The chaotic hooves of the horses trampled on the snow, and from a distance came a large number of cavalry under the pressure of black pressure, as many as six or seven hundred. Flags fluttered, and people shouted and neighed.

At the head of the procession were two Mongolian Taiji, one was Angai of the Fried Flower Division, and the other was Shanba of the Uliang Ha Division.

Angai, who was in his early thirties, with a beard on his face, and a fierce face, grabbed the scimitar studded with gems, and laughed proudly: "Brother Shanba, it's such a small fort, there is no oil and water, as long as the warriors charge down, they can take it down." If it weren't for the defected Nikans (Han Chinese) hiding inside, they wouldn't have bothered to beat them! ”

Shanba looked very honest, and hurriedly smiled: "That's right, the Han people are all a bunch of cowards, and they actually gave silver to attack Daqing Fort, let us spare them and attack Hewan Village, Daqing Fort is still like this, what can a small village do!" ”

Angai said with some regret: "Father Khan is too weak, the Jurchens can defeat the Ming Dynasty, and our Mongolian warriors are the same, if Father Khan can give me 10,000 warriors, Yizhou and even Guangning are our pastures!" ”

Shanba smiled: "Taiji is brave, the Khan King will know." ”

Angai grabbed his beard and shouted loudly: "Warriors, take down Hewan Village and kill all Nikan!" ”

These Mongol soldiers heard all shouting loudly, as professional robbers, they were much smarter than the Xiashan tigers, and launched more than a dozen shield carts from the team, the shield carts were full of flags, and a group of Mongolian soldiers followed behind, slowly rushing towards the city.

When the Mongols appeared, the village was immediately mobilized, all the soldiers went to the city, and the remaining young and strong people helped carry supplies and treat the wounded, even the old and weak women and children came out.

Everyone escaped from the Tartars, and everyone knows what will happen if they fall into the hands of the Tartars again. Therefore, there was no need to mobilize at all, and everyone was ready.

Woowoo......

The horn sounded, and Zhang Ke was shocked. These Tartars didn't even rest, and attacked the city directly, they really didn't take themselves seriously!

Dare to underestimate Lao Tzu, let you take a good look!

Zhang Ke was not in a hurry, but carefully observed, the Tartar dispatched twelve shield carts, and there were about one or two hundred soldiers behind the shield carts, some with shields and waist knives, some carrying ladders, and some with bows and arrows.

They were getting closer and closer, and they were within sixty paces, and even gasps could be heard at the head of the city.

Qiao Tieshan came to Zhang Ke's side and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to use artillery?" Smashed the shield cart? ”

Zhang Ke didn't answer, but asked rhetorically: "Uncle Qiao, do you have a big grasp?" ”

Qiao Tieshan shook his head: "I am the only one in our city who has let go of the cannon, but it is not very good, and I am worried that I will explode the chamber and can't charge more, so I ......"

"Then don't do it, wait until the Tartar is close before you start!" Zhang Ke said calmly: "Tell the brothers, fate is in your own hands, and if you don't want to become a slave of the Tartars, obey the order and fight to the death!" ”

"I understand!"

Qiao Tieshan turned around to give an order, and the Tartars finally came within twenty or thirty steps, and the Tartars hiding behind the shield cart poured out one after another, pushing away the antlers and other things under the city, and the Tartars carrying the ladder behind them rushed towards the city.

According to the usual rules, there should be bows and arrows at the head of the city at this time. But at this time, the city was quiet and terrifying, as if it were an empty city.

Tartar also heard that it had been less than ten days since the new residents of Hewan Village arrived, and they had nothing, not even the ice cubes and branches used to build the city. What can such a group of poor ghosts have, the more the Tartars think about it, the more rampant they become, as long as they rush forward, the people inside can only be killed!

"Rush!"

The Tartar climbed the ladder and rushed to the head of the city as fast as he could, and climbed as fast as he could not be more than a foot from the head of the city.

Knock knock!

The sound of the drums suddenly reminded me that the silent Hewan Village seemed to come alive all of a sudden.

Countless soldiers poured out from behind the battlements, picked up the ice, and smashed it down like hailstones, catching the Tartars by surprise.

A Tartar who climbed up with his head up was hit head-on, and the branch attached to the ice just pierced his throat, and the blood suddenly shot out like an arrow, and the corpse fell heavily, and the two Tartars who followed him were smashed down by him, and just threw down a rolling log on it, and both Tartars were smashed into a big mouth of blood, and they couldn't survive!

Ice is lighter than rock, but it also has the advantage of being able to lift larger blocks of ice and make it more difficult to dodge. The first wave of tartars that poured up at the head of the city were all struck, and twenty or thirty people were struck, wailing in pain.

The Tartars were also startled by the sudden blow, but they quickly calmed down, and the archers behind the shield cart rushed out, and the feathered arrows shot up wildly.

Bang!

A soldier who was swinging a knife to slash a ladder was hit by an arrow in the head, and his body fell to the ground, and five or six more soldiers were injured.

The archery skills of the Tartars were much stronger than those of the Xiashan Tiger, and the bow and arrows were accurate and hateful, and they were specially shot at the neck of the face gate, and even with the protection of the armor, the soldiers suffered casualties. The ice on the city's head suddenly weakened a lot, and the Tartars took advantage of this opportunity to regroup.

Fifty or sixty Tartars crawled under cover towards the city.

Zhang Ke also knew that the only way to fight to the death was at this time, he stood up from the battlement suddenly, clutched his katana and slashed towards the cloud ladder, and the three Tartars fell down.

"Not good!"

Across a battlement, another tartar rushed on, Zhang Ke jumped over with a brisk step, and the knife in his hand stabbed at the tartar. This Tartar was very experienced, and he hurriedly blocked it with the large shield in his hand.

However, he still underestimated the sharpness of the katana, piercing through the raw cowhide and the hardwood behind it, and the blade slashed right on the left hand holding the shield, and the thumb was instantly slashed off.

This tartar screamed in pain, took two steps back, leaned on the battlement, where would Zhang Ke give him a chance to breathe, waved the katana with both arms, and the shield weighing more than ten catties flew out along the sword, hitting this guy's chest, and the ribs were broken in an instant.

Zhang Ke kicked him violently and kicked him to the city. Just when he cut this tartar, a sharp arrow suddenly shot from under the city, Zhang Ke hurriedly dodged, the arrow grazed the armor, and drew a spark, and the flesh inside burned and burned. Zhang Ke's back was full of cold sweat, if he was shot head-on, he would definitely be killed or injured!

The furious Zhang Ke sprinkled all his anger on the head of the Tartar who rushed up, when he was in the National Defense School, his fighting skills were the most powerful among all his classmates, and even the ordinary instructors were not his opponents, with an unstoppable katana, Zhang Ke was simply like Zhao Zilong possessed.

Wherever there were Tartars, they rushed to wherever they came, and more and more Tartars died under his hands, and the morale of the recruits was greatly shaken everywhere they went.

As the so-called spear shot the first bird, the Tartar archers under the city also noticed him, and a Tartar archer buckled a heavy arrow and aimed at Zhang Ke.

"Death to the lowly Nikan!"

The Tartar was about to let go, when suddenly a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart, and he hurriedly turned his head, and opened his mouth in shock, and an arrow passed through his mouth, and the arrow pierced through the skull, and the Tartar fell without saying a word.

It was Qiao Fu who shot the arrows, and he knew that the archers under his command could not compare with the Tartars, both in quantity and quality, so he endured his temperament until the Tartars under the city became more and more rampant, and even thought that there were no archers in the city, and they generously stepped out of the cover of the shield cart.

Qiao Fu gritted his teeth, fifty archers were in trouble together, the rain of arrows was like flying locusts, and the archers of the Tartars were killed and wounded fifteen or sixteen in a hurry.

Seeing that the siege of the city was not smooth, and his subordinates suffered heavy casualties, he was so angry that Anergai farted, there was no such thing when he attacked Daqing Fort, and the small ice city could cause such a large number of casualties, it was simply unbearable!

"Chong, give me all Chong, whoever enters the village first, reward ten beauties, one hundred taels of silver!"

There will be brave men under the heavy reward, and even more so the Tartars, more than a hundred Tartars have joined the battle, and the Tartars under the city have exceeded four hundred, which is like a swarm of ants.

The archers shot desperately, and the rest of the Tartars climbed the ladder and stormed.

Qiao Fu and they were also exposed, and became the target of the Tartars' key attacks, and in a blink of an eye, six or seven archers fell to the ground, and even Qiao Fu's shoulder was hit by an arrow, fortunately, it was not deep, and he could grit his teeth and hold on!

The casualties at the head of the city are getting worse and worse, the Tartars have broken through several places, Qiao Tieshan, Yue Zixuan, and Ma Rufeng are all in a bitter battle, their bodies are covered with blood, and they don't know if it's their own or the enemy's.

Everyone is gritting their teeth and holding on, they all know that as long as they are defeated, the relatives behind them will be finished!

"My lord, here we are!"

Zhang Ke was fighting bloodily, and when he turned around suddenly, he saw a large group of people rushing up with things on their shoulders. The leader was Sun Qi, the old man had an injury to one foot and limped up to the city.

Ma Biao couldn't help but say: "Grandpa Sun, you are so old, I don't need you!" ”

"Hey, silly boy, grandpa is here to send you a baby! Quick, put the hanging household on! ”

With Sun Qi's order, everyone sent all the things they were carrying to the battlement, and at this time Zhang Ke figured out what Sun Qi was doing!

Use hardwood as a support, cover it with animal skin or quilt, and then pour water on it, and block it on the top of the battlement, which can defend against the bow and arrow that comes from shooting, which is the hanging household.

One by one, the battlements were blocked, and the lethality of the bows and arrows under the city was greatly attenuated, and the soldiers could finally catch their breath. However, what made Zhang Ke curious was how Sun Qi and the others got so many skins, and they would definitely not be able to do it without a few hundred.

"Old Sun, this ......"

Sun Qi laughed: "My lord, didn't you give so many skins?" ”

"That's right, but didn't that leather make you into clothes?"

"Hahaha, the old bones are not afraid of the cold, but you can't let the children die in vain!"

Sun Qi turned around and went down to the city, his feet were wearing broken rag shoes, from his toes to his ankles, all of them were red and swollen frostbite, and some were still bleeding!

"Brothers, kill all the Tartars!" Zhang Ke shouted frantically.

From the back of the line suddenly rushed up two dozen soldiers, all of them carrying a wooden box in their arms, and when they arrived at the city, the fuse was lit and the sparks rattled.

These wooden boxes are the sharp weapons of the city to defend the enemy, which should have been made of mud, Zhang Ke did not have this time, so he could only replace it with a jar, in order to prevent it from breaking, a thick layer of ice was frozen outside, and then sealed with wooden strips.

After being thrown from above, explosions rang out one after another, and the ice city was blown back and forth and rattled. When the smoke cleared, I looked down into the city, and my eyes were full of Tartar corpses.

The flesh and blood were blurred, and the wounded were wailing in pain, struggling weakly, and those who were lucky enough not to die were also frightened away, and at this moment, the tiger squat cannon also rang out, and the iron sand shot mercilessly at the fleeing Tartar.

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