"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

There are all enemies in front of him, his vision is covered with a layer of blood, he only believes in the comrades behind him, and all he needs to do is kill! Wheel the stainless steel Damin horizontal knife in his hand, Sheng Lianshan seemed to be crazy, every time he rushed into the array of the Roman defenders alone, strangled a corpse like a meat grinder, if it wasn't for the desperate cover of the soldiers behind, Sheng Lianshan would have been dead for a long time.

"General be careful!"

Again, just when Sheng Lianshan brandished a horizontal knife that was already full of sawtooth teeth and slashed into the neck of a Slavic heavy infantryman, sawing a piece of meat down with the edge of the knife, and the brute soldier who was hurting was crying and howling, more than a dozen pro-soldiers suddenly crashed into the enemy formation, and the sturdy round shield buckled Sheng Lianshan under without a head.

Bang ~ Bang bang ~ The Romans' arrows rained down on the shields, and a group of Slavic mercenaries beside them even suffered, and all the people on the left were shot into hedgehogs, and the rest also howled and fled back, retreating this section of the wall.

If it weren't for the timely blocking of the soldiers, Sheng Lianshan would have been shot into a cactus with the barbarians around him, he had killed countless people in the past three days, and the Romans had already regarded him as a thorn in the flesh, and would rather kill his own people together, but also to treat him to death, the fear can be seen, Sheng Lianshan's fierce reputation has reached the banner of seeing him, and the defenders of Constantinople will cover their heads with a headache and shout: It is the loyal and brave guard army of the dog day again.

But just escaped from death, Sheng Lianshan seemed to not know how big his name was, and rushed forward fiercely, following the defeated Slavic army to rush into the core arrow tower of the Roman city wall defense, destroying this place.

The frightened Sheng Lianshan soldiers hurriedly hugged his arm, dragging him back, and shouted loudly: "General, Your Majesty has withdrawn his troops!" Let's get out of the way! ”

Sheng Lianshan seemed to be a little sober, turned his head back, no, on the well fence in charge of command, two strong men desperately knocked on a big gong more than one person high, and the sound of the bang could be heard clearly within a few miles, and in other city wall sections, the sharp soldiers of the Min army who rushed to the city had already used their shields to cover desperately and retreated, and the rain of arrows just now was also the Romans who had figured out the laws of the Min army at the last moment to hurry up the last wave of killings to the Min people, and even the sergeants under Sheng Lianshan's own command were pushed back a lot like a deflated ball.

The sun, which had sunk west to the western continent for a small part, was so bleak that it shone the walls of Constantinople as if it were bleeding straight down, and it was red.

Seeing this situation, Sheng Lianshan was unwilling to throw a jar of Greek fire used by the Romans to defend the city into the tower at his feet, threw a torch in his hand, ignored the terrible screams inside, and then retreated with his own soldiers to the same burning Damin Cloud Ladder.

Even if the siege equipment made of these planks was soaked in lime and other materials, and after fireproof treatment, it could not help but burn like the Greek fire, which could not be extinguished, and at this time the fire snake had already risen from the bottom shelf, and people stepped on it, making a clattering and breaking sound.

Running cautiously and quickly, Sheng Lianshan just wanted to turn around and count the number of people, but at this time he only heard a click, and the siege ladder more than eight meters high could no longer bear the strength and collapsed, and finally the two pro-soldiers fell into the fire suddenly, and in a blink of an eye, they became two burning twisted objects.

This scene made Sheng Lianshan sigh again, and casually snatched the crossbow from the soldiers around him......

Today is the third day of the siege of the Fujian army, and the battle situation has entered a rather anxious white heat, the artillery of the Fujian army has almost destroyed most of the Roman arrow towers, and the strong solid cannonballs are the collapse of the Romans' strong city walls are cracked everywhere.

However, the result of the battle was only that, the two-story city wall of Constantinople was too three-dimensional, too strong, too annoying, once the first wall could not stand the Romans would immediately retreat along the arrow tower passage at the junction to the second layer of the city wall, the casualties in the hand-to-hand combat in the narrow arrow tower passage were amazing, and every time they took a step forward, the Min army had to leave one or two corpses. The Roman army on the second wall could also rely on a highly condescending shot to kill the Min army that rushed to the first layer of the wall, putting the entire siege force in a disadvantageous situation.

The next day, the helpless Min army even moved the tiger squat cannon to the head of the city and fired it from the bottom up, which caused some damage to the Roman defenders, and they were no longer so passively beaten.

The soldiers under the city tried their best to pull back the siege equipment that was not too damaged from under the filled moat, Rao is so, today there are still three well railings that have been smashed and smashed, four ladders have been completely burned, and as for the destroyed ladders and other engineering materials, there are countless counts.

The forward positions of the Fujian army were also busy, with artillery firing to cover the retreat of the troops and prevent the Romans from re-ascending the first outer wall, while the soldiers assigned as assistants to the Red Gourd team carried a stretcher and shuttled quickly, transporting the wounded to the wounded camp behind.

Even if the Great Min has an early anesthetic and the Min army occupies Tianzhu, the main ingredient of which is worth a lot of money mandala can be released to provide, Rao is so, the screams of pain still confused the Min army camp.

"It's back!"

When Sheng Lianshan returned, Li Jie even personally greeted the gate of the camp, the siege was the most tormenting, three days, Li Jie also boiled out a heavy black circle, his eyes were full of bloodshots, red like a ghost, seeing Sheng Lianshan, he couldn't help but eagerly walked forward.

But Sheng Lianshan knelt on the ground with a thud, and kowtowed heavily in frustration: "The last general is incompetent and failed to take Constantinople, please punish Your Majesty!"

Li Jie's hand froze in mid-air for a while, and then he withdrew and nodded helplessly: "Go back and have a good rest, just fight again tomorrow!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Kowtowed again, Sheng Lianshan led his own soldiers, and also retreated to the barracks tiredly.

This siege, there is no more desperate than him, Li Jie also knows his suffering, Sheng Lianshan has been in the army for so many years, and it is not for nothing that he was forced into a desperate situation, such as the time when the Right Route Army was in Lebanon Mountain, the left and right Qianniuwei were almost defeated, and Sheng Lianshan almost died there.

But what really made him unforgettable was the rout under the city of Constantinople three years ago, not to mention the loss of the entire Zuo Qianniuwei, and even his old friend for many years, Li Yexu, a good brother who kowtowed to his son, also folded in Constantinople, and now Sheng Lianshan still remembers the last face, as well as the fear, guilt and despair when he woke up from a coma, looking at the battlefield that had gradually moved away and was full of gunsmoke.

Chest suffocated, three years this fierce general desperately trained his troops, for a while desperately tempered himself, even to the point of looking for death, three days to attack the city, other legions are in rotation, his troops attacked for three days in a row, just yesterday, Li Jie said that he did not agree to continue the attack, Sheng Lianshan actually knelt outside the camp gate for half the night, and even the soldiers of the loyal and brave front army came to kneel with him, Li Jie was forced to be helpless, so he agreed to continue the attack today.

Li Jie also knew him, and the depressed breath in his chest was not relieved, unless he died, otherwise this stubborn cow would never give up.

Looking at him, Li Jie remembered his brothers in his early years in a trance, Sheng Lianshan inherited the courage of Scar Liu and the persistence of Sheng Wenjian, but he did not inherit the shrewdness of Sheng Wenjian, thinking of this, Li Jie sighed with emotion.

The night gradually became gloomy, Li Jie didn't eat a few bites of dinner at all, and kept stuck in front of the map, he really couldn't imagine that such a simple small double city wall could make it difficult for him, a modern person, to be like this, the Min army didn't dig out a few holes in the head of Constantinople under the cover of the rushing car, and filled it with black powder, but the Romans' city wall was too hard, except for jumping out of a big gap, it didn't have much effect at all, but the Greek fire that let the Romans fall burned hundreds of Fujian soldiers.

It doesn't work to build tunnels like Li Ji, the Romans also set up tunnels and listening urns under the city walls, once the Min army digs, the Romans will fight back against the tunnels, and annihilate the Fujian army tunnels with fire, smoke, poison and the like.

With such high casualties, the deaths are all from their own families! Li Jie didn't know if he could survive a week in such a situation?

Li Feisheng, his imperial alchemist was full of confidence, and patted his chest and promised: "Your Majesty, our Fire God has been prepared, let's put it into actual combat tomorrow!" The small walls of Constantinople are no match for Vulcan at all! ”

But Li Jie frowned and shook his head, the god of fire is his killer weapon, and he can't use it until the last moment, and now Constantine IV still has at least 378 troops in his hands, and it's not yet time to put in the god of fire.

Why don't you let Li Rang make some effort in the northern part of the Golden Horn? If it really doesn't work, just drive the Fujian fleet into the Golden Horn Bay and try to break through the northern sea wall?

Just when Li Jie thought about it, but outside the big tent, a rapid sound of horses' hooves came, and then a black capital lieutenant anxiously came in with a bamboo tube.

"Your Majesty, eight hundred miles north is urgent!"

Now that the north that Damin is facing, there is only the pressure of the Huns on the Hungarian side of Hungary and Austria, and Wang Xuance's letter at this juncture must be a big deal, and he can't help but make Li Jie's heart chuckle, so he hurriedly opened it and read it twice, but his face was gloomy.

"What a fucking coincidence!" Crumpled the letterhead into a ball and threw it into the stove, Li Jie slammed his fist on the table in annoyance............

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