After the Ming artillery array found that the Jin army at the head of the city actually opened artillery to prevent the infantry from landing in the city, it immediately organized artillery bombardment to suppress the city.

The new round of shelling made the Jin army at the head of the city cover their ears, squatting there with their mouths open and not daring to move. From time to time, cannonballs landed on the ground, and the huge shock force generated by the cannon landing shook their internal organs as if they were about to burst. From time to time, there were golden soldiers who were hit, some were directly hit by the broken iron shell, and some were hit by the flying gravel, and the most terrible thing was that there were two unlucky guys who were directly shot away by the iron catapults of the Ming army, and flew straight behind the city wall like a kite off the line. The screams from the air were chilling.

A young Jin soldier was really miserable, his left leg was directly hit by an iron heart bullet, and his left leg was immediately cut off at the knee, revealing the flesh and blood of the white bones at the fracture, and he hugged the broken leg and wailed. But no matter how loud his wail was, no one heard it, and all around him was the sound of the Ming army's cannon exploding.

A few of the helpers who had recovered from the shelling just now would have collapsed, and they were scurrying around the city like crazy, shouting unintelligible words in their mouths. After a few shells hit, only a few figures were seen flying into the air, and from then on, those inexplicable words were never heard again.

The artillery of the Ming army was wave after wave, and the city seemed to be shaking all the time, the sound of cannonballs falling to the ground was endless, and many solid iron balls fell on the city wall. The city head is already difficult to get down, and most of the bricks and stones on the city wall have collapsed, the gap is getting bigger and bigger, and the stones on both sides keep falling, and the dust splashed is enough to make the entire Great South Gate a world of dust and dust.

The gold juice and wood prepared for the Ming army were blown up everywhere in the Ming army's shelling, and the gold juice boiled from feces did not become a nightmare for the Ming army, but became a lingering nightmare for the still alive Jin army.

It's okay to be dead, the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and you don't feel painful and smelly no matter how much gold juice you splash on your body. But the living are miserable, especially those who are injured but not dead, the bloody wounds are suddenly drenched by the gold juice sprayed from nowhere, and the pain that drills the heart can not be relieved no matter how hoarse you roar, and you can only convulsions and die slowly after the last. Even if they didn't die immediately, even if the Ming army wouldn't slaughter them after they went to the city, the wounds infected with feces were enough to kill them, the difference was that they died early and later. If you die early, you don't have any thoughts, and if you die later, you may still think of your relatives back home. Oh yes, my hometown seems to be the Ming Dynasty

The stench mingled with the smell of blood and gunpowder made the great south gate look like hell. Between the broken stones and bricks, the palms of each hand are exposed, and I don't know how many people are hidden from the rubble. Sometimes, it is obvious that there is a corpse that is not breathing, but what is frightening is that the corpse is always shaking, as if something is about to crawl out from under the corpse.

Three of the eight guns were blown away, and I don't know where they fell, and the remaining ones were also lying there crookedly, and the two golden soldiers who didn't have time to run were heavily pressed on their bodies by one of the barrels, one was trembling with blood in his mouth, and the other was desperately stretching out his hands to push the barrel on his body, but no matter how hard they tried, the barrel did not move

Why is there so much medicine in the Ming army?

Han Daxun was stunned, if the Ming army continued to shell like this again, when the Ming army that landed in the city came up, he would not be able to organize enough troops to resist the Ming army's arrival.

Instinctively, he looked up to the sides, and saw the severed limbs and wreckage everywhere, dead and undead lying there, blood mixed with broken bricks flowing all over the city.

The guy next to him who had an iron shell embedded in his head was still moving, and his mouth was slightly open and closed as if he wanted to say something, Han Daxun leaned over to listen, but he couldn't hear the sound. raised his head in a daze, only to find that the nephew of the family who had followed him for almost eight years had closed his eyes.

Forced!

Han Daxun spat fiercely, not caring about the death of his nephew in his own family, he stood up with his hands on the city bricks and looked out of the city.

In sight, the team of the Ming army had rushed to the city wall in cheers, and a cloud ladder had also been set up on the wall. At the city gate, the pigtailed rebels were slamming the crashing car into the city gate.

The artillery array of the Ming army not far away stopped the shelling, not that the medicine of the Ming army was exhausted, but that the continuous shelling had overheated the gun chamber, and if it did not stop dissipating heat, the medicine would explode immediately. Moreover, the infantry troops who landed in the city were already close to the city wall, and they would fire again, but they were afraid that they would kill more of their own people than the enemy.

Look at the brave offensive of the Ming army under the city, and then look at the tragic situation on the city, whether Han Daxun is willing to admit it or not, the loss of the Great South Gate will be a matter of time. His 400 subordinates have become cannon fodder at this time, and most of them have become cannon fodder like those who helped Aha before, and those who survived have lost their fighting spirit, and they are stunned or lying on their backs, even if there are so many brave people who still want to fight to the death with the Ming army, they can't recover the defeat.

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

Han Daxun gritted his teeth and ordered a retreat, all he could do now was to immediately rendezvous with Zu Zerun with the remnants of the army. Hearing this order, the remaining dozens of Han troops immediately rushed to the city head as fast as Meng Dahe. The number of people who helped the battle Aha immediately realized that the city could not be defended, and they fled to the city without being reminded by those Han soldiers. When he found that there was no one else on the city except himself, he also woke up and stumbled from the corpses all over the ground and fled to the city with difficulty.

"Save me, save me"

The wounded and undead Han soldiers and Aha on the head of the city looked helplessly at the distant figures of their companions, and those who could struggle and crawl were all crawling towards the city without exception, even if there was dung everywhere in front of them, they crawled over without disgust. Those who couldn't crawl cried out miserably, fantasizing that their companions would be able to lift them up and save them, but their pleas for help were not answered by anyone. In the shouts of the Ming army outside the city walls, they were completely abandoned.

Living up to Gultai's expectations, his banner warriors finally reached the top of the city, and the gate that had been knocked countless times also cracked a large crack.

"It's okay now, it's okay now," Mang Gurtai muttered to himself, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

At the same time, when the big blue golden flag of Mang Gurtai was erected on the head of the city, Dayong smiled, and then said to the generals around him: "Shenyang City is ours!" ”

"Da Shuai Huwei, Da Ming Huwei!"

"Da Shuai Huwei, Da Ming Huwei!"

The Ming army let out a loud cheer, and in the cheers, the brave horses rushed to Shenyang City.