"These Jurchens are brave!"

Ma Kuo looked at the Jurchen soldiers surging below with some emotion.

The latter did not retreat.

Although huge rocks weighing 200 pounds continued to fall in the sky, and countless crossbows and even small human catapults on the city walls were also constantly causing killing, these brave barbarian soldiers still carried ladders and walked forward bravely. As a general, he undoubtedly admired such soldiers very much...

The fierce temperament of these soldiers is a bit inferior even if they are always victorious.

"It's all forced out!"

Wang Yue said.

At this time, the first group of Jurchen soldiers began to cross the ice surface of the moat.

He waved his hand immediately.

The soldiers of the Changsheng Army who had been waiting on the city wall quickly pierced the fuse in their hands into the ignition hole. Three-eyed guns that extended from the squadron suddenly spewed out flames. The Jurchen soldiers who had just rushed through the moat immediately fell down under the bullet strike.

The fuse ropes in the hands of the soldiers of the Changsheng Army quickly entered the remaining two ignition holes.

The flames of the three-eyed guns were ejected one after another.

The Jurchen soldiers below kept falling down amid the gunfire.

But this still couldn't stop them.

These were all withdrawn from Yanshan Mansion. They had seen this thing for a long time and knew that it was a three-wheeled thing. After the fight, they had to reload it. Subsequently, the Jurchen soldiers rushed forward bravely. Soon, on the first ladder stand, a guy with a heavy armor that was obviously a general roaring and began to climb. The arrows on the city wall immediately aimed at him, and then the three arrows hit almost at the same time, but the heavy armor on this guy protected him to the greatest extent. He held a shield and held an iron pestle stick thick in front and thin in the back, roaring like a beast and continuing to move upwards.

More ladders were set up on both sides of him, and more Jurchen soldiers began to climb.

"They grew up in the world of wild beasts and could only turn themselves into beasts. Wild beasts can be stronger than humans, but humans can eventually defeat wild beasts. Barbarism can indeed destroy civilization, but civilization can eventually defeat barbarism. We rely on wisdom rather than sharp teeth and claws to walk out of the ancient wilderness."

Wang Yue said.

After saying that, he picked up a thunderbolt bullet and ignited it.

At this time, the fierce general had already revealed his head. The nearest defender's cone gun was stabbed out, but it was swept by the stick in his hand. The huge force instantly knocked the cone gun away.

The fierce general looked at Wang Yue like a demonstration.

Wang Yue smiled.

Then he threw the thunder bomb over.

The fierce general obviously knew this thing, and his face changed drastically. He jumped off the ladder without hesitation. Before the Jurchen soldiers behind him could react, the thunder bomb exploded beside the ladder. In the flames and smoke, accompanied by the loud explosion, the ladder broke instantly, and the Jurchen soldiers on it screamed and fell.

"Technology changes the world, and barbarian soldiers are indeed terrible, but the development of technology will eventually make them able to sing and dance."

Wang Yue said.

The soldiers next to him who had reloaded began to shoot again.

But to his surprise, the fierce general below actually got up again, but his face was covered in blood and his armor was broken. One of his legs must have been injured. He leaned on his stick and was leaning on the soldiers who fell down with gunfire on both sides, through the smoke of gunfire, he stood there with sorrow and anger, looking at the mercenary on his head, looking at the fire-like merging blocks on his head, and another thunderbolt bomb exploded not far away. He shivered in an instinctively amid the explosion...

"Gao Biao, I'll give you a good thing!"

At this time, several soldiers from the defenders fighting fiercely on the city wall suddenly rushed out.

The fierce general below raised his head in shock.

The soldiers were carrying a ten thousand enemies who ignited the fuse. One of them quickly put the rope in his hand on the pile of arrows at the cliff. The other two carried the ten thousand enemies and threw it out. The general watched the thing falling from the sky in a daze, and also looked at the soldiers at the cliff.

Both sides obviously know each other.

"Master, I'm going to send you on your way!"

One of the soldiers howled obviously with excitement.

The next moment, the ten thousand enemies suddenly spewed out flames.

The general turned around instinctively, but the flames sprayed by inferior gunpowder also hit him like a torrent. The fur under his armor was immediately ignited. He screamed and ran away in the flames, but the Jurchen soldiers who were originally moving forward had no time to dodge behind him, and they were immediately swallowed by the sprayed flames and collided with him. The ten thousand enemies in the air were still spraying flames and rotating at the same time. The generals and the soldiers burned in the flames. Soon they screamed and fell to the ground, rolling and burning. The Jurchen soldiers behind him were so scared that they ran away quickly.

"Who is this?"

Wang Yue asked the soldiers.

"Best King, this is the old master of the little one. Gao Biao from the Gao family in Chenzhou. The Gao family has the final say in Chenzhou City. The little woman is better. As a result, she was forced to spend the night with him on her wedding night."

A soldier said with hatred.

Several other soldiers testified one after another, while Gao Biao below was still screaming in the flames.

"Slave owners are the same!"

Wang Yue sighed.

As a slave owner, what if he doesn’t do this, he is called a slave owner!

Miss me, Fan Wensu, the Qing Dynasty...

Well, Mr. Fan Wensu is different. Mr. Fan Wensu is in pain and happiness. He definitely won’t think of using ten thousand people to deal with his master.

"The enemy retreated!"

Ma Kuo said.

Wang Yue looked up at the outside.

The attacking Jurchen army finally began to retreat, and it was obvious that they could not bear such casualties.

But this is just the beginning. They will not really withdraw their troops because of this. They just go back and readjust the tactics and attack in another way. But no matter what method they do, they cannot open Liaoyang. The counterweight catapult, man-power catapult, countless crossbows, three-eyed guns, tens of thousands of enemies, all kinds of defending the city weapons, and the solid city walls of more than three feet high make this ancient city look like a wall of iron. Moreover, there is enough food in the city, and even if it supports for half a year, there is no pressure. However, Nianhan may not even have half a month of food. The winner of this war can only be Wang Yue.

"Let His Majesty the Great Jin Emperor down, and don't freeze to death if you keep it on your way. He has to go and offer prisoners to Taimiao!"

Wang Yue said.

The soldiers quickly put Wu Qimai down.

"His Majesty the Great Golden Emperor, what do you think about this?"

Wang Yue pointed to the dead bodies everywhere below, especially Gao Biao, who was still burning recently, and said to His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Jin Kingdom.

“Can you stay here for the rest of your life?

As long as you leave, this place belongs to us. At that time, every Jurchen who died here would be buried with ten men here."

His Majesty the Great Golden Emperor said proudly.

"Ha, the Song Dynasty had a population of 10 million, and 50 million men were only a few. As long as I want, I can adjust as much as I need here. Even if I really want to change one of you, we can also change it. But I really want to ask Your Majesty, can you change it? The total number of men of you Jurchens is probably only 100,000. If we die one million men, we are just men from Kaifeng City. If you die one hundred thousand men, I am afraid that the only women will be left in the Jurchens.

We can consume, can you?

What's more, if you count the casualties between both sides yourself, is it if we change one of you ten, or is it if you change one of you ten?

Your Majesty, times have changed!

You barbarians are no longer able to be rampant.

I admit that your soldiers are all very strong, and most of our soldiers cannot use your hard bow, but we don’t need to use a hard bow. Give this thing to a woman, she can still take your soldiers with her. It will take twenty years for you to train a man to become a warrior, and it only takes two hours for us to train a man to be a musket soldier who can shoot your soldiers."

Wang Yue said with a three-eyed gun.

"The king is right. It took only two hours for a young man to learn how to use this!"

The user of the three-eyed gun said quickly.

Wu Qimai looked at the sky with a blank expression. He was no longer willing to talk to these people. Wang Yue waved his hand and the soldiers quickly carried him away.

In the next ten days, the bloody battle between the two sides continued every day...

However, Nianhan no longer uses Jurchen soldiers. The first day's attack caused him to lose more than a thousand precious Jurchen elites, and such a casualty rate was unacceptable.

So the next one is the miscellaneous brand.

The Jurchen brothers, or the Bohai soldiers like cannon fodder, the Khitan soldiers of Yelu Yugai, the Xi people led by Wanyan Chang, and the Han army in Geng Shouzhong's tribe who were forced to follow. In short, these guys who died were forced to attack Liaoyang.

Of course, these guys are also powerless in attacking.

Needless to say, the Bohai people are in the Ming Dynasty. In fact, the relatives of the Bohai soldiers are all in the Ming Dynasty. The number of fleeing is more than the number of killed on the battlefield. It is too exaggerated to expect their bloody battle. Those powerful men like Gao Biao are full of hatred for the Ming Dynasty. Many people lead the way like Gao Biao, but the result of their lead is not much better than Gao Biao.

As for Geng Shouzhong's tribe, he was a stray dog. He originally wanted to betray the Song Dynasty and embraced the Jurchens' thighs, and from then on, he could be prosperous and wealthy. However, the Jurchens abandoned his foundation, Datong, and he and his subordinates stayed in Datong and could only be destroyed by the Song army.

He couldn't even surrender.

In the end, he could only come back with Nianhan, but as a warlord, he also knew the way to preserve his strength.

Yelu Yugao's subordinate Khitan was originally very ashamed, and because Tianzuo was trampled to death, he was generally indignant, so he not only did not want to work hard but wanted to run away to find Han Qingmin.

As for the situation of the Xiren Liu Mengan commanded by Wanyan Chang, the sixth person in Mengan was almost the same.

These are the Xi people who surrendered to the Jurchens before. After Xiao Gan raised the banner of Xi's country, the Xi people had the most fierce resistance to the Jurchens. It was completely impossible to expect these people to fight for the Jurchens.

The purpose of Nianhan is to consume them, which can not only reduce the demand for food, but also prevent them from rebelling. In fact, he attacked Liaoyang mainly for the latter part. After all, the Jurchens' strength has been greatly weakened now, and they must also squeeze their tribe members to collect grain. In this case, it is best to let them die in advance.
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