Seeing that the Tartars were so brutal, even the old and the young did not let go, everyone in the city was furious, and they all scolded the Tartars under the city, Yang Bo was also stunned, he never expected that the Tartars did not have a lower limit to such a point, it seems that he still overestimated them.

"It's another trick!" The old cannon, who had followed Chen Ce, the general soldier of the Ming Dynasty in Liaodong, saw this scene and scolded angrily.

Seeing everyone's eyes, the old cannon said: "The Tartars are accustomed to this method, and they like to drive my Han people to drive forward, fill trenches for the Tartars, and attack the city, those elite vests are hiding behind the people, if the defenders attack the Tartars, they must kill the people first, even if the guards are willing to make this determination, but it is a blow to the army's heart after all, even if the ordinary sergeants are willing to start, these Tartars are spreading the news everywhere, and naturally there are literati who read poetry and books to embarrass you, even if you win a big victory over the Tartars, the notoriety of a butcher cannot be escaped after all, In the face of such evil deeds as the Tartars, many guards are in a dilemma, and they can be slaughtered calmly if there are few people, and if there are many people, they ......"

Before the old cannon finished speaking, everyone's eyes were already looking at Yang Bo, who had been silent, and it was obvious that the Han people under the city were not dozens, nor hundreds, but thousands!

Today, the Tartars killed more than 100 people just to give them a dismount, if they start to attack the city, they will definitely drive the people to resist the artillery and crossbow attacks of the defenders as the old cannon said, how will the adults choose at that time?

Everyone's mood is a little heavy, although the adult has long been known as a butcher, but they all understand that the adult's butcher's knife is never waved at the ordinary people, and the adult only offended the Jiangnan gentry some time ago. If they make a big fuss about this, I am afraid that no matter how great the credit is, it will be difficult to stop the mouths of those literati......

"Afraid of a hammer"

Liu Dahu was furious: "Can't you let those people attack?" What a joke! If they dare to come up, they will kill as many as they come. Lao Tzu doesn't care what kind of people you are, whether you are a tartar or a tartar, you are our enemy when you go to the city! ”

Liu Dahu's words made everyone nod their heads again and again, and Zhang Shixiong also added: "How can the two armies be merciful when they fight? My lord, if the Tartars really dare to act like this, let me take the Military Discipline Department to kill, which is a great notoriety. All of them were taken by Zhang. ”

Hu Mazi was a little anxious and said: "My lord, let's go out of the city and fight to the death, we can't watch the Tartar slaves do evil unscrupulously!" ”

The words came out. Hu Mazi is also a little weak-hearted, the Tartars outside the city are not 3,000, but more than 10,000 soldiers and horses, not counting the cavalry and auxiliaries. In other words, each soldier in the Thunder Brigade must kill at least three Tartars. Is this possible?

Unexpectedly, Yang Bo, who had never spoken, nodded and said, "The decisive battle out of the city will definitely be possible, but it is not time yet." ”

Yang Bo's eyes swept over the headless corpses of those people, and said slowly: "Come and don't be rude, since the Tartars are deliberately provocative, we can't help but fight back, so let's do it, the number of firearms in our Thunder Brigade will be expanded in the future, it is better to let the soldiers of other battalions also try their marksmanship." ”

A moment later. Countless spears suddenly stood up at the head of the northern city, and those spears were densely inserted with countless hideous and white heads. Many Tartar sentries were bold enough to go into the outpost, and they couldn't help but gasp at the sight of this terrible scene, and one of them even fell from his horse with his buttocks, and he struggled as hard as he could, and at the same time cried out to the wall: "Brother, brother! ”

At this moment, a crisp sound of fire suddenly sounded in Beicheng, and several sentry riders were half frightened to death, and they were about to turn their horses back to pray, when a bloody skull fell under the city with a bang!

The sentry looked up, and one of the Ming soldiers pulled the trigger on the other head with a firearm in his hand, and a moment later, another smashed head fell......

The soldiers of the pikemen battalion and the sin battalion happily picked up the flintlock pistols of the arquebus battalion soldiers, aimed at those targets under their guidance, carefully pulled the trigger, whether they hit or not, they all shouted excitedly, these soldiers were very envious of the brothers of the arquebus battalion, the veterans were okay, they had also fired a few flintlock pistols in private, the recruits were more clever, most of them had not even touched the handle of the flintlock pistol, and now they could shoot openly, how could they not be ecstatic? A giggling sound suddenly sounded on the city wall, and even Wu Zhongcun, who had just been dismissed, forgot his unhappiness with those old bandits, and also forgot his pity for the Tartars, and shot at the well-aimed head.

At this moment, the Tartar camp that received the report of the sentry cavalry flew out of the long horn sound, the Tartars stepped and rode together, began to leave the camp one after another, and gathered towards the city of Jinzhou......

The sentinels were surrounded by the city, followed by a large group of infantry and cavalry, according to the neatness of the Niu Lu platoon where they were, and even a large number of northern cavalry could be seen on the left flank, they were slightly different from the Tartars, and their figures were much more burly and strong, wearing a very recognizable red tasseled hat on their heads, and there were also very few infantry, they became a bull in their own right, and there was a black tasseled banner in front of them, and the strength was about three or five hundred people.

The Chinese army's golden dragon banner is particularly eye-catching, this dragon flag is surrounded by the white armor guards of the Tartars, presumably there must be twelve Bel Azig under the tent, the scene of more than 10,000 people lined up together is extremely spectacular, looking down from the city, the following is densely packed with people, and you can't see the edge at a glance......

Seeing this situation, Hu Mazi finally took a breath of cold air, he felt how stupid his idea was just now, even if Tartar didn't resist and let himself cut it, it would have to be cut for a long time.

Yang Bo was short-sighted and couldn't see the situation under the Golden Dragon clearly, but he didn't want to use a clairvoyant mirror to look around, so as not to weaken his own momentum, so he stared at the big banner silently, wanting to attack Liaonan, the Eight Banners Baylor would have to fight with him one by one sooner or later, this Azig was unlucky, so let's take him first!

Around Yang Bo, Xiucai, Liu Manzi, Hu Mazi, Qianzi, Li Dali, Lu Ruohan and other large and small chief officials all stood solemnly at the head of the city and looked at the Tartars, seeing these rolling troops, their mood was somewhat depressed, the Eight Banners soldiers were strong and strong, and they could fight again if they lost, but the Thunder Brigade could not withstand any mistakes. If you lose a game, it's hard to recover.

Zhao Long carefully counted the flags outside the city and said, "Four years ago, the strength of the Eight Banners was divided into five or five systems. Wujia Laa is a solid mountain (flag), Wuniulu is a Jia, since the military system was changed, the number of each Niu Lu has soared to nearly 500 people, and a flag is far more than Wujiala, and now the Tartar dragon flag outside the city is a pole, which is led by Baylor or the banner owner himself. There are three Jialazhangjing flags and fifteen Niulu Zhangjing flags below, with a strength of about 18,000. Among them, there are 15,000 infantry and about 3,000 cavalry......"

Everyone nodded slightly, they already had an idea of the strength of the Tartars, and they were not overly surprised to hear it. The only thing to rejoice in is. The Thunder Brigade defeated most of the cavalry in the first battle, and it will take some time for the rest to recover its combat effectiveness, otherwise there are 5,000 cavalry outside the city in addition to the infantry, it will be a lot of trouble.

The Tartars' camp was set up five miles north of the city of Jinzhou, where there was a small river that flowed east-west and finally joined the sea. There are also some mountains over there, and the Tartars can also be very close to the material. Manufacture siege equipment or something.

Just as Yang Bo was staring at the dragon flag, the flag also moved, and under the escort of the Bayala camp, the dragon flag slowly moved to the foot of Jinzhou City, about a mile away, and stopped through the trench......

Azig was covered in gold helmet and white armor, sitting majestically on a snow-white war horse, surrounded by two solid mountains and Ezhen, several Jialazhangjing, behind this group of people were dense white armor soldiers and horse armor guards, Azigra pulled the reins, stopped dozens of steps away from the trench, pointed to the trench with a horsewhip, and frowned at a Jialazhangjing behind him and ordered: "Let those Han dogs come and fill the trench"

Jia Lazhangjing hurriedly dialed his horse to organize the manpower, Azig raised his head and looked carefully at Jinzhou City, and on the north gate of the city, there was also a vague figure surrounded by people looking towards him.

Azig looked at it for a long time, the Ming army on the city of Jinzhou was heavily guarded, and he turned his head to see those heads that were densely packed with iron spears.

Azig's face turned red, and he pointed at Jinzhou City with a horsewhip and scolded: "These Han dogs are so hateful, they humiliate the body of my White Flag warrior so much, if you capture this person alive, you will definitely crush him to ashes, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!" ”

At the moment, everyone is also gritting their teeth, scolding at the head of Jinzhou City, and cursing at Yang Bo again and again, there are many customs of intermarriage between the leaders at all levels in the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, these people either have the children of the banner who died in the hands of Yang Bo, or some of their relatives died in the hands of Azig, and the final account is counted on Yang Bo's head, no wonder they are indignant.

Although Azig is short-tempered, he has been fighting all year round, and he has a vision, and he spoke again at the moment: "Ibai is folded in the hands of this person, and the guerrilla battalion really has some doorways, no wonder I have defeated the warriors of Jianzhou three times, and even the Great Khan is jealous of this person." Look at the head of Jinzhou City is well defended, if it is a hard attack, I am afraid of ......"

Hearing the master's words, everyone around was silent, and some people were flushed, but no one dared to volunteer to come forward and ask for orders to attack Jinzhou City.

Azig also stopped talking, he was thinking about how to find a face and accept it when he saw it, he actually had no intention of storming Jinzhou, as long as he put on a posture of long-term siege, he would use the excuse of lack of food and grass to withdraw after a long time. Azig is not the first time to disobey Huang Taiji's order, Tiancong six years when he was ordered to lead the troops to attack Shanhaiguan, he used the excuse of lack of food and grass to retreat to avoid the war, although Huang Taiji was angry but did not punish him in the end, anyway, this Ming army did not dare to go out of the city, after going back to publicize it, this Ming army did not even dare to put a fart in the face of the Han people being slaughtered, the previous defeat was just Yibai's mediocrity and incompetence, so he was determined to preserve his strength, no matter what, he would not storm the city.

Unexpectedly, only a hundred Han dogs were killed here, and the Ming army immediately went-for-tat and beat the heads of those warriors in the banner into rotten watermelons with firearms, which made Azig furious, but there was nothing he could do.

Azig took a deep breath and returned to reality, everyone was looking at him, if he didn't fight back when he saw the warrior's body being humiliated, even if he saved his strength, he would give people jokes in the future, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't find a trace of flaws in Jinzhou City, except for a strong attack, there was really no other way in a short time.

"Master?" Gushan Ezhen, the Mongolian Hacha'er, asked with some hesitation, wanting to hear the master's strategy.

Azig was irritable in his heart, turned his head and glared at this ignorant left-wing Gushan Ezhen, there are two Gushan Ezhen in the white flag, and the other right-wing Gushan Ezhen has a head hanging on the city wall of Jinzhou, if possible, Azig hopes that the two can be exchanged for a better one.

Facing everyone's expectant looks, Azig couldn't help but answer, he suppressed his anger and said slowly: "Order, tonight overnight to make ladders, shield carts and other siege equipment, and then send someone to urge the three Hongyi cannons of the rear army, let them speed up the transportation over, these trenches should be filled in quickly, so that those Han dogs can sell more strength."

Hearing the master's command, everyone said yes, Azig looked at the city of Jinzhou again hatefully, and turned his horse to leave first.

That night and the next day, the Tartars did not attack the city except for driving the people to fill the trenches, which made the people in Jinzhou City breathe a sigh of relief, but when they saw the Han people who were driven by butcher knives and leather whips, everyone was extremely irritable...... (To be continued......)