Chapter 490: The General Le who was so depressed that he was about to die!

In the city, at the foot of the seven-meter-thick city wall, a large number of soldiers in black clothes and black helmets sat quietly under the wall, wiping the weapons in their hands, all with smiles on their faces. Although they tried their best to hold back the laughter, anyone could see the joy and gloom on the faces of these soldiers holding rifles. "This old fairy is really capable." An officer who was muttering a cigarette couldn't help laughing and said to his companions beside him.

"Hehe, I was worried about this old man, but now I'm so happy to get rid of the Qing Dynasty's Tartars." The one next to me also nodded with a smile.

This one-eyed deaf old man was also a member of the Liang family army. In the past, he was originally a powerful general in the hands of Liang Yuanxia, ​​the official Liang official. However, because he was seriously injured, he later bid farewell to the pirate stage he loved. However, if he did something and loved it, he would not be willing to leave the battlefield of blood and fire, and the old guy became the chef of the army.

Shanhaiguan had already taken down a reorganized division of the Liang family army transported from Ryukyu Island by surprise. The general and his more than 3,500 subordinates had long become prisoners of war in the army, and now, in Shanhaiguan, only a reorganized division of the Liang family army is left to defend.

The Qing army had already been reconnaissed and arrived at the city today. The division commander Liang Guodong originally wanted to go to the city to defend directly, but while discussing how to defend in the cafeteria, the master jumped out, and a strange and almost teasing battle against the city was kicked off by the one-eyed and half-deaf old man.

More than 25,000 soldiers and horses made the one-eyed deaf old man block the city for more than half an hour. The soldiers who were ready to defend the city at any time were listening to the old man and the Eight Banners soldiers under the city with great ease. The old man made the Eight Banners soldiers stunned. The feeling was as refreshing as drinking cold water in the dog days.

"...Dear Eight Banners, old man, I am old and have a bad body. I can't push the winch. The old man really can't handle this suspension bridge. Why don't the old man come up and help me with the old man." The one-eyed deaf old man was very leisurely muttering the dry tobacco pot and made a suggestion.

"...I think he was really playing tricks on his ass." Yongbeile was angry and turned his head to look at Lebao. "I said, Lord Le, what should I do now? You can't let the more than 25,000 Eight Banners' children be stupid, just stay in front of this moat, wait for the Han dog to open the door?"

"That's right, in the capital, even the admiral of the Nine Gates would not dare to be so big. A mere Han general who would play with us in this way was simply looking for death." Another clan's son shouted loudly in dissatisfaction.

"Smash it for me! Break the door open!" Looking at the one-eyed deaf old man leisurely muttering a big cigarette on the city gate tower, Lebao finally couldn't help it. Tens of thousands of Eight Banners army actually pissed off the city with a half-deaf old man in the city for nearly half an hour, and it was spread out. It would be strange that his coach was the laughing stock of the world.

After hearing the commander's instructions, the Eight Banners children who had a strong desire and impulse to destroy beautiful things immediately...

...Looking at the moat about three meters wide, and the suspension bridge that had been folded and stalked with iron ropes of arms, smashed, how to smash it? This is a question worth eating, drinking, and having fun, and marching and fighting, one by one, one by one, and two of them were squatting on the moat about three meters wide, and the water depth was even three or five meters deep.

"Sir, how can we smash it?" A genius leader took a long time to remember that there was no ladder in their army, not to mention the city-killing carts. And the wide moat was also a difficult problem.

"Do you still need me to teach you? Find a way to go by yourself, get out quickly, give you half an hour, you can't open the city gate, so come and see you." Le Bao was really crazy.

The ginseng leader was so scared that he rolled around. Then, under his urging and threat, the flag soldiers swam past cursingly, and then climbed hard toward the end of the hanging suspension bridge like a turtle climbing up a tree.

The suspension bridge that had just been newly brushed with tung oil was very smooth, and it was difficult to focus on the bridge deck. The Eight Banners soldiers were like playing entertainment games between cities, cursing and cursing. The angry Eight Banners young men who were standing on the moat now turned into a group of gloating audiences.

Some people shouted loudly, some people whistled, and some even hummed and touched them, and they took out a very vulgar posture to teach those people how to climb to the top of the suspension bridge.

The one-eyed deaf old man was not idle even when he was muttering his big cigarette puffs, and he gave some advice from time to time.

"You stupid 13, are you climbing like this? Poke a knife and then use force. Even a fish is smarter than you, the Eight Banners Master. Your waist is so long. You can't pull you even if you poke it in. Let me tell you, use two short daggers to poke it into the bridge board in turn and climb up slowly... Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

The Eight Banners soldiers turned around and cursed angrily, but often asked the old man to say that, "What? He choked up and left his soul out of his body. Several idiots poked the bridge board with their waists and crawled up, but they turned their hands into gaps...

"Listen to the old dog's try..." The genital leader had already swam under the suspension bridge. After all, he was the person in charge. Seeing that these stupid b flag soldiers could not climb up for a long time, he vomited blood in his heart. Finally, he decided to try the deaf old man on the top of the city. Well... These stupid b flag soldiers were finally able to climb to the top of the suspension bridge with tears in their faces.

"...My God." One of them climbed to the top of the suspension bridge, rode on the bridge board, looked at the iron chain as thick as an arm, and then looked at the two short daggers in his hand that should only be used to cut cooked meat. For a moment, tears filled his eyes.

The old man was so happy that he cursed a few silly bangs, his laughter was so loud that he almost couldn't handle the big cigarette puff and fell to the city wall.

In the end, the Eight Banners soldiers behind him threw the knife to this person, and then they slashed the wooden boards under the iron chains as thick as an arm on the suspension bridge, cutting them so hard that their hands and feet were numb. They finally put the suspension bridge down. After that, the soldiers carrying heavy weapons were able to advance to the closing door below the city tower, and used the strength of the bridal chamber to chop and smash the closing door wrapped in iron sheet and copper nails inlaid with copper nails.

After all the efforts of the ox and tigers, they were so painful that they finally broke the door. The Eight Banners soldiers who were tired like dead dogs finally cheered excitedly, but the following news made Lebao vomit blood in anger.

"A step behind the city gate, I don't know which bastard has built the corridor of the city gate with bricks."

After hearing the gentry leader who was commanding the soldiers to smash the Shanhaiguan and close the door, Lebao felt that God was deliberately trying to trick him. Those royal family members and the Eight Banners elites got even more crazy.

"What's wrong, sir, we have made such a big noise, so someone should have come to see it long ago, but now, it's really unreasonable that the half-deaf old man is watching the fun on the city gate tower. No matter how arrogant Wu Hanan is, even if he doesn't come to welcome the commander, he will never be able to block the city gate corridor." Next to him, a little talented Eight Banners's child finally gave a guess that was close to the facts.

"What do you mean is that Wu Hanan wants to rebel?!" The face of the Yongbeile suddenly turned pale, and his original arrogant aura was in decline.

"I can't figure it right, but since Wu Han'an has received the military newspaper, he has built stones to block the pass and ignored us. Doing so is probably equivalent to rebellion." Lebao took a deep breath and looked at the majestic Shanhaiguan. The city of Shanhaiguan is about eight miles in circumference. It is a small city, but the city wall is high and thick. The width of the east wall is actually five feet away. Ten people can walk with each other and five horses ride together. The inner wall is built with earth and bricks outside. There is a moat dredged around the city, which can store water in daily life and guard against the enemy in wartime. There are arrow towers on each of the four gates of the city.

Now, although the dragon flag of the Qing Dynasty is still floating on the city wall, it is terriblely quiet. Even the one-eyed old man who had played with them just now has disappeared without a trace, as if there had never been such a person on the city gate tower. Looking at this scene, the Yongbeile couldn't help but shudder. "Master, what should we do now? Should we send someone to report to the emperor first?"

"Report to the Emperor? My Master Beile, how long did it take for us to arrive at Shanhaiguan? Should we wait here until the emperor sends the imperial envoy?" Seeing this extremely strange Shanhaiguan, Lebao finally made up his mind and ordered the manufacture of equipment and siege the city!

"Damn it, I would have asked the Emperor to transfer the Ruijian Camp." Looking at the city wall that was several meters thick, Lebao looked at the plains around ten miles, which could not even see the shadow of a tree, and after receiving the order, the big trucks with equipment and supplies were dismantling temporarily to pick up the soldiers who came out of the ladder. Lebao felt that he wanted to cry...

"Or let's use cannons to hit him." Next to him, the Yongbele could see that the coach Lebao was in a bad mood, and it should be said that he was very bad, so he made another suggestion.

"There are only light cannons in our army. Do you know if the city wall is several feet thick and can it be knocked down?" Lebao really didn't have much energy now and smiled at this Mr. Beile again.

"Bang the city gate corridor." Mr. Beile rolled his eyes and said.
Chapter completed!