Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 410
Shuyang City is vulnerable.

Although Zhuma La didn't say he took the lead, he was also in the vanguard position. He was quite excited to enter the city so smoothly.

Boom——

Suddenly, a loud noise sounded behind him, and Zhuma La was taken aback.

He slightly slowed down his horse, looked back, and was instantly terrified:

"Thousand catties—"

"Small Shuyang City, how could there be such a thing?"

I saw a huge wooden door that was thick and covered with iron sheet falling from top to bottom, kicking up huge dust and making a deafening sound, crushing several people to death in an instant.

On the ground, there were blood and flesh flying everywhere, which was extremely tragic.

Although it is not a tight fit with the ground, it is also comprehensive without many loopholes.

No wonder he was so surprised.

The so-called jack gate, as the name suggests, is a gate made of solid wood wrapped in iron sheets, which can only be pulled up by dozens of people pushing the winch.

In other words, the gate is solid from the inside to the outside, and it is wrapped with iron sheets of different thicknesses and densely packed with rivets, weighing several thousand catties.

No matter in terms of manufacturing cost or manpower, it can only be found in important cities such as Chengguan, such as Nanjing, Beijing, or Shanhaiguan.

In peacetime, even the provincial capital may not have one. Who would have thought that there would be one in the small city of Shuyang?

"Ah, Zhang Jing, what should I do?"

The leader Niu Lu's face turned pale, and his majestic body was suddenly hit by an arrow, but the heavy armor on his body prevented it, and it was just hung on the clothes as a decoration.

"At least half of the people are outside the city!"

Zhuma La gritted his teeth, his face flushed, he looked ahead, and countless arrows rained on him.

On the streets, rooftops, inner city, and a large number of parapets, many Ming soldiers fought with great morale.

"Crash-"

Suddenly, a large amount of scalding stench poured down, and a certain man covered in iron armor was hit instantly, and pustules bulged on his face instantly.

"what--"

Many people couldn't stop falling off their horses and were trampled on.

"Golden juice, golden juice—"

The miserable voice kept shouting, gathering shouts in Manchu, which made Zhumala feel cold all over:

"Smart people are insidious——"

As he spoke, he raised his head and shouted: "If you fight with dignity, you know how to play tricks like this!"

After venting, Zhuma La gritted her teeth with a gloomy face, her eyes wandered, constantly looking for life.

Although he understood that the tragic fate of these people was already doomed after the impossibly heavy gate fell.

However, he was dissatisfied.

"Forward, forward, only forward—"

There are enemy troops on both sides, and there is no retreat in the rear. Although the front is difficult and dangerous, a narrow escape is also an opportunity.

After a moment of panic, the elite of the Eight Banners, who had been through battles for a long time, gathered together fiercely, formed a sharp arrow, and charged forward at an accelerated speed.

Rejecting horses, sandbags, and rubble are not enough to stop the Eight Banners from surviving.

But at a high place, Bai Wang saw the panic-stricken Qing soldiers who quickly formed a formation, and couldn't help sighing: "No wonder they can enter the customs, the elite of the Eight Banners are really extraordinary."

Zhao Guangyuan echoed, "Such quick and decisive, I'm afraid only Jingying can do it!"

"The Beijing camp is trained, and they are played."

Bai Wang looked down, eyes full of jealousy, and said softly: "Li Zicheng is in the middle of nowhere, and his defeat is not unfair."

"By the way, why not stop them all?"

As they spoke, the two of them couldn't help but turned their heads and looked at the young man beside him.

He was wearing armor, his hair was tied up, his face was cut with a knife, his eyebrows were sword-shaped, and his lips were dry. He must have not drank water for a long time. He was holding the knife tightly in his right hand, full of heroic spirit.

The whole body is full of ability and spirit.

Hearing this, Li Dingguo said, "Shuyang City is too small to accommodate too many people."

"Closing the door and beating the dogs, if there are too many dogs, wouldn't they be bitten back?"

Gao Yigong's face was full of excitement: "Who would have thought of the Qianjin gate? Who could do it?"

"The key is the strategy of luring soldiers, the strategy of arrogant soldiers, how well used!"

Zhao Guangyuan nodded and said approvingly: "The Qing army is arrogant and aggressive. With this strategy, it has already been caught in the net."

Li Dingguo was calm. He watched the Qing army's dying struggle with cold eyes, and said: "This kind of strategy can only be used once. Killing more than two thousand people is already an extraordinary performance."

"But getting these war horses is the biggest gain."

The Qing army charged forward crazily, generally resisting attacks from both sides, while constantly moving forward, rushing to the land of hope.

The cavalry were in the city, but at this moment they seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, their footsteps became slower and slower, and their casualties increased.

Seeing the heavy casualties among the disciples in the banner, Zhumala's eyes turned red in an instant, and she felt extremely remorseful.

The Ming army was so treacherous that he was fooled!
After an unknown amount of time, the army finally saw another city gate.

Unexpectedly, the door opened wide——

"Run, run away—"

In the almost hopeless land, suddenly seeing life, many people rushed forward in a swarm, trampling and hitting, causing countless deaths and injuries by their own people.

Zhuma La felt something was wrong at first, and wanted to stop him, but the exhausted and red-eyed soldiers couldn't hear him at all.

Simply, he also left the city gate under the protection of his own soldiers.

Many soldiers wanted to flee for their lives, but they could only let their teammates be killed without doing anything.

As a result, what they faced was not a smooth road, but a huge trench.

The trench, which is several feet wide and several feet deep, surrounds the entire city gate, forming a semi-arc, if it is a big mouth that eats people.

Desperate, facing desperation again.

And Zhuma La looked back, except for a few personal soldiers around him, the rest of the cavalry was only two or three hundred people.

"Damn it, we're being led by the nose—"

Zhuma La woke up instantly, her face flushed red with anger.

"Run away, why don't you run away?"

Gao Yigong saw the Qing soldiers in such a state of distress, he couldn't help laughing loudly: "I saw you arrogant in a rock, why are you like a castrated dog today?"

At this time, it seemed that the Qing soldiers who had been on the way were dealt with. Thousands of Ming soldiers, armed with long spears and shields, slowly walked out of the city gate.

Facing the siege again, Zhuma La looked gloomy and remained silent.

Even Gao Yigong's provocation fell on deaf ears.

"Prepare--"

Zhuma La wiped the blood from her face, showing her last stubborn expression: "The Manchu warriors who have never been captured—"

As a result, the two hundred or so people actually made the final charge.

"How daring—"

Li Dingguo's complexion changed slightly, and he said, "The Manqing relied on this kind of courage to take down half of Ming Dynasty abruptly."

"If our soldiers and horses have such courage, how can we be invincible?"

"Won--"

Bai Wang squinted his eyes, looked at the desperate cavalry, and grinned.

I saw that the long spearmen on the fence immediately retreated to the two sides, and more than a hundred crossbowmen kneeled down and shot three times, and hundreds of crossbow arrows shot straight out.

After a while, I saw a mess all over the floor.

(End of this chapter)