Under the city of Guihua, the trenches and the city walls were densely packed with people like canned sardines.

The ladders were mounted by the Baoyi Aha and the people climbed the city ahead were the Mongolians and Baoyi Aha. Everyone held a wooden shield in their hands; the eight-banner death warriors in their hands were followed by the iron shield and thick armor.

Rows of feather arrows shot down from the top of the city. The Baoyi Aha and the Mongols subconsciously raised their shields, and their shields were filled with various arrows in an instant. Some Aha and the Mongols who were not blocked by the shields screamed and fell down. Aha was not wearing armor on their bodies, and the Mongols only had a thin piece of leather armor on their bodies.

"Up! Up!" The elite Eight Banners Death Soldier holding an iron shield and holding a tiger-toothed sword yelled, urging the Mongolians and Aha who were cannon fodder to set up the ladder onto the city wall.

Teams of Mongolians who were proficient in riding and shooting and excellent equestrians rode their horses to the periphery of the trench, rammed their bows and arrows, and shot a row of arrows at the top of the city. The overwhelming light arrows drew arcs and stuck them onto the top of the city. However, because of the upward shooting, and the trench was still more than ten steps away from the city wall, most of the arrows shot by the Mongolian cavalry archers were stuck on the city wall, and only a few arrows shot onto the top of the city were blocked by shields, which did not have much killing effect.

For the defenders, the most threatening were the Wuzhen Chao Ha soldiers and the Man Eight Banners archers behind the shield car. The projectile arrows shot to the top of the city like rain. From time to time, the defenders and muslims who showed their heads were shot and shot and fell to the top of the city screaming.

"Lime bottle, throw it!" Chen Xu shouted.

The Han herd slaves who were holding the defenders poured the boiled water into the lime bottle, and then plugged the bottle with a cork. Then they threw it hard and smashed the lime bottle down the city.

The dense lime bottles fell like hail. The quicklime heated when it came to water. The lime bottles fell on the ground, like earth bombs. The fragments of the clay pots splashed with boiling lime and hot water. The people hit by the fragments were like shrapnel hit, and blood was flowing. Some unlucky guys were shot through the throat by the fragments and fell into a pool of blood to struggle; the hot hot water and lime splattered on the faces and hands, making the cannon fodder scream at the top of their lungs.

"Support fork, push rod, bump!" Zeng Tao ordered.

The strong muslims in front held the forks in the city, holding the forks to hold the cloud ladder that was about to be mounted on the city. Because the cloud ladder had a hook on the head, it was difficult to push it down if it was mounted on the city. The muslims in the back hugged a push rod, shouted, and struck the ladder again and again. With a bang, the cloud ladder fell down under the city and fell into pieces.

However, more ladders are mounted on the top of the city wall, and there are hooks on the head of the ladder, and once they are mounted on the top of the city wall, they cannot be pushed away.

"Go! Go!" The warriors of the Eight Banners shouted.

Teams of Mongolians haha ​​cannon fodder kept climbing up the cloud ladder and climbing towards the city.

The hot golden juice was poured on the top of the city, and the stench suddenly soared into the sky under the city. The Qing army, who were climbing the city wall, let out heart-wrenching screams, howling one after another, rolling down from the city.

After the straw bales wrapped in cow dung and broken cotton wool were lit, they were thrown into the city. The fire suddenly shot up into the sky, and the thick smoke rose. The Qing soldiers were so angry that they coughed and their eyes could hardly open. Some people were poured down by the smoke and fell into the fire, which was scalded like a spring, and their mouths were terrifying screams.

"Push it over!" Zeng Tao shouted.

Several muslims pushed the winch and pushed the head of a city where the ladder was raised. The winch pushed it to the point where the ladder was aimed at the ladder and stopped. More than a dozen muslimslims lifted the Yaksha and threw it down. The Yaksha rolled out of the city along the two slides on the winch and slid down the ladder. The Yaksha with thick iron nails rolled down the ladder. A long string of Qing soldiers fell from the ladder and fell under the city to wail. Everyone was covered with blood holes, and the blood was storming. The ladder also broke and fell under the city.

The herds shouted the labor horn, turned the winch, and recycled the smashed yaksha ster to the winch, and then pushed the winch to the next target point to place the yaksha ster.

In addition to the rolling yaksha slapped, there was also a wolf tooth slapped as big as a square table. The thing was like a huge fly slapped, made of thick elm wood, more than one foot thick, with hundreds of two-foot-long thick iron nails tied under the thick wooden boards. They fell from the city, and were even more powerful than the yaksha slapped. A row of Qing soldiers was not only covered with blood holes, but also slapped on the ground, like slapped flies, and the ladder was also smashed.

The Han herdsmen pulled up their wolf teeth to pat, pushed the winch, stopped at the destination according to the order, and threw the wolf teeth to pat them again.

From time to time, bullet arrows shot up from under the city. The Tumots holding shields set up shields to protect the Munu and Han soldiers who were guarding the city.

Hang Gao also climbed to the top of the city. Seeing Li Hong commanding and dispatching the Qing soldiers who were attacking the city suffered heavy casualties, he sighed: "General Subude is really a god. We Mongolians just don't know how to attack and defend the city. General Subude grew up with the Han people since childhood, and indeed learned the sinisterness of the Han people!"

"No exaggeration is used to treat Jiannu!" Li Hong snorted coldly, turned around and ordered the Han soldiers and Han Mu Nu: "Turn oil tank!"

The tincture tanks filled with tincture oil were smashed down from the city wall one after another. The tincture tanks hit the ground and broke. Then the rockets shot down the city wall, igniting the tincture oil flowing everywhere, and suddenly a sea of ​​fire under the city wall was burned into a sea of ​​fire.

Some turbulent oil tanks did not break after they landed on the ground, and were burned by the fire. The turbulent oil tank exploded, and the flames rushed up to a height of several people. People who were burned by the flames seemed to be unable to slap the fire on their bodies. I don’t know how many people were on fire, either screaming and rolling on the ground, or rushing around with the fire, causing greater chaos.

Those who were on fire fell to the ground while running, struggling in the fire, and seemed to be burned to death. The air was filled with the smell of barbecue, which was disgusting.

After the powerful tinder tank was smashed down, even the slow-running Dead Warriors of the Eight Banners were ignited, and the thick armor on their bodies could not save their lives. Dozens of the Thick Armored Dead Warriors of the Eight Banners who were caught fire all over their bodies let out heart-wrenching screams and ran back desperately. Some people reacted faster and removed the cotton armor outside while running. However, for a moment, the cotton armor on their bodies could not be removed, and they were eventually burned to death. Some people reacted quickly and removed the cotton armor outside and were shot into hedgehogs by arrows shot from the city.

The tincture oil of the Tumotes was secretly brought by Li Hong. There was a kind of oil flowing from the underground in northern Shaanxi that was collected by Li Guodong and made into fierce tincture oil.

"Ming Jin to withdraw the troops!" Dorgon gave an order with a gloomy face.

The Qing army siege retreated like a tide of ebbing tide, leaving behind corpses and broken siege weapons at the ground.

On the first day of the siege, the Qing army lost more than 1,000 Aha, more than 600 Korqin people, more than 200 Wu Zhen Chao Ha and more than 100 Manchu Eight Banners soldiers, with a total loss of more than 2,000. Although the real Manchu Eight Banners suffered little loss, Aha, Korqin people and Wu Zhen Chao Ha soldiers were also the power of the Qing Dynasty. Those people died, and relying on the Manchu Eight Banners, which had a population of only more than 200,000, it was simply a dream to shake Mongolia and the Ming Dynasty.

"Yueto Beizi, didn't the Mongols not be good at defending the city? Why are the Mongolian barbarians in Guihua City so good at guarding?" Dorgon called Yueto.

Yue Tuo replied: "Fourth Uncle, there must be many Han herd slaves in the city. Most of the Han people from the Tumote tribe were from the border troops of the Ming Dynasty, so they naturally knew how to defend the city."

"Are we going to give up the siege?" Dorgon asked.
Chapter completed!