I don't know how many pots of asphalt had been poured down, so the Qing army officer threw the torches several times. He walked to a squat again. More and more ladders were lying on the edge of the wall, and the Ming army's wandering arrows continued to fly towards the city wall.

From time to time, many auxiliary soldiers seemed panic. They walked forward with stones and kept looking around, fearing that a rocket would suddenly fall from the sky and hit it. However, a few people were crazy about blood and shouts, and attacked the Ming soldiers who tried to climb the city walls desperately. The new recruits of the Qing army lacked experience. They often did not attack immediately after leaving the cover of the walls, but spent too much time looking for targets, but were hit by Ming soldiers under the city.

Officers do not have time to correct the mistakes of the unarmed soldiers. They lack protection, so this mistake is more deadly and may cause them to lose their lives in an instant. Officers know that only a few unarmed soldiers who show courage can survive until after the war. However, as long as they survive, they will be rewarded, valued by the officers, and the experience gained by the soldiers through war can make them more likely to survive the next war.

But now, these soldiers are just cannon fodder. The governor of Sichuan and Shaanxi has not sent reinforcements here, so the most urgent task is to do its best to prevent the Ming army from climbing the city wall. The officer glanced at the battlement and there was a ladder on each side and poked out the top of the city wall, and they were shaking violently, indicating that the climbing Ming army was already very close to the city head.

These Ming troops are obviously experienced. They are very stable when climbing, and they can also free up a shield to protect themselves. It is difficult to effectively hit targets with aimless throwing wood and stones. It is better to pour asphalt. It can not only seriously damage the enemy in front of them, but also ignite the ladder to prevent the Ming army from continuing to use it.

In the blink of an eye, the officer determined the next target. The ladder shook even harder, either the Ming army above was closer to the top or the people above.

"Hurry up!" Qing army officer pointed at the trough and urged several soldiers who hurriedly ran over with the asphalt pan. Another bucket of asphalt was poured down. The officer skillfully reached out his hand outside the wall. Years of fighting experience allowed him to know how to ignite the ladder with the greatest chance - the action he had done many times just now, pausing for a moment and then letting go, ensuring that the torch fell straight down.

The moment when he was about to let go of his hand, the officer seemed to see a white light passing by, revealing it from under the mercedes...

Yi Hou bit the steel knife in his mouth. Just now, he held the shield with one hand and the ladder with the other. Every time a wood and stone fell on his head, he would immediately approach the wall and tilt the shield back quickly. Most of the stones were not thrown accurately. After removing part of the force in this way, the stones that hit his shield never smashed Yi Hou down from the ladder.

In other words, you can support the city walls and walls of Chongqing by stretching your hand. At this time, Yi Hou saw a piece of black and oily thing poured down from his head.

"Stop it!" Yi Hou shouted silently in his heart, protecting his face with his shield with all his might, but the hot asphalt poured on his face still splashed on his body, and suddenly there was a burnt smell in many parts of his clothes. Other places were fine, but a large stream of asphalt spilled, just spilling on Yi Hou's left thigh and the left arm holding the ladder. These muscles shook uncontrollably, and the balance was lost when the feet were empty.

"No." Yi Hou felt as if he was leaving the ladder. He subconsciously threw away the shield of his right hand and tried his best to grab the ladder, trying to hang himself on the ladder. His right hand suddenly grabbed the edge of the ladder. At this time, the severe pain came into his mind. Yi Hou felt that his whole body was trembling without hesitation. His left arm and left leg were hanging in the air, and the pain was no longer under control, and the weight of his whole body was hanging on his right arm.

Although tears were almost bursting out, Yi Hou still bit the steel knife hard. If he lost his weapon, he would just be slaughtered by others. There was only one line away from the squat, but Yi Hou could only watch but could not climb up. The companions behind Yi Hou blocked most of the asphalt, and they did not suffer the same serious injuries, but if Yi Hou could not climb up, they could not move forward.

"I can get up," Yi Hou's teeth almost shattered on the back of the knife. His right hand grabbed the edge of the ladder with all his strength to prevent himself from falling down. At the same time, he tried his best to restore control of the left half of his body: "I also want to follow General Liu to drive the Tartars out of the pass, how can I die here?"

"I won't die here..." Yi Hou tried desperately to move his left half of his body, which was severely damaged, to encourage himself, and must jump to the top of the city at the next moment.

At this moment, Yi Hou saw a torch protruding out, crossing over his head, holding the torch hanging on his head, and stopped.

Time seemed to be still, and Yi Hou knew that the next moment, the hand would release it and threw the torch on the ladder covered with asphalt.

He loosened his right hand, which was holding the ladder, and at the same time he retracted at full speed. When his hand grabbed the handle of the knife, Yi Hou spitted out the knife in his mouth.

"Ah--" Yi Hou shouted loudly with all his strength, waved the knife towards the hand holding the torch with all his strength. At the same time, his body also lost balance and turned backwards.

When his body fell out of the ladder, Yi Hou confirmed that he had hit the target. The hand that poked out the wall and the torch it held flew away from Chongqing's city wall with Yi Hou. The top of the city wall was quickly away. Yi Hou and his companions on the ladder behind him passed by. As he quickly approached the ground, the Ming soldiers began to climb up again.

Yi Hou's body lay flat in the air, and his right arm stretched out toward the sky with all his might.

"Is there nothing I can catch?" This was the last thought that flashed by before the earth caught Yi Hou.

...

The Qing army officer who walked to the cliff and threw torches made a horrific scream, and his right hand disappeared. The officer held his broken limb with his left hand tightly with his wrist and shouted and retreated to the inner wall. Blood sprayed into the air from his wrist, sprinkling the ground in front of him. The life of the Qing army officer also surged out with the passionate blood like a fountain. His knees softened, he knelt on the ground, and his head leaned forward toward the ground: "The Governor said that when Sichuan is pacified, he will ask for retirement for us and let us live a peaceful life..."

The Qing army officer who was kneeling on the ground became softer and finally fell to the ground. His right wrist was still bleeding, and every heartbeat made more blood spurt out from the wound. The rhythm became slower and slower, and the blood squeezed out became less and less, and finally stopped.

In front of the Qing army officers falling to the ground, the first Ming army soldier jumped to the city of Chongqing.

...

"It's just that Liu Tichun and Dang Shousu, and on the first day, they actually got them to the top of the city." Li Guoying's face became very ugly. He did not oppose a war of attrition. Only a fierce battle could consume the strength of the Ming army's combat troops faster. However, it was unexpected that the progress of the Ming army was so fast. Now the hand-to-hand combat on the city wall has begun, and the Qing army's soldiers have also begun to consume rapidly."

"Governor General." Sun Sick shouted anxiously to Li Guoying.

Li Guoying shook his head slowly but firmly: "It's not time for you to go up. Yuan Zongdi and Li Laiheng have not moved yet."

Except for the reserve team of 5,000 armored soldiers, other Qing troops were deployed on various city towers in a relatively even manner. Li Guoying was originally afraid that the Qing army would show too strong defense and the Ming army would lose the desire to attack, but now it is proved that he greatly underestimated the strength of the Kuidong Army.

The Governor of Sichuan and Shaanxi issued a banner, asking the Qing army on the nearby city wall to provide reinforcements nearby, and asked several other city towers that had no war to draw personnel to rush to reinforcements where the attacked places were.

The Qing army's reinforcements quickly arrived from both sides and used the narrow city wall to control the Ming army in the upper city to a very small range. When the reinforcements from other city towers arrived one after another, Liu Tichun hoped to open a breakthrough in one fell swoop and the hope of seizing a Chongqing city gate turned into a bubble.

"Are the Tartars in the city so vulnerable?" When Yuan Zongdi arrived near the battlefield, he looked at the red flags floating on the Chongqing city wall in surprise. Although the captured wall seemed too narrow and it was not early, and it could not continue to expand the results of the battle, it was only the first strong attack, and the Ming army successfully attacked the city. Until this time, the Qing army stationed outside the city was still pressed by Dang Shousu in the camp, and could not interfere with Liu Tichun's attack on the city wall: "If I attack with them, wouldn't Chongqing go down in one go?"

"What a pity, what a pity." After seeing that his subordinates who climbed the city wall fought for a long time and could no longer move closer to the city tower, Liu Tichun had to admit his failure.

After hearing the sound of gold, the Ming army, who had already climbed the city wall, turned to the defense and began to hang their injured companions from the city wall. After dealing with the wounded, the Ming soldiers covered each other and retreated from the city one after another. The Qing army did not press too much. When the last few Ming soldiers jumped out of the city wall and slid down the ladder, Liu Tichun ordered the troops to withdraw and return to the camp.

"Fight again tomorrow!"

The soldiers under Liu Tichun shouted neatly to Chongqing. On the way back to the camp, Liu Tichun asked about the situation in the city. As he guessed, the Ming soldiers who had climbed the city also saw the enemy soldiers who came to reinforce, first and then, most of them were drawn from several other towers.

"Li Guoying doesn't have many soldiers in his hands. If he attacks in full, he will lose sight of the other side and cannot break the east wall like today. There is always one place to break the city." Liu Tichun did not ask about the interest of the blasting team. There are rocks under the Chongqing walls, which are difficult to dig. Not only does it take a long time to prepare, but it is not easy to push the blasting car to the rugged Chongqing city: "Go and talk to Xiao Laohu, Brother Yuan and the others. Everyone rest for a while, plan for two days, and then take Chongqing in one go."
Chapter completed!