Chapter 436: Yang Feng Yin Violation
Miyan left, leaving a silent tent, and it was Duoduo who couldn't help but speak first.
"Looking left and right, the southern barbarians seem to have treacherous tricks, can't the fourteenth brother agree to them lightly?"
Dolgon, however, laughed, and pointed at Dordor, as if he had not been affected by Namiyan in the slightest, and then lowered his voice again.
"Duoduo, Duoduo, how can you be so rigid, and what if you agree? Li Xin plans to help his brother seize the throne, what can he do? It's nothing more than joining forces with you and me, but if you hastily merge with it, it's the next choice. ”
Seeing that Dolgon seemed to be in vain with the southern barbarian, he became more and more confused, "What is the plan of the fourteenth brother, give Duoduo a real deal, and save this heart." ”
Dolgon further said: "Think about it, Huang Taiji dared to control you and my mansion in Shengjing, it was nothing more than a confirmation that the elite of the 70,000 Eight Banners under your command would not all be in the same boat as you and me, so wouldn't it be a good idea to rebel?" ”
There are actually not many Eight Banners armor soldiers, and there are only less than 100,000 real Eight Banners Manchurian men, and organizing 70,000 people is already the absolute limit. Among them, only a part of the armor soldiers of the two white flags can really obey the dispatch of Dolgon Duoduo, and the remaining two yellow flags are in the hands of Huang Taiji, and the owners of other flags will not echo Dolgon, so the beginning of the army may fall into a melee, and the outcome of each will be uncertain.
Duoduo still didn't understand, he didn't understand what kind of basis Li Xin, the southern barbarian, could be so sure that the fourteenth brother would cooperate with him, and he didn't understand how the fourteenth brother could think of laughing like this.
"Could it be that Brother Fourteen really doesn't plan to pay attention to that southern barbarian?"
After hearing this, Dolgon's eyes suddenly changed a little deep, and he said slowly: "What is Li Xin's wishful thinking, it has not yet been fully revealed, you and my brother only need to follow the step-by-step process, take down the Guangning Qiantun guard in one fell swoop, capture Hong Chengchou, and return to Shengjing with great merit, even if the Great Khan wants to punish the crime, I am afraid he will have to worry a lot." Joining forces with Li Xin is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger, how can you be a brother and obey lightly? The reason why Li Xin showed sincerity was nothing more than hypocrisy and wrongdoing, dragging him! As long as you take the front guard of Guangning, the initiative to capture Hong Chengchou will be in the hands of you and my brother. ”
After a long time of trouble, Dorgon's plan was still the same as before, and Dorgon breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother Fourteen didn't make it clear earlier, so he was worried in vain. Are we Manchurian Baturu stupid? When the southern barbarian surnamed Mi came again, he directly slaughtered him with a knife, and let out a mouthful of evil anger in his chest! ”
"No, although Li Xin is not needed at the moment, there must always be a trace of room to see each other, maybe when they will be needed again."
Dodor shook his head and complained that Dorgon had acted in a manner that was so unpleasant. Dolgon, however, quipped, "Are you happy to be revenged? Who in this world can do that? Can you do it as the emperor of the Southern Dynasty, or can our Great Khan do it? ”
Duoduo sighed and stopped continuing the topic.
Early the next morning, the Qing army once again stormed the Qiantun guard of Guangning, Dai Shan still said that he was ill, and the commanders of the banners did not make any changes, and the orders of Dolgon's generals were carried out to the letter.
More than a dozen improvised ladders were slowly pushed to the city wall of the Qiantun guard in Guangning, and a large number of Han soldiers followed closely behind, approaching the city step by step.
On the city wall, Hong Chengchou's face was covered with blood, some red and some black, and he couldn't tell whether it was his blood or someone else's. Seeing that the Qing army was attacking the city again in the morning, there seemed to be a deep sense of powerlessness, like a pair of invisible hands tightly grasping his body.
"Ministry, break through, and fight again......"
"Shut up, have you forgotten the oath you swore that day? The city is in the people, the city is dead, if the Tartars want to enter the city, unless they step on the corpse of the main hall! ”
The words were impassioned, the eyes of the chief soldier Cao Bianjiao were red, and his spirit was lifted, Hong Butang, as the commander-in-chief, regarded death as home, and martial artists like him regarded death as home. Not only Cao Bianjiao, but even the nearby soldiers were affected by Hong Chengchou, waving the weapons in their hands and shouting in unison: "The city is here, the city is dead!" ”
Boom Boom!
The Hongyi cannon fired, and the lead bullets roared in scorching temperatures and went straight to the overwhelming Han soldiers, falling into the dense crowd and sweeping out the open space like an iron plow, which was covered with stumps and broken arms.
After a few days of fighting, the gunpowder and lead bullets in the city have almost bottomed out, and after a few rounds of these Hongyi cannons will become a thousand-pound iron lump and become a pile of useless scrap iron.
Even so, Hong Chengchou is determined to fight to the death, and he always believes that as long as he persists, a miracle will definitely appear. Just like yesterday, didn't the reinforcements from Shanhaiguan solve the urgent need?
The Qing army's locust-like soldiers surrounded more than a dozen ladders to advance step by step, these dozen ladders were like nails pierced into Hong Chengchou's eyes, for many days the Qing army has been attacking the city with simple ladders, and the soldiers who climbed the city fell off the ladder in seven or eight out of ten. The ladder, which was apparently made of fine work, was surrounded by thick planks to ward off falling arrows, which greatly increased the difficulty of defending the city.
Hong Chengchou seemed to sense that the city wall under his feet trembled, and it turned out that more than a dozen cloud ladders had smashed on the rammed earth city wall.
"Quick, quick, oil, oil!"
The fire oil clay pots stacked on the inside of the city wall finally came in handy at this time, and the Ming soldiers who defended the city picked up the clay pots and smashed them into the cloud ladder made by Seiko, and with the crackling sound, the cloud ladder was drenched with fire oil.
Suddenly, the plank of the ladder against the city wall was suddenly pushed down, and the Qing army poured out, and the Ming army hurriedly slashed and slashed, and the rammed earth city wall was suddenly plunged into a fierce battle.
"Torches, throw torches!"
Cao Bianjiao roared the military order hoarsely, and the Ming soldiers were in a hurry to light the torches, but it was a little late, and the Qing troops who climbed the city wall under the protection of the ladder gathered more and more. Finally, a torch was thrown onto the Seiko ladder drenched with fire oil, and the flames rose to the ground, and the fire intensified in an instant with the strong wind.
There was a scuffle on the east gate city, and a large number of fire oil clay pots fell into the crowd under the soldiers' misses, shattered, and the fire oil accumulated all over the ground, and even some soldiers were sprinkled with fire oil. The wind on the ladder helped the fire, and the flames rushed over, and the rammed earth wall was also ignited. The entire east city wall fell into a sea of fire in an instant, regardless of the Qing army and the Ming army, were engulfed in the fire, screaming and wailing all over the ground, people screamed and jumped like crazy, some people rolled back and forth on the ground to try to extinguish the fire on their bodies, but the ground was full of fire oil, rolled up and stained with fire oil, and the flames that had been faint rose again.
The fire burned brightly, burning all the ladders, burning the Tartars, and also burning the Ming army. Thanks to Cao Bianjiao's escort, Hong Chengchou was able to squeeze out a sea of fire. Rao is like this, his eyebrows and beard are still scorched by the flames, his armor skirt and pants are also burned with little skin and hair, and his face is burned with several blisters, and the wolf is unbearable.
Seeing that the eastern city wall was caught in a sea of fire, this section of the city wall was safe. Hong Chengchou was worried about the battle situation, and regardless of the burns on his body, he hurried to Nancheng, the other main direction of attack of the Tartars.
"Ministry, Ministry, don't be in danger, kill the enemy and hand it over to the mark......" Cao Bianjiao was worried about Hong Chengchou's safety, so he had to follow closely and chase all the way to the south of the city.
The radius of the former guard of Guangning is only five miles, from the east of the city to the south of the city is only a moment's effort, just to the south of the city, I heard the sound of killing on the city. Hong Chengchou's spirit was tight, and he knew that there were Qing troops everywhere in the south of the city, and there was a scuffle. It is conceivable that the walls of the other two directions are not much better, if you breathe a sigh of relief, the city will have to be lost, and you don't want to go up the stairs with a Yanling knife in hand.
Hong Chengchou, as the governor of the four sides and the commander of the first army, immediately inspired the last will to fight of the soldiers when he came to the battlefield. The morale of the Ming army, which was already inferior, was strong, and gradually drove the Qing army, which had the upper hand, out of the city. Cao Bianjiao was guarding Hong Chengchou's left and right, for fear that the four-sided governor would go out of business and block left and right.
Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves kicking from far and near under the city was heard, followed by panicked shouts.
"Xicheng can't stop it, the Tartars occupy Xicheng, hurry to Xicheng to rescue the emergency ......"
The rider shouted neighing, beating the horse and gradually moving away, Hong Chengchou in the city was immediately angry and almost vomited blood, are there fewer people who are afraid of knowing such things, such a loud shout, wouldn't it be to vent the morale that had just been puffed up.
This horse hoof shouted that I don't know how many Ming troops would lose their lives because of this, Hong Chengchou was angry with the chief general of Xicheng, and secretly decided that as long as this battle survived, he must kill this person!
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Mi Yan shook off the tail that was trailing behind him, and made his way back to the camp of the army hidden in the forest, and conveyed Dolgon's meaning to Li Xin.
Hearing that Dolgon had joined the court, the generals gathered around Li Xin cheered, as long as they were willing to go to the road, they would not come in vain. However, soon after, a scout ranger returned on a flying horse, and the Qing army attacked the city again in the morning, and the offensive was like a wave, and the front guard of Guangning was afraid that it would not be able to hold it for long.
Lu Jiu scolded Dolgon for being cunning and despicable, and on the one hand agreed, he broke his promise on the other hand, so he was so disobedient that he couldn't wait to raise troops to fight with him immediately. But he also scolded and scolded, and he knew that there were less than 20,000 people in the Three Guards, and there were more than 70,000 people in the main force of the Eight Banners, plus the Han Army Banner, there were more than 100,000 Qing troops in the entire Liaoxi Corridor.
Li Xin sneered when he learned about it, "Since Dolgon wants to wait for the price and sell, we don't have to spend it here, let's go, go to Jinzhou, threaten to cut off his back road, see if he is in a hurry!" ”