The archers and javelinmen of the two armies exchanged fierce fire from the walls and the pit filling troops.

On the top of the head of the pit filling troops, feathered arrows and javelins flew together, and they didn't care about whether they would be affected, so they hurriedly hurried to fill the pit......

Unfortunately, after a short stalemate, the more well-trained and condescending Ming army prevailed.

In fact, the biggest difference is that the Ming army has twenty or thirty arrows in a pot, while each Luchuan army has a bundle of javelins on its back. Shooting and shooting javelins was dumb, and only the rain of arrows of the Ming army was still endless.

The pit fillers desperately raised their shields, trying to help the javelinmen behind them fend off the rain of arrows from the city.

But the arrows shot by the Ming army, obviously with a certain inclination, happened to pass over their heads and landed on the heads of those javelinmen...... This small projectile may seem easy, but it is not simple at all, and it requires repeated practice by the shooter to master this skill.

However, the elite Ming army at the head of the city, everyone can skillfully use this trick to inflict continuous blows on the javelinmen outside the city.

Seeing the heavy losses of his ace troops, the sword warrior was very distressed, the javelinmen needed to be trained, unlike ordinary soldiers, they could be used if they were caught. If this is gone, it will not be easy to recover.

He had no choice but to give the order for the javelinmen to withdraw first. As a result, without the cover of the javelinmen, the pit filling work, which had just made some progress, came to a standstill again-

The continuous accurate shooting of the Ming army made it difficult for the Luchuan army to get close to the trench, and every time the Luchuan army threw a bag of sand, it cost more than a dozen lives. If it weren't for the persecution of the Warlords behind them, they would have withdrawn a long time ago.

But it was certain that every opportunity should be seized, and on the first day of the battle, the army of the Dao Lang still did not fill in the passage across the trench.

The only harvest is the corpses of thousands of Luchuan soldiers.........

As soon as the horn of the troops sounded, the Luchuan army, which was extremely tormented, retreated like a tide as if it had been amnestied.

The swordsman on the opposite hillside was pale, but he didn't expect the tin soldiers he was proud of to behave so badly.

"The marshal is angry, this Ming army is completely different from what we encountered before, it is difficult to eat them in one bite, and we must be prepared for a fierce battle." Peng Mailang on the side was relieved, these days he has been living in the ridicule of his colleagues around him, saying that he has disgraced the Dai people and the Luchuan army. Now these guys finally understand that it's not that they don't work hard, but this time they ran into hard stubble.

"Well, I can see it." Dao Lang nodded, and said hesitantly: "I really underestimate them." ”

"Yes, it seems that the Ming army is not all straw bales, I didn't expect to meet a ruthless character." All the leaders echoed one after another, and no one dared to speak cruelly now, otherwise it would be troublesome to be sent by the commander to attack the fortification tomorrow.

"But it doesn't matter, such a small earthen city has no more than a few thousand Ming troops in it." Of course, Dao Lang couldn't let these guys grow their morale and destroy their own prestige, so he said in a deep voice: "We have an army of 40,000, no matter what, the advantage is definitely mine!" ”

"yes, yes, the advantage is mine." The generals hurriedly followed him and said, "The victory must still be ours, but it will take some effort." ”

"That's right. We can no longer rush things and follow the rules. Dao Lang nodded, and instructed Peng Mailang and the others: "You go to the vicinity to catch some mountain people, and let them fill the pit tomorrow." ”

"Yes!" As soon as they heard that they didn't need their own people to fill the pit, the Luchuan generals immediately became more energetic.

"But Dashuai, Jingdong Mansion is dominated by our Dai people...... someone couldn't help but remind Dao Lang:

"And the defenders of the city are all Han Chinese......"

"Yes." The sword man glanced at the general unhappily: "Why don't your people go to fill the pit tomorrow?" ”

"Uh, no, no, no." The general's attitude immediately changed drastically: "It's the last general who is confused, those mountain people are all Otao's people, and they are traitors we want to exterminate!" ”

"That's how it is." Dao Lang said coldly: "Go ahead." ”

~~

So the next day, the Ming army waited until after noon, and the attack of the Luchuan army was late.

Moreover, in front of the golden Luchuan army this time, many ordinary people in Qingbu Baotou were also driven.

"Fuck, use the common people as meat shields!" Ning Zheng smacked fiercely and said, "I thought that Mongolians would do such a thing!" ”

"Chen Youliang also did it." Hu Quan said expressionlessly: "The moat outside Hongdu City was filled by him with the lives of the common people. ”

"So what do we do?" Ningzheng asked in a low voice.

"This is the battlefield." Hu Quan's voice said without a trace of emotion: "Being kind to others will only harm your own soldiers." ”

Wu Changbo's tone made Ning Zheng shudder in his heart, he suspected that even if it was the Han people who were driven away on the other side, Hu Quan would not hesitate to give the order and kill him.

But he also knew that he would give the same order if he had changed. Compassion is not in charge of the army, and it is even more ruthless on the battlefield, and it really can't tolerate the slightest woman's kindness......

"Understood." Ning Zheng nodded heavily and ordered the herald to say a few words, and the herald hurriedly conveyed the uncle's order.

~~

Under the city of Dingyuan, those mountain people carrying sacks were driven to the trench.

The mountain people were men and women, old and young, and their dark faces were full of fear. They shouted loudly towards the city, and although the Ming soldiers could not understand a word, they could still hear from their voices that they were pleading for something.

What do you cry for? Naturally, don't kill them.

But it didn't work......

As soon as they approached the trench, the bowstrings rang out in the city, and arrows flew, and swaths of the mountain people were shot to the ground......

They screamed and cried in horror, wanting to turn around and run away, but what was waiting for them behind them was the cold butcher's knife of the Luchuan army.

The mountain people watched as those who advanced were shot to death, and those who retreated were cut down, and completely fell into a collapse, and many people went crazy on the spot.

But more mountain people, still driven by the Luchuan soldiers, rushed to the edge of the trench in the face of the rain of arrows of the Ming army, and threw the sandbags on their shoulders......

If they get away with it, there's nothing to be thankful about. Because there are still mountains of sandbags piled up behind the battle.

What awaits them is the next journey to death...... Until they were shot dead by the Ming army.

What a cruel hell is this?

But this is the normal state of war, which is why it is said that the battlefield is hell......

~~

After several days, the Luchuan army finally used the lives of the mountain people to fill in eight passages.

The soldiers of the Luchuan Army, who had regained their strength, rushed through the trench and charged towards the city wall of Dingbian City in the rhythmic sound of elephant's foot drums, holding shields, carrying ladders, and stepping on layers of mountain people's corpses!

But what awaits them is a fiercer resistance from the defenders!

When the Luchuan army came to the city and was about to erect a ladder, the soldiers of the Ming army cut off the tight ropes one by one!

The rolling stone skull, which was fixed to the head of the city by ropes, slammed down, and smashed a large area of the Luchuan army with ladders into a pulp.

However, the Luchuan soldiers were numerous, and the follow-up troops still rushed up, successfully set up a ladder, and began to climb towards the city!

The blood, fire and hell that belongs to the soldiers of the two armies has just begun......

(End of chapter)