There are only a dozen people who are stationed in the city to guard.

After the remaining 240 soldiers stepped onto the city wall, both veterans and new soldiers in the court changed in one go.

They only have about 250 people.

Nearly 10,000 opponents!

Moreover, the opponent is the extremely fierce Qing soldiers!

How to fight this?

This is a desperate situation!

It's even more deadly!

Ten deaths are alive!

Many Ming soldiers guarding the city were so scared that their legs were weak!

Shi Wei was stunned: "Did I read it wrong? I was confused? Why did so many Tartars come at once? It's nearly ten thousand."

"The Tartars are crazy? We are just a small military fort, with a total force of about 200. They used nearly 10,000 people to attack us. It seems that the Tartars have never done such a thing before." Zuo Ming was also directly scared.

"Damn, I started to be a soldier in my teens. I have been a soldier for more than ten years. I have participated in many battles and have never had my legs weak. But today I have my legs weak." Zuo Jian's legs were also shaking.

"How to fight this? Boss, do you have any ideas?" Zhang Fan said.

"What can I have? More than 20 million to nearly 10,000, you think I am a god." He Xuan shrugged, but he still made up his mind. After the Qing army came, he could seize the characteristics of the Qing army's self-reliance on its own, challenge these Qing army and let them fight one-on-one. Look at these Qing army, see if they dare to fight?

He scolded these Qing soldiers as soft-hearted goods and no one dared to fight with him. In this way, the negative emotions value and various attributes of him can kill more Qing soldiers.

"The boss has no choice, it seems that he can only fight to the death." Zhang Heizi frowned, but he immediately relaxed: "Everyone joins the army and knows that there is a day when he dies on the battlefield. Damn, if the Tartars bring so many troops, we will die. But before death, I will also bring more Tartars to the backs. Let the Tartars know that our Han men are not easy to deceive."

"Yes, kill as much as you can." Shi Wei took a deep breath. He had a very virtuous wife, his son Huwa is very cute, his daughter Xiniu is also very cute, his field has increased a little, and his life is getting better and better. He really wants to survive. But in this fucking world, this fucking Qing army will not let them live. At this point, is there any other way besides fighting to the death?

"I have been in the army for so many years, but I have not killed a Tartar's head. I must kill one today." Zuo Ming was rubbing his bow and arrow.

"I also want to kill a few more Tartars. In this way, when I get to the underworld, I have to tell the King of Hell that if we kill Tartars who are worse than beasts, we will definitely be able to become a good baby in the next life." Zuo Jian laughed loudly, with sadness in his laughter.

...

After a moment.

Nearly 10,000 Qing troops stopped in one go a hundred steps away from Qingshan Military Fort.

The whole movement is uniform.

The entire army is full of evil spirits.

The leader of the Qing army was obviously in the rear army. With He Xuan's eyesight, he could see that this person had a big cake face, a black stiletto on his face, a beard under his chin, and was wearing armor that was obviously different from that of ordinary soldiers. Who is this person?

"Oh, nearly ten thousand Qing troops, are they very powerful? Why are they here to surround me, a small military fort?" He Xuan was not nervous. After five times the physique was normal, He Xuan found that he spoke with all his strength, as if he had taken a loudspeaker. But he usually suppressed his voice, which was similar to the voices of other people.

Now, the sound suddenly became louder.

The sound rolled like a tide, roaring towards the direction of the Qing army, and every Qing army heard it.

The leader of the Qing army raised his hand and said to the person next to him. The man rode his horse and arrived at the bottom of Qingshan New Army Fortress.

This man was actually an old acquaintance, which was Yang Wei, who was born in Qingshan Military Fort. Yang Wei went to Huangniu Military Fort in the past year and then threw himself into the Tartars, but the Tartars he threw in was defeated by He Xuan. Finally, he followed the remaining Tartars back to the Tartars base. Now he is mingling under Jirgalang, the leader of the Inlaid Blue Banner.

If you say that Yang Wei is also a strange person, he is good at flattering, and he can even mess with Jirgalang, and he has been promoted to a lot of levels all at once.

Yang Wei smiled and said, "He Xuan, we're meeting again."

He Xuan couldn't help but smile coldly: "It turned out to be Yang Wei, Yang Wei, you are really lucky and have not died several times. It is also a skill to continue to be in the Tartars now."

"What's the name of Tartars? Our Qing Dynasty is the army of heaven. We came to rescue the suffering people of Ming Dynasty." Yang Wei was very involved in his role as the two Tartars. He knew that he did not have Fan Wencheng, so he would rather do my skills. Therefore, he must be more skilled in flattery, so that he can get better and better: "He Qianhu, we were all soldiers of Qingshandun in the past. In the blink of an eye, you have become Qianhu through military achievements. Are you very proud? Unfortunately, you offended people who should not be offended. The so-called Qingshan New Army Fort is very good. Unfortunately, it will be destroyed under the iron cavalry of our Qing army. You will also be killed by us."

"You must be the leader of the Qing army who called to pass the message. Which force are you?" He Xuan asked.

"The master of our family is the owner of the Inlaid Blue Banner, Prince Zheng." Yang Wei said proudly.

"Lord of the Inlaid Blue Banner, Prince Zheng? Isn't that Jiergalang? After all, Jiergalang was the prince of the Qing Dynasty. He actually dispatched and brought nearly 10,000 troops to conquer my small military fort. He really respected me, Mr. He." He Xuan didn't expect that he would attract Jiergalang, the Lord of the Inlaid Blue Banner.

"I heard you, saying that I offended someone I shouldn't have offended. I thought about it. During this period, I seemed to have offended the Shanxi merchants. It should be that the Shanxi merchants asked you to deal with me. The Shanxi merchants' energy is really much greater than I thought."

"It's good that you know." Yang Wei sneered. He was not afraid that the conversation would be leaked. He besieged a military fort with nearly 10,000 people, and that would definitely be a family and a dog.

He Xuan smiled: "Actually, I have a problem. I often hear people from the Qing Dynasty brag, saying that their people are unparalleled and brave and good at fighting. What kind of Manchus are not worth ten thousand, and they are invincible. Are they really so brave?"

"Of course." Yang Wei said with a little complacent.

"If there is such a great thing, haha, then." When he said this, He Xuan's eyes swept across the 10,000 Qing army team and raised his voice: "So, who among you dares to fight me one-on-one? Let me see the unparalleled bravery of your Qing soldiers. Don't be like a woman, you are afraid when you hear a single fight, you are soft."

"The warriors of the Qing Dynasty, let me see your courage. Don't be as pitiful as maggots and dare not respond." He Xuanchang shouted.

(Put the last few sentences of the previous chapter into this chapter, Xiang describes the atmosphere in a desperate situation in detail.)
Chapter completed!