Chapter 728 Great Wall Defense 3

The bald man in the city is still ordering people to attack several steps on the city wall. His strength is limited, and it is impossible to spread out a three-mile-wide attack surface like his son. He doesn't have any equipment to attack the city, because he doesn't think that it is necessary at all, and the eagle cannon can collapse the damn Great Wall. Where else do you need a ladder?

But now, he saw that his soldiers and horses had occupied several sections on the wall, but they could not go up the wall. The stairs guarded by the Ming army could not be vented. The stairs were steep and narrow, and they could not attack it at all. The Handari soldiers on it did nothing, and almost sprayed blood on their baldness.

What about Urus? Tell him to come to see me." The bald man rode a horse and shouted loudly under a section of the wall occupied by the trolls.

The Tatars on it happened to be panicked by a round of fire. A low-level Tatars officer didn't know Dayan Khan on the grassland at all and shouted down angrily, "How do I know where he is? I'm holding my head desperately. You are pretending to be below. If I had known I would not have come to save you.

The baldness scolded angrily, "You... are so bold that you dare to talk to me like this. Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are. Is it possible that you or Dayan Khan can't do it? Look at your thief's eyes. Why don't you just die in Daming territory? What's wrong with us? We still have to die."

The bald man almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and a general beside him raised his head and shouted angrily, "This is the respected Dayan Khan. You are blind. You are limited to tell the second prince of Urus to speak within a rag of incense, or I will kill your nine clans."

The low-level officer jumped down and squinted at the people under the city and found that something was wrong. The saddle was silver, and the helmets on his head were patterned. It seemed that he was really a big man. At that moment, he quickly shrank his head and tried his best to get in touch with the little prince of Urus, who was still under the city. As soon as Urus heard his father calling himself on the other side of the city wall, he hurried up the ladder to the wall, poked his head out and saw his father's angry face.

"Father Khan, I'd like to say peace to you. Father Khan, don't worry. Soon we can seize the stairs and sweep the Ming army."

"Why don't you bombard the Condor cannon?" The bald man looked up and shouted angrily.

Urus stiffly said, "Father Khan, the wise man is treacherous. Last night, he sent a spy to sneak into my eagle cannon position and destroyed all the flowering bullets of the eagle cannon, so..."

He was so shocked that he opened his mouth and said coldly for a long time, "Urus, you disappointed me. Let's talk about this matter later. At present, if you can't seize a beacon ladder within half an hour, you know your father's temper.

Urus's scalp was numb and he shouted repeatedly, "Fahan, don't worry, I will launch an attack in person. What else does Father Khan have to tell you?

The bald man snorted coldly, "Where is the officer who reported the news just now?"

The low-level officer next to Urus hurriedly poked his head and said, "Dear Khan, the horse on the grassland, the eagle in the sky, longevity will bless you forever, the villain just now..."

"Put him down." The baldness can be shouted coldly.

Urus was stunned. He didn't know the previous episode and didn't understand what his father sweat meant.

"Push him down the wall." The baldness can be shouted angrily.

Urus asked no more questions and turned to the low-level officer. The officer was already scared and looked pale. Urus said, "Did you jump by yourself or should I ask someone to throw you down?"

"The second prince spares his life, and the big sweat spares his life."

"Hey, my father wants you to go down, and I can't save you. Come on, push down." Urus waved his hand.

A sad scream cut through the battlefield, and an arc flew from the head of the Great Wall. The officer flew over the air with his teeth and claws, falling into the rocks under the city, breaking his bones and meat into a pool of mud.

The baldness spat and spit, turned around and drove the horse away.

After giving the order to die, Urus knew that it was an irrefutable order. Under his order, thousands of archers were transferred to the city and began to shoot intensively with bows and arrows to suppress the resistance of the Ming army. At the same time, the Tartarmen pressed forward and attacked several high places on the beacon.

This method really worked. The formation of the Ming army was equally dense, and the deaths and injuries were also heavy under the shooting of bows and arrows. Only three or 400 soldiers could be hidden in the beacon, and the rest were almost all exposed to the shooting of bows and arrows. The rain of arrows falling from the sky rolled down the Ming soldiers one by one.

Song Nan has nothing to do about this. The soldiers only have a small number of shields to resist the arrows. It is impossible not to hit the arrows under such a dense shooting, and under the suppression of the archers, the gun does not even have a chance to fire, because it can't reach the firing distance at all. Looking at the body of the Ming army rolling down the slope, Song Nan gritted his teeth and said, "Good ammunition on the fire, let me go."

"Your Excellency, how to rush? You can't take risks." Xu Tai hurried to stop it.

"The Tatars only shoot the standing people. They think that these rolling bodies have been hit by arrows, so we roll down and approach them to launch, causing chaos and then kill them and grabbing bows and arrows for my use."

"This...is too risky."

"Bullshit." Song Nan s rudely and ordered, "Get ready, get out of here."

A rain of arrows hit, and more than 100 Ming soldiers rolled down the slope. The archers below were also very strange. Generally, dozens of them rolled down after a round of shooting. Is this round more accurate than the previous round?

Song Nan hugged her head and rolled on the blood-stained green brick floor, and her body hurt on the diamond corner of the stone. It was not until she hit a wet and smelly body that she stopped, and dozens of guards with two guns behind her also rolled in. The bodies of the Ming army and the mortari piled up in front of them happened to become a fortification.

Song Nan pulled out the fire and shouted, "Board these bastards to death."

The firearms bombarded and launched, and the Tatson soldiers fell down like straw poles. The archers were shooting vigorously. Suddenly, the people and horses in front of them fell and exposed them to the firearms. The second round of the third round of firearm bombardment came without mercy, and the archers cried and shouted their parents to run back.

Song Nan said goodbye to his waist and pulled out the snowy embroidered spring knife and shouted, "Cut these bastards to death."

Dozens of guards came out of the cage like tigers. The thin and narrow embroidered spring knives flashed silver in the sun and rushed to the Tatar soldiers. The Tatar soldiers were a little confused for a moment. Who gave these inferior Ming soldiers the courage to fight hand-to-hand? While talking, this group of people had already killed the front, and suddenly the swords and shadows screamed and screamed. Kill together.

Xu Tai had already rushed down with others. Xu Tai thought he was not running fast enough, so he simply gave the order to roll down like Song Nan. The soldiers of the Ming army rolled down from the slope of the beacon and fought regardless of pulling out the blade.

This kind of hand-to-hand combat is theoretically unwise, but Song Nan has no choice. There are many archers in the Tatars, and he can't let his soldiers and horses be live targets. Only an unexpected fierce attack can stop the threat of archers. Although he knows that such hand-to-to-hand combat will kill many people, Song Nan has to Fighting to the death, grabbing some bows and arrows and going back as a means of counterattack is the only purpose to guard the stairs to climb the city. Even if it is delayed with human life, it will be delayed.

More than two hours have passed since the beginning of the battle. The sun has hung high above his head. At the end of the afternoon, the reinforced army may not arrive at the general marching speed, but Song Nan knows that Jiang Bin and Ma Ming will definitely march lightly and may emerge in the southeast the next moment. . At this point, if the baldness can break through the ladder of the Great Wall and lead his men and horses to escape, the previous efforts, the death of the tens of millions of brothers who died may have disappeared, will all be in vain. Although the losses of the Taran's soldiers and horses were more severe, Song Nan would never think it was a victory.

The Ming army launched a full-scale hand-to-hand fight without fear of death. On the narrow wall, the soldiers and horses of the two sides were crowded in one place, the swords shone with cold light, the machete dripping with blood, and the sound of the horror of the blade into the machete echoed on the wall. The beacons turned into slaughterhouses, but pigs, cattle, horses and sheep were slaughtered, but living lives. No one can describe the cruelty of this battle. No one can describe the tragedy of this battle. Everyone involved in the battle can no longer be counted as a person. It is just a body waving weapons. No one explores what they are thinking at this moment, and maybe they don't even know what they are thinking.

In fact, only half an hour has passed, but the time seems to be as long as a lifetime. Nearly 14,000 soldiers and horses left by the Ming army were consumed 5,000 people in this half an hour, and several beacons were defeated by facing hand-to-hand combat between left and right and frontal talons because of the danger of the number of people. The bald soldiers and horses below have attacked the middle of the ladder of the No. 11 beacon, and the breakthrough is only in an instant. Once the Tatano soldiers and horses below break through the ladder, it is the time for the disaster of the Ming army to come.

Song Nan's whole body was bathed in blood. If the armor hadn't been strong enough, he would have died ten or eight times, but he didn't think much anymore. At this moment, he has really become a bloody general of the Ming Dynasty, not a person who crossed from another time and space. At a moment, Song Nan suddenly remembered her husband Zhang Maolai. When her husband told him that he had to kill the enemy in the north pass of Yanmen Pass, Song Nan was very dissatisfied with the heroism in his words, but the scene changed, and now his mood is probably similar to the situation of his husband's killing of the enemy.

If you can survive this time, it will be full of pride and pride to talk about this battle to others in the future.

Just, can you really survive this time?