The trumpets were scattered with yellow flags with red edges, and the yellow flag commanded by Amin began to attack the city.

Amin rode a red-maned horse, holding a steel tiger spear, and rushed to the front of the numerous Eight Banners cavalrymen, pointing to the top of the city:

"When the city is broken, no chickens and dogs will be left behind!"

"kill!"

Zou Chuxian, who was in charge of guarding, was over 30 years old. He stood at the top of the city with great energy, without fear, and calmly commanding the city.

"ah--!"

A cavalry in heavy armor, wearing yellow flag, was as soon as he rushed to the city, and was blown away by a bullet, with people and horses, and bloody flesh and blood.

The broken limbs and broken arms flew across the air, and it was bloody.

"Boom--"

One after another, the artillery shells were fired out of the city by the Ming army and landed among the attacking Later Jin army. Every time they landed, they would be overturned and screamed in pain.

The flesh and blood body cannot withstand the power of the firearm.

The Left Guard of Dingliao was a big city focused on building in Liaodong by the imperial court, and it was also the seat of the Liaodong Dushi. The firearms were equipped with sufficient firearms than Shenyang in the past.

There were more than 160 cliffs at the south gate that Amin attacked, and more than 30 of them were equipped with heavy artillery that made the Eight Banners' brigades frightened. The rest of the cliffs were crowded with people, either large and small copper and iron cannons, or fiercely fired bird guns and bows.

Although the guerrilla general Wang Xuan made a mistake, he was not a coward.

At this moment, Wang Xuan was walking back and forth on the city with his personal soldiers, without listening, his mouth was still open, and he kept shouting loudly:

"fire!"

"What are you doing? Stones are smashing down! If you can't hit people, you have to scare the slave soldiers, so that they won't be able to attack them so easily!"

Under the city, war horses galloped.

The Later Jin soldiers first carried the Han army inlaid with yellow flags, fearlessly carrying the cloud ladder and following the shield chariot to attack the city. The artillery fire in front of them was everywhere, and swords and guns were shining behind them.

The army of the Yellow Banners and the Yellow Banners lined up in four directions, with murderous auras, like four waves, rushing from the plain to the city. The Jurchen cavalry each performed equestrians and shot arrows at the top of the city.

There was not a single dictation of the shell on the top of the city. On the huge plain, it exploded except for an isolation belt where the Later Jin army was trembling.

Under the Left Acropolis, dust splashed everywhere, dust was rolling, and screams were endless.

The Han army in front of the inlaid yellow flag followed by the shield chariot was still rushing, but the Jurchen cavalry who were cavalrying behind had become a little timid, so they made more mistakes.

The brave and warlike Jurchen cavalry gradually suffered major casualties due to the interference of artillery fire and wind and sand on the city.

No matter how many casualties the Han army in front were, Amin did not feel any heartache, because as soon as they returned to the old village, they could easily make up for it.

It's very simple, just force the Liao people to conquer.

The plunder of strong men has always been their strength.

However, the Jurchen cavalry of the Yellow Flag invaded the Yellow Flag suffered artillery casualties, which Amin didn't want to see.

If the casualties of the Yellow Banner reach a certain level, not only will they not be able to compete with Nurhaci when they go back, but their own power will also be lost.

The loss of his own power is something that Huang Taiji is happy to see. Although Amin and Huang Taiji are still in good shape now, it is because there are no conflicts and conflicts.

Once Lao Khan dies, they will have a dispute. Even the simple-minded Amin can predict it in advance, let alone the scheming Huang Taiji.

While thinking about it, the Han army in front was scared away by the artillery fire of the Ming army on the city wall. They threw down hundreds of corpses in a mess and slowly retreated.

Seeing this, Amin stepped forward and killed a Han army commander. He hung the head of the Han army commander at the tip of his gun and shouted:

"Those who dare to take a step back will be killed without mercy!"

"kill!"

Due to the tyranny of the supervisory team in the rear, the Han army had to use their lives again and rushed forward without hesitation. They would die in the back and attack the town, and there was still a way out.

Amin's army rushed towards the left acropolis of Dingliao like moths.

This time, the Han army was really desperate to fight.

In less than a moment, corpses were everywhere outside Dingliao City, and the bodies of the Han army under the city were even piled up with a very deep moat. The Han army finally climbed onto the left guard's wall.

At this time, the Ming army on the front of the city had to start hand-to-hand combat with the crazy Han army of the Inlaid Yellow Banner. The soldiers on both sides slashed each other face to face, either you die or I die.

Blood was like rain, and the trickle of water hit the city, dyeing the narrow and long moat red.

The city was still full of artillery fire and arrows were raining. The Ming army shouted and killed and fought with the Eight Banners Han Army. At this time, no one would hold back at these former Liao people who were forced to conquer.

Because in battle, the opponent will not give you a way to survive in order to survive. Giving the enemy a way to survive is equivalent to blocking your own way to survive.

Under the city gate, there are endless attacks.

Amin led the Jurchen cavalry with the yellow flag on the small slope and quietly watched the stalemate siege battle.

In this chaotic era, human life is like grass, especially the Liao people in Liaodong. The only value of their existence is to serve as cannon fodder that is fearless when siegeing the city.

After a while, Amin nodded slightly and said:

"It's almost done, let the young masters go to harvest the battlefield."

When the white-armored cavalry heard this, he took out the horn from his waist and made a sound to the black Jurchen cavalry behind him.

Then, smoke and dust rose in the distance.

The Jurchen cavalry with the Yellow Banners no longer just fired archery clusters around them. They were divided into four routes to surround the entire town, and cooperated with the Jurchen heavy infantry with the Yellow Banners to launch a final attack on the Left Acropolis.

The iron helmet on the head of the guerrilla general Wang Xuan disappeared from his head when it started.

He stood at the top of the city with a sharp sword in his hand, slashing his hair and mechanically slashing.

He did this because he falsely reported his troops and swallowed up food and wages. Since then, he felt guilty and uneasy for many days, but he also had his own hidden secrets.

In short, today he will prove with practical actions that he is still loyal to the court and the emperor, and is definitely not a person who is afraid of life and death and is obsessed with profit!

The sound of artillery became louder and the wind and sand became thicker, and the situation became more and more unfavorable to the Ming army defending the city.

Despite this, Zou Chuxian led his servants to supervise the battle himself, defending the city to the death, and stalemate with the Han army that was sieging the city.

In the urn city, the guerrilla general Wang Xuan killed a Han army commander with one knife. Before he could be happy, he felt a chill in his stomach, and the pain was like a knife.

An ugly Jurchen face appeared in front of him, but when the fierce battle was in full swing, the Jurchen soldiers in the inlaid yellow flag led by Amin suddenly joined the battlefield.

In a blink of an eye, the entire situation of the Dingliao Left Guard became critical.

The Ming army could no longer hold on. The exhausted generals defending the city could not resist the energetic Jurchen soldiers. They died in battle in a few breaths.

Wang Xuan was stabbed into his lower abdomen by the Jurchen soldier with a yellow flag. The latter was laughing as if he was ready to use his head as his future to their great sweat.

"You Jiannu, my god, your ancestors!"

Wang Xuan tried his best to stomp his feet and tried his best. In the blink of an eye, he hugged the Jurchen soldier and pressed him to the ground, and his fists as big as a sandbag kept slamming into his face.

"Kill Jiannu!"

"Kill Jiannu!!"

For a moment, the fist and the minced flesh of the face were mixed together, and the flesh was blurred.

This Jurchen soldier with the Yellow Banner was born tall and strong. He was also Nurhaci's personal soldier, but he was no match for Wang Xuan at all. He was pressed tightly under his body, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead in a hurry, and he was still helpless.

After a while, Wang Xuan fell down, and the Jurchen soldier beheaded beyond recognition and lost his voice.
Chapter completed!