Not long after, Xiong Tingbi, who was wearing armor, took all the generals and guards to the city tower, and in an instant, the scene of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood under the city still made this war-experienced master of the war feel a sense of sadness rose in his chest.

The corpses of the two armies spread directly from the underground of Ningyuan City to the banks of the Xiaoling River and the Xiaoling River, the blood flowed and the pestle was uncertain, and the vultures were gluttonous and ate the bones. The white bones of Yingye and the scorched black earth reflect each other as a true portrayal of this lonely city.

"My lord, Jianzhou is ready to attack." Man Gui stepped forward and pointed to the distance.

And when they lifted up their eyes,

After a few first bombardments, the cannon had been slowly pulled back into formation.

Not far away, there are the Eight Banner foot soldiers who have begun to march towards the city tower, and in front of them are some ragged, dry skin and bones of Han slaves, after being squeezed to the last bit of flesh and blood, thousands of Han people were driven, held against spears, forced by bows, and marched towards Ningyuan City.

In any case, their fate was already doomed, either they were stabbed to death by the Eight Banners with spears, or they were shot to death by the defenders with bows and crossbows, and stoned to death, and almost none of the Han slaves could leave this battlefield of flesh and blood alive.

On the tower of the city, everyone could already feel the evil aura and hostility in the sky.

There is always one side going to die here! Why can't the living be mine?

Kill!!!

When there were still two miles to the city, the Houjin generals had already given the order to attack the city.

Almost all the Han slaves subconsciously began to run, holding wooden sticks, branches, broken bowls, and stones, and were driven towards Ningyuan City, while some Han Nu carried ladders and logs, drove ladders to the city, and hit the city gate.

The soldiers of the Eight Banners also drew their long knives, held their shields, climbed the ladder and attacked towards Ningyuan City, the last stronghold of the Ming army outside the Guan.

At the same time, the rain of arrows in the sky came with Houjin's offensive.

Fluttering !!!

The fighting broke out for less than half a day, and then it suddenly broke out again.

Xiong Tingbi, under the escort of Yuan Chonghuan, retreated to the rear drum tower.

"Raising the Shield !!" When the rain of arrows poured down from the sky of the Eight Banners, Man Gui had already reacted, turned around and roared at the officers and soldiers of the garrison battalion behind him: "All the shield soldiers come forward!! ”

"Archer!! Fucking archers! All archers step forward and hold the enemy cavalry at bay! "Man Gui commanded the battle, the garrison battalion, the shield battalion, the archer battalion, and the firearms battalion, all under his command.

But after all, the shield armor can only block for a while, and the archers of the Ming Dynasty must also step forward to bend the bow and fire a volley to suppress the cavalry back, otherwise, with only half a pillar of incense, the soldiers of the Eight Banners can take the opportunity to climb to the top of the city and step forward to fight with the Ming army.

For a while, the rain of arrows fell from the sky, and the blood on Ning Yuancheng's head was flowing all over the ground, full of wails.

As soon as they came into contact, there were many casualties.

Cavalry arches and horses are all over the sky, and at the same time, the soldiers are attacking the city with ladders, and the cooperation up and down has always been an important support for the Eight Banners to attack the city and plunder the formation.

Among them, the bow horse is the core point of the Eight Banners Cavalry Archer, ten thousand arrows are fired together, covering the sky and the sun, and the Ming army of the defending side of the city can not be directly suppressed, under the arrow rain attack of the Eight Banners, there are generally only two results, one of the defenders died under the cluster of arrows in the sky, and one is when the defenders turned around, the Eight Banners soldiers had climbed up, holding a long knife and slashing at the battlement of the city tower.

Therefore, whoever can suppress the archers of the Eight Banners will be able to gain that glimmer of life in the battle to defend the city.

And artillery, obviously, is a great weapon against cavalry.

On the other side, crunching, the iron cannon barrel slowly rose, and Zhao Shujiao had already begun to send people to turn the direction of the five Franji cannons.

"! The muzzle of the gun was raised by ten inches!! Send that cavalry back to the damn Blackwater River to feed the fish and shrimp! Zhao Shujiao scolded while asking his gunners to adjust the height of the barrel.

The Furlong cannon has been improved, combined with the advantages of the sub-cannon, which can be exchanged at a very fast speed, and the thickness and length of the iron-cast barrel have been increased, which greatly reduces the probability of exploding, so that the five cannons play several important roles in the process of defense.

Under the cover of the shield armor soldiers, the cloud ladder was set up in front of the head of Ningyuan City, and the gunners finally adjusted their position.

"Ignition !!" Zhao Shujiao spoke out sharply.

Zizizizi

The fuse began to burn rapidly in the flash of the fire, and then went deep into the barrel.

The spark pulsed, igniting the pinch of black powder in the powder trough.

Weng made a muffled sound, accompanied by a violent shaking of the barrel, and then a white light appeared.

Boom Boom Boom!! After five loud bangs, black cannonballs burst out of the barrels of the cannons, heading towards the bravalist cavalry in the distance.

In the eyes of Mang Gultai, who was watching the battle from afar, five white lights suddenly appeared, and then the cavalry camp exploded violently, with countless dead and wounded, neighing, trampling, and retreating.

For a time, the earthquake trembled, smoke and dust rose everywhere, the soldiers who could not escape and the few cavalry were hit by the fragments of the shells, the horses screamed in horror and rose up, the cavalry was wounded, and the trampling was countless.

When the white light of the muzzle of the cannon exploded, the entire cavalry team would fall into panic and panic, and there were not a few people who retreated, whether it was sitting on a war horse or a cavalry, after experiencing several artillery bombardments, they were all palpitating.

Mang Gurtai clutched the reins tightly, hiding the fear in his eyes deeply.

No matter how many times you have experienced this kind of scene, no matter what kind of heroic character, human beings always have a deep sense of powerlessness in the face of such a miraculous weapon. After all, at the beginning, Huang Taiji attached great importance to this kind of firearms in the Ming Dynasty, and even wrote a letter to form a firearms battalion, wanting to directly send people to build artillery.

"Mao Wenlong! The five artillery pieces on Ningyuan City have more than a slight advantage compared to the artillery on your Phi Island," Mang Gurtai put down the clairvoyant mirror, took a deep breath, and looked at Mao Wenlong on the side: "What good way do you have to take Ningyuan City in a short time?" ”

At this moment, Mao Wenlong looked at the scorching war in the distance with a contradictory face, someone died at any time and anywhere, and slowly spoke: "Ningyuan City is an important town in eastern Liaodong, whether it is Xiong Tingbi or Wang Huazhen, they both attached great importance to the construction of firearms at the beginning, and it is not surprising that there is such a result."

"This king wants to hear the solution, not the explanation!" Mang Gurtai was obviously a little impatient, pulled the reins, and said sharply: "You are a Han person, you should know where the weak point of the Han people is!" ”

"Who doesn't want to live?" Mao Wenlong's eyes moved slightly, and he said expressionlessly: "Besiege the city and don't attack, cut off its thoughts, recruit its generals, mess with its will, divide its people, and seize its will!" ”

"Huh?" Mang Gurtai frowned, besieged but did not attack, surrendered his generals, and divided his people?

Whether it can be done is one thing, but it's worth a try!

First, sometimes the most effective way to motivate people is to besiege a city without attacking.

No one knows when hell will suddenly come.

Second: Xiong Tingbi was slightly more public in the Southern Dynasty, his life was precious, and he was willing to be glorious for a lifetime? There are many generals under his command, do all of them have the courage to live to die?

Third: Those Han people in the Southern Dynasty, do they really want everyone to resolutely defend it?

Mang Gurtai looked at Ningyuan City in the hazy night, his eyes full of sneers.

Absolutely not!

(End of chapter)