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Chapter 163: Your son was burned to death by me. He died miserably.

Soon Huang Degong had to face a sad reality...

He might as well die in battle!
"Hahahaha, Huang Chuangzi, are these your officers and soldiers? They come from a clean background, and are officers and soldiers of the imperial court. They have been cultivated by Long Live Master for more than ten years!"

Gao Jie laughed wildly with pride.

The former bandits behind this guy were all smiling happily.

but……

Huang Degong could only blush in shame.

He was finally laughed at by Gao Jie. At this moment, his face seemed to be stepped on the ground and rubbed repeatedly by Gao Jie, but at this time, he didn't care about why Gao Jie came running...

According to their plan, Huang Degong returned to Chuzhou to organize his men to resist Liu Liangzuo, while Gao Jie continued to block in the south of Nanjing. At the same time, Zheng Hongkui's navy crossed Nanjing and went upriver to get ahead of the Qing army's arrival and see where reinforcements could be placed. After all, there are still many fortresses along the Yangtze River in the upper reaches, especially places like Anqing and Wuhu. They just lack defenders. It is best to go to Anqing, but if you can't go to Anqing, you have to stay in Wuhu. Ma Shiying has already asked Zhang Guowei for help. If the latter can mobilize local team training, there is still a chance. In addition, there are actually some small groups of officers and soldiers in various places downstream. For example, Liu Zhao's base is in Taizhou.

Of course, it is a bit difficult for Zhang Guowei to initiate team training.

But there is no other way.

You can only treat a dead horse as a live doctor.

Fortunately, Zuo Liangyu was blocked in the city and had no idea what was happening outside.

Otherwise, once he breaks out...

Of course, he would definitely not fight out if he couldn't see the Qing army.

Marshal Zuo was also very cunning. Considering his current situation, even if Liu Liangzuo really attacked Nanjing, it would be hard to say whether he would open the door.

Open the door?
Let Huama Liu go in and grab money?

We are all adults, and we all know what the other party is. Liu Liangzuo really led his troops into the city, and when he saw those fat pigs, it would be strange not to get angry with Zuo Liangyu. In front of tens of millions of taels of silver, their rational shouts were like gnats. Zuo Liangyu would not make the mistake of luring a wolf into the house. Now that he is sitting on a huge amount of silver, he is probably an enemy to everyone. Even if Dorgon really comes to Nanjing, it is hard to say whether he will open the door. Even if he does, he will have to wait for him. Hide the money first.

In fact, generals such as Ma Shiying, Huang Degong, and Gao Jie all understood that if Dorgon's army arrived, everyone would be in serious danger. However, since the princess did not escape, it was really difficult for them to escape. In short, in this situation, everyone is fighting hard, and there are people crawling out of the dead on the left and right, and their lives are picked up. If you fight this time, you will fight hard. If you lose, you will lose your life. If you win, you will really make a lot of money.

People like them are also big gamblers, and it's not a big deal for them to risk their lives.

Of course, more importantly, I never received another letter from Yang Feng.

He's definitely not dead.

Then why didn't he write again?
However, Yuan Jixian's urgent reports continued every day. He only said that Yang Feng had passed Jiujiang long ago, and that Dorgon did not go south, but was building a pontoon bridge.

But there was a serious problem with his dispatch.

This thing isn't much faster than a fleet of ships.

The five-hundred-mile expedited journey is just five hundred miles a day and a night. It takes more than two days to get from Jiujiang to Nanjing. And even if Dorgon started from Wuchang, it would probably take two days for Yuan Jixian to get the news in Jiujiang. After all, Dorgon would definitely not He was notified specifically for this purpose, and it would take time for the spies he sent to report back. That is to say, Dorgon set off in Wuchang. After Yuan Jixian got the news, he rushed 500 miles to tell Ma Shiying that the shortest time would not be less than four days, and more than five days is normal. So if it is true that Dorgon has gone south, Nanjing By the time we received the urgent report from Yuan Jixian, he might have already arrived in Wuhu.

This is why the forces in Wuchang have made Nanjing fearful since ancient times.

Although it seems to be thousands of miles away, there will be no warning time when it actually happens.

"kill!"

At this moment, Huang Degong, who was full of shame and anger, pointed forward with the iron whip in his hand.

Then he spurred his horse forward.

Three hundred cavalrymen followed closely behind him, quickly forming an elongated cone, thrusting straight into the oncoming enemy. The horses of both sides trampled the rice fields in early autumn, and quickly collided in the twilight. Huang Degong, who already had a desperate mentality, led his most loyal and elite servants to attack the enemy army, who immediately spread their wings to encircle them. But at the same time, Gao Jie's men also began to speed up, and soon he, who also spread his wings, ran into the enemy. A melee between the elite cavalry began in the endless rice fields in the twilight.

Huang Degong, who was already determined to die, seemed to have returned to when he was still young, wielding an iron whip and smashing the subordinates who betrayed him.

The same goes for the three hundred servants behind him.

Both sides were acquaintances, cursing each other, hacking each other...

Gao Jie was admiring Huang Degong's battle from behind.

"Uncle, why should we save him? Let him die so that we can go back and annex his subordinates."

Li Benzhen said.

This is indeed the best choice.

Huang Degong only betrayed the subordinates who stayed in Jiangbei, but there are still more than 20,000 people on the south bank. As long as he dies and Gao Jie goes back to recruit, the more than 20,000 people will definitely join him, and then Gao Jie suddenly becomes the strongest in the lower reaches. power.

Besides, he and Huang Degong originally disliked each other, but they were already getting along without stabbing each other in the back.

To save is an exaggeration.

"Save, even if he can no longer raise his head when he sees me in the future, I will save him. As for his soldiers, don't think about it. If Yang Feng dies, it is best for us to do this, but since Yang Feng Feng is fine, then we are very ignorant if we are too strong.

It's just right now. "

Gao Jie patted his nephew's shoulder and said with a depth that did not fit his style.

After saying this, this guy went straight to the battlefield.

Well, they already know that Dorgon did not go south.

Yuan Jixian's efficiency was not as low as Yang Feng imagined. After all, he was the governor of two provinces. After learning that Dorgon was repairing the pontoon bridge, he also guessed that Wuchang might not surrender, so he has been sending spies to Wuchang to investigate the situation. Although Dorgon blocked the land route, there were countless lakes around Wuchang, and it was too easy to infiltrate them. In the end, his spies found the information that Dorgon had surrounded Wuchang and was preparing to attack, and this could only prove one thing. Yang Feng, who had had no news for many days, had actually arrived in Wuchang a long time ago and had solved Zuo Mengeng. Wuchang not only did not surrender, but was still being besieged by Dorgon. This news was quickly sent to Nanjing by him.

Ma Shiying was immediately relieved.

It would be easier if Yang Feng is not dead.

Even if Dorgon finally captured Wuchang with his strength, he would not be able to threaten Nanjing.

Yang Feng has many ways to stop him.

So what Ma Shiying needs to do now is to mobilize troops to deal with Liu Liangzuo while ensuring the blockade of Nanjing. Lao Ma still knows Liu Liangzuo, but he is only on the same level as Gao Jie, and may not even be better than Gao Jie.

He is still capable of taking care of Liu Liangzuo.

"Huang Chuangzi, you owe me your life!"

Gao Jie rushed into the battlefield and led his men to fight bravely while shouting in the direction of Huang Degong.

He shouted happily.

Huang Degong pretended not to hear and continued to fight silently.

At this time in Wuchang, Yang Feng was also shouting very happily.

"Dorgon, come here!"

he shouted.

Dorgon, under the yellow umbrella in the distance, continued to look at him silently.

The super heartless cannon behind Yang Feng sprayed countless broken bricks, roaring and smashing down the city. The attacking Qing army screamed in horror, but at this time they had no possibility of escaping, because the ones supervising the battle behind had been replaced by Eight Banners Manchurians. . The latter used a dense cavalry formation in front of the wall, squeezing the cannon fodder and forcing them to continue rushing towards the city wall. On the city wall, in addition to Yang Feng's super heartless cannon, there were countless various types of artillery spraying flames.

The dense roar of shotguns.

The cannon fodder fell in pieces.

Those who are alive can only move forward. The ones at the front had already crossed the Jiyu Bridge, which was littered with corpses, and had set up ladders on the city wall. The cannon fodder soldiers with shields on their heads were climbing up in a desperate and desperate manner.

but……

Porcelain pots fell one after another on the city wall.

It's just that these porcelain pots have burning cloth strips on them.

Molotov cocktails exploded under the city wall and even on the outer city bricks. The splashing flames continuously ignited the bodies of the cannon fodders. They fell screaming with blazing fire, and some ran wildly with the flames trying to rush in. Moat, and they kept bumping into more companions.

The latter's screams of terror set them on fire.

But the Qing army's artillery shells were also roaring in the sky.

These cannonballs hit the parapet, causing broken bricks to fly. At the same time, arrows shot by the Qing army continued to fall.

The casualties of the defenders on the city wall continued to increase.

But at this time, no one cares about anything else, and they are all trying their best to defend the city wall with various weapons.

And it's not just Wushengmen. Qing troops from the south and east of the city are also attacking. Although these two directions are mainly for containment, the real main attack is Wushengmen. Dorgon has assembled more than ten troops around Wuchang. An army of ten thousand, the real number being one hundred thousand, was to conquer Wuchang in the shortest possible time. But obviously he was too naive. Although this city is not the Dezhou Fortress that Yang Feng built for more than a year, the city itself is not comparable to Dezhou. As one of the most important cities on the Yangtze River, King Chu's vassal Even in the past, Wuchang was a top fortress.

Especially special terrain.

There is water on both sides of the north, and there is only one attack channel in the middle. Yang Feng can concentrate his firepower to the maximum extent.

And the east side is full of mountains.

Of course, further east there is water.

Attack from the east with your back to the lake, which is more dangerous.

The west side faces away from the Yangtze River.

South side...

Security gate.

"put!"

Yang Shaobao shouted with excitement.

Of course, he was not shooting a cannon. There was a large millstone on the female wall in front of him, and the millstone was tied with a steel wire rope through the hole. The other end of the steel wire rope was also tied to the perforation of the crenel, but there was another same steel wire rope on the millstone, but This one is connected to the vertical pulley block on the city wall. And there is more than one such millstone wire rope combination. In fact, there is one six or seven meters apart on this section of the city wall. There are more than twenty people lined up. Following his order and his movement of pushing down the millstone, The soldiers guarding the millstone pushed it down at the same time.

The millstone weighing several hundred kilograms fell instantly, and the wire rope with it was like a sweeping knife, sweeping across the enemy who was climbing the ladder.

The weight of the millstone and the potential energy of the fall are eventually converted into the sweeping force of the wire rope.

In the blink of an eye, they reached the millstone close to the base of the city wall and used steel ropes to clear the wall. There was a scream of enemy troops below, and the millstone kept swinging there due to the pendulum effect. Immediately afterwards, the soldiers pulling the steel ropes on the city wall began to use pulleys to pull up the millstones again. Then the soldiers on the female wall hooked them over and placed them on the female wall waiting for the enemy to climb the city wall again.

More soldiers were happily attacking the enemies lying below with various weapons.

"It's a pity that the millstone is too light."

Yang Feng said with regret.

This is simply a design based on the principle of recycling waste after he dragged a large bundle of steel wire ropes from the cornucopia.

These steel wire ropes bear enough weight, but it is hard to find anything heavy enough and suitable for binding. If a ton-level object is hung, the sweeping force of the steel wire rope will not only cut off the head, but also break the enemy's bones without difficulty.

There are twenty-four groups in total, and the outside of the Wengcheng wall is basically a dead place.

However, the Qing army continued to move forward.

These are no longer even cannon fodder Han troops, some of the Han troops who entered the Pass were also forced to join.

After all, they are all just cannon fodder to me, the Qing Dynasty...

"Who is this?"

Yang Feng held up his binoculars and looked at a Qing general outside the city who personally drove off the cannon fodder attack.

After speaking, he handed the binoculars to the officer beside him.

The latter obviously came from southeast Liaoning.

Zuo Liangyu started his career in Liaodong and had a large number of people from Liaodong under his command.

The middle-aged officer held a telescope and put it to his eyes like Yang Feng, and then he pulled him to point at the Qing general...

"Shi Tingzhu, probably. I haven't seen him for more than 20 years. At that time, I was still in Guangning Wei Baihu. I was about the same age as him. He and Sun Degong sold Guangning together. I didn't want to do it." Aha, who was a Jianlu, had no choice but to escape from Guangning, but he didn't want to meet him in Wuchang more than 20 years ago. "

The officer said rather sadly.

then……

"Shi Tingzhu, your son Shi Huashan was burned alive by me. He died miserably!"

Yang Feng shouted while holding an electric horn.

Because of the distance and the loud noise, Shi Tingzhu actually didn't hear clearly. He just looked around blankly, and he probably vaguely heard someone calling his name.

But the cannon fodder below who were driven to attack heard it very clearly.

"Master Gushan, he said that your son was burned alive by him."

"Master Gushan, your son was burned to death by him. He died miserably!"

……

These guys shouted happily to their Gushan Ezhen with spite.

Shi Tingzhu heard it clearly now.

He howled like crazy and urged his horse forward, obviously losing control of his emotions.

However, the officer beside Yang Feng rushed to the nearest cannon as quickly as possible, and then took aim at him with the gunner. Shi Tingzhu, who was emotionally out of control due to the pain of losing his son, rushed into the shotgun range. At the same time, he whipped the cannon fodder with his whip and howled to force them to continue the attack. The next moment, the cannon burst into flames and shot out shot after shot...

"This one should be burned to death!"

Yang Feng said with regret.

The unlucky Shi Tingzhu fell under the blast of whizzing shotguns.

A shotgun blast hit him in the face.

Yang Feng could even see his face turn into a blood red mass instantly.

"Master Gushan is dead!"

"Run!"

……

The cannon fodder below turned around and ran away without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)