Fell into a trap!

After learning that the general siege officers and soldiers were trapped in the city, sweat immediately broke out on Wang Ziye's forehead.

He was born into a royal family and had never fought any tough battles. Even in this battle, his old brothers took care of him and asked him to lead a small army to pick peaches.

A dozen tear gas canisters, and then you can pick peaches.

But how could this happen?

"Junmen, what should we do now?"

Qin Yu nervously walked to the military gate. He was nervous, but the general soldier was even more nervous than him.

Nearly two thousand people from the two generals are trapped in the city!

If they were left in the city, it would be worse than Liaoyang!

In Liaoyang, it was about hitting more with less, but what is this today? It was like I was stuck in someone else's pocket!

"How to do how to do?"

Muttering, Wang Ziye said loudly.

"Fire the cannon, fire the cannon..."

"The military gate can't be hit. If the cannon fires, all the jade and stone will be destroyed. There are our brothers in the city!"

"If we don't fire cannons, they will all be killed by the Jiannu slaves!"

For a time, this became a dilemma.

Should they fire cannons, or just watch them being beaten to death by the slaves?

Just when Wang Ziye and the battalion commanders and soldiers around him were in a dilemma, suddenly there was a violent explosion above the city.

The continuous explosions were like billowing smoke, making everyone stunned. At this moment, someone suddenly said from the side.

"Let's shoot shrapnel and hit the city wall."

The speaker was a very young-looking young man. He wore a bamboo-shaped marching and joining the army sign on the front of his breastplate, which meant strategizing and strategizing.

"shrapnel?"

Wang Ziye looked at Shen Heyun. Although he was young, he was a "disciple of the emperor" - an orphan from the almshouse run by the prince.

"Yes, shrapnel air bursts may cause accidental damage, but they pose a greater threat to the slaves on the city wall. They are not like grenades, which can blast indiscriminately between friend and foe..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ziye ordered.

"Order the artillery to fire shrapnel on the city, and then what?"

Shen Heyun, who was stared at by everyone, said calmly.

"Then just use shrapnel to suppress the slaves, giving the brothers in the city a chance to counterattack. Now there's not much we can do outside the city, unless we bring in the rifled mortars directly under the General's Mansion to blast open the city wall..."

After thinking about it, Shen Heyun shook his head and said.

"Even so, there is no hurry in terms of time, but as long as our artillery shells keep hitting, Jiannu will have no chance to divide his troops and search the city..."

Shen Heyun glanced in the direction of the city and then said.

"At the same time, we can also dig parallel trenches from outside the city to approach the city wall. If there is a chance, we may be able to reconcile with the brothers inside and outside... But before that, the brothers in the city can only resign themselves to fate!!

"

Leave it to fate!

Compared to a word outside the city, for the brothers trapped in the city, they did not dare to leave their lives to God. They hid under the eaves and faced the brothers in several nearby houses that had been knocked open.

Li Deyi shouted loudly.

"Is Mr. Song Qian here?"

"President Song Qian and the others are trapped in Wengcheng."

The shouts of other brothers came from another room not far away.

President Song Qian and the others are trapped in Wengcheng!

Hearing this and hearing the gunshots coming from the Wengcheng side, Li Deyi's heart tightened and he shouted loudly.

"I am Commander Li Deyi. General Xu Qian was killed in battle. General Song Qian was trapped in Wengcheng without knowing whether he was alive or dead. I am General Dai Qian. Everyone listen to my orders."

No one questioned his orders. General Qian was killed, Deputy General Qian was killed, Deputy General Qian was killed, and the first sentry commander was killed, and so on. For soldiers who are used to obeying, all they need is an officer to step forward and take command.

them.

"Everyone loaded the rifles, and then took turns to shoot at the city, taking aim, and covering the brothers outside to withdraw..."

There were still dozens of brothers trapped in the gate of Wengcheng. All he could do now was to cover those brothers and the injured brothers on the street and evacuate them alive.

As for the brothers in Wengcheng...can they withdraw?

The thousand-jin gate that fell on the city gate has blocked them all in the urn city. The trapped brothers are still fighting against them. They use muskets to fight back the slaves on the city top, but they are trapped in the urn city.

The slaves fell down under the hail of bullets and arrows. Blood spattered, and pairs of eyes that remained unblinking were revealed under the iron helmets of the fallen soldiers.

Looking at the city gate hole blocked by the fire, Song Yu was dumbfounded. He stared eagerly at the city gate that was getting more and more burned, with only one thought left in his mind - it's over!

When he was studying in the past, Song Yu learned the idiom "catching a turtle in an urn", but now, he suddenly realized the feeling of "turtle". Now, he is the "turtle" in the urn.

what to do?

"Whoosh..."

Accompanied by a startling sound, a burst of arrows flew down from the city wall. The armor-piercing arrows pierced the breastplates of the brothers, and a dozen more brothers fell down beside him.

Although Jiannu's arrows and bullets came intermittently, apparently because he was afraid that others would blow them up with grenades, the continuous rain of arrows and bullets still caused great pressure in everyone's hearts.

Turtle in the urn!

For them, this desperate situation of being trapped in the Wengcheng and surrounded by enemies made everyone feel desperate.

Compared to their despair, the slaves on the city wall seemed very proud. Although they were bombed by grenades and killed and injured hundreds of people, Obai on the city wall felt very proud.

"Sicheng, how many Ming troops do you think we have trapped?"

"At least one thousand three to four hundred people!"

Tong Guoqi glanced outside the city and then murmured.

"Now I'm just afraid that the Ming army will ignore their lives and fire directly. Then..."

"But what?"

Oboi laughed loudly.

"Let them fire cannons. If they fire cannons, it will save us trouble. What should we do with these Ming troops in Wengcheng now?"

"Shocking thunder!"

Tong Guoqi sneered and said, what does the Tong family do? They train firearms for the Qing Dynasty! The fist-sized iron shell thunders were mass-produced twenty years ago. When they fought against the Ming army, all the heavy armored soldiers of the Eight Banners were

He pushed the shield cart, rushed to a nearby location, and then threw out a blast of thunder. Then he took advantage of the chaos in the Ming army's formation to rush in.

It’s not like we in the Qing Dynasty don’t know how to play with firearms!

We, the Tong family, are experts!

Following Tong Guoqi's order, the slaves on the city immediately threw the "Shocking Thunder" that lit the fuse directly to the bottom of the city, and smashed it towards the heads of the Ming army.

"Shocking thunder..."

The moment the smoking thunderbolt was dropped, a burst of screams rang out from the urn city.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

When the Thunderbolt exploded, there were continuous flames. Because the fuses burned at different times, one Thunderbolt dropped to the east and another to the west, exploding in no order.

Although this kind of black powder thunder is not very powerful and can only explode into two iron shells, it still causes great damage to the soldiers in the unobstructed Wengcheng. After all, the Wengcheng is now crowded.

Many brothers, in such a crowded environment, the power of Thunder can be fully exerted.

But in just an instant, dozens of brothers were knocked down to the ground, and their wounds were bleeding like pillars...

In the choking smoke, Li Laoshi was lying on the ground when he saw a thunderbolt falling in front of him. The smoke was coming out loudly and his eyes were wide open. When he instinctively wanted to avoid it, he saw

Looking at the brothers around him, his eyes suddenly became determined and determined.

"Ah...get out of the way!"

He shouted loudly, and his whole body fell on the thunder.

"honest!"

Before the people around him could react, a cloud of gunpowder smoke appeared from Li Laoshi's body. He was blown several feet off the ground, and then fell down screaming. His whole body was charred and black, and blood flowed from under the exploded breastplate.

Note.

The brothers around who were not hit by the Thunderbolt were all stunned by the scene in front of them. While everyone was in shock, facing the Thunderbolt that fell beside them, another brother rushed over and pressed him with his body.

Shocking thunder.

With a violent loud noise, the brother was blown away, but the brothers around him were saved. Sometimes people are willing to give everything for what they believe in, such as the brothers around them...

"ah!"
Chapter completed!