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Chapter 242 The Second Attack and Defense (1)

"Time is tight! At least ten days must be persisted."

Yang Chao looked at the captive soldiers who couldn't wait to attack Haizhou, and couldn't help thinking that at such a tense moment, Yang Chao still insisted on training troops on both sides of the northwest, because he knew very well that if ten thousand captive soldiers wanted to attack Haizhou by force, he would be very afraid. May not be able to hold on.

Even if you are condescending, even if you have a strong city, but you don't have soldiers who dare to fight, everything is in vain.

Moreover, Yang Chao was also slightly worried about morale. Although these days, because of the isolation of the city, the soldiers' will to fight was stronger, but if they were constantly besieged, problems would arise sooner or later.

The last time the soldiers were homesick, it taught Yang Chao a lesson. Soldiers are not made of iron, but their hearts are made of flesh, and they all have emotions.

Therefore, for a while, Yang Chao has no soldiers to fight, and his morale may suffer after a long period of time. Therefore, ten days is a suitable time. At that time, it can barely make Haizhou Minzhuang somewhat disciplined. At that time, maybe he should see the situation , take the initiative to attack.

The so-called guarding an isolated city for a long time will lead to loss. The defense should not be passive. The defense should also be active. From time to time, go out of the city to sneak attack. Some people can't stand long-term stress.

Some officers also suggested that Yang Chao went out of the city to attack at night, and that was Wang Pu. Last night he couldn't bear to sneak attack and was scolded by Yang Chao.

There are only more than 580 people in hand, one radish and one pit, one loss is one loss, these veterans who have been trained for more than a year cannot be trained quickly, so without a chance, Yang Chao is He would definitely not be willing to take his elite out to take risks.

The captive soldiers began to gather early in the morning. Of course, the main direction is the southeast, especially the south. This is the main camp of the captive soldiers. After several days of observation, Yang Chao judged that the captive soldiers had accumulated at least [-] troops in this direction. The strength of the other three sides is much smaller, and each side is about two thousand.

Obviously, the south is the focus of attack by the captive soldiers, and also the focus of Yang Chao's defense.

Yang Chao personally sits in the town, and at least half of Li Wuliu's archers and Wang Pu's infantry are deployed here.

Watching the captive soldiers under the city start to move, a hundred more shield chariots began to approach the city wall, followed by elite infantry, and then cavalry slowly pressed over. It's not the same, just the first wave of attack, the strength of the captive soldiers is at least a thousand.

Yang Chao knew very well that the longer the time dragged on, the worse it would be for him, but it was also not good for the captive soldiers.

It is obviously impossible for them to have reinforcements for their expedition, and without any assistance, the vicinity of Haizhou City has long been looted, and it is obviously impossible for them to find enough food and grass nearby, so the captive soldiers want to fight quickly. Not even willing to delay for more than ten days.

In contrast, although Yang Chao didn't want to procrastinate for too long, ten days is no problem. At least the grain and grass can last for a month. This is the favorable location.

Although sitting on the top of the urn city, there is no need for Yang Chao to command, and there is nothing unusual about fighting. The few officers at this time fully know how to fight and how to arrange the attack to their advantage.

"Listen well, don't show mercy, beat me hard, you will win or die! If the tartars enter the city, even if you don't kill you, they will arrest Liaodong as slaves, and they will farm for them during the day I have to serve the Tartars to sleep. I don’t know, those Tartars like young men the most. If you get caught, just wait for your ass to rot.”

Wang Pu shouted loudly.

In fact, since yesterday, Yang Chao began to explain the situation to the soldiers, letting them know that they were surrounded, and they could either defeat the Tartars or have a tragic fate, just like what Yang Chao told Li Rui.

Yang Chao also told his officers, and let the officers encourage the soldiers like this, but when Yang Chao's words reached these officers' mouths, they were immediately tampered with, and even worse, it turned out that Tartars like men to serve them. The young and strong man felt an unprecedented humiliation, and he firmly could not accept this kind of result, even if he died, he would not be able to be played by others.

In fact, what the soldiers talked about in private was even more outrageous, including that the Tartars would eat people for every meal. The reason why the Tartars came to arrest people was for food. They cannibalized people like cattle and sheep.

The instinct of human beings to deal with the fear of the unknown is to simply gather in the collective. Therefore, in human history, many cities that have been besieged for a long time can only be held by the people. I have never heard of a battle that can last for several months.

Therefore, farming peoples all over the world have basically chosen to build fortresses, and it is not without reason.

The captive soldiers were well-trained and quickly passed the moat. The blunderbuss and tiger squatting guns on the city wall had already fired, but unlike usual, this time the captive soldiers did not choose to suppress with bows and arrows, but passed through the moat at full speed, and then began to attack. Expand the formation.

Passing through the narrow passage on the canal, the captive soldiers began to disperse. Obviously, they hoped to expand their forces and attack with the largest attack surface.

All the infantry passed through the canal. Although they paid the price of dozens of people, they were not injured.

Using the shield chariot as a cover, they advanced to twenty steps and spread out to a width of one hundred feet. At this time, the archers who hid behind the shield chariot and escaped the attack of the tiger squatting cannon and the bird gun began to bend their bows and set arrows, thinking about the city wall. on archery.

The distance of twenty steps made the bows and arrows of the captive soldiers extremely powerful, causing casualties of the Ming army in an instant. The most important thing was to suppress the firepower at the top of the city, so that the Ming army did not dare to probe.

At this time, the second wave of captive soldiers began to cross the river, more than a dozen carrying long ladders, running quickly.

The captive soldiers are planning to attack the city directly, without giving themselves the slightest chance to breathe.

But Li Wuliu was obviously very shrewd, and he didn't gain much results from attacking the shield vehicles. At the same time, he knew that these siege ladders were the most threatening targets, so he immediately turned his guns and started shooting Those coats that carry ladders.

The first ladder, as soon as they set foot on the sandbag passage, several people were killed immediately, and then a group of people fell to the ground, but they didn't dare to stay, they immediately stood up, carried the ladder and continued to run forward, but it was very difficult. Soon the second wave of lead bullets came over, and a few more were shot and killed, and then there was a third wave. After the third wave of attack, the first team was killed and injured, either directly killed, or He lay on the ground crying and rolling over.

But the attitude of the captive soldiers was very firm, and the coats behind carried the ladders and continued to move forward.

Yang Chao also saw that someone threw down the ladder and tried to escape, but was immediately shot dead by the cavalry behind him.

These ladder-carrying Baoyis were the most miserable group of people at this time, oppressed by the Ming army in front and the Tartars in the back, and this was the reason why people used knives and me as fish.

"Oh shit!"

Li Wuliu cursed fiercely, and he saw another of his subordinates being shot dead by captive soldiers, and he hated these captive soldiers with amazing shooting skills in his heart.

But he knew the difference between the serious and the serious, and still insisted on blocking these ladders.

Wang Pu lay on the battlements, seeming to disdain to dodge the rain of arrows from the captive soldiers. In fact, he didn't look at the captive soldiers' archers at all, but at those carrying ladders. He hoped that these people could attack the city, otherwise he would not have The opportunity to fight against the captive soldiers.

Yang Chao looked at it coldly, knowing that it was inevitable that the captive soldiers would attack the city, and whether the captive soldiers could be stopped in the end would depend on the result of the hand-to-hand combat.

It was a moment before it could be blocked for a while.

Although Baoyi was shot one by one, there are always lucky ones who can cross the river. One, two, and soon ten ladders were carried across the river by Baoyi, and then Baoyi put the ladders behind those shield cars. Only then gasped for breath, thankful that he survived again.

The captive soldiers probably felt that ten ladders were enough to attack the city by themselves, so they stopped for a while.

Then there was the cover of the shield car, Baoyi carried the ladder forward again, and the archers behind the shield car on both sides were responsible for shooting arrows at the top of the city to suppress it.

The captive soldiers had very rich combat experience and cooperated closely. Bao Yi carried the ladder and quickly rushed to the bottom of the city wall, and immediately set up the ladder.

But climbing the ladder and kicking the city is not the task of these coats who don't even have armor. They cover them all the way to the shield car under the city wall, and immediately a few armored soldiers jump out and climb up the ladder.

They held slender Qing knives in their mouths. These Qing knives were similar to the waist knives of the Ming army. The blades were slightly curved, with a less obvious arc, but narrower and thinner than the belts of the Ming army.

The captive soldier climbed the ladder very fast, but when he was halfway up, the Ming army pushed down the stone from the crenel, but the captive soldier was lucky, the stone did not hit him, but hit the ladder above his head, and bounced off. No, it only skewed the ladder a little bit.

The captive soldier continued to climb, but his good luck ended, because an iron pot appeared on his head, and the bottom of the dark pot was still stained with oil. Most importantly, flames sprang up from time to time on the oil.

The iron pan was turned over quickly, and a pot of boiling oil with fire was poured down.

The boiling oil was poured on his head, and the captive soldier howled and fell off the ladder, and he was still alive for a while, rolling and crying on the ground, and it took a long time to calm down. This kind of tragedy made the captive soldiers behind him hesitate for a while. , Did not climb the ladder again.

At this time, the second ladder was also set up, and another captive soldier climbed up. It seemed that it was just a test, and there was only one climbing on the net.

On the wall above the captive soldiers, thick smoke was rising, and those who didn't know thought Haizhou City was on fire.

"Hurry up! This way!"

Li Wuliu greeted a few Min Zhuang who were cooking oil pans not far behind him.

The pot was already red hot, and it was waiting for the captive soldiers to attack the city. There were more than 100 iron pots of different sizes like this on the top of the city at this time.

Under Li Wuliu's urging, several Minzhuang lifted the wooden handle attached to the iron pot, lifted the iron pot and walked slowly towards the crenel, then slowly pushed the iron pot to the crenel, and carefully stretched out the Outside, and then turned over, a pot of boiling oil was poured down, and then a scream was heard!
(End of this chapter)