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When Fatty's army's infantry ace Hunji soldiers charged, it was close to the evening You hour, and there was not much time before dark. Seeing that the city had been broken, Fatty Lu asked the auxiliary army to distribute The torches prepared for the night battle, and gave An Jiarong and Li Xiongfei an additional order. Within an hour, they must seize a city wall position of sufficient width, so that the follow-up troops can go to the city in an endless stream, so that they can join the new force reserve team after dark. Completely break the stalemate of the entire battlefield.
The order was conveyed, and the Huan soldiers who rushed to the front charged faster, holding their shields to protect the vital points of the head, face, chest and abdomen, and rushed to the Beijing city wall at the speed of flying like a sharp arrow. When they arrived at the moat, they stepped on the pontoon bridge and began to cross the river. The archers and musketeers of the Qing army on the city wall hurriedly shot and fired arrows, but they were shocked to find that these fat soldiers with white cloths on their heads were not only dressed differently from ordinary fat soldiers, but also moved even more. Frighteningly fast, while waving a shield to block incoming arrows, while stepping on the uneven, undulating pontoon bridge like flying, nimble and quick like a monkey in the mountain, he rushed across the pontoon bridge in the blink of an eye, and the speed of crossing the bridge was faster than that of ordinary fat soldiers. More than twice as fast.
"The Huanbing soldiers! It's Lugou's Huanbing soldiers!" A few veterans of the Qing army who had fled from the Yangtze River battlefield screamed in despair. Lu Gou¡¯s soldiers! They are Lu Gou¡¯s number one infantry fighters, so don¡¯t let them get close! They are all lunatics on the battlefield! They are all lunatics who don¡¯t want to die!¡±
The veterans reminded that countless Qing army archers and musketeers hurriedly shot and fired arrows, shooting concentratedly at the soldiers of the Qing army, but the soldiers of the Qing army used practical actions to teach these Qing soldiers who had not fought many battles while hiding in the capital. In the battlefield practice class, the small shield in the hand always protects the vital points, runs like flying under the feet, walks on the ground like walking on the battlefield full of corpses and sundries, and can skillfully cooperate while running fast. A group of three holds up the shield Bows and arrows fired from three directions except the rear. Although the Qing army's bows and arrows were fierce, they still couldn't stop these white-headed demons.
At the same time, the archers and musketeers of the fat army hiding behind the small fortifications also stepped up their cover for the Huanzi soldiers. The bows, arrows and muskets focused on shooting the Qing soldiers above the Huanzi soldiers, and the fat men who were deposited in front of the Huanzi soldiers. The soldiers of the army also consciously made way for the most reliable companions in hard battles to charge forward, clearing the way for all the fat soldiers.
It took less than half a cup of tea to cross the moat, and An Jiarong, the chief general of the Yiyu army, was the first to step on the ladder cart, stepping on the steps already filled with the corpses of soldiers from the own army, and rushed up like flying At the top of the city wall, as soon as one foot stepped on the city wall, the shield in An Jiarong's left hand was thrown out horizontally, and the iron-clad shield flew out, hitting a long door of a Qing army post straight, and there were also the sound of heavy objects colliding and bones breaking. The face of the unlucky Qing army whistle chief sounded, the Qing army whistle chief didn't even see what hit him, and fell on his back to the city wall with his face covered in blood, clutching his shattered cheekbones all over the ground Rolling and howling like a dying wild dog.
Before the fat soldiers next to him applauded, the light of the sword flashed in the setting sun, and a gleaming and bright Japanese sword appeared in An Jiarong's hands. Accompanied by An Jiarong's body, he rushed into the place where the Qing army was densest. The knife light flashed again, and the heads of two Qing soldiers flew into the air, and the blood in their necks spurted more than a foot high. The surrounding Qing soldiers were almost stunned, but An Jiarong was merciless , with a smirk on his face, he slashed out again, chopping down another Qing soldier in front of him with his head and shoulders, and then violently retracted his hands holding the knife. The Qing army soldier smashed the bridge of his nose, and blood spurted out of his eyes. It was also at this time that the bodies of the three Qing soldiers whose heads had been chopped off by An Jiarong fell slowly.
"Ghost! Ghost!" Seeing An Jiarong's bravery and killing five enemies in a blink of an eye, all the soldiers of the Qing army next to him were so frightened that their legs trembled, and they couldn't help screaming and retreating. However, the nightmare of the soldiers of the Qing army has just begun. Amidst the slogans of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which is already very proficient in Chinese, the demon soldiers wrapped in white cloth jumped up the city wall like flying, threw away the useless shields and rushed towards the soldiers of the Qing army. , and turned around to pick the place where the soldiers of the Qing army were most densely packed, and the bright sword light was flying up and down like auspicious snow. The screams and screams of the Qing soldiers, and the excited howls of the soldiers of the Qing army, also echoed on the Beijing city wall. reverberated.
? In fact, for the Fatty Army, the biggest difficulty in breaking through Beijing was not the melee combat. Regardless of the melee street fighting, the Beijing defenders assembled by Jie Shu were no match for the Fatty Army at all. For the Fatty Army, the biggest difficulty in conquering Beijing is how to put its troops on the battlefield at the top of the city wall. Basically, it only needs to send an elite soldier of the Fatty Army to Beijing.?But at the edge of the moat bridge, they were blocked by the fat army. A fight!" Countless butchers who disguised themselves as Han people fleeing the city were pushed out of the crowd and presented to the Fat Army, who then beheaded them on the spot, and the moat was almost filled with floating corpses.
The time of ugliness was about to pass, and there were less than ten people around Jie Shu. Seeing the fat soldiers approaching step by step, Jie Shu, who was covered in blood all over his body, stabbed his neck in despair. Lord Zhou Lu, God has the virtue of loving life, please don¡¯t kill him, we bannermen can surrender to Da Zhou!¡±
After saying that, Jie Shu committed suicide by slaying himself. When his dying words were brought to Fatty Lu, Fatty Lu snorted loudly, "Now I think that God has the virtue of good life? Why didn't you kill our compatriots of all ethnic groups in China?" Thinking that God has the virtue of good life? The order to send an order to the whole army, Beijing mite city will not be left behind, will never be changed! Anyone who deliberately allows the enemy to flee for his life, no matter who it is, will be killed! Let me eradicate the mite poison in Beijing city, Don¡¯t stay at all!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website URL : www.hlnovel.com