847 The Lord Will Be With Us

Early the next morning, Zhu Cihong stretched his waist and poked Liu Hongji, who was still asleep on the side.

"Liu Qing, it's time to get up!"

Last night, the two of them were eating barbecue and drinking soju in the tent, and they accidentally drank high, that is, Zhu Cihong is a layman, if Chongzhen is here, he will definitely treat Liu Hongjian for a big crime, at least dozens of boards.

At the moment of the great enemy, as the commander of the whole army, he took the lead in getting drunk and taking his son badly.

"Do you smell the smell of meat?" Liu Hong said in a daze.

"What did Liu Qing say, the barbecue has already been cleaned up by a huge companion, where is there still ...... Hey? It really smells of meat, could it be that there is still meat to eat this morning?

Liu Qing didn't say it, although the people are living a good life now, they can't reach the point of eating meat every day, and the soldiers who eat the household should complain to me again. Zhu Cihong said while dressing.

Since the campaign, under Liu Hongji's contempt, Zhu Cihong finally learned to dress by himself, although Liu Hongjian also has a wife at home to serve and dress.

"Well, that's good, it's okay, I can sleep a little longer!" Liu Hong gradually finished speaking, and there was no movement.

"Nacheng, I'll go to the city and take a look, don't sleep too long." Zhu Cihong put on the dragon robe and lifted the curtain and walked out.

When they got to the top of the city, they saw that it was black and gray as far as the eye could see, and even the battlements on the head of the city were burned black by the fire, and black smoke was still emitting from many places under the city.

And the long-lasting smell of barbecue wafted from the city.

"Vomit~-vomit~-" Zhu Cihong seemed to understand something, and began to regurgitate after being stunned.

"Emperor, what's wrong with you? Is it unwell? The old slave is going to wear the imperial doctor! Huge Hai was frightened when he saw it, and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to find Qi Mingyin.

"What a fuss, I'm fine! Vomit~-" After speaking, Zhu Cihong ran towards his big tent with a cigarette.

"Liu Qing! Wake up! Tell me what kind of meat you gave me last night? ”

……

Almost at the same time, Morozov and Tsar Alexei I were also looking at the city of Busagan with telescopes.

They didn't sleep well last night, and the smell of barbecue permeated the entire barracks and floated all night, which caused the Rakshasa soldiers to complain about the poor food all night.

"Your Majesty, the walls of Busagen are made of blue bricks, and they must not be strong after the fire burned overnight, and this city will be broken today!" Morozov said.

He kept silent about the fuel used to burn the walls, for he couldn't say anything.

Alexei I was silent and walked towards the army of the Rakshasas, who had already been assembled.

After yesterday's hard fighting, the Rakshasas still maintain a good morale, which is the pride of the Cossacks.

"Warriors of the Rakshasas, yesterday you proved your loyalty with your courage, and I, Alexei Mikhailovich, your emperor, am proud to have warriors like you.

But this is not enough, our enemies are still cowering in the city, and the decisive battle is today, and the Lord will be with us! ”

Alexei I stepped on his horse and charged at the rows of soldiers.

"Ulla~"

"Ulla~"

"Ulla~"

……

"Liu Qing, the Rakshasa people are in Ula again, but their morale is really good."

Zhu Cihong seemed to admire the Rakshasa people outside the city, he felt that the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were nothing more than that, and even with such large casualties, he did not dare to guarantee that the Ming army could maintain such a strong morale.

"You still don't know how to soldier!" Liu Hong shook his head with a slight smile.

If you want the soldiers to work hard and eat enough, it is only a prerequisite, but it is not a decisive condition, as long as you Xiao Zhu is desperate, pick up your imperial robe and rush forward, the Ming soldiers will definitely use their actions to prove what it means to be sincere.

"Emperor Qi, Lord Wang, the artillery of the Rakshasa people is up again!" Kong Er was stunned and walked over to report.

"Got it, have all the guns at the head of the city been dismantled?" Liu Hong said gradually.

"Back to the prince, it has been dismantled according to your orders, and it is all in the city now." Kong Er was stunned and said again.

"Well, go and inform Governor Babala, if there is a possibility that the city wall will fall, immediately order the soldiers to go down to the city and defend it, and don't defend it to the death." After Liu Hong finished speaking, he took Zhu Cihong down to the city.

A quarter of an hour later, the assault and defense of Busagan began under the sound of Rakshasa artillery.

It's still yesterday's tactic, but there is no howitzer on the city wall except for the sudden sound of AKM.

The walls that had been burned overnight were no longer strong, and the Rakshasa artillery smashed the eastern city walls to the ground in just one round, and Baba immediately ordered the soldiers in the eastern city to retreat urgently.

Boom - Boom - Boom Boom -

The city wall was about to collapse, and Kong Er stared at the east city wall in a daze.

Boom - With a loud bang, a section of the city wall in the middle of the eastern city that was five or six meters long collapsed.

"Ulla~! Ulla~! The Rakshasa soldiers roared excitedly.

"The enemy is charging, howitzers are ready!" Kong Er was stunned and couldn't rush down and shouted.

"Ulla~! Ulla~! Ulla~! ”

"Fire!"

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom

The soldiers of the Daming Artillery Battalion, who had been waiting for a long time, activated the howitzers almost at the same time, and the shells exploded in the middle of the swarming Rakshasa cavalry, and the Rakshasa camp suddenly turned on their backs.

"Mortar ready! Fire! ”

Seeing that the Rakshasa Qiqi had already rushed into the range of the small steel cannon, Kong Er was stunned and immediately ordered his subordinates.

There was another roar, and the mortar gunners became more and more proficient, and the shells of eighty small steel cannons covered the gaps in the wall almost without dead ends.

The Rakshasas thought that the breakthrough of the city wall was a victory in sight, and they rushed to this victory by stepping on the ashes of yesterday's Rakshasa soldiers, completely unaware that there was another hell behind the city wall.

Seeing their companions fall one by one, many Rakshasa soldiers felt inexplicable fear in their hearts.

Morozov roared, and he angrily ordered the Warlords to shoot the returning soldiers and send more soldiers to join the charge.

"Lin He!" Liu Hong said with a cold face.

This move is actually a dangerous move, although it is a bit unexpected for the Rakshasas, but if it is not well controlled, it is really difficult to say that the Rakshasa people rush into the battle.

"Humble duty!" Lin He stomped his feet and made a military salute.

"The musket battalion prepares, set up in a wedge array, don't let a single Rakshasa rush in!"

"Humble duty!" Lin He then trotted away.

The Rakshasas charged in waves, but were blocked by the Ming howitzers, mortars, musketeers, and grenadiers in the gap in the city wall from the firing range.

The battle was even more fierce than yesterday, and soon the breaches of the wall were filled with the corpses of the Rakshasas, and the Rakshasas were still fearless in their charge.

After more than an hour, the corpses were piled up, and the howitzers could barely hit the Rakshasas on the corpse mountain due to the problem of firing angle. 、

"Lord Wang, howitzers are no longer useful, and the shells are running out, and the same is true for mortars!" Due to the loud sound of artillery fire, Kong Er was stunned and said in a loud voice.

"Babala, are you ready over there?" Liu Hongjian ignored Kong Ermao, but turned his head to Baba, the governor of Menggu.

"Lord Wang, my cavalry has long been hungry and thirsty, just waiting for your order!" Hearing this, Babala's tongue licked her chapped lips and said excitedly.

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PS: Cossacks, strictly speaking Cossacks cannot be called a people, it is a mixed population of Tatars, Russians, Lithuanians and Poles.

Strictly speaking, the Russian Empire is an empire without an imperial nation, and the so-called imperial nation refers to the existence of a certain political, economic, social, and cultural dominant ethnic group within the empire, and the empire belongs to them to some extent, such as the Han people of the Ming Dynasty.