I'm really not the carpenter emperor

At the top of the city, the Ming army fired all of their guns, and countless lead bullets slanted towards him like hailstones, hitting his body like a bloody flesh hole.

Even Amin, who thought he was brave, swallowed his saliva when he saw this spectacular scene, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and he took a few steps back quietly.

Chapter 1 Nine Nightmare

Lu Shiju, a native of Liaoyang, is good at iron maces.

After Shenyang fell for the first time, he and Ding Wenli led the people who were unwilling to surrender to Houjin, and killed Houjin guerrilla Li Shanghao and Zhongjun Li Fangyu.Across the Shenyang area that was still under the occupation of Hou Jin at that time, he went to the Zhenjiang General Army of Pidao, under the tent of Mao Wenlong.

Today, by virtue of his military exploits, he has been promoted to Zhenjiang guerrilla general and ordered to garrison Yizhou.

The gunpowder smoke dissipated, and the smell of saltpeter was mixed with the smell of blood. Even though the barbarians in the city were as cruel as they were, after learning the power of the long pole in the hands of the Ming army, they were all terrified in their hearts.

Amin saw with his own eyes a bannerman in heavy armor in front of him. While climbing, he was hit by lead bullets shot from the top of the city, and a blood hole appeared on his body. He could only lie on the ground and wait for death.

He retreated to the end calmly, and withdrew the Banner Banners who were in charge of attacking the city, and replaced them with the Nikans who had been forcibly recruited.

Amin rode on the horse, his eyes flashed, and he recalled the whole battle in his mind.

If it continues to be consumed like this, the big gold warriors with the blue flag will not be enough to fight a few battles.

He had to admit that the current Yizhou, just over a month ago, was actually several times stronger than when Dajin occupied it. Every Han dog in the city was helping to defend the city.

When Ben Baylor breaks the city, he must not seal the knife for three days!

Obviously, eighteen thousand warriors of the Xianglan Banner have been invested. If it is in the wild, it is not uncommon to defeat tens of thousands of Ming troops.

However, after fighting Yizhou for half a day, a group of people were killed before reaching the city, and a group of people were killed or injured when they built a ladder under the city.

Up until now, I managed to climb the city wall three times, but I was beaten back by those brave dogs who dared not fear death!

Most of the warriors of the Xianglan Banner died on the way to the charge without even touching the hands of the Ming army.

Even the warriors with the Xianglan Banner who crawled up to the top of the city alive from the bottom were much weaker, and before they could fight the Ming troops defending the city, they would be stabbed and hacked to death many more.

When it comes to the skills of defending the city and shrinking back, these smart dogs really do their part!

If this continues, even if Yizhou is won, the loss will not be worth it at all.

Up to now, the night is getting darker and the wilderness is vast, Amin watched the fierce fighting at the top of the city, and held the reins tightly.

In the rear, Nurhachi is still urging, saying that this is the best time to eliminate Mao Wenlong, asking him to conquer Yizhou at any cost, and cut off the connection between North Korea and the Dongjiang Army.

But to be honest, Amin already had a vague intention of retreating in his heart.

Since the establishment of Dajin by the Great Khan, countless cities and lands have been plundered in Liaodong, and the Ming army has been beaten to death. So far, no town has allowed them to suffer such huge casualties.

In the eyes of Amin, the dead and injured Xianglan Banner servants were not Nurhachi's big gold soldiers, but his own private soldiers.

Amin has more ambitions than any other Baylor.

He wants to make one last attempt before retreating.

"Pass Ben Baylor's order to tell Li Yongfang to bring all the Nikan to the front, and Ba Yala's personal guards will supervise the formation. Anyone who dares to escape without my order, kill!"

After saying that, Amin turned the horse's head and waved.

Not long after, a group of carefully selected slave soldiers with the inlaid blue banner boarded the small slope, all of them carrying bows and arrows, staring closely at the Ming army who was firing firearms from the top of the city.

After all, although the current Houjin is afraid of the power of firearms, he even sneers at firearms, because most of the Ming army's firearms are nothing more than fire sticks when facing Dajin's iron cavalry.

Under the suppression of the Ming army's firearms, the attacking Nikan soldiers could only be used as cannon fodder before they actually reached the top of the city, and could not do any damage to the Ming army at all.

These more than 6000 archers who are skilled in archery are Amin's last trump card. No Jurchen would be unconfident about his riding and shooting skills.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

The Ming army's attention was focused on the slave soldiers climbing like ants below the city, and suddenly felt that the top of their heads was dark, and there was no time to dodge, and the rain of arrows came in an instant.

For a time, the Ming army at the head of the city was killed and injured.

Casualties were second to none. The most important thing was that the rain of arrows from the slave soldiers on the slope successfully diverted the attention of many Ming troops.

Some musketeers began to focus on the Jiannu archers and shoot at them from the top of the city.

In a panic, they shot hot lead bullets one after another, but they didn't know that the range of the blunderbuss in their hands could not reach as far as the bow and arrow.

Some Ming soldiers were frightened by this round of arrow rain, and hid under the crenel with their heads in their hands, saying nothing and no longer poking their heads.

Arrows shot down at him all over the sky, and everyone felt terrified in his heart.

The guerrilla general Lu Shiju hid under the crenel with his head in his arms, listening to the sound of arrows falling overhead, filled with fear.

"What am I doing here?"

"I am the chief general!"

Suddenly, Lu Shiju realized something, but his scalp was still numb when he heard the sound of arrows still falling above his head.

Immediately, he swallowed.

"Damn it, work hard!"

With a loud roar, Lu Shiju stood up from the crenel, raised his saber, and kept yelling at A Min. After hearing this, Xiao Bao couldn't bear his temper and yelled back.

"Play again!!"

A rain of arrows followed.

It has to be said that the rain of arrows from the Houjin soldiers was a shadow in the eyes of the Ming army. Many Ming soldiers bit the bullet and fought for a while, only to find that the sky had darkened again, and then they scattered.

If you run slowly, you will be firmly nailed to the ground by more than a dozen arrows.

He was running fast, and there was also the unlucky one who was shot through the neck by the lost arrow and fell on the path where Minyong was carrying bricks and stones to help the battle, causing everyone to panic.

"Let it go, let Ben Belle play it!"

Seeing remarkable results, Amin laughed wildly and roared non-stop. After a while, the third and fourth rounds of arrow rain followed one after another.

"here we go again!"

"Stop it, Tiger!?"

Just after the last round of arrow rain, a Ming soldier seized the opportunity and raised a stone to throw it down, but before he could throw it, he was held down tightly by another person.

After a few breaths of effort, the rain of arrows, which was enough to cause shadows in everyone's hearts, once again crazily tilted towards their heads and bodies.

The city wall is only so big, some people dodge quickly, but there are always people who throw an extra stone or fire an extra lead bullet, and are unable to dodge and are hit by arrows.

The Ming army who was pressed under him, hearing the muffled sound on his back, became uneasy and kept making voices to ask.

"Brother, brother?"

No matter how loudly he asked, it seemed that it was covered by the rain of arrows. When the sound of the arrows landing gradually weakened, the Ming army turned over and his eyes were red.

"brother!!"

And I saw that the Ming army who pushed him away earlier was already dead with staring eyes, and there were at least a dozen arrows densely stuck in his back.

"Let go, continue to let go!" Seeing Ming Jun being overwhelmed by him, Amin was shooting happily, but found that Jian Yu had listened, so he turned around and asked:

"Why did it stop?"

A Geshha was sweating profusely, and hurried forward and said: "I tell Baylor, the bannerman has played for a few times, his arms are sore, and he can't draw his bow anymore."

"A bunch of trash!"

Although he knew where the shortcomings of archery were, it didn't affect Amin from swearing these four words casually.

"Don't run!" At this moment, Lu Shiju, who hadn't heard the sound of the next round of arrow rain, raised his head and laughed endlessly:

"The Jian slaves have no energy to shoot arrows, let me fire the cannons, only those who shoot arrows just now!"

"As ordered!"

After being shot for so long, the Ming army was all suffocated. The slave soldiers had no strength to shoot arrows, so they all surrounded them without Lu Shiju saying anything.

"Report to the general, the slave soldiers will flee!"

Hearing this, Lu Shiju leaned on the city wall and said angrily, "What the hell, do you want to leave after shooting? This cannon has a long range, how far can you run?"

"Let it go, give me a hard hit!"

Suddenly, the city of Yizhou exploded, countless shells flew into the air, and the Jurchen's nightmare came.

Chapter 1 Ten

Although the Jurchens' volley is powerful, it cannot be the same as firecrackers and artillery after all. As long as the shells are still available, they can continue to fire.

Even the carefully selected warriors in the banner will have to rest for a while to replenish their physical strength after firing several rounds of arrow rain continuously.

The artillery shells fired by the Ming army at the head of the city flew in the sky, making bursts of whistling sound of piercing the air.

Amin's mount was snorting uncomfortably. He bent down and gently comforted the horse's head with his big hands.

Immediately, his eyes were fixed on the projectiles that were falling rapidly in the sky.

Amin saw with his own eyes that a black object fell into the crowd of archers who were slowly retreating.

"boom--"

The screeching all the way from the top of the city was finally reduced to a loud bang and countless screams.

The shells directly smashed a bloody pit into the arrows of the Xianglan Banner, and the unlucky ghosts in the middle disappeared directly into the pit, and now they can only see a pool of blood.

Under such an attack, the layers of heavy armor on the Jurchens were useless.

Amin's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, he looked at the battle at the top of the city again, but frowned.

Even the armored soldiers of the Xianglan Banner hadn't captured the city for half a day, and it was even more difficult for the Nikans with uneven combat effectiveness.

Even setting up a ladder to climb to the top of the city has become difficult to do now.

He didn't understand why the Ming army is different now from before?

Thinking back to when the army was first raised a few years ago, the Jin army approached the city, and before they took the initiative to attack the city, the Ming army in the city would come out under the leadership of the general and fight with them in the wild.

Once the Ming army that had left the city was defeated, the town would collapse without attack.

Since Xiong Tingbi made the Liaodong Economic Strategy, the tactics of the Ming army have changed little by little. In a few months, only Wang Huazhen's time in Guangning allowed them to seize the opportunity.

After Guangning, it has been a long time since I met the Ming army who took the initiative to attack.

In fact, when the shell hit the ground, it only killed one or two Indigo Banner infantrymen. Such negligible casualties were nothing.

But the weapons of the Ming army are the same as the arrows rained by the Jurchens on the top of the city. What these shells really crushed was the liver and gallbladder of those who were still alive.

Facing the rain of arrows, not many Ming troops could grit their teeth and continue fighting on the city.

Similarly, in the face of the roaring artillery shells and the frequent bursts of gunpowder smoke from the top of the city, there were not many Jurchen soldiers or so-called Nikan who could attack regardless of the cost of casualties.

More and more shells were fired from the top of the city, and they concentrated on those archers with the blue flag who had just fired arrows.

The number of archers who were directly killed by shells was very small, even almost negligible.

But when Amin looked back, he could clearly see that the more than 6000 experienced archers with blue flags under his command had gradually become impetuous.

In addition, the entire back line of the inlaid blue flag infantry and cavalry was a little restless, they were already terrified.

"Run!"

At this time, the Nikans who had been replaced were once again scrambled by the Ming army's firearms, and retreated like a tide.

Li Yongfang saw that the Nikans withdrew without hesitation, fearing that the hot-tempered He Shuobeile would settle accounts with her, so she drew out her knife and cut down the two deserters.

"run?"

"Go back, go back to me!"

But it's useless. At this moment, the corpses everywhere, just cutting a few deserters, can no longer have any impact on the Nikan's retreat.

Amin's eyes tightened, and he felt that it was time to withdraw his troops.

On the city, the cheers of the Ming army sounded.

A general came forward and said: "General, the slave soldiers have retreated!"

As the words said, Amin's Xianglan Banner army retreated several miles in a hurry after dropping more than 1000 bannerman and Nikan corpses.

Obviously, they no longer intend to continue to attack.

The menacing slave soldiers finally retreated, but not long after they retreated, there was another sound of hooves in the distance, billowing smoke and dust.

The Ming army is tense, is it possible that the slave soldiers will come to attack the city again?