When the city wall fell, Chen Qianfu was sleeping in the city gate building. (No pop-up ads)

He was so tired, he vomited blood again yesterday, his body was extremely weak, and he stayed up all night, and finally couldn't support it when it was dawn.

The enemy's artillery smashed one after another, and not a single intact house could be found under the city walls, and the soldiers and civilians were also seriously wounded. Wounded and tired soldiers lay in the building, and Chen Qianfu collapsed on a bed made of door panels, and when he opened his eyes, he could see the blue sky overhead. The roof of the castle tower has been completely torn off by cannonballs, and it is actually very unsafe to sleep here, because a cannonball may fall from it and hit you directly.

Actually, it happened in the middle of the night last night. A cannonball came in from that side, smashed one of the soldiers into the mud, bounced off again, swept two soldiers to the ground, hit the wall and bounced back, breaking two legs of a wounded soldier before stopping.

By now, there is still a shallow crater in the wall and human blood that has dried up

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But Chen Qianfu can't take care of these anymore, anyway, Yangzhou City will fall today, and he will definitely be martyred at that time. Killed by the enemy, or killed by a shell, it's not all a dead word, don't care about the damn, it's better to accumulate strength first, and maybe you can pull a Jiannu back.

The shock of the collapse of the city wall was so huge that it directly shook Chen Qianfu off the door panel, and slapped it on the ground with a snap, only to feel that his whole body was numb with pain.

He opened his eyes full of, but he didn't take anything lightly, and his eyes were full of yellow dust, like a fog, and his nose was full of the choking smell of dirt.

There are many shadows, and there are soldiers running in panic everywhere.

Chen Qianfu's mind was full of mud, and it took him a long time to get up from the ground, patting his head vigorously with his hands, trying to wake himself up.

In the chaos, a pair of hands stretched out to assist him, and then shouted hoarsely: "Master, master, the city is broken, go, go!" There was also a cry in the scream. Read the full text of the latest chapter

"The city is broken...... What city is broken......" is still patting his head hard, it is like a ball inside, and his bones are spinning non-stop.

"Yangzhou, Yangzhou was broken by Jiannu!" The man finally burst into tears.

This person was Chen Qianfu's guard in the Henan Army, and when he heard his bitter cold, he immediately had goosebumps on his body.

Chen Qianfu subconsciously picked up a lancet from the pillow and pulled it out, stumbling out of the city tower.

But he saw that there was a wide gap on the edge of the city tower, and he was about to run fast, and under the action of inertia, Chen Qianfu almost fell headlong. Fortunately, at his critical moment, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the edge of the gap and barely stood still.

But the lancet in his hand fell, and he didn't know whether it hit the enemy's helmet or armor, and he vaguely heard a "ding" sound.

He looked down, and his body seemed to have fallen into an ice hole, and his heart was cold.

The bottom was full of dense construction minions, carrying shields and weapons, shouting and climbing upwards, their eyes flashing with excitement.

Because there were so many people, and the slope outside the gap was full of soft earth and broken masonry, the crowd was crowded there, and it was impossible to climb up for a while

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In the crowd, the officer with Jiannu brandished the knife in his hand, shouting and cursing loudly to make his men speed up.

If nothing else, it only takes a few moments for the enemy to storm the city.

There were few Ming troops on the city wall, and on both sides of the gap, several Henan army soldiers with bows and spears looked at the Jiannu who came up like maggots below, and they were at a loss.

"Damn, what's the daze, even if it's death, you have to pull two Jiannu backs, blow the trumpet, blow the trumpet!" Chen Qianfu kicked the soldier who ran out with him, and then ran towards the pot of lead that was boiling next to him.

The soldiers were stunned, and immediately reacted, took off the horn on their waists and blew it desperately, like a cry, and like a person's sigh before death. When the city wall collapsed before, dozens of soldiers had already been buried in the rubble, and there were few defenders on the city wall at this moment, so it was necessary to notify other enemy comrades to come over to support as soon as possible, and it would be too late.

As soon as he couldn't blow twice, he saw a Jiannu officer below stiffen up suddenly, and with a wave of his right hand, a hand axe flew up.

There was a flash of white light in front of him, and he didn't feel anything, there was a blood light rising into the sky in front of him, and then he didn't feel anything.

This Jiannu officer was obviously an elite Balaya army, and this axe was thrown from below three meters apart, and its strength did not diminish in the slightest, and it cut off the head of the Ming army in an instant.

A headless corpse froze on it, falling like a stone with a slight shake, and in mid-air, the horn in his hand shook again, trying to reach the place of his lips.

Below, a Baraya soldier raised his shield to block the falling corpse. It is estimated that the force of the corpse falling is too great, and the man was smashed and sat down.

The Jiannu officer smiled, turned around and scolded: "Bastard thing, you are also fierce on a woman's belly, and you are blind to this big body......"

Before he had finished speaking, he saw a bright red liquid pour down from it, hitting the shield like a large flower.

"Oops!" Before he could react, his face was splashed with the hot liquid, and with a pop, the smell of burnt human flesh was permeated, and severe pain hit. Before he could scream, he fainted directly, and was trampled on by a pair of feet, like a rice bag sliding down the slope

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That's right, it's a pot of boiled lead.

The red liquid poured down, penetrated into the holes, and stuck to the person's body, that is, the skin was charred and rotten, and when it fell on the leather armor, a small flame was lit instantly.

The Jiannu soldiers were huddled together, and they were attacking with their heads up, and there was no room to move and dodge. In an instant, six or seven people were drenched in the head.

The cries of pain formed in a string, and several soldiers fell directly to the ground and rolled and screamed. There was chaos in the gap, and Jiannu's attack also stalled.

It was Chen Qianfu who poured the lead juice down. At that time, he was also anxious, and he didn't care that the iron pot had been burned hot, so he directly picked it up with his hands and threw it into the gap, but he didn't want his hands to be burned into a string of bubbles.

After the lead was poured down, he felt a sharp pain coming, and couldn't help but scream, shouting at his soldiers: "What are you in a daze, do you want to die, plug the gap, plug the gap!" ”

The soldiers of the Henan Army on the city wall came back to stretch out, and the only remaining three or five people all picked up the rolling stones that had been placed on the city wall and hit them down.

Some people leaned out from above and tried to stab down with their spears, but unfortunately the gap was too high, but they couldn't pierce it. I had no choice but to throw the spear down.

"There's a fart, there's a fart!" This level of attack is obviously impossible to stop the enemy, and the key now is to immediately send men and horses to stand at the top of the gap to block the enemy, rather than just hitting them meaninglessly with stones on them.

But in a hurry, where to mobilize people?

Chen Qianfu was about to go crazy in pain, cursed loudly, and threw down a wooden barrel, not caring what was inside.

With a "plop", the barrel was too heavy, and smashed directly into the brick wall of the gap, breaking into pieces, and pouring a cloud of black liquid on the heads of the wriggling crowd below.

There was a strange smell in the wind, and Chen Qianfu, who had fallen into madness with fire oil or asphalt, didn't know. But one of the Henan soldiers threw a torch down.

Suddenly, a large puff of thick black smoke rose from below, and then with a "whew", the flames more than three feet high jumped up.

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