Beiyang new warlord

"Humph!"

Snorting coldly, Tulai threw the little old man to the ground again and was about to cup his fists to plead guilty, but the brutal man suddenly felt his neck itching violently, and slapped him. The black blood in his hand turned out to have killed a big mosquito.

He didn't bother to care about him, his eyes swept across the faces of those prairie nobles who were full of hatred, fear, and suspicion. Huang Taiji smiled like a spring breeze and waved his hands.

"Dongjiang also has several large pastures behind the Songhua River. As long as you take down the city in front of you! I will give you all the animals there! Don't worry everyone! Just add another three feet! Tomorrow the army will attack the city, and then the food , children’s wealth, livestock, tobacco and alcohol, all belong to everyone!”

Hearing Huang Taiji's extremely provocative voice, the nobles of the Mongolian tribe finally regained some morale.

"I will obey your orders!"

A fire burned down the mountain of corpses that had been besieging the city for about one meter high, but the burnt black bone residue was accompanied by the soil bags on the animals, and the deadly mountain of corpses was a bit stronger. After the fire was extinguished, the Qing army rushed towards the city wall of Jilin Ula with sheep and cattle carrying soil bags, and then fired directly behind them, drawing bows and shooting the animals to death on the slope.

Although Dongjiang's cannons were still ringing, the defenders on the city wall could only watch helplessly as the deadly slope piled towards them again.

Amidst the astonishing smell of blood, the curtain of the fateful day finally came to an end. On the top of the city, the Dongjiang army, wrapped in a scarf and wrapping itself like a rice dumpling, guarded the slope nervously and resentfully, which was indeed resentful enough. Few of the Qing people died, and they were easily forced to abandon the two low city walls in front of them. Looking at the dead cows on the stepping feet, everyone knew that the decisive battle was imminent, and it would be tomorrow.

"Mr. Army! Commander-in-Chief! This can't be done! Tonight! Give the last general an army tonight, and the last general will go out and disrupt the army formation of these Tartars. You will lead people to dismantle them later! You must not let the dog tartars just like this Siege the city!"

He didn't know whether it was the fire on his mouth, or the anger in his heart. Yuan Dabao's mouth was full of fire bubbles, but even though he was in pain, he still followed behind Sun Chuanting, yelling anxiously.

But Sun Chuanting ignored him at all, his face was anxious and rigid, he couldn't help shouting at the soldiers who had a piece of white cloth hanging on their sleeves and painted red gourds with cinnabar.

"Once you find someone who is sick and has a fever, isolate them immediately and pour all the Coptis chinensis water! The defense wall has been repaired and strengthened! The bait must not be left anywhere!"

There is really no waste in the world. Those food cans that were cleaned out by Sun Chuanting and were discarded and spoiled are also put to use at the moment, and they were dumped in several corners of the barracks by the sergeants amidst a rotten smell. The big rat that came in, with blood and ashes still on its mouth, burrowed directly into these garbage piles.

On several main roads, the guards took cement bricks and piled up a low wall about [-] centimeters high, blocking all the main streets leading to the Yalu River and the second half of Jilin Ula City.

Below the military area, a large burning coal stove was whistling, and the moths and mosquitoes that flew in were also attracted by the flames, burning cracklingly, and some people kept killing the insects with torches.

After he was busy directing, Sun Chuanting finally took the time to turn around and shout at Yuan Dabao, whose voice was already smoldering. The same hoarse voice was like a saw blade pulling wood.

"It's all glued together with blood and ashes. Can it be dismantled overnight? The Tartars have long been prepared for our sneak attack. How many people will die this night?"

"But, you can't just sit and wait for the Tartars to attack the city! This is simply waiting to die!"

"Have you read the staff tutorial sent by the above? Let them attack!"

Under Yuan Dabao's astonished eyes, Sun Chuanting patted his thigh in hatred!

Just as the Dongjiang army seemed to be sitting still, this important night passed again. Early in the morning, the desolate horns of the Eight Banners cavalry rose into the sky. Once again, tens of thousands of Qing troops held spears and swords, fiercely rushed out of the city.

Kicking their war horses, several warriors from the Qing Kingdom slowly walked to the front, holding a knife in one hand and staring bloodthirstyly at the front, but Tulai grabbed his neck violently with the other hand. On the back of his neck, there was a black blood bag When it came out, the skin that had been scratched by him was torn apart under the itching, dripping with blood.

But this little injury, in the face of the upcoming battle, no one has paid attention to it! His eyes fell on the four siege slopes filled with corpses and ashes, and he even vaguely saw the Dongjiang army with bayonets behind the slopes. The fearful and nervous eyes, Huang Taiji's excited expression was just like the day when he ascended the throne, he bravely raised his saber forward.

"Beat the drums, march in!"

"I am a warrior of Jianzhou, go forward bravely!"

Thunderous battle drums soared into the sky, and they hadn't fought for a few days. A large number of Qing troops were recharging their energy, and rushed out of the camp screaming with beast blood, and immediately got into the dug trench and stood at the head of the city. , It can even be seen that the four trenches are burning towards the top of the city like a fuse.

"fire!!!"

Roaring, Sun Chuanting waved the battle flag over the top of the city, and the heavy red barbarian cannon sang a heavy symphony again, iron balls and shot puts weighing several catties, and shotgun bullets like heavenly maid scattered flowers rained down on the Qing army again. on the head.

With a bang, the dust flew up, and the bullets stuck in the ditch bounced and broke several thighs in a row. A shotgun went directly through the gap in the shield, and the bald head with only the tail of money behind it was like a watermelon. Cracked open.

But the cannon fire did not hinder the Qing army much. Along the winding and deep trenches, groups of Jiannu still managed to kill 60 meters below the city in one go!

"Kill it!"

Howling wolves, the Qing army holding their shields jumped out of the ditch, and rushed up the slope built by the corpses of people and animals. Waiting for this moment, the Dongjiang infantry at the end of the slope rang their firecrackers neatly. In the crackling gunshots like fried beans, even the iron-clad wooden shield was smashed by the dense gunfire, and a dozen Qing soldiers flew back to the trench with blood spurting from holes like sieves.

But this couldn't restrain the Qing army's charge at all, the first wave of dead light, and the second wave rushed forward with wild screams.

If there are more than a dozen Akha 47 rifles, this kind of charge is completely fatal, but after all, the firearms of this era are not comparable to those of later generations. Even three-stage shots have shooting gaps. Stepping on the top of the city wall with blood.

It was too late to reload, and the Dongjiang three-person bayonet formation guarding the slope lost gunpowder. They put on their guns and stabbed directly at these heavy armored dead soldiers. It stabbed directly at the chest exposed from the back, and with a pop, the bayonet missed half of it.

But this embroidery army is really desperate!Throwing away the knife, the dying Qing army grabbed the barrel of the gun and dragged the Dongjiang infantry back, screaming, and the two fell from the top of the city more than seven meters away.

Taking advantage of this gap, another dead soldier of the Qing army covered in three layers of armor slammed in, nearly 200 kilograms against the huge impact force of the shield, and knocked down several guarding Dongjiang soldiers.

The bloody hand-to-hand combat began.

Everything really went according to plan! Huang Taiji held up the binoculars, and under his gaze, more and more Qing troops climbed to the top of the city, even though the Dongjiang Army encountered an unprecedented enemy early in the morning! The cruel fighting was also step by step was pressed backwards.In the remaining corner of the binoculars, a Dongjiang soldier fiercely stabbed a bayonet into Qing's chest, and was immediately cut on the neck by another knife, and fell down clutching his bleeding neck. The Dongjiang Hongyi cannon that had been circling for many days like the god of death flew up with a loud explosion and smashed hard under the city. Four or five Qing troops who were rushing to the city were crushed by the ton of iron cylinders. smash.

But stepping on their corpses, more than a dozen ladders were built again, and the Qing army, like ants, climbed up bravely. Dongjiang, who had already been caught in a melee, no longer had the energy to fire to stop it!

After all, there are many soldiers in the Qing Dynasty! As the war progressed, Dongjiang’s army was fully suppressed. Although the corpses of the Qing people were everywhere, the watchtowers fell one after another. The flag of Dongjiang fell down. At around four o'clock in the afternoon, under the blood-red sun, on the most important south city gate, the blood-red flag with Mao characters was like withered cherry blossoms, falling down feebly. , the last Dongjiang infantry guarding the gate died tragically in the gate opening, and the heavy door bolt was chopped off by knives. The gate of Jilin Ula City, which had been imprisoned for more than ten days, finally opened to Huang Taiji with a bang!

"it is good!"

Even a hero like Huang Taiji couldn't help but stand up and applaud loudly.

The turning point of the whole war is just around the corner. The city wall of Ula City in Jilin was finally captured by him!

The entire Qing army was boiling, and the Eight Banners cavalry hiding in the trench rushed towards the city gate with shouts and flags. On the gate tower, the last Dongjiang defenders were also besieged by the Qing army several times, and fell to the ground slumped.Drenched with blood, the last Dongjiang veteran leaned on a bent flintlock gun, staggered open the door of the building, and fell inside. Immediately, several Qing soldiers followed in excitedly with knives, trying to chop off his head.

However, as soon as they entered the door, there was a smell of sulfur, and more than a hundred barrels filled with gunpowder came into their eyes, showing their bloody white teeth fiercely, and the Dongjiang veteran slammed into it with a torch .

Boom~

Chapter 5. Molten City of Living Fire

The night was getting darker, but the battlefield was still full of hustle and bustle, the sound of shouting and killing was loud, and the raging flames were getting higher and higher. Even if you were fighting outside the city, you could see flames like crazy dances, and the fierce flames lit up most of the cities.

Looking at all this, Huang Taiji's face was originally round, but thinned and shrunk due to illness, full of wrinkles and weathered like an old persimmon, showing horizontal lines all over his face again, with a fascinated smile on his face.

Although it was a bit bumpy, he still took down the Ula City in Jilin!

At the last moment, the South City Gate was blown down by the Dongjiang River, and a piece of rubble blocked the cavalry's advance, but it couldn't stop the rolling Qing army from rushing into the city along the four bone-slope expressways. Hitting here basically means the end.

The Yangyang fire even reminded Huang Taiji of the battle of Liaoyang. At that time, he was not the emperor, and that war was fought under the command of his father. , Hundreds of thousands of Liao people, their cries after the city was broken, their timidity, fear, everything, made Huang Taiji, who was snatched from the poor and poor, fascinated. He couldn't help it, and he even squinted his eyes and said He hummed an unknown tune when he was working in Jianzhou.

Not only the emperor, but also the ministers of Baylor in the Manchu Qing Dynasty. They looked at the battlefield clearly in a bloody slaughter field. Everyone looked very peaceful and quiet. If it wasn't for the flames shining red on their faces from time to time , it is hard to imagine that these calm people are on the battlefield, acting as bloody executioners.

But just like the seaweed in the supermarket in later generations, the good times are always short-lived, and they are gone after a few bites.Huang Taiji was humming and humming, one song after another, and the cattle transported to the top of the city was also one team after another. A lot of time passed without knowing it, but the shouts, flames, and screams in the city The sounds of gunshots, gunshots, and clashes of swords and soldiers are still one after another, and even the waves are higher than the waves. The flames of war have not subsided, but are intensifying.

Finally, Huang Taiji's little song came to an abrupt end, and his expression became more solemn than ever. The Holy Lord of the Qing Dynasty looked at the battle-torn city in front of him in astonishment, and then turned his head to look at the ministers under him. Ministers such as Ning Wanme, Bao Chengxian, or Manchu ministers such as Sony, Fei Yanggu and Fei Dongying brothers all have exactly the same expressions as him, shocking and unbelievable.

"Immediately issue an order to stop entering the city!"