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A blizzard is definitely a trouble for siege, but with such a big blizzard, the firearms of the Ming army will also be useless. "The top novel, the Mongols are more advantageous, and the odds are more. The more Galtu thought about it, the more excited he became, and he was dancing with his hands, not knowing why.

"Heaven is helping us, and the elimination of the Han people is just around the corner!"

Gartu turned his head sharply and stared feverishly at the King of the Heavens, even more fiery than a young man staring at his bride, eager to accomplish good deeds at once.

Shanba, who was standing on the side, felt unusual, and peeked at Hong Tian, but this one was light and light, his lips moved slightly, and he seemed to be reading scriptures. The wind and snow grew heavier, stopped chanting, opened his eyes, and looked at everyone with a smile.

That chic, that benevolent, that calm and confident, where is the ordinary man, it is clearly the Nine Heavens Immortals who came to the world.

Resisting the urge to bow and worship, Gartu bowed deeply to His Holiness.

"The master's mana is all over the world, and his cultivation is shocking the past and the present, Xiao Wang is really admired, and he has the courage to ask the master to be the protector of the country, assist Xiao Wang, and make contributions, Xiao Wang is very grateful!"

directly sealed the official and made a wish, and the other Taiji didn't dare to say anything, and they were extremely respectful to the mysterious Dharma King one by one. There is only Shanba, who is despised.

From the morning, the weather is warm, and in winter there is such a situation that ordinary people know that it is going to snow. But these Taiji didn't understand, so Hong Tian took advantage of the loophole.

In fact, it's not that I don't understand, but I'm just facing a difficult problem, in a dilemma, and I don't have an idea. At this time, I hope that someone can guide me. It just so happened that a Dharma King with "great powers" appeared and pointed out a clear path for them, and these people naturally obeyed their orders, even if they were originally opposed, they did not dare to say a word, for fear of offending the gods......

To put it bluntly, it's like a lovelorn person going to a fortune teller, just flickering a few words, and obediently giving the money.

It's Shanba, who knows the roots, and he sees through the shoddy tricks at a glance, of course he doesn't dare to say more.

Faced with the solicitation of Galtu. Hong Tian's face was not wavering, and he said in a gentle voice: "His Royal Highness the King of Khan, the old monk is just an outsider, His Royal Highness has more important deeds to do, if you can build a temple for the old monk in the city in the future and promote Buddhism, the old monk is grateful!" ”

"Didn't say that!"

Galtu, who was in a good mood, agreed, as long as he could plunder enough slaves and wealth, a temple was nothing!

With the blessings of Heaven and His Holiness. No one objected to attacking Yingzhou anymore, but the people such as Jintu and Batu all looked like they couldn't work hard, and if they wanted to beat you Gartu yourself, we just watched it.

Gattu doesn't count on them either. Immediately let his brother Embu Chuhuer serve as the commander, and gathered 30,000 Tumut warriors, to take advantage of the wind and snow to take Yingzhou in one fell swoop.

"King Khan. Although there are not many people in the small ones, they are also willing to charge for the Khan King, and ask the Khan King for permission! ”

Shanba took the initiative to ask for battle. Old Gaertu was relieved.

"Well, you are the most loyal to this king, and you have invited King Hongtian, and you have a great credit. There are not many people in your tribe, so follow this king and act as a guard. When Yingzhou is taken, the king will definitely reward him well, and anyone who is of the same mind as the king will not be treated badly! ”

Gartu looked like a victor and began to be a hero......

The falling snowflakes are like small knives, scraping on the face and hurting. Zhang Feng held on to the battlement and looked into the distance.

Yang Long followed closely behind him, and the wind and snow turned the two of them into Santa Claus.

"Big brother, don't worry, the adults are both wise and brave, there must be nothing to do, maybe they have already started attacking the Tartars."

"I can naturally trust the second brother's ability!" Zhang Feng said proudly: "However, what I'm worried about is ourselves. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"This snow has come well and badly. With the cover of wind and snow, it will be much easier for the second child to attack the Tartars, but it will also be easier for the Tartars to attack us. ”

Yang Long was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Big brother, you said that the Tartars still dare to attack the city?" ”

"Why don't you dare, Yongzhen said that this is called the darkness before dawn, the closer to victory, the more you have to guard against the enemy's dying struggle, not to mention that there are more than 100,000 people outside the city!"

Zhang Feng said, patting the battlement, "Pass my order, all the soldiers will cancel the rest, and the city will send double manpower." The people and the people are also mobilized, and if the Tartars attack the city, they will fight to the end! ”

Yang Long has always been obedient, nodded hurriedly and vigorously, turned around and went down to arrange.

Woo...... Woo......

The wind became more and more violent, the dense snowflakes obscured the vision, and there was a faint sound of war drums, and Zhang Feng, who was standing at the head of the city, suddenly woke up.

"It's coming!"

Sure enough, from the wind and snow, a black oppressive figure rushed out, and they screamed and rushed towards the city. I don't know if it's a feeling of insanity, these tartars are more fanatical than ever, they are like crazy people!

No matter what, don't even think about snatching Yingzhou from Lao Tzu!

"Brothers, kill the Tartars!"

"Kill the Tartars!"

"Kill the Tartars!"

The shouts came and went, and the soldiers at the head of the city clenched their weapons.

The sword and shield soldiers and pikemen were the main force of white-knuckle warfare, they were at the front, followed by the militia, and behind the militia were more than 500 musketeers, who could not use the most suitable weapons, but they were still fearless, holding the waist knife in their hands, as long as they shouted, they would still kill the sky in the dark!

At the end were the gunners and the people of the city, men, women, and children, all of whom could move, with weapons in their hands, even kitchen knives and basins. If the Tartars were allowed to kill them, they would all become the most miserable slaves, and life would be worse than death. It's better to give up your life and fight, even if you die in battle, adults will build temples to worship, and the incense is continuous, which is much better than the days when people are not ghosts and ghosts!

Something called the same hatred was spreading, and at last the first Tartar stepped on the corpse of his former companion and rushed to the wall.

"Kill!"

The spear stabbed out, hitting the heart of the Tartar, the Tartar grabbed the head of the spear, and the two of them fought desperately and fell to the city together......

A steady stream of Tartars came bravely, and the violent storm and snow not only made the guns of the Uiju soldiers useless, but also the bows and arrows of the Tartars were also worthless. No matter how powerful an archer is, the arrows he shoots don't know where the wind has taken them.

At this time, there is only white-knuckle hand-to-hand combat, fighting to the death with life!

The Tartar raised his scimitar and frantically rushed towards the Ming army with a forest of spears, the first row was pierced, and the back were immediately replenished, round after round, endlessly.

The Yizhou soldiers are not immortals, they have been fighting continuously and have long been exhausted. At this time, it was just a breath of heart, and as the battle continued, people kept falling under the city or being hacked to death by the Tartars.

The sacrifice of every outstanding soldier made Zhang Feng's heart bleed. But he has to hold on, even if he fights out, he can't let the Tartars get to Yingzhou!

At this time, another wave of Tartars rushed up, cutting down more than a dozen Ming troops in a row, and rushed to the city wall.

"Big brother. Let me go! ”

Yang Long took the initiative to ask for battle, he pointed to the middle of the city wall and said, "Big brother, the corpses of the Tartars are piled up into steps, and they can rush up without a ladder. If you don't ruin the steps. Sooner or later, the walls will not be protected. ”

Zhang Feng frowned and said, "That's right, it's just that it's not easy to destroy the steps, there are so many Tartars......"

"Big brother, leave it to the little brother!" Yang Long smiled: "I'm just a bad life." Following the eldest brother, following the young guard, I was actually mixed up with the guerrilla general. Even if you die in battle, it's worth it! ”

Yang Long said and nodded to the ground on one knee and said, "Big brother, take care of your nephew!" ”

After saying a word, Yang Long jumped up, turned around to greet his subordinates, and rushed forward bravely. From beginning to end, Zhang Feng didn't say anything, he really didn't know what to say: Brother, good luck!

Yang Long led more than thirty people, like tigers descending the mountain, and rushed towards the Tartars.

The two torrents collided together, Yang Long waved the machete in his hand like flying, and the oncoming Tartar did not have the courage to join them, either their arms were cut off or their heads were chopped.

Yang Long was like an unstoppable killing god, the brothers on the side guarded tightly, blocking the open swords and hidden arrows on the side, stepping on the corpse of the Tartar, desperately counterattacking, and even forced the Tartar to retreat from the city wall.

In front of it is the battlement, and outside the city is the steps made of human bodies, and if you take this step, you will never say goodbye to life and death......

Yang Long was stunned for a moment, and then rushed out.

"Tartars, let them all die!"

The soldiers behind did not hesitate, and as Yang Long rushed out, they rushed the Tartars back again and again.

The soldiers in charge of demolition at the head of the city rushed to the pile of corpses with sapper shovels and powder kegs, and all they had to do was to blow them all up, and then burn them all with fire oil, completely destroying the roads!

Yang Long rushed to the city at this time, and immediately the Tartars from all directions were killed. They didn't notice the Ming army's movements, but Yang Long's actions were too deceitful.

The Tartars shouted frantically, rushing up desperately, in all directions, everywhere, gradually there were fewer and fewer brothers around him, Yang Long's shoulder suddenly hurt, no need to ask, he must be injured!

Yang Long, who is desperate, seems to have become more crazy, and the most brilliant moment of his life must not be a bad seed. The potential of the body seems to be stimulated, and no matter how many Tartars come, they must be sent to see Hades.

I don't know how long I slashed, Yang Long suddenly felt a lightness in his hand, the machete broke, and looked to both sides, there was no longer a standing companion, they were all killed, and at their feet, there were three times as many tartars as their own.

The angry Mongols screamed, and they rushed up again to dismember Yang Long's body.

In the cold wind, Yang Long's swaying body seems to be not worth mentioning, but in the eyes of the Tartars, it looks like a mountain!

When death came, he did not have a trace of fear, he had no weapon in his hand, he opened his mouth, and a thick cloud of bloody phlegm fell the face of the Tartar warrior at the front.

"Damn Huza, go die!"

Just when the scimitar was less than two feet away from the top of Yang Long's head, there was a sudden loud bang, and the ground under his feet trembled.

The buried gunpowder exploded, and a ball of fire rose into the sky, and countless corpses of the Tartars were blown up and fell into the crowd of Tartars, smashing them to cry for their fathers and mothers.

The shortcut to the siege was cut off, and the eyes of Emubu Chuhu'er, who was supervising the battle behind, widened, screamed, and fell from the warhorse...... (A good event for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you!) Follow from ~ point / official account (WeChat add friends - add official account - enter dd), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now pay attention to the dd WeChat public account! (To be continued......)