"Mr. Shuai, the situation is not good... We have died more than a dozen brothers, but we still haven't been able to stand out..."

As the son approached, Li Chunlai was doing deductions on the map and continued to improve his plan. Chen Liuzi came to report with a little frizzy moment, his face full of pain and anger.

"Um?"

“What’s the situation now?”

Li Chunlai couldn't help frowning immediately, and his eyes were cold.

Chen Liuzi hurriedly said respectfully: "Shuai Ye, the Tartars have added several defense lines in the north and south of the wharf. There are probably no less than four or five hundred people in the ranger alone. We want to pick up the Clippers, but it is unlikely..."

"Dog fuck!"

Li Chunlai spat hard and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

How dare Chen Liuzi say more? He looks at his nose and his nose, and he doesn’t dare to take a breath.

After a while, Li Chunlai said: "Since you can't come, let them retreat to the safe area first. This matter is not in a hurry! In addition, this matter needs to be done more cleverly. Even the boys in Lushun are precious and must not consume these precious lives indiscriminately!"

"yes!"

Chen Liuzi bowed respectfully, and couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart, and hurried to send the order quickly.

...

When Chen Liuzi left, a hint of coldness appeared on the corner of Li Chunlai's mouth.

The situation tonight was obviously as expected.

According to the information transmission speed of this era, even if it is later, it must have at least one or two days of buffer zone.

Not to mention, people like Mao Wenlong are alert and can tell fortunes, and they already have a strong mass base in Zhenjiang and Kuandian areas.

Unless Mao Wenlong made some unforgivable mistakes himself, how could the Later Jin army capture the core so quickly?

Thinking of this, Li Chunlai's eyes became sharper and the cold smile at the corner of his mouth became even more intense!

In this situation, it depends on who is more patient and more stable!

...

"Woo~~Woo~~"

Because Li Chunlai took a step back, the night was quite stable, but the next morning, just as it was dawn, and a harsh roar sound rang out in the battle formation of the Later Jin army.

It's different from the bluffs yesterday.

Today, the old slave seemed to be really angry and was going to have a head-on fight with Li Chunlai.

Not only the blue flags in the inlaid blue flags, but more than a dozen Niulu came out, and three Niulu came out of the Zhenghuang Banner and the Inlaid Yellow Banner. In addition, two red flags, Zhengbai Banner and Zhenglan Banner also had Niulu fights.

Standing at Li Chunlai's position on the head of Lushun City, looking around, there are colorful figures everywhere in the large area of ​​Lushun West City, including part of the North City.

Moreover, the Tartars also used a lot of cowhide chariots!

At least seventy or eighty cars!

And countless poor Han slaves were like ants, humbly traveling back and forth in their battle formation, doing the hardest and most tiring physical work.

"Shishou, the situation is a bit bad. These dogs, I'm afraid, I'm afraid they're really playing..."

Zhang Pan had already proofread the defense of his department at this time and hurriedly came to Li Chunlai's side. His tough face was a little overwhelmed by the solemnity and worry.

Li Chunlai nodded to Zhang Pan, but was not in a hurry to speak, but looked at the scene in front of him indifferently.

Before, although Amin was aggressive and quite strong, he was still relatively thin overall, or too underestimated the enemy.

But at this time, the situation was completely different.

The most direct change is these cowhide chariots.

In later generations, some people always thought that the Later Jin Tartars had strong field battles and weak sieges, which was obviously a very wrong idea.

Just like the "bucket effect", these Jurchen Taurus cavalry are so strong, will they become weak in infantry battles?

It’s no wonder that their master is willing to invest a lot of money!

For example, these cowhide chariots in front of you are the powerful tools for siege!

With these cowhides that have been blessed with many craftsmanship, including some other animal furs, as well as wet quilts, etc., wet defenses like sails.

It can not only block the enemy's offensive in the city, but also use this as a cover to use their shooting skills to counter-suppress the enemy in the city.

Li Chunlai was basically sure at this time. Even if it was the excellent bird gun from the Zuoying in Qingzhou, not to mention seventy or eighty steps, even twenty or thirty steps or even closer, it would never be possible to break through the defenses of these cowhide chariots.

Even small caliber artillery may not be able to break the defense.

I'm going to spend a lot of money!

"Lao Zhang, what do you think?"

Suddenly, Li Chun looked at Zhang Pan and asked back.

"Forehead……"

Zhang Pan was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and his eyes suddenly became ferocious: "Shishuai, it's already like this. Our retreat has been strangled to death by the Tartars. What else can we do? Fight against the dog god! Just like this, I don't believe it anymore. If they don't die, they can attack our Lushun City!"

Li Chunlai couldn't help laughing: "Isn't this going to end?"

As he said that, Li Chunlai patted Zhang Pan on the shoulder: "Don't panic, we have so many Tartar heads in our hands now, so we are afraid of being furious? Even if we die now, it's worth it!"

Zhang Pan also realized in a flash, and was busy with the key point: "Shishuai, you are all humble and unlucky..."

Li Chunlai laughed and punched Zhang Pan in the chest, and scolded: "Okay, you should keep an eye on defense! We should focus on encouragement for our men, and not be too harsh!"

"yes!"

...

Zhang Pan left, and Li Chunlai's mouth couldn't help but slightly raise a curve.

At this time, not only was he not afraid that the old slave would attack the city now, but he was afraid that the old slave would not come to attack the city!

Before, several consecutive wars had consumed a lot of Li Chunlai's inventory, but at present, there are still about 60%.

But this thing cannot be counted like this!

No matter what, Lushun was the homeland of the Ming Dynasty, and there were still a lot of gunpowder and core materials in the city.

After working hard last night, the auxiliary soldiers of the Zuoying in Qingzhou have already produced many defective products.

Even if the effectiveness is definitely not as sharp as standard equipment, it is obviously not difficult to ‘listen to the sound’ and even cause some lethality!

What’s more important is the authenticity of the standard equipment and defective products!

With Li Chunlai's control over the battlefield, especially the qualities of the Zuoying Erlang in Qingzhou, this rhythm can allow Lao Nu and his children and grandchildren to have a good drink!

And as long as they really hurt, the chance to break the deadlock will be almost time to go away!

...

"Woo, woo..."

Amid the shrill sound of horns mixed with various shouts and scolds, the battle formation of the Later Jin army became smoother and smoother, and had already spread out, gradually entering the lower lime of Lushun City, approaching the Ming army's firepower area.

But at this time they became more cautious and did not push forward rashly, but began to coordinate back and forth.

The battle formation of the Later Jin army had already built a small earth slope, with countless flags waving around, and the old slave's king flag was also listed.

It seemed that at this time, the old slave no longer planned to cover up anything else.

"What do you think?"

The north wind whistled, blew the old slave's gray beard, which made him squint and look at everything. Invisibly, the eyes in his little eyes became deeper and more gloomy.

Looking at Lao Nu's terrible gaze, these princes and Gongsuns were not very brave enough to answer this for a while.

Even though they are all experienced and have long been used to the great storms, the person they are facing is extraordinary!

The opponent in front of you is the legendary Li Saner!

Especially the reputation of Li Chunlai's firearms has already penetrated into the hearts of these princes and Gongsuns in the past few days. Who dares to Meng Lang at this time?

To put it bluntly, the Jurchen Warriors are indeed fierce, and in terms of combat effectiveness, they are definitely the best in this era.

Even those white hairs, known as combat nations, may not be able to compare with them.

but!

This thing needs to have a prerequisite!

Not only did the old slave just started, but they had to see who their opponent was, but they also had to see who they were.

Just like in later generations, if a little internet celebrity wants to pretend, he must be pretending in front of ordinary losers, which is the most fulfilling feeling. Do you think they dare to pretend with real big guys?

The same is true when it comes to this point.

The Ming army, who was not good at abuse, was naturally everyone was striving for the first place, fearing that they would not get the benefits half a step later.

Can!

At this time, facing Li Chunlai, especially Li Chunlai, is obviously a bit over the road. Who is the fool?

It should be noted that if the dog is anxious, he will bite people, let alone a ruthless character like Li Chunlai!
To be continued...