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

Boom boom boom——

Under the city walls of Beijing, the Qianqian army opened fire with several captured red-coated cannons, and then the light cavalry artillery carried by the army approached.

"Minions, beat! Beat me hard!"

On the walls of Beijing, various types of artillery fired one after another.

A number of Manchu and Qing aristocrats put on their armor one after another, allowing the Eight Banners soldiers and the Manchus to fire back.

Although the Qianqian army was elite, it had very few artillery pieces.

Although there were many muskets in the city of Beijing, the Qing army did not even have a few serious gunners.

One is mainly cavalry and has few artillery.

One is old, weak, sick, and disabled, and can't do it.

Under the excellent matching mechanism, the artillery battle between the two actually went back and forth.

"You dog slave, you missed the target again!" a Manchu nobleman scolded.

Although the Qing army had many artillery pieces, its artillery fire relied solely on theology and not science, which was completely deceptive.

So for a while, he couldn't suppress Jia Qianjun.

As the artillery battle continued, the flag of the front army began to wave.

Tens of thousands of men, under the supervision of cavalry, swarmed up carrying sandbags and ladders.

In the city of Beijing, the old and weak Manchus and the young and strong Han people also launched counterattacks under the threat of the army.

In front of this most important city in China, the Jiaqian Army and the Qing Army felt like novices pecking each other.

"Damn it, if I had infantry from three towns, Beijing would definitely fall!" Zhang Sheng cursed as he looked at everything in front of him.

"My lord, let the brothers come forward. Maybe we can conquer the city in one fell swoop." Guo Youming said.

"Don't worry, let the young men fill in the moat first!" Zhang Sheng said slowly.

Amidst the deafening sound of artillery fire from the Qing army, the men and women trembled and fought their way to the moat.

"Shoot, release arrows!" Suksaha and others shouted, and the Qing army's flag waved.

As the order was given, sparse arrows were shot out.

Gunshots rang out, and a large number of shotguns opened fire. Although not many men were killed, they frightened the men who were attacking the city.

Although there are still 10,000 Eight Banners soldiers in the city, they are all old, weak, sick and disabled.

So not only can't he draw a bow and arrow, but he can't even shoot a shotgun.

However, the two sides are like bastards and mung beans, and each has its own difficulties.

The ones who attack the city are not the front troops but cannon fodder, so it doesn't matter if the shotgun can't fire well, just hearing the sound is enough.

In the lively siege battle, both sides showed their special abilities, and the fight was evenly matched.

Finally, after paying casualties, many parts of Beijing's wide moat were filled in.

The supervising team of the front army continued to advance as required.

But when Ding Zhuang reached the bottom of the city and erected a ladder, thunder, rocks, and wood rolled, and fire, oil, and gold juice roared in.

A large number of young men were frightened and fled in all directions.

"Stand back and die!" A famous former army cavalry shouted, waving his saber and charging back and forth, cutting down a large number of men.

Many generals of the Western Army couldn't bear to see the scene in front of them, but there was nothing they could do.

They can't let their few soldiers and horses be used as artillery fire, right?

"Fight for a while longer and prepare to attack the city!" Zhang Sheng said coldly, ordered Ding Zhuang to attack the city, and led the front army to start preparations.

After a crackling meal, countless Ding Zhuang soldiers who attacked the city were exhausted, and the Qing army on the city wall also consumed a lot of ammunition and energy.

"Attack the city!" Zhang Sheng gave the order upon seeing this.

A large number of Xiaoqizhen cavalry dismounted and roared towards the walls of Beijing.

In an instant, these people climbed up with arrows and rushed up to the wall of Beijing with lightning speed.

"Throw it, throw it to me!" a famous Manchu minister shouted at the top of his lungs.

A large number of thunder stones and rolling logs were thrown out, knocking over countless elite soldiers and generals.

Then pots of golden juice were thrown down, and dozens of elite soldiers fell down in pain.

Zhang Sheng and others looked at the scene in front of them and felt extremely distressed.

They use their elites to fight against the old and weak of the Qing Dynasty, but how can they break the situation if they don't do this!

After hundreds of casualties, a front-runner finally appeared.

This elite man held a saber and chopped down several Qing soldiers and Ding Zhuang in succession. However, when several spears struck him, the pioneer warrior instantly bled on the wall of Beijing.

"Kill! Kill with my master!" Yi Bilong and other veterans, wearing armor and armed with weapons, led a small number of Qing army elites to run back and forth on the city of Beijing, constantly wiping out the Qianqian troops who appeared on the scene.

In the fierce siege battle, the casualties of the Qianqian army rose sharply and quickly exceeded a thousand.

"Damn it, it's not even out of the slope, how can we fight in Beijing!" Liang Cheng cursed angrily.

The artillery of the Qianqian army was sparse, so they didn't even attack the slopes.

If we can collapse a slope, we can let the Tiger Guards charge in armor.

But there is no slope, so letting the heavily armored Tiger Guards climb the ladder is undoubtedly a waste of resources!

As the war continued, the Qing army gradually became weak, while the Qing army became more and more courageous.

"Master, withdraw. If we continue the fight, all our brothers will be killed!" A general sighed.

"My lord, please withdraw. In this situation, the city of Beijing cannot be captured at all." Liang Cheng also spoke, persuading Zhang Sheng to give up the siege.

Zhang Sheng looked at the piles of corpses in Xiaoqizhen with a telescope, feeling quite unwilling to do so, but in the end he gritted his teeth and said: "Withdraw!"

In an instant, the flag of the front army was waving.

The soldiers and the army who attacked the city retreated like a tide.

More than 500 elite corpses and countless young men were left behind.

"Sir, five hundred and twenty-eight brothers died under the city today, and more than seven hundred brothers were injured."

"We can't fight here in Beijing. If we fight twice more, we, Xiaoqi Town, will all fall here!"

Zhang Sheng felt extremely distressed when he heard this. He asked, "Is there any news from Yue Le?"

"Reporting to the Lord, Yue Le has begun to attack the city, Hussar Town is harassing, and the Tatars seem to have no intention of retreating."

Zhang Sheng looked extremely depressed when he heard this. He had lured the snake into action. If the snake Yue Le didn't come out, then he would be at the end of his rope.

You can't just rely on nine thousand soldiers and horses to capture Beijing where hundreds of thousands of Manchus are holding on, right?

These Manchus would all be trash if they left the city, but they were enough to kill his elite soldiers while defending the city!

"Master, go south and rescue Longxiang Town!" Liang Cheng suggested.

"No! Yue Le insists on attacking the city just to lure our army back south. If our army really goes south, he will have no worries!" Zhang Sheng said solemnly: "Besides, even if our army goes south, it will not be able to fight for the dragon at all. Xiangzhen rescues the siege!"

As soon as this statement came out, all the generals of the Western Army also became depressed.

Yes, these elite cavalry are not good at attacking fortifications at all. How can they break the situation in the face of Yue Le's fortifications that are as thick as iron barrels?

"My lord, is it possible that we have been watching the destruction of Longxiang Town in vain?" Liang Cheng sighed.

"Yes, sir, it's impossible to attack Beijing. It's better to go south and try." A group of generals said in a low tone.

"Alas! I regret that I should have stuck to Texas!" Zhang Sheng let out a long sigh.

"Although Texas is important, holding on forcefully puts a burden on my elite cavalry."

"If our army gives up Texas, no matter how much we give in, I won't be in a dilemma!"

"It's just that it's hard to say anything now." "Even if our army takes it, it can't break Yuele's fortress. In this case, it is better to continue to put pressure on the Tatar court, and then divide the troops to capture nearby prefectures and counties to seize grain, grass and firearms. , coerce the strong young man, and then try to lift him up!"

As soon as these words came out, all the generals were silent.

Now the Jiaqian Army is in a dilemma. Going south will not help. Maybe there is still some hope in continuing in Beijing.

In the next few days, Xiaoqi Town began to plunder nearby counties, trying its best to collect supplies, and at the same time forced more men to attack the city.

At the same time, Yue Le's 100,000 troops have launched multiple fierce attacks on Dezhou City.

Boom boom boom——

More than three hundred red-coated cannons fired, and the Dezhou city wall, which was already riddled with holes, was hit hard again.

With a bang, a section of the city wall that was reinforced with wood and filled with soil for repair was hit again.

Along with the sound, all the soil collapsed, revealing the slope that was originally blasted out.

"Concentrate your firepower and blast me!" Yue Le was overjoyed and quickly ordered.

A large number of artillery fire from the Qing army received the order and concentrated their artillery to blast the slopes.

With the bombardment of artillery fire, the slope became wider and smaller, and the slope became smaller and smaller, which was enough for the Qing army to charge directly up.

"Attack all the troops and break Texas!"

Yue Le shouted again, and tens of thousands of Qing troops swarmed forward.

Another fierce attack was launched against Texas City.

"Those who are timid will die!" Liu Tianxiu led his five hundred soldiers to supervise the battle on the city wall.

Countless thundering rocks and rolling wood were thrown out, and a large number of Qing troops died in the hands of the Qianqian army.

Batch after batch of kerosene and gold juice were thrown away, burning and scalding countless Qing troops to death.

Under the vigorous resistance of the Jiaqian Army, thousands of Qing soldiers were piled up like mountains, covering the moats and trenches under Dezhou City.

"Thank you! Jin Li!" Yue Le shouted loudly.

"The slave is here!" The two of them held their hands.

"You two lead the Eight Banners soldiers to fight, and you must fight into the city!"

"Whoo!"

The second general took the order, and a total of 8,000 Eight Banners soldiers roared towards Dezhou City.

bang bang bang-

shhhhh--

There was a fierce exchange of fire between the two sides on the city wall.

So far in the war, the Qing army has suffered more than 15,000 casualties, but the heavy losses did not make Yue Le retreat. Instead, Yue Le organized more and more fierce offensives.

One Eight Banners soldier died under the firepower of the Jiaqian Army, and many Jiaqian Army were also killed by the powerful firepower of the Qing Army.

The veteran Jin Li mustered up the courage, as if he had returned to the past, leading a group of elite Qing troops to charge bravely from the slope, and finally reached the city wall!

Then at this moment, Liu Tianxiu arrived with his elite Long Xiang.

On the narrow city wall, the two sides fought fiercely.

Gradually, under the fighting of the front army, the Eight Banners soldiers who had not yet established a stable footing were beaten down again.

Jin Li refused to retreat, and finally died in the hands of Jia Qianjun.

However, at the same time, Dunbai led the elite Eight Banners outside the Pass to ascend the city from another slope.

At this moment, there is no second batch of Long Xiang elites who can stop them.

A battle flag of the Qing army was planted on the city wall of Dezhou.

Dunbai roared and led his soldiers to fight continuously along the city wall.

In an instant, the morale of the Qing army was greatly boosted, while the front army was frightened.

In an instant, many city walls were successfully invaded by the Qing army, and the entire defense of Dezhou City collapsed instantly.

Liu Tianxiu was panting and looked at the scene in front of him with a bitter smile on his lips.

He looked back at his soldiers, only to find that his soldiers had lost morale.

"What are you afraid of! The worst case scenario is death! Sooner or later the king will avenge us!"

"We can't resist the Qing Dynasty for more than ten years and kill the Tatars for more than ten years. Surrender at the last moment!"

"I, Liu Tianxiu, can't afford to disgrace this person!" the commander-in-chief of Longxiang Town cursed.

In the end, Liu Tianxiu died after organizing a street fight after the city was broken. Most of the green battalion soldiers in the city defected or surrendered, and almost all the eight thousand front troops died in the battle.

In the sunset, Yue Le finally climbed onto the Dezhou City Wall.

"What a Liu Tianxiu, with only 8,000 troops, he actually caused our army to lose more than 20,000 people!"

"And one Gushan Ezhen died!" Yue Le said angrily.

"My lord, no matter what, our army finally captured Texas." Dunbai sighed: "This is only true for the Western Bandits in one town under Sun Kewang. It is said that he already has five armies and twenty-two towns."

"If all these Western thieves are like this, how can we, the Qing Dynasty, restore the world!"

Yue Le's heart froze when he heard this.

In the past, the Qing army was one to ten, but now if we want to annihilate a mere 8,000 Western bandits, we, the Qing Dynasty, have to attack with ten times the force and pay three times the casualties.

If the Western thieves under Sun Kewang were so good at fighting, there would still be hope for our Qing Dynasty!

"No, Longxiang Town is the essence of Western thieves. If Sun Kewang's twenty-two towns could really fight, he would have conquered the whole world." Yue Le spoke slowly, comforting himself.

Just then, a voice came.

"The imperial edict has arrived, Prince An will receive it!" the eunuch Wu Liangfu said loudly in a male duck's voice.

"Xiao Wang accepts the order!"

"This slave takes the order!"

Yue Le, Dunbai and others quickly knelt down on the ground.

"Prince An, Yue Le, resisted and disobeyed the imperial edict, and was in vain for the country. I specially ordered Dunbai to capture him and send him to the capital for prosecution. The army will be taken over by Dunbai, and he can return to the north to be the King of Qin!" Wu Liangfu announced the imperial edict loudly.

Several Ouchi guards quickly stepped forward, and Yue Le's coat guards also protected Yue Le behind them.

"What! The imperial court wants to take away Prince An!" All the generals stared at him.

"Look carefully, this is a gold medal given by the Emperor and the Queen Mother." Wu Liangfu showed off the gold medal and scolded.

"Prince Yue!"

All the Eight Banners generals spoke one after another.

Yue Le's coated ahabs drew their sabers one by one, looking at him with eager eyes.

"What are you going to do? Are you going to rebel against Yue Le and disobey Yue Le's decree and cause rebellion?" Wu Liangfu looked stern but was heartbroken.

"Everyone, stand down!" Yue Le scolded his boss: "The imperial court has its own laws. Is it your turn for slaves to point fingers?"

After scolding Yue Le, he turned to the generals and said: "Our army has won Dezhou in a bloody battle and annihilated Longxiang Town of the Western Bandits."

"It's already February, and the Daqing River has melted. We only need to hold on to the front line of Dezhou and the various ferries. Zhang Sheng and others will be unable to fly!"

"The Western thieves cannot conquer Beijing! I also ask everyone to consider the Qing Dynasty and state my grievances for me, so that the Western thieves can be wiped out for the Qing Dynasty!"

Yue Le's name has the character Yue in it, but he doesn't want to be like Sun Chuanting or Hong Chengchou, nor does he want to be like Fengbo Pavilion.

If we do this again, we have to finish this battle first. (End of chapter)