Beiyang new warlord

"Lord Ning, how about the emperor, the ministers are waiting to kowtow to the emperor!"

Ning Wan, my arrival attracted a group of people like a magnet, but before the question was finished, they hurriedly knelt down again. Huang Taiji, who had been in a coma for a day yesterday, had a calm expression at this moment Get out of the carriage and come in.

It's as if nothing happened.

As usual, he walked to the throne and sat down with a gloomy expression. Huang Taiji asked hoarsely, "How's the situation?"

"Back to the master! The Ming army in Wula City guarded the front line and did not come out, and the news inside the side wall only stops at this one from yesterday."

Sony was kneeling on one side and answering tremblingly. While speaking, he even peeked at Huang Taiji's face. Now that Huang Taiji is the backbone of the entire Qing Dynasty, if he is overwhelmed, it will be over!

Fortunately, being able to become emperor, Huang Taiji was much more tolerant than Chongzhen. He didn't pass out with black eyes and vomiting blood, and he didn't get angry at others, but continued to give orders calmly.

"Alahun's troops are in the city! Order him to clear the battlefield today and attack the city tomorrow!"

"emperor!"

These words were like a stone thrown into a pond, causing the entire imperial meeting to blow up the country. Dorgon, who was with the army, knelt up straight in disbelief: "Your Majesty, Kaitie has fallen, and it has been three days. It's the past! Mao Jue's army may go north at any time, our army will be stationed under the sharp city for a long time, and when we meet the army again, how will we fight!"

"Your Majesty, the most urgent task is to return to Shengjing, and make a long-term plan!"

Nekarka Taiji Baba Turhun, who was still like a doormat yesterday, also stiffened now, kneeling upright, holding his fists there with full momentum.

"Khan! These days, the tribes have suffered heavy casualties. For the sake of sweat, more than half of the animals have died! The tribes are unable to fight anymore, and they are going back to the grassland!"

"Oh? That's it! Recently, the Mongolian tribes have indeed lost too much for the sake of the Qing Dynasty, so that's the case!"

Muttering, Huang Taiji stood up from the dragon chair, and walked to Baba Turhun, but just as the old man was trying to put on a domineering look, he stabbed him in the neck with a click, With disbelief in his eyes, Huang Taiji pulled out the knife, and let the old man fall to the side, spitting blood.

"Khan, you"

"Take it!"

Man Meng family?After all, it was just mutual use, those Taiji nobles were still yelling, and the tooth-splitters who rushed in from the door had already held down one by one, and carried them out like catching chickens.

"Emperor, this"

But after regaining his senses, Dorgon yelled hastily again, but Huang Taiji waved his hands when he heard it, and a lunatic flame ignited in those dim eyes, staring at a certain kind of minister.

"Going back to Shengjing now is just a last stand against the city wall. Maybe Mao Jue has pulled out the castles around Shengjing before attacking the city, and we can only starve to death!"

"At this point in the war, I can only make up my mind. Mao Jue is also an ambitious man! So he is hypocritical and cherishes his feathers. He also wants to enter the pass and compete for this world of flowers. What I have to do now is to break through this Ula city and seize it. His supplies, and then go to Heilongjiang to turn him upside down! Force him to return to the teacher!"

Unprecedented madness flickered in the dim old eyes of this hero, but everyone trembled when they heard his sonorous and forceful voice.

Indeed, this tactic of breaking the boat may be the best solution at hand, but the price to be paid is that everyone may not be able to come back.

But no one dared to object. Baba Turhun, who objected, was still lying there vomiting blood. Amidst the dull voice, these Jianzhou Baylors kowtowed in dull order.

"The slave obeys!"

In the afternoon, there was a big cleanup. At least the tens of thousands of horrible and hideous skeletons in the middle of the ruins were swept away and buried, so as not to affect the morale of the army. Two more holes in the wall were knocked out.

Sun Chuanting counted all the strategies, but he also missed one point. Even if he arranged for death squads, he would blow up the gates and buildings, which exposed Dongjiang's weakness. Dongjiang was also weak in the camel city tactics these days.

In the early morning of the next day, driving tens of thousands of livestock, the remaining Qing army also squeezed into the city. Once again, the sharp horns shook every corner of the ancient city.

This time the Han army was elated. Every time they acted as cannon fodder, the Mongols and the Jianzhou Jurchen followed suit. Now the turn of events, thousands of Mongolian cavalry were driven off their horses and took the lead. It was their turn to take He supervised the battle with a big sword, bow and arrow behind his back.

Still standing on that high tower, Sun Chuanting's brows were tightly knit together. In his sight, on the scorched ruins, a cloud of black dust rose up like a tornado.

"what is this?"

The Dongjiang infantry hiding in the house and the trench also looked around in astonishment. After a long time, someone yelled out again.

"It's all cows! Horses!"

"Damn!"

"Again!"

Amidst the angry curses, thousands of animals with fire tied to their tails roared in fear and ran towards the defense line of the northern city. The field artillery reserved at various intersections opened fire one after another. Under the roaring artillery fire, the running animals The animal groaned and fell down, but the ones behind followed up immediately, and the ones running wildly became even more frenzied.

Man knows fear, but a mad cow doesn't!

At 100 meters, crackling muskets rang out one after another, blood burst out from the foreheads of the rushing cows and horses, and they fell there one after another as if they had hit an invisible air wall, blood, fishy smell, and the excrement and urine of animals before they died. The stench of Qiliu erupted in an instant. In this battle, Sun Chuanting's less than [-] Hegang army faced almost one-third of the livestock on the prairie. It was impossible to kill them all, and the guns turned red. , the school herd of horses still rushed to the front.

"Hold on! Top"

bang~

The frenzied cow knocked the field artillery away, and the bayonet array was also sunken inward under the huge impact force. It tripped over the sandbag barricade, and a cow even bumped forward a few meters. Blood spewed out violently, and for a moment, the entire Dongjiang defense line was torn apart, and the formation was completely torn apart.

"Kill!"

Following behind the herds of cattle and horses, the Mongolians who were cornered were also male. A Dongjiang soldier just stood up with a gun, and suddenly a knife was stabbed into his neck. In the process, the Mongolian stunned the unlucky sergeant against the wall.

Bang~ The infantry on the second floor fired. Before they could draw out their knives, the Mongolian soldier had already exploded a bloody hole in his back and collapsed to the ground. Sitting on the ground, the Dongjiang army who fired the gun wiped the cold sweat from his head and looked at the trembling arrow shafts.

Standing up from the ground, the Dongjiang army rushed forward with bayonets in their hands. At the intersection, the same densely packed Mongolian soldiers mixed with the Eight Banners of the Warlord Army also came to kill them together. The dead body immediately fell down, and the blood dyed this half of the street red again.

After all, there was only one who could not hold on. After the fierce fighting, the defeated Mongols turned around and ran back, but what greeted them was a dense rain of arrows, and Huang Taiji waved his saber mercilessly.

"Those who retreat will die without mercy! Beat the drum and march!"

Another group of cattle lit gunpowder on their buttocks, and rushed out without hesitation, even trampling the defeated soldiers in front of them under their feet. Following the cattle, another group of Mongolian riders mixed with the Eight Banners of Han Dynasty were sent out like cannon fodder.

"Qing Jun, you are simply crazy!"

Having never seen such a tragic battle before, Sun Chuanting couldn't help but shook his head murmuringly when he put down the binoculars.

Chapter 5 and Four. Difficult see-saw

Who said that the city will fall if the wall is broken?If that were the case, there wouldn’t be all the tragic and heroic battles of Stalingrad. However, the tragic and heroic battle of Stalingrad also shows the cruelty of street fighting. Short-distance confrontation can determine life and death in an instant! There is no mercy !

Jilin Ula City was caught in this cruel and bloody street fighting at this time.

The lesson of blood also taught Sun Chuanting the true meaning of street fighting, don't you have the Fire Bull Formation?Dongjiang Army has released all the barricades at several major intersections in Beicheng, and they are no longer blocked. Let you go!

It's just that the corpses lying here and there in the street faintly indicate that this road is not so easy to walk!

It is one thing to dare to go, but it is another thing to go or not. Mao Jue has already proposed that this battle is a battle of survival. Here, Huang Taiji also took out 12 points of viciousness and cruelty to fight. Sheng Jing The Zhenghuangqi archer rounded his bow and arrow all the time, aiming at the backs of his own people.Holding a spear and holding a shield aloft, the Jianzhou Eight Banners were behind the formation, while the Mongols and the Han Eight Banners moved forward cautiously.

The walls on both sides of the street were sprayed with fishy black liquid everywhere. The corpses with blown heads or rotten intestines were like zombies in TV dramas. They advanced less than 100 meters and paid more than 3000 lives. Lessons learned from others.

On the houses on both sides of the main road, there are also Jianzhou archers stepping on the balcony, holding the window and moving forward cautiously. The bright red blood on the stairs always makes them feel lingering.