At the gap, the civilians were piled up with square stones one after another, and were shot by cold arrows from time to time and fell from the top of the city. Most of these civilians were father and son and brothers together, and one person was injured and killed and the whole family fought desperately.

The elite guards on the side gritted their teeth with tears in their eyes, stood by the gap and stabbed the Eight Banners soldiers with their spears in their hands to buy time for those civilians.

After hundreds of casualties, piles of stones as high as mountains rose from the ground, dense and tidy, which was equivalent to building a wall inside the city wall.

After unremitting efforts, the civilians finally blocked the gap before the Eight Banners soldiers climbed the city. They burst into tears, waving their shoulder poles and tools in their hands, and shouting. The atmosphere of joy infected the other guards in the city who were fighting with the Eight Banners soldiers. Seeing this, they all boosted their morale. When the spear was stabbed, their strength increased by three points.

As several gaps gradually became blocked, the casualties of the Eight Banners soldiers who were climbing the city walls increased rapidly, and their morale was depressed and they were stabbed one by one.

The Qing soldiers commander He Luohui, who was under the city, watched the military and civilians at the top of the city repair the city wall again under his nose, his face turned pale. He saw that the elite Eight Banners still failed to break the city after suffering huge casualties. He was both distressed and angry, and hurriedly ordered to stop climbing the city and retreat quickly.

He was about to break the city, but he didn't expect that he would fail in the end. He Luo would be very unwilling to accept it. While continuing to attack Beicheng, he ordered some troops to be drawn to attack Xicheng and Nancheng.

Although there were not many soldiers and civilians guarding the Xicheng and the Nancheng, only three or four thousand people. The morale was very high due to the victory of the Northern City's victory in the anti-Tartars. With the help of artillery and favorable terrain on the city, they fought bravely to kill the enemy. In one or two hours, they successively repelled several waves of attacks from the enemy and killed many Qing soldiers.

The battle lasted a day and a night, until it was dark, and the Qing soldiers from each gate retreated. Looking at the city of Luling, there were blood flowing like a mountain, broken guns and spears, broken flags and rotten ladders everywhere. The Qing soldiers lost more than 1,000 people in this battle, of which the elite soldiers of the Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners suffered no less than 300 casualties. Compared with previous wars, it was enough to be considered a heavy loss.

The Ming army also killed and injured more than a thousand guards, most of whom were shot and killed by the Qing army under the city when they filled the collapse of the city wall.

Tang Wenyao stood at the top of the city, but saw the Qing army retreating slowly. Although it was retreating, it was still calm. Looking back at the top of the city, everyone was covered in scars and blood. He had been in the army for decades, but he had never experienced such a bloody battle. From this, the fierce battles in various cities can be seen, and the crisis in Luling can be even more obvious!

"Call Wang Shunchen to see me-" Tang Wenyao suppressed the grief and horror in his heart and ordered his personal soldiers to say.

After the military order was conveyed, Wang Shunchen, who was in the rank of gangster, walked in and bowed to Tang Wenyao: "I have met the General."

Tang Wenyao nodded. Although he was very tired of fighting for the whole day, he still spoke with great strength and full of energy: "Although the Tartars temporarily withdrew their troops, they will definitely not give up. With dozens of red cannons to help them, they will definitely still bombard the shells tomorrow. The North City seems to have been repaired, but the inside is already full of holes and can no longer stand the trouble.

This town gives you three hundred brothers. At midnight, I quietly crossed the moat, found the Tatar artillery position, and nailed the red barbarian artillery to this town to death!"

“It’s a good plan.”

General Wang Shunchen was overjoyed when he heard this and held his fists high: "I'll prepare now!"

At this time, a personal soldier walked in, holding a wooden plate in his hand, a plate of pickles, a few steamed buns, and a large pot of water.

The personal soldiers looked at Tang Wenyao with respectful eyes: "Master, eat something to fill your stomach."

Tang Wenyao then felt hungry. He ate the steamed buns that had just been out of the pot and were still steaming. He drank water in big gulps like a wind swelling the remaining clouds, and ate a few steamed buns and a plate of pickles in a short while.

At this time, the night was getting darker and the surroundings were quiet. Walking along the city, horse road, Tibetan Bing Cave, and streets, you could only hear endless snoring sounds, fighting for a day. Except for the rotation, the other military and civilians were extremely tired and resting. You could also hear some wailing sobs, and the relatives of the dead refugee husband were crying.

On the street, a patrol team composed of guards and young men was still patrolling everywhere with their duties. When they saw Tang Wenyao consciously greeting him, Tang Wenyao walked along the street to the General's Mansion, and there was already no recognition along the way. The once prosperous street market was demolished into ruins, and there were several collapsed places that were still smoked. It was hit by the cannons of the red cannons outside the city.

After arranging the city defense, Tang Wenyao returned to his residence and felt depressed. Although he was exhausted, he could not close his eyes.

He was originally a capable general under Jiao Lian.

Perhaps because birds of birds of a feather flock together, his character is very similar to that of the head coach Jiao Lian. He is not only loyal but brave, but also low-key in character. He is a straightforward man.

Since the beginning of the first year of Yongli, after following Jiao Lian to Wuzhou to serve the king and rescue the emperor, in just two years, he has experienced several offensive and defensive battles such as Wuzhou, Zhaoqing, and Qingyuan.

Because of his bravery in combat and repeated military achievements, the court reformed the Huguang, Guangdong and Guangxi and Beijing camp military systems in the second year of Yongli. When reorganizing the army, he was provoked to be the general of Guangdong Town and was able to serve as a full-time party and was deeply trusted by the emperor.

Repaying his kindness, Tang Wenyao also paid all his loyalty to repay his kindness. Since he was in charge of the imperial edict and guarding Luling with the 10,000 battalions, he has been diligent and dared not slack off at all. He knew that the Qing army was powerful, but he still did not retreat. He led the entire city of soldiers and civilians to fight against the Tartars and defended Luling. Before he knew it, he had delayed the Tartars army for several months, killing thousands of Tartars. He felt that he was worthy of the emperor's trust.

During this period, Li Chengdong from Ganzhou also sent a reinforcement of about 3,000 people. Unfortunately, before entering the city, he was besieged by the Tartars and defeated outside the city. The three thousand troops were almost wiped out. At this point, no reinforcements were sent from the court. Tang Wenyao, who knew the truth and weakness of the court, was very sympathetic to the difficulties of the court and did not complain about it.

After repeated fierce battles, the Tatars suffered a considerable loss, but their sources of energy were constantly being replenished.

But where is Luling?

A trace of sadness surged into Tang Wenyao's heart. More than half of the ten thousand defenders had been killed or injured, and there were only a few well-trained elite soldiers left. The remaining guards who could still fight were unable to rest calmly because of guarding day and night, and were very tired and exhausted.
Chapter completed!