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Chapter 409 Battle

On the city wall, there were no more grenades, and it was already close combat.

Outside the city wall, Tartars came up with ladders and shields. Because the wall was opened, the Tartars who poured in from the opening also held shields and built ladders towards the remnant wall.

There are no more sharp weapons for defending the city, such as grenades, on the city wall. What is left is the original method of defending the city, fighting the enemy with their lives.

A soldier picked up a fork and pushed a Tatar's ladder out with all his strength. The Tatar on this ladder had nowhere to lean, and fell down from the ladder screaming. He couldn't see the bottom. If he fell, he would die Injured, hurt more uncomfortable than dead.

When the soldier was about to fork the second Tartar's ladder, an arrow was shot from behind. The soldier touched his back painfully, but he couldn't wipe the arrow from his back.

"Be careful, there are Tartars behind..." Zhang Baihu chopped down a Tartar who climbed up the city wall with a knife, and shouted loudly. However, such a reminder was not very effective. They had to get up to meet the enemy. Together, the Tartars who had entered through the gap in the city wall could easily spot them by the light of the fire.

The battle situation reached its worst in an instant, and the Tartars, who kept pouring in from the gap, rushed towards the two sections of the remnant wall.

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Zhang Heng watched anxiously from the second wall. I am afraid that the two sections of the wall cannot be defended. The Tartars attack from inside and outside. There are not enough grenades in the city. It is impossible to hold it, and it will only increase the casualties. .

"Marshal!" Zhang Heng anxiously looked down, and by the light of the fire, he could see that Ming's soldiers were fighting for life and death with Tartar's soldiers, when he suddenly saw Mao Wenlong coming towards him, he shouted hastily.

"The Tartars are surrounded by clamor, and only this section of the city wall is the real attack. This commander came over to see how the battle is going?" Mao Wenlong asked.

"Commander, the two ruined walls below may not be able to be defended, and the grenades cannot be replenished in time. The Tartars attacked the city from two sides, causing serious casualties! Commander, it is better to abandon the two ruined walls. Anyway, there are still fences on both sides. We still have a city wall here, which is enough to deal with the Tartars who don't have cannons." Zhang Heng said anxiously.

"Give up those two sections of the city wall?" Mao Wenlong was a little surprised.

"Commander, without further ado, let's give it up, immediately send someone to take out the people on the ruined wall, give up the two sections of the ruined wall, and let the Tartars occupy them, anyway, we still have one here, with enclosures on both sides, It's useless for the Tartars to get these two sections of the wall, and it's impossible to fight the Tartars on this section of the wall!" Zhang Heng suggested.

Mao Wenlong thought for a while, and said: "Okay, according to Staff Officer Zhang, Mao Da, immediately send someone to bring back the sons of the ruined wall, abandon the two sections of the ruined wall, and let the Tartars occupy them."

"Obey, father commander!" Seeing Mao Wenlong's order, Mao Da accepted the order immediately.

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Hou Jin's big and small Baylor, the generals, saw that they had already attacked the city wall, and they all smiled happily.

"Khan, that's all Mao Wenlong's tricks are! Without the grenade, he's vulnerable!"

"That's right, Big Khan, there are no grenades, and we can take this Zhenjiang Fort right away!"

Huang Taiji didn't speak. Although it was relatively easy for Dajin to attack this section of the city wall, it was obvious that only this section of the city wall went smoothly. Other places were very difficult, and it was useless at all. However, it is still difficult to get close to the city wall, let alone climb the city with a ladder. The grenades in the city seem to never stop, and they can never be thrown out.

Huang Taiji's mind sank. He guessed right. The grenades carried by ordinary soldiers in Zhenjiang Fort were indeed limited. However, they leaned against the city wall, and it was quite convenient to supply them from inside the city wall in time. The situation in the city is completely different. The two sections of the wall can easily be attacked, but apart from these two sections of the city wall, it is impossible to attack other places.If only these two remnants of the wall can be conquered...

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Ermao was holding the basket and wanted to replenish his pair of grenades as soon as possible. However, when he got the grenade and came out of the fence, there were already Tartars everywhere on the city wall. More and more, this side is close to the enclosure, but most of them are officers and soldiers from Dongjiang Town.It was impossible to return to the other side of the ruined wall with the basket in hand.

With a sound of "swish", an arrow hit a soldier next to Er Mao. The soldier screamed and fell to the ground. Er Mao quickly squatted down and crawled on the ground as the instructor taught him.

Er Mao, who crawled down according to his habit, was not afraid, and the instructor's whip reminded him of the next series of actions.

Ermao lit his own incense from the burning wood on the side, then unscrewed the grenade, lit the grenade and threw it towards the place where there were many Tartars.

One..., two,...five...

The constant roar was re-staged on this section of the wall.Er Mao threw one grenade after another, only to realize that he didn't unscrew so many grenades. Looking back, the soldier who was shot just now was unscrewing the cap of the grenade for himself.

The soldier was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his head was covered with sweat. He was resolutely unscrewing Er Mao's hand grenades one by one. Seeing Er Mao looking at him, he forced a smile and said, "Brother, kill a few more Tartars for me..." He said After finishing, he pursed his lips tightly and twisted the cover of the grenade with difficulty.

Er Mao felt a heavy blow in his heart. Although he couldn't see that the brother beside him was injured, the tail feather of an arrow told Er Mao that the brother beside him might not live long.

"Ah!..." Er Mao hissed in understanding.One after another, the grenades continued to fly towards both sides of the city wall.

"Boom boom boom..." The sound of the explosion resounded on this section of the remnant wall. The Tartars on both sides of the city wall watched the grenades flying out one after another in horror. The Tartars attacked the north enclosure of the remnant wall until they were suffocated.

But after a while, there were only a few officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty on the remnant wall.

On the remnant wall in the northern section, the old soldier was red-eyed. Relying on the experience he summed up from the dead, he successfully killed several Tartars, but he also suffered many injuries on his body.The blood dripping from his forehead made the old pawn's whole world turn red. Seeing more and more Tartars around him, the old pawn felt a lot more relaxed.

Er Mao was crawling, and kept throwing grenades to both sides. The brother next to him who had screwed the cap just now was silent, and a few other brothers took over. Er Mao was followed by a group of people who followed to replenish the grenades. See the front Er Mao bravely moved towards both sides tirelessly, and threw a grenade with incomparable accuracy, causing the tartars to retreat. Therefore, several people specially twisted the cover for him, and Er Mao threw it. Stance throwing grenades towards both sides.Throwing a grenade, crawling forward for a while, and replenishing the grenade to his team, is the order he received, and obeying the order is the only thing Ermao has learned since he became a soldier.

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The broken city walls, the dead bodies everywhere, and the flames burning everywhere, swaying and illuminating the world.

From the scarlet world, the old pawn seemed to understand something, pointed the tip of the knife at the tartar beside him, calmly picked up a torch from the ground, and shouted hoarsely: "Listen, brothers above, cough cough... ...The people here are all dead,... all dead...cough cough..., the grenade greets me, the gun greets me..."

The old pawn's knife pierced into the body of a tartar, and several knives pierced into the old pawn's body in an instant.Holding the tartar that was stabbed to death, the old pawn shouted with the last of his strength, "Throw..., quickly throw..."

The voice of the old pawn shouting with his life covered the sound of the explosion, the shouts, and the clouds in the sky.

Standing on a city wall behind, Zhang Heng watched the old pawn's last cry, tears streaming down his face.

"Fire..." Mao Wenlong shouted loudly, tears streaming down his eyes.

Since the battle tonight, the second city wall threw out grenades for the first time. In an instant, the overwhelming grenades moved towards the first city wall, followed by gunshots.

Intensive and thunderous thunder resounded from this section of the broken city wall, and dense thunder light sounded from this section of the broken city wall, resounding through the sky.

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Huang Taiji held up the binoculars and carefully observed the condition of this section of the ruined wall. Looking at the Dajin warriors who entered from that section of the ruined wall, his heart sank. The plan to expand the two sides and capture the enclosures on both sides may not be realized at all. Judging from the resistance of the enclosures on both sides, it is difficult to capture, especially the remnant wall in the north, which is constantly throwing grenades outward at a rapid speed. The speed was simply indescribable, and the big gold warrior who had already touched the northern fence had to retreat.

Suddenly a flash of fire blinded Huang Taiji's eyes, Huang Taiji immediately took off the binoculars, and what caught his eyes was the lightning flashing on the broken wall.Immediately afterwards, there was an overwhelming sound of explosions, and Huang Taiji stepped back unconsciously, his face darkening instantly.

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Er Mao looked at the grenades thrown down from the mountain, the gunshots, and the tears in his eyes dripping down one by one. Er Mao could hear the familiar voice of the old soldier and his final cry.

The entire battlefield fell silent amidst the overwhelming sound of explosions.

The people on the second city wall have long been weeping.

Mao Wenlong blinked, trying to squeeze out the tears.

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The momentum of the siege instantly weakened, and they retreated unconsciously.

Houjin's big and small Baylor, generals, no longer had the arrogance they had when they attacked the city.All of them looked at the defeated soldiers retreating from a distance with dark faces. If it weren't for the cover of the night, they would definitely find that these people's faces were full of fear.

After a while, Huang Taiji said again: "Xiandou, are you there? Take the remaining cannons back before dawn, and block the river as usual..."

"Cha, I obey." Fan Wencheng replied with his head down.

"Today's siege, let's stop here. Before Mao Wenlong's grenades are exhausted, it is obviously impossible to capture Zhenjiang Fort, unless it is filled with human lives, but this is obviously not something I can afford. Leave some people to continue clamoring, and let the rest retreat. The corpses that can be recovered should be recovered as much as possible, and the corpses that cannot be recovered... just forget it..." Huang Taiji gave an order wearily, the siege tonight failed Well, the crucial task of seizing the enclosures on both sides of the remnant wall has not been achieved, so there is no need to continue this battle. Zhenjiang Fort is known as the Nine Linked City, and there are nine enclosures of different sizes connected together. Except for the outer city walls, between the enclosures There is also a city wall, which is also difficult. Even if the first city wall collapsed, it is impossible to climb up the second city wall due to the high terrain, so we can only seize the enclosures on both sides. If the fences on both sides can't be grabbed, the siege won't make much sense.

"Cha..." Hou Jinzhong Baylor, the general agreed.

"Calculate later, how much money I have lost in this battle, and calculate it. Next, dig a trench according to the previous discussion." Huang Taiji left this sentence and left without looking back.

The generals of Hou Jin looked at Huang Taiji who was going away, and had nothing to say. During the day, Mao Wenlong angered them with dead bodies. The result of the siege made them understand that even with the assistance of cannons, even if a long section of the city wall was blown down, it is almost impossible to capture Zhenjiang Fort. After the explosion, after Jin's big and small Baylor, the generals felt terrible.

Fan Wencheng didn't say anything, and left the crowd early. Those cannons lost a lot during this violent siege, and they were rarely destroyed by the cannons of Zhenjiang Fort, most of which were blown up by themselves. It's over, there are still some cannons left, and they can still be taken to Fengjiang. As for how long the cannons can last, Fan Wencheng has no idea. For the first time, he has doubts about whether it is worthwhile to join Dajin.

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With tears streaming down his face, Er Mao searched for his team on the dilapidated city wall. The little flag he was in, except him, all fell down here.

Seeing the dead old pawn who was still hugging a Tartar tightly, Ermao's tears flowed even more uncontrollably. The old pawn was still holding the knife tightly in his hand, the blade was mostly missing. the body of the Tartar.

The old pawn's dying cry sounded, and Ermao shed tears, remembering what the old pawn had said to him before, Ermao could only shed tears.

The surrounding situation is similar to that of Ermao, except for a few who went to carry the grenades, the hundred households they belonged to are basically dead, and the rest of them all fell down on the city wall and cried, sad crying.

"Er Mao, Er Mao..." In the darkness, a voice sounded.

Er Mao, who had no more tears, looked up blankly, and said, "Here."

"Ermao, the commander asked you to go up. The commander already knew about the fact that you threw a grenade to stop the enemy just now, and he wanted to meet you..."

"Oh, yes, I got it, let's go now..." Er Mao replied, and through the dim light of the fire, it could be seen that Er Mao had stopped crying.

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Zhang Heng has been staring at the place of [-] paces, staring closely. Today's situation is more or less related to the inability of the cannons to destroy the cannons of the Tartars. Zhang Heng is not reconciled. Why is it rare for his Flang machine to hit there? to the effect?
With the presence or absence of fire in the distance, Zhang Heng suddenly wanted to find something, and immediately said: "Commander, please order the people on the ruined wall to come back as soon as possible. This time, let the Tartars know how powerful they are!" ..."

"This is?" Mao Wenlong asked in confusion. Today's battle is over, and it is time to clean up the results of the war, treat the dead and injured, and clean up the corpses of the tartars. Why do people come back?But since Zhang Heng said so, Mao Wenlong didn't hesitate much, and said again: "Mao Da, let the people on the broken wall come back immediately..."

"Yes, Commander-in-Chief." Mao Da hesitated for a moment. He was a little unhappy about not collecting the corpses and not counting the results of the battle. However, since his Commander-in-law ordered it, he had to execute it.

"Marshal, I will come as soon as I go..." Zhang Heng said goodbye, and then ran to the artillery position at the foot of the mountain, where two Hongyi cannons were placed.

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"My lord, are you really going to hit there?" asked the gunner.

"Yes, just hit there, and raise it a little bit. Now that the front wall is gone anyway, you should aim as much as possible. Don't be afraid, just hit..." Zhang Heng believed that some of the black shadows he saw should be It is the Tartars who are moving the cannons. Today's battle is over, and the Tartars want to pull the cannons back.

The gunner was skilled in aiming and adjusting the gun position.

"boom……"

"boom……"

Fan Wencheng was urging to pull away the remaining cannons, and it would be dawn soon. Suddenly, two cannons rang out, and Fan Wencheng subconsciously lowered his head. Then, a huge force knocked Fan Wencheng's horse over On the ground, Fan Wencheng rolled a few times on the ground, and looked at the horse he was riding in horror. One of the horse's legs had been cut off in half by something, and only half was left. Fan Wencheng was terrified. Look back at Zhenjiang Fort.I thought that in the dark night, I could retreat calmly, but I didn't expect that Zhenjiang Fort dared to fire out of thin air, and hit a cannon that he wanted to pull away. One piece of the cannon that was knocked into the air was cut off. The leg of the horse he was riding.

"Hurry up, hurry up, pull the cannon away immediately..." Fan Wencheng shouted in horror. Although he had a unique way to deal with the cannons of Zhenjiang Fort, the gunners in Zhenjiang Fort were by no means incompetent, Fan Wencheng Now I just want to leave this place.

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"Are you Ermao?" Mao Wenlong's face had no trace of tears for a long time, and he asked the young man in front of him calmly. This young man is the Ermao who made meritorious service today. This Ermao was thrown out by himself at a crazy speed. The grenade, with its extremely accurate head, turned the already crumbling north wall into safety. Therefore, Mao Wenlong decided to meet this Ermao. On the battlefield, in addition to people with courage and strength, they also need people with luck. This is called Ermao Yes, in addition to having enough courage and strength, there is also considerable luck.

"Back to the commander, the younger one is Ermao."

"Okay! He's a man, but a man doesn't like to shed tears..." Mao Wenlong looked at the two distinct black and white tear marks on Er Mao's face, and said.

"Back to Commander, Er Mao will never cry again." Er Mao said firmly.

"Oh, why is that?" Mao Wenlong asked curiously.

"Back to Commander, Er Mao has shed all tears today, and there is only one thing to do in the future, kill the tartar..." Er Mao answered seriously.

"Okay! What a man from Dongjiang..." Mao Wenlong was quite satisfied with Ermao's answer, but he didn't know what to say next. Will he stop crying?I really wanted to say this before... After a while, I said again: "I heard that you throw the grenade very accurately and fast? Come, look at your hands, what's the difference?"

"Of order, Commander." Er Mao took off his clothes immediately without hesitation.

Two arms, one thin and one thick, Mao Wenlong pulled up the thicker arm in surprise and looked, only to see that this arm had begun to swell.

(End of this chapter)