The attack continued, and Abatai led thirty or forty thousand Manchurian cavalry to launch an unprecedented offensive in Xicheng, vowing to take down Zhendingfu.

Today's Xicheng city wall no longer exists, a team of cavalry stepping on broken bricks and tiles, constantly charging towards the broken wall, the cavalry on both sides is constantly radiating feather arrows, suppressing the musketeers of the Ming army at the head of the city, this is the way of wounding the enemy eight hundred, self-damage one thousand, is to suppress the Ming army's muskets.

In Abatai's opinion, as long as the three musket battalions in front of him are killed, without the musket battalion, there will be no more obstacles on the way to the cavalry's charge. Even Yue Le, who had not recovered from his injuries, went out again and launched an attack on the Ming army.

Again and again, the Manchurian cavalry rushed to the head of the city, and were stubbornly beaten down by the main force of the former town of Nanjing!

It's just that what Abatai doesn't know is that even if all the Ming troops of the three musket battalions are killed, as long as there are still people in the Ming army, they will pick up the muskets again, although the accuracy of the shooting is much worse than that of the professional musketeers, but this crosshairs are still on the feather arrows of the Manchurian elite cavalry, and even the range has not been reduced in the slightest, and the main force of Nanjing Qianzhen stationed in Xicheng has suffered heavy casualties, and similarly, the casualties of the Manchurian cavalry are much more serious than the Ming army!

At the most serious time, the Manchurian cavalry had even rushed into the city, and Zhong Yue, who was spitting fire in his eyes, took the cavalry of Nanjing Qianzhen and launched a counter-charge against the Manchurian cavalry from the city, and drove the Manchurian cavalry out with a fighting spirit that was not afraid of death.

Xicheng, now it is already full of corpses, the corpses of the Ming army, the corpses of Manchuria, one on top of the other, layer upon layer, the blood will be soaked in the scattered wall bricks, Yue Le has already returned to the city, the original injury on the right shoulder has not been good, and was slashed by Zhong Yue, drenched in blood, completely lost his combat power, as for Zhong Yue, it is not much better than Zhong Yue, in the countercharge just now, he was attacked by Yue Le with an arrow, and shot on the shoulder socket of his right shoulder, if it wasn't for Yue Le's right arm injury, he couldn't pull away the strong bow, This arrow, I am afraid that even Zhong Yue's shoulder bones have been nailed through, even so, Zhong Yue's arms can't be lifted, and the wolf's tooth arrows are smeared with poison, although it is not a poison that seals the throat with blood, but it also makes half of the body sore, and even consciousness begins to become blurred.

Zhong Yue felt that he couldn't support it anymore, so he turned over and fell off the warhorse.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency!"

Hou Yong, the deputy commander-in-chief, rushed over from the side, hugged Zhong Yue tightly, and shouted urgently.

"Lao Hou, I, I'm just afraid I won't be able to support it......"

Zhong Yue felt that the Venus in front of him was surging, and even Hou Yong couldn't see it clearly, and said in a low voice: "All the former towns of Nanjing are in your hands, you must defend Xicheng, send a letter to the Governor, and immediately send someone to reinforce Xicheng!" Fast! ”

Hou Yong was in a hurry, at this time, it was the most critical time of the war, once the general army fell, the entire Nanjing Qianzhen would collapse!

"Your Excellency, you must hold on! It's okay, it's okay, you have to hold on, grandma, come on, immediately ask the military doctor to treat the adult, quick, quickly ask the military doctor, carry the general soldier down to rest! ”

Hou Yong shouted.

"Slow!"

Zhong Yue shouted in a low voice: "No, right here, I must not retreat, come here, set up this official, stand in front of the handsome flag, I must not fall!" Even if you die, you can't fall! Lao Hou, immediately command the battle, and soon, the Manchurian Tartars will rush up again! ”

Zhong Yue supported himself, let people stand up and stand under the handsome flag, where could he stand, a few people behind him almost hugged Zhong Yue......

The Manchurian elite cavalry rushed up again, Hou Yong had to temporarily take over the front town of Nanjing, commanding the army to desperately resist the Manchurian cavalry in the charge, although Zhong Yue still "stands" under the handsome banner, but, for a long time can not get the military order of the adult, and do not see the adult charge into battle, the soldiers of the front town of Nanjing are naturally beginning to be a little suspicious, the rush is not as fierce as the original, the Manchurian cavalry rushed to the head of the city more and more troops, after all, the front town of Nanjing is insufficient, and it began to be a little unbearable.

At this critical moment, a force from afar came to reinforce it, and Qiu Qingquan, the deputy commander of the fourth town, led thousands of elite troops of the Heavenly Power Army to quickly rush over to help Nanjing Qianzhen finally repel the crazy attack of the Manchurian elite cavalry!

One day and another day passed, it was already completely dark, the Manchurian cavalry had to withdraw from the battle, Xicheng was finally saved, and Zhong Yue was finally taken down from the commander's banner.

At this time, Zhong Yue was already bleeding from his nostrils and the corners of his mouth, and no one knew how poisonous the poisonous arrow was, but for most of the day, Zhong Yue was stubbornly guarding under the handsome banner and refused to leave half a step.

Zhong Yue forcibly supported him for half a day, and the toxin had spread to his whole body, and he completely fell into a coma.

"Hou Yong! You, you're a dead man, at this time, you're still a good man? You've been kicked in the head by a donkey, right? Look at Lord Zhong's injuries, now most of his life has been thrown in! Y-How do you treat him? ”

Even Qiu Qingquan was angry, Zhong Yue was loyal, bold and uninhibited, and was deeply supported by the brothers, but now that he was unconscious, he was naturally a little anxious.

Hou Yong now has the mind to die, he is a dead man, can he forcibly carry the adult down for treatment, and he can't defend Xicheng alone? I'm just scared, I'm afraid that I won't be able to defend Xicheng, so I killed Lord Zhong......

"Okay, Lord Qiu, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and ask a doctor for treatment, if the military doctor can't do it, just invite the best doctor in Zhending Mansion, hurry, it's too late, Lord Zhong will really be cured......"

General Hu Jiuxing said urgently.

"Someone, someone, go to the city and find the best doctor, quick! Even if the doctor and his father die, you have to treat the adult first, and then go to the funeral! Go and get the doctors for me! ”

Hou Yong roared.

"Hou Yong, how is Zhong Yue?"

As soon as the soldiers went down to ask for a doctor, Sun Chuanting arrived in a hurry, and before he entered the room, he had already asked urgently.

Sun Chuanting was sweating profusely, and when he heard that Zhong Yue was injured in the afternoon, he just thought that the external injury of the sword was more serious, and he ordered the fourth town of Beicheng with the least pressure to rush to the aid of Xicheng, and at night, he learned that Zhong Yue was poisoned and was already unconscious.

Sun Chuanting was shocked, now is the most critical juncture, if Zhong Yue has an accident, it will undoubtedly be equivalent to cutting off one of his right-hand men!

(End of chapter)