"Hide!"

Han Danding rushed to pounce, pushing Li Wei to the bottom, and pressed him tightly. The city brick hit his left arm, and even broke his left arm. Han Danding screamed and fainted immediately.

As the dust dissipated, Li Wei was climbing up with difficulty. He saw Han calmly broken arm at a glance. The broken part was blurred and the bones were clearly visible, and they were completely broken.

"Boom!" The artillery on the east city was fired again, and the artillery guarding the city finally exerted its power. The thousands of Northern Yuan army rushed in front were killed and injured. The war horses and soldiers' bodies hindered the impact of the people behind. They turned around and retreated, like the tide of the ocean waves, and more than a dozen artillery of the Northern Yuan army was also hoarse because they were shot in the artillery car.

After the three rounds of artillery on the East City Wall were fired, the West City Wall also began to shoot, and a dedicated person was dispatched. The Ming army cooperated tacitly and fired one cannon in turn. After several rounds of artillery, there were no enemy troops standing within two miles. The Northern Yuan army quickly retreated three miles away, and they seemed not fully prepared for the attack.

"General Han! Get up." Li Wei was pushing him hard, and Han turned over calmly but did not wake up. Li Wei was suddenly seeing a corner of a letter appearing in his arms, and his heart was beating violently. It was it! It was the letter, the yellow envelope, the letter he had lost again, and was within reach of his hand.

Suddenly, a strong thought filled his mind, and the thought was so strong that Li Weizheng's body could not help but tremble slightly. He looked around nervously, and no one paid attention to him. Han Danding's entourage organized a militia under the city. He had just taken over the defense and had no personal soldiers. Li Weizheng's hand touched a brick and stone and slowly raised it. Han Danding's arm was lost and his oath was broken. He just had to make up a brick on his head, and everything ended naturally.

But the bricks and stones on Li Wei's forehand were put down again. No! He could not be so despicable. Han Danding was injured for him. A real man should have a clear conscience. Now that the enemy is in front of him, he not only cannot kill Han Danding, but he cannot take away this letter. Li Wei sighed and stuffed the exposed letter back into his arms, tear off a piece of clothing and bandaged him with broken arms, waved to the two soldiers and shouted: "You come and take care of General Han, find a military doctor to treat his injuries, and I will command the battle."

He stood up suddenly and ran back to the east of the city. The situation in the east of the city was not optimistic. A shell hit the top of the city, making a big gap, and a cannon exploded, killing five soldiers on the spot.

Seeing that Li Wei was back, Zhang Yingce, a hundred households, hurried forward to report: "General Li......"

"No need to say anything, I already know."

Li Wei was stopping his words, pointing to the bombed city wall and said, "Go and find civilians to repair it. It is estimated that the Mongolians will attack the city on a large scale at night."

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The sky gradually became dark, dark clouds were covered with dark clouds, and they hung low on the top of the city. The young and strong militia lined up on the city wall. A large number of huge rocks and rolling wood were piled up on the top of the city. The city gate was blocked by layers of heavy rocks. Even if the door was smashed, it would not be possible to attack the castle.

The city was very quiet, the soldiers were busy with weapons and fortifications, and some soldiers were eating silently. The entire dragon gate was filled with oppression and tension before the war came. Li Wei was standing on the city wall and staring at the North Yuan army in the distance. The enemy's starry lights were ignorant at first sight, just like the scattered starlight in the black sky.

"Brother Li, I don't know if we can survive tonight."

At some point, Han Danding, who had lost one arm, walked slowly to Li Weizheng. He looked at the Northern Yuan army who was preparing to attack and said slowly: "The enemy only attacked tentatively during the day to find out our defense. Their goal is to enter Xuanhua and even capture Beiping. Don't underestimate this sneak attack. After the Northern Yuan army failed in the Battle of Fisher Sea, their morale declined. If they could fight back to their old capital, even if they stayed for one day, it would play an immeasurable role in the morale of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. Therefore, the enemy will surely win tonight, and they don't have time to drag it down."

Han calm eyes gradually became deeper, and he was ready to die for his country.

"Brother Han, I have a premonition." Li Weizheng's voice also had a hint of desolation. He smiled bitterly: "I suspect this is the King of Yan's plan to lure troops. In order to annihilate the main force of the Yuan army, he deliberately created an empty state in the back defense, sacrificed some border soldiers and civilians, and led the main force of the Yuan army to attack. Otherwise, with the great talent of the King of Yan, there would not be such a big loophole."

"You said it right, I feel this way."

Han calmly turned around and stared at Li Weizheng. He had just called King Yan Xiong's talent and strategy, which surprised him. After hesitating, he suddenly whispered: "Brother Li, King Yan has always been eager to seek talent. With your courage and vision, he will be valued by King Yan. If you are willing, I would like to be the one you recommend and recommend you to King Yan. If you are willing to agree, I will also give you the merit of winning the faith."

Speaking of this, a hint of dullness flashed in his eyes. He had cut off his arm, and all his ambitions disappeared. Li Wei was listening to his sincere words, not a joke. He also stared at Han's calm eyes and said slowly: "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Han, but we are all for their own masters. Just like Brother Han will not betray the King of Yan, I will not betray the prince either. Today, the country is in danger, and we should work together to fight against the Yuan Dynasty. But once the Yuan army retreats, you and I will still be your life-and-death opponent. I will never be content with today."

"Okay!" Han Tanding suddenly felt a sense of pride in his chest. He took out the letter from his arms, bit it with his mouth, tore it apart, and threw it off the city wall. He glanced at Li Weizheng and smiled: "This letter was originally a fake letter I forged to confuse you, but when I was injured and unconscious, it was unscathed. It shows that you are an open and honest man. If I, Han Tanding, die in your hands, is also a great pleasure in life."

After saying that, he laughed and left. Li Wei was looking at his back. He slowly clenched the hilt of the knife. The three words "Fan Tianshun" on the hilt were deeply imprinted into his hands. He suddenly turned around and stared at the Mongolian army that had been connected to a sea of ​​fire. The courage to sacrifice one's life for the nation was slowly awakened in his heart.

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"Dong!Dong!" The sound of the Yuan army's skin drums that shocked the world once again sounded, the sea of ​​fire rushing, and the sound of horse hooves resounded through the sky. Nearly 10,000 Yuan troops began to launch a formal attack. The five-meter-high protective tower was slowly advanced. This protective tower was made of giant trees and dozens of layers of cowhide. The innermost layer was covered with iron sheets, which could resist the Ming army's artillery. In grassland field battles, this protective tower had no meaning, but in the siege battle with more and less, this protective tower was a terrible nightmare for defense.

On the top of the city, hundreds of Ming troops were staring at the large-scale attack of the Northern Yuan army. They seemed so lonely in the endless sea of ​​Yuan army fire, but none of them retreated. They knew that today would be the day for them to sacrifice their lives for the country. Their fists were tightly pinched, and there was no hope, but the tragic faces that were looking for death. They silently turned back south, "Farewell forever, my relatives!"

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The protective tower like a giant monster appeared in the dark. The huge rumbling sound made the earth tremble, followed by the Yuan army's siege revive cannon. This was their powerful siege weapon. The range and power were much greater than that of the daytime artillery. It had just been installed and it was slowly advancing with the siege tower. Compared with the afternoon, the Yuan army's offensive rhythm slowed down. They obviously did not want to lose too much force in the siege battle, but this slowness showed an invincible force.

Under a large banner, the Northern Yuan Taiwei Nai'er Buhua looked at the situation on the city with a gloomy face. Since the Ming army set out in the early year, he and Prime Minister Jessie had been dealing with the Ming army on the grassland, using the rapid maneuver of the Mongolian cavalry to lead the main force of the Ming army step by step. This time, the Ming army's northern expedition, they discovered the abnormality of the Ming army, that is, the general Lan Yu was not appointed as the commander, and Zhu Yuanzhang asked his two sons to go to the battle. Nai'er Jessie and Jiesie immediately inferred that there was a problem within the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Yuanzhang no longer trusted Lan Yu. He was eager to make his son make military contributions to replace Lan Yu's position in the Ming army. In this way, the King of Yan would inevitably be anxious to find their main force to fight.

Although Nai'er Buhua had dealt with the King of Yan several times and knew that this person could fight, compared with Lan Yu and Feng Sheng, Zhu Yuanzhang's son seemed a little bit tender. It was precisely because the vassal king replaced the general that Nai'er Buhua and Jie saw the opportunity. Two years ago, after the Yuan army failed in the Battle of Fisher Sea, the emperor and the prince died, and the Yuan army's strength was greatly weakened. More importantly, the people's morale was dispersed and the Northern Yuan regime was in danger. In this case, Nai'er Buhua and Jiezhu resolutely decided to take advantage of the Ming army's large-scale northern expedition and empty defense, the Prime Minister took the lead to attract the main force of the Ming army to go north, while Nai'er Buhua led the main force to sneak attack Xuanhua, recaptured the capital, and gathered the hearts of the people of the Northern Yuan.

Xuanhua is an ideal channel for cavalry to attack Dadu. Although the Ming army stationed heavily here, the main force has now gone north and its defense has been greatly weakened, especially the Longmen Sou, which deviates from a corner and captures it, which can defeat the time difference between the Ming army's support and directly attack Dadu.

Nai'er Buhua looked at the dark city wall. The Yuan army had no time to spend a long time here. He sneered and ordered decisively: "The first person to rush to the city will be promoted to the third level and will be rewarded with tens of thousands of sheep."

The Northern Yuan army rushed up like a crazily, "Boom!" The red flames spewed out from the city, and the Ming army's artillery was powerful. The nineteen cannons were shot in six rounds, and the iron and elastics were as dense as raindrops. They hit the three protective towers that were leading, making crackling sounds. Occasionally, some cavalry fell to the ground screaming. The Ming army found that the scattered bombs were ineffective against the protective tower, so they immediately replaced them with stone bombs, trying to penetrate the protective tower. However, the Northern Yuan army was prepared for a long time. The protective tower was not vertical, but had an elevation angle, and applied thick grease to the cowhide, which was particularly smooth. With a "bang!", the stone bomb hit the cowhide protective cover and immediately flew into the sky. Most of the force was removed, with no effect at all.

The protective tower had crossed the trench, and the ten reciprocating cannons of the Northern Yuan army entered the range, and the pull rod had been creakingly bent, and a huge rock as big as a millstone was put into the throwing bag. The Northern Yuan army pointed its eyes at the city wall, and the time to determine the fate of the Longmen was finally here.

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Chapter completed!