I don't know how many pots of asphalt have been poured down, and the Qing army officer threw torches a few more times. He walked over to a buttress again. More and more ladders hit the edge of the wall, and the arrows of the Ming army were still flying towards the city wall all the time.

From time to time, when someone was hit by an arrow, many of the auxiliaries looked panicked, and kept looking left and right as they walked forward with stones, for fear that a rocket would suddenly fall from the sky and hit them. But there were also a few people who were irritated by the blood and shouts, and attacked the Ming soldiers who tried to climb the city walls. The Qing recruits were inexperienced, and they often did not attack immediately after leaving the cover of the battlements, but spent too much time searching for targets, only to be hit by the Ming shooters below the city.

The officers did not have time to correct the mistakes of the unarmored soldiers, they lacked protection, so such mistakes were also more fatal, and could lead them to lose their lives in one fell swoop. The officers knew that only a very small number of unarmored soldiers who showed bravery would survive the war. However, as long as they survive, they will be rewarded, they will be valued by the officers, and they will be added to the officers' troops, and the experience gained by the soldiers through the guò war will make it easier for them to survive the next war.

But now, these soldiers are nothing more than cannon fodder. The governor of Sichuan and Shaanxi has not sent reinforcements here, so it is imperative to do everything possible to prevent the Ming army from climbing the city wall. The officer glanced at the battlement, and there was a ladder on the left and right that poked out of the top of the city wall, and they were shaking violently, indicating that the climbing Ming army was very close to the city.

These Ming soldiers were obviously experienced, they were very stable when they climbed, and they were able to free up a hand-held shield to protect themselves. It is difficult to effectively hit the target by throwing wood and stone aimlessly, and it is better to pour asphalt, which can not only severely damage the enemy in front of you, but also ignite the ladder and prevent the Ming army from continuing to use it.

In the blink of an eye, the officer identified the next target. This ladder shook even more, either the Ming army above was closer to the top, or there were more people above.

"Hurry up!" The Qing officer pointed to the battlement, urging a few soldiers who hurriedly ran over with asphalt pots. Another bucket of asphalt was poured down. The officer expertly reached out of the wall, and years of combat experience had given him the best chance of igniting the ladder - the same maneuver he had done so many times, pausing and then letting go to make sure the torch fell straight down.

At the moment when he was about to let go of his hand, the officer seemed to see a white light streak through it, peeking out from under the battlement......

Yi Hou bit the steel knife in his mouth, just now he held the shield in one hand and the ladder in the other hand to climb in front, every time a wood and stone fell on his head, he would immediately move forward against the wall, and quickly tilt the shield back. Most of the stones were thrown inaccurately, so after unloading some of the force, the stones that collided with his shield never managed to knock Yi Hou off the ladder.

That is, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he could help up the battlements of Chongqing's city wall, and at this time, Yi Hou saw that suddenly a piece of black oil was poured from his head.

"Block!" Yi Hou screamed silently in his heart, and used his shield to protect his face with all his might, but the hot asphalt poured in front of him still splashed on his body, and suddenly his clothes smelled of burnt smell in many places. The rest of the place was fine, but a large stream of asphalt spilled and just splashed on Yi Hou's left thigh and the left arm holding the ladder, and these muscles shook uncontrollably, and he lost his balance when his feet were empty.

"Not good." Yi Hou felt as if he was leaving the ladder, he subconsciously threw away the shield in his right hand, and grabbed the ladder with all his strength, wanting to hang himself on the ladder. His right hand slammed into the edge of the ladder, and only then did the sharp pain completely reach his mind, and Yi Hou felt his whole body tremble unobediently. His left arm and left leg were dangling in the air, and the pain was uncontrollable, and the weight of his whole body was hanging on his right arm.

Although tears were about to burst out, Yi Hou still clenched the steel knife desperately. If he loses his weapon, then he will only be slaughtered on the wall. There was only one line away from the battlement, but Yi Hou could only watch but couldn't climb up. Yi Hou's companions behind him blocked most of the asphalt, and they were not equally badly injured, but if Yi Hou couldn't climb up, then they couldn't move forward.

"I can go up," Yi Hou's teeth almost crushed on the back of the knife, and his right hand grabbed the edge of the ladder with all his strength to prevent himself from falling, and at the same time tried his best to regain control of the left half of his body: "I still have to follow General Liu to drive Tartar out of the gate, how can I die here?" ”

"I won't die here......" Yi Hou desperately moved the left half of his body that had been hit hard, cheering himself up, and he must jump onto the city in the next moment.

At this moment, Yi Hou saw a torch poking out, over the top of his head, and the hand holding the torch hung over his head and stopped.

Time seemed to stand still, and Yi Hou knew that the next moment this hand would be released, and he threw the torch on the asphalt-stained ladder.

He released his right hand gripping the edge of the ladder, and at the same time his right arm retracted at full speed, and when his hand grabbed the hilt, Yi Hou spit out the knife in his mouth.

"Ahh

As he fell out of the ladder, Yi Hou confirmed that he had hit his target, and the hand that poked out of the battlement and the torch it was holding flew away from the walls of Chongqing with Yi Hou. The top of the wall was rapidly moving away, and Yi Hou and his companions on the ladder behind him staggered, and as he quickly approached the ground, the Ming soldiers began to climb up again.

Yi Hou's body was lying flat in the air, and his right arm stretched out into the sky with all his might.

"Is there nothing I can hold onto?" This was the last thought that flashed before the earth caught Yi Hou.

……

The Qing officer who walked to the battlement and threw the torch let out a terrible scream, and his right hand was gone. The officer clutched his wrist-length severed limb with his left hand and cried out and retreated to the inner wall. Blood spurted from his wrist into the air, spilling onto the ground in front of him. The life of the Qing army officer also surged out with the fountain of blood, his knees weakened, he fell to the ground, his head bowed forward and drooped to the ground: "Your Excellency the Governor said that when Sichuan is pacified, he will ask for retirement on our behalf and let us live a peaceful life......"

The Qing officer, who fell to his knees, became more limp, and finally fell to the ground on one side. His right wrist was still bleeding, and with each heartbeat more blood spurting out of the wound, the rhythm became slower and slower, and the blood squeezed out with each stroke became less and less, and finally stopped.

In front of the Qing officers who fell to the ground, the first Ming soldiers jumped onto the head of Chongqing.

……

"It's just Liu Tichun and Dang Shousu, and it's only the first day, and they actually let them go to the top of the city." Li Guoying's face became very ugly. He was not averse to a war of attrition, and only a fierce battle could quickly deplete the strength of the Ming army. However, it was unexpectedly that the Ming army was advancing so quickly, and now that hand-to-hand combat on the city walls had begun, the soldiers of the Qing army had begun to wear down rapidly. “

"Your Excellency the Doge." Sun Sike shouted eagerly at Li Guoying.

Li Guoying shook his head slowly but firmly: "It's not time for you to go up yet." Yuan Zongdi and Li Laiheng haven't moved yet. ”

In addition to the reserve of 5,000 armor soldiers, the other Qing army armor soldiers were relatively evenly deployed on each city tower. Li Guoying was originally afraid that the Qing army's strong defense would make the Ming army lose the ability to attack, but now it turns out that he greatly underestimated the strength of the Kuidong army.

The governor of Sichuan and Shaanxi issued a banner for reinforcements from the Qing troops on the nearby city walls, and sent men to several other non-fighting towers to reinforce the attacked sites.

Qing reinforcements quickly arrived from both sides, using the narrow walls to keep the Ming army in Shangcheng within a small range. When reinforcements from other towers arrived one after another, Liu Tichun's hope of opening a breakthrough in one fell swoop and capturing a Chongqing city gate came to naught.

"Are the Tartars in the city already so vulnerable?" When Yuan Zongdi arrived near the battlefield, he looked at the red flags flying on the city wall of Chongqing in surprise. Although it seems that the captured section of the city wall is too narrow, and it is not too early to continue to expand the results of the battle, this is only the first strong attack, and the Ming army has attacked the city head smoothly. Until this time, the Qing troops stationed outside the city were still pressed into the camp by the party guards, and they could not interfere with Liu Tichun's attack on the city wall at all: "If I attack with them, will this Chongqing fall in one go?" ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Seeing that the subordinates who climbed the city wall fought hard for a long time and couldn't get closer to the direction of the city tower, Liu Tichun had to admit defeat.

After hearing the sound of gold, the Ming army, which had already climbed the city wall, turned to the defense and began to hang the wounded companions from the city wall. The Qing army did not press too hard, and when the last few Ming soldiers jumped out of the city wall and slid down the ladder, Liu Tichun ordered the troops to be collected and returned to the camp.

"Fight again tomorrow!"

Liu Tichun's soldiers shouted neatly to Chongqing. On the way back to the camp, Liu Tichun inquired about the situation in the city, and as he guessed, the Ming soldiers who arrived in the city also saw the enemy soldiers who rushed to reinforce in twos and threes, some of them first and some later, most of them were drawn from several other city towers.

"Li Guoying doesn't have many soldiers in his hands. If he attacks in an all-out way, then he will not be able to tear down the east wall and make up the west wall like today, and there will always be a place to break the city. Liu Tichun didn't care about the interest of the blasting team, Chongqing city walls are full of rocks, it is difficult to excavate, not only does it take a long time to prepare the blasting truck, but it is not easy to push to the edge of the rugged Chongqing city: "Go and talk to Little Tiger and Brother Yuan, everyone rest for a day or two, plan well, and then attack and take Chongqing in one go." ”