The battle at the head of Lingzhou City has become white-hot, the three city walls have been broken through one after another, the number of Tartars is increasing, and the increasing number of Tartar soldiers compresses the foothold of the Ming army, fortunately, the stairs leading to the city in the rear have already been ordered by Zhang An to smash, that is, there is the idea of delaying time on the city wall with the Tartars to let the people evacuate, so that the Tartar soldiers and the Ming army on each side of the city wall occupy half of the city wall, and start an offensive and defensive battle at the narrow top.

The Ming army was at an absolute disadvantage in numbers, and there were constantly Tartar soldiers from the rear over the upper city wall, gradually dividing the Ming army from all over the place, and as time went by, the casualties of the Ming army became larger and larger, and it had been cut into seven or eight sections, compressed in a small area.

Zhang Anxin sighed, looking at the misty scenery under the reckless green mountains outside the city, not seeing any signs of reinforcements arriving, and then looking at the soldiers who kept falling on the city, knowing that there was no power to return to heaven in this battle. This Lingzhou City is not a city suitable for defense at all, a shallow and narrow moat, not to mention that the city walls are low, not to mention that they are still built by cutting corners, if not, they can hold on for a while, but now they are helpless.

Zhang An threw away the blood-stained spear in his hand, reached out and touched the long sword on his waist, which was the sharp weapon that his wife who was far away in Yansui personally selected for him, this sword he was reluctant to use on the battlefield, and the sword given by his beloved wife could not be stained with the dirty blood of the Tartars, and at this moment he wanted to use this sword to end his life. There are already fifty or sixty of the hundreds of guards around him, and the Tartar soldiers are swooping down from both sides, the dignified Yansui General Soldier, the dignified three-grade Ming military attaché, and the border town general who has made a lot of military achievements, he can't let himself be captured and humiliated by the Tartars, he wants to continue his reputation and let his reputation not be stained.

Zhang An leaned on the battlements, raised his sword across his neck, and the guards around him shouted: "Your Excellency, you can't, we will wait to fight to the death to escort your adult away." ”

Zhang An shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Everyone, goodbye in the next life, let's be brothers again in the next life, you also cut yourself, you can't be captured by the Tartars." ”

All the relatives and guards were overshadowed, and they all cried bitterly, Zhang An used force in his hand, and the sword blade slashed through the skin with cold and stinging pain, and he only needed to drag it hard, and he could cut off his throat and die immediately. However, at this moment, I heard the sound of gongs and people behind the city wall, and the sound of shouting and killing came.

Zhang An was stunned for a moment, stopped in his hand and asked, "What's the matter?" Are reinforcements coming? ”

Several guards looked at the front of the guard, pointed to the rear of the Tartar and shouted, "It's the people, the people of the city have come up to help in the war." ”

Zhang An was shocked: "People? It's just nonsense, why don't they run for their lives? How they were opponents of the Tartars. ”

"Report to the general army, there are thousands of people on three sides of the city to reinforce, and tens of thousands of young people in Lingzhou have spontaneously organized themselves to defend the city."

As he spoke, he saw thousands of people rushing from the bend of the city wall in front of them, holding iron forks and shovels, carrying kitchen knives to kill pigs, and some holding rolling pins, shouting all the way to kill. Thousands of Tartar soldiers in front rushed to Zhang An and others, wanting to annihilate the small Ming army in front of them, but when they heard the shouts, they had to turn around and deal with it.

Zhang An stretched out his hand to put the sword into the sheath, stretched out his foot and jumped, the spear on the ground was held in his hand, and he shouted in his mouth: "In this case, I will fight to break the net, brothers, kill me." ”

The sudden reinforcement of tens of thousands of people ignited the small universe of the only remaining more than 5,000 officers and soldiers in the city, no matter what the combat strength of the people was, but at least the surge in numbers gave the Ming army a shot in the arm, and the morale immediately rose a lot; In cooperation with the young and strong people, the Ming soldiers quickly recaptured several sections of the city wall and swept hundreds of Tartar soldiers down the city. The relieved Tartar soldiers were relieved to see that the reinforcements were just ordinary people, and immediately launched a fierce counterattack, and soon the situation was reversed, and the three walls were full of vicious fights, fighting everywhere, and the cruel scene could not bear to see.

After all, the people are the people, even if they are gangsters in the market, slaughtering dogs and pigs, and beating people and killing pigs and dogs without blinking an eye, but after all, this is a man-to-man fight, and stabbing a pig and dog in the belly with a sharp knife and stabbing into a person's stomach are two different concepts, which is why civilians are never opponents of officers and soldiers. Your strength may be twice as thick as that of a soldier, but you will always be soft on killing, while most soldiers do not have this psychological barrier, and their duty is to kill for the emperor, the two are completely different.

But the environment can change a qiē, when they see the neighbors around them, the best friends of the horns are cut to pieces by the scimitars of the Tartars, the people will instantly stimulate the courage in their hearts, no armor, no swords and weapons, they will block the way of the Tartars with their bodies, and stab the ugly old faces of the Tartars with iron forks and hammers and sticks; Even if they hugged the Tartar soldiers regardless of a single qiē, they would bite them with their teeth, pick them with their hands, and fight to be slashed by the Tartars, and they would bite off their ears and noses, and detain their eyeballs.

In the face of the ferocity of the Tartars, the people showed a surprising ferocity, and many people would rather be cut by the Tartars themselves, as long as they could get close to the Tartar soldiers, they hugged them to the death, and dragged them down the city wall. Dust and flesh rose from time to time on the ground on both sides of the wall, the result of a scuffle between the people and the Tartars and the fall of the city.

Tartar was frightened by this suicidal attack by the people of Lingzhou, on the east city wall attacked by Tulu, it was Zhu Changshun and Zhu Changping who rushed to kill the people with the people, both brothers have no martial arts, Zhu Changping is still a scholar, but the two are not afraid and rush to the front. In the first wave of hand-to-hand combat with the Tartars, Zhu Chang was stabbed seven times by the way, with blood spraying in his mouth, and jumped off the city with a Tartar in his arms. Zhu Changping held back tears and gritted his teeth without making a sound of crying, and the iron fork in his hand frantically stabbed the Tartar soldiers in front of him, if it weren't for a few young men behind him to protect him, his body would have been cut at least four or five times.

Such scenes abound, the Tartar soldiers did not expect the people of Lingzhou to be inspired by the fierceness, in their memory, the people of the Ming Dynasty are soft persimmons, they looted on the border of the Ming Dynasty, and captured the towns and villages of the Ming Dynasty to burn and kill traitors. When the people of the Ming Dynasty were lewd, in addition to running away, they begged for mercy, how could they have such a bloody nature, and today I don't know why, these people are all crazy.

The battle was stalemate, the number of deaths increased sharply, and after half an hour of fierce hand-to-hand fighting, nearly half of the people reinforced by Lingzhou were killed and wounded, and the Tartar soldiers also paid the price of more than 3,000 people; None of this is a big deal, the point is that time has been dragged out in the future. From morning to now, several hours of continuous siege of the city, the Tartar soldiers were also exhausted. Comparatively speaking, the besieging side paid more than twice as much as the defenders, and the full meal in the morning had already been digested, and in the face of such a brutal battle, the momentum of the Tartar soldiers and horses was weakening, and they were exhausted by the drag, and they were already a little doubtful that they could take the city.

The bald man knows that this battle must continue, and once it is torn off and rested, all the previous efforts will be in vain; More importantly, he knew that Song Nan's army must be on the way to come, and it might take a few days to feel it, but time is more precious for Bald Mengke, and after taking Lingzhou for a short rest and replenishment, he will also wave his army and head straight at Ningxia Town, it is the best situation to complete this qiē before Song Nan's army feels it, otherwise the Ming army will chase closely, and there will be a sense of oppression psychologically, which will make things full of variables.

"Sue them, before the end of the day, we must deal with all the Ming troops and the people who rebel at the head of the city, otherwise, all of them will come to see them." The bald man gave the order to die.

This order, the generals who besieged the city everywhere knew that there was no way out, the Great Khan was famous for saying that one is not the same, when he swept through the tribes of the Tile Thorns, the Great Khan asked his seventh son Tujin to break through the camp of the Yexian tribe within three days, Tujin did not do it, and the Great Khan cut off his head without hesitation. In military orders, the Great Khan was never soft.

Tulu and other siege generals mustered up their courage and ordered the final onslaught, although the people of Lingzhou were not afraid of death, although the Ming army defending the city fought for their lives, they could not make up for the huge gap in strength. Before two moments, the west city wall was lost, Huang Zheng led a thousand Ming soldiers and more than 1,000 people to retreat into the city, not three moments, the east city wall was lost, Wu Zhongxiao was killed in battle, more than 2,000 Ming troops and people retreated into the streets and alleys of the city to counterattack. After the two city walls were lost, Zhang An knew that the defense of the southern city wall was meaningless, and the Tartar soldiers would directly enter the city, and his own city wall would be surrounded, so he took the initiative to tear off the city wall and retreat to the city to start a street battle.

At the end of the day, the three walls of Lingzhou were all broken, and more than 20,000 Tartar soldiers rushed into Lingzhou City, and fought street battles with the Ming army and the people of Lingzhou who resisted to the death in the streets and alleys; Half an hour later, most of Lingzhou City was already in the hands of the Tartars, and Zhang An led 3,000 remnants of soldiers and 4,000 people to defend the last few main streets leading to the north city gate.

The remnant sun of the west falls in the city of Lingzhou, the fire in the city is full of smoke, the sound of fighting is endless, and the sound of crying and running fills the ear drum; The bald man can personally lead 10,000 soldiers into battle and attack the last area of the north gate of Lingzhou, and he will occupy Lingzhou before dark; Under the fierce onslaught of the Tartar cavalry, the Ming army was no longer able to hold the defensive line, but they did not choose to withdraw from the North Gate, but bravely moved forward to fight to the death with the Tartars at the Wanfu Bridge in front of the North City Gate Avenue.

Bald Meng can know that the overall situation has been decided, he no longer takes the thousands of people in front of him in his eyes, in his opinion, these people in front of him are already dead people, and it is simply stupid to die here without retreating and fleeing. Riding on the tall horse, he waved his hand lightly, and the Tartar cavalry immediately attacked, dozens of horsemen galloped side by side, and the horse's hooves made a crisp clatter sound on the bluestone avenue, like a spell to kill.

Zhang An stood in the middle of the street with a spear in his hand, welcoming the arrival of this last moment, his eyes were a little calm, he had tried his best for the battle of Lingzhou, but the troops were insufficient, the city defense was poor, and it was also the will of God, he had no regrets. Today, he already had the heart of death, but when this moment came, he and his thousands of Ming troops were at peace in their hearts.

"Woohoo! Bang Bang Bang! ”

The strange whistling sound resounded in the air, in the sky southwest of Lingzhou, three red colored fireworks looked extremely dazzling under the solemn blue sky in the evening, the three fireworks flew high, and then exploded in the air, turning into a rain of flowers and falling slowly, looking extremely gorgeous.

Bald Meng Ke turned his head to look at the colorful fireworks in the distant sky, he was very familiar with the color, shape and sound of this fireworks, during the Battle of Jingyu, accompanied by this kind of fireworks was the roar of the death-like firearm in Song Nan's hand, goodbye at this moment, he couldn't help but feel creepy.