When Li Laiheng stormed Tongyuanmen, Yuan Zongdi also launched a strong attack on Dingyuanmen.

Dingyuan Gate is located in the north of Tongyuan Gate, not far from the Jialing River, and the Chongqing City Wall has a corner here in the Dingyuan Gate Tower, which is very suitable for Yuan Zongdi to launch an offensive force.

Yuan Zongdi did not have the Hanyang-made single crossbow machine that Li Laiheng and Deng Ming had, but the Wanxian army also had their siege methods. Many of Yuan Zongdi's men were Dachang people from the Little Three Gorges, and they were the first-class mountain infantry in the Kuidong Army. When moving to Wanxian, Yuan Zongdi basically emptied Dachang, these Dachang people followed Yuan Zongdi for the longest time, and were most trusted by Yuan Zongdi, and almost all of them became soldiers after arriving in Wanxian.

As early as a few years ago, when Deng Ming went to Dachang to meet Yuan Zongdi for the first time, he had seen the Dachang people walking on the cliffs such as Guanyin Rock and Shuangyingping in the Little Three Gorges. It's just that as Deng Ming became more and more aware of the rules of this era, he finally died of this heart, and no one could arbitrarily cut off the chain of loyalty that had been established - Deng Ming's request was difficult for a strong man, not only Yuan Zongdi was unwilling, but even Dachangbing himself was unwilling to turn his back on the old master and be poked in the back.

As the drums of the attack sounded, the officers and soldiers of the Wanxian Army rushed to the city wall in batches. When the feint attack just now, the Ming army took the Dachang people as the vanguard, and their movements on the city wall were quite agile, although they were subjected to similar defensive means to Tongyuanmen, but their casualties were much less than Li Laiheng's soldiers.

Many of the people under Yuan Zongdi who participated in the general attack carried rifles, which was originally a climbing tool when they climbed the mountain, and Yuan Zongdi changed it when he was stationed in Dachang and turned it into a special weapon of the Dachang army. After moving to Wanxian, Chengdu's support continued to arrive, and Yuan Zongdi had the capital to manufacture a large number of this kind of scratching guns of his own design. It looks like an enlarged version of a tickling spoon, with three curved claws on its head similar to an eagle's talon. When climbing cliffs, these iron claws can hook into small rock crevices. After Yuan Zongdi's transformation, the inside of several minions was sharpened, and the claws were as sharp as the tips of daggers.

Liu Wei, the general manager of the Shanxi Green Battalion, stood on the city wall close to the Dingyuan Gate Tower, and he saw that when the Ming army climbed the ladder, he held a shield in one hand and a long pole and scratched a gun in the other, and these people climbed fast, as if they were running on a ladder.

"It's all mountain people......" Liu Wei came to the conclusion almost immediately. When he was in Taihang Mountain, he had also seen the agility of the mountaineers there, and the dangling ladder seemed to them as if it were a solid staircase.

The density of the Wanxian army on the ladder was not as high as that of the Jiangling army, but the Qing army officers at Dingyuanmen did not dare to take it lightly. After seeing the other party's agile skills, Liu Wei's heart was heavy, don't look at the Ming army's ladder, there don't seem to be a few people, but as long as the gap is opened, a large group of Ming soldiers can run up to the city in a blink of an eye.

Rolling wood, rocks, boiling oil, asphalt, Liu Wei did not hesitate to command his subordinates around him to fight the weapons that could be used to the city, during which Liu Wei was also mixed between his subordinates again and again, probing out to observe the battle situation. Not far from Liu Wei, when he saw a pot of asphalt pouring down a ladder, several Ming soldiers on the ladder almost at the same moment when the Qing army threw torches, claws and guns came out, and they didn't have to jump off the ladder to escape, but jumped directly onto the two ladders next to them.

"Are you all monkeys in the mountains?" Liu Wei was dumbfounded. Fortunately, the Ming army did not always have this kind of luck and such a good response, especially the sniping of the Qing army from the shooting hole, which was as effective as the Tongyuan Gate. The Ming army could not dodge the bows and arrows flying out at close range, and the Ming troops who were hit fell one after another, but at this time, some people could still use the kind of guns with claws to save their lives - it was obviously a smooth Chongqing city wall, but the Ming army's claw guns could always hold on tightly.

Yuan Zongdi, who was watching the battle from a distance, felt a pain in his heart every time he saw an old Dachang department landing, not only because they had been with him for many years, but also because he knew that it would be difficult to replenish the loss of this kind of soldier. The ancestors of the Dachang people walked on the cliffs of the Little Three Gorges for generations, searched for and dug brine springs on the cliffs, carried firewood and brine to and from the top of the mountain and the Daning River, and when they died, they would also be buried in the caves of the cliffs with hanging coffins by their descendants. When Deng Ming praised Yuan Zongdi's subordinates for their agility in Dachang, Yuan Zongdi once joked: Dachang people learn to climb mountains before they learn to walk.

The auxiliaries of the Wanxian army were waiting near the city wall, and after someone was injured and fell, the wounded would be immediately sent to the rear of the battle by the auxiliaries for treatment. This kind of natural mountain warrior is difficult to cultivate by daily training, Yuan Zongdi has been called the number one in the Kuidong army since he guarded Wanxian, he prepared a lot of herbs and bandages in advance, just to save the lives of the wounded as much as possible.

However, the progress of the Ming army still made Yuan Zongdi satisfied, and the Qing army had begun to defend with all its strength due to the pressure of the Ming army, and the Qing army's defensive means and firepower positions were also discovered.

The Ming army kept shooting rockets, and taking advantage of a gap, Liu Wei approached again to check the Ming army's offensive. Suddenly, there was wind in his ears, Liu Wei instinctively turned his head, and saw a black shadow passing by him, which turned out to be a gun that stabbed up. Liu Wei was taken aback, knowing that the vanguard of the Ming army was already very close to the wall battlement, and was holding a shield there and trying to climb up. The Qing soldiers gathered at the wall were striking their shields with all their weapons, preventing them from taking a step forward, and it was normal for some cold guns to stab from under the shields.

The Qing soldiers next to Liu Wei also avoided the other side at the same time, it seemed that the Ming army's stab was missed, but when the black shadow fell, it seemed to rotate slightly, and before Liu Wei had time to congratulate his quick reaction, the drawn scratching gun hooked the green battalion soldier beside Liu Wei.

Two of the three iron hooks like eagle talons were embedded in the shoulders of the Green Battalion soldier, and the Qing soldier was startled, and then reached out to pull out the iron hook, but the barrel of the gun jerked back, and in a moment pulled the soldier's feet off the ground, as if to drag him out of the city wall.

Liu Wei and a person behind him reached out at the same time and grabbed the jacket of the soldier who had been hooked, and he felt a strong force coming from his arm, dragging him forward as well, as if more than one person under the shield was pulling the barrel of a gun. Liu Wei had to stretch out one foot and peal on the wall buttress to stop castration.

At this moment, the Qing soldier who was being held suddenly let out a scream, and the tip of the scratching gun pierced his cotton armor, pressing the armor into his muscles. The barrel of the gun swayed, and the Ming soldier who was dragging it obviously realized that he had captured the prey, so he hung his feet on the ladder and swayed from side to side to intensify the fall.

The Qing soldier had already dropped his weapons and shields, clutching the barrel of his gun in both hands, but still could not prevent the tip of his claw from continuing to pierce the muscles on the back of his shoulder, and the Qing soldier let out a terrifying scream, but no matter how hard he writhed, the iron hook could only go deeper from his back to his lungs.

At Liu Wei's feet, there was a sudden shout, this was an archer who had just finished shooting, and after shooting down another Ming soldier, suddenly a scratching gun poked through the hole, and a spin hooked the Qing soldier's cheek.

When he scratched the gun and withdrew it, the Qing army shooter was also taken to the hole, and after he crashed into it, the originally small hole was suddenly stuffed by the Qing army shooter. Liu Wei didn't care about rescuing the armored soldier before, and hurriedly let go of his hand to drag the archer who blocked the shooting hole, after the archer was dragged out of the hole, half of his face had disappeared, and the gums were dragged out of the skull, and the teeth and tongue on it were gone.

"Keep shooting." Liu Wei forcibly suppressed the nausea in his chest, turned around and didn't look at the torn face, and asked the two unarmored soldiers to throw the corpse down the city, the armored soldier who had been hooked earlier had already choked his breath, and the iron hook pierced his lungs, and when the blood poured in, he lost the ability to breathe.

The Qing soldiers who dragged him let go of their hands one after another, and the body was slowly suspended in the air, and then turned out of the city wall.

When the Qing army continued to throw stones downward, hooks struck from below from time to time, and once they bit the Qing army, they would never let go. Another Qing soldier was hooked by a rifle in the arm, and in the hoarse shouts of this Qing soldier, the iron hook slowly embedded in his upper arm muscles, cut his tendons, and finally ripped his arm from his body and went down the city.

Looking at the soldier who had fainted in pain, Liu Wei involuntarily took a step back, not planning to go to the wall to observe the enemy situation anymore. Compared to the soldiers of the Green Battalion, those who were hooked by the neck could be called lucky, and the iron hook tore off their cervical vertebrae and esophagus in the blink of an eye, and died almost as quickly as being stabbed by a gun.

"Next time someone is hooked...... Liu Wei suddenly thought that he couldn't be so cheap against the Ming army's opponent, and he hurriedly explained to his subordinates the idea he had just come up with: that is, next time, he should hold on to the corpse tightly, and then let go together, maybe he could smash a few Ming troops, and then it would be an exchange.

When Liu Wei was halfway through speaking, there was another terrible cry for help from the shooting hole, and this time the scratching gun that suddenly came in hooked the arm of a shooter who couldn't dodge, and in a blink of an eye, it was entangled with the sleeves, blood vessels, and muscles on his arm, and dragged the person towards the entrance of the cave without saying anything.

"Can't block the hole!" Liu Wei shouted, flew up and grabbed the other arm of the archer, there were already several shooting holes blocked by the corpses of the Qing soldiers, and they didn't know what heavy objects the Ming army had loaded under them, and the shooting holes that could only barely stuff their heads into them were swallowed all the way to the shoulders, and no matter how hard the Qing soldiers above tried, they could no longer drag out the bloody corpses - this greatly affected the firepower around Dingyuan Gate.

When Liu Wei and the Ming army outside the wall were tug-of-war, the arm of this Qing army archer had been dragged into the hole.

"Ahh......h Piece...... Pain...... Fast! ”