I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 102 What They Owe, I Will Pay You Back!

The woman was dragged into the back hall of the tavern by several rioting soldiers who were like animals. From the beginning to the end, she didn't say a word.
Did not deliberately struggle.

Like a walking dead, bearing everything silently.

The old soldier with gray temples stood silently at the door and did not leave immediately.

He squeezed his two fists hard, and there was a crisp sound of 'beep'. On his expressionless face, a murderous intent was fleeting.

Immediately, he exhaled slowly, and two clear tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

The old soldier blinked vigorously, and continued to stand at the entrance of the tavern. His tall and burly body seemed to be seven or eight years old, and his strong and straight waist seemed to be slowly becoming rickety...

……

Half an hour later, the seven or eight rebels went out one after another, with strange smiles and satisfaction on their faces, their hungry, somewhat vain footsteps, even more staggering, just like a few old men, cursing and swearing towards the city wall go.

When they were about to leave, one of them looked at the old soldier at the door and said with a joke: "Go in, there is still half a mouthful of milk..."

The old soldier leaned against the door frame and stood for a long time.

a long time.

It wasn't until the woman was wrapped in a padded jacket and moved out of the back hall with difficulty, and was about to close the door, that the old soldier said in a shy voice: "What they owe you, it will be on my head."

"I have to pay this debt..."

After finishing speaking, the old soldier went out and walked towards the city wall with his arms tilted.

Every time he took a step, his tall and burly body would sink slightly to the left.

But it turned out to be an old soldier with a lame left leg.

According to his own words, his surname is Mao, and he has been in the army for 30 to [-] years. Some people in the army call him 'Cripple Mao'...

The woman watched the old soldier limping away, then stretched out her hand to straighten her messy hair, closed the door with a stick, and silently went back to the back hall to start a fire.

In troubled times, the people are in a lot of trouble.

Some things, she has resigned to her fate.

On the way to escape from Liaodong, what kind of tragedies in the world have not been seen?
Fortunately, there is still a handful of rice, so they can quickly cook half a pot of gruel, and the two sisters can breathe a sigh of relief. If they can really carry reinforcements or food from the Ming army, everyone will not have to die...

……

After a cup of tea, the old soldier who was lame on his left leg came slowly to the west gate and climbed up the stairs with a cold expression, making those soldiers who were leaning against the brick wall dozing get up one after another.

However, because of being hungry for too long, everyone couldn't stand still.

Even leaning against the blue brick city wall, they were a little swaying, and each of them looked dark, with a clear green light on their foreheads.

A thin soup made from wild grass, bark and forage, it will look like this if you drink too much.

The old soldiers climbed up the city wall slowly, glanced in the direction of the slave camp in the distance, and walked into the Ximen City Tower of Dongjiang Town without expression.

In the previous war, this city gate building suffered two cannonballs from the Jiannu people, and most of the roof was blown away, leaving only a blue brick outline.

Two young generals were resting inside, their faces were covered with smoke and starvation, and their battle robes and armors were in tatters. It was obvious that they would be so miserable after several deadly battles.

"The last general, Geng Zhongming, sees Lord Mao!"

"The last general is still happy to see Lord Mao!"

The two warriors knelt on one knee and saluted the old soldier.

The old soldier nodded slightly and said, "Get up."

"Thank you, Lord Mao!"

Geng Zhongming and Shang Kexi agreed abruptly, then straightened up and stood on the left and right sides of the old soldier.

"It's gratifying. You have marked Sun Junyi, the captain of the sentinel, and led the rebels to forcibly rape the women of the people. When the battle is over, if they are still alive, you will eunuch them."

"If you die in this war, this matter will never be blamed."

General Shang Ke was delighted to hear the words, his expression changed drastically, he knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice, "I respect General Mao's orders!"

"Raising a grandson is still gratifying, and there is no way to control his subordinates. Please, Lord Mao, take heavy responsibility!"

The old soldier didn't look at Shang Kexi who was kneeling on the ground, turned around and walked out of the city gate, and said casually: "Ms. Qin, the proprietress of the sisters' tavern on Ximen Avenue, if I die after the war and you don't, please treat her kindly.

Take it as my Mao Wenlong's wife.

If I don't die in this battle, I will marry her as my wife, and you should serve her as your mistress. "

After speaking, the old soldier and Mao Wenlong turned and left, walking slowly along the dilapidated city wall to the north...

……

Three hours later, an army of [-] Jiannu rushed in like a tide, and began to concentrate on attacking the front line of the North Gate of Dongjiang Town.

The sound of cannons rumbled, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

The arrows of the Jiannu were pouring down like locusts.

In just one meal, hundreds of Ming defenders were wounded, and the northern city wall was finally blasted with a hole.

"Come on, kill those bright dogs!"

"Slaughter the city, after breaking the city, slaughter the city for one day!"

"Whoever invades Dongjiang Town first will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold, and will be granted a thousand taels of cattle!"

……

Under the cover of dozens of powerful cannons, Jiannu cavalry began to charge wave after wave.

Jiannu iron cavalry, arrows are unparalleled, often a random arrow, within a hundred steps, a soldier of the Ming Dynasty will be shot down.

At the same time, Jiannu pushed their engineering flowstone cart a few hundred steps forward, and began to throw stones the size of millstones towards Dongjiang Town non-stop.

In Dongjiang Town, thick smoke billowed everywhere, and the common people cried for their fathers and mothers, all wailing.

On the city wall, those hungry and dizzy defenders of the Ming Dynasty suddenly regained their spirits, braving the rain of arrows, and kept fighting back with city defense crossbows, divine arm crossbows, bows and arrows, and matchlock guns.

In order to save energy as much as possible, most of these soldiers shoot arrows and guns silently, and few of them shout loudly.

Even if someone was hit by an arrow, they still endured it silently, unwilling to wail, for fear of affecting the courage of the comrades around them to kill the enemy...

The defenders of Phi Island Dongjiang Town, under the command of Mao Wenlong, will go deep into the hinterland of Liaodong to fight a battle almost every once in a while. It can be said that they have experienced many battles.

Therefore, Jiannu iron cavalry looks fierce and unusual, but it can't take advantage of it for a while.

With the sound of arrows, lead bullets, and flow stones piercing through the air, both sides suffered heavy casualties.

At the north gate, the hole torn open by the artillery became the core area of ​​fierce fighting between the two sides.

Be, a meat grinder.

Outside the breach in the city wall, more than 1000 cavalrymen of Jiannu kept charging and shooting countless arrows at the Ming army.

Inside the gap, generals Geng Zhongming and Shang Kexi led [-] infantry, set up densely packed shields, and gritted their teeth to hold back wave after wave of cavalry charges.

And use bows, spears, etc. to fight back.

Blood for blood, tooth for tooth!
Not far behind them, a personal battalion of less than a thousand people formed a defensive formation, waiting in full force.

Just waiting for the 2000 people in front to be defeated and wiped out, they will go up at any time.

This personal battalion can be regarded as the last reserve and new force of Dongjiang Town.

At the front of the line, an old soldier was holding a sword hilt with one hand and holding a scarlet banner with the other.

The banner is waving, calm and relaxed.

The old soldier has a dark complexion, a burly figure, and a lot of frost between his temples, but he is the general soldier of Dongjiang Town in Pidao.

Mao Wenlong!
At this moment, he was wearing the armor of an ordinary veteran soldier, but he wore a scarlet cloak that flapped in the cold wind.

On the scarlet banner, embroidered with a big "Mao" character!

This campaign concerns 10,000+ soldiers and civilians in the city.

Once the slave cavalry continues to tear open the mouth and let those cavalry swarm in, the consequences will be disastrous.

Dongjiang Town is completely finished.

The people in this city will also be slaughtered by the slaves and animals.

"Pro barracks, prepare to fight!"

Seeing the tense battle ahead, and the [-] elite soldiers under Geng Zhongming and Shang Kexi's bidding were constantly worn away by the cavalry visible to the naked eye, Mao Wenlong said indifferently:
"Defend this city, and I will continue, and invite you to a wedding wine!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Hundreds of hot-blooded men burst into tears, roared sharply, and smashed the shields, spears and other weapons in their hands on the dry and hard ground three times.

"Defend this city, I will be the master, marry a wife and have children for you, I, Mao Wenlong, will be your children's godfather!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The killing sound shocked the world, and the tragic cloud overwhelmed the city.

The battle of Dongjiang Town has reached the most critical moment!
(End of this chapter)