Both sides have a strong desire to win.
The Ming army did it to survive, while the Qing army did it for the women, gold and silver in the city.
No one wants to be on the losing side.
Ordinary lives disappeared in this war, as humble as ants.
The Qing army's combat effectiveness was obviously superior, but the Ming army's desire to survive was stronger.
The two sides were fighting back and forth, and it was difficult to tell the difference.
The Qing army finally reached the top of the city, but was immediately driven back by the swarming Ming army.
Cao Fengnian even went into battle himself and chopped off the heads of two Qing soldiers.
As for Wu Sangui below the city, he was much calmer.
He was not anxious at all, because he firmly believed that the Qing army would be able to capture Yunyang before dark.
Until now, none of our soldiers have participated in the battle.
Those used as cannon fodder are expendable green soldiers.
The Qing army could afford it, but could the Ming army afford it?
"Report to General Cao, Beicheng asks for reinforcements" "Report to General Cao, Dongcheng can't hold on any longer."
"Report to General Cao, Nancheng is being attacked by Tatars" As the battle progressed, the weaknesses of the Ming army were gradually exposed.
Although their numbers are not at an absolute disadvantage, most of them are new recruits.
There is no problem for new recruits to fight with the wind, they just need to wave the flag and shout.
But new recruits cannot fight against the wind and against the balance of power.
The side with more recruits in the former will be defeated immediately, while the side with more recruits in the latter will be snowballed by the opponent and eventually be exhausted.
Cao Fengnian himself is of course an experienced veteran.
But most of the soldiers under his command were new recruits.
The fatigue of the Ming army is naturally related to this point.
Of course, this cannot be entirely attributed to Du Yingxi.
After all, Huguang is so big, and the number of experienced veterans is limited, so they naturally have to garrison in important towns such as Jingzhou and Xiangyang.
In a marginalized place like Yunyang Mansion, it is already good to introduce the old to the new.
Cao Fengnian was sweating profusely at this moment.
He actually has a thousand soldiers from the Biao camp.
These people are his confidants who have been following him in all the wars in the north and south.
Wherever there was a gap, Cao Fengnian led these confidants to rush to put out the fire.
But now there are more and more gaps, and it can no longer be saved by just relying on a thousand people to put out the fire.
As an experienced veteran, Cao Fengnian certainly knows where the crux of the problem lies.
But that's the reality right now.
Cao Fengnian can't just spread the beans into an army and conjure up thousands of troops.
Only by making good use of these new recruits can we last a little longer.
If it takes too long, the governor will send troops for reinforcements, right?
Wu Sangui, who had been silent and watching the fire under the city wall, suddenly said: "It's time, send our own troops."
He had been patiently suppressing his soldiers just to wait for this opportunity.
At present, the Ming army is already showing signs of fatigue.
All they need to do is send elite troops to attack suddenly to destroy their fragile confidence.
Wu Sangui had a very good grasp of this speed.
After his troops came on the scene, he quickly expanded his advantage and once climbed to the top of the city.
It was Cao Fengnian who led his troops to kill them before they managed to break the siege.
Wu Sangui was slightly surprised.
His own soldiers are all Guan Ning cavalry from back then.
Cao Fengnian's personal soldiers actually fought back and forth with his own soldiers, which proved that Cao Fengnian was very powerful.
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The person who can afford to raise such a thousand elite soldiers is by no means an ordinary person.
Wu Sangui couldn't help but pay more attention to Cao Fengnian.
However, Wu Sangui firmly believes that he will win in the end.
After all, Cao Fengnian only had a thousand soldiers, while Wu Sangui had tens of thousands of soldiers.
Even in a wheel battle, Cao Fengnian was no match for him.
"Add more force.
Within three hours, we will see the flag of the Qing Dynasty planted on the top of the city of Yunyang."
"Cao Junmen can't hold on any longer."
A soldier ran to Cao Fengnian with blood all over his body, fell to his knees with a plop, and cried: "Cao Junmen, why don't you lead the people to break out of the encirclement quickly.
You are a military commander, and even if you retreat, the court will only punish you.
"Fan, it won't hurt your life.
Why did you risk your life for Wu Wendao's stupidity?"
Cao Fengnian was stunned for a moment, and then yelled: "Bastard, you think this general is doing it for the city that Wu Wendao is guarding.
This general is doing it for His Majesty, for the imperial court, and for the tens of thousands of people who are guarding the city.
Of course, if this general leads his troops to break out of the encirclement, Can Save your life.
But have you ever thought about the people in the city?
The Tatars are inferior to animals.
They will probably massacre the city after they break the city.
Even if they don't massacre the city, they will definitely be able to do this to the people in the city.
Something about it?”
The soldier's expression dimmed and he lowered his head in shame.
"Today I leave my words here.
When people are in the city, they will be there.
When people die, the city will die."
Cao Fengnian laughed wildly and said: "Wu Sangui thinks that everyone is a coward like him, so I have to tell him that apart from cowards who are as timid as mice, there are more men in this world who dare to take responsibility."
"Since the general has given up his will, my subordinates must follow him until death."
"Okay, this is like the soldiers I brought out."
Cao Fengnian patted the soldier on the shoulder and said approvingly.
"Isn't it just death?
The scar on my head is no bigger than a bowl.
Thirty years later I will be a good man again."
Cao Fengnian paused and said, "Besides, we don't know who will win and who will lose.
Even if I die, I will turn into a ghost and strangle Wu Sangui's throat."
"Why haven't we taken the city head yet?"
Wu Sangui frowned and said very unhappy.
An hour passed, and the Qing army still failed to capture even a single city.
This was very different from what he had imagined.
He originally thought that after a round of attrition, the Ming army was at the end of its strength.
His own soldiers only needed a few rounds of charges to destroy the remaining momentum of the Ming army, and then take advantage of the situation to capture Yunyang.
But now it seems that the Ming army is still very energetic.
They repelled the Qing army time and time again, with no sign of defeat.
If the fight continues like this, it will completely turn into a tug-of-war.
When will it end?
This cannot go on.
Wu Sangui had already seen that the main force defending Yunyang City was Cao Fengnian's thousand soldiers.
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Then he would have his soldiers attack from all four walls at the same time.
If Cao Fengnian could not save the west but the east, one wall would definitely be broken down first.
It's just that this will cause greater losses to our own soldiers.
But now it's no longer time to worry about this.
"Come here, it is said that I will order my soldiers to attack with all their strength."
Wu Sangui gave the order, and the offensive method of his soldiers immediately changed.
They launched a fierce attack on the four walls at the same time like a tide, and the frequency and intensity of the attacks were several times higher than before.
Sure enough, the Ming army was unable to withstand such a fierce attack, and two of the four walls were already showing signs of collapse
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