Chapter 490 Depressed to death!

In the city, at the foot of the seven-meter-thick wall, a large number of soldiers with black helmets sat quietly under the base of the wall, wiping the weapons in their hands, all with smiles on their faces. Although they tried their best to resist laughter, anyone could see the joy and gloating on the faces of these soldiers with rifles. This old goblin is really good. An officer talking about a cigarette couldn't help laughing and said to his companion beside him.

"Hey hey, I was worried about this old man. It's good now. It's really cool to bury those Manqing Tattars." The one next to him also smiled and nodded frequently.

This one-eyed deaf old man is also a member of the Liang family's army. In the past, he was originally a tough general in the hands of Liang Yuanxia, but because he was seriously injured, he later said goodbye to his favorite pirate stage. However, after all, he was reluctant to leave the battlefield of blood and fire, and the old man became the army. Chef.

As early as more than ten days ago, Shanhaiguan had been taken down by a raid by an integrated division of the Liang family army transported from Ryukyu Island. The general and his more than 3,500 subordinates, except for more than 700 people who died on the spot, have long been prisoners of this army. Now, in Shanhaiguan Only one of Liang Jiajun's integrated division is on the defense.

Originally, it had been detected that the Qing army had arrived under the city today. Liang Guodong, the division commander, originally wanted to go directly to the city to defend. However, when he was discussing how to defend in the canteen, the master jumped out, so a strange and almost teasing city battle began with the one-eyed and half-deaf old man.

More than 25,000 soldiers and horses let the one-eyed deaf old man be blocked in the lower part of the city for more than half an hour. The soldiers below who were ready to defend the city at any time listened to the old man talking with the eight flag soldiers under the city, and listened to the old man play those eight flag soldiers stunned. It was like drinking cold water on a dog day. It's refreshing.

"...Uncles of the Eight Banners, I'm old man. I'm not good at my body. I can't push the winch. This old man of the suspension bridge really can't get it. If you don't come up, I'll give the old man a hand. The one-eyed deaf old man leisurely chattered about the dry smoke pot and put forward a suggestion.

"...This old asshole, I think he is playing tricks." Yong Beile was angry and turned his head to look at Lebao. I said, Lord Le, what should I do now? You can't let the children of more than 25,000 Eight Banners stay in front of the moat stupidly and wait for the Hangou to open the door?!"

"Yes, I'm in the capital. Even if I'm a nine-door admiral, I don't dare to take it like this. I'm just looking for death." Another son of the clan also shouted with dissatisfaction.

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"Five me! Break that door open!" Looking at the one-eyed deaf old man who leisurely talked about a big cigarette bag on the gate of the city, Le Bao finally couldn't help it. The army of tens of thousands of eight flags actually talked with a half-deaf old man under the city for nearly half an hour. It was rumored that his commander was not the laughingstock of the world.

Hearing the commander's command, these Eight Banners who had a strong desire and impulse to destroy good things immediately...

...Looking at the moat about three feet wide, and the suspended bridge that has been put away and twisted with a thin iron rope, how to smash it? This is worth eating, drinking and playing. The soldiers of the Eight Banners who are dumbfounded in marching and fighting put on the posture of thinkers one by two and squatting in the depth of water about three feet wide. I'm afraid there is a problem of deep thinking about the moat.

"Your Excellency, how can we smash it?" A counselor turned around for a long time before he remembered that there was no ladder in their army, let alone a city car crash. And the wide moat is also a difficult problem.

"Do you still need me to teach you? Find your own way to go. Get out of here. I'll give you half an hour. If you can't break the gate, I'll see you. Le Bao is really crazy.

The counselor was so scared that he rolled on the ground, and then under his urging and threat, the flag soldiers cursed past the water, and then tried to climb to the end of the suspended suspension bridge like a king on a tree.

The suspension bridge that has been newly brushed with tung oil is very smooth, and it is difficult to have strength on the bridge. One vote of eight flag soldiers is like playing entertainment games between cities, cursing up and down. The angry youths of the Eight Banners who were still standing on the moat have now become a group of gloating audiences.

There are those who shout loudly, there are those who blow the wind and whistles, and there are even people who hummed 18 touches and touch the obscene posture to teach those people how to climb to the top of the suspension bridge.

The one-eyed deaf old man was not idle with a big cigarette bag, and pointed out from time to time.

"You are a fool, are you crawling like this? Poke it with a knife, and then force it. Damn it, even a fish is smarter than your Eight Banners. The waist knife is so long that you can't pull you if you poke it in. Tell you, use two short daggers, poke into the bridge board in turn, and climb up slowly... Tut, it's still a young man. How come one or two of his mother climb like a bastard? When I climbed the boat to help rob the old man, it was much better than you little kids.

Those Eight Banners turned back and scolded angrily, but often let the old man say, what? Be louder and get out of the three souls. Several idiots poked the bridge board with their waist knives and climbed up. As a result, they made a gap in their hands...

"Listen to the old dog..." The counselor has also crossed under the suspension bridge. At least he was in charge. Seeing that these stupid B flag soldiers couldn't climb up for a long time, he vomited blood in his heart. Finally, he decided to try the method of the deaf old man on the city. Well... These stupid B flag soldiers were finally able to climb with tears. At the top of the suspension bridge.

"...I said." A man climbed to the top of the suspension bridge, rode on the bridge, looked at the iron chain with the thickness of the arm, and then looked at the two short daggers in his hand that should only be used to cut cooked meat. For a moment, tears filled his eyes.

The old man scolded stupidly a few times, and his laughter was so loud that even the big cigarette bag almost fell on the wall.

In the end, the soldiers of the Eight Banners behind threw the waist knife to this one, and then cut the wooden boards under the thick iron cables on the suspension bridge, and their hands and feet were numb. Finally, they put down the suspension bridge. After that, the soldiers with heavy weapons were able to push forward to the door under the building. Using the strength of the milk bridal chamber, he fiercely cut and smashed the door wrapped in iron inlaid with copper nails.

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After all his efforts, he smashed bitterly and finally smashed a hole in the gate. The eight flag soldiers who were tired like dead dogs finally cheered excitedly, but the next news made Le Baoqi vomit blood.

"One step behind the gate, I don't know which bastard to build the gate with bricks."

After hearing that the counselor who commanded the soldiers to smash the mountain and close the customs was so back and forth, Le Bao felt that God was deliberately trying to fool himself. Those clan children, the elites of the Eight Banners, are even more crazy.

"Someone thing, my lord, we have made such a big noise. Someone should have come to see it a long time ago, but now, the semi-deaf old man is watching the hustle and bustle on the tower of the city gate, which is really unreasonable. No matter how arrogant Wu Han'an is, even if he doesn't come to greet the commander-in-chief, it is impossible to walk the gate. It's blocked." Next to him, a little intelligent son of the Eight Banners finally gave a guess close to the truth.

"You mean that Wu Han'an wants to rebel?" The Yongbeile's face suddenly turned much whiter, and he didn't know when the original arrogant momentum withered.

"I'm not sure, but since Wu Han'an has received the military report, he built stones to block the gate and ignored us. I'm afraid it's a conspiracy to do so." Le Bao took a deep breath and looked at the majestic Shanhaiguan. The city of Shanhaiguan, with a circumference of about eight miles, was a small city, but the city wall was high and thick. The top width of the east wall actually reached a distance of five feet, but ten people walked together and five horses rode together. The interior of the city wall is made of earth and the outside is made of bricks. There are moats around the outside of the city, which usually store water and guard against the enemy in wartime. There are arrow towers on each of the four gates of the city.

Now, although the dragon flag of the Qing Dynasty is still flying on the wall, it is terriblely quiet. Even the one-eyed old man who just played with them has disappeared, as if there has never been such a person on the gate. Looking at this scene, the Yongbei couldn't help it. I have to shiver." Commander, what should we do now? Do you want to send someone to report to the emperor first?

"Report to the emperor? My Beller, how long did it take us to get to Shanhaiguan? Do we have to wait here until the emperor sends an imperial envoy? Seeing this extremely strange mountain customs, Le Bao finally made up his mind to make equipment and attack the city!

"Damn it, if I had known it, I should have asked the emperor to adjust the sharp camp." Looking at the wall with a thickness of several feet and also several feet, Le Bao looked at the plain that could not even see the shadow of the root tree for more than ten miles around, and after receiving the order, Le Bao felt that he wanted to cry...

"Why don't we bombard him with cannons?" Next to him, the Yongbel also saw that the coach of Lebao was in a bad mood, which should be said to be very bad, so he made another suggestion.

"There are only light cannons in our army. Do you know that this wall is several feet thick and can be crushed?" Lebao really doesn't have the spirit to smile at this Baylor now.

"Hund the city gate corridor." Baylor rolled his eyes and said.

"... Boom! Bring the artillery forward and give me a bombardment! The ladder continues to do it. No matter what, we will go to the city today!" Le Bao pulled out his waist knife and roared angrily, like a vicious dog forced to the corner of the alley with no place to escape.

(to be continued)