Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 39 Chapter 39, Dashun Army's offensive is fierce, Zhu Cihong retreats the enemy with one shot

Li Yan didn't know that every move he made had actually fallen into Zhu Cihong's eyes.

Zhu Cihong was actually very busy at this time.

"Your Highness, someone is coming up!" Fang Gongqian shouted at the side.

Zhu Cihong said impatiently: "Understood!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Cihong temporarily put down the AWM in his hand, and quickly pulled out the pistol at his waist.

With a bang, a warrior who had just stepped onto the top of the city fell down like a helpless sandbag.

Zhu Cihong shouted loudly: "How many?"

Fang Gong hurriedly said: "The ninth pistol, the No. 15 who killed all of them!"

Not far away, the British Duke looked at this scene: "..."

Of course, the Duke of England also knew that the pair of master and servant were struggling to kill the enemy, but why did this feel a little weird?
But I have to say that Zhu Cihong's sitting in the township is really beneficial.

The first and most intuitive thing is the improvement of morale.

Everyone knows that "the prince is with us", everyone is working hard.

Originally, the quality of the Ming army on the city wall was actually inferior to that of the Chuang army, not only because of the [-] new troops that had just been added, but also because the veterans of the Beijing camp guarding the city were actually too difficult to sweep. Li Zicheng's Chuangjun elite throughout North China is on par.

But today, with Zhu Cihong in charge, the Ming army has played 120% of the level, repelling Li Yan's troops time and time again.

The most amazing thing for the Duke of England is that on several occasions, he saw bows and arrows flying towards Zhu Cihong with his own eyes, but they just passed by Zhu Cihong just by a hair's breadth, as if he was avoiding Zhu Cihong on purpose. .

This further convinced the Duke of England that Zhu Cihong might be blessed by luck.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the prince of my Ming Dynasty." The British Duke couldn't help expressing emotion.

At this moment, Fang Gongqian suddenly yelled again.

"Look, Your Highness, the main force of the bandit army outside the city is about to attack!"

After hearing these words, Zhu Cilang was shocked, and immediately raised the AWM in his hand, looked through the scope, and found that the main force led by Li Yan was slowly approaching the Changhua Gate.

"It's finally time for you to come!" Zhu Cilang was overjoyed, and subconsciously held the gun, waiting for Li Yan to come into range.

From Zhu Cihong's point of view, of course, the sniper rifle is still the most simple and direct way to choose the beheading tactic.

As Li Yan led the troops to press forward, the defensive pressure faced by the Ming officers and soldiers on the entire Changhua Gate suddenly became greater and greater.

More and more stalwart soldiers of the invading army were involved in the attack. Although they said that the attacking side had a natural disadvantage, they were still able to create a steady stream of troubles for the Ming army by virtue of their excellent combat effectiveness.

Zhu Cihong fired another shot, headshot an invading soldier who tried to climb the city wall through the ladder, and said very annoyed: "Are these guys just going on like this forever?"

At this moment, Fang Gonggan, who had been holding a shield and standing beside Zhu Cihong very vigilantly, suddenly yelled and took two steps back.

Zhu Cihong subconsciously turned his head to look, just in time to find that a sharp arrow was inserted impartially into Fang Gonggan's arm holding the shield.

Zhu Cihong hurriedly said, "Old Fang, are you alright?"

Beads of sweat were dripping from Fang Gonggan's forehead, and his face turned pale, but he managed to show a smile.

"Your Highness, this slave is fine. He's just in a bit of severe pain."

Zhu Cihong waved his hand resolutely, and shouted: "Come on, two people, take Lao Fang back and let the doctor heal him!"

Fang Gongqian hurriedly said: "The servant will continue to fight with His Highness."

Zhu Cihong was speechless: "Why are you fighting like this? Hurry down, stop talking nonsense here!"

Fang Gongqian's injury was just a microcosm of the pressure on the Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers on this city wall. Zhu Cixiang could clearly see that from time to time, Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers were hit or injured by sharp arrows or boulders shot from the city. or die instantly.

Even Zhu Cihong himself was in danger several times, and even two or three times, he completely missed the god of death, and he didn't know if he survived because of the 10% luck of the system.

The British Duke finally couldn't bear it anymore, ran to Zhu Cihong's side, and shouted loudly: "Your Highness, this place is really too dangerous, please return quickly, Your Highness!"

Zhu Cixiang turned his head and glanced at the British Duke, and found that the British Duke's armor was obviously damaged, and there were some injuries on his face. He didn't know whether it was caused by fragments caused by stray arrows or boulder shells.

Zhu Cilang smiled, and suddenly asked the British Duke a question.

"Mr. British, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Your Highness is joking, how could I not be afraid of death, but for the sake of Daming, even if I die here in battle, it is only natural!"

Zhu Cihong laughed.

"To tell you the truth, I am actually very afraid of death. But standing in this place, as the crown prince of Daming, at this moment, Daming and I have nowhere to go."

After saying these words, Zhu Cilang turned his head, rested his head on the butt of the gun with all his attention, and focused his gaze on the scope.

In his line of sight, Li Yan's face was already clearly visible.

But what made Zhu Cilang's pupils a little dilated was that this Li Yan had already dismounted.

It's fine if you get off the horse, but Li Yan somehow got a few soldiers with huge shields in their hands, and just held up the huge shields to block Li Yan, especially from the angle of shooting from the city wall. are blocked.

"This guy is too afraid of death!" Zhu Cihong couldn't help complaining secretly in his heart.

Frankly speaking, Zhu Cihong really didn't know whether his sniper rifle could pass through that seemingly thick shield.

Zhu Cihong decided to wait patiently, if the other party continued to approach, then it should be fine.

But something happened that immediately made Zhu Cihong even more unhappy. After Li Yan advanced to the limit range of the sniper rifle, he actually stopped there.

For a full quarter of an hour, Li Yan stood there motionless, directing the main force of the Chuangjun to launch a fierce attack on the Changhua Gate.

Seeing the increasing defensive pressure on the Ming Dynasty's army, Zhu Cixiang gritted his teeth and made a decision.

"Whatever, try it!"

In fact, Zhu Cihong can also try it with artillery, but considering the accuracy of the Hongyi cannon produced in the [-]th century is really a problem, Zhu Cihong still believes in this truly modern sniper rifle in his hand.

The next moment, Zhu Cihong forcefully pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle in his hand.

At the same time that Zhu Cihong pulled the trigger, the British Duke let out a loud cry, which suddenly reached Zhu Cihong's ears.

"Prince be careful!"

Afterwards, Zhu Cihong was thrown to the ground involuntarily.

Then there was a bang, countless gravels splashed, and dust and smoke filled in front of Zhu Cihong.

Experience told Zhu Cihong that the enemy's cannon shells had just landed near him.

It was too late to help him block, Zhu Chilang hurriedly stood up, looking at the direction where Li Yan was just now.

The next moment, Zhu Cihong's eyes brightened up.

There, a general flag with the word "Li" that has fallen is very eye-catching.

As for Li Yan and others who were still there just now, they are nowhere to be seen now.

After a while, thunderous cheers sounded from the city wall.

"The enemy has retreated!"

As the main general, the position of the general flag in the war is very important.

Take Zhu Cixi's ancestor Zhu Di as an example. In the key battle of the rebellion, the "Battle of Baigouhe", it was because Emperor Jianwen's general Li Jinglong's flag was suddenly blown by the wind, causing Emperor Jianwen's army to be in chaos. Zhu Di Only by taking advantage of the chaos can we win.

Now, after realizing that Li Yan's flag had been toppled, these invading troops suddenly became chaotic and retreated one after another.

Zhu Cihong watched the scene of the Chuang army retreating for a long time, and let out a sigh of relief.

The Duke of England limply stood up, and said to Zhu Cihong very excitedly: "Your Highness, we have finally defended!"

Zhu Cixiang smiled and was about to say something when suddenly a eunuch rushed up and told Zhu Cixiang a piece of news.

"His Royal Highness, the situation is not good. The city gate guarded by Uncle Xiangcheng has been breached by intruders. Your Majesty asks you to rush to the rescue!"

Zhu Cihong: "..."

(End of this chapter)