The Ming Dynasty began from Sarhu

Chapter 91: Raising the Flag for You
"Hurry up and fire! Fire hard! Open the shield formation, and the master will raise the flag for you!"

Shenyang North Gate.

Manggurtai, leader of the Zhenglan Banner, was surrounded by a group of white-armored soldiers as he walked through the Yangma City, where corpses were strewn all over the ground, and hurried towards the north gate.

Between the moat and the city wall, there are a tangle of deer feet.

Some of the injured but not dead white-pole soldiers, their bodies covered in blood, were half-leaning in front of the protruding deer feet, with their heads drooping, and they raised the short crossbows in their hands unsteadily, pointing them at the white-armored soldiers walking towards them.

Due to their serious injuries, the poison arrows of the white-spear soldiers were completely inaccurate. Even if they hit the target, they did not harm the white-armored soldiers. They were quickly killed one by one by the white-armored soldiers who rushed up.

Manggurtai, who was walking in front, turned back suddenly and found that there were two poison arrows stuck in his mail. He did not bother to pull out the arrows and roared at the white-armored soldiers who were still killing:

"You little bastard! Hurry and leave! Ignore the southern barbarians on the ground for now. Go up to the top of the city and use your cannons to blast through their shield formation."

He looked at these white-armored soldiers with hatred, knowing that they were venting their anger. These southern barbarians in front of them had killed many of them.

"The Khan has ordered that our Zhenglan Banner will lead the attack next. If we still cannot defeat this group of white-pole soldiers, you will be the ones to be beheaded!"

The white-armored soldier quickly put away his heavy sword and quickly followed his master.

Behind them, thousands of corpses covered both sides of the moat, extending from Yangma City to the main city gate.

Manggurtai was breathing heavily as he walked through the corridor which was also piled with corpses. He accidentally saw Goshiha, the most elite soldier in their flag, lying there.

There was a broken white spear stuck in Goshiha's body, and one of his ears had been bitten off.

Manggurtai frowned, but did not stop and continued walking towards the city wall.

When he arrived at the city wall, the corpses of the White-Pole Soldiers and the Later Jin Soldiers almost blocked the steps. Manggurtai had no place to step and had to move forward by stepping on the corpses.

Many soldiers stabbed each other with spears, fought each other, and died together.

Half an hour ago, the Zhenglan Banner lost more than 500 warriors on this section of the city wall.

It’s hard to imagine that this happened with the help of an insider.

If the Zhenghong Banner had not entered from the west and south gates and attacked the Baigan soldiers from behind, Manggurtai estimated that at least 4,000 men would have died if he had captured the north gate.

The blood flowed down the steps, forming a bloody stream, which gradually dried up into dark red lumps, as if the red devil from hell was devouring the living creatures on this land.

Manggurtai's boots were soaked with blood, making it very uncomfortable for him to walk.

But now is not the time to worry about that.

He stood on the steps and looked toward the north.

Two hundred paces from the city wall, the four thousand white-pole soldiers who had retreated to the other side of the river formed a massive shield formation. The shield formation was as immovable as a mountain, and a layer of Later Jin soldiers' corpses piled outside.

A hundred steps away from the shield formation.

In front of the golden dragon banner of the Khan of the Later Jin Dynasty, a row of Zhenyi armored soldiers with yellow flags were kneeling. They had just failed in their charge, and also dispersed the white armored soldiers who were supporting the formation from behind.

A group of Bayalas, carrying heavy executioner swords, walked towards the defeated soldiers.

After the defeat of the Bordered Yellow Banner, the next was the Plain Blue Banner, and together with the previously defeated Plain Red Banner, this was the third attack by the Later Jin army.

Manggurtai had just witnessed the entire process of the Bordered Yellow Banner being defeated by the enemy, and he still felt frightened.

This group of white-pole soldiers was very fierce, similar to the one in Kaiyuan City, but their strength was almost ten times that of the latter.

They were armed with short crossbows and short arrows, which were poisoned.

Yesterday, they shot to death more than 500 unarmored Baoyi with poisoned arrows.

The Bordered Yellow Banner first sent out archers to shoot with heavy arrows, but found that bows and arrows were useless against the White Spear Soldiers.

They wore two layers of armor, in addition to rattan armor and iron armor, they also used long shields to cover their bodies.

Then Jiala'ezhen ordered the Zhenyi warriors to charge into the battle formation. The Baigan soldiers met them head-on and stabbed them with their spears. The iron armor on the Zhenyi warriors could not withstand the stabbing of the spears.

These soldiers were not prepared to exchange their lives for others', and were quickly defeated under the attack of the White-Pole Soldiers. Their rout also affected several other flags, which angered the Later Jin Khan, who ordered the beheading of the first five Niulu Ezhen who were defeated.

The last to fight were the Death Soldiers and Bayala. They wore two layers of heavy armor and used long shields to push back the White Spear Soldiers.

The result was the same as before Kaiyuan City. The white-armored soldiers and the dead soldiers were beaten out of their formation by the enemy using spears and large iron ring hammers. These most ferocious Jurchen hunters were defeated again after leaving behind hundreds of corpses.

The only thing to be thankful for was that this White Spear Army had no artillery and very few fire muskets. Their supporting artillery was at the north gate, and after the city wall was captured, these artillery pieces were controlled by the Zhenghong Banner. If they had been equipped with fire muskets and tiger squat cannons like the Zhejiang soldiers in the east of the city, who knew how many more Eight Banner warriors would have died today.

Thinking that the Zhejiang soldiers in the east of the city were equally difficult to deal with, Manggurtai shuddered, reached out and touched the back of his head, and after making sure that his head was safe, he stepped on the corpses and continued to crawl towards the top of the city.

Near the battlements stood a dozen or so large cannons and several French cannons. Twenty or so captured Ming artillerymen lay sprawled on the ground, and behind them stood a group of Later Jin soldiers, wielding heavy swords.

"Master, this distance is just enough to hit their shield formation. Once our troops retreat, let the gunners open fire!"

Li Yongfang smiled at Manggurtai who was walking towards him, but his body involuntarily shrank back.

Ding Bi, the lieutenant general of Tieling standing next to him, had a murderous look on his face. He was tall and looked like an angry bear. His armor was stained with blood and there was a cut on his face.

Not long ago, Ding Bi opened the west gate, released the red flag into the city, followed Daishan all the way to the north gate, and killed those Liaozhen soldiers who refused to surrender.

After arriving at the North Gate, the Zhenghong Banner immediately attacked the North Gate City Wall, while the Zhenglan Banner attacked Yangma City from the outside. Five or six thousand soldiers from both sides attacked from both inside and outside, suffering nearly two thousand casualties, before they finally wiped out the one thousand white-pole soldiers in the North Gate City Wall.

The remaining 4,000 White Spear Soldiers immediately crossed the river and formed a battle formation on the north bank to resist stubbornly. After a day of attack, this group of White Spear Soldiers became a nightmare for the leaders of each flag.

At the west gate, Ding Bi killed more than a dozen white-pole soldiers. He was very skilled in martial arts and had a cruel temperament. He liked to kill people himself during battles.

Two days ago, Lieutenant General Ding learned that his lair was attacked by Liu Zhaosun, his arch-enemy. Either Ding Bi or Liu Zhaosun would die.

So he wanted to go back to rescue quickly, but several beiles refused to let Ding Bi leave Shenyang at this time.

Lieutenant General Ding was very angry.

Manggurtai was also very angry.

He didn't even look at Li Yongfang, and walked straight towards the dozen or so cannons with his white-armored soldiers.

Three days ago, the Prince Consort of Fushun patted his chest and said that this time with the help of the Liao people in the city, it would only take two hours to capture the city of Shenyang, which would be even easier than before in Qinghe and Fushun.

As a result, nearly 100,000 soldiers from the six flags have been fighting since yesterday afternoon until now, and including the bannermen, nearly 5,000 to 6,000 people have died.

Up to now, the east of the city is still in the hands of the Zhejiang soldiers, and in the north of the city, there are still these white-pole soldiers.

It was said that Tieling had been conquered by Liu Zhaosun. Huang Taiji and Jirgalang had been there for several days, but there was still no news.

After Manggurtai and Liu Zhaosun had fought, he thought of the spearmen in Kaiyuan City who fought to the death, and heard from Daishan that Ligdan Khan's troops were moving towards Liaobei. This hot-tempered Beile began to worry about Huang Taiji and Jirgalang.

"Let him fire! Defeat the White Spear Soldiers as quickly as possible. The Khan still wants to encircle and annihilate the Qi Family Army!"

Manggurtai walked to the front of the general's cannon, pointed casually at a gunner lying on the ground, and said to Li Yongfang behind him without turning his head.

Li Yongfang did not argue with Manggurtai. He asked two white-armored soldiers to bring the gunner to him and said to him:
"Attack the shield formation of the white-pole soldiers below the city with all your might. Break the shield formation, and the master will reward you with silver and even let you raise the flag."

Ding Bi looked coldly at the thin gunner, his hand already on the scabbard.

The captured gunners on the city wall were all from Liaozhen, totaling more than 20 people. They were transferred by Xiong Tingbi from Liaoyang, Fengji, Guangning and other places to assist the White Spear Soldiers in defending the city.

When the Zhenghong Banner attacked from the west city, these gunners had no time to escape and were blocked on the city wall.

Daishan knew the importance of the gunner and ordered Bayara not to kill him.

With a clang, Ding Bi pulled out his heavy knife and, ignoring Li Yongfang who was still trying to persuade him, put the knife directly on the artilleryman's neck.

"Did you hear that? Fire the cannon and raise the flag for you."

Faint sounds of cannon fire could be heard from the east. There, Qi's army and the Later Jin soldiers had been fighting fiercely for a whole day, but the outcome was still undecided.

A thin layer of black smoke floated over Shenyang City, and screams and wails of the people were heard in the city. This most important city in Liaodong has become a hell on earth.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the thin Liaozhen gunner suddenly straightened his back and raised his head:

"Raise your mother's flag!"

"You are such a heartless person! How many Liao people have you killed?"

Ding Bi's face changed slightly, as if he had been slapped hard in the face. He was stunned for a long time, then pointed at the top of the city wall and said to the servant:
"Pull out the tongue and throw it away."

"Next, you, come here!!"

(End of this chapter)