Early in the morning, the smell of blood filled the air inside and outside of Ning Yuan City. Even the constant sea breeze could not dissipate the stench.
Nurhachi, wearing a large coat, stood tall among the corpses outside the city. Beside him were all the Jurchen generals of the battle of Ningyuan City. Dai Shan, Fei Yingdong, Hu Erhan and so on were all present. But even the fiercest of the female true warriors were pale and weeping blood in their hearts.
How many people had died outside Ningyuan City?
No one could count.
Ten or twenty thousand? More than that.
Thirty-forty thousand? It was possible.
Nurhachi had mobilized eighty thousand soldiers from Jinzhou to attack Ningyuan City. Over the past few days, at least sixty thousand soldiers had arrived. In addition to the ten or twenty thousand soldiers that had besieged the city, the Jin army outside Ningyuan City might have more than seventy thousand at most.
But how many Jurchen soldiers were left outside the city? Maybe only twenty thousand, or even less. The rest had either died on the battlefield or fled in fear of the cruelty of the battlefield and never came back.
The Jurchen Zhenren had lived in the old forest in the northeast for two or three hundred years and had never fought such a cruel battle as today. These tens of thousands of people had been driven to the battlefield by Nurhachi's personal charm and ideological manipulation. But they had encountered an unprecedented army. An army that fought to the death and fought desperately.
In the future, if anyone said that the Han army was easy to bully, these Jurchen Zhenren would slap them in the face. If the Han army was easy to bully, then what were they, who fought with the Han and suffered heavy casualties? Easy to bully?
"How many Han people are left in the city?" Nurhachi asked in a low voice as he stood on the battlefield filled with corpses. Everyone else was in a daze at the moment. Only he was taller and taller. His whole body was covered with a thick black gas, but his face was as pale as the dead.
As the crown prince, Dai Shan took half a step forward and said, "Father, there should be four or five thousand Han people hiding in the south of the city and refusing to surrender." His face was haggard and his left arm was in a sling. His clothes were riddled with bullet holes. Since last night, the ten thousand soldiers of the Righteous Red Flag in Ningyuan City had all died. Even the thousands of people who came in the middle of the night had joined the bottomless pit of Ningyuan City.
No matter what, the Righteous Red Flag suffered a great loss this time.
"We've occupied the northern part of the city?" Nurhachi asked again.
Dai Shan lowered his head, and his tone was far less respectful than usual. He had a belly full of resentment. Although he still dared to flare up, he was very unhappy in his heart. In response to Nurhachi's question, he could only reply weakly, "We only have a dozen of Niu Lu's men outside the city. No one has entered."
"Why not enter the city?" Nurhachi had not had a good rest for a few days. He seemed indifferent to the tragic casualties, but in fact, there was a ball of anger hidden in his heart. Dai Shan's tone made the fire in his heart burn. He raised his voice and asked, "The Hans can't hold on any longer, and the city has been conquered. Why don't we enter the city?"
"Too many people have died. The soldiers are already tired of fighting. Even though there was no one guarding the opposite wall, no one entered. Everyone is in a daze like wild ghosts. All they want is to find a warm place to eat and drink, and then find a bed to sleep in. "
At this point, Dai Shan raised his head and asked, "Father, so what if we've conquered Ningyuan Mountains? It's too late. Old Wu is definitely finished. So many of our men have died, but it's useless. We shouldn't have attacked this broken city. "
Crack! A whip struck Dai Shan's face without warning, sending him flying into the air and crashing into a pile of corpses four to five meters away.
Dai Shan did not lower his head after being whipped. Instead, he jumped up and shouted, "What's the use of whipping me? If you have the ability, why don't you whip those Han soldiers? Look at the corpses on the ground. They were all sent to the cannons of the Han soldiers because of you. They thought that they could win by following you. But did we win? Did we win?
My two red flags are about to be used up. Du Du's Bordered White Flag is also dead. He himself was killed by the cannons of the Han army. Mangurtai's and Ah Min's blue flags are also gone. Right now, only your two yellow flags and Old Eighth's white flag are still around. You're letting your sons die for you.
But what did you get in return? Last night, someone from Jinzhou came to deliver a letter. Father, you forcefully suppressed the news. But I know what letter it is. It's a letter from Jinzhou asking for help. Right after we left, He Zhuo received the news and came south from Guangning. That woman is here to kill you, Father. Not only is she bold, she even forced those spineless bastards from the grasslands to come with her.
So what if we win Ningyuan Mountains? We've spent two days in this city and lost so many men, but we still failed to conquer it, let alone rescue Mangurtai's men. Even if we want to turn back now, it'll be difficult. Based on the Han's ability to attack cities, I'm afraid Jinzhou will not be able to hold on.
Mangurtai is trapped in Liaoxi, but we're here to save him. Now that we're also trapped in Liaoxi, who's going to save us? Not to mention Old Eighth. His white flag is the one with the least troops among us. Moreover, he's cunning. If he knew that we're doomed, he would have turned around and fled back to Shenyang. He wouldn't care about our lives at all. "
Dai Shan said a lot as if he was venting. As he spoke, Nurhachi lashed him with his whip. The more he spoke, the harder the whip lashed, and the harder the whip lashed, the louder his voice became. In the end, he was on the verge of death. He fell to the ground and cried bitterly, "We're finished, Big Gold is finished."
Seeing Dai Shan's miserable state, the other Jurchen nobles all kept quiet out of fear, not daring to speak. Nurhachi snorted coldly and walked towards Ningyuan. There was a wave of anger in his heart, an unyielding resentment and resentment. Dai Shan had completely opened up his scars, letting him understand that his decision wasn't completely correct. This made him even more unwilling to admit his failure.
Originally, he said, "No matter how many routes they take, I'll only take one route." Now that he couldn't break through one route, the enemy was coming from other routes. Nurhachi put on a large coat and stubbornly insisted on moving forward. Even if he had to symbolically occupy Ningyuan City, it was fine.
But in the distance of a few hundred meters, there were more and more corpses on the ground. Five hundred meters away, there were only traces of artillery bombardment, but within five hundred meters, there were many more killing effects from a volley of guns. Large amounts of ordnance were abandoned on the bumpy ground. Even the valuable Western-style heavy cannons were tilted and turned over on the uneven ground, becoming useless waste.
At a distance of fifty meters from Ningyuan City, there were so many corpses on the ground that there wasn't even a place to stand. Large pits caused by explosives could be seen everywhere, and the bottom of the pits was often filled with dozens or even hundreds of corpses.
Last night, when the battle was at its most brutal, the Han people in the city rushed out with explosives and crashed into the Jurchen ranks to blow them up. The Jurchen had the absolute advantage in military strength, but in the face of this more barbaric, more fanatical, and more fearless fighting style, they were constantly defeated. The Han people had learned civilization through thousands of years of evolution, but their bones still hid the wild nature of their ancestors from the primitive era.
Nurhachi took the lead and walked to the front of a broken city wall. At a glance, he could tell that it was a breach caused by repeated bombardment of artillery shells. And at the breach, there were a large number of corpses of people who had died together. There were so many corpses that they even blocked the breach. Just as he was about to enter the city through the breach, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind the pile of corpses, and a young Han person climbed out of the city.
The young Han person was covered with injuries, the one on his thigh was the heaviest, and he was limping as he walked. His head was also wrapped in a triangular cloth, and the blood had frozen the wound, making him look very miserable. But when he saw Nurhachi, he did not show any fear, but excitedly shouted: "Brothers, we are in luck. Look at what I bumped into. Look at this outfit, it must be a big fish. "
Several Han people climbed out from behind the pile of corpses. Looking at their attire, they were not elite soldiers, but ordinary militia. They helped each other to climb out, and their faces were also filled with excitement.
As soon as they saw the Tatars outside the city, they shouted one after another, "Company Commander, you are really lucky, you can meet a Tatars wherever you go. This Tatars looks impressive, I am sure he is more powerful than the one you killed before. "
Seeing this group of miscellaneous soldiers, Nurhachi was so angry that his whole body was stirred up, and his breathing was surging. The young Han who climbed out from the pile of corpses could not even stand steadily, he staggered and fell backward, and only managed to stabilize his body with the help of several of his subordinates. After he stood up straight, he quickly grabbed the gun in his hand, and with trembling hands that were almost frozen stiff, he loaded the gun.
"Brothers, hold on. Let me shoot him, even if I die, I will shoot him. "The young Han person relied on the support of his subordinates behind him to barely stand up. Behind him, seven or eight wounded soldiers rushed forward; even if they were missing an arm or a leg, they still supported his waist and legs, so that he could shoot. But some of them fell down with a thud, never to get up again.
As if he was watching a comedy, Nurhachi was so angry that he laughed and said, "You Han people are really useless. But if you surrender now, not only this Khan will spare your lives, I will also treat your injuries. I will reward you with women, fields, cows and horses. "
Pei … the young Han person stood straight, his hand holding a rod, he was unhurriedly inserting a bullet into the gun's chamber. He cursed and shouted, "What the hell are you going to give me a reward? Your things originally belonged to us, we are going to take them back. Not only we are going to take back our compatriots, fields, cows and horses. We are going to kill all of you to take revenge. "
The young Han person's cursing made Nurhachi's face twitch. He raised his hand, the young Han person's body flew up and fell into his palm. Strangling the young Han person's throat, he shouted in a low voice, "This Khan likes people with backbone, and I also like to kill people with backbone the most. Now I will give you one last chance, if you beg for mercy, I can still spare your life. "
The young Han person's throat was strangled, his breathing was not smooth, his head was raised, his hands and feet were flailing wildly. But when he looked up to the sky, he suddenly shouted with all his strength, "From your tone, you must be Nurhachi, right? I, Sang Quan, will die together with you, it will be a big profit. "
As soon as the words' die together 'were uttered, Nurhachi's countenance immediately changed. He was also afraid of the Han people's explosive firearms, but when he looked around, there was no movement at all. The young Han person could not even hide a small blade on his body. Even his subordinates who came out with him had exhausted all their strength and were paralyzed on the ground.
But the young Han person was shouting more and more excitedly, "Come on, come on, come on, shoot here, shoot here, shoot this wild boar skin. Blow that wild boar's skin to death. My life is worth it. "
A sharp whistling sound came from the sky. Only then did Nurhachi look up at the sky, only to see several black dots suddenly swoop down from the clouds. These black dots swooped down, the sound becoming more and more shrill and loud. Accompanied by the laughter of the young Han, they dropped several black bombs at a height of only 500 meters from the ground.
Sensing the danger, Nurhachi shook off the young Han person in his hand and wanted to run away. But at this critical moment, the young Han person unexpectedly grabbed Nurhachi's coat and refused to let go, shouting fiercely, "Dog Tartars, don't go! It's time for you to pay with your life! "
The hundreds of kilograms of bombs swooped down several hundred meters with the help of the high-speed dive, fiercely hitting the ground and then exploding. One bomb could turn everything within a hundred meters into nothingness, and several bombs completely covered the entire area outside the city wall.
After the explosion, smoke and dust rose from the ground. Be it the people or the things that were standing there, everything was turned into ashes. This time, the blood feud of the millions of Han people in Liaodong was mostly avenged!
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