For the army of the Ming Dynasty, basically the destruction of the city meant the end of the battle, and the occasional street fighting did not last long. But this is definitely not the case, street fighting is a compulsory course that Gu Zhenhua has always emphasized. When Tang Zhanxiong designed the defense system, he had already made full preparations.

The Tartars crashed in, definitely touching the iron plate, looking at the group of Tartars who kept falling, Tang Zhanxiong showed a contemptuous smile.

"Here, give them a little more spice!"

Suddenly a line of archers rushed out, bows in one hand and arrows coated with brimstone in the other, and the flames burst into flames. Rockets rained down and fell in the middle of the tartars. Most of the Tartars wear cotton armor, because the cotton armor is more effective against lead shots, and secondly, the cotton armor is warm enough.

But this also brings a problem, that is, fear of fire! If a spark splashes on your body, it will burn, let alone a rocket. One by one, the tartars burned, and they pounced desperately, but to no avail. Some people ran in despair, staining the people around them with fire, causing even greater damage.

They cried out desperately, and fell to the ground in pain, reduced to charcoal. Listening to the painful screams of these Tartars before they died, An**'s soldiers couldn't help but tighten their hearts, and cold sweat broke out on their backs!

Burn alive!

It wasn't a human voice at all, it was a group of ghosts shouting!

"Shoot!"

Tang Zhanxiong still gave the order mercilessly, and the thousands of Tartars who rushed into the city were almost wiped out, and only a lucky few escaped.

Their courage was completely frightened, and they continued to crawl. With only one thought, he frantically fled to the Tartar army. Even the Tartars, who had been attacking with other attacks, were frightened and retreated one after another.

The Tartars, who were in charge of the war, saw that they had been defeated and returned. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he raised his ghost-headed knives one by one, rushing up, and was about to cut these guys.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Stop! Let them all come back! ”

The big guy looked back, it was Ao Bai who gave the order, these people were all confused, hasn't this adult always been extremely ruthless. How did you change your personality, it's really unbelievable!

Ao Bai did not give any explanation, but ordered Mingjin to withdraw his troops. In the afterglow of the fall, the tartars, with their scars, dragged the corpses and the wounded and retreated to the camp. The morale that was originally high has also dropped a lot.

Ao Bai pressed the hilt of the knife in his hand. It's like a stone monument. Standing in front of everyone with a blank face.

"The warriors of the Great Qing Dynasty, you have fought very well, better than any siege battle in the past, our hard training these days is effective, and the sweat paid is worth it!"

Ao Bai has always been beaten or scolded, but at this time, he suddenly praised him, which made everyone at a loss and stunned.

Ao Bai said again: "What this official said is not a lie. The reason why we failed to capture Luochuan is that our enemies are not rice buckets, and they are also a group of the most fierce and tenacious warriors. ”

Listen to Aobai's words. Someone finally came to his senses, and a few of his henchmen were even more in tears.

"Master, the minions are incompetent, don't worry, tomorrow the minions will definitely capture Luochuan and kill all the Ming dogs!"

"That's right, defeat Luochuan and win the world!"

Ao Bai looked at these soldiers, and a smug smile appeared on his face, this is his Ao Bai's soldiers, more powerful soldiers than Dolgon!

"Little Luochuan is naturally not a problem, but if this official wants to win a greater victory, he must let An ** know that the Eight Banners are still the most powerful army in the world. The official has just received the news that a team of reinforcements from Minggou has come out of Xi'an, and they will be able to leave for Luochuan within three days. Therefore, the official decided to get ahead of them, take down the golden lock pass, seal the Ming dogs in southern Shaanxi, and then take Luo Chuan calmly! ”

Jinsuo Pass is located in the north of Tongchuan, is the throat road in the south of the pass, since ancient times the soldiers must fight for the place. The terrain in the pass is broken, the valleys are vertical and horizontal, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Ao Bai set his sights on the Golden Lock Pass, I have to say that this guy is a genius of the Great War, and his vision is much stronger than that of ordinary people, once the Golden Lock Pass falls into the hands of the Tartars, not only Luochuan is not guaranteed, but even the security ** in Qingyang and other places is in danger. Gu Zhenhua's tactics of peeling bamboo shoots can only be declared bankrupt!

As early as the beginning of the war, Ao Bai had thought about many versions, among which attacking Jin Suoguan was the most daring and the most rewarding one, since Luo Chuan was not easy to fight, he couldn't help but gamble.

He brought 8,000 men and horses, lost more than 1,000 people in the siege, he left 3,000 men to continue to keep an eye on Luochuan, led 4,000 men and horses overnight, quietly left Luochuan, and rushed towards the Golden Lock Pass.

Until dawn the next day, at the head of Luochuan City, Tang Zhanxiong and Xu Huanqing were actively preparing for war, and the soldiers hurried to prepare to roll wood and stones to meet more tragic challenges.

"Lao Xu, yesterday Ao Bai fought crazy enough, and the city walls were blown up!"

Xu Huanqing also nodded: "That's right, although it was repaired overnight, I think there will be street fighting today." ”

Tang Zhanxiong said with a smile: "No matter what, you have to hold on, three days, in three more days, General Li Guo will lead a large team of men and horses to catch up, and then it will be the end of Aobai." ”

While they were discussing, they waited for the Tartars' attack, but until the sun rose, there was no movement in the Tartars' barracks, and Tang Zhanxiong was also greatly surprised.

At this moment, someone suddenly ran over in a hurry.

"Report to the head of the regiment, two people have come to deliver a letter, saying that they saw the brigade of Tartars heading south in the middle of the night!"

"What?" Tang Zhanxiong's eyes widened suddenly, and Xu Huanqing was even more like a lightning strike.

"Quick, bring those two people here."

Not long after, two young people were brought over, and as soon as they saw Tang Zhanxiong, they hurriedly knelt on the ground and called them lords.

"Don't salute, tell me quickly, when did you see the Tartars, and how many Tartars there are?"

"Yes, in a few days, when the crops will be ripe, we will all be in the fields watching, and in the middle of the night a large number of tartars will pass through our fields. The little ones were frightened at the time, and lay down in the ridge, but fortunately they were not revealed, otherwise their heads would have been gone! ”

"What about people, how many people don't see clearly?"

"The little ones didn't dare to look up, but they all rode their horses and ran for a quarter of an hour, I'm afraid there were thousands of them!"

Tang Zhanxiong and Xu Huanqing gasped, and their eyes were full of horror.

"Quick, get the map."

The two of them lay on the map, following what the two farmers said, looking for the path, Xu Huanqing looked at it and screamed bitterly.

"Not good!"

"Lao Xu, what's wrong?"

"Commander, don't you understand, the Tartars are going to capture here!"

Xu Huanqing's finger was on the golden lock, and Tang Zhanxiong's whole body became cold in an instant.

"This, this is our back road, if we cut it off and trap it in a lonely city, I'm afraid it will be dangerous! Let's hurry back to the army, how about guarding the golden lock? ”

Xu Huanqing thought for a while and said, "I'm afraid it won't work, the Tartars are all cavalry, and they left all night earlier than us, and we can't catch up with us when we're tired." For the sake of today's plan, I hope that the brothers who are in the golden lock can hold on. ”

Tang Zhanxiong stared at the bull's eye, and sighed for a while: "Hey, hurry up and pass the book to the Golden Lock Guan Feigeon, we can only do our best to obey the destiny of heaven!" ”

……

Under the golden lock, thousands of people were carrying cement slabs, one by one, paving the road. Behind them, quite a few wagons loaded with food and military supplies were waiting. As long as the road is completed, you will be able to go to the front line and support the battle.

Li Laiheng led 500 soldiers, defending the Golden Lock Pass while supervising the work of the people. Ann ** has detailed rules, and he doesn't have anything to do. I can only walk back and forth with a straw stick in my mouth boringly.

"I said Scholar Yang, are you free, how about telling me another piece of history? Let's talk about Lü Buwei and Zhao Ji. ”

The "Yang scholar" in Li Laiheng's mouth is called Yang Shenyan, and during the Battle of Northern Henan, he participated in An**. Before joining the army, he was amazing, he was Xie Yuangong of Henan, young and ambitious, calligraphy and painting were unique, he should have struggled in the field and fought for a fame, who knew that by mistake, Yang Shenyan actually entered An**. At the beginning, the big guy thought that he was a whim, and he threw his pen from Rong, and the hardship of An ** was something that the young master of the scholar could bear.

Even some friends opened a bet on Yang Shenyan to quit for a few days, and the most bet was only a month. But the fact is that Yang Shenyan has been working for a year and has been promoted to the position of deputy battalion commander.

His knowledge is undoubtedly the best among a bunch of big and rough people, so he is mixed with the nickname of a scholar.

"Battalion Commander Li, do you want to listen to Lu Buwei, or do you want to listen to Chang Yu?"

"Why, don't talk nonsense!" A hint of color flashed on Li Laiheng's face, and he sat next to Yang Shenyan.

"Do you think what Taishi Gong recorded is credible? Is there really such a powerful person? Are there any cheats? ”

Yang Shenyan smiled slightly: "I see that you are spring, and it is time to ask General Li to find you a daughter-in-law when you go back, with General Li's status, maybe the prince can still give you a marriage." ”

As soon as he mentioned his godfather Li Guo, Li Laiheng suddenly drooped his head.

"I don't know what my father thinks, if he sends me to the front and kills the enemy and makes meritorious contributions, I won't be idle all day long, thinking nonsense......"

"Battalion commander, it's not good!" A soldier ran over with a roll and a crawl.

"Battalion commander, a Tartar is coming!"

"What? Really? How many people? ”

Li Laiheng jumped up as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and Yang Shenyan also hurriedly stood up.

"Who is leading the troops, how far is it from the Golden Lock Pass."

The soldier hurriedly replied: "There are less than ten miles left, and all the cavalry are coming in a blink of an eye." It seems that there are two yellow flags, there are three or four thousand people, and the leader is Aobai! ”

"Bow down!" When Li Laiheng heard this, he immediately clenched his fists.

"Okay, when I was in northern Shaanxi, it was his tie that broke through my father's defense, new hatred and old hatred, and my master will settle accounts with you today!"

"Come on, let the people withdraw into the pass, all the soldiers are ready to fight, I want to see if this No. 1 warrior in Manchuria has increased his ability, how many catties and taels there are!" (To be continued......)

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