The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 1 starts on death difficulty
Ding Yi shook his head, collected himself, and looked at the face printed in the well water in the basin.

This face is extremely thin, but has delicate features, and looks about eighteen or nineteen years old.

At this age in the previous life, he should have just finished the college entrance examination.

Damn, he subconsciously burst out a word that he had never said before.

"Bang" a sudden cannon sound woke him up from his anger.

He looked up quickly.

Not far in front of you is a pier about 14 meters high, and further ahead there is a wall surrounding the pier, which is about four or five meters high.

There are hanging buildings on the pier, and there are defensive facilities such as trenches and caves below. There are no stairs on the pier, only a rope ladder for going up and down.

The fence was full of sergeants, and there were shouts of killing everywhere. Accompanied by sporadic gunfire, there would be large swaths of smoke spreading in the air.
Whoosh, whoosh, feather arrows were thrown in from time to time, and some arrows landed not far behind Ding Yi.

There were shouts of killing everywhere in the castle, and many places were still on fire.

He shook his head again, and this memory finally appeared in his mind.

This is Daxing Fort, the Acropolis of Liaodong Zhongtun in the Ming Dynasty. I am Ding Yi, the chief of Huludun Jia, a subordinate of Daxing Fort?
Just now, I was guarding with Xiao Mao on the pier, Xiao Mao was hit by an arrow and fell, bringing me down too?

"Dingtou, Dingtou." Just when Ding Yi's mind was in chaos, three soldiers wearing mandarin duck battle jackets from the Ming army came from all around.

These three people are all his subordinates in Hulubao, Ye Bu accept Sein Fei, archer Zhao Dashan, gun soldier Wei Jiye.

Wei Jiye, the oldest of the three, was only 26, and Seinfeld was only [-].

The four of them were all under the pier, and a little further in, there was a pier blocking them, and the arrows thrown in could not hit them for a while, so it was safer.

"Dingtou, are you okay? Didn't it break?" Zhao Dashan asked with concern when he saw Ding Yi, with a thick face and a simple and honest face.

"I'm fine." Ding Yi replied calmly, turned his head, and stared straight at the Ming soldiers who were fighting bloody battles on the wall, with mixed feelings in his heart.

The most painful thing in the world is this. Who would have thought that after waking up drunk, it would be the Ming Dynasty.

Moreover, it seems that the beginning is the difficulty of death, and he is not even given the opportunity to consider development and farming.

"Head, I think Daxing Castle can't be defended anymore, what should we do?" Sein Fei had a grim expression, looking around while talking.

"Let's run away, it will be too late when the fort is broken." Wei Jiye said with a look of horror.

Zhao Dashan also looked at him expectantly.

Following the words of the three, the memory in Ding Yi's mind became clearer and clearer.

A few days ago, Daxingbao came to order, and the superiors said that the Houjin soldiers attacked the Chahar Department last year and won a big victory. After the beginning of this year, the Houjin Sentinels will come in teams to Songjin Ningyuan, and the war may start again.

The above makes each pier shrink as much as possible, and the small fort becomes a big one.

The general meaning is to concentrate our efforts and withdraw the less populated piers to the big castle, as long as we maintain enough cordons.

Therefore, Ding Yi brought the Ming army in Dunnei to Daxing Fort.

Sure enough, within a few days, Houjin soldiers attacked.

At the end of Ming Dynasty, the Chongzhen era?Ningyuan front?

"Ni Niang's!" Ding Yi cursed and spit on the ground.

The three of them looked at each other?

A suspicious look quickly appeared on Seinfeld's face.

Even Zhao Dashan wondered, did Dingtou fall from above and break his head?
When 19-year-old Ding Yi came down to become a chief last year, everyone disapproved of him, but now all the people from Quandun came to Daxingbao, and many people were killed on the first day. A dozen brothers were the only ones left.

As the armor leader, Ding Yi is their backbone.

If Ding Yi's head is broken, the three of them don't know what to do?
Is it possible that you really want to fight to the death here?
Seeing the expressions of the three people, Ding Yi reacted suddenly, tried to stabilize his anger and fear, and tried to use a slow and heavy tone to let them feel his stability and composure: "Don't panic, the castle is not yet Bro, believe me, if I can bring you in, I will definitely take you out."

He spoke very slowly, but with an unquestionable tone, the expression on his face seemed to be a little majestic.

The three of them were taken aback when they heard this, and they all felt that Ding Yi in front of them was a little different from the previous Ding Yi.

at this time.

"Hurry up, pour the kerosene." Someone on the city wall yelled in shock: "Ni Niang, hurry up, we are about to attack—"

Before he could finish calling, there was a loud bang.

The entire fort wall seemed to shake violently.

Bang, the fort gate shattered, as if it had been hit by something, the Ming soldiers behind the gate who were blocking the gate were frightened and fled in all directions, throwing away their things. After a while, a war horse rushed in first.

Hiss, Ding Yi and the others gasped as they watched, the city walls and the yard were full of chickens and dogs.

The horse rushed in somehow, and the moment the horse knocked down the gate, someone leaped forward deftly from above, rolled on the ground and stood up.

This is an elite Tartar soldier in his 30s, holding a knife in his right hand, with a ferocious and fierce expression.

Followed by two hind golden step armor.

Phew, just now a large pot of kerosene was poured over the gate of the fort, and the fire broke out, and some Tartars were set ablaze on the spot, screaming, and temporarily blocking the way into the fort.

A large number of Ming troops rushed to the gate of the fort from all directions, and some people tried to block the gate again.

"Kill the Tartars!" Hundreds of Ming soldiers shouted, brandishing knives, and a dozen Ming soldiers rushed forward first.

Facing a dozen or so Ming soldiers, the leader of the Tartars rushed forward without saying a word, but before he reached the crowd, he suddenly waved his hands.

With a puff, a hatchet hit the face of a Ming soldier, and the Ming soldier screamed and fell on his back.

The formation of the Ming army was in chaos when they were charging.

The tartars quickly took off a small round shield from their backs, and then, with one stroke, they opened two long spears of the Ming army, turned around and slashed at the neck of a Ming army, and blood immediately flew like injections.

The Ming army screamed again, and fear appeared on the faces of many people.

Puchi, there was a Ming army on the right side and stabbed the man's left shoulder with a gun, and the Ming army was overjoyed.

But seeing the Tartar groan, he turned around and slashed down.

With a puff, the head of a Ming army soared into the sky.

"Ah..." Ming Jun was frightened behind, his legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

There were even two Ming soldiers who threw away their weapons, turned around and ran away.

"Ni Niang's." The hundred households of the Ming army rushed forward crazily, but were stopped by two other Tartars, and soon they fought into a group.

At this time, four or five Ming soldiers rushed down from the fort wall, and they all rushed up, surrounding the three Tartars and attacking fiercely.

One of the Ming soldiers brought a blunderbuss, shot it at close range, and hit a rifle armor with a bang.

The morale of the surrounding Ming army suddenly boosted.

Another infantry was quickly knocked down by five or six Ming soldiers with guns.

But the leading Tartars were elite, rampant and invincible, and the Ming army retreated steadily.

Several Ming soldiers who wanted to block the door did not dare to block it.

The four of Ding Yi were dumbfounded watching from under the pier.

More than a dozen members of the Ming army were beaten to the point of collapse by a Hou Jin elite.

"Where is the bow, give me the bow." Ding Yi turned his head and asked Zhao Dashan fiercely.

Everyone looked at Ding Yi suspiciously. Ding Yi has been in Huludun for a year, but he hasn't seen him shoot an arrow yet?
This Zhao Dashan is the archer inside the pier, but the bow in his hand has been thrown somewhere.

He smiled honestly: "Shall I go find it?"

"Fuck you." Ding Yi said sharply, "All follow me."

After all, he grabbed the ground and rushed forward.

The three of them were taken aback for a moment, then looked at each other, then got up together and rushed forward with Ding Yi.

Only Zhao Dashan looked strangely at what Ding Yi caught on the ground?
At this time, the Ming army in front was beaten back step by step by the Tartars, and they were about to disperse and flee in all directions.

Ding Yi walked halfway, and picked up a spear from the ground that had been killed by the Ming army.

"Get out of the way." He shouted.

The Ming army subconsciously dispersed.

The tartar turned his head and saw the thin and thin Ding Yi rushing up, with a grin on his face.

But before he could react.

Crash, the sky was gray, and there was a twinge of pain in the eyes.

Ding Yi sprinkled a handful of putty on his face.

"Ming dog." Tartar was furious, probably never seen such a lowly person in war.

He quickly covered his face with the shield, wiping his eyes desperately with one hand.

But Ding Yi quickly circled behind him and squatted down.

Puchi, a gun stabbed in his calf.

"Ah!" Tartar screamed, knelt down on one leg, still waving the knife in his hand.

The Ming army dared not step forward.

Zhao Dashan took a look and quickly grabbed another handful of ashes from the ground.

Seeing this, Song Fei and others imitated Ding Yi one after another.

The three of them rushed not far in front of Tartar, whoosh, the sky was full of dust again.

He flicked Tartar's face.

The Tartars were furious, closed their eyes, swung their knives everywhere, and prevented the Ming army from getting close, and slowly stood up again.

"Shoot him in the foot!" Ding Yi yelled, "stab him in the back."

Without further ado, Song Fei followed Ding Yi's example and squatted down.

Together with him, Ding Yi thumped and stabbed the Tartar's foot again.

"Ah" Tartar didn't dare to open his eyes again, he was able to guard against this kind of trick behind him, he let out a scream, and finally fell to the ground with a loud crash.

There was a lot of shouting all around, and many Ming soldiers rushed forward, thumping, stabbing and hacking, and finally beheaded the tartar on the spot.

Someone else chopped off his head with a knife, shouting excitedly.

"Damn it, this head belongs to us." Zhao Dashan was furious.

Before the words were finished, swish swish swish, another wave of arrows was suddenly thrown outside.

The person who just got the head was still excited, and with a plop, he was shot in the chest by an arrow and fell to the ground.

"Grass" Ding Yi hurriedly pulled Song Fei and others towards the direction of the pier just now.

They ran to the pier in one breath and hid behind the pier. They saw a lot of Ming soldiers and people who looked like ordinary people, holding various door panels and stones, and blocked the door again.

I am afraid that this castle cannot be defended, Ding Yi thought secretly, and heaved a long sigh.

Many memories in my mind slowly reappeared.

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