The general under the city is still ordering people to storm a few steps on the city wall of the Ming army, his strength is limited, it is impossible to spread out a three-milewide attack surface like his son, and he has not prepared any siege equipment, because he thinks that there is no need at all, the Condor cannon can collapse this damn Great Wall, where else do you need any ladders.

But now, he saw that his soldiers and horses on the city wall had occupied several sections, but he just couldn't go up the city wall, and the ladder guarded by the Ming army was impassable, the ladder was steep and narrow, and it was impossible to attack it at all, but the Tartar soldiers above did nothing, and the bald man was almost spurting blood.

"What about Urus? Tell him to come to me. He rode his horse to the bottom of a section of the city wall occupied by the Tartars and shouted.

The Tartar soldiers above were just panicked by a round of fire, and a low-ranking Tartar officer did not know the Dayan Khan of the steppe at all, and shouted angrily down: "How do I know where he is? Lao Tzu is desperately holding his head, you are pretending to be below, and you already know that you will not come to save you. ”

The bald man scolded angrily: "You...... How dare you talk to me like that, do you know who I am? ”

"Lao Tzu doesn't care who you are, is it possible that you or Dayan Khan can't do it, look at your thief's eyebrows, why don't you just die in the territory of Daming, what harm do you do, we still have to come to die."

The bald man almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and a general beside him raised his head and shouted angrily: "This is the respected Dayan Khan, you are blind, you are limited to tell the second prince of Urus to speak within a stick of incense, otherwise you will kill the nine clans." ”

The low-ranking officer jumped, and then squinted at the people under the city, and found that something was wrong, the saddles were all silver, and the helmets on his heads were patterned, and it seemed that he was really a big man. As soon as Urus heard his father Khan calling himself on the other side of the city wall, he hurriedly climbed the ladder up the city wall, poked his head out, and saw his father Khan's angry face.

"Father Khan, the son has asked you to say goodbye, Father Khan is not in a hurry, soon we can seize the stairs and sweep the Ming army."

"Why not bombard with Condor cannons?" The bald man raised his head and shouted angrily.

Urus stubbornly said: "Father Khan, the Ming people are treacherous, they sent spies to infiltrate my Condor cannon position last night, and destroyed all the flowering shells of the Condor cannon, so ......"

The bald man's mouth opened wide in shock, and he said coldly for a while: "Urus, you have disappointed me, I will talk about this later." Now, if you can't capture a beacon staircase in half an hour, you know the temper of your father's Khan. ”

Urus's scalp was numb, and he shouted repeatedly: "Father Khan, don't worry, the son will personally launch an attack." What else does Father Khan command? ”

The bald man snorted coldly: "Where is the officer who reported the news just now?" ”

The low-ranking officer beside Urus hurriedly probed and said: "Respected Great Khan, the horse on the grassland, the eagle in the sky, the immortal heaven bless you with a long life, the villain just ......"

"Push him down." The bald man shouted coldly.

Urus was stunned, he didn't know the little episode before, and he didn't understand what his father Khan meant.

"Push him off the wall for me." The bald man shouted angrily.

Urus didn't ask any more questions, and turned his head to the junior officer, who was already frightened, and said, "Are you jumping by yourself or am I going to push you?" ”

"The second prince spares his life, and the Great Khan spares his life."

"Hey, Father Khan wants you to go down, and I can't save you, come on, push down." Urus waved his hand.

A terrible scream pierced the battlefield, and an arc flew up from the top of the Great Wall, and the soldier flew through the air with teeth and claws, and fell into the rocks under the city with a clatter, and shattered his flesh and bones into a puddle of flesh.

The bald man spat at the mouth, turned around and galloped away.

Under his command, thousands of archers were transferred to the head of the city and began to shoot intensively with bows and arrows to suppress the resistance of the Ming army, while the Tartar soldiers pressed forward and attacked desperately towards several beacon towers.

This method really worked, the formation of the Ming army was also dense, and the casualties were also heavy under the accumulation of bows and arrows, and only three or four hundred soldiers could be hidden in the beacon tower, and the rest were almost all exposed to the shooting of bows and arrows, and the rain of arrows falling from the sky pierced the Ming soldiers one by one and fell down and rolled down.

Song Nan couldn't do anything about it, the soldiers only had a small number of shields to resist the arrows, it was impossible to miss the arrows under such a dense fire, and under the suppression of the archers, the fire guns didn't even have a chance to fire, because they couldn't reach the launch distance at all. Looking at the corpse of the Ming army rolling down the slope, Song Nan gritted his teeth and said, "Good ammunition on the firearm, follow me." ”

"My lord, how can this be rushed? You can't take any chances. Xu Tai hurriedly stopped.

"The Tartars shoot only those who are standing, and they think that the corpses that are rolling down have been hit, so we roll down and shoot at them, and after causing chaos, we will kill them, and snatch the bows and arrows for my use."

"This ...... It's too risky. ”

"." Song Nan burst into foul language mercilessly, and ordered in his mouth: "Ready, get out." ”

A rain of arrows hit, the Ming soldiers rolled down the slope more than 100 people, and the archers below were also very strange.

Song Nan hugged his head and rolled on the blood-stained green brick ground, his body hurting on the water chestnut of the stone, until he hit a wet and smelly corpse, and dozens of guards with two guns behind him also rolled to the ground with a grunt. The corpses of the Ming army and the Tartars piled up in front of them happened to become a fortification.

Song Nan pulled out the fire gun and shouted, "Kill these bastards." ”

The fire guns were fired, the Tartar soldiers fell down like grass poles, the archers were shooting vigorously, and suddenly the men and horses in front of them fell and exposed them to the fire, and the second and third rounds of fire bombardment came mercilessly, and the archers cried and shouted for their mothers to run back.

Song Nan pinned the empty fire gun to his waist, pulled out the bright embroidered spring knife and shouted: "Hack these bastards to death." ”

Dozens of guards came out of the cage like fierce tigers, thin and narrow embroidered spring knives shining silver in the sun, and rushed towards the Tartar soldiers; The Tartar soldiers were a little confused for a while, who gave these disadvantaged Ming soldiers the courage to fight hand-to-hand, and when they spoke, this group of people had already killed in front of them, and suddenly the swords and swords screamed and fought together.

Xu Tai in the rear had already rushed down with the others, Xu Tai didn't think he was running fast enough, so he simply gave the order to roll down like Song Nan, and the soldiers of the Ming Army rolled down from the slope of the beacon tower, regardless of drawing their blades.

This kind of hand-to-hand combat is theoretically unwise, but Song Nan has no choice, there are many archers in the Tartars, and he can't let his soldiers and horses be live targets, only a surprise onslaught can stop the threat of the archers; Although he knew that such a hand-to-hand fight would cost many people's lives, Song Nan had to fight to the death, snatching some bows and arrows back as a means of counterattack, and desperately defending the stairs of the city was the only purpose. Even if it is delayed with human life, it must be delayed.

More than two hours have passed since the beginning of the battle, the sun has hung high overhead, and it seems that the situation is approaching noon, and the reinforcements may not arrive until the end of the hour according to the general marching speed, but Song Nan knows that Jiang Bin and Ma Ming will definitely march lightly and quickly, and maybe they will rise in the southeast the next moment. At this juncture, if he allowed the bald man to break through the stairs of the Great Wall and lead his men to escape with the soldiers and horses of Urus, then all the previous efforts and the death of the tens of millions of brothers who died, and Ye Fanggu, who was nowhere to be found, and who may have died of incense, would all be in vain. Although the losses of the Tartars' soldiers and horses were even heavier, Song Nan would never consider this a victory.

The Ming army was not afraid of death to launch a comprehensive hand-to-hand combat, on the narrow city wall, the soldiers and horses on both sides were crowded together, the swords were shining with cold light, the scimitar was dripping with blood, and the terrifying sound of the blade penetrating into the flesh and the scimitar into the bone echoed on the city wall. The beacons became slaughterhouses, but they slaughtered not pigs, cows, horses and sheep, but human lives. No one can describe the brutality of this battle, no one can describe the brutality of this battle, everyone involved in the battle can no longer be counted as a person, it is just a shell wielding a weapon. No one is looking into what they are thinking at the moment, and perhaps even they themselves do not know what they are thinking.

In fact, only half an hour has passed, but the time is like a lifetime as long, the Ming army originally had nearly 14,000 soldiers and horses, in this small half an hour was consumed 5,000 people, several beacon towers because of the danger of numbers and faced the hand-to-hand combat of the left and right and the front of the Tartars and showed a tendency to retreat. The soldiers and horses below have already attacked the middle of the ladder of the No. 11 beacon tower, and the breakthrough is only in an instant, once the Tartar soldiers and horses below break through the ladder, it is the time when the Ming army is wiped out.

Song Nan was covered in blood in several places, if it weren't for the strong enough armor on his body, he would have died ten times or eight times, but he didn't think much about it anymore. At this moment, he has truly become a bloody general of the Ming Dynasty, not a person who has traveled from another time and space. At a certain moment, Song Nan suddenly remembered her husband Zhang Maolai, when the old man told him to kill the enemy in the northern mountain pass of Yanmen Pass, the heroism and reluctance in his words made Song Nan very dissatisfied, but the scene changed, and now his mood is probably similar to the situation when the old man killed the enemy.

If I can survive this time, I will be full of pride and pride when I talk about this battle to others in the future.

It's just that will you really survive this time?