Seeing this scene, He Luohui and Ah Shan's smiles instantly solidified.
Duduo's face also fell instantly. Damn Yan Yingyuan, how could he have been prepared? He had already ambushed the squatting tiger cannon and bird cannon on the city walls on both sides of the canal?
This was really beyond Duduo's expectations.
Duduo suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness deep in his heart.
He suddenly remembered the scene when he was a child practicing martial arts with Lao Khan.
He was young at the time, so no matter how deliberately he planned to attack, Old Khan could always guess his intention in advance, so he could always make predictions in advance and wait for him to hit the knife edge himself.
At that time, Dodo's heart was filled with such a sense of powerlessness.
Unexpectedly, more than 20 years later, the old Khan had already made a mistake, but Duduo actually experienced such a sense of powerlessness again on the battlefield of Fuming, this Yan Yingyuan!
"Master?" He Luohui, Ah Shan turned back to look at Duduo.
Ming Jun Xiangyong had already taken precautions. Will the attack continue?
At this time, Dodo's heart was also in a huge struggle.
Reason told him that he should decisively withdraw his troops at this time and give up the attack.
However, the feeling of powerlessness and frustration welling up from deep inside his heart constantly reminded Duduo that if he flinched this time, it would leave a lingering shadow when he faced Yan Yingyuan in the future.
This kind of shadow will make him timid, timid, and at a loss.
If he faced Yan Yingyuan again from now on, Duduo would never hope to win again.
Thinking of this, Duduo no longer hesitated and said in a ferocious voice: "Send two teams of Bagara to guard the north and south ends of the canal. Anyone who dares to flee, whether they are flagmen or slaves, will be killed immediately!"
He Luohui, Ah Shan was awe-inspiring when he heard this, he was going to risk his life!
After a pause, Duduo gritted his teeth and said: "In addition, send two more cows and 60 marquees to support! Although those wrappings are cheap, it is not good if they are really dead. It is better to deploy more marques for protection.
Just give it a try."
"Hey!" He Luohui and Ah Shan agreed at the same time.
The order was quickly passed on.
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Tun Qi couldn't stand on the platform, so he took his flagmen and hid behind the platform.
Even so, from time to time, bullets would still hit the earth platform, making a huge banging sound, and then the entire earth platform would tremble slightly.
The Ming army's squatting cannon attack never stopped.
"These bright dogs are really crazy." Tun Qi said bitterly.
"Sir, the two white flags have sent reinforcements again!" a flagman exclaimed.
"What?" Tun Qi looked back in astonishment and found that there were indeed two more impressive Eight Banners soldiers, carrying thousands of coats and pushing nearly a hundred carts along the ice of the canal.
Seeing this, Tun Qi said solemnly: "The two white flags are planning to flood Shanyang City."
Qiding, who spoke just now, asked in a low voice: "Sir, do I still want to continue to demolish it?"
Now even an idiot can see that Duduo is basically using them as cannon fodder.
"What a piece of shit." Tun Qi's face fell and he said angrily, "We were fooled by Duduo. From the beginning, they just used us as a cover to deceive the bright dogs in the city."
"Send me the order to withdraw all personnel."
"In Shanyang City, let the two white flags do their work."
"We, the warriors with the blue flag, will not join in the fun!"
Tunqi was really irritated at this moment and didn't want to do anything anymore.
It is undeniable that Tunqi also secretly wants to see Duduo's jokes.
Because the Xianglan Banner withdrew its troops at this time, it was clear that it wanted to reduce the pressure on the Ming army so that the Ming army in Shanyang City could concentrate all its forces to deal with the siege of the two white flags.
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However, whether the Xianglan Banner withdraws its troops or not will have little impact on the Xiangyong in the city.
Seeing Jiannu once again investing his troops and adding nearly a hundred carriages, Yan Yingyuan smiled. He knew that you couldn't afford to lose, and knew that you would continue to increase your chips and launch a larger-scale attack, hahaha.
Although we don’t know who the slave master outside the city will be, we all have the same human nature.
Then, let this section of the canal between the east and west cities become the burial place of the slaves!
In the blink of an eye, the reinforcements of Jiannu had entered between the two cities, and the north and south ends of this section of the canal were also guarded by a group of Baya soldiers. The Baya soldiers killed dozens of people who tried to escape.
After wrapping, the remaining wrappers did not dare to run away anymore, and could only turn back under Xiang Yong's firepower.
By this time, the number of slaves crowded on the ice of the canal had increased to two thousand!
If the unarmored soldiers are included, the total strength has exceeded 5,000 people. The entire northern section of the canal is almost crowded, and it is a huge area. At this time, if only the three-foot-high city wall is
With the addition of musketeers, they may not be able to withstand Jiannu's strong attack, but Yan Yingyuan has already prepared a backup plan.
"Erdan, send a signal to the other side."
A look of coldness flashed between Yan Yingyuan's brows.
"Yes!" Wu Erdan's voice was trembling with excitement.
Immediately, Wu Erdan ordered Xiang Yong to send a signal to the other side.
After a while, continuous explosions occurred on the ice of the canal between the two cities.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" Balls of fire exploded from the ice, accompanied by loud noises and the screams of Jian Nu.
Jiannu, who was crowded on the ice, suddenly fell into chaos.
Now not only the wrappers, but also the bannermen of the two white flags began to panic.
There's no way to fight. There's really no way to fight this war. These Ming Dynasty people are too cunning, so cunning. There are even traps on the fucking ice, so why fight? Just retreat quickly.
"Demon Town Museum"
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"master!"
He Luohui and Ah Shan also suddenly turned back and looked at Duduo with panic on their faces.
Although they were relatively far apart, they could still see the huge explosion and the commotion on the canal. Obviously, the army that went on the offensive encountered another unexpected attack.
Duduo's face was now as black as the bottom of a pot.
Yan Yingyuan, this damn Yan Yingyuan is really amazing!
Not only had this person anticipated that he would launch an attack from the canal?
Even setting a trap on the ice early and waiting for him to fall into the trap?
This kind of thinking and calculations are really... Duduo felt shuddering.
He was horrified and even panicked in his heart, but Duduo's face didn't show it at all.
"Why are you panicking?" Duduo snorted expressionlessly and added, "It's just a few explosives. The gunpowder explosives buried in the ice just make a sound, it's not a big deal."
While he was talking, the series of explosions on the ice of the canal ahead had stopped.
As soon as the explosion stopped, the smoke quickly dispersed, and Jiannu gradually calmed down.
The Ming army troops on both sides of the city walls stopped firing their guns at this time.
The entire battlefield fell into a strange stillness in an instant. Both the Ming soldiers and warriors on the city wall and the Jian slaves crowded on the ice of the canal were frozen as if someone had imposed a immobilization technique.
He Luohui's consciousness was not frozen, and he said flatteringly: "Master, you are really amazing. Ming Gou's bomb didn't kill a few of us at all. It just made a noise, hey, haha!"
Duduo smiled and said: "What this king said is no big deal..."
Then before the last word "了" could be uttered, a sudden change occurred.
Suddenly, I seem to hear a continuous "Kacha" sound coming from far away. Is this?
"Master, something bad is going on!" Ah Shan on the other side of Duduo suddenly shouted with fear and anger, "It's going to collapse! The ice on the canal is going to collapse! The ice is going to collapse!"
"Ice collapse?" Duduo paused in his heart.
"Ice collapse?" He Luohui was also stupid, wasn't he?
The next moment, the army of slaves crowded on the ice of the canal suddenly fell down.
What followed was a splash of water and the sound of falling water.
Good guy, the reason why Yan Yingyuan buried gunpowder on the ice was not to use gunpowder to kill Jiannu, but to use gunpowder to explode the entire ice layer.
After the ice layer is exploded, its strength will be greatly reduced.
Coupled with the heavy pressure of more than 5,000 slave-building troops and more than 100 lair trucks, the cracked ice finally could not withstand the huge squeeze and collapsed instantly.
More than 2,000 slaves and more than 3,000 soldiers crowded on the ice fell into the water instantly.
The water in the canal between the two cities of Shanyang was seven feet deep, enough to drown and coat the slaves who could not swim.
Of course, for Jiannu and Baoyi at this time, the biggest threat was not from drowning, or even from the warriors on both sides of the city walls, but from the severe cold!
Falling into the water on this cold day is really no joke!
Just a quarter of an hour before they fell into the water, each of the Jian Nu coats was still full of energy. Some of the coats who were lucky enough to climb up the ladder above the water would even lend a helping hand to the drowning Jian Nu.
But the silt at the bottom of the canal cannot provide solid support at all.
Therefore, as more and more people were attached to the ladder, the cart that supported the ladder quickly overturned, and the slaves and coats attached to the ladder fell into the water again.
Soon, there was no longer an upright ladder in sight.
There were also some people who relied on their ability to swim and swam to the canal bank. However, because they had nowhere to put their feet, the five-foot-high bank became an insurmountable obstacle.
Then, there was Jihuo from Xiangyong.
Faced with crossfire from the city walls on both sides, there was no place to hide.
After about a quarter of an hour, the water surface of the canal gradually became quiet.
Most of the slaves wearing armor and stomachs had sunk to the bottom of the canal. Although the slaves in cotton-padded clothes were still struggling on the surface, all of them had lost their vitality, leaving only the last gasp.
At this temperature, it only takes a quarter of an hour to freeze to death.
Bagala, who was guarding both sides of the canal, had already retreated to the shore.
Seeing the tribesmen and Baoyi gradually calming down on the water surface of the canal, they did not dare to rush to the rescue.
The Jian slaves originated between white water and black water. They understand the threat of severe cold more deeply than other races. At this time, any rescue is in vain and will only involve themselves.
An hour later, the canal was completely quiet again.
Even the water in the canals began to freeze again.
The few coatings that were still floating on the water until their death were also frozen in the ice.
Looking down from the city walls on both sides, it looks like one ice crystal sculpture after another, full of a cruel beauty.