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Chapter 768: Catching a Turtle in an Urn


For Zhirkov, the night was like torment in a pan of oil.He never imagined that until now, not a single soldier or horse would rush out of the city.There were nearly 100,000 cavalry in the city, and he couldn't figure out how this reinforcement did it."

Father, you can rest for a while.I'm guarding here, and we'll go back to the city tomorrow," Sidor's heart was also full of depression, thinking that the large army could rush out.Assemble outside the city before launching a counter-offensive against this inexplicable enemy force.Who knew that they were all surrounded in the city, and it seems that the combat effectiveness of this enemy army cannot be ignored."

Sidor, it seems that we are still in too much of a hurry.This enemy force is extraordinary, their weapons can shoot non-stop, we will definitely suffer a big loss this time" Zhirkov where can he sleep, took out his pipe from his pocket and smoked it sullenly."

Could it be that they are equipped with British-made breech-loading rifles, and our main Russian troops are equipped with this kind of firearms, I have only heard of them, but I have never seen them, I didn't expect to encounter them here."

Sidore patted his head and suddenly something sounded, and his heart trembled for a while, this kind of British-made weapon can only be equipped by Russian elite troops."

No, I heard that the Orientals are not fighting with the British, how can the British support them with weapons" Zhirkov shook his head, they have been roaming the steppes of western Russia like nomads, and they know very little about high-level affairs.These Cossack cavalrymen were, at best, militias, and although they enjoyed the benefits of the state, they were not regular troops in the first place."

Father, could it be that these Orientals made it themselves," a shocked thought popped into Sidor's head."

No, where are the Orientals as smart as the Europeans.At the beginning, I had dealt with these Orientals with the army, and they were a bunch of cowardly monkeys.I don't know what luck they took and where they stole these weapons" Zhirkov categorically denied it, not believing that these Orientals would be so smart at all."

Anyway, I guess tomorrow will be a bloody battle.Father, tomorrow I will personally lead the troops outside the city to meet you.We are fighting inside and outside, and we may be able to open a gap" Sidor's head nodded in agreement, discussing these things at the moment is to no avail, the most important thing at the moment is to let the troops in the city break through."

Well, that's all there is to it now" Zhirkov had no better way but to agree to his son's plan.The night wind called, I don't know how many people didn't sleep, and Etuhui was one of them.He stood on the city wall, and looking at the fire that was still burning in the city, he couldn't help but feel a belly of anger in his heart.They had now taken control of the four walls, and they had not seen a single living of their kind, and the ground was littered with the corpses of their clansmen."

Lord Dutong, it's cold outside, you better go back to the tent" Huang Jie, the deputy commander of the left, persuaded E Tuhui, he is a Han Chinese.The establishment of the National Protector Army is completely in accordance with the Huaxing Army, and the capital is equivalent to the post of commander of the military region.Generally, the Manchus are the commanders, the Han people are the left and the Han people, and the Manchus are still the right and the right."

Yes, Lord Totong.People can't be resurrected after death, we will kill these old hairy people tomorrow and avenge the clansmen" The right deputy commander Urgon also persuaded behind him, and the temperature at night dropped to more than ten degrees under the order, and the generals were still shivering with cold even if they were wearing mink coats."

Huang Jie, you are not our Manchus, I don't know my current mood, what did you say that our Manchus have done, first they were driven to this desolate and bitter cold land, and then they were constantly slaughtered by foreign races, Qiao Zhiqing is not giving us a way out, he is torturing us alive" E Tuhui scolded fiercely, his eyes had turned blood-red Huang Jie was speechless, he served in the Protector Army, of course he couldn't speak ill of the Manchus.To say that the Manchus are pitiful now, but when the Manchus were in power, I am afraid that no one in the whole country felt pity for the Manchus.All the children of the Eight Banners were born with the salary of the imperial court, and they relied on the state to support them without using their hands at all.If you want to say pitiful, it is also self-inflicted.Of course, Huang Jie's words can only be held in his heart, after all, now the Manchus have paid the price."

Lord Dutong, we will have to find Qiao Zhiqing to break off these hatreds sooner or later, but now you better go back to the tent first.It's too cold outside, and you've been working hard for three days in a row, and your body can't bear it," Urgon persuaded again, never letting go of any opportunity to pat himself on the back."

Okay, go back and rest and fight tomorrow, be sure to annihilate this old man, and avenge our dead clansmen" Etuhui was also a lot more angry, and he coldly popped out of his mouth, turned around and entered the military tent.On the second day, as soon as the morning dawned, the sound of horses' hooves sounded violently inside and outside the city walls.Last night, Lao Maozi's generals had already assembled their respective troops.After continuous fighting, the army of more than 100,000 people now has less than 100,000 people left.And the most terrible thing is that the grain and grass have been used up, and yesterday I searched the city for a day, and there were not many problems solved.The Manchu people in the city had already hidden the grain and did not leave a single one for Lao Maozi.Old Maozi was hungry and tired, and after realizing that he was blocked in the city, his only thought now was to rush out first.War horses gathered in the direction of the four city gates, and the black and oppressive war horses in the city were nowhere to be seen.More than 30,000 people of the Protector Army have all gone up to the city wall, and the muzzles of their guns are pointing straight down.In the morning, Sidor's more than 3,000 soldiers and horses who had escaped yesterday were gathered to meet outside the north gate, preparing to join the soldiers in the city and open a gap from the direction of the north gate.Fortunately, it was the middle of winter, and the ground inside and outside the city walls was covered with corpses, all frozen into ice.If it had been in the summer, the corpses would have rotted and rotted, and there would have been a plague after the great battle."

Chong" "Chong" ""With the order of the old Maozi general, a word of neighing came out, and the whole city was caught in the vibration of the horse's hooves."

Shoot" "Shoot" "" The generals of the Protector Army on the city wall also gave the order to shoot at the same time, and the dense gunfire suddenly rose from all directions, and the whole city fell into a scuffle again.Tens of thousands of war horses frantically charged at the city wall, they had run out of bows and arrows yesterday, and at this moment they could only pray to rush to the city wall and fight a white-knuckle battle with the protectors.This would also cover more soldiers and horses to break through from the city gates, distracting the Protectors.The defense of the Protector Army on the city wall is almost one meter and one person.After the gunshots rang out, the bullets came out intensively, and there was no dead end, completely enveloping Lao Maozi's cavalry in the fire net formed by the bullets.As soon as Lao Maozi's cavalry rushed into a distance of three hundred meters, they were constantly knocked down by bullets, and the neighing and wailing of war horses were everywhere.The subsequent cavalry continued to charge against the rain of bullets, but still rushed up and down

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