December 3 of the fifteenth year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty.

Outside Linqing City, the snow had stopped, and the whole land was covered in silver. December under the Xiaoice River is cold. The north wind is howling, like a steel knife scraping off the human face little by little, standing in the wilderness, the painful touch makes people feel the awe of nature like never before.

But outside the city of Linqing, there was a lot of noise.

The original white world has now been completely polluted, and there are Manchu troops wearing various colors of military uniforms and armor everywhere.

These people trampled on the earth, trampling and melting the white snow, revealing the original color of the yellow and black earth.

He Tuo tightened his tightly draped armor, glanced at Zhao Xiong, who was still in a panic, shook his head, and his eyes fell on the city in front of him.

The square Linqing City has four directions of attack, except for the usual siege of three missing one to let go of the south water gate, the three directions of the siege have been fully prepared.

The cold wind did not break Hetuo's will, he looked at the other Manchu troops who were still shaking, and then looked at the Han army on the head of the city that was frozen and shrunk under the face of the horse to block the wind, and sneered: "Nikan can only dare to resist the Manchu warriors under the protection of the city wall!" ”

Zhao Xiong took a hard breath.

Next, he will participate in this siege battle. Zhao Xiong, who had been taken captive from the Daimyo's Mansion and sent north, could not bear the scorching winter, even though he had been in the bitter cold of Liaodong for several years.

But Heto was wearing an iron armor that was not warm, but he was not afraid of the cold transmitted on the iron armor at all. Zhao Xiong understood that this was the pride of the Manchu warriors in their bravery, even in the ice and snow. They still had the courage to launch the most ferocious attacks.

And this time, in the siege of Linqing City. Zhao Xiong would follow Hetuo to fight in person, and once again experience the combat power of the Manchu warriors.

Squeak......

Feet on the snow. The sound was rather strange. What's even more uncomfortable is that once the snow melts, the snow water is very slippery.

Su Bai walked forward, but he didn't suspect that he was going to slip, he looked at Hetuo, his eyes were full of appreciation and the love of his elders: "Hetuo." In this battle, Lord Belle said, you can not go. ”

"Other Jurchen warriors can do sieges, and I am the grandson of Rao Yu Belle. Isn't it ineligible? He Tuo was categorical: "I want to see if the soldiers of this Ming prince are really stronger than my Manchu warriors!" Jialazhangjing, let me go on this battle! ”

"Good!" Su Bai was also stirred by Hetuo's words, and said: "Just kill him in the dark, but let's see if this Royal Guards Legion is as strong as my Jurchen man!" ”

……

Abatai exhaled heavily, shook the long knife in his hand, and slowly released it.

Now, he is the commander of the First Army. is no longer the little soldier who needed to fight everywhere when the state was first established.

More often than not, Abatai has to command others to fight, rather than wearing armor himself. Charge into battle.

The commander of the first army can certainly boost the morale of the whole army, but more often than not, it means that the battle has been carried out to an extremely bad point.

"How are the ladders and siege engines ready?" Abatai asked Chen Weidao. This Han army Jialazhangjing, who was lucky enough to save his life, is still in charge of the surrender of the Han people.

Although the Qing army suffered a setback in Texas. There was also an entire bull record that was systematically erased. However, the overall situation of the Qing army still had an advantage. In particular, several Niu Lu directly under Abatai took the Mongolian Eight Banners on a rampage in Gyeonggi, and along the conquered Hajian Province, they also attacked Gwangpyeong, Daimyo, Jinding, Cangju and other Gyeonggi places.

These state capitals that Zhu Cihong couldn't take into account for a while, not to mention how much gold, silver and jewelry they brought to the Qing army. Raw woman, let's say the most important. It supplied the grain and grass urgently needed by the Qing army, craftsmen, and now the most important one: cannon fodder!

Chen Weidao, who was lucky enough to save his life, has been working hard these days, and has been busy managing logistics and heavy matters all night, for fear that one of them will be slaughtered accidentally.

At this moment, listening to Abatai's question, he suddenly said with a sense of pride and caution: "Back to Lord Belle, forty-three siege vehicles have been built, a total of three hundred ladders, and all the siege equipment of all sizes have been prepared. ”

Abatai said "um", couldn't tell whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied, looked at the Linqing city wall, looked at the Manchu generals who all looked at him, and said in a deep voice: "Manzhu Xili, Zhuketu, Tong Tulai." Attack the North City! ”

Zhuketu is a Niu Lu Zhangjing, who shouted when he heard this: "The last general is ordered!" ”

Manzhu Xili straightened his chest: "Xiao Wang has an order!" ”

"The last general commands!" Tong Tulai said in a deep voice.

Abatai said again: "Solodai, Ukshan, Shi Tingzhu. Attack the West City! ”

"The last general commands!" Suo Luodai is also a member of Niu Lu Zhangjing, and he took the lead in shouting.

Wu Keshan hugged his chest and saluted: "Xiao Wang has an order." ”

"The last general commands!" Shi Tingzhu tried his best to show joy.

"Chen Weidao, Zi Esen, Budaqi. It's all up to me...... Attack the East Side! Abatai gave an order, the drums sounded, and the trumpet of war was suddenly blown.

Under Abatai's cold gaze and the strict military law of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, no Qing army dared to resist Abatai's orders.

The West and North Castles soon began a brutal siege battle.

This time, the Royal Guards who defended the city even gave up on rescuing the people who were driven to besiege the city.

Zhu Cihong knew very well that the Manchu archers who had already prepared would never be afraid to compete with the firecrackers. Zhu Cihong was naturally willing to believe in his marksman, but he was never willing to waste his marksman on such a dangerous shooter. As for the people who were driven from outside the city, Zhu Cihong had already done his best to clear the wall, and those who were still outside the city at this time were either people who thought they had a dock fort to defend themselves or who did not believe in Zhu Cihong.

With such a person, Zhu Cihong would never waste any of his strength.

In such an atmosphere, the battlefield on the front line tended to be white-hot from the very beginning.

The Manchu army, which did not spare their lives, quickly cleared the trenches and traps outside the city.

Forty-three siege equipment of various types were finally able to drive smoothly outside the city.

Soon, the cannon on the top of the city rang out.

But something unexpected by Zhu Cihong also happened.

Under the city.

Chen Weidao's expression was hideous: "Is there only Ming State artillery?" Are the gunners ready? Hit me hard, shoot hard! ”

Knock knock knock......

A dull cannon shot rang out.

In the handsome hall of the big school field, Zhu Cihong looked at the north city. There, black dots rose high, fell heavily, and struck the city. A few smashed on the city walls, but most of them smashed into all kinds of houses.

"This is the artillery of the Qing army!" Zhu Cihong's eyes were cold. (To be continued.) )