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Chapter 22 The Battle of Dawn

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    "Woo~~", Yang Ling was startled awake by the sound of the horn, and jumped up in a jerk.  Because Han Youniang was with him, it was inconvenient to live with Huang Xiancheng and the others in the Datong shop in Yuelou, so Yang Ling slept in the Yuhuang Pavilion between the east and north city gates.

    Han Youniang rubbed her eyes and woke up again. Yang Ling jumped off the ground and shouted while running, "The Tartars are attacking the city. You stay here honestly. I'll go and have a look."

    There were shouts of killing everywhere, and the soldiers ran back and forth on the city wall, constantly swiping their knives to cut off the hooks thrown under the city, and fought back against the city with sharp arrows.  There is a winch every ten steps or so inside the city wall, tied with thin iron cables. In the middle is a log with a diameter of one foot and a length of about ten feet. On the log is a dense forest of iron nails about five inches long, which is a bit  Like a giant mace.

    The two officers and soldiers hiding under the battlements only needed to raise the wooden stick and throw it down the city, only to hear a scream, and then shake the winches at both ends, and winched the "mace" back.

    Although this kind of defensive tool is a bit cumbersome and time-consuming, there are several archers at both ends to assist it, which is enough to make up for the shortcomings, and the lethality is not small.

    He hurried to the wall, and as soon as he held on to the wall, a sharp arrow flew past his cheek with a whizzing sound, and shot on the lintel of the Jade Emperor Temple with a "dumb" sound, the tail of the arrow buzzing and trembling  , Yang Ling broke out in a cold sweat.

    ? Yang Ling gathered himself together, hid behind the wall and looked down obliquely, he couldn't help being surprised, why so many enemies suddenly appeared

    ?  I saw Tartar soldiers everywhere below the city, and the city wall was several feet high. They threw hooks and ladders onto the city wall, and climbed up bravely.  When attacking the city, the archers on the city continued to shoot back with arrows, but the enemy was outnumbered, and despite the convenient location, they were still suppressed and couldn't hold their heads up.

    Yang Ling hurriedly ran towards the south gate with his back on his back, and he almost rushed up the tower, only to hear a loud bang, the ground trembled wildly, and gunpowder smoke rose, which startled Yang Ling. When he looked down the city, he saw the ground exploded.  In a big pit, more than a dozen people fell down, and a horse whose leg was broken by the blast fell in a pool of blood and was still screaming.

    Yang Ling was speechless secretly, he couldn't see that the artillery was so powerful at this time, would there be explosive bombs in this era?  He thought the cannonballs at this time were solid iron balls.

    However, when the cannon was fired, the smoke was really thick. Yang Ling had just run over and was short of breath.  Coughing unceasingly from the gunpowder, the gunpowder smoke slowly dissipated, and Huang Xiancheng appeared behind the bunker of the castle tower. He hurriedly waved to Yang Ling and said, "Nephew, come here quickly, be careful not to be injured by the arrow."

    Yang Ling bent over and ran over, only to see three cannons erected in front of the city tower, facing the city. Several gunners were nervously reloading and filling ammunition.  Suddenly, several gunners covered their ears and closed their eyes, only to hear a loud bang, and the position of the cannon was filled with smoke, and no one could be seen clearly.

    Yang Ling's eyes were red from the smoke, and when the smoke slowly dissipated in front of him, he saw that the cannon in front of the city tower with a bracket on its lower seat was more than ten feet away from the back seat. It was because the cannon was fixed by an iron anchor, otherwise it would not be known  Where is the cannon jumping to, several gunners are pushing the cannon back to its original position.

    ?Because the Tartars in the city wandered around and avoided the front, although the cannon was powerful, it only killed one person and injured a few others. It felt like a cannon hitting mosquitoes.

    Yang Ling asked loudly: "Master Huang, why are there so many tartars suddenly? Where's General Jiang?"

    Huang Xiancheng pointed to the front side and said loudly: "The two-mile and a half post has fallen, and the Tartars have increased their troops. General Jiang is in front to supervise the battle. There are only more than a hundred soldiers in the city. You lose sight of the other. Go to the post office quickly.  People from the post office came up to defend the city."

    "Okay!" Yang Ling agreed, turned around and ran down the city. At this time, Liu Dianshi led more than 200 folks to the city, and was directed by a sentry chief to disperse them all over the city wall. These folks were just ordinary people.  , who had no military training at all, panicked, listened to the soldiers' explanations, and regardless of whether there were enemies in the city or not, he grabbed the stone and threw it down, making the soldiers stomp their feet in anger.

    These people don't know how to protect themselves. A Min Zhuang who came out was shot in the chest by an arrow. Han Youniang who just ran over grabbed him, and the other Min Zhuang were frightened when they saw it.  , Although officers and soldiers yelled loudly, they refused to show their lives.

    At this time, the street was empty, and under the scolding of the yamen servants, the people really stayed at home and did not dare to run around. As soon as they ran to the intersection, Yang Ling saw Ma Yicheng leading more than ten postmen, driving three carriages  Just as they were approaching in a hurry, Yang Ling quickly stopped and said loudly, "Master Ma, the Tartars in the city are attacking the city scattered, and the defenders are not enough. Huang Xiancheng asks you to send all the postmen to the city to help defend."

    &nbsIrreconcilable with political and military corruption, a more backward culture entered the relatively civilized China. Time miraculously turned back, scientists disappeared, and advanced firearms were buried.

    The musket was reprimanded as a "strange skill and obscenity" and was abolished. In the "Yaksa War", Kangxi only kept two trigger-fired arquebus guns captured by the Qing army, and ordered the Qing army to ban the use of this new type of musket.  It is "the bow, arrow and spear given by the predecessors must not be interrupted".  By the time of the Opium War, the Qing soldiers armed with broadswords and spears were completely unfamiliar with firearms, and even regarded them as evil things, thinking that they could be broken with blood.

    Naturally, Yang Ling didn't know much about these things. He just saw that the weapons used by the Ming army were beyond his expectations, and when he thought of the Eight Banners army sweeping across China, he couldn't figure out the reason for it.

    Master Wang and the old man De Gao Nianzhao from the village led people to the city to deliver meals. The boss of "Hongyan Tower" specially killed a big fat pig to reward the soldiers. Han Youniang went to get two bowls of rice and a bowl of stewed pork.  Called: "Master, let's eat."

    Only then did Yang Ling wake up from his daze, and quickly took the food from Han Youniang, and placed it on the snow-covered city wall, and the two of them stood by the wall to eat.  Yang Ling was also really hungry. After eating half a bowl of rice, he realized that Han Youniang was sipping food, looking at herself with a smile, and asked strangely, "What am I doing?"

    Han Youniang pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly: "I see that my husband eats well, and I feel happy."

    Yang Ling's eyes were a little wet. He saw that Han Youniang was vying with him to eat vegetables again, and left the meat in the bowl. The weather was cold, and it was almost congealed.  I ate all the meat, Xianggong doesn¡¯t like fatty pork, you know?¡±

    Han Youniang agreed sweetly, cut off the meat with chopsticks, and sent the skinny ones to Yang Ling's bowl. She picked up the rice by herself, her eyes protruding from the edge of the bowl, and looked at him flickeringly. Yang Ling smiled helplessly, so obedient  Pulling the steak into her mouth, Han Youniang began to chew it. Seeing that he was eating deliciously, Han Youniang's big eyes bent into crescent moons with satisfaction.

    After the meal, Han Youniang obediently grabbed the bowl and wanted to send it back. Yang Ling saw a grain of rice sticking to the corner of her mouth, so he couldn't help stretching out his finger to scrape her lips amusedly.  I can't help but feel a little embarrassed.  Seeing that Yang Ling put the rice into his mouth without flicking the rice away, his pretty face blushed.

    She hastily glanced left and right, and found that no one paid attention to her husband's almost teasing intimacy, her shoulders, which had been raised due to nervousness, collapsed in relief. Seeing that her husband was still smiling at her, she couldn't help giving him a shameful look.  , Hastily picked up the bowl, turned and fled.

    Yang Ling saw that although she was also wearing a men's robe, but her waist was still slender, and there was a moving charm in the swing of her styles, she couldn't feel it, thinking of the possibility that one day she would give her tenderness and love for herself to another man,  My heart was suddenly filled with jealousy: "Now that the trend is like this, the young lady will definitely not remarry, right? Then can I"

    He suddenly turned around, grabbed a handful of pure white snow and rubbed his cheeks: "Damn it, what did you think? If you put too much emotion into it, wouldn't it make her more miserable? You haven't tried it, how do you know you can't?"  Let her fall in love with someone else?"

    "Falling in love with someone else?" As soon as this idea popped up, he found it more unbearable than losing her.  The balance of love began to fluctuate between selfishness and "greatness", and the snow melted like tears on his face.

    "Woo~~~", the ox horn blew inappropriately, Yang Ling wiped the snow water off his face resentfully, bent down and picked up a stone weighing more than twenty kilograms.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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