The battle at Ningwu Pass in history was extremely tragic. It is said that Zhou Yuji killed more than 70,000 rebels, and Li Zicheng almost lost confidence in advancing eastward. However, even so, Zhou Yuji failed. Ningwu Pass fell from Li Zicheng to Guancheng after he started to attack the key points, and only persisted for eleven days.

And what the Ming Dynasty lacks the most is time!

However, this problem was blocked by Mao Jue in this time and space! The most precious gift he gave to Ningwu Pass was not those weapons, but boxes of grain.

Because of this grain, Ningwu Pass, which should have been broken by the end of the grain in the early part of March, is still resisting fiercely.

The details of this battle were described in history books, and chapters filled with mob bodies, but in fact, war is always more cruel than writing.

"Come!"

A shrill scream sounded, and the defenders of Ningwu Pass were like seeing ghosts. They slapped their heads and lay directly on the ground. The second half of the words were still floating in the air, and the deafening roar had already been heard.

Hum~

The strong female wall marble was blown away by this moment, and the heavy iron balls were knocked down. The fragments of the wall bricks were whistling like bullets, shooting out in crackling.

There was always something unlucky. With a sniff, a Ningwuguan Guard ate the one-third of the bricks on the back of his head and immediately bloomed. The blood was spraying around. Unfortunately, Luo Guang was holding a canned bamboo box on the side and was covered in ass.

"Xu Laowai, you are a fairy, can't you look at me?"

The can was covered with blood, and several farmer soldiers who had just put down their hoes were almost vomiting when they saw it, but this guy turned his body to the side like a food harness, and then pulled it up into his stomach.

Only veterans who crawled out of the dead like him know that the feeling of being more uncomfortable than death is starving! What are you afraid of if you don’t eat enough? If you don’t eat enough, you won’t have the strength to fight when it’s his turn to come, that’s a disaster!

However, this guy looked stupid and indeed boosted morale. The two hurriedly dragged the unlucky guy who had half his head. Taking advantage of the fire, several soldiers hurriedly hurriedly carried up the heavy sacks.

This help is a bit too obvious. Each sack is also written in ink with a few big words, Dongjiang Achengku Bags, these earth-filled bags are piled up behind the marquee that has just been blown away by gunfire, and another simple marquee is exposed.

Half of the spectacular city gate tower collapsed, and a beam pressed on one side in a crooked manner. As the cannons landed on the battlefield on a larger scale, these wooden fortifications were obviously unable to keep up with the pace of war.

Taking this telescope that had been halfway through, Zhou Yuji looked down worriedly.

The artillery of the rebel army was obviously too amateur. Not to mention the divine gunners who were feeding the same weight faster than Dongjiang, even if they were not as skilled gunners as Yuan Chonghuan's Qin army, the range of the general's gun was three or four miles long. But at this distance, let alone shooting at the target like Dongjiang, if you can't take a mountain, you can't prepare the shells and have to fly out of the top of the mountain.

After Li Zicheng's life and death for so many years, the rebel army was much more flexible than the official army. In order to make up for the gap in shooting skills, he moved the cannon forward to a position less than 400 meters away from the Ningwu Pass city wall. He almost shot flat. He also dug a deep pit on the hillside, hiding the cannon barrel underneath, leaving only a firing hole, and surrounded by wood, earth and stone.

There were a total of more than ten cannons. For these ten cannon pits, the crusade army almost paid thousands of lives. However, the strategic value obtained by these sacrifices was not lost. The chassis on the top of the city was almost bald by these flat-fired cannons, and the Ningwu Pass defenders were also strongly pressed behind them and couldn't raise their heads.

Just after the round was released, the rebels stationed at the bottom of the mountain rushed up again like boiling sea water.

"Damn it!"

He was filled with his mouth and cursed vaguely. He still didn't put down the head-filling box and forced the last piece of braised pork in his mouth. Luo Guangshou picked up the flintlock rifle beside him and rushed to the city wall. At this time, the sparse muskets on the wall had already sounded, but it was much more sparse than a few days ago.

Dongjiang is rich and powerful, and the logistics fleet all brought boxes of gun barrels to the battlefield. After a big battle, the bloody and flesh of the bayonet easily blocked the barrel. After a bloody battle, almost one-third of the barrel of the entire army would be eliminated, and the bent bayonet was thrown away directly.

But Ningwu Pass did not have this financial resources. After a few days, the bayonet was red. Only 1,800 firearms sent by Mao Jue were left to fire. Zhou Yuji, a powerful weapon of musketeers, could not afford it, so he could only return to the previous era. Musketeers were musketeers. After shooting, they retreated and replaced them with melee sword, shield, spearmen to fight hand-to-hand.

As the gunshots were crackling, the rioters carrying ladders seemed to hit an invisible transparent wall, and their bodies were violently shaking to the ground. However, there were too many rioters. With the overwhelming roar, one ladder after another fell on the edge of the city wall, and then the dense refugees climbed up like ants.

"Go to your uncle!"

I was used to using this bayonet. Even if I couldn't shoot, Luo Guang's ass still copied it in his hand. As soon as the Dashun Army climbed up with a knife in his mouth, he made him open the ball with a sniff. Then he shouted, two hook and sickle spears stabbed from behind, and the four soldiers grinned and exerted force. The heavy ladder collapsed with the screams of more than a dozen Dashun Army soldiers above.

But the war is fair. As soon as Luo Guang's ass pulled back, the crackling bow and arrow shot up again. An arrow wiped the old man's face and flew over, filling his rough face with scars. He was quite lucky. More than a dozen people who had no time to retract were shot into his body by the heavy arrow. Some fell directly on the wall, and some squirted blood from their mouths and squirted back.

And there are many people who know them!

"Old Li!"

The same veteran next to him was pierced by an arrow and staggered two steps and fell to the ground. Even though his feelings were as indifferent as Luo Guang's butt, he couldn't help but grab his neck and shouted excitedly.

"Don't you have a wife yet? Why are you pretending to be cowardly and get up!"

Blood in his mouth was pouring out like a spring water, but the veteran's oil stains opened his mouth and showed an ugly smile.

"Our brothers, who will marry a wife first, I didn't expect... I didn't expect... You are the ugliest one, the closest to winning!"

"I..., the cigarette under my bed is lost to you, do it well! Don't let your brothers laugh at you in the dark!"

His lungs were shot through and he coughed up his last mouthful of blood. The veteran who escaped from the God of Death on the battlefield in Liaodong also had his head tilted, just like those new recruits, and was always silent on this land. In chaotic times, human life is worse than dogs!

"Hey!"

He punched his hard on the ground. Looking back, the Dashun Army had already rushed up a lot. He was fighting fiercely with the defenders on the battlements, pinching each other's necks and rolling with his eyes, his head hot, and putting down the corpse that had already begun to be cold. Luo Guang's ass suddenly carried a powder barrel from behind the city, striding against Shun Army and hit him hard on the city. He immediately grabbed the flintlock rifle of the musketeer beside him, and squinted his eyes and aimed at it.

With a loud bang, there were three ladders, hundreds of Shunjun were swept away by the air waves, and more than a dozen Ningwu Pass guards were shocked. At this moment, Zhou Yuji, who was commanding the battle on the gatehouse, was shocked and hurriedly looked over at the telescope. After a moment, his brow suddenly couldn't help but raise his eyebrows gently.

Another day of bloody battle, not only the mob's corpses were piled up on the city, but the officials were also in a mess, lying there in a mess, and some new men were tired of lying with the corpses, and they were reluctant to move. However, the veterans who fought with the peasant army from all over the place staggered and almost broke up, staggering and swaying and hurriedly coming down the city.

Take all the time and have a meal!

Everything can happen on the battlefield. Only by maintaining your physical strength can you survive!

Dinner was obviously not as luxurious as breakfast. Each person had a canned sweet potatoes and a box of canned food. Throw everything in the big pot, sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn cobs, canned food left by the sergeant who died before they were finished, and even rats, toads and other things he caught. But Luo Guang didn’t pick on the butt, and he forced a big bowl and stuffed it into his stomach!

"Boss! Boss!"

An excited shout suddenly sounded around him. It was a boy who was stationed in Ningwu Pass and assigned to their chief banner. Because he was not full when he was a child, he was black and short, so everyone called him Xiaodi Douzi.

"Stop eating these things. The general is merciful and gives you wine and meat! Each person has a big bowl of wine and canned food, and half a cigarette is smoked! Let's go!"

The shouting made dozens of soldiers who were eating around the big pot couldn't help but raise their heads. But what was surprising was that some good things rushed to the front of the veterans, but this time they were squatting there silently, and then snatching the rotten food.

"Boss, you really won't go! It'll be gone in a while!"

Seeing that several new recruits who could not help but temptation put down their bowls and headed towards the city gate, Di Douzi couldn't help but shout again.

"If you don't go, I'll go!"

As soon as he turned around, his clothes were suddenly pulled. He turned around in surprise, but saw Luo Guang's ass pulling him back with a fierce face, stuffing a broken can of bamboo into his hand, pressing his head and roaring in a low voice.

"Douzi! Brother is making an exception today. I will teach you once! This wine is not that delicious!"

"Why! Why is the wine not good?"

"Stop fucking nonsense, eat it now!"

This wine is indeed not that delicious. After the wine is finished, the meal is over, and a few cigarettes are gathered, and more than 200 Ningwu Pass defenders gathered, and every five people were stuffed with a gunpowder barrel on their hands.

The veteran Ding, who knew it, had already realized this, and the confused Xinding became panicked, but no matter whether they did not regret it later, the personal soldiers were pressing the formation, and more than 200 people were still adjusted from the corner of the city wall with ropes. Under the shining muzzle of the personal soldiers Ding Hanguang, Zhou Yuji waved forward with a gloomy face.

"It's a big deal! I'll give you a lot of rewards when I come back, I'll support you for the rest of my life!"

That's the thing on the battlefield! Whether you are timid or not, there may be a way forward, and if you retreat, you will die. While gritting your teeth, you will thank you. These suicide squads carried gunpowder barrels and watched them one by one, rushed forward with their heads in hushed. As Zhou Yuji's anxious gaze was gradually submerged in the gloomy night.

Boom!

A huge explosion pierced the quiet night sky, and then exploded one after another. The entire army formation was like an ant that was shaken up for a moment. Countless torches were ignited at the foot of the mountain, followed by horse hooves, angry curses, screams, begging for mercy, and chaotic sounds formed a big drama. The series of explosions caused a few meters high torches, and under the night, they were swaying like the night demon.

A total of seven explosions and two hundred suicide squads were unavailable, but looking at the messy rebels under the city, Zhou Yuji couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This disturbance would make the pressure on the Ming city wall much less.

Maybe it can last until the reinforcements of the court!

Uncontrollably, Zhou Yuji turned around and looked towards the east.

Unfortunately, what Zhou Yuji didn't know was that the reinforcements he was looking forward to might never come.

History has really been changed in Mao Jue's hands. After more than ten days of trekking, the 40,000 Guanning Army successfully arrived at the capital city. Following him were the general of Ji Town, Tang Tong, and the Beijing camp eliminated the old and weak. Heba and Hebaga could have almost 200,000 people.

Although the three camps of the capital, which Yongle once fought against, had long been destroyed in history, they were only 200,000, and now all the troops that Chongzhen could mobilize are here.

Moreover, compared with history, although the Ming Dynasty today is not rich, it is not poor at all. The 300,000 taels of silver obtained from the nobles, as well as the 1.67 million taels of silver and more than 300,000 s of grain from Mao Wenlong and Mao Jue and his son successively obtained 1.67 million taels of silver and more than 300,000 s of food. Chongzhen was surprisingly generous and sent all the food without hesitation.

After receiving the salary and being promised to repel the thief, more can be distributed. The morale of the Guanning Army, who had abandoned his wife and children, was revived after leaving the Guanning Army outside the pass.

However, it is estimated that Wu Sangui will feel uncomfortable. He will be hard when he has food and salary. Chongzhen also sent more than 20 civil officials and eunuchs to the military supervisors without hesitation, which has initially suppressed his Liaodong generals.

However, there are not many choices left for Wu Sangui. He could only pray to defeat Li Zicheng in one battle, so that he could save this title. Then, Mao Jue would not enter the pass due to the righteousness of the world.

Everything that happened in the capital was recorded by Lu Zhongjingxin. Then, as a peregrine falcon spread its wings and fell into Mao Jue's eyes in detail.

"Ha, one master is ready! Another master shouldn't have been waiting outside the door for too long. You can notify Song Xiance!"

Sitting up from the shaking office chair, reaching out to put the secret report into a ball, and throwing it into the brazier beside him. Mao Jue clapped his hands and laughed.

However, Adrena was not so happy to hear this news. Instead, she frowned worriedly, hesitated for a moment before asking seriously.

"Jiang Ye, we gathered the Guanning Army and Jizhen. If the court wins and defeats Li Chuang, how should we deal with our Daliao? You are still too dangerous to play this move! Are you really sure that the Ming Dynasty will definitely lose?"

"I'm not sure if I'm sure!"

Mao Jue's light words almost made Adrena irritated, but then he walked to the front of the large sand table at the center of the command center, muttering while looking at the beautiful mountains and rivers.

"Just like for more than ten years, I am a fierce cavalry in Jiannu, and I am not sure I can survive!"

"But at least there will be no regrets like this!"

Mao Jue's words always seemed to be somewhat obscure, and Adrena couldn't help but think about it. In her daze, Mao Jue's face suddenly became serious. He reached out and pulled up Ningwu Guanmulou, which was inserted on the nine sides, and then stretched out his hand and threw it into the blazing brazier.
Chapter completed!