Chapter 452: Liaodong Crisis

Although Wei Zheng's words have the meaning of using himself and letting himself dig into the corners of the court. However, Sun Chengzong did not show the slightest dissatisfaction because of this......

As soon as Wei Zheng's words were finished, Sun Chengzong affirmed with a cheerful face.

"Dashuai, I used to be the governor of Liaodong. As long as there are no accidents, many of the generals in these border armies are raised by me...... Therefore, I have the confidence to keep most of the generals among them and make them available to me. ”

"As for those ordinary soldiers, you don't have to worry about it. A few years ago, when the imperial court was rich, the monthly salary of the soldiers of the border army could not even get two or five cents, let alone ...... now."

"Under such circumstances, I can say with certainty that as long as we give them the salaries of the local garrisons, these border army officers and soldiers from the Liao people will not hesitate to choose to work for us......

On the Liaodong Peninsula where the smoke of gunfire is everywhere.

Under the overwhelming attack of the Houjin Tartars, several county towns guarding Liaoyang have been surrounded by 40,000 Houjin Infantry cavalry.

Not only that, the battlefield captured hundreds of artillery pieces attached to Huang Taiji, lined up more than 100 steps outside the city, a steady stream towards the Liaodong Peninsula, still occupied by the Ming army, the largest and strongest protection ability of Liaoyang City.

At this moment, I only saw corpses everywhere outside Liaoyang City, and red blood donations could be seen everywhere on the city wall...... I know that the Liaoyang City in front of me is engaged in an unprecedented tragic battle......

That's right, the whole offensive and defensive battle was indeed very difficult.

From the beginning of the siege of the Tartars to the present, although it has only been five days. However, it was these five days of fighting and fighting. Let the Liaoyang defenders, who have 30,000 border soldiers. Direct losses of five thousand people.

Of course. The Houjin army that attacked Liaoyang City did not get the slightest advantage in this fight.

20,000 Tartar infantry, direct loss of 7,000 people, 20,000 elite iron cavalry, also lost about 2,000 people.

In the face of this battle in which both sides lost and took care, whether it was the defenders of Liaoyang or the Houjin Tartars outside the city. are all insisting......

Because, both sides know that when the Tartars have cannons and the defenders also have artillery equipment, there is no longer the slightest tactical tactic to speak of in this offensive and defensive battle in front of them.

What both sides can do is to keep filling the scene with human lives. Whoever can really hold out to the end, who can withstand the increasingly heavy casualties of the troops. Whoever wins the whole battle will belong......

With the arrival of a new day, the battlefield calmed down all night. Once again, it was enveloped by the roar of cannons.

Solid shells mixed with a shrill whistling sound, you fly back and forth over the battlefield.

But. To the relief of both the enemy and us, neither of us nor the enemy had flowering shells. The solid shells you come and go seem to be powerful and very scary. Actually, it's not too lethal.

If you're lucky, the blossom bomb is whistling. He hasn't made a bloody way in the opponent's army formation and killed and wounded a few enemies.

The unlucky solid shell, as soon as it hits the ground, sinks into the soft soil and disappears directly.

Although it is known that shelling does not work. However, in order to get through the shelling and improve the morale of the generals under his command. The roaring cannon fire still lasted for half an hour before it ended.

Looking out of the city, which was already covered with all kinds of corpses, there were dense Tartar foot riders, some holding longbows, some holding muskets, some holding cold weapons for siege in one hand, carrying ladders in the other, and of course, a row of Tartar infantry, directly pushing siege vehicles used to block bullets, blocking in front of the dense Tartars, pressing towards the city wall......

On the city wall, Liaodong Jingluo Hong Chengchou, who was wearing armor, was holding a sword in his hand, looking at the Tartar who was getting closer and closer to him with a stern expression, and did not say a word.

As for the tens of thousands of soldiers standing beside Hong Chengchou, they also clenched their weapons in their hands and prepared for battle at this critical moment of life and death.

At this moment, the Liaoyang general soldier standing beside him, facing the dense Tatar attacking troops outside the city, Yan SΓΉ's face directly flashed a trace of imperceptible coldness.

When he saw the expression on Hong Chengchou's face beside him, it did not change in the slightest because of the increase in Tartar troops. Liaoyang Yongbing, who had already felt a chill in his heart, was afraid, and directly reminded: "My lord, the Tartars have begun to attack......

"This time, the Tartars dispatched tens of thousands of infantry. And there are 5,000 iron horsemen, who are in the rear to supervise the battle, and use their good cavalry and archery to shoot us in a steady stream......"

"The last general is worried that we will not be able to hold the ...... under the unprecedented attack of the Tartars"

Hong Chengchou's brows furrowed, and he replied without thinking: "If you can't keep it, you have to keep it...... As long as we lose Liaoyang, the entire Liaodong Peninsula will have no terrain and county town that can stop the Houjin Iron Cavalry......"

In this case, the entire Liaodong Peninsula will easily fall into the hands of the Tartars. Therefore, for the sake of the Liaodong Peninsula, we must defend Liaoyang City......"

"The commander ordered that all the soldiers participating in the battle should immediately prepare for the battle...... Tell the soldiers that if they want to survive, they can only hold Liaoyang and block the offensive of the Tartars......"

As he spoke, the sound of muskets like popping beans was already ringing in the city beside him.

However, most of the dense buckshot that roared out from the city wall hit the siege vehicles that stood in front of the Tartars, apparently passing through the siege engines and shooting into the Tartars' bodies.

After one round of buckshot, the second row of musketeers followed suit and fired a second round of lead bullets. The Tartar musketeers, who followed closely behind the siege engines, were also not idle.

Raise the musket, light the arquebus, aim it at the city, and pull the trigger.

After the sound of gunshots like popping beans rang out, dense lead bullets mixed with whistling sounds also flew towards the city.

However, under the cover of the city wall stomping, most of these lead bullets hit the city wall......

Just when the musketeers on both sides were desperately firing at each other, trying to suppress the opponent's firepower.

Under the cover of several musketeers, the Tartar infantry of seven or eight thousand men continued to push siege vehicles, carried ladders, and held broadswords, and rushed towards the city with a roar.

Not only that, but the Tartar archers, scattered among the attacking troops, also threw arrows at the city head in a cold manner.

Just when the defenders of the city, because they had abandoned the bow and arrow as a counterattack weapon, began to suffer casualties. The dense Tartar siege team finally rushed to the foot of the city wall and rushed into the killing range of the defenders of the city wall.

Seeing the Tartar close at hand, Hong Chengchou, who was protected by a group of guards, suddenly pulled out the sword he hung on his waist. The blade stepped forward and shouted, "Brothers, victory or defeat is here...... In order to survive, immediately throw stones and rolling wood, pour fire oil outside the city, and fight to the end ......" (to be continued......