Hearing the sound of the trumpet, the soldiers rushed to the top of the city and looked nervously down the city. The Tatar cavalry did not scatter in all directions to attack the city like Fang Cai, and in the dense enemy thicket, more than a dozen rudimentary siege ladders appeared, which seemed to have been cut down from the mountains temporarily.

The walls of the Chicken Song Post are not extremely high, and if you put up a ladder and have the cover of the Tartar soldiers' miraculous archery, only a little bit of the city's manpower will be breached, and then the general trend will be gone.

Jiang Bin held two knives in his hands and said murderously: "Set up the generals for me and bombard their ladders!" Immediately, a few soldiers and people ran over and helped the gunner nervously adjust the position of the cannon.

In the distance erected a strange-looking thing, on all sides of the wooden cross, about five feet high, the top is a platform, the bottom is a larger square platform, two rows of wooden wheels are exposed on the side, and in front of it hangs a whole cowhide, it is impossible to see the inside, but seeing the strange thing swaying forward by itself, you can guess that the Tartar soldiers are hiding behind the cowhide cover and pushing the wooden platform forward. The dense mass of Tatar soldiers followed behind and began to move forward, and from the city it looked like a dark cloud covering the snow.

The sun had risen high, and everywhere it was shining with a chilling cold light of swords and guns. Jiang Bin raised his knife and pointed at the tic-tac-toe bracket and shouted, "Quick, blow up that siege chariot for me."

The Tartars got closer and closer, and the soldiers lying in front of them with their bows and arrows suddenly shouted: "My lord, there are our people in front, and the Tartars have captured our people and stand in front."

"Huh?" When Jiang Bin heard this, he hurriedly rushed to the front and looked down against the wall, at this time the Tartar was getting closer and closer, and he could see clearly that there were men and women, old and young, all of whom were in the costumes of the Central Plains.

Beat? Those are all the people of the Ming Dynasty, who dares to bear the charge of massacring the villagers. Don't fight? If the Tartar soldiers were allowed to rush closer, they would not survive either, and the entire Rooster Post would also fall.

Jiang Bin rolled his eyes and scolded viciously: "Beat me, that's a Tartar trick, it's all Tartar pretend, give me a hard beating."

The muzzle of the cannon was already aimed at the siege chariot, and Jiang Bin's cheeks couldn't help but twitch as he watched the gunner bring the torch closer to the lead. At this time, a Minzhuang suddenly shouted: "Can't fight, can't fight, that's our folks, I recognize, the one on the left is my uncle, these are all villagers on the edge of the city."

The fire twist was burning "with a bang", and Liu Inspector was quick with his hands, and he suddenly pulled out his knife and slashed it on the cannon with a "sonorous knife", cutting off the medicine twist, and the pale Huang Xiancheng and Wang Zhushu couldn't help but sigh.

Jiang Bin was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, and said with green tendons on his forehead: "I said that my lords, if the chariot is close to the city, we people will not be able to defend the city at all, and we will not be able to make the woman's kindness at this time."

Huang Xiancheng said: "No, as parents and officials, how can we hurt our own people? If you are good at picking arrows, shoot the Tartars directly and prevent them from approaching", several civil officials next to him nodded again and again.

Ordered to bomb without distinction between the enemy and us? The county chronicle is afraid that they will record their stigma from now on, and they will be scolded for thousands of generations, how can they bear such a crime? Moreover, if the imperial envoy knew that the impeachment was above the court, even if he escaped the butcher's knife of the Tatars today, I am afraid that the emperor would be guilty.

Several archers squeaked and drew their bows, and the arrows flew sideways. But the front of the chariot that had entered the firing distance was covered with cowhide, which had not been made of nitrate, and it was so tough and hard that the bow and arrow could not penetrate it at all, and the Tartars of the brigade hid behind the siege chariot and slowly approached, not caring at all.

Jiang Bin was anxious and shouted: "This place is under my command, gunner, fight me, knock down the chariot for me!" ”

Huang Xiancheng shouted angrily: "Who dares? The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty slaughtered the people of the Ming Dynasty, how can it be reasonable! I am the county governor of this county, Lord Min is not here, and the officials of this county, including the garrison, are all under the jurisdiction of this official, who dares to disobey the order? The gunners looked at each other, not knowing whose orders to take.

A few bows and arrows were shot at the cowhide, but the cowhide was shaken a few times, at most one or two arrows were hooked on the cowhide, there was no deterrent, and a Tatar cavalryman jumped to the chariot with a rifle in one hand and shouted in Chinese: "There are all your Ming people in front, who dares to shoot arrows?" You've shown me clearly! ”

The man turned his horse back, snatched a package from a woman's hand, and galloped back, and the woman cried and chased after her, and when she caught up with a sharp arrow, which hit her waistcoat, and the woman shook twice and fell to the ground.

There was a silence in the city, and the woman fell to the ground, but there was no way to save her. The sturdy Tartar went to the city with a gun, wrapped his hand in the air, and the sharp tip of the spear in his right hand pierced it at once, standing high in the air, and shouted triumphantly: "We know that there are not many defenders in the city, and we can quickly open the city and surrender, and we can save our lives, otherwise the whole city will be slaughtered, and such a child will never let go!" ”

Then the people at the head of the city knew that the burden he was carrying in his hand was a baby, and all the eyes were torn, even the archers with bows, and they did not know whether they were frightened or hated, and their arms trembled, and they could no longer pull away their bows.

Seeing the blood flowing down the barrel of the gun, and a drop falling on the snow, Han Youniang reached out to cover her mouth, and held Yang Ling's arm tightly with her other hand, tears had blurred her eyes.

After a long time, Jiang Bin suddenly yelled: "What the are you doing in a daze?" Fire! Shoot me! You stupid nerds, you want the Tartars to rush up and slaughter us all before you willingly? ”

Huang Xiancheng trembled his lips and said, "No, no", but he couldn't spit out a complete sentence. Yang Ling didn't expect the Tartars to be so ferocious, seeing this bloody scene, the huge psychological gap made him suddenly realize a reality: now is now, the current foreign race is the foreign race, and it is all beasts with no surname.

Seeing that an infant infant had been stabbed to death by a bloodthirsty barbarian without blinking, he had been bleeding through his eyes, he shook off the young girl's arm, rushed to the cannon, snatched the torch from the gunner's hand, lit the fuse, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "it! Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

With a "boom", the cannon roared, and the cannonballs landed accurately on the chariot, shattering the pedestal, and several civilians in front of them and the Tartar soldiers pushing the siege platform under the pedestal were blown to pieces. The huge scaffolds staggered down, and the few Han people who were not killed by the bomb scattered and fled, and several carved arrows shot them one by one on the snow.

The Tartar soldiers under the city wall who were threatening the challenge were horrified when they saw this, and immediately turned their horses' heads and fled back, but as soon as the horse's head was turned, a sharp arrow shot into the back of his neck, swallowing and seeking, and the Tartars did not say a word, and planted their horses on their backs, and one foot was still hanging in the horses' shoes, and the dead body was dragged back to the main camp by the horses.

At the head of the city, Han Youniang had red eyes, holding a war bow snatched from the soldiers next to her, and another carving feather had been put on the bowstring. Unlike the fast-firing and short-range crossbow, this bow was very similar to the longbow she used to hunt in the mountains, and at the age of 12 she had used it to shoot raccoons running through the dense forest, and it was naturally effortless to shoot at the unsheltered Tartar soldiers below the city.

Seeing that the meat shield was useless, the Tartars shouted and carried more than a dozen wooden ladders to the city wall in several teams.

The cannon was bounced out of place again, the smoke cleared, and Yang Ling held the torch, trembling like a fallen leaf in the wind. His face was blackened, and with a pair of red eyes, he slowly turned around to look at Huang Xiancheng and Ma Yicheng above, and said in a hoarse voice: "Pit viper claw, strong man untie his wrist." The big picture matters! ”

Huang Xiancheng looked at him directly, suddenly shouted, rushed over frantically, and struggled to pick up a piece of stone and threw it viciously to the city, Wang Zhushu and Ma Yicheng also rushed up like crazy, Jiang Bin didn't dare to let all these people die here, and immediately called a few soldiers to drag these crazy scholars into the Yuelou.

He rushed to Yang Ling, slapped him heavily on the shoulder, and praised: "Okay, what a great thing the woman's benevolence has achieved, no matter what others think, if nearly 10,000 people in Jimingyi can keep their surnames, it will all be thanks to you!" ”

He spat on the ground and yelled, "Keep firing and blow up all the wooden ladders of the Tartars!" ”

However, by this time, the Tatar soldiers under the city had already avoided the main tower, scattered the two wings, set up ladders at the city wall and began to storm, and the role of the cannon had weakened. Yang Ling retreated to the side, whether it was the neighing of war horses, the sound of arrows breaking through the air, or the neighing and screaming, it seemed that it had become the voice of another world, and there were already two wooden ladders that had been attacked by the city, and they were forcibly suppressed by Jiang Bin and his people, but he stood there in despair. Although he knew that the most rational thing to do at this time was to ruthlessly bombard him, otherwise he would give away more lives in vain, but those people died at their own hands with their own hands, and there was still a strong sense of guilt.

The bombs have been used up, and the originally cowardly and fearful people seem to have been inspired to have blood in their bones, and the stones, rolling wood, and lime are all used, and many people have picked up the swords and guns of the dead sergeants and joined the hand-to-hand combat.

Not far away, four Tartars had rushed up from an escalator, and there were still people behind them who kept climbing up, fighting fiercely with the Ming army. Seeing that the situation was not good, Jiang Bin danced two bloody sabers and pounced like a gust of wind.

Yang Ling was awakened by the screams that were close at hand, at this time the officers and soldiers defending the city were desperately short of manpower, and there was no new force to replenish the gap, Yang Ling didn't think about it, grabbed a spear and rushed over.

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