At the beginning of the second day, the genius was bright.
The Jiannu camp was already busy, and the masters had already gotten up.
Last night, they had received a report that almost all the Mingren navy in the south of the city had been wiped out, and they were all destroyed by fire ships.
Annihilate.
"By the two Lords of Beile, I commanded more than a hundred warships and burned more than 30 Ming warships last night.
Only less than ten warships escaped.
I give orders to Lord Beile."
Xianglan Banner Mele'er Zhentuhai Kneeling down to report to De Gelei and Yue Tuo, Tuhai's voice was high-pitched at this time, completely different from the dead fish on the deck last night.
The Jurchens believed that they were true warriors only on land.
"Slave dog, you did a good job.
I will give you a first credit."
Degerei smiled and pointed at Tuhai with his riding crop.
"Master Xie Beile."
Although most of Tuhai's words just now were actually addressed to Yue Tuo, Dege was also his master and did not dare to neglect him if he did not please the King of Khan.
"Tuhai, as your reward, today you can lead the army to attack the city from the south."
After solving Mingren's annoying navy, Yue Tuo was in a good mood and did not hesitate to reward him.
"Thank you, Lord Baylor, thank you, master."
Tu Hai was so grateful that he almost lay on the ground.
Now that the army has gathered, the leader of the four-sided siege must at least be someone like Gushan Beizi.
He can really have such a job as Meile.
This is because Lord Yue Tuobele is giving him a favor.
As a slave, how can he not shed tears of gratitude.
Degelei and his eldest son Dexik smiled on their faces, but cursed in their hearts, you are the one who makes good people, right?
At the end of the hour, the roaring of war drums and the low sound of horns spread.
Thirty thousand gold soldiers approached the south city of Lushun from all sides.
However, there was woodland to the east of Lushun City and the road went south, so only three thousand men feigned an attack. , just to contain the Ming army.
The north and south-west were attacking the city with all their strength.
At this time, Zhang Pan led nearly a thousand soldiers and stood at the head of the northern city of Lushun, watching the enemy slave army approaching from a distance.
The five thousand men in front were Han troops wearing leather and cotton armor.
Now, as long as they attack fortresses, the Han troops would be cannon fodder, consuming the manpower and material resources of the defenders.
This time was no exception.
Behind them are thousands of Zhenglan Banner soldiers.
They were all riding on horses, looking condescendingly at the Han army in front pushing donkey carts, holding wooden shields, carrying sandbags, and carrying ladders towards the moat of Lushun.
Zhang Pan stood at the top of the city, and the Jin army filled the open spaces in the south and north cities.
Their banners were waving, their armor was shining, and they were approaching menacingly.
Jiannu was getting stronger and stronger, and even the Han army was wearing armor.
Zhang Pan looked at the many soldiers under his command without armor in the city with complicated emotions, and he felt extremely depressed.
After nearly twenty years of insisting on revenge, he has gone through hardships and suffered several near misses.
Now he finds that the distance to revenge is not closer, but far away.
Thinking about the steady retreat of Liao Town and the loss of tens of thousands of elite soldiers, but the Jiannu had secured control of Liaodong, Zhang Pan couldn't help but feel an overwhelming resentment against the court and the emperor.
He and his soldiers stood alone in Lushun How many years have passed and how many attacks by Jiannu have been repelled.
However, the imperial court did not even have enough armor for the soldiers, and the food and wages were always in arrears.
This was the imperial court that thousands of soldiers were working hard to protect.
Although there was slander and resentment in his heart, Zhang Pan still insisted on sticking to the end.
This was his persistence in this life.
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As long as he is still there, Lushun will still be there.
"Brothers, these are the brutal Jian slaves and their Han slave soldiers.
They are the ones who destroyed our family and our family.
Today, either they die or we die.
Brothers, do you dare to fight?"
Zhang Pan turned around and shouted to the defenders. .
"Fight, fight, fight."
Almost all the soldiers waved their swords and guns.
Most of these people had an unsolvable blood feud with Jiannu.
This made the Lushun Ming army's combat power much higher than that of the average Ming army.
It also allowed Lushun to persevere in the face of Jiannu attacks several times.
"I swear today that I will never take a step back at the top of the city.
Brothers, do you dare to kill the slaves with me?"
Zhang Pan roared loudly.
"Kill the slaves, kill the slaves, kill the slaves."
All the soldiers roared loudly, followed by the East City, the West City, and finally the North City.
There was a roar of killing slaves, the sound shook all directions and spread far away.
Degelei, Yuetuo and other slave-building generals three miles away from the city saw the swords and guns waving at the top of the city and heard the cries of killing slaves, and they all hated Zhang Pan more and more.
De Gelei ordered the army to move forward with an expressionless expression.
He vowed in his heart that he would make Zhang Pan's head into a wine glass to play with, otherwise it would be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart.
When the Han army's flag approached and was only seventy steps away from the city, and was about to reach the moat, hundreds of crossbows were on the city, and nearly a thousand archers of the Han army below the city were also firing their bows and arrows.
The arrows from both sides shuttled like locusts, making a continuous sound, and the whistle of death was everywhere.
However, both sides had made sufficient preparations.
The city was protected by wooden shields, iron shields and donkey carts both above and below the city.
There were really not many casualties.
Most of the casualties were the crossbowmen who were shooting arrows.
They were most vulnerable to injury because they were shooting without protection.
The Han army came to the moat and quickly threw sandbags into the river.
In a short time, seven or eight places were filled in to create a passage several feet wide.
Although it was uneven, the soldiers could pass through without any problem.
The soldiers behind held up wooden shields or pushed donkey carts through the moat, and swarmed towards the city.
At this time, some soldiers were injured by arrows without protection when crossing the moat.
They howled repeatedly, and some people kept throwing them down.
Or they fell into the water on the side.
Some Han soldiers who were still injured and struggling were trampled to death by the soldiers behind them.
They had no choice but to protect themselves from injury, regardless of the lives of others.
Couldn't they help them despite the rain of arrows?
The two guards in front of Zhang Pan were holding up iron shields for protection.
He only exposed his two eyes and watched.
When he saw the Han army approaching thirty steps, he shouted and fired.
Boom boom boom, five small French bronze cannons roared, spraying thousands of iron sands and scattering them like a fan.
Many Han soldiers shuddered, their bodies were penetrated by iron sand, and their internal organs were torn to pieces.
They wailed loudly and rolled all over the ground until they died on their own or were trampled to death by subsequent Han soldiers.
Many iron shields were knocked away, and the Han troops behind were injured or killed, but the wooden shields were basically unharmed, and the Han troops protected by donkey carts were even more unharmed.
Zhang Pan looked at everything in front of him coldly.
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No matter how many Han troops he killed, he could not be moved.
Zhang Pan neither regretted the casualties of these Han troops nor showed mercy.
Since he surrendered to the foreigners, he would If you have the consciousness of being a loser, you are destined to be cannon fodder.
He was just helpless.
Most of the defensive arrows, wood, and stones had to be used on these Han people, and the few remaining ones could be used on the Jiannu.
He couldn't understand his hatred.
Cloud ladders began to be put up on the city wall, and the Han troops began to swarm onto the city.
More than a thousand armored soldiers from Jiannu approached the moat and used their rifles to cover the Han troops' actions.
Although the Han army is said to be slaves and cannon fodder, they are still useful slaves after all.
When they returned to Liaodong, they were good at cultivating the land.
It would be better to die as few as possible.
This point is clear to Dege.
At this time, the naked Ming army's crossbowmen ceased their activity, and only a few under the cover of gate towers or shields were still fighting back.
Under the cover of shields, the soldiers and young men who defended the city braved the rain of arrows and pushed down the rolling logs and rocks.
Wherever the rolling logs hit, the Han soldiers on the ladders screamed and fell, causing broken bones and tendons on the ground. .
Some of the wood can be recycled with ropes on both sides.
After attacking the enemy, soldiers from both sides can pull it up to the top of the city.
It can be reused and used sparingly.
As time goes by, there will be a shortage of items to defend the city.
Bang bang, heavy stones were thrown from the city, knocking down and smashing everyone they encountered.
Many Han soldiers fell down with blood splattering on them.
Some kerosene was splashed out, and then the torch was thrown down.
With a few booms, large flames and thick smoke rose.
Many Han soldiers were covered in fire.
They slapped them with their hands, and their arms were also ignited.
There was a sudden and tragic scene.
The shouts and the pungent smell of barbecue mixed together, making the city a hell.
Boom boom boom, braving the rain of arrows, several French cannons were fired, bringing blood and death.
The Han army fell to pieces wherever the iron sand touched.
But now the Han army does not need to use swords and guns to force the slave soldiers behind, but still climbs as hard as they can, because they know that if they escape from the battle and are hacked to death, their families will also lose their land and become slaves of the Jurchens.
That is what they want The saddest.
Zhang Pan looked in surprise at the Han troops under the city who were quite willing to sacrifice their lives and charged forward.
He was surprised.
When did the Han troops become so enthusiastic about fighting for the Jurchens?
He had big doubts in his heart.
"Tsk, Fang Tou, look at how fierce the attack in front is, and how fierce the defenders on the city are.
How many people have been killed and injured this time."
Lu You, who was guarding the artillery cart, said with a click of his tongue.
This was the first time for him to experience such a fierce and brutal siege battle, and he was extremely lucky to think about his job now.
"It's nothing to see.
There are Han people both above and below the city.
What's there to see?"
Fang Dongmen looked ahead absentmindedly, uninterested in the fierce battle at the top of the city.
Several large stones were pushed down from the city, which immediately overwhelmed the Han army below the city, causing chaos below the city.
If this thing sticks to it, bones and tendons will be broken, it is too cruel.
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Even though he was several miles away, Lu You could clearly see the chaos, his mouth wide open in surprise.
"Fang Tou, tsk, how many people will be crushed to death by these big rocks?
Just tell me I won't be able to wait for a while."
"Look at the Baylor men in front of you.
They are talking and laughing.
Tsk, but there are no casualties among the Jurchen soldiers.
It doesn't matter that so many Han soldiers died."
Fang Dongmen stared at the front a hundred paces and was joking.
Yue Tuo, Dege Lei and others were pointing and pointing.
"Shh, Fang Tou, be careful what you say."
Lu You couldn't laugh or cry.
Fang Tou was sometimes too kind-hearted.
If the Jurchens heard this, the Fang brothers would be fine.
After more than an hour of hard fighting, the Han army did not reach the top of the city of Lushun, but they exhausted all the arrows, rolling trees and rocks in the city.
Seeing that it was almost noon, Dege ordered the troops to withdraw.
After leaving more than a thousand corpses in the southeast and west, the Han army stopped the offensive and began to retreat.
There were dead bodies, ladders, donkey carts, and unburnt flames everywhere under the city of Lushun.
On the way of the Jin army's retreat, the Jin army's artillery had begun to roar, and the defenders in the city could not be left idle
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