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Chapter five hundred and fifty first stalemate

The siege was still continuing, with overwhelming arrows shooting towards the city. The soldiers at the front carrying the ladders fell down after being hit by arrows, but soon the soldiers behind them continued to carry the ladders under the orders of the junior officers.

Rush forward.

The arrowheads of the Qing army were long, heavy, and very powerful. Once they hit the human body, they would inevitably penetrate into the body. The only shortcoming was that the shooting range was not far enough, only fifty or sixty steps away. But this shortcoming has been achieved today.

It was greatly enhanced. He could stand on a city wall more than seven feet high and shoot arrows with a projectile technique. The range could reach as much as a hundred steps, which also caused the soldiers of Jinzhou to suffer enough.

Seeing a famous soldier fall in the hail of arrows, brothers Zu Dalue and Zu Dachong, who were commanding the battle, were very anxious and quickly urged the riflemen behind them to come over and provide them with cover.

These things are very long-winded to describe, but in fact they only happened in less than a quarter of an hour. Soon, a battalion of riflemen sent by Li Yuan arrived more than 150 steps away from the city, and they were divided into two groups.

They lined up in a row, their guns pointed at the city wall.

A Qian general held a machete and shouted loudly through gritted teeth: "All members of the Sixth Brigade obey the order, raise their guns... and fire!"

"Bang bang bang..."

There was a dull gunshot, and countless lead bullets as big as a little finger flew out of the gun barrel and shot towards the city wall.

"Puff, puff, puff...pah, pah, pah..."

The sound of lead bullets entering the body and the sound of lead bullets hitting the city wall were heard together. Along with the screams of the soldiers on the city wall, there was a series of miserable screams.

Seeing the warriors of the clan being hit by cheap lead bullets and falling to the ground, Zhengbaiqi Gushan'e Zhenbayan begged Dorgon: "Prince Rui, what should I do? Those Han people's firearms are too powerful.

Sorry, our warriors have suffered too many casualties. If this continues, we cannot afford such casualties."

Dorgon said solemnly: "Why are you panicking? Most of the people on the city wall are from the Zhenglan Banner. There are very few people from our Zhengbai and Xiangbai banners. No matter how big the casualties are, it is still the fault of the Zhenglan Banner. What the hell are you doing?"

What kind of heart do you have, go back and tell the minions below to be smarter, those lead bullets don’t have eyes. Don’t get hit.”

The protection of Fusheng Gate has always been the responsibility of Hauge's Zhenglan Banner. Although the main attack direction of the Dahua Army is Fusheng Gate, each banner also sent some reinforcements to help defend, but the Zhenglan Banner is still the main force. At this moment

Most of the casualties were from the Zhenglan Banner, and it was Dorgon who said the above words.

"twitter!"

Bayan lowered his head and went down, leaving Dorgon behind the crenellation to observe the battle through the gaps in the parapet.

After watching the battle for a while, Dorgon turned to Hauge, who was directing the soldiers to fight back not far away. He sneered secretly in his heart. This Hauge was so stupid. In such a situation, they were still forcing the soldiers to expose their bodies.

When he goes out of the parapet to fight back, doesn't he know how sharp the opponent's guns are? Well, let him see for himself how many warriors' lives he can squander with his Zhenglan flag.

At this time, Hauge was already in disarray. Although Hauge was arrogant and brave, he was not actually a decisive person. Otherwise, in another time and space, he would not have obtained Shangsanqi and Dai after the death of Huang Taiji.

Despite his good support, he still lost to Dorgon and Xiaozhuang, allowing Fulin, a boy less than eight years old, to ascend the throne.

At this moment, Haug saw that the opponent's fire blunderbuss could suppress the archers at the top of the city from such a distance. He suddenly panicked. He could only keep ordering the archers to keep moving their bodies.

He leaned out of the crenel and shot arrows, but the cost of doing so was that warriors were constantly killed by lead bullets flying from a distance.

"Quick, stand next to the crenel and shoot out arrows. You slaves who are afraid of death, hurry up and get over."

On the city wall, Haug led a dozen Goshihars and patrolled around with a leather whip. When they saw the timid archers squatting under the crenellations, they whipped them down without saying a word.

The riding whip mixed with human hair, pony tail and copper wire was very painful when it hit the soldiers' heads and faces. Several soldiers fainted to the ground because of the severe pain.

"Pah..." A whip struck an archer, and Haug cursed.

"Hurry up, you useless slave. Why don't you shoot the arrow quickly? Do you want to wait for those Han people to come and chop off your head?"

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The whipped archer boldly leaned out of the crenel under Haug's order. He just opened his bow and nocked an arrow, but before he could fire, several lead bullets flew from a distance and hit him with a lead bullet.

At the city bricks at the entrance of the crenellations, tiny stones flew everywhere, and a few small stones hit Haug's face. Haug was so frightened that he crouched down to avoid the lead bullets.

As soon as Hauge squatted down, a heavy figure pressed heavily on him, and a hot and bloody liquid flowed down his neck. Hauge knew that it was human without even looking.

Blood.

"Asshole, get out of the way! Isn't it okay if you get a little injured?"

Haug angrily pushed the man lying on him away, but unexpectedly, the man fell to the ground without saying a word. When Haug took a look, it turned out that the man lying on him was the soldier who was whipped by him just now.

However, at this time, a lead bullet had knocked off his Tianling Cap, revealing half of his head. The liquid that just flowed onto Hauge's neck was his white brains.

"Well... uh..."

Rao Shi Hauge was proud of his bravery and had experienced many battles, but after seeing such a cruel thing, he couldn't help but squat on the ground and vomited.

On the battlefield, gunshots and shouts of death were mixed together. After nearly two quarters of an hour of charge, the Liaodong soldiers gradually approached the city wall under the cover of the riflemen behind them.

"Bang!" With a crashing sound, the first ladder finally climbed up the city wall with the efforts of dozens of soldiers, and the iron frame with hooks also firmly grasped the wall bricks.

"Come on!"

Seeing that the ladder was successfully erected, a team leader who had been waiting impatiently below impatiently climbed up with a shield in his left hand and a steel knife in his mouth.

"Okay! Let's go up. Who is this guy? Come back and give him credit!"

Zu Dale, who was holding a telescope behind the formation to observe every move in front, laughed happily. Although he was not at all sure whether the corps leader could successfully climb to the top of the city, this was a good start after all. As long as he

Now that we have the first one, are we still worried about not having the second, third, or even the third hundred?

The generals of the Qing army guarding the city also saw that the Chinese army had begun to climb the city wall. Stones, rolling logs and other objects also swarmed down and smashed them down, smashing the heads of the soldiers under the city wall and bleeding.

However, the consequences of leaning out of the crenel to hit things were also serious. Many Qing soldiers were hit by lead bullets flying from below and fell off the city wall screaming.

Although the term "fire suppression" did not exist at this time, this did not prevent the self-taught Dahua riflemen from using the Mini rifles in their hands flexibly. The Mini rifle's ultra-long range and accurate accuracy also gave

It has a new purpose.

Under the precision strikes of the riflemen, the Qing soldiers at the top of the city suffered heavy casualties. The remaining Qing soldiers no longer dared to show their heads at will. Even those who barely showed their heads to shoot arrows or throw stones at the orders of the officers were just

Throw things out reluctantly.

The arrows and stones thrown or shot randomly in this way cannot be said to be accurate at all, let alone the accuracy.

War always ebbs and flows, and the counterattack force at the top of the city weakens, which naturally gives the attacking side more opportunities. More ladders are set up at the top of the city, and more and more soldiers climb up.

Up.

Seeing that the situation was urgent, Hauge, who was covered in blood, did not bother to scold the people around him. He drew out the long knife from his waist and roared, then rushed towards the city wall and chopped down a soldier who had just jumped down from the crenel.

Fall to the ground.

After cutting down the soldier, Hauge yelled, "We, the warriors of the Qing Dynasty, behind us is Shengjing, the capital of our Qing Dynasty. We must not let those despicable Nikans step into our Shengjing."

If you take half a step, everyone will kill you!"

After saying that, Hauge rushed to the other side regardless of his own safety. There, just as a Dahua soldier jumped down, he cut down a Qing soldier to the ground...

Dorgon, who was hiding in the city gate tower and watching the excitement, had already clearly seen everything on the city wall. After seeing Hauge's actions, he just snorted coldly and whispered: "This reckless man has a few."

Divide the blood."

After saying that, he whispered to Gushan Ezhen Bayan on the side: "Bayan, you take a thousand warriors from the tribe and quickly increase the number of Hauge. If the men and horses of Zhenglan Banner are over-depleted, Fu Sheng will

It will be difficult to guard the door."

As Dorgon's confidant, Bayan knew that although Duo Regun was happy to see the power of the Zhenglan Banner weakened, he never wanted to see the Zhenglan Banner consumed completely. After all, the Eight Banners were the foundation of the Qing Dynasty.

The Blue Banner and the Red Banner were almost crippled in the battle. Daishan, Azig and the others were almost so sad that they grew old all night long. There was nothing we could do after all. But if the Zhenglan Banner suffered too many casualties, it would be troublesome in the future when Dorgon took power.

.

Thinking of this, Bayan responded in a low voice: "Cha!" and went down with a thousand Zhengbai Banner warriors.

There were many Eight Banners leaders who paid the same attention as Dorgon. Seeing that Zhenglan Banner was in a bitter battle, they were also afraid that Zhenglan Banner's strength would weaken too much, so they all sent more or less banners.

The soldiers from the army came to help.

Only the blue flag and the red flag were almost disabled in the previous battle, so no one was sent over.

As time went by, the war became more and more fierce. Because Dahua's firearms were too sharp, almost all the Qing troops who dared to stick their heads out of the city wall died. Therefore, the Qing troops simply stood inside the city wall and waited for Dahua's attack.

The soldiers climbed into the city wall, and they waited inside the inner wall.

For a time, the war fell into a stalemate...

ps: Damn it, I can’t afford to hurt the double-opened Kubi, no, no, no!


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