Dong Jishu turned around and asked: "Has the iron juice boiled?" Dong Hao, the captain of his personal soldiers, immediately replied: "Master, it has already boiled. The crucible is red."
"Okay, use a steel spoon to pour it down on me immediately." Dong Jishu gritted his teeth and said, "I can't do anything to you even if you are wearing a quilt. It's a joke." The rows of ladders under the city leaned against the wall again, booming.
There was a rumble.
The iron hook at the top of the ladder firmly hooked the wall tiles the moment the ladder came up. The people below shook it vigorously, but they didn't move at all.
"Brothers, go up, the ladder is secure," the rebels below shouted. Countless rebels, holding steel knives in their mouths and using both hands, quickly climbed up the city wall.
Niu Decai was a small flag man. He put the colorful cotton quilt he had snatched over his head and said to himself, "Look at you guys now, you are going to break the excrement juice and throw the white ash jar. I am protected by the quilt."
He had just climbed halfway up the ladder when three arrows hit the quilt, but the five thick quilts directly blocked the arrows and did not completely penetrate.
Cotton in the Ming Dynasty was not cheap. It would take decades for ordinary people to make a quilt. Even if it gets old, it becomes flattened, loses its fluffiness, and is no longer as warm as new, you still need to find cotton elastic.
If you play it carefully again, it can still be used for decades.
Niu Decai used only mattresses, and the cotton was already half as hard as cotton armor. Five mattresses directly offset the power of the bow and arrow.
When he saw that the bow and arrow had not penetrated, he was overjoyed and immediately speeded up, climbed up to the top of the city and jumped in through the crenellations.
In this way, he could get out of the dangerous situation of being flanked by the walls of horses on both sides. However, when he had just climbed three-quarters of the way, a blazing hot air hit his face.
He had never come into contact with anything that was so hot. He saw through the cracks in the cup, countless dots of golden yellow and golden red liquid spilled down.
In the blink of an eye, a blazing rain seemed to fall on the outside of this section of the city wall. A dozen drops of iron liquid fell on his quilt.
The quilt blew, and a blazing flame ignited. Almost instantly, it burned violently.
He panicked, and the quilt he was wrapped in burned all day long, burning him into a burning man. At this time, he wanted to throw away the quilt, but it was too late. His whole body was on fire and burned into a torch, and he screamed that he was falling from the ladder.
Fell down.
On the ladder next to him, another rebel who was climbing up was splashed with iron juice on the back of his hand. He watched as the red iron juice, although only a drop the size of a broad bean, melted away his skin and flesh instantly.
The fat on the back of his hand was ignited, and the iron liquid quickly cooled and turned black, but in the blink of an eye, the back of his hand was burned through.
He could no longer hold on to the ladder and screamed as he fell down. With a bang, he hit the body of the man who was still rolling on the ground and was burned by fecal juice and lime.
As the iron juice continued to be thrown, the people rolling on the ground were also drenched in iron juice, and howled even more miserably.
The wooden ladders quickly caught fire under the spray of iron juice. The high temperature directly ignited the wood, and each ladder was burned into a torch along the city wall.
The rebels outside the city looked with pale faces at the Tongzhou city wall that was burning on all sides. Everyone was trembling. They knew that the person commanding the defense of the city was Dong Jishu, a veteran from Xuanfu Town, but they didn't know that this old man was so ruthless.
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Seeing that morale has dropped to the bottom, those rebels are fighting with the wind and their strength.
Once the situation was unfavorable, these people would immediately scatter in all directions without strict organization and discipline. Huang Tengyuan and the battalion leaders around him ordered a retreat one after another.
There can be no more fighting today, no matter how much they encourage, these soldiers will not listen to them.
Previously, these people rushed up without fear of death, just to get permission to rob the city first. This was their jointly negotiated rule.
The first to board, the first to break the formation, will receive the reward and the first share of the spoils. They can pick first. This is the fundamental reason why they can stay together.
Seeing these people retreating, Dong Jishu breathed a long sigh of relief. Today, he was able to survive. As for tomorrow, we have to wait and see what happens tomorrow.
He knew that the emperor did not have many soldiers left. Unless Zhou Yuji was transferred out, what would happen to the capital if Zhou Yuji was transferred out?
Now the Beijing camp is two thousand miles away. Water from afar cannot quench the thirst nearby. Mobilizing guardsmen has no effect.
In the past few days, the emperor had gathered all the surrounding guards and sent them to the Tongzhou battlefield to support them. But these people were either old men or weak, and there were not many strong men at all.
This is not even half of the men and horses. All the young people in the guard station have fled. Now there are many recruitment opportunities in Zunhua, and farmers are also being recruited to cultivate the grasslands.
There are many opportunities. Who would want to work as a cow or horse for an officer in the guard station during the day, and then have to farm and do farm work for himself in the middle of the night?
These guardsmen have been to Tongzhou City several times in the past few days. Dong Jishu almost cried when he saw them. These people were so miserable.
Not to mention the ragged clothes, the swords and guns are all bright red. It's not that they were stained red by killing enemies, but it turned red due to severe rust.
Dong Jishu even doubted whether these swords and spears could penetrate the enemy's body without breaking. Of course, as long as they caused wounds to the enemies, such severe rust would definitely give them tetanus, which was hopeless.
In the past few days, there have been more than a dozen waves of nearby guardsmen, and they were basically defeated at the first contact with the rebels. All of them were defeated as soon as they came into contact without much fighting.
Scatter and run away. These soldiers are not good at fighting, but they are good at running away. They run away in all directions, so you don't know which person to pursue.
Dong Jishu was holding his sword and panting. In the past few days, the rebels rushed up the city wall several times, and were beaten down several times.
He was also very tired. At this time, a sound that seemed to be drumming suddenly came from the distance. It was vague at first.
I can't hear it clearly. But as time goes by, it becomes clearer and clearer.
"Reinforcements, reinforcements are coming." Dong Jishu shouted excitedly, although he didn't know which army was coming.
He couldn't think of any decent reinforcements around him. As the rhinos came with agitation, a large army gradually came towards them on the horizon in the distance.
In the middle is a very long row of carriages. These carriages are four-wheeled heavy carriages drawn by two horses.
In the past two years, such four-wheeled carriages have begun to appear in large numbers in Xuanda and Ji Town, used for transporting goods.
Especially since Yang Fan built the railway, it has been divided into more than fifty sections from Dagukou to Zhangjiakou, and construction started at the same time.
There are these heavy four-wheeled carriages running everywhere. Now the people in the north of the Ming Dynasty have long been accustomed to them.
Huang Tengyuan's sharp eyes saw that these carriages were all black, but they were obviously not painted black.
He stopped his horse on a high slope, and he saw the deep ruts behind the carriage. These carriages were so heavy, there was only one possibility.
That is, the walls of these carriages are made of iron plates. The carriage camp! This is the carriage camp. The legendary army in Nanyuan.
Although they have never seen it, they all know the existence of this army. They were originally the soldiers who guarded Qianhu Station trained by Ding Yuanbo of Zunhua.
Later it was taken away by the emperor.
"Retreat three miles and let the city be used as a battlefield." Huang Tengyuan ordered. They must retreat, otherwise they will be attacked from two sides by the city wall and the car camp, and they will not be able to fight this battle.
