Xiong Manzi is indeed in the city!

In the distance is a battlefield of blood and fire fighting, and in the near distance is a subordinate who seems increasingly anxious. The old slave still has a calm and calm expression, but he feels a heavy fall in his heart.

The tower, shaped like a monster, was destroyed one by one, or was blazing with flames, smoke rose, or collapsed, and collapsed, lying on the ground like a dying thing.

The cannons, city guard crossbows, and even rockets shot from ordinary crossbows were so concentrated and fierce that the Jiannu's work for several days was wiped out.

The old slave knew that there were quite a few casualties in the city, but the defenders continued to fight, as if they were constantly surging torrents, and they always maintained a fierce and fierce counterattack.

The hook ladder and cloud ladder will soon be built on the city wall. The most tragic and most casualties of the ant attack will be presented to Lao Nu and others.

The firelights on the city wall flashed one by one, dazzlingly dense, and a dull sound followed, and the cannons were roaring.

Jiannu under the city was hit by this. The dense siege team was like rice fields swept by strong winds. A noticeable fall was seen, and countless Jiannu fell to the ground and screamed and wailed.

Lao Nu frowned and was shocked. With so many artillery, this obviously exceeded the information collected in advance.

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Li Yongfang, but saw that Li Yongfang's mouth was opened into an O-shaped shape, and his eyes were filled with shock.

After the dense artillery bombardment, countless rolling trees were seen pushing down from the city. Lao Nu and others didn't know that this was a pine cannon and the elm was spraying to complete the final mission.

After the rolling wood was pushed, there was a fire cup flashing with sparks, thunder thunder, and thousands of enemies poured down like rain.

The explosion of fire, the spewed smoke, and the rising flames instantly formed a sea of ​​fireworks under the city. In the blurred vision, countless Jiannu fell down, jumped, screamed, and exclaimed, and many ladders also burned.

Under the cover of the shield, countless Ming soldiers flashed and shot the three-eyed guns held under the armpits at the city. The lead balls were densely shot and rushed towards them, killing Jiannu without mercy.

Without the watchtower, the threat of the tower ladder, the Fran machine cannon in the city adjusted the angle and loaded the sock-up bullets. Each gun was bombarded, and a group of Jiannu could fly away with flesh and blood.

Jiannu under the city was baptized by blood and fire, and was still showing off his courage, setting up a ladder and climbing up.

Wow, wow, wow! With a few roars of lead balls shot from the side and behind, beating Jiannu on the ladder and falling down.

On the platform extending out of the city wall, five or six Ming soldiers were guarding.

Under the cover of his teammates with shields, two Ming soldiers threw the smokey three eyes back to the city wall, and then picked up the spare under their feet, ignited through the shooting hole.

About ten meters a platform, the city wall was poked out, like a fortress in the air, or a crossbow, or a three-eye, forming crossfire with the weapons on the city wall, constantly bringing death to the enemies under the city.

Pass! A hook ladder was placed on the tip of the platform, and then it trembled and the platform was slightly vibrating. No need to see, Jiannu was climbing upwards, wanting to capture the platform and then climb the city from here.

Mingjun, holding the shield, turned sideways slightly and handed out the sharp blade in his hand. Just as Jiannu just showed his eyes outside the platform, he stabbed him suddenly.

Amid the screams, Jiannu rolled down from the ladder on his back, and took two of his companions behind him.

Kill! In the singing of unison, several long spears stabbed at each other. Jiannu, who had already poked out of the battlement, was pushed down and only left the screams in the air.

The third one?

Zhao Mengzi took back the spear, and the sweat rolling from his forehead flowed into the corners of his eyes, which was a little painful. He tilted his head and rubbed his arm, then widened his eyes and looked ahead.

They were still in groups of five people, and they stabbed and harvested together, but their comrades around them had changed three. One was shot in the face by an arrow and was seriously injured; the other two were less injured and were replaced.

The veterans who led them also hung a color on their shoulders, pulled out the arrows and bandaged them randomly and continued to fight. The speed and strength of the gun had been weakened, but if the timing was well controlled, it would be able to stabilize the hearts of the new recruits.

Zhao Mengzi consciously mastered many tricks, including those who save their lives and those who kill enemies.

For example, if you are a little short, you can avoid many arrows with the help of city walls and hanging cards. For example, now, don’t worry when the enemy just reveals his helmet, wait for him...

Kill! The veteran shouted a little hoarsely, but another thick voice sounded almost at the same time, making up for the lack of momentum.

The Jiannu was shot twice and was still very tenacious. When he fell down, he grabbed the gun and brought the gun from the new recruit to the city together.

Zhao Mengzi stuffed his weapon into the hands of a little confused new recruit, quickly picked up a sharp blade from the ground, walked forward two steps, and made up for the shortcomings of short weapons.

"Boy, you're so good!" the veteran grinned and said, "Give me a knife, you're still using a gun."

Before Zhao Mengzi could answer, a team of soldiers came up behind him and quickly replaced them. Leng Han's spear tip pointed straight out.

Huh, Zhao Mengzi, who had retreated behind, breathed a sigh of relief, feeling sweaty, but he didn't dare to scatter. Although they were temporarily replaced, they had to fill up at any time.

Behind them, under the cover of the sword and shield hands, a row of Ming troops were close to the female wall and filling medicine into the three-eyed gun. This trick was not good at field battles, but it was very sharp in the close battles of defending the city.

If Lao Nu and his generals could cross the battlements to see the scene on the city, most of the ambitions of breaking the city would be destroyed.

On the city wall that was more than ten meters wide, the Ming army was arranged in an orderly manner, with guns and swords shining, waiting to go forward and fight.

Reinforcements were sent from time to time to transport weapons to defend the city, lift the dead and injured, and make up for the shortage and replace people, always maintaining superior forces.

The smoke in the city was curling, and every household received the food distributed by the government, cooked the food, and sent it to the front, allowing the soldiers who had been retreating to rest to eat hot rice and drink hot soup.

The artillery fire on the city has become much weaker, and the defenders can hardly hold on. If they attack for another time, they will be able to break the city.

The corpse was already pillowing under the city, and fireworks were rising. The old slave couldn't help but feel anxious. He whipped his horse's boots lightly, staring at the progress of the siege.

Several people were injured and killed on a platform and retreated to the city wall. Several spears immediately stabbed them, and several arrows shot over, knocking down the two Jiannu behind them.

There are two types of standard long spears in the Ming army. One is the horse-resisting rifle that resists the impact of cavalry (one zhang, three feet long, five inches round), which is about four meters.

The other type is the long spear that was equipped in the army since General Qi fought against the Japanese, called the "line gun", which is nine feet long (about three meters), only one inch thick and weighs only three kilograms, which is almost equal to the waist knife.
Chapter completed!