322 was so angry that he vomited blood

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"Lao Liu, how can you still hold on?"

Quartz smashed the head of a Tartar, red blood, white brain, splashed all over him, rushed to Liu Chong to support him, and asked.

"Haha, Captain Shi, don't worry, I can't die yet, I killed hard today, I didn't expect to be able to hold you out."

Liu Zhong was seriously injured, but he still laughed and said indifferently.

"Then hold on a little longer, let's kill it, and the general is behind." Quartz urn said.

"Okay, kill it."

Although there were many Tartars pouring up the city wall, there were two or three hundred people, but as long as the gates under the city were not opened, it would be difficult for the Tartar army to enter the city.

When Quartz led a group of guards to escort Liu Zhong out of the city wall, he just met Li Zixiao.

"The city wall has been occupied by the Tartars, let's retreat first, as long as we hold the city gate, our reinforcements will arrive soon."

Li Zixiao remained calm and analyzed the situation at this time, and it had not yet eroded to the point of being out of control.

"General, Liu Chong is incompetent and failed to hold it."

Liu Chong was about to kneel, but was hugged by Li Zixiao.

"General Liu, don't say that, it's the general who didn't think it through, you can hold out until we arrive, and the city gate has not been completely opened by the Tartars, it's already very good, what a crime!"

"Kill!"

The Tartars took possession of the city and were rushing down the stone steps to the city walls, trying to rush to the gates and open them.

Knock knock knock......

At this time, on the street in front of the city gate, two teams of white dragon soldiers arrived, and it was the bird gunner who walked in front.

"Haha, our reinforcements have arrived."

Li Zixiao said happily.

"Queue, prepare, fire."

The White Dragon Army's bird-gunners who arrived immediately lined up in a row and lined up across the street, firing at the Tartars who had just rushed down the stone steps of the city wall.

Bang bang bang......

The sound of gunfire rang out, bursts of gunpowder smoke rose, and many Tartar soldiers who rushed towards the White Dragon Army fell one after another, and the distance of just a few dozen steps became a death channel.

No matter how many Tartars rushed over, they couldn't rush in front of the White Dragon Army Bird Gunner, and the fierceness of the three-stage attack could be seen at this time.

As the Tartars were forced back into the walls, the White Dragons' Birdmen pressed on until the Tartars were completely compressed back into the walls, and the Bird's Hands stopped advancing.

On the narrow city wall, it is not suitable for the bird gunners to fight, after all, the city wall can not let the bird gunmen shoot in a row, and at this time it is the turn of the White Dragon Army foot soldiers to go into battle.

"Quartz, iron eggs, monks obey orders."

"The subordinates are here!"

"Order the three of you to each bring two hundred sword shield soldiers and pikemen, kill Lao Tzu on the city wall, and drive these Tartars down."

"Yes!"

The next battle is to fight who is strong enough and who is ruthless enough.

Quartz, the monk and the iron egg master and apprentice, each with two hundred white dragon soldiers, killed the city wall, shouted to kill the sky, and the blood dyed all the southern city walls of Shunde red.

Quartz rushed to the front, swept out with a stick, no tartar could stand any longer, and he tore through the enemy in front of him with ease like a brutal black bear.

And the monk and the iron egg cooperated perfectly, and where they saw that there were many tartars, he drilled wherever they went.

With the terrifying brute strength of the monk and the iron egg, the iron shield weighing dozens of catties they were holding, and the hundred refining knives in their hands that sharpened iron like clay.

When he fought the Tartars on the walls, no one could survive the combined attack of the two of them.

At this time, Li Zixiao couldn't help in the battle, it was up to his generals and soldiers, he had been standing under the city, waiting for the news of victory.

The fierce shouting and killing on the city wall, the sound of swords and shields colliding, resounded for more than an hour, and Li Zixiao's fingers were white.

As more and more Tartar soldiers jumped into the city wall, the monk didn't know how many Tartars he had killed, and the weapon he was holding in his hand at this time was no longer the original Hundred Refining Knife.

He was clutching a heavy mace in his hand, which he had found out of nowhere.

He wielded this mace, which was three feet long and weighed more than thirty pounds, as if he were in a no-man's land among the Tartar soldiers.

Often it was a stick, and the Tartar soldiers even carried a shield, like swatting flies, and the Tartar soldiers often spat blood from their mouths, or broke bones and tendons.

And Tie Dan held a big shield and a short spear in his hand, guarding the monk's side, and the cooperation between the two was very tacit, which was the result of their senior brothers' frequent exercises.

On the other hand, Quartz was already such a bloody man at this time, covered in blood, both enemies and his own.

Under the leadership of Quartz, Monk and Tie Dan, the White Dragon Army became more and more courageous, and the soldiers who rushed up the city wall were slowly driven to the corner of the south city wall by them.

It was a group of dozens of Tartar soldiers, led by a Niu Lu, who slowly retreated to the city wall.

In front of them, there was also a group of dozens of White Dragon Army pikemen, these pikemen were almost all covered in blood, staring murderously, and the last group of Tartar soldiers who were still on the city wall in front of them.

"Kill!"

Under the leadership of Quartz, dozens of pikemen rushed forward with a single arrow step, the sound of swords and shields clashing, screams, and the snorting of swords and spears piercing into flesh and blood.

Ten minutes later, the city wall was already full of corpses, and the soldiers of the White Dragon Army were all fighting with the corpses of their enemies or their comrades.

The Tartars who rushed to the city wall were all killed or fled in a hurry.

Quartz led people to overturn those ladders on the city wall, and the southern city wall of Shunde was once again hidden by the White Dragon Army.

"We're victorious, we're victorious, hahaha......"

All the white dragon soldiers on the city wall shouted and laughed excitedly, and the laughter reached the ears of Abatai, who was behind him, pressing the Tartars.

"Win."

At this time, Li Zixiao also saw the cheers of the White Dragon soldiers on the city wall, and the big stone in his heart finally fell.

Seeing that the warriors who had already attacked the city wall were all killed by the enemy, the remaining dozens of people also fled like lost dogs.

Abatai, who was in the Tartar army outside the city, reached its peak of anger in his heart.

"These ...... Useless minions, all damned! ”

Abatai could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, only felt a hot breath in his heart surging up his throat, and his body shook.

Immediately after that, the throat was sweet, and a bloody smell came up, and a mouthful of blood could no longer be suppressed and spurted out, and the body fell straight down.

"Spare Belle! Spare Baylor! ”

Many of the Tartar generals next to him were all frightened when they saw Abatai vomiting blood.

The surrounding generals hurriedly lifted the horse on the horse, and Abatai, who was already crumbling, helped him down, patted him on the back to give him relief, and took out a water bladder to feed him water.

After Abatai took a sip of water, his sallow face was slightly better.

He looked at the anxious expressions of the generals in front of him, shook his head slowly, and said gloomily: "Immediately bring me those minions who escaped." ”

"Wow!" Immediately, there were several guards, and they immediately took the order and left

After a while, Abatai's guards brought a Tartar Jialazhangjing and a dozen Tartar soldiers who had just escaped.

This Tartar Jialazhangjing is also the general who is responsible for leading the troops to kill the city wall this time.

At this time, when he saw Abatai in front of him, his face was gloomy, and he knew that he would not escape death today, and Abatai would not let him go.

The Tartar Armor Lazhangjing broke free with all his might, and several guards struggled to kneel on the ground.

He cried to Abatai and said, "Spare Belle, the slave knows that you have been disgraced today." The minions knew they would die, but they had something to say before they died. ”

A trace of anger flashed in Abatai's eyes, and he scolded angrily, "You useless minion, your escape has lost the face of our Qing warriors, what else do you want to say?" ”

The Tartar Jia Lazhangjing laughed miserably, and said sadly: "The slave doesn't dare to ask Lord Belle for forgiveness, but the slave still has something to say, otherwise the slave will not die." ”

Abatai trembled with anger, pointed at this Jia Lazhangjing, and said, "I want to hear what you have to say, say!" ”

This Tartar Jialazhangjing, who knew that he could not escape one, also let go at this time.

He raised his head and said: "Spare Belle, the minions think that this siege is really unnecessary, the Ming army in this city is determined to die, fight for their lives when fighting, and are not afraid of death."

Moreover, the Ming army that entered the city yesterday had sharp firearms and was even more powerful, and from yesterday to now, we have more than 2,000 warriors who have fallen under this city.

The slave dared to ask Lord Belle, even if we captured this Shunde city, would the wealth and food we get be worth the lives of more than 2,000 warriors?

Although we are talking about the blue flag as the three flags, why can't we fight with the Ming people for population and consumption?

Now we have lost so many people, and without three to five years of recuperation, we can't recover at all, more than 2,000 people, half of them are our bannermen.

Could it be that Lord Belle forgot how the emperor instructed us before leaving, we can't fight like this anymore.

If we continue to fight like this, even if we can capture Shunde City, we don't know how many warriors we will lose in the Blue Banner.

Lord Belle, the minion begs you, you can't fight anymore. ”

"You ......"

Abatai's trembling hand pointed at this Jialazhangjing, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

And the Tartar generals behind him all nodded secretly with empathy.

After most of the battle, the Tartar army had filled nearly 2,000 people under the city of Shunde, but Abatai still had no intention of retreating.

If the loss of the troops in their hands is too great, there are not so many bannermen in the banner to replenish them.

The boys in their banner will have to go into battle for at least a few more years.

At that time, they will lose too many troops, and after they go back, they will not only be punished by Huang Taiji, but even their status as a blue flag will be greatly reduced.

Thinking of this, a Tartar Jialazhangjing was bold and stood up and said: "Rao Yu Belle, although Heji is very wrong, his words are not unreasonable.

If you lose too many soldiers and horses, it will be difficult to explain to the emperor after you go back! ”

"Yes! Oh, yes! ”

Someone started to speak, and the other Jialazhangjing immediately echoed it.

"Rao Yu Baylor, it's not appropriate to storm it again, such a strong city, and there is such an elite Ming army in the city, if we attack it again, the gains outweigh the losses."

"That's right, Lord Belle, with this kung fu, we might as well go to other places to loot other Ming army civilians."

"You stupid minions, what do you want to do, do you all want to rebel!"

Seeing that there were so many Jialazhangjing, Abatai spoke out against him at this time, which was something he had never done since he led the army, which made him even more angry.

Perhaps it was the first time that all the generals spoke out against it, and at the beginning, Abatai's heart was indeed full of anger.

For a moment, he even wanted to order his guards to kill all these generals.

But soon he calmed down, not to mention that he was just a spare Baylor, even the owner of the Zhenglan Banner did not dare to kill so many Jia Lazhangjing at once.

You must know that the Tartar generals who can become Jialazhangjing, which one is not a person with strength and background in the banner.

If Abatai beheaded so many Jialazhangjing at once, the emperor's half-brother, who had never been waiting to see him, would definitely not be able to spare him.

Thinking of this, Abatai took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked slowly, "So, your opinion is to withdraw the troops?" ”

Although they saw Abatai's gloomy face, the Tartar generals still stiffened their heads and said, "Lord Belle, it's better to withdraw the troops at this time." ”

"You ......, okay!"

It was the first time that Abatai encountered this kind of situation that was opposed by his generals, and he couldn't help but shake the thought in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it.

After all, he is also the commander of the first army, if he is threatened by his subordinates casually, how will he lead the troops in the future.

Even if he wants to withdraw his troops in the end, he can't give the order to withdraw his troops so casually, otherwise his authority in the army will be lost in the future.

So, at this time, Abatai needs a step down.

Just at this time, the sound of horses' hooves was heard from a distance.

Three of them carried a small white flag on their backs, and the small flag was written in Manchu script, and a large elite rider with the word "order" quickly rushed into the ranks of the Tartar soldiers.

The surrounding Tartar soldiers, whether they were small soldiers or officers, all avoided one after another.

They knew that all the Tartar cavalry with this command flag on their backs were messengers who conveyed urgent military information.

When they are in a hurry, no one is allowed to stop them, and if you stop them, no matter what official position you have, you will all lose your head.

Soon, the three Tartar heralds entered the camp of the Tartar soldiers and saw the big golden dragon on the battlefield.

Without hesitation, the three of them immediately ran towards the golden dragon weaving.

After seeing Abatai, the three Tartar heralds dismounted in unison, knelt down in front of Abatai, and saluted: "The slave knocks on Lord Belle!" ”

Seeing the white flags behind the three heralds, Abatai knew that this must be the herald sent by the great general Dorgon.

Only Dorgon, the general of the Tartar invasion of the Ming Dynasty, has the right to send three heralds at the same time to deliver urgent orders.