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"withdraw troops!"

Amidst the yelling of the bloodied Mongolians, the flocks and cattle on the edge of the battle line were gathered up, but the sheep and horses that had already run to the city of Ula could not be found anyway, and those lying in the flock The wounded Qing army was ruthlessly abandoned there, groaning in despair until the sun set and the darkness completely engulfed their figures.

Under Dongjiang Weicheng, there is a tunnel leading to the main city, which is convenient for transporting troops. The Dongjiang army blocked the entrance of the tunnel, and the Qing army hiding in the fort blocked it with corpses and gravel at the other end, guarding the thousands of people tremblingly. In exchange for tens of thousands of blood, the hard-won results of the war.

Under Dongjiang City, the cries sounded the same. A regiment leader of Dongjiang Thousand Households was holding the corpse of a soldier under his command. But it was the first time.

There was confusion until Yuan Dabao went down, and the same roar scolded all the Weicheng regiment back.

Panting again, Yuan Dabao also ran back full of dissatisfaction, and punched Sun Chuanting heavily.

"Mr. Army?"

Indeed, this round of bombardment brought the greatest casualties to the Qing army. The Qing army attacking from the top of the city was almost wiped out, but this was the first time that Dongjiang opened fire on its own people in order to win, and it shocked the entire army.

"There is a huge disparity between the enemy and us! Dongjiang cannot have weaknesses!"

Still staring at the opposite enemy camp through the binoculars, Sun Chuanting's cold voice rang in Yuan Dabao's ears, and he couldn't help being shocked when he heard the gloomy murderous intent.

For a long time, Mao Jue has cared too much for the soldiers under his command. He loves them like eyes. Moreover, he used his own soldiers and horses to entangle with the Dongjiang army, so that the artillery that Dongjiang was proud of was afraid of attacking.

In this way, the Qing army will have a psychological advantage, and when they are entangled with Dongjiang in hand-to-hand combat, they will be brave and fight desperately!

But Sun Chuanting ordered the bombardment, and he answered them with actions. Dongjiang's desire for victory is unstoppable, even at the cost of blood and life! You work hard, you can't fight for a chance, you are destined to die! This is Hegang The army must not have weaknesses!

After all, Huang Taiji has found an unprecedented way to deal with Dongjiang, and the next war may be even more terrifying and bloody.Since Sun Chuanting promised Mao Jue, he would definitely protect these young people in Hegang Town. He must do it. When he can protect most of the people, he will never be merciless!

Looking gloomyly at the gloomy Qing army camp on the horizon, and hearing Yuan Dabao's footsteps sprinting behind him again, Sun Chuanting exhaled heavily.

It is true that he has unprecedented special resources, but Huang Taiji has also paid the price. The conflict between the Jianzhou Jurchen and the allied Mongolian tribe has become a bit more acute. Tai Chi withdrew his order, and the warriors of their tribe were willing to go up the city wall first to fight the position of cannon fodder.

But early this morning, the Mongolian tribal cavalry were indeed incorporated into the siege team, but tens of thousands of Mongolian herders and herds of sheep and cattle were still driven to the front of the army. Among them, the murderous look looked at the battlefield that was still full of blood and filled with rancid smell.

Staring at the light gray city wall of Jilin Ula blocking in front of him, Huang Taiji swung his saber arrogantly once again.

"Siege!!!"

Chapter 5 and One. The City Breaks

The red bubbles were blown out by the gas, the two horns scraped feebly on the branch, and the pair of huge eyes were blood red, as if expressing their doubts to the fullest.

Why do the four-legged beasts suffer and suffer in the war between the two-legged beasts?

In the next second, a heavy object that was also red was thrown on the sheep's head, burying it and its doubts deeply in the darkness.

In the history of war, this Jilin-Ula battle is unprecedented, and it can be regarded as the first battle of large-scale biological warfare. Tens of thousands of sheep were driven under the city wall with two bags of heavy soil on their backs, risking their heads. The guns fired all over the world, and the Qing army did not unload the soil bag, and directly cut everything on the neck of the sheep with a knife, and pushed the bleeding livestock to the base of the city wall. A shot had already been fired, and the corpse was immediately crushed under the sheep corpse.

The weather was already hot, and the rotting corpses exuded a ferocious stench, attracting swarms of flies to linger around, the buzzing sound made one's heart palpitate, and mice came out of the viscous and disgusting parapet, and their bodies were black during their activities. A large piece of wriggling white maggots were stained with the slime on the ground, coupled with the strong smell of blood, the smell of the battlefield was almost disgusting.

Such cruelty, I am afraid, can only be compared when the Mongolian army besieged Constantinople.

However, such a waste of life has indeed met the tactical needs. The wide moat of Ula City in Jilin has long been filled with corpses and earthworks. More than 80 meters, the most important thing is that in just five or six days, the body has already filled the front of Ula City in Jilin to a height of almost six meters. The second layer of the five-meter Dongjiang city wall was built over.

It has already spread under his feet, and the Dongjiang army on the two layers of the city wall had to retreat to the highest layer in embarrassment to block the passage.

Facing the chaotic battlefield at the south gate defense line, Yuan Dabao, who was covered in a white cloth of medical soldiers on his face, was sweating profusely, shouting hoarsely and angrily: "Fall!"

The heavy earthen jar was pushed to the edge of the wall, and was immediately poured out from the crenel by a dozen soldiers. The viscous black liquid poured down and immediately sprinkled on the thick pile of corpses. The pile was shot down by the Qing army, and the undead sheep screamed and struggled against the fire oil, trying to jump up, but immediately, several torches were thrown up.

hula~

The kerosene directly ignited a flame several meters high. Under the scorching temperature, the fat on the corpse mountain was roasted out, which further fueled the firepower. Back away.

Looking at the crackling fire that soared into the sky, Sun Chuanting's face was extremely serious. The fire soaring into the sky did block the war, and the corpses of the Qing army filling the city could also be burned down two or three meters, but the reserve of fierce fire oil is so high. There are less than ten cans left. The precious fire oil is not used in the most critical siege battle. It is really a waste to use it on a pile of corpses!

Moreover, looking at the pontoon bridge on the Songhua River, there was still an endless stream of cattle driving over from the north bank every day. If Huang Taiji continued to engage in such sea of ​​blood tactics, how would he defend next time?

Especially under the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, Sun Chuanting was not only worried about the city walls, but also about invisible killers.

After a great war, there will often be a great plague!From the hygienic theory learned from Mao Jue, these mice that ate the corpses, the flies and mosquitoes carrying the virus are all mobile bombs!

Just when Sun Chuanting was in a daze, suddenly a black figure came out of the fire scene and went straight to him. The fire burned at least 60 meters, and the fireworks were soaring into the sky. No one thought that there would be such a scene .

"General Protection Army!!!"

Frightened, more than a dozen personal guards stood in front of Sun Chuanting in a panic, and pulled the trigger forward continuously. The sergeant who was close also stabbed fiercely with the bayonet. After a dozen times in a row, the huge monster finally fell down whimpering. down.

It turned out to be a strong cow more than two meters long. The fur on its body was scorched black, and even its eyes were scorched. It was knocked down by the firearm and whimpered desperately.

Before the Dongjiang sergeant recovered from the shock, another infantry shouted loudly: "Pay attention below, the Tartars are herding cattle again!"

Crowds of prairie cattle were tied with firecrackers used by Huang Taiji for the ceremonial guard. As the firecrackers were set off, these guys rushed up the slope of the corpse mountain in panic. Amid the crackling sound, Sun Chuanting's face It became more gloomy, humming heavily.

"Release the horse!"

"Rejecting the horse post! Get on it!"

On this side, the sergeant carried a huge wooden pile full of steel nails up to block the slope of the corpse mountain that had already reached the top of the city wall, but Sun Chuanting walked down the top of the city anxiously. During the previous stride, he suddenly knocked over the water bowl that a sergeant was holding in his hand.

"There will be an order! Drinking water must be the hot water boiled by the duty class. Who told you to drink well water?"

"Mr. Jun! The fire is so hot! The other end of the duty class is also busy, so take a sip of cold water, you"

"Do you want to go home alive? All the unburned water is poisonous! Anyone who disobeys the military order will be directly incorporated into the Death Squad! You must die on the battlefield!"

Under the stunned gaze of those soldiers, Sun Chuanting plunged into the barracks under the city wall with his sleeves twitched.

On the other side, the Qing army camp.

For the nobles in Jianzhou, the war these days is as happy as the Chinese New Year. Looking at the strong bulls jumping up in the fire, bursts of laughter continue to come from the banner owner Baylor. Bao Chengxian, one of the traitors of the Ming Dynasty, had a peach-like chubby face full of smiles, and he went up and fisted heavily.

"In ancient times, there was a single-fire bull formation in Tian Youtian, and now there is my dog ​​in the fire-ox formation of the Qing Dynasty, who smashed Mao Jue's cannon with just a few animals. Your majesty is holy!"

"Yes! Yes! Your Majesty is holy!"

His words caused a lot of flattery, but the cheeks of the Mongolian nobles on the grassland who heard it couldn't help twitching. Some animals have been fighting for five days now, 10,000 + 3 sheep Many cows were used as cannon fodder and stuffed under the city of Wula, Jilin. Dongjiang River has been burned for the sixth time! The scorched and thick slopes of the city are the lifeblood of grassland people like them, even if they take down the food in the city before them What about wealth, what will they rely on next year?

In the midst of grief, Taiji Baba Turhong of Neikalkha knelt at the feet of Huang Taiji with wrinkled face, pleading with his head on the ground.

"Tian Cong Khan! This Ula City in Jilin has enough blood to drink! If you continue to die like this, the blood will attract the demons, and disaster will befall! Please! Don't drive the cattle to attack the city anymore!"

"Do you dare to question the emperor's order?"

Zheng Huangqizuoling Tulai, who was a head taller than him, grabbed the little old man by the collar and pulled him up violently.

Although there are not many people left in the Manchu family, they first overturned the inheritance of the Mongolian tribes. These days, in order to compete for livestock, there are more than 100 Taiji nobles who have been executed, but the harmony in the face still needs to be maintained. Seeing that Baba Turhun was struggling on all fours like a tortoise, Huang Taiji reprimanded him: "Turai, don't you hurry up and let go?"