As soon as "Killing Hu Ling" came out, it was as if a basin of hot oil was poured into a boiling oil pan. The land of Hebei was boiling, and the storytellers described the tragic experiences of their ancestors vividly. Everyone was furious, many of them.

This is the first time people know that the ancestors of the Han family have suffered such a great shame and humiliation.

Men are sheep and women are food.

The storyteller artificially described the Xiongnu, Xianbei, Jie, Di, and Qiang as the ancestors of the Jurchen Tatars. He also skillfully used the principle of birth territoriality to prove that the Jurchen Tatars are the descendants of the Xianbei people. He also vividly told the story of the Wuhu Massacre

The scenes of the Han people and the highly immersive story make the blood burn in the veins of every Hebei person.

Since ancient times, there have been many generous and elegiac people in the land of Yanzhao. Countless people said goodbye to their parents, wives and children. With a hatchet in their hand, they headed for the capital. Everyone has a belief in their hearts that the old things of the Jin Dynasty must not appear today. I

My parents cannot starve to death, and my mother-in-law cannot be snatched by the Tatars to make military rations. I will not become a slave of the Tatars!

Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger, fame and fortune follow the dust and earth.

Looking at China, the people are suffering and the fertile land for thousands of miles is barren.

Look at the world, there are only barbarians, and what is missing in the way of heaven can only be mended by one man.

A good man, regardless of his parents, only cares for the common people and not for the Lord.

Holding a steel knife of ninety-nine, he will stop after killing all Hu'er.

Why am I, a man of honor, acting like a horse or an ox to the Tartars?

A strong man drinks all the wine in his bowl and never looks back on a journey of thousands of miles.

The golden drums are beating together and the crowd is roaring, and the yellow dragon will not stop until it is broken.

Passionate songs spread rapidly among the people of Hebei. Countless people went to the capital singing such songs. They were like drops of water, gradually converging into small ditches, and then into creeks. Finally, like a surging river, they flowed to

The capital of the Ming Dynasty.

Walking on the land of Hebei, as long as you say you are going to the capital, you will be treated with the highest courtesy if you ask for a meal or a glass of water from anyone on the way. The people of China have never lost their bloodiness, but these stupid scholars and people

The emperor doesn't know how to be excited.

In just three days, before Huang Taiji and Zhang Xianzhong arrived, a full 150,000 people poured into the capital!

There were no barracks, so the abandoned houses outside Beijing became barracks. Without ordnance, Li Xiao opened the treasury and distributed everything inside to the rebels.

If there are no officers, then ten people get together to fight in a group, and the one who wins in the end is the commander. If ten commanders fight in a group, the one who wins is the centurion. If a centurion fights in a group, he wins.

The one is the captain of thousands.

When there was no time to organize people, the theory of victory with fists was popularized by Li Xiaoxun. The army has always been an institution of violence, and whoever has the biggest fist has the right to speak, which is very suitable here.

Zhang Huangyan was surprised to find that Li Xiao had organized a huge army in just three days. He didn't know whether he could fight or whether the battle would collapse. He only knew that these guys were comparable to Zhang Xianzhong's refugees.

, seems to be more able to fight.

The nine gates have been closed, and grain, firewood, and carbon are boarded from Dengzhou Wharf every day. Countless villagers’ horse-drawn carriages and oxcarts transport these things to every place where they are needed. The capital is in chaos, but there seems to be some kind of order that dominates the place.

kind of confusion.

There are 150,000 people with no training, no solid organization, and no sharp weapons. They hold swords and guns, and don't even have armor on their bodies. They have to face the most ferocious enemy under the capital city. These people can leave at any time, but there is no one

Let's go. Even Zhang Huangyan, who is confident that he has understood everything in life, can't understand what is going on with these people in the city.

There were 100,000 hastily organized civilian troops stationed in the city, and 150,000 people living in civilian houses under the city wall. In just three days, Li Xiao felt that this was the limit of what could be mobilized.

Li Xiu finally came, not only bringing a large amount of supplies of grain, fodder, firewood, and carbon. He also sent Li Xiao twenty bronze cannons removed from warships. This may be the longest-range cannon in the world.

After a night's rest, Zhang Xianzhong, Li Zicheng, and Huang Taiji all appeared in high spirits opposite Desheng Gate. Today they attacked the city from all sides, but the main direction of attack was Desheng Gate in the north.

Li Xiao stood on the city wall and looked into the distance with a telescope. This was the first time that he stood on the city wall of the capital and commanded a battle!

Today, Li Xiao has long lost the feeling of burning blood all over his body when he first entered the battlefield. Li Xiao is now in a state of numbness towards the war. Sometimes he even feels that this is a role-playing game. It is a bit similar to "

"Medieval: Total War", but my perspective is not that of a player using a mouse and keyboard in front of the screen, but that of a participant who has personally experienced it!

"Before the advent of gunpowder, the form of war was still in the stage of personal bravery. At this time, the presence of strong generals was very important, so there was a legend that Guan Erye passed five passes and killed six generals. At that time, the generals charged into the battle personally, and one side had

When you use strong generals, you will cause great damage to the enemy's formation. But since the advent of gunpowder, if you persist in this style of play, you will die miserably.

Even if you wear strong armor, you will still be penetrated by muskets. At this time, any two-hundred-and-fifty general who rushes over will die uglier than a pig." Standing next to Li Xiao was Zheng Sen, a young man named Zheng Sen.

Yushu Linfeng doesn't look like the son of a gangster at all, but more like an erudite son from some family. Even though he is wearing a military uniform, he still has a frail and scholarly look.

Li Xiao was very lucky that life on Changxing Island did not cultivate Zheng Sen into a muscular man. Once a physically strong person tastes the sweetness of violence, he will enjoy violent activities infinitely. Such violent maniacs generally cannot survive long in the army.

Most of the guys who can thrive in the army for a long time have a brain that is not stupid.

Feeling that he was incompetent as a teacher, Li Xiao decided to take the free-range Zheng Sen with him. Let him truly experience an epic battle, because his identity is destined to experience war. Even now Yizhou has already been with him

Under the control of Zheng Sen, Li Xiao believes that war is still Zheng Sen's fate. As for why, Li Xiao doesn't know, he just thinks so.

Zheng Sen looked at the front of the formation in the distance, where three corpses fell to the ground. Their horses were nudging their owners with their heads, hoping that they could stand up again.

These three guys couldn't stand up, and a single rifle shot them in the head accurately at a distance of two hundred meters. These are warriors and messengers. They came to persuade them to surrender, which is a routine item on the battlefield these days.

If the other party does not want to break up, they will not kill the envoy so that there is still room for negotiation in the future. If the other party kills the envoy, it means that they do not want to talk, and the battle will be endless.

After experiencing a howl like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, Zhang Xianzhong's team on the opposite side moved. I don't know how many people were dispatched for this first attack. The crowd was as dense as ants, and it was a large black mass.

Many people were still wearing single clothes, and most of them were holding big wooden sticks in their hands. Only a few tough-looking guys were holding iron weapons in their hands.

This is a strange war. Both sides have long guns and short cannons. But a large number of people still hold the most primitive weapons.

"Boom! Boom!" The Fran machine cannon and the copper cannon on the top of the city fired almost at the same time. The projectiles from the copper cannons fell into the dense crowd and exploded immediately. Countless lead bullet fragments immediately destroyed half a basketball court.

The place turned into a death zone. The mobs howled miserably, and countless blood spurted out from their bodies in an instant. People who were closer to the explosion point were even more shattered by the explosion.

Broken limbs flew up from Lao Gao. From Zheng Sen's perspective, it was like a rain of limbs.

"Ouch...!" The rebels below the city cheered, cheering for their artillery. Although for the ant-like crowd, the lethality of ten artillery shells was not enough to destroy this attack, it still made the charging mob

There was a brief period of confusion.

"Come! Damn it, I'll chop anyone who dares to run back." Sun Kewang held a ghost-headed sword in his hand and killed the unlucky guy who turned around and tried to run back with one blow.

The ghost-headed sword cut off the guy's head in one go. When the head flew up, the man was still running back. The blood in the cavity spurted out more than three feet high, making Sun Kewang look like a bloody man.

The guys who had just turned around immediately turned back together. There were thousands of supervisors in a row. If they really ran back, they would be hacked to death.

When Kankan rushed to the city, the dense gunfire sounded like popping beans. The revolver rifle can shoot six bullets at a time. In this situation, there is no need to aim at all. Just shoot at the city, the opponent's people are lined up really well.

It is too dense, and it is more difficult to miss than to hit.

Countless rioters fell to the ground again with blood spraying from their bodies!

But there were still more rioters, holding big sticks in their hands and shouting "Ouch" and "Ouch" and rushing forward to fight hand to hand.

For them, capturing the capital is the only hope. They need food, money, and cotton-padded jackets! Only by capturing the capital can they survive. Wearing single clothes, they cannot survive in the ice and snow for a few days. The hungry and cold night is more difficult to survive than the cold.

A happy death is even more uncomfortable.

Many people even want to be beaten to death, as long as they die, they don't have to live in such pain and hardship. They can't commit suicide, so they can only hope that the bullets fired from the city or the other party's sword can give them a little help.

When we got closer, it was the honor guard's turn to use their firecrackers. These firecrackers were actually matchlock guns. According to Li Xiao's current equipment sequence, they were basically the most backward equipment. This thing fired slowly and was not very accurate. The only

What's pretty good is that the charge is sufficient and the range is okay.

There is nothing we can do about pulling up the honor guard. We only have so many people now, and we have to pile people on the city wall to catch up. Once the city wall is lost, the capital will be considered broken.

One group was killed, and another group was beaten to death. The rebels finally rushed to the capital city. The people opposite them were all wearing shabby cotton-padded jackets. They were also carrying various weapons in their hands, although they didn't look very good.

, but it’s much better than a big wooden stick anyway.

The two groups collided in a chaotic manner, and at that moment over a thousand people screamed and fell to the ground. Swords could cut or pierce the human body, and the power of large wooden sticks should not be underestimated. Even though most of the Hebei rebels were wearing cotton-padded jackets,

It can play a certain role in armor. A big wooden stick can definitely hit with a blunt weapon. In the ice and snow, human bones have long been frozen. If the stick hits it, it will definitely result in broken muscles and fractures.

Zheng Sen was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped to the ground!

The war in front of us can only be described as majestic. I have seen the Warring States period in Japan where people were boasted and coaxed. Compared with this, it is like playing house. A group of village chiefs are fighting. It is not playing house.

Everyone went crazy. The musketeers kept loading and firing, and firing again. The gunners loaded and fired, then poked the barrel of the gun with a stick wrapped in a rag, and fired again.

Huang Taiji on the opposite side also sent out mortars!

Fan Wencheng is very good at learning. When he saw the mortar emplacement in Daheishan, he knew that such things must be placed in pits to be safe.

The Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty had a large number of mortars, hitting thirty of them just in front of Desheng Gate. Countless mortar shells roared and hit the Hebei Rebel Army formation, not even caring that the two armies were entangled and engaged in inexhaustible

Differential bombardment.

People were dying piece by piece, and sometimes they didn’t even know which side’s shell was responsible for killing them. There were even some crazy guys who dug into the crowd with gunpowder packets in their arms. After a bang, it would be clear.

It's a big space.

Under the city wall of the capital, it was like a Shura slaughterhouse. People who originally belonged to the same ethnic group were killing each other. But the real aliens were watching from the sidelines. Dorgon would even comment with Duduo next to him from time to time. If

If the Eight Banners Army attacks, how long can the opponent's army hold it?

Li Xiao's ears twitched, this battlefield is really too cruel. Life counts in seconds!

There were constant explosions, and the rising smoke filled the battlefield. It seemed that there was a layer of clouds floating over the battlefield. Even Li Xiao, who was standing on the city wall, could not clearly see the scene below.

Countless people rushed up, and countless people fell down.

The corpses quickly piled up into a huge pile! It was as if a fence had been erected in front of the two armies. Soldiers on both sides could only achieve their goal of killing or being killed by the other side by climbing the fence.

In the tragic battlefield, Zhang Huangyan was so shocked that his beard fell off. Zheng Sen held a revolver in his hand and kept shooting.

Zhang Xianzhong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Although he regarded these rioters as chopping firewood, he had to light up the firewood before he could die. Otherwise, I would have burned so many lives in vain.

Li Zicheng was just strolling around, riding slowly on his mount and looking at the battlefield in the distance. For him, the rebels in Hebei were not enough to see. Although his will to fight was still tenacious, he was just fighting Zhang Xianzhong's men. If he followed
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