Under Qingchi City,

Under the outer wall of ruins, several explosions of smoke and clouds had just happened, but they had not yet dissipated;

As the background and contrast, there were group of Pinglu soldiers rushing under the city wall; but some of them were dead, scattered or broken, and some were covered in fire or blood, but they were still screaming and continued to pounce forward in disorder according to some inertia.

No one seemed to survive the soldiers who rushed in the front; perhaps there were, but they were only injured and crawling on the ground. The injured and the corpse were intertwined together. It was hard to imagine that they were brave enough to attack the first-row man who bravely attacked the attack for a while.

Smoke came out everywhere, and only some of the baggage soldiers who were responsible for pushing siege equipment were still alive, but their condition was also a little dazed and tummy. They could no longer hear the sound of golden drums from the rear. They should have been injured in the weak parts of their ears and mouth and nose. The troops that were originally going to advance behind also lost the courage and patience to continue moving forward in the face of the huge smoke that broke out in front of them. Some began to squeeze into a ball in a wandering place, while others began to turn around and flee.

However, for the defenders on the city, the situation did not get better. It was just delaying the enemy's offensive and teaming to another time. However, after consuming this gunpowder, it also shook the city walls out of cracks, which made the situation even more critical.

Because there were several places on the top of the city that were forcibly penetrated by the enemy, and they fought with the defenders in the narrow corridor one after another; the bodies and wounded fell down were as dense as raindrops, and the enemies climbed up by various long ladders were still as numerous as ants.

Even the location of Brother Pengju has become the focus of attack and fighting. The cannons and guns projected from the stone cannons and crossbows under the city are not distinguished from the enemy and me and penetrate them. The flesh and flesh are mixed together, and blood and blood flow into one place.

The civilians and servants who were on standby at the city had already picked up their weapons and rushed to the top of the city. Under the leadership of veterans and non-commissioned officers, group after group of people were involved in fierce battles everywhere.

Just when the canned food was extremely dangerous, she was pushed again and sat in the blood. She felt that Chen Yuan was about to explain to her here in the next moment. Suddenly, she heard a roar that seemed to echo, and not only him, but many people around him and on other city walls also heard it.

"The sound of cannons..."

Then Chen Yuan used all his last little strength and shouted in tears.

"It was our reinforcements that arrived..."

These subtle trembling sounds seemed to kick off some kind of prelude, and a series of roars sounded again on the field, but they did not come from the top of the city, but from the rear of the encirclement of the enemy in the south of the city.

The enemies under the city who were in full swing suddenly became disorderly and slow like a disturbed tide; and in a certain atmosphere of confusion and panic, the enemy troops who were holding large rows of ladders and rushing cars, but had not had time to climb up the city walls began to stop and turn and look behind them.

Because, in the besieged camp there, the banner they were familiar with had fallen down many sides, and was shrouded in the fire smoke and the shouts of the dust rising from the dust.

at the same time,

The northern soldiers who arrived in groups and gathered on the banks of the river, worked hard to vain toward the newly emerging fleet in the river, desperately firing rockets and throwing spears. However, most of them fell into the rippling river water without reaching the target. Some of them were lucky enough to hit the target, but were intercepted by the baffle set up by the ship.

Behind these baffles, many fire lights suddenly flashed and a dense cloud of smoke bloomed. In an instant, the whistling hot iron bombs fell into the air, among the crowds of people squeezing on the river bank.

In an instant, they were blown away and knocked them down, making several bloody gaps, and continued to bounce behind the river bank. This collapsed and knocked down more people before they disappeared in the castration. Then what came immediately was the rain of lead shots from the side of the ship, like an invisible gust of wind blowing through half, pushing the archers' bodies upwards, and then screamed and blew on them.

The splashing and flowing blood suddenly turned the shallows near the shore into red, and the enemy troops who came to fight could no longer bear it and collapsed on the spot, and rushed to turn around and scatter and leave.

On the city where this scene was observed, the morale was already cheering, and with more effort and excitement, the enemy soldiers who had occupied and stayed on the wall were pushed and driven away again.

Then, the city gate to the south was also opened, but Brother Pengju, who was the chief general, took the last little infantry with the remaining cavalry monks, and seized the fighter and changed in time and took the initiative to attack.

After a short while, there were no enemy troops in the gradually dim field. The soldiers responsible for counterattack and pursuit also sat in groups of three or five in the fields, and were so exhausted that they could hardly stand up.

Brother Pengju, who was trampling on the corpse all over the ground and barely overcame the fatigue and suffering, also saw the reinforcements on the river that had caught up at a critical moment.

In fact, in the time limit he expected, you should know that he no longer expects; he only hopes that in the subsequent street fighting, he can drag the enemy longer, or create a chance to break through, and save the blood and seeds of his Cangzhou army.

This is a unique fleet of vehicles and ships, with long smoke columns dragging on the ship, and I couldn't help but feel more and more shocked and surprised; after all, as far as he knows, it is not suitable for large-scale crossing of the Yellow River.

Then he found out,

They were water-ships and cannon boats from the Yunzhou Water Camp, and they joined the canal transport vehicles and ships in Xuzhou. After loading reinforcements on the spot, they were towed by these water-ships and cannon boats driven by big pot mule machines. This time they took the risk to break the principle of "the river ship does not enter Bian, the Bian ship does not enter the river (Yellow River), and the river ship does not enter the Wei River (Wei River)".

Small steamers that were only sailing in the Jishui River, Huai River and other inland rivers but had not yet been sailable in the Yellow River as the towing power; they even crossed the Yellow River with huge risks of being washed away and overturned and entered the Caohe River, which had already been dredged most of the northern line.

(Because these water-wheelers using pot and mule machines do not dissipate during the day and fire is hidden at night, it is also called small steamer.)

Because of these small steamers that only need to burn coal, they were able to carry thousands of light troops carrying only the most basic rations and ammunition, and headed north without the help of manpower and animal power. They finally appeared outside Qingchi City like divine soldiers and generals before the expectations and expectations of the enemy and us in the attack.

Although, as the first to appear on the south side of the battlefield, there were only a few gunships that served as surface fire support, it was enough to create a huge shock and deterrence to the tired old troops who surrounded the city.

Even after the official round of artillery bombardment at the school, several signs of camp roar and collapse appeared.

The biggest result was that a shell fell nearby and smashed a Pinglu army flag, although it did not cause any more casualties; the loss of the symbol of the rear troops led to a complete collapse of the mixed personnel monitored and supervised by the Pinglu army.

These waves of defeated soldiers who were like chain reactions, even swept away the supervision team.

At the same time, in the city,

Li Fugui, who was so glad that he had lived after the disaster, looked at the great monk who was facing the body of the lined fallen soldiers, bowed his head and closed his ten words and recited the sutra of rebirth and reliance;

Although the other party's brown monk's robe that had become tattered was almost soaked in blood, coupled with the other party's thick Kong Wu's limbs, some bruised faces and many bandaged wounds, they looked a bit terrifying.
Chapter completed!