At noon, Yuan Zongdi was ready for the battle. His main battalion did not participate in today's general attack because Yuan Zongdi was always worried and needed to be on guard against Li Guoying's backhand. When the sun reached the agreed position, before Yuan Zongdi could order, he heard the sudden sound of dense war drums from Li Laiheng, and Yuan Zongdi laughed: "Little tiger is really anxious."

Yuan Zongdi then ordered the drum beat. In the morning, the troops responsible for the feint attack were rotated, and a new group of troops began to seriously attack the city. The soldiers were raising their strength today. If the Qing army had already invested all the new forces, it would be difficult to withstand the Ming army's large-scale attack.

On the main attack position of the Ming army, the Qing army found that the Ming army's offensive suddenly became fierce, and almost all the ladders were shaking violently at the same time. A large number of Ming army were rushing to the city. The Qing army archers who were standing next to the shooting hole seemed quite calm, but they screamed in an instant, shot down the bow and arrow in panic, and even called on others to come and help.

Song Liang, who was resting at the city, was also aroused by the urgent trumpet sound. He had to throw down his bowl of rice and run up to the city wall again under the urging of the officer. He walked up to the shooting hole and glanced at it. Song Liang saw that the ladder outside the city was covered with Ming army soldiers. Through the shooting hole, he could see that a large number of enemy soldiers under the city had already run to the city wall and surrounded by the foot of the ladder. Now there is no place for archers on the battlements, and the Qing army's armored soldiers rushed up, rushed to the battlements, waving swords and guns to poke under the city wall.

Song Liang and all the other shooters squeezed around the shooting hole and shot out at the fastest speed. The strong men carrying the oil pan could not find their place after turning around, and were afraid that the officer would be charged with fear of being unable to move forward, so they squeezed towards the shooting hole and poured boiling oil and asphalt out of this outlet without thinking.

"Don't do anything nonsense!" Before several shooters could remind them, several large pots poured out along the shooting hole. Suddenly, hot oil poured down the Ming army poured down from the ladder, but the sticky asphalt did not flow out. When they encountered the wall, the cooled part stuck to the four walls of the shooting hole, blocking the shooting hole's vision and shooting range.

"The thief's fine work!" The officer who was busy commanding the armored soldiers to fight turned around and happened to see this scene. With a wave of his big knife, he cut off an armorless soldier carrying the pot and separated his head, and then shouted at the other people carrying the pot: "Get out! Why don't you go to work quickly!"

When the soldiers retreated in horror, the officer turned around and urged the people beside the wall to fight, and even forgot to let the armorless soldiers take their companions who had just been cut down; and Song Liang and the others also gave up the blocked shooting hole and moved to another position.

Under the city, Lao Qingyan and his companions in charge of cover approached the city wall. As the Ming army began to attack fiercely, the battlements gap was filled with Qing army's armour-clad combat soldiers. The Qing army's action of pouring boiling oil at the city had basically stopped, but some wood and stones were thrown from time to time. However, the throwing of these heavy objects was not as accurate as before, and they were obviously thrown out by the armored man walls across the battlements and the front row. Lao Qingyan was too lazy to observe how these stones flew around: although the Ming army was very dense under the city, it was still difficult for such stones to fall down.

Some Qing soldiers seemed to be in full swing. Lao Qingyan saw a strong man carrying a stone and jumping up to the battlement, lifting the big stone high above his head, intending to smash the Ming soldiers who were climbing with all their strength.

"Heroic..."

Seeing this scene of not fearing death, Lao Qingyan couldn't help but say this word in his mind. The Qing soldier was almost immediately hit by the Ming army's shooter, holding his big stone and flipped down from Chongqing city, and smashing a large pool of blood onions on the ground.

Similar situations occur from time to time, and it can be seen that the Qing army was already feeling a crisis. The shooting holes diagonally downward on the city wall kept firing out feather arrows. These shooting holes were like the mouths of poisonous snakes spitting out letters, spitting venom at the Ming army. Some of the arrows that were shot down even fire - rockets are usually weapons used by the siege party. The siege shooter could not guarantee that they could hit the enemy behind the wall, so he ignited the arrows to hope to ignite something, or increase the killing effect when it happened. Even when Deng Ming was siegeing Gaoyou Lake, he still used rocket attacks.

In order to ensure the shooting accuracy of the bow and arrow, the defense generally does not ignite the arrow. But now the Ming army is climbing, and the Ming army on the cloud ladder can be said to be close to the Qing army shooters behind the shooting hole, so they no longer need to consider the accuracy issue, and also ignite the bow and arrow to improve the damage effect to the enemy.

Now there is a stove and a bucket of asphalt next to Song Liang's shooting hole. Many companions dipped it in asphalt first, then lit the arrows on the stove before shooting them out. However, Song Liang and several old comrades did not do this. They just roasted the arrows on the fire red when queuing up, and used them to attack the Ming army without dipping anything.

Although there is no flame and it doesn't look so powerful, Song Liang knew that the damage to Ming soldiers was no less than that of the arrow with fire, and the effect of breaking armor was better: before the war, someone asked whether some dirty things should be prepared to apply arrows, such as feces. These dirty things can often cause terrible inflammation and take the lives of the wounded, but the officers disdained it. Only in the long war of attrition in the siege of the city, should we consider poisoning the arrows to take the lives of the wounded. In the eyes of the officers and soldiers of the old battle formation, this tactic is hunting rather than fighting. Just like the current hot red arrows, although we don't understand the principle, the Qing soldiers also knew that the inflammation caused by burning red weapons was smaller than that of weapons that had not been heat treated. Sometimes, in order to treat the wounds, they had to deliberately use a soldering iron to treat the wounds.

However, the outcome of the battle does not depend on whether the injured enemy can be bedridden tomorrow morning, or caused him to die from inflammation three days later, but on whether the enemy can immediately lose its combat effectiveness and exit the battlefield. Once the hot arrow is shot into the human body, the huge pain it causes can make the enemy no longer threatened in the blink of an eye, and it is impossible to restore his combat ability in the short term through simple bandage.

The sound of golden swords intersecting came from the battlements, and the armored soldiers surrounded by the city were using weapons to hit the shields raised above the heads of the Ming army. The Ming army at the top of the cloud ladder would use their shields to defend with all their might. Although they were attacked by the Qing army from a high point and did not have the ability to fight back, they might not be able to suffer from life immediately. The Ming army hiding behind him would poke up with spears and other things. Sometimes, if the Qing army was accidentally stabbed into the vital point by the gun that suddenly jumped up from under the shield.

Therefore, it became very important to attack the Ming army's lower body from the shooting hole, which was lacking protection. Song Liang and his companions began to sweat on their foreheads, but they were still shooting continuously. Whenever the Ming army was shot by them, they would scream and fall from the ladder. However, the huge damage caused by the shooting hole also attracted the attention of the Ming army. From time to time, Ming army's crossbow arrows drilled in from the shooting hole. Even if these iron-filled arrows were shot on the wall of the hole, they would sometimes have strong ejections, hurting the Qing army shooters who got too close.

The person in front of Song Liang was swept across the eyes by an iron arrow that bounced in. He suddenly felt blood flowing from his face. He covered his eyes and fell to the ground, rolling constantly.

"A full iron crossbow arrow..." Seeing the tragic situation of that companion, Song Liang was still scared. He had just burned the arrow red and was about to look for the target. If this person hadn't squeezed in front of him, the crossbow arrow might have swept on his face.

The Ming army's equipment was shocking. I heard that when they fought with Deng Ming in the past, the Ming army used all-iron crossbows, but Song Liang was still in Xi'an at that time. Today, he finally saw this weapon with his own eyes - something that the relatively poor Shaanxi green camp cannot afford.

The Ming army's archers did not pose much threat to the shooting hole. It seemed that they had already used rockets to attack the Qing army on the battlements, and their crossbowmen launched a counterattack on the Qing army's archers. They must have been very close to the city wall, but because the Qing army's stone castings and archers were suppressed behind the battlements, and there were also a large number of Ming army infantry to cover it, they could attack the shooting hole safely without having to worry too much about being counterattacked by the Qing army.

When Song Liang finished shooting and went back to scald another arrow, another crossbow arrow drilled in from below and hit a Qing army archer who was ready to go. The archer pierced into the hole and swallowed without saying a word.

The other Qing army archers dragged the dead bodies out of the shooting hole, threw them aside, and continued to attack the Ming army...

puff.

Another dull sound, another Qing army shooter was killed by crossbow arrows. As the Ming army approached the city center and the Qing army's attention was increasingly attracted to these vanguards, the Ming army's crossbow hands became more and more active. The counterattacks on the shooting holes became more and more frequent, and their accuracy continued to increase. Obviously, they had already reached a place very close to the city wall.

However, Song Liang and the others did not have time to deal with these huge threats. Every time he occupied the shooting hole, he only had one or two breaths to use. If he didn't shoot the arrow in his hand quickly, the officer would curse.

As the Qing army archers guessed, Li Laiheng's crossbowman had touched the city wall. Lao Qingyan stood between two ladders and loaded his crossbow machine. There would be no stone falling at this position, and he also avoided the observation of the shooter behind the Qing army's shooting holes on both sides.
Chapter completed!