"You're a Tartar too!"

When Lai Zi said this, Jin Zhong turned his head to look at it, and when he saw that Lai Zi was still stupid, he knew that this kid was scared and stupid again, and he had already had experience, and he couldn't help but say that he slapped him.

Sure enough, after a crisp and loud sound of "pop", Laizi was a little more sober, and saw Jin Zhong picking up the cotton armor of the Tartar, and immediately came up to help pull it up.

Jin Zhong still maintained his vigilant instinct, picking up his clothes while carefully observing the movements around him, but fortunately, the coaters of the various cattle were still transporting the soil frames back and forth.

There are also many people who have completely broken down, and they are lying on the ground wailing and crying, which makes the battlefield look noisy and chaotic, plus those unlucky people who are constantly knocked down by rifles while running, this short distance of more than a dozen steps is full of corpses of people of all colors in Houjin.

Then, from time to time, a few new Jurchen armor soldiers would emerge from the trenches on the Houjin side, and they would draw their knives to drive a new batch of coats and continue to rush forward.

At the same time, a few armored soldiers will be dispatched to follow behind, killing those who are already out of order, injured, unable to fight, and disturbing the morale of the army.

In this extremely chaotic scene, for a while, no one noticed the two people in the ditch who were pulling other people's clothes and armor, Jin Zhong quickly put on the set of cotton armor pulled from Tartar for Lai Zi, and then asked him in a low voice: "Lai Zi, is the trench in front of you filled?" ”

Lai Zi replied in a panic: "Already, it's fast, it's about to be filled." ”

Jin Zhong said in a low voice, "Then from now on, you will honestly pretend to be dead here." Once the trench is filled, it is time to storm the wall, and there is a group of armored soldiers behind it.

And the Bayala in the flag also chose here, they are going to rush the earth wall, and the rest of the coat will definitely be forced by them to rush to the front, if you don't want to die, just stay here honestly and don't move. ”

Hiding in this relatively safe corner, coupled with the hard slap before, Laizi has regained his senses at this moment, he looked around and subconsciously asked: "The slave is hiding here, what about you, master?" ”

Jin Zhong glanced at Lai Zi and said angrily, "You care about Lai Zi, Lao Tzu naturally knows the truth of saving his life, you dog slave, your luck is really good today, Lao Tzu wants to do something good, let you catch up, Lao Tzu wants to leave your dog life and go back to Lao Tzu to farm."

After Jin Zhong finished speaking, he was caught up with a new batch of coats, picked up the knife and returned to the crowd outside, and then drove those coats along the barrage ditch to serve as cannon fodder.

After waiting for a while, Jin Zhong heard the voice of their Niu Lu Li Pa Shiku, and listened to the meaning of that words, it should be arranging for a soldier to go back to inform the next group of people, it seems that the trench in front of them has been filled.

Jin Zhong hurriedly made way of the road leading to the two earthen fortresses in front, and after walking a few steps, hundreds of Jurchen armor soldiers emerged from the trench, they rushed out with ladders, and drove the remnants of the Baoyi to run in the direction of the trench of the Huaxia army.

Jin Zhong didn't dare to rush to the side so obviously now, and wanted to stay where he was quietly, but out of nowhere, a soldier with a yellow flag appeared from there, and ran towards him with a knife.

Jin Zhong saw that the posture was not good, so he hurriedly merged into the flow of people, and rushed towards the position of the Huaxia Army with the group of armored soldiers.

The soldiers of the Houjin Army at the earthen fortress threw out the last batch of fire and thunder brought up, and a few of them exploded flowers on the first rammed earth wall in Lushun, and the gunpowder smoke on the battlefield was already very thick, and it was even more difficult to see things clearly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the soldiers of the Houjin Army let out a shout in unison, and rushed to the passage after those clothed minions.

The Baoyi in front was constantly wailing miserably, and was driven to the edge of the trench by the Houjin soldiers behind, and the Baoyi in desperation could only follow the paved road and step on the dirt frame to cross the trench.

The passage built by the earthen frame was not too wide, and the soldiers of the Houjin Army behind charged too fast, and the spears and broadswords were forced towards the slow-clad minions running in front.

In order not to be slashed and killed by the nightmare Tartars in their hearts, some of the coaters who had not had time to cross the dirt road howled in despair and jumped into a deep trench filled with sharp stakes and thistles.

After being stabbed by the sharp wooden stakes, many of the coats were tied up by the dense sharp wooden stakes, but they did not hit the vital parts, and they could not die for a while, and could only scream miserably over there.

The part of the coaters who had successfully passed through the trench scattered in a panic and fled on both sides, but unfortunately, there were other trenches in front of them.

Some of them were unlucky enough to jump into the trench under the breastwork in front of the earthen wall, where two explosions would be heard from time to time, and every time the explosion sounded, several coatings would be engulfed in flames in an instant.

But even so, the coats behind them were still driven and jumped into the trench, and in this situation of extreme chaos and extreme fear, even if they were pierced by the thistle terrestris, they didn't feel the pain at all.

The Mongols in the back were also forced through the trench by the Jurchen armor soldiers, they carried tools and earthen frames, filled the trench in front of them, and then drew their waist knives and hacked to death the clothes that were scurrying everywhere one by one.

This was done on the one hand to deter the panicked coats and regroup them, and on the other hand, to use the corpses of these minions, who were no longer able to serve as offensive forces, as one of the materials for filling the trenches.

After using up all the "materials" at hand, they would take out long sticks with iron tips that were a little more than 1.5 meters long, and insert them into the breastwork wall opposite, and five or six people would shake the wooden handle together, so that the rammed earth on the breastwork wall would fall off in large chunks.

At this time, behind the breastwork, there was no trace of the Huaxia soldiers, and the Huaxia soldiers had already evacuated along the breastwork to the two wings, retreating from the open passage to the back of the earthen wall.

As time passed, more and more people flocked through the trench, and they quickly spread along the trench to the flanks.

Later, the gold-armored soldiers worked together like ants to climb over the trench, while the remaining Mongols continued to dig under the city walls and began to shake the defenses of the first earthen wall of the Chinese army.