Amid the rumble of shelling, Wang Tianming, who had been renamed Wang Yanzhang, also lowered his spear to loosen the two corpses that had penetrated, and then slashed a scratching hook protruding from the city head and the palm he was holding.
But let the retracted hook and barb get stuck on his thighs and knees, and the hook broke through the skin of his thighs, causing pain; but he still carried the broken blade and the blade on his armor in spite of it. Can Ya slammed into the enemy behind Chengdie.
After paying the price of slashing the shoulder armor, he also strenuously cut off two pairs of legs and feet, and pierced a lower abdomen; he grabbed the body of the enemy soldier who had not died, and slammed back against several swords.
Then, grabbing the heads of the two enemy soldiers who were unable to hold them, they slammed into each other in a muffled sound, and grabbed the blade of the third enemy soldier with nothing, and pushed back from the bottom up, and the blood was splashed in all directions. In his jaw
At this time, the person next to Wang Yanzhang who could be close and hostile had fallen to the ground; then the enemy soldier who rushed was snapped off the flag tip by his letter and threw the flag sharply, and fell to the ground.
"Where are the people? Where are the people... I want more firearms..."
At this moment, there was a momentary pause, and he yelled at the back, breathing heavily:
Then he discovered that there was no other follow-up except for the dozen or so first soldiers who jumped into this section of the city with him first; because the section of stairs they came up has been burned by the fire that was contaminated by throwing forward. broken.
At this time, Wang Yanzhang was secretly anxious. Although these southern Zhejiang soldiers and horses were ugly in the field battles outside the city, they were even greedy for life and fear of death; and they were repeatedly killed in the battle of siege and aid. Segregation.
But insisting on defending on the head of the city, as if completely changing the opponent, quite a bit of a taste of life and death.
Especially in some tight places where the soldiers met, and even relying on the familiarity of the geographical position and the skill, the Taiping sergeants who had been attacked were repeatedly expelled out of the upper hand.
"Deploy an array of defenses, collect materials and stand by for help..."
Wang Yanzhang didn't have time to think more, and shouted to the left and right.
Most of the pioneers who followed him were determined and experienced people. They immediately dragged the corpses and piled them up, collecting scattered knives, guns, and flags on them, and immediately created a low temporary shelter. Come.
Then, someone fumbled for the last two greasy standard ball (explosive) bombs that had been stained with blood, but the lead part could not be pulled out, but the fire core inside was wet.
Then, Wang Yanzhang didn’t hesitate to throw these two balls into the brazier at the corner of the wall with a bang; past.
Then, under the threat of the generals' hoarse encouragement, or the appearance of the sword, the guards who swarmed up through the bloody temporary bunker, once again tried their best to fight.
The defenders were constantly being pushed alive and oppressed on these corpses with swords and spearheads, and in the screams of being quickly killed and obliterated, they lost their combat effectiveness either dead or wounded;
But at the same time, every few breaths, one of the pioneers of peace was stabbed by a spear or a knife that had pierced the blood-colored "bunker", and fell to the ground with a muffled sound surrounding the blood-flowing wound.
Their pale gray-toned robes and armor are like a small touch of color that quickly fades in the crowd of ocher-brown defenders, becoming less and less and lighter;
After fighting hard, Wang Yanzhang and several others rushed past the fortifications and were pressed to the edge of the fortifications. They began to consider and plan to try whether the corpses under the city were thick enough to be picked up. When a life comes.
Wang Yanzhang suddenly seemed to feel something, and he smiled weirdly, and then he squatted down in a ball while pulling the left and right sides to cover him obliquely.
When he was chopped several times by the defenders, and the iron scale armor was inevitably skinned and fleshy, suddenly there was a series of harsh whistling sounds in the air, which diverted the attention of the defenders on the edge of the city.
I saw the sharp whistling noise from below the city, and there were many fireworks circling in the sky, flying up the city head like a tight gong one after another, and then racing across the city in the pungent smoke.
Suddenly, a dark red flame was between them, exploding and cracking one after another, and it was like blowing grass and leaves, throwing many human bodies and severed limbs out of the city.
Even more, the billowing air waves above the clamor amidst the roar quickly spread along both sides of the city wall, and then overturned and retreated to everything that could stand upright, and transformed a whole section of the city wall that was dozens of steps long. It's beyond recognition.
Among the messy flags of pulpy flesh and broken weapons, Wang Yanzhang also slowly dropped the large row that had been embedded with fragments of different materials, and pulled out the unidentified stuff stuck in blood on his shoulders.
Only then slowly walked towards the groaning defenders on the side. And just on the wall with his back facing the other end, a squad of defenders coming from elsewhere rushed over, and they were tripped and slipped to the ground one after another.
However, the two dud bombs dropped in the nearby brazier seemed to have reached a certain zero point at this moment, and suddenly exploded suddenly and quickly beside them.
Suddenly, the air waves and black smoke that slanted out of the crenellation covered them almost indiscriminately; the defenders who came to aid seemed to be stopped by someone out of thin air. It slapped it hard on the inner wall.
Suddenly, there was a piece of death and injury caused by fractures and flesh. Some people were pushed through the inner city disc by the air wave, and the volley fluttered and struggling to fall. The remaining defenders who survived the disaster were also desperate, panicked and turned around and fled.
Behind Wang Yanzhang, who was dedicated to making up for the defenders, the hooks of several rope ladders were thrown on the top of the city again, and they were fixed with the help of the injured soldiers who crouched and had low self-esteem.
Then more Taiping selected frontmen, wearing light lock vests and iron net battle skirts, armed with three-eyed guns, short guns and rattan cards, and thick-backed swords, also appeared outside the city disc;
They helped each other to get away from the obstacles on the front of the city, while constructing and putting more rope ladders on their backs; only then did they rescue the few Xiandengpaoze.
And those selected frontmen with fire guns have also moved closer to the inner city disc; facing the defenders who are running and distributing below, crackling ping-pong-pong radiates;
Someone also threw a small amount of ball explosive and fuel (oil) bombs that they had brought into the air, and suddenly there were a lot of roaring and vibrating noises, as well as billowing plumes of smoke, and even more intense ones. Screams and shouts came.
Soon after, the blue Kunpeng flag representing the complete change of hands was hung up at the north gate of Jinhua Luocheng (Waiguo). However, at this time, the battles inside and outside the other city walls, like some kind of back light, became more intense.
"Let’s start setting fire according to the pre-arrangement, no matter how good the foundation is, it cannot be easily left to the thieves..."
In front of the doorway of Zi (inner) city, Zhang Zimian, who was pale and gave orders, walked into the deep doorway.
And at this moment, the veteran and famous marshal who vowed to help the country and serve the court ceased to exist; only one home was destroyed and his relatives died, except for unscrupulous revenge, the walking dead who died with the thieves. That's it.
—I’m going to die graciously to the dividing line —
In the Qizhou area of Huaixi, the banks of the big river have been flooded with mountains and plains, vast numbers of people holding various utensils preparing to cross the river.
And in Huangmei City, which was used as a temporary state government because the original state city Qichun was destroyed by fire and turned into white ground, it was also caused by a strange atmosphere.
A few months ago, it was easy to unify the rebel patrols throughout Qizhou. Han Quanyi, who was once in the Henan Da (bandit) "Red Flag Five", was also in the banquet hall with a bitter face watching the soldiers admonish his troops. .
"Why do you bother? Can't you pretend to be ignorant of each other and just hang around like this? Anyway, I'm also the Lord of the hill you publicly introduced, am I not?"
"Because of this, as our leader, Han Xun guards you absolutely can't stay out of the matter..."
A general with a full body and violent forehead sneered unceremoniously.
"Otherwise, I will give you a chance to go to the South Bank to go to the two ends of the first mouse. Then our brother's heads, I am afraid that they will all be used to guard you and enter the stage..."
Another old general with yellow beard and yellowish beard is also unscrupulous.
"Since you took your nephew, Han Dahui, who was raised as a son, to the subordinates of Monk Zhou to work hard, you also brought Tabai with you; we have already understood your thoughts..."
Another person with slender eyebrows and thin cheeks will be irritated.
"Then Gu Quanwu, how did you turn your back on me? Isn't it because these kindnesses are not enough for you."
The frowning Han Quanyi looked at the last human being again.
"The patrol naturally treats me not badly, but Huang Wang is my reincarnation parent. Since he has the will of the old man this time, I dare not go against it..."
Gu Quanwu, the last officer who was quite handsome, did not hurriedly sternly said.
"Please also the guard to follow the will of King Huang. As for the future, let's leave it to fate..."
"What's more, even if the guards want to go their own way, how long can they be the other party... It's just vainly harming their own foundation and wealth..."
Others also chanted in unison with their faces full of taboos.
"My generation just doesn't want to burn the jade and the stone. Please patrol and comply with everyone's wishes. This is the perfect one or two..." (End of this chapter)