[Note: This chapter is from the perspective of the slaves]
Badahai returned to the guntai barracks with a tired look on his face.
Badahai is an ordinary bannerman in Zhengbai Banner. He has just turned eighteen this year, but he is already the father of two children. During the horse racing staking event last October, he acquired more than 300 acres of land.
There is too much land, and the only two wrappers at home are not enough.
So this time when he went south, Badahai wanted to grab a few more bags and go back.
Seeing Badahai coming in, Huang Deheng, who had followed the expedition, immediately came up to him and said with a flattering face: "Master, you are finally back. My servants are almost starving to death."
"Here you go." Badahai casually threw half a piece of leftover wheat cake to Huang Deheng.
The Qing court would only take care of the rations of the bannermen, and the rations of the soldiers who went out with the army would be borne by the bannermen themselves. Therefore, as Huang Deheng was Badahai's bannerman, Badahai had to figure out his own rations.
Bada Hai is actually quite good at coating, and Huang Deheng can at least get half full.
Like other bannermen, they have basically lost weight since the expedition, all because of hunger.
Because the vast majority of the Eight Banners soldiers just treated Baoyi as livestock, giving them a bite when they had something to eat, and starving if they didn't. Anyway, as long as they didn't starve to death or die of exhaustion, it would be fine.
After eating half a piece of wheat cake, Huang Deheng finally felt better.
"Master, will it be our turn to destroy Niu Lu again tomorrow?" Huang Deheng asked cautiously.
Recalling the last demolition, Huang Deheng was really heartbroken. The heavy fire oil was poured down from the top of the city, and the rawhide covering the carriage was scalded and smoking.
As soon as the Ming army's torches fell, the entire area turned into a sea of flames.
If they had run any slower at that time, the two of them would have been burned to ashes.
However, the other dozen bannermen in the same team as Badahai did not have such good luck, and they were all killed in the fire in the end.
After that, only their master and servant were left in the barracks.
Badahai snorted lightly and said, "But don't worry, Ming Gou's fire oil has been exhausted, and the turret that Niu Lu is responsible for will collapse soon."
"Really?" Huang Deheng said happily.
"Really." Badahai nodded and said, "So according to the previous agreement, after Shanyang City is destroyed, we, the Zhengbai Banners, should be the first to enter the city and loot as much as we can for a day!"
"Master, can I make a request?" Huang Deheng said awkwardly.
"You are so brave, you bitch slave." Badahai kicked Huang Deheng, and then said with a smile, "But because you are still loyal, I can promise you, tell me, what do you want?
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Huang Deheng whispered: "Master, I want to take a woman back."
"Is this what you're talking about?" Badahai smiled and said, "Sure, I agree."
"Thank you, Master. I will kowtow to you, Master." Huang Deheng was overjoyed.
"Okay, go to bed early." Badahai said with a smile, "I have regained enough strength tonight and will go to the city to grab women tomorrow!"
"Yes, go to bed early." Huang Deheng responded repeatedly, and immediately fell asleep. Before falling asleep, he even thoughtfully took off the cotton clothes he was wearing and covered Badahai.
As for Huang Deheng himself, he tried his best to sleep by the campfire.
In the cool hours of the next day, the master and the servant were awakened by the sound of the trumpet.
Badahai turned over and sat up, and Huang Deheng hurried over to put on his armor.
Badahai has two pairs of armor, one chain armor and one pair of cotton armor.
Badahai's chain armor was passed down from his grandfather to his father and then to him. This pair of cotton armor was seized from a bandit during the battle of Shanhaiguan. It was also in that battle that Badahai was promoted to a vest.
Helping Badahai put on the chain armor, Huang Deheng took the cotton armor and started to put it on Badahai again.
But Badahai said: "Forget it, I already have a chainmail armor. One more pair of cotton armors and one less one. It doesn't make any difference. It's better for you to wear this pair of cotton armors."
"Slave, thank you so much, Master." Huang Deheng communicated with tears in his eyes.
To be honest, it is really rare to meet a master like Badahai, so Huang Deheng cherishes it very much.
The master and the servant dressed up, first met up with other bannermen and Baoyi from this Niulu, then met up with another Niulu, and then pushed the carriage that had been repaired overnight to the northeast corner tower. Along the way,
The muskets from the Crouching Cannon kept coming. Most of the muskets were blocked by the carts, but a few fell into the crowd.
So from time to time someone would scream and fall to the ground, bleeding.
But the bannermen are basically fine. The conditions of the bannermen of Zhengbai Banner are still good. Almost everyone has a armor and stomach. As long as they have armor and stomach at such a long distance, they are not afraid.
Huang Deheng was also very unlucky and received a lead shot.
Fortunately, he was wearing cotton armor this time, so it was nothing serious.
Soon, the two Niu Lu arrived at the outside of the turret in the northeast corner.
At this time, the other two Niulu flagmen had already been guarding the earth platforms on both sides of the turret, and they started shooting at the Ming troops on the top of the city. From time to time, Ming soldiers were shot down by the flagmen with heavy arrows.
At a distance of about thirty paces, the large arched legs can crush the Ming army's muskets.
When they were still twenty steps away from the corner tower, Badahai and the other bannermen also stopped.
After suffering several losses in the past, the banner men no longer reached the base of the city wall. Instead, they stayed twenty steps away and used their large bows to suppress the Ming army on top of the city wall.
As for the demolition, I left it to Huang Deheng and these wrappers.
Huang Deheng and more than thirty other packers pushed the heavy cart to the corner tower.
The Ming troops at the top of the city brought down burning objects such as straw bales, wheat straw bundles, and dry firewood bundles. However, the vault of the carriage was a pointed arch, and other burning objects except for fire oil could not be hung.
Therefore, the wrapping hidden in the car was unscathed.
Anyway, it was the Ming army on top of the city who was shot dead by the Eight Banners soldiers because they leaned out.
Immediately, the sound of gunfire was heard from the top of the city, but it was the Ming army's musketeers who stepped forward to suppress the bannermen's archers outside the city.
"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"
Taking advantage of the gap when the Ming army had no time to pay attention, more than thirty coaters quickly entered the gap. Some coaters used iron drills and hammers to pry off the hard rammed earth piece by piece, and some coaters used shovels and picks to shovel.
earth.
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"Kacha!" A sudden cracking sound suddenly sounded, and dust fell.
"It's going to collapse, the turret is going to collapse!" an experienced wrapper roared, "Get back!"
Upon hearing this, Huang Deheng turned around and ran out. In the rush, he did not even throw away the shovel in his hand. If he did, he would be beaten.
Huang Deheng had just escaped a few steps away when a loud rumbling sound sounded behind him. Looking back quickly, he saw a cloud of dust flying over him, covering him in it.
"Oh no!" Dominated by a strong desire to survive, Huang Deheng felt as if there was wind at his feet, and finally managed to escape more than ten steps away before the rammed earth fell, to avoid being buried alive.
But most of the thirty or so coats with him were buried alive.
Only Huang Deheng and the other experienced wrapper escaped.
"Dog slave, go on!" Badahai's roar sounded in his ears.
Huang Deheng looked anxiously and saw that Badahai and more than two hundred flagmen had rushed towards them. Badahai even threw the saber on his waist.
Huang Deheng quickly reached out and caught it.
"Let's go with me and fight into the city to steal women!" Badahai roared excitedly.
"Grab a woman?" Huang Deheng was stunned for a moment, and then he shouted excitedly, "Grab a woman, rob a woman!"
Huang Deheng then waved his sword and followed Badahai into the smoke-filled turret gap.
However, because the diffuse smoke and dust obscured his vision and could not clearly see the ground beneath his feet, Badahai fell to the ground. Huang Deheng quickly rushed forward to help his master up.
With this delay, Badahai fell to the bottom of the entire Niulu.
"Damn it." Badahai growled filial piety with some annoyance, "You dog slave, hurry up and chase me!"
Now the master and the servant helped each other climb up the gap. The collapsed rammed earth formed a slope about ten feet high. It was still difficult to climb over this slope.
The two finally climbed up the slope and were about to rush down, but they stopped in their tracks.
Because the master and servant who rushed to the top of the slope were horrified to find that the gap was not densely packed with houses, nor row upon row of shops, but... a huge fire!
The red flames filled the two people's vision.
As far as the eye can see, there is nothing but flying flames.
What surprised the two even more was that straw, wheat straw and even dry firewood continued to be thrown from the city walls on both sides of the gap, as well as from the city walls inside the gap. Wait, inside the gap?
The two of them discovered to their horror that there was actually a city wall in the gap!
Just when the two were confused, a large bundle of dry firewood was dropped heavily from above.
Badahai was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground in an instant, and was pressed down by scattered firewood.
Then a large amount of hay and wheat straw were thrown from the top of the city, and finally torches, and the entire gap was quickly engulfed in flames.
"Master!" Huang Deheng roared angrily, hurriedly knelt down and used his hands and feet to desperately pull away the hay and wheat straw, and finally dragged Badahai out of the pile of dry wood.
In order to save Badahai, Huang Deheng's hands were burned and blistered.
But in just this moment, Badahai was already fainted from the smoke.
Huang Deheng did not hesitate to carry Badahai on his back and rush out of the gap.
In the end, he miraculously rushed down the gap and saved the dog's life.
Looking back, I saw the flames rising in the gap were higher than the city walls.
With such a fire, the two Niulu and more than 200 bannermen who rushed into the gap before were probably burned to ashes, right? It would be easier to fall down now, and there would be no need to restrain and bury them.
[Note: These two Niulu were seriously damaged in the battle, with only two hundred bannermen left]
"What's going on? What happened?" An angry voice suddenly came.
Huang Deheng looked back and saw that it was Jia La Ezhen from Jia La where Niu Lu was, but he couldn't name him.
A big shot like Jia La'ezhen would never have anything to do with Huang Deheng, so Huang Deheng had no way of knowing what Jia La'ezhen's name was?
