Tang Zhanxiong and Xu Huanqing only brought one regiment of soldiers, but they were not worried. With a strong city and a sharp musket, the Tartars would not pay ten times the price, so they would not want to take Luochuan!

"Old Xu, the Tartars came from afar. I guess they would attack the city tomorrow. This guy Obai is very cruel. Maybe there will be a bloody battle!"

Xu Huanqing shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Captain, I'm afraid it's not tomorrow."

"Ah? Can they rest for two days?"

"Look at it, I guess the fight will start today!"

When Tang Zhanxiong heard this, he hurriedly raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the Tartars. He could clearly see a group of Tartars tensely building dirt and pushing red-clothed cannons over. Behind them, there were a large number of infantry gathering, with ladders, shield chariots, and siege equipment all in front, as if they were demonstrating.

"Obai's grandson is really fierce!" Tang Zhanxiong sneered: "I just wanted to take Luochuan without resting. You made the wrong plan!"

Tang Zhanxiong said, "Old Xu, please prepare your brothers immediately and prepare more wood and stones, but demolish the house."

"clear!"

Xu Huanqing immediately went down to send an order, and An* in the city also moved as quickly as possible. He carried the stones and the logs rushed to the top of the city, and the firewood pot was also set up, with feces burning inside, and a pungent stench.

Just as I was nervously preparing, suddenly there was a rumbling sound of cannons under the city, and solid iron balls hit the top of the city.

“It’s so fast!”

Tang Zhanxiong was also shocked and from preparing to starting the attack. It took less than two hours for this guy Obai to replace him with ordinary Qing soldiers. I am afraid he can't even get the cannons. It's true that he is a tough guy!

"Captain, should we fight back with artillery?"

"No need!" Tang Zhanxiong waved his hand: "Our artillery cannot reach the Tartars for the time being. Tell the gunners to prepare shotguns and deal with the Tartars who are siegeing the city later!"

Oboi did not let An** in the city wait too long. The shelling took less than an hour, and countless Tartars resisted the ladder and rushed towards the top of the city with their chariots.

"Mirdsman is ready!"

"shooting!"

Accompanied by Tang Zhanxiong's orders, a row of musketeers spewed flames at the Tartars. Tang Zhanxiong was particularly happy with the gunshots, because this sound often represents death!

But through the faint smoke of gunpowder, Tang Zhanxiong saw a scene that shocked him, and saw the Tartars who were charging, suddenly fell to the ground in groups.

These Tartars were not killed, but shot by bullets. They quickly got up and continued to run towards the city, their movements faster than rabbits. Don't underestimate this simple lying down. The Tartars reduced more than 70% of their casualties. In the first round of shooting, only a few Tartars fell down, and the others were still shouting and running wildly.

"I have some skills." Tang Zhanxiong gasped and said loudly: "Everyone lowered my muzzle and aimed at the Tartars!"

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

There were another burst of dense gunfire. Although it was much better than before, the Tartars leaned down and dodged back and forth, which greatly reduced casualties. In this way, the Tartars quickly approached the moat.

Tang Zhanxiong gritted his teeth: "If you want to win by relying on these methods, you are too young!"

"Grenadier, get ready!"

With a command, a hundred grenades who had already prepared a long time ago rushed out. They were all tall and long arms. They swung the grenade locks in their hands, and relaxed them gently. Grenades weighing one and a half pounds and a half pounds crossed a grey arc and landed on the heads of the Tartars under the city.

The grenades exploded in all directions, and the splattered shrapnel were like scattered flowers of the heavenly girl, cutting the flesh and bones of the Tartars. With the sound of pain, the Tartars kept falling down, and their dirty blood dyed the yellow land red.

However, these Tartars seemed to have no feeling. The people next to them died. They still rushed forward with their heads in their heads and reached the front of the moat. They lowered the ladder and turned into a temporary floating bridge. They stepped on the floating bridge, one after another, and easily crossed the river.

After crossing the river, the group of people quickly picked up the ladder and stood at the top of the city, as if they were flowing clouds and water, and their movements were amazingly fast.

Xu Huanqing on the top of the city was shocked. He was the first to follow Gu Zhenhua's youth camp and received Gu Zhenhua's personal training. He knew very well that he could train the troops to this way. The commander's ability was absolutely extraordinary. Oboi's threat in his heart increased countless levels.

"The commander, send a letter to the prince Feige immediately, asking him to concentrate his troops, and no matter what, he must keep the disaster of Obai! If this person is allowed to develop, it will be a threat to An**."

Tang Zhanxiong was also particularly serious and said seriously: "I didn't expect to meet such a powerful opponent. Lao Xu, even if we both make our lives here today, we can't lose to Oboi!"

Tang Zhanxiong said, grabbing the machete in his hand, and a ladder was standing up at this time.

Two scimitars were tied to the top of the cloud ladder, which were used to fix it. Tang Zhanxiong suddenly cut through it hard, and both scimitars were cut off. The ladder could not be hooked and quickly struck aside. The two Tartars on it fell down in pain.

At this time, the soldiers on the top of the city raised the wooden rocks and threw them downwards. Several soldiers carried a stone the size of a millstone, and threw it down according to a ladder.

Suddenly, a Tartar who was about to climb up the city was smashed into a pie. The body was thrown down, and a string of Tartars were poured down, and the millstone fell down. Five or six Tartars were either dead or injured, and they were wailing in pain on the ground.

"Gray Bottle!"

Dozens of small bottles were thrown from the top of the city and hit the Tartars' heads, and all the quicklime inside splashed out.

"My eyes, my eyes can't see!"

The Tartars fell to the city one after another, and blood flowed out of their eyes. Some people's eyes were completely ruined. At this time, large pieces of stone fell on the city. These people who could not see clearly could not hide at all and were smashed into meat pies.

The battle began to heat up, and corpses quickly piled up under the city walls, like building blocks. More and more.

However, Oboi, who was supervising the battle behind, didn't even blink. He knew An**'s combat power very well. The last time Lu Mingyue sneaked into Shenyang, he taught Oboi the most vivid lesson.

This guy is known as the number one warrior in Manchuria, but under his rude appearance, he hides unknown wisdom, otherwise he would not have taken over the power and became a life-responsible minister!

Dorgon wanted to ask Oboi for his ineffective rescue, but the Qing Dynasty generals withered, especially Dorgon felt guilty. At this time, he was still engaged in internal strife, and the Qing Dynasty really had no hope.

Therefore, Dorgon not only did not punish Oboi, but also promoted him to northern Shaanxi. He was on the front line of confrontation with An**. After Oboi took office, he had been meditating hard on how to deal with An**.

This time he is ready to take out all his skills!

"The shield car continues to move forward, musketeers and archers cover!",

Accompanied by Oboi's orders, the huge shield chariots swayed and approached the city, and the Tartar archers and musketeers hiding behind quickly rushed out.

Tang Zhanxiong was chopping the Tartars who were climbing up, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He hurriedly waved his knife to protect the face, and a feather arrow was cut down by him. But the people next to him were not so lucky. A soldier was hit by three arrows in the face, and one arrow was deeply embedded in his eyes.

The soldier screamed in pain and his body twitched. He lost his breath, which obviously hurt his brain.

The Tartars' muskets also aimed at the top of the city. Several soldiers leaning over to throw stones were hit by bullets and their bodies rolled out of the city.

In an instant, the defense at the city wall became much weaker, and the Tartars took advantage of the situation and broke into the city wall.

Tang Zhanxiong had red eyes and shouted loudly: "Old Xu, prepare for the Divine Fire Flying Crow!"

As he said, he rushed forward, holding the machete in his hand high and slashed the Tartars' head with one knife. The helmet and head were all cut in half. He waved his hand and another knife, and a Tartars' head flew more than three feet high.

"Kill the slave!"

"Kill the slave!"

The shouts from the top of the city were heard one after another, and the soldiers rushed up with bayonets. Although Oboi put in a lot of effort, he was still a little worse than Gu Zhenhua. These Tartars were all skilled in martial arts, and when they fought with each other, they could not gain any advantage.

The bayonet group of three people, one of which was intuitively assassinated forward, and two were responsible for supporting him from the side. It was simpler and more effective than Qi Jiguang's mandarin duck formation back then. The descent on the city continued to fall at the feet of the soldiers. However, these Tartars still fought to the death, and one by one, they were all desperate, wishing to put everything on it!

"Tartars, let you crazy, taste the awesome!"

Xu Huanqing directed the soldiers to carry out a swarm of horns and the Divine Fire Flying Crow. Accompanied by the brilliant sparks, the Divine Fire Flying Crow ran towards the Tartars' shield chariot and crashed mercilessly.

These Divine Fire Crows all have combustion ability. After the explosion, they not only blew the shield into pieces, but also ignited a large fire.

Under the light of fire, these carefully prepared shield chariots also turned into a pile of coke. The Tartars hiding behind were also exposed, and at this time they rushed toward them.

Thousands of arrows were shot out together, and the unparalleled force easily penetrated the body with only leather armor. The Tartars screamed in pain, rolling back and forth on the ground. Some people were even nailed to the ground by bows and arrows, unable to move, and could only keep howling in their mouths and screaming desperately.

After losing cover, the Tartars' offensive finally slowed down. Tang Zhanxiong swung his knife hard and chopped over the last Tartar. He sat on the top of the city wall, gasping heavily.

"Damn it, this guy Obai is crazy, and his subordinates are crazy too!"

Xu Huanqing smiled and said, "Captain, the Tartars are crazy, what should we do?"

"What else can I do? It's even more crazy and cruel than them. I don't believe that I can't beat these savages!"

...

Oboi kept observing the battle from a distance, and his brows gradually frowned. Although he was training these subordinates frantically, he still couldn't easily crush An**. Obviously, if he delayed, the situation would turn around.

Oboi gritted his teeth and sneered: "Go, call those coats here!"

At Oboi's order, more than a dozen burly men in heavy armor came to him and knelt down and saluted.

"Master, what are your instructions?"

Oboi's eyes carefully swept over everyone and said slowly: "You all said that you want to be loyal to me Oboi to the death. Does this count?"

"For sure, of course, in the words of my master, the lives of the slaves are yours!"

"Okay!" Oboi nodded and smiled, "Gu Zhenhua used the dead soldiers to blow up the warriors of the Eight Banners with gunpowder. Today I want you to bring gunpowder to blow up Luochuan. Don't worry, the family master will take good care of you!"

When these people heard this, they turned around without hesitation. Obai had already prepared a wheelbarrow, which contained gunpowder under the independent car, and a layer of iron plates were placed on it to protect it.

After these dozen people were ready, the second round of attacks unfolded again, almost no time difference from the previous wave. The number of Tartars was larger and even more crazy.

Many Tartars were pushing carts, filled with sand and soil. They quickly reached the city wall and filled the moat. An** on the top of the city kept shooting, and the Tartars kept crossing the riverside, but they still did not retreat. Finally, relying on the soil and corpses to fill up the moats everywhere.

More Tartars rushed up to the city. At this moment, more than a dozen coated servants poured a bowl of strong wine. They pushed the cart and rushed towards the city quickly.

The target of these Tartars happened to be the northeast corner of the city wall. The Tartar artillery was also focusing on attacking here just now. The bricks and stones in the city wall were blown down and flowed out of the inner capsule. There was also a gap of nearly one foot.

Their target was here. They quickly got to the city, and these guys quickly piled up gunpowder under the city. Before they could escape, the wooden rocks on the top of the city were smashed down.

The leader Baoyi gritted his teeth, grabbed the torch, lit the fuse resolutely, and ran away desperately. As soon as he turned his head, he was hit by a stone and his head was broken into eight petals.

At this time, I heard a loud bang under the city wall, and a ball of fire surged. The tall city wall swayed and shaking three times, and collapsed with a bang.

Oboi looked behind and finally showed a rare smile.

"Run, let me kill into Luochuan!"

There was a gap in the city wall, and these Tartars were like sharks that smelled the fishy smell, and rushed up one after another. They shouted, waved their swords and guns, and rushed in bravely.

Seeing more and more people entering the city, Oboi couldn't help laughing.

But just as he was laughing wildly, gunfire sounded in the city. What they saw was not an unprepared city. In front of them was a chest wall. Behind the chest wall, there were dense soldiers with muskets in their hands.

Tang Zhanxiong even sneered: "Obai, our An** is an expert in gunpowder. If you dare to show off your skills, you will be looking for death!"

The word "death" had not yet been released, gunfire was loud, grenades flew everywhere, and the Tartars were instantly submerged in the smoke of gunpowder. No matter how they howled in pain or fought desperately, within 200 meters of the city wall, it was a complete hell.

The Tartars stepped on their companions and struggled in pain, trying to escape from the city, but in a blink of an eye, their bodies were also penetrated and turned into stepping stones for others, trampled and shattered! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!