Some people say that troubled times are turmoil and heroes; Some people say that troubled times are the collapse of law and order and the extinction of human nature; Some people say that in troubled times, prices are soaring, and the day is precarious; Some people say that in troubled times, materialistic desires are rampant and people's hearts are distorted, and Sun Xiong, who witnessed the fall of innocent people one by one, just wants to say that the troubled times are the era of bullshit that cares about people's lives.

No one sympathizes, no one is sorry, a team of innocent people are driven to attack the city like beasts, and they are cut down like a stubble of wheat, these people are old and young, there are men and women, they look very pitiful, but unfortunately this is the battlefield, a little hesitation is a catastrophe, although Sun Xiong is very sympathetic to these people who can't help themselves, the helpless and desperate faces also moved him, but he had to harden his heart again and again and order his subordinates to attack.

Righteousness is not in charge of wealth, mercy is not in charge of soldiers.

Arrows, stones, and firebolts ruthlessly harvested the lives of the people again and again, and for a time the cries, screams, the vibration of the bowstring, the sound of arrows breaking through the air and the sound of fire guns were endless, and the people who were forced to attack the city could only fall one after another, but the morale of the Sichuan army on the city wall was also humiliated.

Manly, the slaughter of unarmed people is not proud, but pathetic, many soldiers wiped their tears while attacking, and hated the Manchu Tartars to the bone in their hearts.

I don't know how many people have been put down, when the Qing army of Bo Xishan Ming Jin withdrew its troops, the corpses outside the city of Ningqiang Prefecture were all over the field, and the blood stained the earth, and the pieces of condensed red were like plum blossoms blooming in the snow, beautiful and desolate.

It is said that people are in the rivers and lakes, and they are themselves, for soldiers, military orders are like mountains, and when can they be themselves, knowing that those people are not much of a threat, their goal is to consume ammunition and arrows, but they still have to put them down.

I was speechless all night, as if I had a tacit understanding. The Sichuan army did not go out of the city to attack the camp that night, and the Qing army did not take advantage of the night to attack the city, as if both sides needed a tranquility to recall or summarize what happened during the day.

Ningqiang Prefecture City clashed for a day, Zhang Rui's troops stationed in Heifengling outside the city also competed with Hong Chengchou, who had rich combat experience, Hong Chengchou sent people to guard various key roads, only defended but did not attack, cowered in the position, and used bows and arrows, firecrackers and artillery to weave a big net, Zhang Rui led his troops to fight with Hong Chengchou, and many times he touched away. There was no shopping.

It's very simple, it's not yet time to fight hard, the Sichuan army in the city and outside the city are not far apart, and it is expected that the two sides can communicate with each other through the beacon fire and the flag, Zhang Rui is not in a hurry, he is proficient in field warfare, with sharp firearms and clever cavalry, with 5,000 people to beat Hong Chengchou, who has 30,000 people.

Of course. When such a big thing happened, Zhang Rui didn't dare to slack off, and sent someone to send the latest information back to Sichuan as soon as possible, and handed it over to Lu Haoshan to deal with.

The night faded. Dawn came, a new day did not bring peace to Ningqiang Prefecture, and as soon as the day dawned, a new round of offensive by the Qing army began again.

"Official. Spare our lives, we are all ordinary people who do our duty. ”

"We're all forced."

"Official, the child is innocent. Please let him go. ”

"I don't want to die, please, let me go."

As if it had recurred yesterday, the same scene appeared again, the wolf-like soldiers of the Eight Banners were expressionless with knives and leather whips to drive those people to attack the city, Sun Xiong closed his eyes, hardened his heart and continued to give the order to attack.

The battle lasted until noon, and just when Sun Xiong and the others thought that today was like this again, suddenly the drum beat changed, becoming heavy and powerful, and the legs and footsteps became neat and powerful.

"General, general, you see, the Qing army has begun to attack the city." Yan Lin on the side said with some excitement.

Sun Xiong's eyes opened and he couldn't help but get up in spirit, that's right, he finally stopped driving the people to consume ammunition, and instead used regular soldiers to attack the city, only to see a square team formed outside the city, some people held shields, some people held bows and arrows, some people pushed and collided with cars, some people carried ladders, and they looked like a siege.

It's finally time for the real thing.

No wonder Yan Lin, as a deputy general, was still happy and excited when the enemy attacked him, blindly slaughtering those unarmed civilians, which was an insult to an excellent soldier, a real manly man, would rather face the real challenge than do such a hurtful thing.

Looking more carefully, Sun Xiong showed a sneer on his lips: It was the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty who attacked, and these soldiers who defected to the Manchu Qing Dynasty naturally wanted to be cannon fodder charging ahead.

Sun Xiong will naturally not be polite to this kind of person who has betrayed his ancestors and forgotten his ancestors, and when those soldiers of the Han Eight Banners rushed up, he ordered his subordinates to attack and beat them hard.

In order to save ammunition, the front mostly used bird guns, arrows and seven-eyed guns, and now in earnest, Sun Xiong replaced the front group of soldiers, and replaced them with a group of soldiers who were recuperated and armed with new firearms and began to shoot.

"Bang Bang"

"Bang ......"

For a while, the sound of guns was loud, the bullets rained down, in the sound of guns, there were constantly soldiers who fell, some people were hit by the vital point, and they fell on the way to charge, some people were injured after being shot, and fell to the ground howling in pain, to the surprise of Sun Xiong and a group of Sichuan troops, there was no supervision team behind, these soldiers of the Han Eight Banners simply rushed to the death, one fell, and the other immediately made up, and rushed forward desperately.

"Nima, aren't these guys greedy for life and afraid of death? Why are you so desperate for your new master? What a thief. Sun Xiong took a sip and said with some disdain.

Yan Lin was silent for a while, and said with some feelings: "General, not every soldier is greedy for life and afraid of death, like these soldiers of the previous dynasty, not necessarily surrendered to the Manchu Qing because they were afraid of death, the Ming Dynasty has accumulated disadvantages for a long time, the imperial court is in arrears of military salaries, and some of them are delayed for two or three years, and the soldiers have not eaten a few times throughout the year. Which soldier has no old or young in his family, his family is starving and afraid, and many people who are so disappointed in the previous dynasty that they change their ways, even the soldiers who defected are also soldiers, and soldiers are dignified. ”

After that, he added on the side: "The Manchu Eight Banners have a complete reward and punishment system, every inch of merit will be rewarded, and the pension for the war dead is also extremely rich, so these soldiers are willing to die, that Dolgon is really a generation of generals, those soldiers have been trained by him, and the sheep have been trained by him to become wolves." ”

"Alas," Sun Xiong said in a rare way: "They are born from the same root, so why not be in a hurry to fry each other." ”

After speaking, he suddenly shouted loudly: "What are you doing, give me a hard fight, they all rushed up, grenades, grenades, blow me up, blow up these turtle grandsons, and who is not guarding the city." ”

In the dumbfounded general Yan Lin, the Sichuan army on the city wall was busy pulling the line and throwing out the more lethal grenades, for a while the explosions were everywhere, and the screams were endless, the city wall was full of corpses, and more than half of the casualties were killed in a blink of an eye.

Repelled a formal attack, but Sun Xiong couldn't laugh, when those Han Eight Banner soldiers approached, they used bows and arrows and firecrackers to attack the Sichuan soldiers on the city wall, and when this wave of attacks retreated, 36 dead and 120 wounded, this was the first casualty in two days, Sun Xiong felt a little heavy.

Of course, the Han Banner that came to attack was by no means good, at least leaving nearly 500 corpses, in terms of firepower output, it was naturally the Sichuan army that was more superior, and the soldiers of the Han Eight Banners who were besieging the city below were not stupid, and they came prepared with a thick shield with iron plates to protect the vital points, which greatly reduced the power of the new firearms.

The first wave of the attack had just stopped less than half an hour, the Qing army made a comeback, this time more prepared, many soldiers pushed and pushed a car with several layers of wooden planks and cowhide as a baffle, people hid behind the car, and attacked in a swarm, in fact, the Manchus also purchased a lot of firearms from Sichuan, and studied weapons to deal with it early, and now it finally came in handy.

For the first time, Sun Xiong put away his contempt and ordered his men to bring out catapults, artillery, oil, wood and other materials, and prepare to face this challenge.

The battle has continued, relying on the superiority of numbers, Dolgon ordered his men to launch offensives again and again, Sun Xiong responded calmly, and foiled Dolgon's conspiracy again and again, as the battle heated up, the casualties on both sides became larger and larger, a layer of tall corpses was piled up under the city wall, and the Sichuan army was not low, and the stretcher that carried the wounded had not stopped since the beginning of the battle.

The small city of Ningqiang Prefecture has become a huge meat grinder, and when the sun sets and the two sides withdraw their troops, the battlefield has already filled the battlefield with a smell of blood, and some recruits want to be disgusted when they smell it.

The recruits are not good, Sun Xiong and Yan Lin are not in a good mood, the combat effectiveness of the Manchu Eight Banners is really strong, this half-day siege, the real Manchu Eight Banners have not yet been dispatched, and the casualties on their own side are close to two thousand.

This Dorgon really can't be taken lightly.

As soon as it was dark, the two sides tacitly agreed to collect the gold, and did not plan to fight at night, which made Sun Xiong and others breathe a sigh of relief: Dolgon had no intention of fighting at night, so he dug a ditch outside the camp and put antlers and other things, obviously to prevent the Sichuan army from attacking the camp late at night.

After dark, Sun Xiong was not idle, first went to the wounded barracks to comfort the wounded soldiers, and then checked the combat readiness, even while eating, he discussed countermeasures with his subordinates, how to deal with future challenges, etc., and was busy until late at night, and inspected the city again, and saw that there was no abnormality, so he dragged his tired body back to the camp tent to rest.

The night, silent, there is no moon in the sky, the five fingers are not visible in the dark night, the soldiers who have fought for a day have eaten enough to throw themselves on the warm and comfortable bed early, make up for a good night's sleep, and prepare to kill the enemy tomorrow to grab merit, if it is not for the occasional smell of blood in the wind, many people can't believe that this is the battlefield of killing.

The time has passed, the ugly time has passed, the time has passed, and the five watches on behalf of the Mao time have also sounded, and everyone thought that this night was safe to spend the time, as if there was a tacit understanding, when the gong of the five watches was struck, a pair of eyes with a sharp light suddenly opened in the dark night.......... (to be continued......