Once something like momentum is made, it is impossible to suppress it!

For Kui Dongjun, they had been holding this tone for too long!

They have been trapped in the mountain valley in Kuidong, east of Sichuan for too long and can only defend passively. As soon as they appear, they will be surrounded and intercepted by the Tartars!

This feeling of being stuck in your throat is so painful and disgusting!

They attacked Chongqing three times and finally won.

From that moment on, they felt that the victory and defeat between the Ming and Qing dynasties began to change easily.

In the dark, they felt as if they were blessed by God.

Just like Dashun was blessed by God back then!

Even if only the Eighteen Shangluo Cavalry were left, even if they were beaten by the official army and abandoned their armor, they firmly believed that they could fight back!

In the end they did it!

But now God is blessing the Ming Dynasty, the dynasty they once resisted!

It was not until now that they realized that compared to the tyrannical rule of the Tartars, everything seemed insignificant.

Is it really that important to be the Emperor Dashun or the Emperor Ming Dynasty? Is it really that important to be the Emperor of the Li family or the Zhu family?

As long as you are a Han person, you can be the emperor!

Even if the Han family fights to the last breath, they will never be slaves!

"Kill the enemy!"

Although the moat had not been fully filled, the Ming army pioneers had already rushed over from the filled section. They braved the rain of arrows and set up the ladder on the city wall.

Although the Qing army smashed countless wooden rocks at them, none of them retreated.

They are not afraid of life and death, because they know that even if they die, their living brothers will make up for them in time and take care of their families.

Their death makes sense!

"Climb the city to restore Fengyang!"

They came back and they were back.

There is God's will in the dark.

Today they are going to retake what they have lost!

"Kill the enemy and serve the country!"

"For the Ming Dynasty and for the inheritance of the Han family!"

The Ming army's posture really scared the Qing army on the top of the city.

They woke up like a dream and desperately smashed the rolling wooden stone downwards.

This is of course effective.

The number of casualties of the Ming army gradually increased, and the war losses were gradually recovered.

"Hurry, don't give Ming Thief a chance to hit the city gate. Sprinkle golden juice!"

Although the city gate had been blocked by the Qing army in advance, Wei Liangchen was still worried that the Ming army would break open the city gate.

If so, the previous arrangement will be complete.

The hot golden juice that had been burned in advance was poured from the outside of the mercedes by the Qing army's head.

The golden juice poured on the armor of Ming soldiers, flowed along the armor to the palms, and burned bubbles.

The instinctive pain caused the body to twitch violently. The Kuidong soldiers let go of the city hammer in their hands and wailed in pain.

"Yes, water me, water me hard. See how dare you be so arrogant."

Wei Liangchen felt a little calmer.

No matter what, Ming Jun is also a group of flesh and blood people.

As long as they are people, they will be afraid of pain. They may not be afraid of death, but they will definitely be afraid of pain!

As long as the golden juice continued to pour, the Ming army would not be able to open the city gate under his nose.

As for the Ming soldiers who climbed to the city, it was not scary.

Judging from the number of soldiers, the Qing army did not suffer any losses. How could it be that the Ming army was the advantage?

They are the one who defends the city!

"Don't stop rolling the wooden stone, smash it hard!"

"Don't be stunned when using Yasha patter!"

As the battle situation escalated, Wei Liangchen felt that his voice was hoarse.

The Ming army's offensive was like a tide, and the Qing army did not show weakness.

Both sides knew very well that this battle would not be missed.

"Hurry, there is a team of thieves here about to climb up, pour boiling oil!"

The golden juice has been used up and can only be replaced by boiling oil.

Wei Liangchen was sweating all over his head, as if he felt that the battles he had fought in his life were not as nervous as today.

The Ming army blossomed everywhere, but he had to passively defend.

The Ming army was like a gopher emerging from the wilderness, hitting the other side and then showing its head, and it would never be finished!

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Li Laiheng has been observing the battle situation, and at least so far, everything is still under his expectations.

Casualties are inevitable.

He originally thought he would reduce casualties by exploding the city wall, but now it seems that there is no chance.

Since this method cannot be used to reduce the reduction of personnel, then use the most primitive method to attack the city.

Didn’t they siege the city before they mastered the tactics of coffin bombing?

Didn’t they rely on their lives to fill the battle against Chongqing?

As long as this battle is meaningful, it is worth it no matter how many soldiers die.

Yuan Zongdi and Liu Tichun have similar views as Li Laiheng.

If we talk about losses, when they first started to rebel, the losses in each war were much greater than this, so why would they still survive?

Now this loss is nothing.

"Little Tiger, let's bet how long it takes to win Fengyang."

Yuan Zongdi raised three fingers and said, "Three days, I think three days are enough."

Liu Tichun shook his head and said, "I think it will take five days. Fengyang City is still very strong, and it will take at least five days."

Li Laiheng, who had been silent, cleared his throat and said, "Both uncles have made a mistake. I think it's enough for a day."

Both of them stared at Li Laiheng in surprise when they heard this.

One day? Is this too confident?

Where does the little tiger come from confidence?

"Please see, two uncles."

Li Laiheng pointed to the sky and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Liu Tichun and Yuan Zongdi looked up and saw a hot air balloon flying into the sky.

hiss!

Liu Tichun started to curse: "This bastard, I want to break his leg!"

There is no doubt that Liu Xingming did not obey the order and chose to fly hot air balloons when the battle situation was in a state of anxiety!

Although he violated military orders, it has to be said that the timing of flying hot air balloons is almost perfect.

The Ming army and the Qing army fought hard in the offensive and defensive battles, and no one noticed the hot air balloons flying in the distance.

Even if I noticed it, I had no time to distract myself from dealing with it.

Liu Xingming seized an opportunity, an almost perfect opportunity!

Although Liu Tichun is eager to catch Liu Xingming and get her butt, she can only hope that Liu Xingming will not be surprised.

The old Liu family is just a single seedling, and he is still counting on Liu Xingming to spread his branches and leaves to continue the incense!

Li Laiheng was actually vaguely happy for Liu Xingming.

From being distrustworthy at the beginning to being able to become a figure who is Jian Zai Dixin alone, Liu Xingming has been very difficult throughout the journey.

If he can perform well in the process of restoring Fengyang, Li Laiheng must have a few good words for Liu Xingming in the memorial presented to the emperor.

As for now, I'm just waiting to watch Liu Xingming's performance.

In this kind of chaos, the combat power of the hot air balloon will be unprecedentedly powerful. It depends on Liu Xingming's performance when the Ming army defeated Fengyang with what kind of combat losses.

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Chapter completed!