The small castle garrisoned by Mu Zhongxian was already in danger, the Qing army attacked for five days and five nights in a row, and the corpses were about to pile up on the city, and the two ladder cars had been completely burned, and a total of six ladder cars of the Wu army were burned before and after. However, Wu Sangui later had two ladder trucks put into use, and two spare ladder trucks were ready to be put into use, and the fire oil at the head of the city had run out.

Wu Sangui also knew that Li Dingguo must have learned about his march from the Nujiang Gorge, and he must capture this small pass in front as soon as possible, otherwise as soon as Li Dingguo's reinforcements arrive, the Qing army will fall into a bitter battle, and he doesn't know when he will be able to enter Burma and bring back Yongli. Therefore, Wu Sangui made people attack regardless of the cost.

Liu Zhifu launched another tentative attack, losing more than 20 soldiers, and found that the defenders of the city were no longer alive and oil.

"The thieves have no oil! Above! The Qing soldiers shouted, driving the auxiliaries to push the ladder cart.

The Ming army, which had lost the means of fire attack, could no longer stop the ladder cart of the Qing army, and could only watch the Qing army approach. Although the lime bottles continued to fall down, causing many Qing army auxiliaries to be injured, they could not completely block the footsteps of the Qing army.

Two ladder trucks were attached to the city wall at the same time, raising the ladder and the platform.

"Kill!" The Qing soldiers, wielding various weapons, climbed the ladder, rushed over the platform, and jumped onto the top of the city.

The soldiers on both sides launched a thrilling bloody battle on the head of this small city, Mu Zhongxian took more than 30 personal soldiers, slashed and killed in the crowd, the cuffs and shoulders were torn, and the white robe on his body had turned into a red robe, and he didn't know if it was his own blood or the enemy's. The mace swept left and right, waving up and down, and the Qing soldiers it collided with were all shattered bones and flesh flying. In the blink of an eye, more than twenty corpses had fallen at his feet.

The pro-soldiers around him were also all one to ten, and the Qing soldiers who had just jumped off the ladder were killed on the spot one by one. Even the people and the native soldiers fought bravely, entangled with the Qing soldiers who jumped on the city.

On the head of a small city. The corpses of the soldiers on both sides were staggered, and the white granite stone strips were dyed bright red.

Guo Feng and Tang Chong also threw themselves into the fierce battle, these two martial arts who did not collect at night were not weak, in terms of fighting alone, the ordinary Qing soldiers were really not opponents, and the two had already killed more than ten Qing soldiers.

However, the number of Qing soldiers was too much, as if they could not be killed, and they kept jumping up to the city through the ladder.

The people and native soldiers defending the city were almost lost, and Mu Zhongxian's personal soldiers also fell one by one, and in the end, only six personal soldiers remained. Even he himself was scarred.

"Kill!" Mu Zhongxian let out a loud roar, and the mace smashed head-on at a Qing soldier.

The soldier was startled and raised his sword to resist. Only the sound of the collision of two weapons was heard, and the mace smashed down, smashing the knife in two, and the momentum of the mace continued unabated, hitting the Qing soldier's head hard, and beating the Qing soldier to the point that his brain burst.

Another Qing soldier swung his knife from the side and slashed at Mu Zhongxian's waist, and Mu Zhongxian had just struck hard. He had already exhausted his last physical strength, and his arms did not have any strength to hold the mace, so he could only throw away the heavy mace and struggle to dodge. Avoid the blades of the Qing soldiers.

"Bang" There was a firing sound, and the knife in the soldier's hand fell to the ground, covering his chest, and blood flowed from between his fingers. The body shook a few times and slowly fell.

Mu Zhongxian turned his head to look, but saw the short gun in Tang Chong's hand emitting green smoke.

"Mu Gongzi. Come on! There are so many tartars! Tang Chong shouted.

"The husband is not afraid of life and death! Even if you die, you have to pull a few more Tartars on your back! You guys go! Mu Zhongxian shook his head with a wry smile and refused to leave. In fact, he knew very well in his heart that if he left at this time, he was afraid that it would not be long before he would be caught up by the Qing soldiers. If you stay, you can also pull a few cushions.

Two more Qing soldiers swung their knives and slashed over, Mu Zhongxian pulled out his sword, opened a short knife, and stabbed a backhand sword into the heart of one of the Qing soldiers. But another Qing soldier took advantage of the situation to slash at him, and he was about to cut Mu Zhongxian in half, but at this time, a personal soldier with a broken arm suddenly jumped up, grabbed the cut steel knife with one hand, and let the Qing soldier twitch the steel knife, cutting the palm of his hand bloody, and did not let go.

Mu Zhongxian turned around and stabbed the Qing soldier to death.

"Whoosh" Several feather arrows made a sound of breaking through the air and roared.

"My life is at stake!" Mu Zhongxian shouted in despair.

Who knew that the target of the feather arrow was not Mu Zhongxian and his own soldiers, but several Qing soldiers on the opposite side were hit by arrows and fell.

"Kill!" The roar shook the sky, and a Ming general led a large group of Ming troops into the crowd of Qing troops.

That Ming general was unstoppable, and wherever the lance in his hand went, the flesh and blood of the Qing soldiers flew everywhere. The Ming army behind him was also brave and invincible, and in a blink of an eye, all the Qing soldiers at the head of the city were swept away. Later, the platforms of the two ladder trucks were also smashed with hammers, and the six Qing soldiers who had just jumped over were strung into human flesh candy gourds by Rulin's spears and hung on the city.

At this time, Mu Zhongxian saw clearly that the person who came was Bai Wenxuan, and he hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you for saving your life!" If it weren't for the prince's timely arrival, I'm afraid the last general would have died here today! ”

Bai Wenxuan returned the salute: "Mu Guogong! We're a step late! ”

Under the city, Wu Sangui saw with his own eyes that the Qing army had ascended to the top of the city, and he sent his most elite Pingxi Wangfu army up, trying to defeat the Ming army in one fell swoop, pulling out the obstacle stuck in his throat, who knew that it was another fiasco, hundreds of Qing troops who climbed the city were all killed, and two ladder cars were also destroyed.

"Marshal, it seems that there are thieves and reinforcements in the city, it seems that they are rebellious people." Xia Guoxiang pointed to the "white" flag at the head of the city.

Wu Sangui said: "The white rebel has traveled hundreds of miles to reinforce, and only the cavalry can come, and there are not many white rebel cavalry, and there are probably only more than a thousand people who can come to reinforce." As long as we continue to attack the city, we will be able to break the city! Even this white rebel was captured together! ”

The Qing army rested for half an hour and began to attack the city again.

To Wu Sangui's surprise, the siege of the city went very smoothly, and the Qing army climbed to the top of the city without much effort. But after the Qing soldiers went to the city, they found that this small city was empty! Only a few tattered flags fluttered in the sky.

"Back to Dashuai, there is a very steep path behind here, and the thief seems to have run from the path!" A returning Qing army general reported to Wu Sangui.

Wu Sangui climbed to the top of the city and entered the city, only to find that there was a path on the edge of the cliff that led to the lower reaches of the Nu River, but this path was very steep and could only accommodate two people walking side by side at most. The trail is lined with mountains on one side and unfathomable cliffs on the other.

At this time, Bai Wenxuan was retreating to the lower reaches of the Nu River with Mu Zhongxian.

"Mu Gongzi, we have found a good position to block the enemy downstream, and we can block the Tartars over there. Wang Junmen from Qiongzhou is arranging over there with 3,000 soldiers and horses, let's go find them and meet them. Bai Wen said.

It turned out that Bai Wenxuan accepted Wang Xinyu's proposal, let himself and the two thousand cavalry all take off their armor, and hurried lightly. The unloaded armor was handed over to Wang Xinyu and the 3,000 cavalry who had been left behind, who walked slowly behind and had to arrive a day late. However, Wang Xinyu did not need to rush upstream, as long as he arranged a position to block the enemy in the area of Yingpan Mountain downstream.

After the Nu River entered the territory of the Mangshi Pacification Division, the drop and the relative height of the mountains on both sides were not so large, but the terrain here was still complex, and there were mountains and valleys everywhere. Of course, this is also the last checkpoint for the Ming army to block the Qing army, once the Qing army passes through Mangshi and enters the territory of Burma, Wu Sangui and they can build a raft down the river, then it is not so easy to stop the Qing army, and can only rely on the Nanyang Ming army besieging Yawa City to block Wu Sangui.

Wang Xinyu naturally could not let the Qing army pass, and he had to stop the Qing army at the last checkpoint in Yunnan.

Mu Zhongxian followed Bai Wenxuan to the location where Wang Xinyu arranged the defense, only to find that Wang Xinyu did not choose the most precipitous alpine terrain to set up the level, but set up the level in a hilly area with a relatively low altitude! The layout of the camp of the Ming army was set up along the river, and a total of three earthen cities blocked the avenue before and after the direct construction. On the hills behind, trenches were dug one after another. Behind the trenches, wooden fences were also erected.

"Can the Tartars get around here?" Mu Zhongxian asked.

Bai Wenxuan replied with a smile: "They can't get around!" Unless they throw away their baggage and cavalry! ”

In the jungle on the mountain, the Ming soldiers were busy, as if they were making some kind of equipment to defend the city.

"The last general has seen the little prince!" Seeing Mu Zhongxian, Wang Xinyu hurriedly saluted.

Mu Tianbo is dead, and the current son Mu Zhongxian is naturally already a national prince.

"I have heard for a long time that Wang Gongzi is a young talent, and when I see it today, it is really extraordinary!" Mu Zhongxian exclaimed.

"The martial arts of the small country are strong, which makes the last general very admired!" Wang Xinyu arched his hand.

Mu Zhongxian walked up to the Ming soldiers who were cutting wood and building city-defending equipment, and asked Wang Xinyu, "What kind of city-defending equipment is this?" ”

"This is a seven-tip cannon, especially suitable for firing condescending on the top of the mountain, it needs one hundred and fifty people to pull, but it can fire a large number of stone projectiles at the same time, when shooting from a high position, the range is extremely long, and it can hit three hundred to four hundred steps from the top of the mountain, and this kind of cannon has seven cannon tips and can shoot seventy pounds of stones." Wang Xinyu said.

The seven-tip cannon is especially suitable for condescending use on the top of a mountain, and the firing range is extremely long. At that time, the Mongol Meng Ge was killed by this weapon in Diaoyu City.

In his previous life, Wang Xinyu had seen the structural diagram of this weapon, so he moved this ancient trebuchet out, which could just come in handy in the mountainous areas of Yunnan with complex terrain.

Compared with mortars, the seven-pronged cannon has its irreplaceable advantages: first of all, this weapon is a weapon of "mass destruction", which can fire more than 100 small stones at the same time, and with four or five such trebuchets, it can scatter a rain of stones from the mountains and kill and injure a large number of enemy soldiers. The mortar cannon was a single shot, and the mortar cannon of that year had extremely limited lethality to a single moving infantry, which was not as powerful as this seven-pin cannon, and this weapon could be built on the spot of cutting down trees. (To be continued.) )

PS: There is one more shift at noon