Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 898 Yangquan Attack and Defense 5
The cries of countless women and children kicked off the Qing army's second wave of attacks on Yangquan.

Before the red lady had time to make arrangements, she saw many Mongolian soldiers waving their whips and lashing those Yangquan villagers who were unfortunate enough to be captured by them, leaving a bloody mark with each whip.Driven by whips, thousands of civilians carrying sandbags stumbled toward the Yangquan defenders' defense line. Their desperate expressions could be clearly seen from such a distance.The red lady saw that the group of people who came to fill the trench were all white-haired and wrinkled old men!At their age, they should be having fun with their grandchildren at home and enjoying family happiness. However, now they are being beaten mercilessly by the enemy's whips and driven away, staggering towards this meat grinder. The battlefield is coming!
Obai said loudly: "Let those old fellows hurry up and throw three packs of soil into the trenches to save their lives!"

The officer under his command immediately conveyed the order: "Hurry up, don't dawdle! The master said that if you throw three packages of land into the trenches, you will save your life!"

After hearing this order, the pace of these old people really accelerated a lot.

Obai stared at the Yangquan city wall with a gloomy expression, and smiled coldly: "Yang Menglong, I want to see if you can be ruthless and order the archers to shoot arrows in the face of so many old people who are old enough to be your grandfather! If you You really have such a hard heart, it doesn't matter, I still have thousands of women and children in my hands, and I will send them to you to kill them one by one, let's see how long you can bear it!"

Seeing these gray-haired old men striding forward with heavy sandbags on their backs, the faces of the Yangquan defenders changed drastically. Those who escaped from Taiyuan all the way were fine, and many local soldiers in Yangquan began to tremble uncontrollably. .The red lady yelled: "Archer, get ready!"

Thousands of formation-breaking crossbows were raised and flattened.A hundred householders shouted tremblingly at the old people who had approached within the range of the crossbow: "Don't come here again, you will all die!"

Those old people raised their heads and looked at the rows of arrowheads shining with gloomy light on the city wall, the despair on their faces deepened.A well-known old man in Yangquan, his lips trembling slightly, said: "It's not that I waited to help the tyrant, it was really a last resort. If I waited and didn't fill the trench, not only I waited, but also my children, grandchildren and daughter-in-law would all be killed." You have to die! Military Lord, do me a favor, let this old man throw in three packs of soil to save the lives of the whole family!"

Baihu was speechless, Qianhu bit his lips hard and said, "Old man, it's not like we are hard-hearted. Yangquan is really important, so we must not lose it! If Yangquan is lost, we will all die. The champion Hou must die, and tens of millions of people must die! You better run away and don't come back!"

The old man smiled wryly, escape?With the terrifying crossbow arrows of the Ming army in front and sharp sabers behind them, where can they escape?He sighed sadly: "These military masters are also fulfilling their duties, and there is nothing to complain about dying under their arrows. If you want to complain, just blame this thief who doesn't let people live..." He said with the last bit of strength, towards The trenches rushed past.

The red lady yelled, "Shoot the arrow!"

Looking at the gray-haired old men rushing towards the trenches, the hands of the crossbowmen trembled violently, and the buckle seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and they couldn't buckle it no matter what.

The red lady slapped Qianhu in the face who was still trying to persuade the old man to leave: "Fire the arrow!"

Only then did Qianhu react, and let out a howl: "Shoot the arrow——"

There was a hoarse scream from the throats of the crossbowmen, the triggers were pulled, and the metallic trill was endless, and the whistling sound of sharp arrows filled the eardrums, drowning out all sounds.The crossbow arrows poured down like a shower, mercilessly piercing through the old bodies, bringing out streams of blood, screaming loudly, and the old people who were trying to fill the trenches fell down one by one, and they did not die for a while. Clutching the shaft of the arrow that had penetrated deeply into his body, he screamed in extreme pain. Every scream was like a knife, piercing Ming Jun's heart fiercely.Especially those rout soldiers who retreated from Taiyuan, their eyes were covered with blood!
If they had not retreated without a fight and abandoned Taiyuan, even if the enemy troops marched in, how could these old people who had worked hard all their lives suffer such a fate!
If they hadn't fled and lost the Niangzi Pass, turning Yangquan into an isolated city, how could these kind old people have suffered such misfortune!
Retribution, retribution!
All the mistakes they made before have now been retribution. The screams of the old man who fell under the sharp arrows he shot were the most severe punishment from God. You can never escape the torture of your conscience in your life!
"Fire arrows!"

"Shoot arrows!!"

"Shoot the arrow!!!"

The officer screamed with trembling voices, and the crossbowmen pulled the trigger again and again, shooting out the sharp arrows in the quiver, and then watched the blood splash below the city wall, screaming again and again, watching the blood flow into a river below.Those old people were driven over one after another. They had nothing but sandbags in their hands. Facing the sharp arrows shot from the formation-breaking crossbow, the only thing they could do was to pray that the sharp arrows would not hit themselves.Thousands of formation-breaking crossbows were launched at the same time. What a terrifying density of killing. Even the dead soldiers of the Qing army wearing heavy armor could not escape death, let alone a group of old people carrying sandbags?Within a few volleys, dead bodies were already lying on the ground in front of the trenches and barbed wire, as many as two to three thousand.However, such "achievements" could not make the Ming army happy. On the contrary, their hands trembled more violently every time they fired a crossbow. Before an arrow box was finished, someone collapsed and threw the crossbow with a snap. Throwing it to the ground heavily, he pulled out the horizontal sword and gasped, crying: "I can't stand it anymore! Let me go, I will die with the Tatars! Just hide behind the battlements and shoot arrows to kill these gray-haired old people." What is it? I'm going to kill the Tartars!"

The psychological pressure of the others was equally great, and many people stopped after being yelled at by him.That's right, what's the point of hiding behind the city wall and shooting arrows at these gray-haired old men?It is easy to kill thousands of people, but how about tens of thousands of people driven by the Tartars?Do they really dare to shoot deadly arrows at tens of thousands of old men who are old enough to be their fathers or even their grandfathers?Except for those beasts that devoid of humanity, I am afraid that no one would like this kind of killing, right?

The red lady strode up to the soldier and said word for word, "Pick up the crossbow and let the arrows go!"

The soldier clenched his horizontal knife and stared at her, roaring, "No! I want to go down and fight the Tartars! I—"

brush!
A sword shadow swept past like a white rainbow, and the soldier's head whirled and flew out. There was shock and confusion on his face, but at the same time there was a trace of relief... Maybe for him, dying under the red lady's sword was also a dream. Such a relief, at least I don't have to continue shooting arrows at those old people.

The headless corpse shook a few times and fell to the ground.The Red Lady lowered her sword to the ground, and a drop of blood slowly slid down the cold edge of the sword. She looked around at everyone with no expression on her face, and said word by word: "Fire the arrow, otherwise he will be your role model!"

No one dared to disobey her order. The Ming army, which had been too weak to kill, gritted its teeth and once again aimed at the crowd below and pulled the trigger.

The red lady said: "Keep going, don't stop, if you hesitate, more people will die!" After finishing speaking, sheathed the sword and strode down the city wall, leaving He Sui to continue to command.

Thousands of old people died soon after being harvested by the Breaking Crossbow. The corpses covered the battlefield, and the blood merged into streams, which was extremely terrifying.Hai Du frowned and asked, "Why doesn't Minggou care about the lives of his own people?"

Aobai said sullenly: "Don't care? If they don't care, why don't they fire? If they don't care, why don't they detonate the mines? They just pretend they don't care, hum, want to play tricks with me? Dreaming!" Those little bastards bet on it, I want to see how long Minggou can last!"

The whip was raised again, bringing a frightening sound.Thousands of children between the ages of eight and thirteen were pale and cried loudly. They were divided into two teams. Two people with some strength carried a sandbag to the trenches, while those who were too young were driven to the minefield.People kept getting their heads chopped off one by one because they were too afraid to walk or escaped from the team.

He Sui's eyes were cracked, and he roared angrily: "Fuck you motherfuckers, do you still have humanity! You are all saving lives!!"

The deputy general clenched his fists and screamed: "General, what should we do? There are thousands of people, all of whom are children. Do we really want to shoot arrows at them!?"

He Sui was trembling all over: "What can we do if we don't fire arrows? Watch them fill in the trenches, level the minefields, and then be swarmed into the city by the Tatars?"

The deputy general slammed his fist on the battlement, blood splashed everywhere, and roared towards the sky: "Zhang Fengyi, come and see what evil you have done!!!"

He Sui called his soldiers: "Go and inform the female general and let her make up her mind... If this continues, the morale of our army will collapse before the Tartars attack!"

The soldiers ran down in a hurry, and then rushed up like their buttocks were on fire. They shouted out of breath: "Female General... The female general asked us to fire artillery to bombard the Tatar army. She has gathered all the cavalry to prepare." Get out!"

He Sui turned his head and looked down. Sure enough, more than [-] cavalry lined up in a long line, holding horses and sabers, galloping towards the city gate. The one at the head was wearing a red shirt and dancing like flames. He was not the Red Lady. What?He Sui was overjoyed and shouted: "The artillery fires and blasts the Tatar camp! Beat the war drums to cheer for the female general!"

The morale of the Ming army was boosted, and more than a dozen battle drums were beating at the same time, as if the thunder god was furious, shaking the sky and the earth, and the artillerymen who were about to suffocate did not say anything, and opened fire at the same time. , pulled out parabolas and smashed towards the Qing army camp three or four miles away!Not to mention that, long streaks of flame shot up from the city wall, piercing screams one after another, sweeping across the battlefield, and the rocket launchers of the Ming army fired their might!Although they are all fired from a single barrel, and the gunners have only received a few days of assault training, the accuracy is very poor, but dozens of barrels are fired at the same time. The overwhelming momentum is really not something the army of this era can bear.The Qing army, who was preparing to watch the show with a cruel smile, saw the white smoke billowing and screaming on the city wall, and his complexion changed drastically!Before they could react, the shells had already slammed into them!
Boom boom boom boom!
A large group of black and red fireballs swelled out of the Qing army's formation, and even rubbed against the tip of the spear and exploded. The Qing army within the killing radius was torn apart in a flash of fire, or fell to the ground wailing, broken limbs, pieces of flesh, Weapons, broken spears, flagpoles, rags... were all thrown around by the air waves, and everyone was unlucky!The rocket shells fell down like a curtain of fire, the ground was flashed with lightning, the thunderous explosion made people unable to stand, and the horses neighed in horror!The Ming army hated this enemy very much, so most of the rockets fired were incendiary bombs made of kerosene. When each one fell down, it didn't matter how many people could be killed, but it would definitely turn into a sea of ​​flames within hundreds of square meters up.Dozens of rockets hit, although most of them hit no man's land, but the surging flames, as well as the large groups of unlucky guys covered in fire and wailing in the army formation, made the Qing army Take a deep breath, the two are fighting, the urge to urinate is very strong!The Qing army was in chaos under the fierce artillery fire. Many soldiers who had never seen such fierce artillery fire looked ashen and shouted wildly.
Fortunately, the cavalry of the Heluo New Army are not here, otherwise they would definitely take this opportunity to slam into them like a speeding iron wall, reap their lives to their heart's content, and send most of them back to their hometowns in one charge!

In the chaos, the gate of Yangquan city was opened wide, and hundreds of horses galloped out, avoiding the barbed wire, avoiding the minefield, and also avoiding those children who had been fooled for a long time, and rushed straight to the flag of the Qing army. !Hundreds of Mongolian cavalry wielding sabers drove these children to fill the trench. The Mongolian cavalry who went to step on the thunder probably never dreamed that the cavalry of the Ming army would dare to attack the city after the explosion, and they were stunned.Before they could react, Hong Niangzi had already rushed in front of them. The horse lance defended against the stab, and with a puff, he stabbed the centurion leading the team forward and backward. The speed of the horse did not decrease, and he used the lance Its elasticity easily pulled out the lance, and at the moment when it passed by a Mongolian cavalryman, it used the horse lance as a long whip, and lashed at that unlucky guy with a whoosh!The whole horse lance weighed eleven and seven ounces. Such a heavy weapon was as flexible as a branch in her hands. The lance was stretched into a bow shape, and it slammed heavily on the temple of the Mongolian cavalryman, hitting the entire head with a snap. exploded.Those hundreds of Ming army cavalry were not as brave as Hong Niangzi, but in a rage, they were like lions and tigers. They stabbed with horses, swung their sabers, and killed most of the hundreds of Mongolian cavalry with a single charge, and then followed Hong Niangzi. Battle flag, go straight to the flag of the Qing army!
It was only now that those children came to their senses and yelled: "Run away!" Throwing away the things in their hands, they spread their feet and ran towards the wide-open city gate. They had a premonition: as long as they can run into the city, Even if my life is saved!
But Aobai ignored those children, he just looked coldly at the cavalrymen of the Ming army who were approaching him like blades piercing through a bamboo, and sneered, "Is it finally unbearable?" He slowly raised the long spear in his hand.

Behind him, a full armored Manchurian force gripped the horse's belly, gripped his saber and spear tightly.

(End of this chapter)