"Woo~~", Yang Ling woke up in the sound of agitated horns, and a agitated spirit jumped up. Because Han Youniang was by her side, it was inconvenient for her to live with Huang Xiancheng and them in the Chase Shop in Yuelou, so Yang Ling slept in the Jade Emperor Pavilion between the east and north city gates.

Han Youniang rubbed her eyes and woke up in shock, Yang Ling jumped off the ground, and shouted as she ran: "The Tartars are attacking the city, you stay here honestly, I'll take a look."

Everywhere there were shouts of killing, and the soldiers ran back and forth on the city walls, constantly swinging their swords to cut the hooks thrown from the city and returning fire with sharp arrows. In the middle of the city wall is a log with a diameter of one foot and a length of about one zhang, on which is exposed an iron nail about five inches long in the dense forest, which is a bit like a giant mace.

The two officers and soldiers hid under the battlements and only raised the wooden stick and threw it under the city, when they heard a miserable cry, and then shook the winch at both ends and twisted the "mace" back.

Although this kind of city defense tool is a bit cumbersome and delayed, there are several archers at both ends to assist at the same time, which is enough to make up for the shortcomings, and the lethality is not small.

He hurriedly ran to the battlement, and just held on to the battlement, a sharp arrow flew over his cheek with a whoosh, and shot on the lintel of the Jade Emperor Temple with a "tuk", and the tail of the arrow buzzed and trembled, startling Yang Ling into a cold sweat.

Yang Ling froze and hid behind the wall battlements and looked down diagonally, he couldn't help but be surprised, why did so many enemies suddenly appear? I saw that the city was full of Tartar soldiers, the city wall was as high as several zhang, they used hook ropes, hook ladders to throw up the city wall, fearless to climb up, there were a large number of archers running back and forth to shoot arrows upward, covering their siege, the archers on the city also continued to send arrows to fight back, but the enemy was outnumbered, although there was a favorable location, they were still suppressed so that they could not raise their heads.

Yang Ling rushed to the south city gate with his waist on his waist, and rushed up to the city tower, only to hear a loud bang, the ground trembled, and the smoke of gunpowder rose everywhere, which frightened Yang Ling, and looked at the city, only to see a big pit exploded on the ground, and more than ten people were upside down, and a horse with a broken leg fell in a pool of blood and was still screaming.

Yang Ling was secretly speechless, he couldn't see that the artillery at this time was also so powerful, was there an explosive bomb in this era? He thought that the shells at this time were all solid iron balls.

However, the smoke from this cannon was really thick, and Yang Ling had just run over, breathing rapidly. Choked by the fire and coughed, the smoke slowly dissipated, and Huang Xiancheng appeared behind the bunker of the city tower, he beckoned to Yang Ling anxiously: "Virtuous nephew, come over quickly, be careful not to be injured by the stray arrow."

Yang Ling ran over with his waist down, only to see three cannons set up in front of the city tower, facing the city, several gunners were nervously loading and filling the medicine, and the lead of a cannon on the left had been ignited at this time.

Yang Ling's eyes were red from the smoke, and when the smoke in front of him slowly dissipated, he saw that the back seat of the cannon with a bracket under the tower in front of the city tower was more than a foot away, and this was still fixed with an iron anchor on the cannon body, otherwise I don't know where this cannon is going to jump, and several gunners are pushing the cannon back to its original position.

Because the Tartars under the city were scattered and avoided the front, although the cannon shook the mountain, it only killed one person and injured several people, which was quite a feeling of the cannon hitting mosquitoes.

Yang Ling asked loudly, "Lord Huang, why did the Tartars suddenly come so much?" What about Mr. Jiang? ”

Huang Xiancheng pointed to the side front and said loudly: "Erli and a half post have fallen, the Tartars have increased their troops, Jiang General is supervising the battle in front, there are only more than 100 soldiers in the city, you go to the post office, and ask the people from the post office to come up and defend the city."

"Good!" Yang Ling agreed, turned around and ran to the city, at this time Liu Dianshi led more than 200 people Zhuang to rush to the city, and was scattered to all parts of the city wall under the command of a sentry commander, these people are just ordinary people, all of them have no military training, panicked, listened to the soldier's explanation, and regardless of whether there was an enemy under the city, he grabbed the stone and threw it down, so angry that those soldiers stomped their feet.

These people don't know how to protect themselves, a man who came out was shot in the chest by an arrow, Han Youniang, who had just run over, and he was framed by Han Youniang, who had just run over, and the other people were frightened when they saw it, although some officers and soldiers scolded loudly, but they refused to show their heads.

At this time, the street was empty, and the people really stayed at home under the scolding of the officials and did not dare to run around, just ran to the crossroads, Yang Ling saw Ma Yicheng leading more than ten post envoys, driving three carriages were hurriedly coming, Yang Ling hurriedly stopped, and said loudly: "Lord Ma, the Tartars under the city are scattered to attack the city, and the defenders are not enough, Huang County asks you to send all the post envoys to the city to help defend."

Ma Yicheng jumped off the horse and said: "Where are there still manpower, there are also a large number of Tartars attacking the city at the east gate and west gate, and they are short of siege equipment, so they scattered around to climb the city wall, and my people have all been sent out, and these are left, and they are sending cannons to Lord Jiang."

When Yang Ling heard that there were still cannons, he couldn't help but be happy in his heart, but thinking about the effect of the iron guy just now, he was a little disappointed, and he paused: "Now that the Tartars are blooming on all sides, the main thing is that the soldiers defending the city can't take care of it, I'm afraid the cannons are not very useful."

Ma Yicheng commanded the two carriages to drive to the east and west respectively, and he took a carriage to continue to move forward, saying: "The virtuous nephew is wrong, this is not a general's cannon, this cannon is a "thief god machine pomegranate cannon", "Weiyuan stone cannon" and "10,000 enemies lychee cannon", which is the most convenient to defend the city."

Yang Ling heard it inexplicably, and Ma Yicheng saw that he didn't understand, so he explained to him while rushing to the city. The cannon that Ma Yicheng said is actually a bomb, and the "thief magic machine howitzer" is a bit similar to a modern grenade. Cast with pig iron, it is shaped like a ripe large pomegranate.

The "Weiyuan Stone Cannon" is hewn out of stone, equipped with fire, and each stone projectile is also mixed with 100 small stones, which explodes and is extremely lethal. The "10,000-Enemy Lychee Cannon" is the largest, the clay pot is filled with fire, as well as gravel, broken iron, and thistle, and the shrapnel flies hundreds of steps when it explodes, injuring many enemies.

Yang Ling was overjoyed when he heard this, he remembered that when he watched "The Burning of the Old Summer Palace", the Qing Dynasty fought with the Eight-Nation Alliance, which was a battle with devils with a sea of people tactical broadsword and spear, and he couldn't imagine that the firearms of the Ming Dynasty were so developed.

The arrival of this batch of bombs really had a great effect, although the Tatar cavalry using cold weapons was not afraid of death, but they could not fight against the zha medicine at all, with the sound of explosions everywhere, countless casualties under the city, and the siege was temporarily stopped.

There were more than 40 Ming soldiers killed and wounded at the head of the city, plus the people who did not know how to protect themselves, a total of about 100 people.

Jiang Jiang personally beheaded several Tatar soldiers, and with his surname, he carried two bloody swords and loudly scolded the people for their stupidity, and from time to time kicked them in the ass, and scolded the soldiers for teaching them how to fight. Huang Xiancheng, Liu Dianshi and others went to the east and west to inspect the casualties.

Yang Ling climbed the top of the city and saw that the Tatars had retreated to the land of three arrows, and the next round of attacks was brewing, and the Tatar soldiers outside the eastern and western cities also began to gather there, seeing that there were more than 3,000 people. Han Youniang asked for a whistle stick from a familiar servant, and stood beside him and carefully guarded it, although she was petite, she had a sassy and heroic appearance.

Yang Ling saw that there were still so many enemy troops outside the city, even if it was pure attrition, it was unknown whether the remaining defenders could hold the second round of attacks, and the most powerful weapon to defend the city, those bombs were less than twenty, and he felt a little worried.

But now the Ming army has surprised him with the feeling, he didn't expect the Ming Dynasty military technology has been so developed, in his impression that the Ming Dynasty has always been weak and vulnerable, the emperor does not do his job, the eunuchs are a disaster to the world, and the rest is unknown.

However, for an ordinary person who is more familiar with Qing court dramas, he can only know so much, if he didn't know that the current prince is called Zhu Houzhao, and he happened to have watched the movie "Dragon and Phoenix", he didn't know who was the emperor after Emperor Hongzhi now, let alone know more about the Ming Dynasty.

Since the history of the Ming Dynasty was cultivated by the Qing Dynasty, the hidden truth is self-evident, and the jokes and interpretations derived from it are, of course, even more unbelievable. A copy of "Yangzhou Ten Chronicles" and a "Jiading Massacre of the City" were annihilated in China for more than 200 years, and only found out from the book more than 200 years later, which shows the thoroughness of the Qing Dynasty.

In fact, at that time, the Ming Dynasty was not far from capitalism. Iron production is the sum of the whole of Europe, one-third of the world's silver flows to China because of trade, and industrial output accounts for more than 60% of the world's output, while the so-called Qianlong heyday, the world's output accounted for only 6%.

It is no wonder that the Ming Dynasty missionary Matteo Ricci's "Notes on China" wrote about China in this way: "Material production here is extremely abundant, everything is available, sugar is whiter than Europe, and cloth is more exquisite than Europe...... The people are beautifully dressed and graceful, and the people are in good spirits, polite, and elegant. Macartney, a British envoy who visited during the Qianlong period, said: "There is astonishing poverty everywhere...... A lot of people don't have clothes to wear...... The army is as tattered as Hanako."

In the Ming Dynasty, China, some like the later generations, they can invent their own inventions, and those who can't invent will spend a lot of money to buy foreign goods and then study and imitate, at that time, the "Shenji Battalion" in the capital, each battalion of 5,000 people, with 3,600 thunderbolts, 200 Dalian bead guns, and 400 guns, what a modern equipment!

However, the irreconcilable economic and cultural advancement and political and military [***] made a more backward culture enter the relatively civilized China, time was miraculously turned back, scientists disappeared, and advanced firearms were buried.

In the "Yaksa War", the Qing army captured the trigger-fired arquebus, Kangxi left only two for his own play, and ordered the Qing army to prohibit the use of this new type of musket, on the grounds that "the bow and arrow spear awarded by the predecessors must not be interrupted". By the time of the Opium War, the Qing soldiers armed with broadswords and spears were completely unfamiliar with firearms, and actually regarded them as evil things, thinking that they could be broken with dog blood.

Yang Ling naturally didn't know much about these things, but he saw that the weapons used by the Ming army were too unexpected, and he remembered that the Eight Banners Army swept through China later, and he couldn't figure out the reason for it for a while.

The boss of the "Hongyan Building" specially killed a big fat pig to reward the soldiers, and Han Youniang went over to take two bowls of rice and a bowl of fatty pork stew, and called: "Xianggong, let's eat."

Yang Ling woke up from his daze, and hurriedly took the meal from Han Youniang's hand, rested it on the snow-covered city wall, and the two of them stood by the wall to eat. Yang Ling was also really hungry, and pulled into most of the bowl of rice, only to find that Han Youniang was eating the food in small bites, looking at herself with a smile, and couldn't help but ask strangely, "See what I do?" ”

Han Youniang pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly: "I see that Xianggong eats deliciously, and I am happy in my heart."

Yang Ling's eyes were a little wet, he saw that Han Youniang and himself were rushing to eat vegetables again, leaving the meat in the bowl, the weather was cold, and the oil was about to condense, so he hurriedly put two pieces in her bowl and ordered: "Hurry up and eat all the meat, Xianggong doesn't like to eat fatty pork, you know?" ”

Han Youniang sweetly agreed, cut off the meat with chopsticks, and sent it to Yang Ling's bowl with a thin one, holding the rice herself, her eyes showing from the edge of the bowl, looking at him with a flutter, Yang Ling smiled helplessly, so she obediently pulled the meat chop into her mouth and chewed it in a big mouthful, Han Youniang saw that he ate quite deliciously, and her big eyes were bent into a crescent moon with satisfaction.

After eating, Han Youniang obediently grabbed the bowl and wanted to send it back, Yang Ling saw a grain of rice on the corner of her mouth, and couldn't help but stretch out her finger and scrape it on her lips funny, Han Youniang was stunned, and couldn't help but be a little embarrassed when she saw a grain of rice stuck to his finger. Goodbye Yang Ling didn't bounce the rice away, but put the grain of rice into his mouth, and his pretty face suddenly turned red.

She hurriedly glanced left and right, and found that no one paid attention to her husband's almost ridiculous intimate behavior, and her shoulders that were raised because of nervousness collapsed with confidence, and seeing that Xianggong was still looking at herself with a smile, she couldn't help but glance at him shyly, and hurriedly picked up the bowl and turned around and ran away.

Yang Ling saw that although she was also wearing a men's robe, her waist was still slender, and there was a moving charm between the swings, and she didn't feel a wave in her heart, thinking of the possibility that one day she would give her tenderness and love for herself to another man, her heart was suddenly full of jealousy: "Now that the atmosphere is like this, the young lady will definitely not remarry, right?" Then can I do it?"

He suddenly turned around, grabbed a handful of white snow and rubbed his cheeks: ", what did you think about coming?" If there is too much emotional investment, won't it make her even more painful? You haven't tried, how do you know you can't make her fall in love with someone else? ”

"Falling in love with someone else?" As soon as the thought popped into his mind, he found it even more unbearable than the loss of her. The scales of love began to oscillate between selfishness and "greatness", and the snow melted like tears on his face.

"Woo~~~", the horn sounded out inappropriately, Yang Ling wiped a handful of snow water from his face hatefully, bent down and picked up a stone weighing more than twenty catties.

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