Some people say that troubled times are turbulent and heroes emerge; some people say that troubled times are the collapse of laws and regulations and inhumane nature; some people say that troubled times are soaring prices, and the day is in danger; some people say that troubled times are turbulent and people's hearts are distorted, and Sun Xiong, who witnessed innocent people falling down, just want to say that troubled times are bullshit times when people are careless. ∮

No one sympathizes with it, no one is a pity. Teams of innocent people were driven to attack the city like beasts, and cut down like crops of wheat. These people are old and young, men and women, and look very pitiful. Unfortunately, this is a battlefield, and if hesitates, he will be doomed. Although Sun Xiong sympathizes with these people who cannot help but his helpless and desperate faces moved him, he had to force his heart to attack again and again.

Righteousness does not control wealth, kindness does not control soldiers.

Arrows, rocks, and muskets reaped the lives of the people ruthlessly again and again. For a moment, crying, screaming, shaking, shaking of bowstrings, the sound of arrows breaking through the air and the firing of muskets were endless. The people who were forced to attack the city could only fall down one by one, but the morale of the Sichuan army on the city wall also diminished.

A man is a real man, and it is not pride, but sadness to massacre unarmed people. Many soldiers wiping their tears while attacking, and their hearts hate the Qing Tartars to their core.

I don’t know how many people were knocked down. When the Qing army in Boxishan called out to withdraw the troops, corpses were everywhere outside Ningqiangzhou City, and blood stained the earth red. The condensed bright reds were like plum blossoms blooming in the snow, beautiful and desolate.

It is said that people are in the world, as a reason, for soldiers, military orders are like mountains, and when can they be given power? Knowing that the people are not very threatening, their goal is to consume ammunition and arrows, but they still have to put them down.

I was speechless all night, as if I had a tacit understanding. When the night was in the city, the Chuan Army did not go out of the city to attack the camp, and the Qing army did not attack the city at night. It seemed that both sides needed a tranquility to recall or summarize what happened during the day.

Ningqiangzhou City clashed for a day, and Zhang Rui's troops stationed in Heifengling outside the city also fought with Hong Chengchou, who had rich combat experience. Hong Chengchou sent people to guard various important roads, only defend but not attack, huddled in the position, and woven a large net with bows, arrows, muskets and cannons. Zhang Rui led his troops to fight with Hong Chengchou, and often he was about to leave. He didn't fight hard.

It's very simple. Before the battle was time to fight, the city was not far away from the Sichuan Army outside the city, and there were telescopes. The two sides could communicate and contact through beacon fire and flag language. Zhang Rui was not in a hurry. He was proficient in field battles. With his sharp firearms and clever cavalry, he used 5,000 people to defeat Hong Chengchou, who had 30,000 people.

Of course, Zhang Rui did not dare to neglect such a big thing, so he immediately sent someone to send the latest information back to Sichuan and handed it over to Lu Haoshan for processing.

Night faded. Dawn came, and the new day did not bring peace to Ningqiang Prefecture. As soon as the sky was dawn, a new round of attacks by the Qing army began again.

"Official, please spare me, we are all ordinary people."

"We are all forced."

"Official, the child is innocent. Please let him go."

"I don't want to die, please let me go."

It seemed as if it had happened yesterday, and the same scene appeared again. The Eight Banners soldiers, who were like wolves and tigers, drove the people to attack the city with expressionless expressions. Sun Xiong closed his eyes and continued to issue orders to attack.

The battle lasted until noon. Just when Sun Xiong and others thought today was like this again, the drum sound suddenly changed, becoming heavy and powerful, and the legs and steps became neat and powerful.

"General, general, look, the Qing army has begun to attack the city." Yan Lin said excitedly.

Sun Xiong opened his eyes and couldn't help but feel energetic. Yes, he finally stopped driving the people to consume ammunition, and instead used regular soldiers to attack the city. He saw that there were formations outside the city, with some holding shields, some holding bows, arrows, muskets, some pushing a cart, and some carrying ladders, and they looked like a siege.

Finally, the truth is happening.

No wonder Yan Lin, as the deputy general, was so excited that he was so happy that he was slaughtering those unarmed people. It was an insult to an excellent soldier. A real man would rather face the right challenges than do such a harmless thing.

Looking more carefully, Sun Xiong showed a sneer: The soldiers attacking the Han Eight Banners, and these soldiers who surrendered to the Qing Dynasty naturally had to be cannon fodder that charged in front.

Sun Xiong naturally would not be polite to such people who rebel against the ancestors and forget their ancestors. When the soldiers of the Eight Banners of Han rushed up, they ordered their subordinates to attack and even attacked them fiercely.

In order to save ammunition, most of the bird guns, arrows and seven-eyed guns were used in front. Now it is serious. Sun Xiong replaced the group of soldiers in front, replaced a group of soldiers who were raising their energy and started shooting.

"Bang bang"

"Bang bang bang..."

For a moment, the guns were loud and the bullets were like rain. As the sound of guns was fired, the soldiers kept falling down, some were hit by the vitals, and they fell on the way to charge. Some were injured after being shot, and they fell to the ground and howled in pain, which surprised Sun Xiong and the Sichuan Army, which was that there was no supervising team behind them, and these soldiers of the Eight Banners of Han insisted on rushing back. One fell down, and the other immediately made up and rushed forward desperately.

"Damn, aren't these guys afraid of death? Why are they fighting so hard for the new master? They are really thief." Sun Xiong spat and said with some disdain.

Yan Lin was silent for a while and said with some emotion: "General, not every soldier is afraid of death. For example, these soldiers from the previous dynasty did not necessarily surrender to the Qing Dynasty because they were afraid of death. The Ming Dynasty had accumulated a long time of corruption. Some of them delayed military pay for two or three years. The soldiers had never eaten a lot of food a few times a year, and they just allocated military pay and deducted military pay and drank military blood. The soldiers were not as good as those who beg for food in the military company. Who would be willing to do it? Which soldier has no old or young family in his family, and the family was afraid of starving. Many people who changed their courses after being disappointed with the previous dynasty were even soldiers. The soldiers had dignity."

After saying that, he added: "The Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty have a complete reward and punishment system, and every achievement will be rewarded. The pensions are extremely generous after the war is destroyed. Therefore, these soldiers are willing to work hard. Dorgon is indeed a general of a generation. After he trained those soldiers, sheep will be trained to become wolves."

"Oh," Sun Xiong said in a rare manner: "It was born from the same root, so why are we too anxious to fight each other?"

After saying that, he suddenly shouted loudly: "What are you doing? I'm trying hard to fight, and they all rushed up. Grenades, grenades, blow them up, and kill these turtle grandsons, and don't care who is guarding the city."

In the stunned gaze of Deputy General Yan Lin, the Sichuan Army on the city wall hurriedly pulled the line and threw out the grenade with greater lethality. For a moment, explosions burst into tears and screamed endlessly. The city wall was full of corpses, and more than half of the casualties were killed or killed in a blink of an eye. Seeing that it could not be attacked, Dorgon did not force himself and ordered the Jin to withdraw his troops.

He repelled a formal attack, but Sun Xiong couldn't laugh. When the soldiers of the Eight Banners approached, they used bows, arrows and muskets to attack the Sichuan soldiers on the city wall. After the attack retreated, they died thirty-six and one hundred and twenty wounds were injured. This was the first time in two days that there were casualties. Sun Xiong felt a little heavy.

Of course, it is impossible to survive the Han flag that came to invade. At least nearly 500 corpses were left behind. In terms of firepower output, the Sichuan army was naturally more successful. The soldiers of the Han Eight Banners who were siegeing the city below were not fools. They were prepared and used thick shields with iron plates to protect the key points, which greatly reduced the power of the new muskets.

The first wave of attack had just stopped less than half a quarter of an hour, and the Qing army made a comeback. This time, the preparations were more complete. Many soldiers pushed the car with several layers of wooden boards and cowhide as baffles. The people hid behind the car and attacked forward again. In fact, the Qing Dynasty also bought a lot of firearms from Sichuan and studied the weapons to deal with it early, and now it finally came in handy.

Sun Xiong put away his contempt for the first time and ordered his subordinates to bring out the catapults, cannons, tinder oil, wood and other supplies to prepare to face this challenge.

The battle continued. Relying on the advantage of numbers, Dorgon ordered his men to launch offensives again and again. Sun Xiong responded calmly and defeated Dorgon's conspiracy again and again. As the battle became fierce, casualties on both sides became increasingly serious. A high layer of corpses were piled under the city wall, and the Sichuan Army was also injured. The stretcher carrying the wounded never stopped since the war began.

The small Ningqiangzhou City became a huge meat grinder. When the sun sets, when both sides yell and withdraw their troops, there was already an undissipating smell of blood on the battlefield, and some new recruits wanted to disgust when they smelled it.

The recruits were not good, and Sun Xiong and Yan Lin were in a bad mood. The combat effectiveness of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty was indeed strong. After siege for half a day, the real Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty had not yet been dispatched, and their casualties were close to 2,000.

Dorgon really can't be underestimated.

As soon as it got dark, the two sides tacitly yelled gold to collect gold, and had no plans to fight at night, which made Sun Xiong and others breathe a little relieved: Dorgon had no plans to fight at night. He dug a trench outside the camp and placed deer antlers and other objects, which obviously prevented the Sichuan army from attacking the camp late at night.

After dark, Sun Xiong was not idle. He first went to the wounded barracks to appease the injured soldiers, and then checked the combat readiness. Even when he was eating, he was discussing countermeasures with his subordinates, how to deal with future challenges, etc. He was busy until late at night and patrolled the city again. Seeing that there was no abnormality, he dragged his tired body back to the camp to rest.

The night is silent, there is no moon in the sky, and it is pitch black in the dark. After fighting for a day, the soldiers who have been fighting for a long time throw themselves on the warm and comfortable bed early, and make up for a good night's sleep, preparing to kill the enemy and grab the merit tomorrow. If it weren't for the occasional smell of blood from the wind, many people would not believe that this would be the battlefield of killing.
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