. After the gun, the Ming army rode a horse and drew a semicircle in front. When they returned to the rear, the army then began to shoot. The eight thousand Ming army, with two hundred people in a row, totaling forty rows, and the shooting continued. After more than ten Ming army passed by and fired from the front, hundreds of people left the city had died and injured. Except for the three men who rushed too fast, the Ming army accidentally entered the city wall and was shot by Wu army archers, there were no more casualties.

"Boom." The cannons on the city finally began to fire, and the shells fell sparsely into the Ming army, causing a riot for the Ming army. However, the Ming army quickly adjusted and fired at the Wu army again.

Most of the Wu army's cannons were thrown in Shandong, resulting in the fact that there are only more than 30 artillery in Taiyuan City now. These more than 30 artillery are divided into four, and only nine artillery in the west gate. Most of these artillery are old-fashioned bronze artillery. Its power is not much greater than that of a grenade in the Ming army, and some are even worse than a grenade. For such artillery attacks, the Ming army, who is used to the scene of the earth shaking when the artillery is fired, did not care about how the artillery on the head of the Wu army's city is bombarded, and the formation is not at all messy.

Seeing his elite soldiers suffer heavy casualties at the guns of the Ming army, and even under the bombardment of artillery, the casualties of the Ming army were limited, Wu Sangui's face was as gloomy as if it could drip into water, and his hands were tilted, but before enough troops left the city, Wu Sangui could only endure it.

The cavalry who finally left the city almost half of the Ming army. Wu Sangui could no longer bear it. He raised the sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "The whole army rushed forward, rush forward."

"Roll." Wu Jun, who was full of anger, rushed forward like a flood.

"Zheng." Seeing the Wu army rushing up, the Ming army put away the muskets and changed into long swords. Both sides were wearing red military uniforms, like two torrents. They suddenly met in the middle, and the waves scattered everywhere, but the waves they splashed were all blood.

"Clang, clang, clang." There were sounds of weapons fighting everywhere. The Wu army originally thought that the Ming army was just powerful muskets. If they used cold weapons, they would definitely be far superior to the Ming army. Then they realized that their previous ideas were very wrong after contact. The Ming army's combat power using a long sword was no worse than them, and their cooperation was far more tacit than them. They had a strong advantage in every place. Although the number of people on both sides at the junction of the two armies was similar, the Ming army often formed a situation where several people attacked one by one through cooperation, which made the Wu army unable to resist.

A Wu army soldier was extremely angry when he heard the screams of his companions beside him. He was very self-sustaining. After holding two Ming soldiers' long swords, he jumped up from the horse and kicked the two Ming soldiers under the horse. The two Ming soldiers screamed and were then trampled to death by the horse's hooves. Before the Wu army soldier had time to be happy, he cut two long swords at him. "Zheng." The Wu army soldier had only time to hold one long sword and another long sword passed through his abdomen.

"Ah." The Wu army soldier screamed in pain, and also fell off his horse, and rushed to the footsteps of the two Ming soldiers who had killed just now.

"Shoot! Shoot!" Seeing that the battle was formed below, the Wu army officer ordered on the city wall.

"General, where to shoot?" The archer responded with a bitter face. The Ming and Wu troops were mixed together below. Unless they were archers, no one would be sure that they would not shoot on their heads.

"This..." Seeing the scene of a mess below, the officers did not retreat. They could only order the soldiers to be sure to aim at the Ming army and then shoot.

"Boom." The Ming army behind them was not polite. Although their muskets were silhouetted and could not aim, they could throw out grenades. The grenades were thrown at the Wu army's secret gathering. Often, seven or eight or even a dozen Wu army were killed or injured if a grenade was down. The Wu army had no choice but to avoid people gathering together. But in this way, when facing the Ming army rushing up, they seemed even more powerless.

Although the Wu army continued to increase its troops from the city, the victory level was still tilted towards the Ming army. On the battlefield, there were often two and three Wu soldiers who died to the life of one Ming army. Fortunately, there were city walls behind the Wu army and reinforcements. This was not the case. The two sides fought until night and there was no victory or defeat. Gao Jie saw that he could not get the Wu army. He did not want to lose his troops and slowly withdrew from the battlefield.

The Wu army was already scared of killing. When they saw the Ming army retreating, they were so happy that they stopped chasing. With the tacit understanding between the two sides, the two armies finally broke off contact and the war stopped.

The war lasted for two hours. More than 1,000 people were killed or killed in the Ming army, and the Wu army suffered heavy casualties. More than 3,000 cavalry fell under the city. Looking at the layers of corpses in front of the city gate, Wu Sangui felt discouraged.

There was no plan in this war, and it was completely head-on. It was precisely because of this that Wu Sangui was completely heartbroken. In the past, he always thought that if the Guanning Army had twice the number, it would be enough to protect Shanxi or even dominate the world. This battle made him realize that the Guanning Army was a single person compared to the current Ming Army. It had no advantage at all.

After a busy middle of the night, Wu Sangui dragged his tired body back to the palace, the palace, Wu Sanfu

Yuan and others were sitting in the hall, waiting for Wu Sangui to come back. When they saw Wu stand up quickly and asked, "Second brother, what's going on today's war? When will we leave the city?"

Wu Sangui waved his hand: "No need to leave the city. Starting tomorrow, our army will defend Taiyuan to the death."

"Ah." Wu Sanfu opened his mouth wide. Although he heard that the war was not going well today, he unexpectedly reached the point where he could not leave. He defended the city, defended the city, how could he defend the city without reinforcements? He couldn't help but fall on his chair.

Chen Yuanyuan looked at Wu Sangui's exhausted look but felt a little distressed. For some reason, when she heard that she didn't have to leave the city, she felt a little relieved. Perhaps for her, waiting to die in the city but not leaving the city was terrible.

The next day, Wu Sangui did not go out of the city to fight the Ming army again. Instead, he began to strengthen the city wall desperately, making a look of defending the city. If Wu Sangui did not leave the city, Gao Jie and Xia Wanchun were naturally happy, but they just monitored from afar through the city wall and ignored Wu Sangui's actions of strengthening the city wall. With the power of the Ming army's cannons, how many city walls can resist it. Gao Jie and Xia Wanchun naturally didn't care at all.

On the official road, swords and guns were like forests, flags were flying, and countless red soldiers were like an ocean, submerging the entire official road and both sides. In the middle, carriages dragged the ground and cannons toward the sky, making people feel chilled at a glance. The entire army was nowhere to be seen and no end behind.

After two days of forced marching, the 40,000 troops led by the emperor finally arrived from the state. Wang Fu stood on the imperial carriage and had clearly seen the outline of Taiyuan City in the distance.

"Go." A fast horse went upstream and rushed towards the emperor's carriage. He stopped quickly when he was still more than ten steps away from the carriage. The knight on the horse said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the villain is the messenger under the tent of the Marquis of Xingping. He specifically informed the emperor about the current situation in Taiyuan City.

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"speak."

"Yes, yesterday Wu Sangui left the city to fight with our army. Both sides did not distinguish between victory and defeat. Our army suffered more than 1,000 casualties, and about 3,000 casualties in the Wu army. Today, there was no sign of leaving the city, but instead strengthening the city wall. According to the assertion of the Marquis of Xingping, Wu Sangui was trying to defend Taiyuan to the death."

"I understand. Tell Gao Jie that from today on, let him guard the west gate and not let a Wu army leave the city."

"yes."

Wang Fu waved his hand: "Nothing else is going to happen, you can go down."

"The villain follows the order." The knight bowed again, turned his horse's head, and the sound of hooves sounded, and disappeared in a short while.

"I passed on my order and asked Yan Yingyuan, the man from Dingbei, to lead 10,000 troops to the south gate of Taiyuan to cut off the traffic between the south gate of Taiyuan and the outside."

"Yes" a guard hurriedly drove away.

"Walking Wang Wannian to lead another 5,000 troops to the North Gate to strengthen the North Gate's troops."

"Yes." Another guard responded and pushed his horse down.

After a while, the army that was moving forward was divided into three routes, two routes were divided into two directions, and the other troops were still advancing east of Taiyuan. When they were only a few miles away from the east, the army began to set up camp.

"It's over, it's over, I can't even leave even if I want to." Wu Sanfu stood on the east city wall, looking at the dense Ming army below, and said with a pale face.

Not only Wu Sanfu, but the generals below could not help but check it when they heard that the Ming army had already besieged from all directions. Seeing that the Ming army was densely packed with Ming troops, they immediately gave up.

Since it was confirmed that Wu Sangui had not escaped, Wang Fu was no longer anxious. The next day, the army rested for a day, and it was not until the third day that the army began to move out. A cannon was pushed out, and a cold metal light was reflected in the sunlight, which made Wu Jun on the top of the city frightened.

"Ninety-five, ninety-six... One Hundred and eight, Prince, Hongguang looked down on us too much, a total of one Hundred and eight cannons." Fang Xianting counted the cannons, his face became paler, but in the end he turned rosy, just showing a bitter smile.

The emperor's dragon flag was at the east gate, and the Ming army was the most in the east gate. Wu Sangui and others knew that the main attack direction of the Ming army must be the east gate, so they also gathered heavy troops at the east gate. However, so many cannons were pushed out, which scared the Wu army at once.

"Your Majesty, Taiyuan is the capital of a province. If it is free from artillery fire, is there any great benefit to persuade Wu Sangui to surrender first?" Qian Qianyi looked at the cannons that were already raised and could be shot at any time, and couldn't help but persuade him.

"Well, I'll just persuade him to surrender once. Jiang Aiqing, you and Wu Sangui are old friends. If you go to the city, let Wu Sangui surrender. If he surrenders, I can leave him a whole body and pardon his children for death. If I don't surrender, after I break the city, Wu Sangui will be killed. The whole family, regardless of gender, age, and young, will be killed." The emperor said coldly.
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