. Asked Mu Bai, pursed his lips, smiled, and hurriedly said! "The emperor is accused of his deceased minister. What does Dan have to do with Wang Qiu? It's just that the place is very popular and the city is full of blood. Isn't it too boring to stay here? It's better to go to a quiet place. Anyway, this Galdan is already a fish on the chopping board and cannot make waves. The emperor is planning, so why do you need to watch on the wall yourself?"

Zhu Jun said: "No matter what your thoughts are between Zhou Mubai and Wang Qiu, the union doesn't understand elegance. You should take a good look at how the soldiers of the Guards defend the city."

At this time, the battle horn under the city had sounded, and the whimpering sounds were heard, and the sound of horse hooves was deafening. Then, like waves, rows of cavalry began to rush under the city. The momentum attracted by the thousands of horses was indeed extraordinary. If the new recruits who had just practiced had passed the standards, they would probably not be able to help but run away with their heads in their arms. Fortunately, behind the female wall, they were all excellent veterans who had experienced battle formations. Although they were moved by the galloping momentum of thousands of horses, they were still not afraid.

"Kill Galdan personally went into battle, and in the torrent, he loudly inspired the guards around him. Since Tashi Doji said that to him, he always had an unknown premonition in his heart. This feeling made him frightened. He was a little lama first, and he could not inherit the throne of Khan. His brother was killed by the nobles of the tribe. Only with the support of **, he ventured out of Tibet to return to the tribe, and killed the nobles who killed their brothers, and obtained the khan. He worked hard to get the small tribes around him. Then, he entered the southern part of the monastery with great courage. The Qing Dynasty was still there, and the Mongolian tribes in the southern part of the monastery were still under the jurisdiction of the monastery.

Attached around the Qing Dynasty, his actions were obviously extremely risky. Taking advantage of the chaos in the pass, he led all tribes in the western desert to be invincible and dominate the grasslands. Then, he fought to the death with the Chahar people who rose at the same time, conquered the northern part of the Mo and unified the entire desert. With such martial arts, no one except Genghis Khan back then, he had a great ambition. When the Chahar tribes were still Khandan, he was looking forward to capturing the southern part of the Mo and becoming his wings, all he wanted was the Liaodong Plain thousands of miles away.

It was with this vigorous ambition and his desire for this land that Galdan resolutely embarked on the journey. Didn’t the Manchus take Liaodong first, surrender the Mongolian tribes, and then wait for change to enter the pass and become the lord of the world? Why can Nurhaci, Huang Taiji, and Dordu do what he can do, why can’t Galdan succeed? When he thinks of this, Galdan’s blood can’t stop boiling.

Now, he came, but he regretted it. It was not as rich as he imagined. This was no longer Liaodong when the Manchus rose. At that time, there were millions of Han people who drove the prosperity here, and thousands of miles of fertile land were endless. But now, after the destruction of Manchus, there was no place to see the crowd. It was completely different from the beautiful scenery Galdan imagined. Is it worth turning against the Ming Dynasty for this barren land? Since entering Liaodong, Galdan has been asking himself. Now, he suddenly felt that the victory was slim, the Ming army was

It seemed as if an ambush was set up, but now he had already penetrated into the ambush like a blind bear. He could not advance or retreat. The only way was to resist stubbornly, hoping to tear a pound with the strength of the Sanghou. Kouzi and Kougedan did this. The situation forced him to make a decision to burn his boat. He went into battle himself, waved his sword, and inspired countless warriors following him to attack the city walls, and used precious cavalry to attack the city covered with firearms. This was like a crazy move, but now Galdan had no choice but to do so.

"Kill, take this city, everything will be yours, the beautiful female slaves, the brilliant gold and silver, bags of food, all of them, rush into the city."

This slogan is very inspiring, especially for the Mongolians who are in short supply. Everything Galdan said was urgently needed. As the horses galloped, everyone was full of enthusiasm to shout and kill, and urged the horses to continue to add,

Zhu Jun looked at the city with a smile and said to Zhou Mubai silently: "Zhou Aiqing, Lian has heard a saying that the so-called first, the ones who are not afraid of wearing shoes. This sentence is the best interpretation here. The more poor the people are, the combat power they explode is amazing. On the contrary, those rich people are greedy for life and fear death. Look at these Junggars, who have lived in Western Xinjiang for hundreds of years, and they are addicted to land and even water plants. If such people go to war, they only need a slogan of looting. They don't need to hold the flag of righteousness at all, and ensure that everyone is willing to fight for it, because their lives are not worth anything at all. Instead of living, it is better to try it."

Zhou Mubai said: "It's not entirely true. Isn't the richest person in the world my Ming Dynasty? Are our Ming soldiers afraid of death?"

Zhou Mubai is a slick person and rarely refutes Zhu Jun's words. Now he refutes it, he is quite dissatisfied with Zhu Jun's theory.

Zhu Jun shook his head: "The Lianhe is about common sense. People who dare to fight are not just from poverty-stricken places. The Lianhe recruits soldiers, gives them enough money to support their family, and gives them enough pensions to make them restless. They are naturally not afraid of death.

Speaking of this, the waves of cavalry had already rushed into the range of artillery. The guerrilla officers of the artillery battalion ordered loudly, and the sound of artillery rumbling, and the entire city wall began to tremble. How could they talk?

The cavalry under the city were filled with people and horses. Many frightened war horses ran around. Under the smoke of artillery fire, the cavalry assault caused great chaos. However, soon, the black Junggars rushed to the city like waves. In the artillery fire, many people fell down, but anyone understood that their funeral was countless torrents. Once they retreated or turned their horses' heads, they would inevitably be hit by the cavalry behind them, and finally they were stepped into meat paste by countless war horses, and there was a way out to advance.

Cavalry is a horse-free army! Its power is best reflected on the Great Plains! But in siege, cavalry riding horses cannot climb the city wall? Even if they can dismount, the cavalry's training has always been aimed at the horse-fisted style! For cavalry, a cavalry is like a legless infantry! How can infantry without a horse fight? Under the erosion of artillery fire, every cavalry understands this truth. Everyone knows that this time the command of the Great Sweat is probably not going back. But even so, no one retreated. They urged the war horses to cross the burnt craters, and the horse's hooves stepped on the fragmented corpses of the front team. The pungent smoke and rumbling artillery fire did not scare them.

As Zhu Jun said just now, they were actually a group of barefoot beggars, who also worked part-time on robbery, killers, sheep and other errands. They had nothing, and even had no choice but to eat three meals. They were originally a cheap life, and the first reaction they saw in their eyes was not fear, but greed. With such a towering city wall, there must be many treasures to grab. Their minds were filled with this idea.

"Kill. With the roar of artillery, countless war horses passed over their companions' bodies. They held up their long swords and continued to rush.

After rushing through the range of artillery attacks, a group of cavalry in front of the team finally breathed a sigh of relief, but directly in front of them was a moat that flowed endlessly, and the moat formed the second natural barrier. It was too late to stop them. Once they blocked their horses, the cavalry rushing wildly behind would definitely trample the cavalry in front of them into meat paste. As a result, many people rushed into the moat directly. They were flushed by the water flow, and most of these Mongolians were not familiar with water. Once they fell into the water, they immediately struggled wildly and shouted, but the more they were like this, the faster they died. For a moment, the sound of mourning sounded.

"The order to shoot the city was heard, and only a thud sound was heard, and the sound of fire like fried beans sounded, shooting wildly at the cavalry near the moat.

The siege lasted for half an hour. Finally, someone rushed to the base of the city wall, and the moat was filled with countless corpses. Galdan had already asked a team of cavalry to carry stones and throw them into the moat, barely filling a passage. At this time, the Junggars had suffered heavy losses. Galdan, who had blood-red eyes, still dispatched countless reserve teams to assault. He was ready to fight back and forth. Even if he fought one soldier, he would still take down the Shenyang City.

In his mind, the reason why the Ming army was powerful was that it was because of its powerful power. Since this was the case, as long as it was spent on a lot of money to attack the city and as long as someone could climb the city wall, the timid Ming army was not the opponent of the Mongolian warriors. By then, if they took Shenyang, the game would be alive. The so-called wealth and honor were sought in danger, let alone risk one by one for survival. Rows of cavalry became corpses, and rows of cavalry rushed forward frantically.

Finally, the cavalry who rushed through the cannon formation, moat, and fire-locked range began to set up ladders. The cavalry who had gotten off the horse climbed up with scimitars in their mouths. At this time, the city had become a hell. Seeing that there was hope of breaking the city, Galdan behind couldn't help but outline a grim smile: "Kill, warriors, kill into the city."

On the top of the city, Wang Qiu's face became a little unnatural. According to his expectations, these cavalrymen didn't even think of touching the wall. He didn't believe that these people could rush through artillery, fire and cross the moat, but there were too many Mongolians. The dense array of soldiers stood there and did not move and let the soldiers shoot with fire cannons. In addition, these fierce Mongolians were not afraid of death at all. One group of death came up again and again, and they were simply crazy. Therefore,

After half of the damage, someone could still rush to the base of the wall and set up a ladder. Fortunately, there were not many ladders in the Junggar people, and most of the people who were carrying the ladders were also shot by artillery and fire. Only a dozen ladders were raised in the city wall for several miles. He quickly ordered the guerrilla officers of the Zhongyong Battalion to lead a team to guard the ladders in sections. The soldiers of the Shenji Camp were on the city wall and had no angle to shoot at the Mongols under the wall, so they could only use the old methods of attacking the climbing Junggar people.

The hot oil in the pot was burning, and huge rocks began to vent their vents under the city. The climbing Junggars immediately felt a turbulent silence, and the screams were thrilling.

Half an hour later, occasionally some lucky Junggar soldiers finally climbed up the city wall, but before they jumped onto the aisle of the city wall, they were pushed down. Some of them just now, when they held the July 1st, they were killed by several short-term soldiers and became hornets. According to the plan, the soldiers of Zhongyong Camp had no combat tasks today. After all, they were short-term combat troops, and the Shenji Camp with moats, city walls, fire and artillery were the main force today. However, the plan could not keep up with the changes. The Zhongyong Camp, which was fully equipped with a Zhongyong Camp, is now of great use. The Junggars who climbed the city wall had no power to fight back in front of the soldiers of Zhongyong Camp who had already made sufficient preparations. The spear and short-lasting luck were originally a powerful weapon for short-term soldiers to kill people, which could not be resisted by flesh and blood and a scimitar.

"Khan, I'm afraid it won't work, let's retreat." The leaders of several tribes rode their horses to find Galdan. Seeing so many people died, most of them could not even climb up the city wall. Even those who climbed were pushed down or beaten into hornet's nests without exception. The leaders of these tribes could no longer bear it. Some of them came from Mongolia, the northern desert, some came from Kazakhstan, and some came from the Daur tribe. However, without exception, the thugs. Their tribesmen have suffered great losses. If they continue to fight, they may have to pay for it. Everyone supports Galdan because they are afraid of the giant beast of the Junggar people. However, under the current situation, the leaders of each tribe can only bite the bullet and ask for the withdrawal of troops. If the Khan is annoyed, will it be peeled off if they continue to fight?

"Bastard, hurry up, take your headquarters to kill. If you don't take Shenyang today, you will never give up. Have you heard of the killing? Who dares to violate Ben Khan's order and cut off your head immediately." Galdan was already in a state of madness. These dead cavalry were also his lifeblood. Now that so many have died, even if the Han people let him go and return to the grassland, will he still have the prestige to intimidate the various troops? Since he has already placed bets, Galdan can only choose to continue betting.

More than a dozen tribe leaders looked at each other, some even wanted to persuade them again, some planned to gather their subordinates as Galdan said, and some were unsure of their minds and should not do what to do.

"You're not going to run, kill me." Galdan shouted loudly, and the eyes of the guard behind him began to become unkind.

More than a dozen tribe leaders had no choice but to go back in shame. At this moment, a personal guard exclaimed: "Look at Dahan, look, someone has escaped."

Galdan looked over in a panic. He saw only a team leaving the battlefield and running towards the west. He squinted his eyes and looked at the soldiers' clothing. He saw that it was the unique armor of the Kazakhs. He looked back at the more than a dozen tribes and saw two kilograms. The Kazakhs were still there. He guessed it immediately and asked, "Where is Baihak? Where is Baihak?"

The leaders all bowed their heads and said nothing, especially the other two Kazakhstan leaders. The Kazakhs were divided into three parts in Western Xinjiang, and the two parts were in charge. Only when Baihak was not there, there was no need to know the brain, and he knew that Baihak was fleeing with his own men. Galdan yelled a few times in anger, but there was no way. After all, now he sent pursuers, and will the city still attack?

The leaders left each. After a quarter of an hour, teams of people began to leave the battlefield and flee westward. It turned out that these leaders saw Baihak's example and learned from the role model. If this war continues, the Junggars are probably finished. Even if they cannot be finished, they may be greatly reduced. Even if they return to the grassland, they will not be afraid of him. Anyway, no one is willing to bury Galdan. If they can run away now, they should run away as a plan. Wouldn't they be idiot staying here?

The various troops fled one after another, which made the cavalry of the Junggar tribe become timid. Many things are like this. When everyone rushed forward together and fought to the death, no one would think of escaping, but once there was a catty, the bastard escaped smoothly, and the role of such an example was endless. Seeing this, Galdan could only sigh and order a retreat.

The Junggars rushed to the city of Chenyang like a tide, and retreated like a tide. The Ming army's artillery kept ringing, killing the defeated soldiers on a large scale, and it also seemed to be a triumphant salute.

"Your Majesty, the Junggars have retreated." Wang Qiu smiled and went to the city tower to report his victory. Zhu Jun first stood beside the wall and watched the Junggars siege the city, but the longer the time, he became annoyed. So he went back to the city tower with Zhou Mubai. The city tower was built on the city gate, with five floors, and the living room was full of sleeping rooms. It was originally for the garrison guarding the gate to live on the night patrol. Now Zhu Jun is sitting in the small hall and hears the sound of gunfire. After gradually calming down, he felt that the battle might be over. When Wang Qiu arrived excitedly, he immediately knew that what he expected was exactly. He met Zhou Mubai and then made a haha: "Lian originally wanted to join in the fun, but who knew that the fun looked very tired. Since it was over, Lian would go back to the palace to rest. Zhou Aiqing, you should go with Lian as well. Wang Aiqing will work harder and do some final work. Write a memorial tomorrow to report to Lianhe here."

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