In the sixth year of the Great Tomorrow Apocalypse, the twenty-fourth day of the first month, early in the morning.

Inside and outside Ningyuan City, the earth-shattering sound of cannons and shouts woke up Chu Liufeng, who had just fallen asleep.

The shouts from outside became louder and louder, and Chu Liufeng knew that Nurhachi's army had begun to attack the city, so he hurriedly left Yuan Chonghuan's marshal mansion and ran towards the northern city wall.

The snow is still falling, heavier than last night.

The ground is white, and the black smoke that fills the air is like two worlds.

The people on the street were also running to the north with some tools, all of them with the same awe-inspiring atmosphere, not afraid of life and death.

At the north gate of Ningyuan City, Chu Liufeng ran onto the city wall.

Tens of thousands of golden cavalry, like flying horses, shouted and rushed to this side, behind tens of thousands of cavalry, there were hundreds of large carts pulled by ladders and pushing carts, and tens of thousands of infantry ready to attack the city wall, following the cavalry and rushing towards Ningyuan City.

The artillery fire had already ignited the towers on the city wall, and the soldiers and civilians were busy putting out the fire with buckets, and some people were carrying flammable items such as quilts and tung oil to the city.

Yuan Chonghuan, the chief soldier of Ningyuan, was calm and calm, hiding behind the battlement, and at this time, the Jin soldiers were almost rushing to the edge of the moat.

"Don't move, let Jin Ren rush over first, and when he is exhausted, we will attack Jiushi."

Yuan Chonghuan said as he took the things that had been brought up and stacked them on the edge of the battlements of the city tower.

Chu Liufeng had never seen such a thrilling scene, and he was also nervous in his heart, and suddenly thought of Zhuoma Yangjin, and became sad again.

The brigade of golden soldiers had already reached the edge of the moat, and kept throwing bundles of straw into the moat a few zhang wide and deep.

Some places were quickly stacked flat, and Jin Bing laid wooden planks on top of the straw, hid behind the cart, and rushed to the city wall of Ningyuan with a ladder.

Chang Youhuo, who was shirtless, saw that the Jin soldiers had begun to attack the city, his eyes were torn, and he couldn't stop yelling.

"My lord! The golden soldiers have all begun to climb the city wall, and we will not fight yet. ”

Chang Youhuo couldn't hold back anymore, so he ran over and said to Yuan Chonghuan,

Yuan Chonghuan glared at Chang Youhuo fiercely, leaned over and saw the golden soldiers crawling on the city wall, turned around and shouted:

"Sons, first release arrows to the golden soldiers outside the moat, then throw quilts and pour oil under the city walls, and then set rockets to burn."

In an instant, countless Ming soldiers leaned out from the city wall of Ningyuan, and shot at the Jin soldiers outside the moat with bows and arrows.

At this time, the besieging soldiers under the city wall were also thrown down and burned with burning quilts, and the rest of them who were not burned to death desperately climbed across the moat and fled back.

While retreating, the Jin soldiers released arrows on the city wall, and the soldiers on the city tower were also killed and wounded, seeing that the Jin soldiers had retreated a mile or two away, Yuan Chonghuan shouted again:

"The gunner fires the cannon and hits me hard."

The five red-coated cannons on the north wall shook the sky, and the cannonballs that flew over exploded among the retreating soldiers, and the Jin soldiers were completely chaotic.

Standing on the cart drawn by sixteen horses, Nurhachi saw the tragic situation of the retreating soldiers, and hurriedly said to Wanyan Hongjin: "This is a defeated army, hurry up and think of a way." ”

Wanyan Hongjin's face was gray, and he answered, and shouted to the side:

"Timoshenke, you take 20,000 people to bypass the front of Ningyuan City, there must be a loophole in the Ming army guards in the west, you go to attack the west gate of Ningyuan for me, if people can't go up, push gunpowder over and collapse the city wall."

Temoshenke answered, led his troops north to the foot of the mountain, and then rushed to the west.

Yuan Chonghuan, who was on the tower of the city, saw that the Jin soldiers had retreated two or three miles away, and after a while, he shouted and killed Ning Yuancheng, frowned, stroked his beard, and said contemptuously:

"It's still the same method just now, let them get closer and then fight, I see how many people in Nurhachi are not afraid of death."

The two sides fought from early morning to noon, and the city of Ningyuan and the moat were already covered with corpses and bones, and the blood of the dead and wounded Jin soldiers even melted the ice on the river.

There were also countless injuries on the city wall of Ningyuan, and the sound of crying was endless.

Chu Liufeng looked creepy, and the second senior brother next to him often had fire and laughed while shooting arrows.

At this moment a fast horse galloped from the west side of the road on the wall, and when he got near, a soldier rolled off his horse and hurriedly shouted:

"My lord, it's not good, the Jin people on the southwest city wall are attacking very fiercely, and the Jin soldiers have already blown up a gap in the city wall."

Yuan Chonghuan said angrily:

"What about Zu Dashou? How did he give me the city to guard. ”

"Master Zu is here, and he is also injured."

The soldiers were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they didn't dare to look at Yuan Chonghuan.

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The southwest city wall of Ningyuan City.

Almost all of Timoshenke's 20,000 horses were swarming under the city wall, and a large hole more than a foot wide had been blown open at the base of the wall.

Chu Liufeng and Yuan Chonghuan arrived with 3,000 soldiers and saw such a scene.

Seeing that these hundreds of people couldn't resist, the reinforcements rushed out of the cave at this time.

The Jin soldiers were slowly forced to retreat across the moat, and Zuo Qiankun was already red-eyed, and rushed across the moat with hundreds of shirtless soldiers.

Timoshenke couldn't attack for a long time, and he breathed a sigh in his heart, and when he saw Zuo Qiankun rushing over, he stabbed Zuo Qiankun with a big gun.

One of the two was on the horse, the other was on the ground, the guns were back and forth, and they fought forty or fifty moves in an instant, Zuo Qiankun couldn't fight Timoshenke, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, but he didn't know that Temoshenke was more anxious than him immediately.

The two fought more than a dozen rounds, and there were some flaws in the stabbing of Timoshenke's shot, Zuo Qiankun's big knife was handed over to his left hand, and his right palm hit Timoshenke's big gun, and he flew up, and his right hand turned into a finger, and it pointed at Timoshenke's left chest, and Timoshenke was shocked, threw away the big gun in his hand, and rolled down from the war horse with a backward lean, and Zuo Qiankun followed the knife in his left hand and slashed down at Timoshenke on the ground.

Seeing that Temoshenke was about to be cut into two pieces by Zuo Qiankun's knife, a fierce sword aura reached a few feet behind his back.

Zuo Qiankun had no choice but to retract the knife momentum, the handle of the knife struck back, and the two strands intersected vigorously, Zuo Qiankun shook for a while, and took two or three steps forward before stabilizing his figure, and a Taoist priest also stood in front of him.

"It seems that there are some capable people under his hands, no wonder they dare to go to the old Khan's Chinese army tent."

Zuo Qiankun saw that it was Wu Suhai, the junior brother of Changbai Zhenren, who attacked him, and he almost suffered a loss.

The old monster of the black water ran over at this time, and laughed strangely:

"Zuo Qiankun of the Shenyi Gate and Mr. Wusu are chess opponents, you can have a good fight."

Suo Wuchang was a little gloating, thinking that he would watch the two of you fight first, and then I would reap the benefits of the fisherman.

The swords are vertical and horizontal, Wu Suhai and Zuo Qiankun are both first-class masters in the sea, and their skills are about the same, the two of them have fought dozens of moves, Zuo Qiankun's knife momentum is becoming more and more fierce, Chu Liufeng stood not far away and watched, his brows tightened.

The surrounding Ming soldiers and Jin soldiers fought together, and the Songgu Dao and Temushenke fought again.

It didn't take long for Zuo Qiankun and Songgu Dao people to show their defeats, Zuo Qiankun on this side had a solemn face, under the shroud of Wusuhai's sword qi, the long knife in his hand became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't stop retreating, and the Songgu Dao people were short of breath, and his legs seemed to be hit by a sword.

Suddenly, there was a sudden whistling, Chu Liufeng crossed over from above Temoshenke, and took away Temushenke's sword with the force of his right palm, and first relieved the siege of the Songgu Dao people, and the person had already arrived in front of Wusuhai, and his left palm struck out vigorously.

Wu Suhai knew that Chu Liufeng's internal force was not under him, so he didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly withdrew his sword and attacked Chu Liufeng.

The Chu Liufeng who attacked was very domineering, and the howling sound was even more high-pitched, and Wu Suhai had already been a little timid in his heart first.

A few days ago, the two just fought, Chu Liufeng had a big gun in his hand, and his advantages were not as many as today, Wu Suhai was a little puzzled, how did he know that Chu Liufeng was good at internal strength, and he learned Master Hongxu's internal strength, plus serving the millennium Bodhi, Chu Liufeng's internal strength has surpassed the vast majority of first-class masters in the sea.

In the blink of an eye, fifty or sixty moves passed, Chu Liufeng faced the enemy empty-handed, and his palm power became more and more powerful, and Wusuhai was gradually exhausted.

Zuo Qiankun Temushenke, Songgu and others were all watching from the sidelines, but the expression on the face of the old monster of the black water Suo Wuchang was a little trance, he couldn't imagine that in a year, Chu Liufeng had reached such a realm, and he was just as uneasy in his heart.

"What else do I fight, if I continue to fight, I will be defeated by Chu Liufeng, Suo Wuchang These people like to see other people's good things."

Thinking of this at this time, Wu Suhai said while collecting his sword qi:

"The Flowing Wind Boy has deep internal strength, and Wu Suhai has learned it again, so we will find opportunities to learn from him outside the future."

As soon as Wu Suhai said this, Chu Liufeng thought that Wu Suhai was the junior brother of Changbai Zhenren after all, so he still had some face for him, so he also withdrew his palm.

"Since Mr. Usu is so modest, let's stop today."

Temoshenke and Suo Wuchang were a little overwhelmed and stood there in a daze.

"Timoshenke, aren't you going to withdraw your troops?"

Chu Liufeng had already called over.

Seeing that thousands of reinforcements from the Ming army had arrived, the hope of breaking the city no longer existed, and the 20,000 soldiers had been killed and wounded by several thousand, Timoshenke's face was gloomy, and he turned his horse's head in a daze, and many golden soldiers had been fighting for more than half a day, and they were already exhausted, and they were all retreating to the northeast in a swarm.

That night, in addition to the generals who stayed on the city wall, Yuan Chonghuan gathered everyone to gather in the tent of the commander of the Chinese army.

Under the lights, Yuan Chonghuan ordered people to kill a few roosters, poured chicken blood into a row of wine bowls, and everyone in the handsome tent picked up the wine bowls.

Yuan Chonghuan's expression was awe-inspiring and impassioned.

"Today's bloody battle, thanks to the concerted efforts of all the soldiers and friends in the rivers and lakes, Ningyuan City was able to be safe and sound, Shanhaiguan, the reinforcements of the Gaodi Governor Division have not come for a long time, and the armies around Ningyuan are on standby, the existing 20,000 horses in the city are all our strength, and it will be more dangerous to fight again tomorrow, I hope everyone will kill the enemy wholeheartedly, people are in Ningyuan City, and the city is broken unless people die."

After speaking, Yuan Chonghuan took the lead in drinking the chicken blood wine in the bowl, and everyone also killed it one after another.

Yuan Chonghuan pricked his finger again, and wrote in blood on a piece of white cloth: "Swear to live and die with Ning Yuan."

When everyone saw it, almost all of them burst into tears.

At this time, Chu Liufeng thought of the missing Zhuoma Yangjin and Yang Kunlun who was in danger alone.

The wind and snow outside are getting louder again, with a whirring sound, on a night like this, it makes your blood boil and makes you unforgettable.