Zhang Shize waved his hand, and the 5,000 people and ten battalions of Shanxi Town he had just taken into his hands were immediately beaten to half of their blood. They shouted wildly. The people in front were carrying shields, and the large group of people behind were carrying ladders and rushing towards the gap in the city wall.
go.
Since Shanxi Town has received so many benefits, it must also contribute its efforts.
The northern city wall of Dongsheng was violently exploded, causing a huge gap of fifty meters to collapse.
Dongsheng's city wall was built in the Tang Dynasty. Mongolia did not put much effort into strengthening it and did not cover it with bricks. It has been riddled with holes due to hundreds of years of insect and rat bites.
It has turned into the shape of a terrace and is covered with dense weeds.
The crenels were all in pieces, as if they were gnawed by dogs.
When there is nothing else to do, no one wants to put in the effort and money to repair it. Now that there is a war, it is too late to repair it.
Bu Shitu looked at the huge gap that collapsed in the distance with heart-breaking pain.
Beginning last year, when the situation became increasingly tense, he made several attempts to repair and cover the city wall with bricks. However, when he calculated that it would cost 30,000 taels of silver, he immediately felt extremely sick, so he put it aside.
At this time, his intestines were turning green with regret.
The city is destroyed, and no matter how much money he has, he can't save it. This is really giving up his life rather than his wealth.
"Come over and block the gap for me. Go quickly." Bu Shitu jumped on his feet and yelled, asking his soldiers to rush over immediately.
At this time, it was too late to block the attack. We could only repel the Ming army first.
Centurion Qimuge held a shield in his left hand and a scimitar in his right, howling and leaping into the gap, just in time to catch up with Hu Mingxiu and a group of people rushing up.
Hu Mingxiu saw a strong man jumping down from the wall next to him. He quickly raised his shield to block him.
With a bang, Qi Muge's knee pressed against Hu Mingxiu's shield, knocking Hu Mingxiu backwards.
This gap is V-shaped, with slopes formed on both sides.
Hu Mingxiu rolled a few times and fell to the bottom of the west slope. He spat out a mouthful of sand and cursed: "Dog Tatar, you have so much strength." He bent his waist and continued to rush upward.
Following the jump of the centurion, other soldiers also jumped down. For a moment, the people in the gap fell over on their backs.
However, the soldiers in Shanxi Town got up immediately.
In their view, these tough Mongolian elite soldiers are just walking humanoids of silver. Each one is worth at least fifty taels.
They climbed up quickly, swung their wild goose feather knives and rushed forward. The soldiers behind them swarmed up, like a tidal wave.
Everyone knows that when it comes to beheading, one has to be quick and slow to do it.
At this time, the soldiers in Shanxi Town were all red-eyed, waiting to make great achievements.
They just got money and are not short of money now. Years of unpaid wages have been paid.
Now they want to be officials. If they cut off the head of a real Tatar, they can choose between fifty taels of silver or an official promotion.
A brutal fight unfolded. Behind the Mongols were their women, children, cattle and sheep. At this moment, they had no way out. They had to block the gap to buy time for the reinforcements behind them.
In the city behind them, a large number of young men and cattle women walked out of their homes and yurts with swords, guns, bows and arrows, and formed teams to fight.
Mongolian women can also draw bows and shoot arrows, and their women are much stronger than Han women.
The harsh living environment on the grassland requires them to work hard, fight wild animals, and protect cattle and sheep. Men herd horses and sheep during the day and sleep at night. They have to keep vigil in the sheepfold to prevent the sheep from being snatched away by wolves.
Qi Muge chopped off the left arm of a Ming soldier with one strike. The Ming soldier screamed and fell to the ground. Then three more Ming soldiers came up behind him and slashed at him from three directions with three Yanling sabers.
These Ming soldiers had red eyes, panting heavily, and looked like wild beasts.
Qimuge was frightened while he was blocking from left to right. He had been the centurion of hundreds of Jinong's personal guards for more than ten years. He was very familiar with the Ming army, and even the main officers on the opposite side were
Recognizable.
When did the Ming army become so fierce and fearless of death?
He knew that these people were the soldiers from Shanxi Town whom he was very familiar with.
Those beggar soldiers who defended the city liked to collapse on the ground like mud. As soon as the officer whipped one, the other collapsed again. These people had completely lied down and allowed the officers to beat them.
But at this time, he had already hacked to death three scrawny Shanxi soldiers. If things had been like this in the past, the others would have dispersed long ago. But this time, after hacking one to death, a large group came forward, one after another.
Alatancang followed behind his wooden frame, panting heavily. He could hardly cut anymore.
He was covered in blood, his chainmail was torn, and he was limping.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the gap was filled with corpses.
There were both Mongolians and Ming troops, and the sand on the slope had already been soaked with blood. It was slippery underfoot.
There are only fifteen people left in Hu Mingxiu's general banner.
Hu Mingxiu cut off one end of the calf of a Mongolian soldier who was fighting with the Ming army with one knife. The man fell to the ground in pain, rolling and howling. Blood from the broken knee spattered everywhere like a spray.
The local donkey immediately slashed his neck with a simple knife and separated his head directly.
"Get out of the front, pull down." The camp commander shouted loudly from behind. The commander is a temporary official. Because Shanxi Town has been re-divided into ten camp heads. Each camp head has a commander to manage five hundred households.
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Today, almost all of Hu Mingxiu's brothers and sisters were sent here. His anger has filled his brother's soup. He slashed with all his might with red eyes.
These Jinong's personal barracks are really not built, they are very elite.
His eyes were red from death and he refused to move down. The two Xiaoqi who were still alive had no choice but to forcefully drag him down. He was forcefully dragged down by Pao Ze.
"General Hu Qi, disobeying military orders will result in beheading," Li Boming shouted in his ear.
"Keep the green hills here. Don't worry about running out of firewood. Leave some seeds for our general banner." Wei Kang also advised.
Hu Mingxiu was forcefully dragged down the slope. As soon as they retreated and cleared the front line of sight, they saw a group of soldiers rushing over them holding a paper-shell lake object that was thick in front and narrow in the back.
Li Boming said in surprise: "It's a hundred tigers running together with arrows! This is a deadly thing."
Just when the three of them were in a daze, a dozen soldiers had already taken out the fire sticks from their arms, blew them with their mouths, and lit the fuse.
Then he quickly pointed his open mouth at the secretly numb Mongolian in front of him.
Qimuge, who had just defeated the Ming army in a bloody battle, saw these strange paper tubes facing him before he could take a breath.
These huge paper tubes are as big as a bucket in the front and only as thick as a large sea bowl in the back. The open areas are densely packed with arrows.
Qi Muge was well-informed. He was frightened for a moment and his whole body was numb, as if he had been struck by lightning. He immediately recognized what it was.
"A hundred tigers are running with arrows! Oh my god, get down!"
