang Hu immediately puffed up his chest and shouted loudly: "Hurry up, scatter this thing, and let the tartars eat some pot ashes!" ”

Guangling Xiangyong was originally ignorant, but after being mentioned, he immediately understood the wonders.

The fort wall was three feet high, and at this time there were already a hundred and ten Jurchen soldiers rushing under the wall.

"Puff", a handful of black ash fell from the sky, and the unprepared Tartar was suddenly hit.

Although the Tartars who were bent on attacking the city had iron shields to protect them, they needed to watch the movement of the city in order to avoid the rolling wood and stones at the head of the city.

If you don't pay attention, the black ash will be confused.

"Eyes, my eyes are out of sight"

"Don't hit me, get out of the way!"

……

Compared with the fight of real knives and guns, the black killing weapon of grass and wood ash completely shocked the Tartars.

In the face of the unknown, even the murderous Tartar is a little timid.

What's in the sky?

Bogut was very anxious, seeing that his warriors had approached the city, who would have thought that something would happen again, "Protect your eyes, protect your eyes!" ”

The Tartars on the ladder had already discarded their shields in order to increase their climbing speed, and at this time, a large amount of grass and wood ash drifted in, and they could no longer dodge the falling objects from the city in time.

Withdraw?

Below are the climbing companions, and once they retreat, they will be in vain.

Above?

The eyes can't see, and no one knows what the defenders will do.

Just when the Tartars were in a dilemma, Wang Teng made a killer move, "Throw a spear!" ”

As soon as the voice fell, more than a dozen soldiers who had been prepared for a long time threw short spears with cold light!

The spear was about a foot long and was cast in iron throughout.

Compared with long-range longbows and medium-range muskets, short spears have great lethality within thirty paces.

"Puff puff", but anyone who is stabbed by a short spear loses his combat power in a short time.

Although the cotton armor of the Tartar is strong, it is not invulnerable, and once it encounters a strong blow, the Tartar will still be injured.

The first wave of short spears had six stabbing targets, and the remaining four fell on the iron shield, failing to damage the tartars behind the shield.

Huang Hu seemed unsatisfied, "My lord, can the Tartars still hold on, let them come back for a few more waves?" ”

Wang Teng naturally would not refuse, "The longbowmen will rest for a while, and the short spearmen will attack."

The short spear, which weighed five or six pounds, achieved great results as soon as it was thrown, and compared with muskets and longbows, the short spear was not inferior.

After winning Wang Teng's succession, the short spearmen continued to throw iron spears one after another.

The cost of the iron spear is extremely high, and no one would have imagined that they would encounter such a big killing weapon in this place where birds don't, and more than a dozen Tartars were injured by surprise.

The combination of grass and wood ash and short spear had a miraculous effect, and Huang Degong shouted happily: "Quick, go and inform them to send some grass and wood ash over, haha, the thief can be broken." ”

"Whoa!"

Is there anything more refreshing than beating an enemy?

When the tartars were threatened by the fluttering ashes and did not dare to raise their heads again, one giant tree after another fell on the city.

The Tartars smashed by a giant tree falling from the sky and turned on their backs. The view was blocked, and the Tartar completely collapsed.

The villagers defending the city killed and injured a large number of Tartars at a very small cost, which was almost impossible in the past.

Bogut's eyes were wide-split, and he wanted to look up to the sky and ask why God was so cruel to him!

If this continues, until a solution is devised to deal with the ashes, the siege will only increase casualties.

"Command the army!"

Bogut looked around, and it dawned on him that his proud horse was indeed showing signs of collapse.

Is this still an invincible Jurchen warrior?

The army must be withdrawn, otherwise there is a high risk that the remaining men will collapse completely.

In desperation, Bogut could only give the order for Mingjin to withdraw his troops.

The sound of gold and iron rang out, and the remaining two hundred Tartars retreated.

With just one wave of attacks, the Tartars lost a hundred!

This is a big win like never before!

Since the Yongcheng army of Guangling Township, it has never fought with the Tartars, and today it is a hard regret that it has won a big victory, which makes people happy!

The afterglow of the sunset has appeared, the heat of the autumn tiger has not decreased, and after a fierce battle, everyone in the city is sweating like rain.

Bogut's men retreated cleanly, and this time they took their wounded companions with them.

A series of cheers rang out in the city, and it was the villagers celebrating the victory.

"My lord, the Tartars have retreated, but you want to send troops to pursue them?"

"Forget it, the strength of the Tartars still exists, and you can't be reckless"

There are not enough cavalry in the city, and if you risk pursuing, you will most likely take your own life, which is not worth it.

Everyone was overjoyed, but Wang Teng was not happy, Shicai's attack, the city used all the means, enough to consume 200 arrows, 150 gunpowder, 60 short spears and more than 10 rolling wood stones, so much consumption in exchange for a hundred Tartar casualties, how did Wang Teng be happy?

Wang Teng is still unsatisfied, but Bogut doesn't think so.

A few hours ago, Da Chun died here, in order to take revenge, Bogut waved his army to attack, but now, not only did he fail to take revenge, but he lost more than 100 soldiers.

It can't be hidden, where is the strength of Dinghe Fort, if there are no reinforcements, just with the defeat of the two hundred remnants in the hands of Bogut, it is impossible to say anything to seize the military fort.

Tong Bingjia Lazhangjing, Bogut was in a very bad mood, he didn't know what would happen to him.