At the end of Ming Dynasty: I, Sun Kewang!Desperate comeback!

There are more than 20,000 Qing troops and 15,000 armored troops in Wuchang. With such a strength, the siege is destined to be difficult.

If that's the case, let's just seal Dasu's.

With the examples of Zeng Shatou and Boss Cao here, Sun Guozhu will naturally not let his main force chew bricks.

Zeng Shatou always fights with a strong fort, and fights stupidly without giving the Taiping Army the slightest chance of opening up.

In Wuchang, Jiujiang, Anqing, and Tianjing, the Hunan army sealed off the cities, consuming the defenders in years, and turning siege battles into defensive battles.

Therefore, Lord Sun also decided to seal Wuchang directly and let Da Su fend for himself in the city.

The Wuchang City Wall is five miles long from north to south and six miles long from east to west.

There are about twenty-two miles of city wall in total.

Compared with the city wall of Nanjing, which is more than 70 miles away, it is undoubtedly much easier to defend.

It's a pity that the small city is suitable for blockade. The city wall of this twenty-two-mile city also borders the Yangtze River to the west and the Xunsi River to the south.

When we had the right to control water, the sea and the sky were naturally brighter, but after the main force of the Qing navy was destroyed, these rivers became natural blockades. .

Sun Guozhu only needs to seal off the east and west sides, and Da Su and the Qing troops defending the city will become turtles in the urn.

Soon in the hot summer, a large number of soldiers and civilians dug trenches.

When Boss Cao attacked Yecheng, he only dug a shallow trench at first, which made Yuan Jun laugh.

Then overnight, the forces of Cao Jun and the people were expanded.

When Yuan Jun woke up the next day, a huge trench forty miles long appeared in front of them.

This line was two feet deep and wide, which made Yuan Jun stunned.

As soon as the water from the Zhang River entered, the Yuan army guarding the city was completely sealed.

At this time, the area that Lord Sun needed to seal was much smaller than Boss Cao, so the width and depth of the trench were increased by about 30%.

Unlike Boss Cao, Sun Guozhu digs openly and has no fear that Da Su will dare to come out and sabotage.

"General, go to war!"

On the Wuchang city wall, a group of Manchu and Han generals looked at Sun Kewang's extremely arrogant scene and spoke one after another.

Being familiar with the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, they naturally knew what Sun Kewang was going to do.

It's just that Sun Kewang, who has troops in sixteen towns, is far more arrogant than Cao Cao, and he doesn't even act.

I have made it clear that I will block you! Play your cards right! You have the ability to come out!

"Going to fight?" Da Su smiled bitterly upon hearing this.

He only had 15,000 armors on hand, of which more than 3,000 were stationed in Hankou, Hanyang.

Look at the hundreds of thousands of troops that others are devouring, and then look at your own tens of thousands of armors.

Even if Sun Kewang is Cao Cao, do you think there are ten thousand of us who can serve as judges?

The Nimasun thieves were all playing their cards right, but Dasu just couldn't help it!

"The Sun thief has more than 100,000 troops, and our army only has more than 10,000 soldiers to fight. Going to war rashly will only increase casualties and lose troops and horses in vain."

Da Su let out a long sigh, his face full of silence.

The other generals of the Qing army were also dejected one by one.

Sun Kewang's military strength was ten times that of theirs, and the people he supported were not a mob, but the tiger and wolf divisions that had defeated the main force of the Qing Dynasty.

In such a situation, what else can they do except wait for help?

If the reinforcements don't arrive, then we are just waiting for death!

For a time, a thick shadow fell over the Qing army.

The trench was soon dug, and the front army diverted water from the Yangtze River into the trench, forming a huge barrier.

The city of Wuchang was completely surrounded.

The camps and other fortifications were built at an extremely fast speed, like iron barrels, turning Wuchang into Anqing in another time and space.

After doing all this, Sun Kewang left Zheng's three rear army towns and Tan Hong's troops behind to lock Wuchang.

Then he led the main force across the erected pontoon bridge to the north bank of the Yangtze River.

At the foot of Hanyang City, more than four hundred red-coated cannons of various types were lined up, aiming their muzzles at the small town in the pitch black.

There are many soldiers in Wuchang City, so it is indeed difficult to fight.

But Hanyang and Hankou were what Sun Kewang had to eradicate.

Although the Qing navy had been destroyed, the iron chain that locked the river between Wuchang and Hankou still existed.

This chain not only locked the way for ships to go down the river, but also set up fish nets.

Intercepted the wooden signs distributed by Sun Kewang along the river.

If not for this, the news of the Battle of Baoqing would have been transmitted downstream along the river.

Boom boom boom——

More than four hundred red-coated cannons of various types opened fire simultaneously, and countless red-coated cannonballs hit Hanyang City.

Although the garrison force of Hanyang small town is still sufficient.

However, the shortcomings of the city are also very prominent. In the face of Sun Guozhu's firepower, the small town of Hanyang was instantly riddled with holes.

The fire coverage of more than 400 cannons was not enough for Nanjing or even Wuchang.

But for the small town of Hanyang, the damned Lord Sun directly fired more than 400 red-coated cannons. It was really... too cruel!

Soon, under the heavy artillery fire, many parts of the Hanyang city wall collapsed, and the Qing troops in the city were bombarded to the point of crying for their fathers and mothers.

"Brothers, rush for me!"

Liu Tianxiu, the commander-in-chief of Longxiang Town, gave the order.

After the artillery fire ended, a large number of front-line army generals launched a charge.

"Brothers of the Western Army, stop fighting! We surrender!"

Before the battle began, more than a thousand green soldiers in Hanyang City were killed by hundreds of red cannons.

There are thousands of people in this city, but these Western thieves have hundreds of red cannons. What the hell does that mean!

When have our brothers from the Green Camp ever received such treatment?

When you are paid, you only get a few copper coins, but when you get shot, you get tons of it!

If the Qing Dynasty is still a green camp, the Hanyang green camp will no longer be a green camp.

Soon a large number of front-line troops entered the city.

“Where are the real Tatars!”

The young cavalry general Lu Yunhe asked.

"Master Jun, kneel over there." A green camp commander pointed in the direction.

Lu Yun looked around and saw dozens of authentic Tungus and Mongolians kneeling there.

"Brothers, follow me!"

He gave the order and went straight up with his brothers, leaving the green battalions who had surrendered in a daze.

"Brothers, it is unlucky to kill prisoners. I never kill prisoners in the front army, but we cannot let these real Tatars surrender! Kill them all!"

Lu Yun shouted and stabbed a Manchu Zhenta who was kneeling on the ground to death with one shot.

The Green Camp CEO broke into cold sweat upon hearing this, and then knelt on the ground with a determined look on his face.

They say surrender is shameful, but in front of the Western thieves, even surrender is a luxury!

Fortunately, I am Han, otherwise I would not even have the chance to kneel!

You must seize this opportunity, otherwise your life will be lost!

A famous Green Camp soldier watched the scene of the Western Army massacring the Eight Banners, and was so frightened that they were all scared to death.

They all knelt to death, and many even had blood stains on their knees.

In an instant, dozens of Eight Banners soldiers died under the sword of the Western Army.

"Better, Nikan! No!" A Han soldier quickly begged for mercy: "I am a Han!"

"Han people?" Lu Yun said coldly and then shot him again.

In fact, sometimes this fake Tatar is more hateful than the real Tatar. If Sun Kewang hadn't wanted to win over the Eight Han Banners, he would have ordered them to be destroyed together with the Eight Manchu and Mongolian Banners.

It’s just that although the superiors asked them to accept the surrender of the fake Tatars, there are no swords or eyes on the battlefield...

Isn't it too much for Lu Yun to accidentally kill one person?

"Master, spare your life!" A Han soldier begged for mercy crazily in pure Chinese, and then a big knife fell directly on his head.

"Oops, I accidentally killed another fake Tatar, but it's okay."    "Let this fake Tatar be more careful in his next life and don't appear in front of me."

General Wu Gongye smiled slightly and then glanced at him, only to find that Lu Yun was looking at him meaningfully.

Wu Gongye's eyes narrowed and his face was solemn.

The two looked at each other affectionately in Hanyang City, looking serious.

Then I don’t know who was the first to lose control and burst into laughter.

"Your Majesty, the 867 Green Camp soldiers in the city have surrendered. The Eight Banners soldiers are all stubborn and stubborn. If they refuse to surrender, they will all be buried with the Manchus..."

In Hanyang City, Liu Tianxiu made a summary report.

Sun Kewang glanced at the Qing army's corpse and spoke slowly.

"Tianxiu, why do you think the Eight Banners soldiers are so stubborn? That's just the Manchu Eight Banners and the Mongolian Eight Banners. Why don't even one of the Han Eight Banners surrender?"

"Master, maybe these people have been dogs for too long and can no longer be human beings." Liu Tianxiu said seriously.

"That's right." Sun Kewang smiled slightly.

"But when Hankou is captured, all the eight Han banners cannot be loyal to the Tatars."

"Please rest assured, my lord, there are many soldiers in Hankou, and there will be fake Tatars who surrender." Liu Tianxiu said quickly.

"Okay." Sun Kewang smiled lightly and said nothing more.

That night, all the generals gathered in front of their commander-in-chief.

"What do you mean you people are doing this?"

Liu Tianxiu scolded: "When we attack Hankou, we must leave a few fake Tatars behind!"

"The king of the country had an order to allow the Eight Han Banners to surrender. Although he turned a blind eye, we still have to leave a few to show the king's benevolence!"

A group of Western thieves and generals nodded quickly. It was just that the question of whether the Han Eight Banners had any survivors or not had been solved, but the problem of more and less had not yet been solved.

"Master, how much should we keep?" Wu Gongye asked.

"This..." Liu Tianxiu was also in trouble when he heard this.

If you leave too much, it will be disgusting; if you leave too little, it will also affect Lord Sun's face.

"Hanyang only has more than a thousand Qing troops, and the Eight Banners only have a hundred people, while Hankou has more than 3,000 Qing troops, and the Eight Banners have three to four hundred people."

Liu Tianxiu thought deeply: "There are estimated to be more than a hundred fake Tatars among them. According to the standard of killing ten and leaving one, you should be able to leave a dozen or so to show the benevolence of the king!"

"What!" Wu Shouye was shocked.

"Isn't it too cruel to kill nine out of ten, or..."

"No no no!"

Liu Tianxiu's generals said in unison: "One out of ten can survive. It's too cheap for these fake Tatars!"

"what……!"

Liu Tianxiu was stunned when he saw his subordinates who were killing without batting an eye.

After taking Hanyang, a large number of front-line troops crossed the Han River and surrounded Wuchang's last peripheral stronghold, Hankou.

At the same time, more than 400 red-coated cannons arrived at Guishan overnight.

Aiming the dark muzzle at Hankou, which is only across the river from Hanyang.

The next day, hundreds of red-coated cannons roared again, turning Hankou into a hell on earth.

After the bombardment ended, Liu Tianxiu looked at the battle situation nervously.

He was not worried about not being able to capture Hankou, but he was worried that this time there would be no survivors from the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, which would disgrace Sun Guozhu.

The king of the country spoke it himself. If he didn't get his mouth alive, what would he do if Sun Guozhu and Long Yan were so angry?

Soon the front army rushed into the city, and Liu Tianxiu immediately entered the city in person.

Two survivors were brought before him.

One person is missing an ear, and another person is missing an eye.

"Master, you are a fake Tatar, you are a real fake Tatar." Wu Gongye said, patting his chest.

"That's good, that's good." Liu Tianxiu let out a sigh of relief.

With a living mouth, he can do business.

"What's wrong with your ears and eyes?" He asked thoughtfully about the condition of the two Eight Banners soldiers.

The two men glanced at Wu Shouye after hearing this.

A whistle sounded, and Wu Shouye pretended to be nonchalant.

Then he glanced at the two of them casually.

"I cut it myself!"

"I poked it myself!"

The two Eight Banners soldiers spoke quickly, terrified.

"Hmm...!" Liu Tianxiu's face darkened.

"Listen up, you two are resisting my advance army! You were injured by swords and arrows during the fierce battle. Fortunately, your lives were saved by the treatment of my troops!"

Liu Tianxiu yelled loudly, his face full of disbelief.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The two Eight Banners soldiers kowtowed as if they were pounding garlic and agreed quickly.

On this day, the city of Hankou was broken, the more than 3,000 Qing garrison defenders were wiped out, most of the Green Camp soldiers surrendered, and only eight of the more than 300 Eight Banners soldiers survived.

The Jiaqian Army uprooted all the strongholds outside Wuchang, cut off the iron chain locking the river, and completely opened the road eastward.

At night, Lord Sun entered the city in person.

The eight Eight Banners soldiers who were lucky enough to survive were brought to Liu Xuanchu by Liu Tianxiu and others to claim credit.

"Liu Sheren, a total of eight Eight Banners surrendered in today's battle." Liu Tianxiu said carelessly.

Liu Xuanchu looked around and saw that these eight people were either missing arms or legs or were blind and had ears missing.

He smiled slightly as if he knew something.

"You have done many evil things and are stubborn. Fortunately, the king is kind. The heavenly soldiers before me are the king's masters, so I have spared your lives."

"I hope you will change your mind from now on and be grateful to the Lord for his kindness."

"grateful?"

These eight Eight Banners soldiers were on the verge of tears. They either had their arms broken or their eyes were poked blind by the Western thieves.

That's it! Still need to be grateful?

This is just killing people, but also killing people's hearts!

Is there any royal law, is there any law?

Where is the heaven!

"Ahem!" The generals who came forward coughed in unison as they looked at the sad and angry Eight Banners soldiers.

There was a splashing sound, and the Eight Banners soldiers knelt down in fear.

"Thank you, Lord! Thank you, sir!"

With flattering looks on their faces, these people expressed their willingness to change their minds and start a new life.

Liu Xuanchu nodded, quite satisfied.

"Okay, take them down for treatment."

A group of soldiers came forward and suppressed the eight people.

On the ninth day of July, Hankou was recovered.

The whole Wuchang became an isolated city.

Five days later, Sun Kewang completed his preparations and left Houjun Sanzhen and Tan Hong to besiege Wuchang.

Then they mobilized troops from thirteen towns and recruited 100,000 sailors and men, totaling more than 250,000 people, known as 500,000.

They took more than 3,000 large and small ships and sailed down the river in a mighty manner.

For a time, the banners of the Western Army covered the sun, and their momentum was overwhelming!

One hundred and thirty thousand men in armor and an army of more than two hundred thousand men were moving rapidly toward the south of the Yangtze River.

(When I go home tomorrow, I can use the computer and resume the daily update of 8,000 words.)

(End of this chapter)