Wail, roar, beg for mercy, cry...

There are all kinds of sounds mixed in the city of Nanyang.

Almost everyone fights with their lives.

They didn't know if they would die in the next moment and whether they could see the sun tomorrow. So at every moment they could breathe, fighting desperately.

There is no distinction between the Qing army and the Ming army, and no distinction between the ages.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and the smell of burnt human flesh.

This strange smell is mixed together, making people feel sick.

Zhao Gan's palms holding the knife were a little stiff, and his whole body was like a statue of mud.

The day goes ups and downs, and the ups and downs.

Zhao Gan has experienced too many things.

Fortunately, his head is still around his neck until now, which is the only thing he deserves to be relieved.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties.

According to Zhao Gan's preliminary estimate, the Qing army suffered more than 10,000 casualties, and the Ming army's situation was not much better.

In the end, the Ming army chose to withdraw the troops, although it was only temporary. But for Zhao Gan, he could take a breath.

In the end, Zhao Gan was helped down the city by his personal soldiers.

After returning to the General's Mansion, Zhao Gan sat on the chair.

He Fang personally served him tea and said with a smile: "The General's General is very powerful today, and the soldiers are very impressed. If the General's General is not standing there like a magic needle, he might not be able to defend it today."

Zhao Gan smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "It's this time, don't flatter me anymore. I know how much I have."

After a moment of pause, Zhao Gan continued: "The soldiers should be comforted and look forward to them next. I don't want Nanyang City to be destroyed as soon as I wake up."

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In the Ming army's tent, Hao Yao's flag surface was ashes.

"This time it's my problem. Not only did I not get Nanyang, I also took the lives of so many brothers."

Hao Yaoqi swallowed and said, "Little Tiger, you punish me."

The Kuidong Army has a routine that as long as it is defeated, no matter the status of the general in command, it must be punished.

Punishment is usually done by sticks, one is to give the commander a memory, and the other is to warn later generations.

Li Laiheng was a little embarrassed.

Hao Yaoqi is his uncle and uncle, and he wants to respect him as uncle.

Although Hao Yaoqi failed to attack Nanyang this time, the responsibility lies with him.

If Li Laiheng ordered Hao Yaoqi to be blamed, would Hao Yaoqi's subordinates be dissatisfied?

If there are some conflicts caused by this, it is something Li Laiheng never wants to see.

However, if Hao Yaoqi is not dealt with, there will be problems.

After all, the Ming army suffered heavy casualties and most of the soldiers were resentful.

If the resentment cannot be released, it will be harmful to the Ming army without any benefit.

It's difficult...

Just when Li Laiheng was in a dilemma, Hao Yaoqi actually lay on the ground and smiled and said, "Little Tiger, stop acting, beat me up quickly. This matter is also known."

Seeing this, Li Laiheng couldn't help but smile bitterly: "That little nephew can only obey the order. Come on, beat General Hao twenty boards to show a bad punishment."

Compared with the lives of thousands of Ming soldiers, the twenty-two boards can indeed be called a minor punishment.

The personal soldiers had to go forward and waved the board and hit Hao Yaoqi's buttocks and legs.

Even though Hao Yaoqi was thick in skin and flesh, he still grinned in pain when he hit him.

But at least he endured it and didn't shout it out, retaining the minimum decency.

The twenty-two boards say that there is no more, and it is really not too little.

After all the blows, blood had already oozed from Hao Yaoqi's buttocks and legs.

However, Hao Yaoqi's foundation is pretty good, but he suffered some skin trauma and did not hurt his muscles.

Li Laiheng hurriedly ordered someone to help Hao Yaoqi down, and ordered the military doctor to treat Hao Yaoqi's injuries.

Being beaten and being punished is the rule of the Kuidong Army over the years.

Li Laiheng doesn't want to hurt his uncle-nephew relationship with Hao Yaoqi because of this cannon.

After Hao Yaoqi left, Yuan Zongdi sighed and said, "I didn't expect that just Nanyang City would be so difficult to fight. The lives of the eight thousand brothers were still unable to be taken down."

Liu Tichun shook his head and said, "Why did the old brother say this? Nanyang has been an important city since ancient times, and it is a place where military strategists must fight for. It is definitely not easy to take Nanyang. We can only say that we have a breath. If this breath continues, it is not difficult to win."

Liu Tichun said this and said nothing, but Li Laiheng was a junior and could not say anything. He could only ask: "In the opinion of Liu Shibo, what should we do now?"

Liu Tichun said without hesitation: "If you have beaten, you will naturally have to fight to the end. Otherwise, the blood of the soldiers before would be in vain. But we can change the way and try to blow up the city in the coffin."

In fact, from the beginning, Ming Jun wanted to use coffins to blow up the city.

It was only because Zhao Qian sent a messenger to seek peace that Li Laiheng decided to use the trick to Yin Zhao Qian.

But the facts proved that Zhao Qian, who was forced into a desperate situation, was not easy to mess with, and Li Laiheng himself was disappointed.

Now that I have gone around and returned to the starting point, I still have to use those three axes.

"Well, that's all."

Li Laiheng settled down and said, "The explosives should be enough, I hope there will be no problems with the weather."

The Ming army had encountered sudden rainfall and large-scale moisture in the gunpowder.

The explosives after being damp are simply impossible to explode, which directly leads to the failure of the coffin city bombing tactic.

"It shouldn't be so bad."

Yuan Zongdi muttered quietly.

For now, the coffin bombing city is the most cost-effective choice.

If this method fails, it can only be filled by life.

Although I used to do this in camps, I relied on refugees to fill the trenches at that time. Now these brothers who have lived and died together for many years naturally cannot be treated the same.

"I hope so."

Li Laiheng sighed, "I hope God will protect you."

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One day later, heavy rain fell.

This rain was really timely for Zhao Qian and the Qing army in Nanyang.

First, the rainfall caused the moat to be deeper, so it was not easy for the Ming army to rush across the moat. Second, the city walls were slippery, so the Ming army's ladders were not easy to be built.

The most important thing is that rainfall can make the Ming army's gunpowder damp, and the coffin bombing tactics that the Ming army relied on can no longer be used.

At least this is the case in the short term.

Zhao Qian was ecstatic.

This is really a blessing from God.

The food of the Ming army cannot be infinite, and the longer it takes to delay, the more beneficial it is to the Qing army.

As long as you continue to drag on, the Ming army that could not be captured for a long time will definitely be shaken and eventually choose to withdraw.

At that time, Zhao Qian could breathe a sigh of relief.

He must bite this tone and must not let go!

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Chapter completed!