"What did he say?" asked a young Ming army general who was in charge of the defense of the gap in the north city to a soldier who was slightly conscious of the Later Jin Dynasty.

"President, he asked you if you dare to fight him one-on-one." The soldier said to him while fighting a Tartar soldier.

"Mom, your grandfather is standing here, come here if you want to fight!" The young player looks not old, but his body is very solid and he is particularly courageous when speaking.

"Young people, don't be too arrogant!" Ajige obviously understood the sarcasm of the young general of the Ming army, and was about to rush forward without realizing it.

Nurhaci paid great attention to the education of his son, especially he knew that his tribe would definitely deal with the Ming Dynasty frequently in the future. Therefore, in addition to letting his sons study the military books, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, learning the Ming Dynasty and knowing the word "Ming" are also rigid regulations.

"Hahaha! If you are not angry, are you still called young people? You savages don't stay in the mountain nest and want to come out to cause trouble. Today I will mess with you!"

As he said that, the young man lifted his sword and came to the top of Mount Tai. He was standing at the highest point of the brick and stone hills, without any moves in his words. The big slashing made Ajig's face change.

‘What a lot of strength.’ Azig thought.

But Azige had experienced countless life and death after all, so he held the scimitar with his right hand and pulled it backwards to block the knife and took advantage of the momentum to attack his left leg.

The young player did not draw the sword at all, but who knew that Ajige just pretended to be a fake. His real goal was to be under the young player's ribs. However, the young player's movements were very flexible, and Ajige still failed after all.

"At the same time, the soldiers led by Ajige also fought with the Ming border army. No one here was chosen by God, nor did they have dazzling special effects in later generations. All they had was the collision of cold weapons, and blood was flying everywhere.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Dorgon also joined the battlefield with hundreds of strong Tartars. Dorgon was the banner owner of Zhengbai Banner, and the people he brought were naturally his personal guards.

"Whoever attacks Ningyuan first, rewards a thousand golds, and seals the Jiala!" Dorgon pulled out his battle knife and pointed at the gap in the city wall and shouted loudly.

Hundreds of Tartars rushed up as they heard this. The armor worn by these Tartars was different from other Tartars, and their moves were even more fierce. The Ming border army and that young general all felt huge pressure in an instant.

"Why don't you fight anymore? It turns out that you are a basketball guy too!"

After Dorgon's subordinates joined the battlefield, Ajige left the fight with the young general alone and turned his target to other famous soldiers. The young general naturally sarcastically said.

"You must be stubborn, and wait until I capture Ningyuan, and then fight you!" Ajige responded.

Ajige knew in his heart that the situation was urgent, and his first priority was to capture Ningyuan City, rather than show off his personal prestige. They had a lot of people, and with this skill, they could tear a gap and expand the results of the battle.

But the young general was not stupid, and he cooperated with more than a dozen subordinates. Although the gap in the city wall was more than two meters wide, he could not squeeze too many soldiers, so that Dorgon behind him could only be anxious.

The battle lasted for more than half an hour. Ajige's scimitar was scrapped and he was also hit on the leg, but he still failed to break through the border defense line. The Ajige people were almost furious, but at this time he had lost his strength and had to temporarily withdraw from the battle under Dorgon's order.

The Later Jin Dynasty was full of troops. After Ajige rotated, the Tartars of the Mongolian Zhenglan Banner immediately launched a charge again.

After more than half an hour of fighting, the young general of the Ming army had been injured. He had not had many people and had to withstand the two charges from the Later Jin before he could be replaced. Compared with Ajige, who was injured in his legs, the young general was bleeding on his arms and legs.

At the same time, a loud bang came from the east city wall.

‘Has the East City Wall collapsed?’ The young general frowned.

...

"Old Deng! No, the east wall has collapsed, let me go!" Li Sifu hurriedly found Deng Bao, the guard general of Ningyuan, and put forward his own request.

He had a wound on his leg and he walked slightly limply.

"You have just been repairing it for a while and you have injuries on your body. Is it okay?" Deng Bao also frowned when he heard this.

"What's wrong with it? I haven't been here for so many years. Besides, do you have a better candidate?" Li Sifu said with a smile.

After a fierce battle all day, except for Deng Bao and his hundreds of personal guards, even the reserve troops were rotated. Now that the East City Wall has collapsed, more soldiers are needed to rotate to guard the gap. He knew in his heart that Deng Bao had no choice.

"No, let Shi Xiaomao go in Dongcheng. You go to Beicheng. Your kid has been with him for an hour. You, a father, can really see it!" Deng Bao thought for a while.

"Brothers who fight tigers, father and son fight in battle. Since we, father and son, will never be able to do so..."

"Okay, this is my order. Go quickly, I'm annoyed!" Deng Bao seemed to see that Li Sifu was just saying it, but in fact he was worried about his son, after all, that was the only seed of his old Li family.

Li Sifu didn't argue, but was choked by Deng Bao and then limped towards the North City.

"Report! Nancheng was attacked by Jianlu, and the guards of Nancheng asked for support!" As soon as Li Sifu left, a commander came in to report.

"Report! Jianlu moved the artillery to the West City." As soon as the messenger finished speaking, Deng Bao had no time to deal with it, another messenger came to report.

The north city, the east city was broken, the south city was attacked fiercely, and the next one was the west city wall. The Tatars really didn't plan to give him any chance to breathe! Deng Bao felt bitter in his heart.

Originally, Deng Bao thought that no matter how many Tartars were, he would always have no big problems when he waited for reinforcements to arrive for three days.

Now that I think about the bragging of Shi Xiaomao with Li Sifu yesterday, it’s funny. Before the first day passed, there was already a leak in Ningyuan City. Can they really persevere until the reinforcements arrive?

However, Deng Bao had no time to think about this at all. He knew very well that once Ningyuan City was attacked by the Tartars, according to Jianlu's usual style, he would definitely be able to massacre the city and vent his anger.

"The order is to ask Shi Xiaomao to take people to block the gap in the East City. As for Nancheng, I will personally bring people to support him. Feng Shijie, and Xicheng will be handed over to you!" Deng Bao gave orders to the order soldiers, and said to his personal guard commander Feng Shijie.

The West City Wall is not like the East City. The East City Wall has old injuries, so Yicai is so easily destroyed by the Tartars' artillery, so Xicheng does not require too many people. However, since the Tartars chose to attack Nancheng, they must have known that Ningyuan City was insufficient in troops, so Yinan City is likely to not be a feint attack, and Deng Bao did not dare to be careless.

As expected, when Deng Bao brought his men to the south wall, thousands of siege equipment from the Tartars had been put on the city wall. Most of the soldiers guarding the south city were also transferred by Deng Bao to the north city to rotate, so many of them were injured.

In addition, the enemy troops that were several times more than themselves made the morale of the border soldiers a little depressed.

"Damn it, who will show off your bad face? Let's cheer me up! Not only will we all die if we break the city, but your children will be killed mercilessly by the Tartars, and your wives will be raped by the Tartars.

If you don’t want to lose your son and grandson, just pick up your weapons. Even if all the city walls are broken, you must shout out in a hoarse voice. I will never surrender!"

Deng Bao kicked and kicked the Bianjun soldiers who were huddled in the battlements, allowing them to return to their established defensive positions one by one, while mercilessly telling them the possible consequences after the city was broken, so that they could know the price of being afraid of death.

Deng Bao was the garrison of Ningyuan City. His words may be vulgar and unpleasant, but I have to say that these words played a very good role. They were put to death and lived after hiding behind the battlements. They might die a little later than others, but that's all.

What these border soldiers are most unacceptable is actually Deng Bao's second half of the sentence: "Wife and daughter are raped, and their sons are cut off, and their grandsons are gone. They are unfilial and have no descendants, and the most insults are the most. However, if the wife and daughter are not Deng Bao, they may have been killed by the border soldiers.

But Deng Bao is one of the few generals in the border army. He climbed up from the bottom-level soldiers. He has always been respected by the soldiers. Seeing that Deng Bao himself was also desperate, the morale of the border soldiers was finally activated.

The words were rough but not rough. Deng Bao successfully transformed the soldiers' grief and anger into strength, so that the Tartar generals responsible for siege were all fooled, just as if the opponent who was still slow to beat A suddenly pressed R for fear of his life.

In this way, more than an hour passed and it was dark and the Tartars had to retreat temporarily. However, the North City and the East City were still in the hands of the Ming border troops, and even the Tartars in the South City did not step beyond the line.

The price was that at least 4,000 soldiers of more than 4,000 soldiers died in battle. What Deng Bao was most unacceptable was that the guerrilla general Li Sifu, who was responsible for the defense of the East City Wall, was killed by six swords and eighteen arrows. When he died, he was supported by a single palladium and did not fall down.

It is precisely because of this that many border soldiers thought that Li Sifu was still alive, and several of Li Sifu's personal soldiers also surrounded Li Sifu and helped cover up, so they could barely survive the most difficult period.

That night, there were wailing everywhere in the border army camps, and the military Chinese medicine officials were too busy at all, so many wounded soldiers had to lie in the corner and endure it.

Most of these border soldiers are married and their wives and children are in the city. You can imagine that when tomorrow, many families in the city will hang white sails.

But Deng Bao didn't have time to pay attention to these things. Ci was not in charge of the army. What he was most concerned about was that it was already like this on the first day, what should I do tomorrow?

"Old Deng, the boy from the Li family guards Lao Li's body, and does not eat or drink, and does not allow the people below to cremate. This will not be possible. Lao Li is gone, and if the boy guarding the city tomorrow, that's not enough?" The guerrilla general Shi Xiaomao limped to Deng Baohui to report.

Li Sifu's death was also a big blow to Shi Xiaomao. The three of them were not only comrades-in-arms but also fellow villagers, and were both native Liao people. In fact, there were more than a dozen fellow villagers who joined the border army at that time, but more than ten years later, only the three of them were left.

Now even Li Sifu is gone, which makes Shi Xiaomao feel sad.

"Oh, you can do some work here, I'll go and take a look." Deng Bao sighed and patted Shi Xiaomao's shoulder.

Deng Bao took a pot of wine from his house, took out half of the lamb leg from the Huotou Army's warehouse, and walked towards the barracks where Li Sifu lived.

As soon as he entered the barracks, he saw Li Wenlong kneeling next to Li Sifu's body with a battle knife in his hand. He fought Ajige twice today without any disadvantage, but because of the long rotation, he was injured by both injuries. At this time, the armor on his body had not been removed, and the armor was already in a mess. A small pool of blood was still oozing from his knees on the ground.

"Big nephew, wrapping the body of a general with a horse is the highest honor for the soldier, so don't be too sad." Deng Bao put the wine and meat aside and walked behind Li Wenlong and said.

Li Wenlong looked back and said nothing, and then there was a long silence.

"Boy, if your father is in heaven, he will have to slap you in such a way that you see your appearance, or not? You are a terrible dog! "Deng Bao saw that Li Wenlong did not respond, so he simply started to curse.

"Uncle Deng, don't you feel uncomfortable if my father dies?" Li Wenlong knew that Deng Bao and Shi Xiaomao were his father's brothers in life and death. After being scolded like this, he suddenly turned around and said to Deng Bao in tears.

"It's uncomfortable, why don't it feel uncomfortable? Your Uncle Deng is a bachelor and has no family. Only your father and Xiaomao can drink together. Now that your father is gone, I feel empty, just like something missing.

But, what's the use of suffering? Can the Tartars be repelled by suffering? If Ningyuan City is broken, not only can we not survive, but your mother and your sister cannot survive. I have to advise you. If Ningyuan City cannot be defended tomorrow, you'd better kill your mother before the Tartars, otherwise even if you go down, your father will not be able to avoid you."

Deng Bao was telling the truth. Li Wenlong was already eighteen years old. He naturally knew this truth. Even so, Deng Bao's sharp words still made Li Wenlong's anger excitedly.

"But Ningyuan City has not been broken yet! My father said that you must never give up until the last moment. Whoever hurts both sides will breathe more will be the winner. How can Uncle Deng give up on himself?" Li Wenlong stood up and glared at Deng Bao.

His sister is only thirteen years old, and she is Ruhua's age. He has been saving money recently to add two new clothes to her mother and girl. Now that he wants him to kill her mother and girl with his own hands, it is better to kill him.

"Yes, since your father has told you, why don't you eat or drink, and don't have the strength to kill the Tartars? What do you use to avenge your father?" Li Wenlong's words hit Deng Bao's thoughts, but he was not angry at all.

After all, Li Wenlong was young and energetic, but he couldn't get out of the sadness of losing his father. After being told by Deng Bao, he sat on the ground weakly.

He knew that Deng Bao was right. His father was dead. No matter how sad he was, he could not survive. But he still had his mother and sister to protect him, and there were tens of thousands of people in the city...

"Come on, have some drinks with uncle. Maybe tomorrow will be gone, there will be no chance again." Deng Bao sat next to Li Sifu and handed the wine pot to Li Wenlong.

Li Wenlong seemed to have figured it out, took the wine pot and drank several large gulps, then took the lamb leg and took it and took it to bite it.

The revenge of killing his father is irreconcilable. He now only has one mind to avenge his father and kill the Tartars.

Deng Bao also took a sip of the wine pot and sat next to Li Sifu's body. He chatted with Li Wenlong in a word. When he talked about the scene when he had just joined the army with Li Sifu, his eyes were filled with tears.

The wine in the late Ming Dynasty was already a distilled liquor of great minuscule. Not long after, Li Wenlong got a little drunk. He lay on the ground and looked at the sky, endured the sadness of losing his father and said slowly to Deng Bao:

"Uncle, you said, will anyone remember what we are doing today in the future?"
Chapter completed!