Haisheng Mingdi

Chapter 285 Please enter the urn
"The Ming army doesn't want to attack Changzhou city?"

Kang Kala looked at the Ming army's posture, and couldn't help his heart beating wildly.Now there are only 800 people in the city, plus those hundreds of green battalion guards in the city who he has completely disappointed.

In a real fight, these green battalion soldiers may become hidden dangers instead.

He carefully looked around Wujin City, and when he saw the tall and solid brick wall, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although there are many Ming troops in such a big city, it is impossible to capture it in a short time. It is so close to Zhenjiang and Jiangning. , reinforcements will definitely arrive at any time, not to mention Suzhou is nearby.

As long as I don't go out and stay on the city, can they still fly in?
Kang Kara, who had just suffered a big loss, was suffering from bursts of pain from his wound, and he didn't care about his reputation as a warrior of the Eight Banners, so he kept a low profile for now.

He stood at the top of the city and observed carefully for a while, and found that the Ming army was under the city, and did not make any moves. It seemed that they had no intention of attacking the city, and it didn't even take long before they began to slowly retreat in batches.

"My lord, do you want to pursue?"

"I'm chasing you, chasing your mother." Kang Kara scolded the brainless prefect of Changzhou angrily, "This is obviously a trick of the Ming army. It is to lure us out of the city, and the ambush has already been laid outside."

The magistrate who was scolded thought to himself, aren't you Manchurian soldiers very powerful? The Ming army outside is less than [-]. If you rush out, they won't collapse immediately?
Those who were scolded were secretly annoyed, it turns out that you soldiers of the Eight Banners are just good at talking.

Although Changzhou Prefecture in the Ming Dynasty was not as good as Susong, it surpassed Jiahu and ranked third among the prefectures around Taihu Lake. It had five counties under its jurisdiction, of which Wujin County was attached to Guofu City, adjacent to the canal, and the city was ten miles around.

However, in Changzhou, the largest city is Wuxi. As early as the Yuan Dynasty, it was covered with brick walls.

Wuxi County even ranks second among the five prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River, surpassing the prefecture of Songhu Jiachang and second only to Suzhou.

The Taihu Lake area was once known as the Granary of the South of the Yangtze River. However, since the middle of the Ming Dynasty, the handicraft industry in the south of the Yangtze River has developed, and a large number of mulberry, cotton, silkworm and weaving are grown. The Taihu Lake area is an important place for grain transportation to the north. A large amount of grain is transported to Nanjing through the canal every year. and Beijing.This made Su Song unable to be self-sufficient in food, and had to rely on food input from Huguang and Jiangxi.

It can be said that the canal is a lifeline in the Taihu Lake area. Once the canal is blocked and the navigation is stopped, the entire Jiangnan provinces around the Taihu Lake will be shut down. Not only the handicraft manufacturing industry will be greatly affected, materials will not be able to enter and exit, and goods will not be able to be transported out. Still no food supply.

But now, Kangkala is trapped in Changzhou Fucheng, watching the Ming army block the canal outside.

Not far away, near Wuxi.

After the Ming army captured the [-] green battalions from Suzhou, they began to drag the nets against the remaining [-] Qing troops. Relying on the vertical and horizontal water nets, Caobiao, Zhongsuying, Shizhong Town, Jiangsu Dubiao, Fuzhou, etc. People from various groups such as Biao and Dao Biao, and even many volunteer township groups, all came.

Every river, every patch of reeds, every patch of rice field, may be ambushing soldiers and horses.

Cold arrows everywhere.

There are even cold guns.

In the end, after losing hundreds of troops along the way, the three Alima brothers finally saw the incomparably tall Wuxi City, the second largest city among the five prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River. Although it was only a county town, it was eighteen miles around.

Seeing it, I finally felt at ease.

Alima took the lead and led the remaining [-] people to rush to the city.

The gates are open.

The green battalion guarding the gate didn't dare to stop them, and let them rush in.

After they filed into the city, the city gate behind them was slowly closed.

Alima didn't know it, and he went straight to the county government at this time.

Then, Alima gradually felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't help but rein in the horse.

Behind him, Yiqiqi stopped.

The streets were empty and eerily silent.

"Brother, where are the people in Wuxi?" asked the second child, Suo Nidai.

Rough voices echoed in the street.

The streets were deserted, and the silence was like a ghost town.

The doors of the shops were closed, and even the windows were closed.

An extremely bad feeling welled up in his heart, and Alima clamped two spears under his left and right armpits, "Back!"

Suddenly, there was a voice.

But it came from behind.

"Zuo Ling, the street behind is blocked, refuse to ride!"

Another figure appeared at the street in front of here, and quickly put on the counter horse.

Followed by earth bags, wood, etc., completely blocking the street.

"ambush!"

"Get out of the city!" Alima roared, turning his horse's head and carrying his spears, and galloped away.

Many people suddenly appeared on the upper floors and on the roofs of the shops on the street. They held bows and guns, and some people raised spears and javelins, and attacked them condescendingly.

This is an ambush.

Wuxi City had already been taken down by Shizhong camp as early as last night. There were Ming army spies lurking in the city, and there were many common people and gentry who were interested in Ming Dynasty secretly supporting them.

Although Wuxi is a large city, it is only a county after all, and there are very few Qing troops stationed there, so it is easy to win.

The panic-stricken Alima and the others didn't know that this was a trap waiting to be set.

At this moment, for him who was in the trap, it was already more difficult than climbing to the sky if he wanted to get out.

Upstairs, someone poured boiling hot golden juice from the window.

Someone was pouring hot oil in another window.

Screaming again and again.

Four hundred defeated soldiers, although they were wearing armor and armor, could ride horses on this narrow street, making it difficult to maneuver, blocked in front and back, and had no way to escape.

Alima was hit by several arrows, rolled off the horse in a frenzy, and kicked a street shop, but the shop's facade was closed with pieces of wood, and there were two or three large wooden bars bolted to it, but he wanted to kick it open. very difficult.

Seeing this, his two brothers hurried to join in.

More than a dozen Qing soldiers wearing armor and holding the bows and arrows above them recklessly slammed into a shop, and finally knocked open a shop, but in the narrow shop, there was still a group of Ming soldiers hiding. They carried shields and spears. Waiting there seems to have already calculated all of this.

The two sides yelled and bumped into each other.

Alima was very fierce, and he couldn't use his spears in a narrow space, so he abandoned his spears, took a shield in one hand and an axe in one hand, and chopped down one in three or two strokes, and cut down three or four people in a blink of an eye.

After a bloody battle, a group of Ming soldiers in the house were all cut down by them, bleeding all over the place.

Alima took the lead and rushed to the back of the shop, trying to kill a way.

The sound of shouting and killing continued.

Alima had just found the back door, but more Ming troops had already arrived there.

There was a burst of gunshots.

Before Alima fell down, he muttered, "Three-eyed blunderbuss!"

This is a backward firearm commonly used by the Ming army in Liaodong. It is named after it has three barrels. It is far behind the shotgun and is extremely rough. It can also be used as a mace.

But just a few steps away, they were sprayed by a row of three-eyed guns.

Although Alima was wearing two layers of armor, he was beaten until his body was spattered with blood, screaming and unwilling to fall down.

After the first row of three-eyed guns had been bombarded, the second row came up to bombard again.

After the third row finished blasting, those in the first row had re-ignited the second gun barrel.

After more than a dozen rounds of bangs, gunpowder smoke filled the air and was extremely choking.

A group of spearmen, shouting with spears in hand, rushed in from behind the shop and blocked the opening.

Alima opened his eyes angrily, full of unwillingness, but he could only lie on the ground and let the Ming army trample on him.

An hour later.

The shouting and killing gradually stopped.

The streets were full of blood and blood. The Ming army cut off the heads of the Tartars with knives, stripped off their armor, took away their bows and knives, and even the corpses of dead war horses. ·······

(End of this chapter)