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Chapter 342

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At this time, outside the south gate, facing the soft and gentle sunshine of the morning, on the west side of the Houjin Camp, densely packed with snow spray, tens of thousands of horses, mules, horses, cattle and sheep gathered towards the Houjin Camp.

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The originally lonely and empty snow field now became as crowded as a vegetable market.

Even though the Ming Army's small town was two and a half miles away, the loud shouts of people and the low roars and whines of livestock could still be heard clearly.

On top of the city, all the generals rushed over after hearing the news and carefully observed the situation on the other side.

Shu Luohuan was very familiar with the tribal forces here. After watching for a while, he counted the flags and reported to Li Yuanqing: "Master, this should be the arrival of Hou Jin's tribal reinforcements. There are almost more than 0,000 people in the Ye He tribe.

, there are more than 1,000 Mongolians, more than 1,000 people in Haixi, and there should be less than 1,000 savages and Beishan people. There are almost more than 5,000 people."

Next to him, Duan Xiliang couldn't help but sneer, "Good luck, Dog Tartar! After being idle for more than a month, the boys are worried that they have no place to move around!"

Kong Youde was also very excited and laughed, "The Tatars still don't have a long memory! They are looking for someone to be a human shield!"

"What's the point of looking for human shields? Are we still afraid of these dog Tatars? Come and kill one of us, or two of us will kill a pair! Haha!"

"Master Shunzi is right! There are more than 20,000 dog Tatars looking for reinforcements. They have a guilty conscience!"

"..."

Shunzi, Li Sansheng, and Huang Guoshan generals were also very excited. They had been tormented by the weather and storm for so long, and they had already lost their temper.

Xu Heizi was extremely calm. He was older and had more things to consider. He reported to Li Yuanqing in a low voice: "General, the Tatars must have done a lot of good by recruiting these tribes. They must be fully prepared. We

You must be on guard!"

Li Yuanqing nodded lightly.

Having fought with Hou Jin for so long, he was already very familiar with Hou Jin's fighting style.

They are from a small family, born in the white mountains and black waters. They also have strong characteristics of slavery, or in other words, they have the same character as wild beasts.

When they encounter someone weaker than them, they will pounce forward like hungry wolves, tearing the prey into pieces, eager to swallow even the bones and dregs.

But when they encounter someone stronger than them, or someone they can't eat in one bite, who can make them feel pain or stab their minions, it's a completely different situation.

Fight with the wind.

According to Hou Jin's strength at this time, he might really be invincible.

But once the wind goes against them, these dog tartars will scatter like mad dogs. They are not alone at all.

However, at this time, the two sides have been in a stalemate for more than a month. The main force of Houjin has arrived in a hurry. The consumption of food and wages must have been very high. In addition, the weather is too bad, and their logistics supply lines must be blocked. Daishan, the powerful people of Houjin, must

I don’t want this battle to drag on any longer.

"Strengthen sentinels and guards and consolidate the defense line. There are signs of getting warmer today. You must not be careless. You must closely monitor the movements of Houjin's main force."

Li Yuanqing glanced around and ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes!" All the generals did not dare to neglect, and they all knelt down and kowtowed in agreement.

However, although the slaves of the tribes have arrived, the organization of these tribes is chaotic, and it will take a few more days to integrate them.

Li Yuanqing also had enough time to continue improving the fortifications in the city.

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In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, and the time has come to the fifth day of February in the fourth year of Ming Dynasty.

Early in the morning, there was movement in the direction of Houjin Camp.

Several gates of the camp were wide open, and tens of thousands of troops poured out of the camp and gathered in the distance, like a dark cloud covering the sky.

Ahead, nearly a hundred cowhide chariots have been pushed forward.

It can be seen that this is probably just a temporary build by them. The chariot is very simple. It should be made of new wood, only the cowhide is older, but it seems to have only one layer, and it is swaying in the cold wind.

At this time, the Ming army's city was reinforced and raised.

Although there are many inconveniences in the ice and snow, it is very simple to improve the fortifications with the foundation of the city.

The simplest thing is to add a layer of snow on the city wall, sprinkle some soil and sand, and pour cold water on top. In less than half an hour, the city wall can be heightened and thickened by half a meter, and it is extremely strong and has soil.

The presence of sand can also prevent slipping, preventing children from slipping on it.

The city wall of the Ming army was extremely wide and thick, and the foundation was very solid. Now the vertical width has expanded to nearly 0 steps, and the height has almost reached more than 15 meters.

Of course, such an ice city is just cutting corners after all, and is far from comparable to the large cities in Liao and Guan.

The most direct point is that the ice is too brittle and is very afraid of the deterrence of gunpowder, especially the siege explosives of the Changsheng Camp. Once exploded, it can easily cause collapse and trigger a chain reaction.

But Hou Jin is obviously still blank in this field, and it is not enough to pose a fatal threat to the sons of the Changsheng Camp.

Li Yuanqing still firmly holds the initiative in defending the city.

Soon, the Hou Jin Army began to take action. There were almost two to three thousand tribal slaves, pushing cowhide chariots, and under the cover of swordsmen, shieldmen and archers, they began to push towards the city.

Behind them, there were about six or seven Niulu elites waiting in formation. Looking at the flags, they were red flags, blue flags, white flags, red flags, and blue flags. Among them, there were two Niulu flags under the red flag, and the blue flag under the flag.

There were also more than half yellow flags, and the number of people was almost 0,000.

"The Dog Tartars are finally coming!"

On the side, Kong Youde couldn't help but spat fiercely, staring straight at the Houjin battle formation not far away, with a sinister and fierce light in his eyes.

Shunzi was also gearing up and said with a smile: "What a good time! It's just a good time to test how well the men have adjusted their guns these days. Imagine taking advantage of the loophole last time, it's not that easy!"

Before setting off from Changsheng Island, Li Yuanqing brought ten craftsmen from the blacksmith shop with him in order to have a buffer in such harsh terrain.

Having learned Du Du's lesson last time, Shunzi has not been idle these days and has been working hard on how to keep the power of the gun in this kind of weather.

Seeing Hou Jin's figure gradually approaching from a distance like an ant, Li Yuanqing felt relaxed.

It's like the darkness before dawn.

Hou Jin's siege was not terrible. Both Li Yuanqing and his sons had already adapted to the intensity of fighting against Hou Jin.

Both sides have been spending as much time as before. After all, this is not the homeland of the Changsheng Camp, which makes the sons and daughters suffer and even unbearable.

"Let's follow the procedure! Don't let them push it over so easily!" Li Yuanqing smiled and gave the order.

He also wanted to see what new tricks the Houjin dignitaries would play this time.

The men of the Changsheng Battalion are already extremely experienced in defending the city. As Li Yuanqing's order is issued, the leaders of each department will quickly return to their respective subordinates to prepare.

Soon, the cannon soldiers were in place, the spearmen were in place, and the sword and shield soldiers were in place.

Shu Luohuan and the slaves of the tribe were also on standby under the inner wall, waiting for the war to come.

Not far away, as the sun rose less than half of the sky in the east, it was probably just early nine o'clock, Hou Jin's vanguard servants had already pushed their cowhide chariots to 100 steps below the city.

Relying on the snow wall built by the slaves of the Dudu tribe, they strengthened and raised the walls one after another, built new fortifications, and connected them together, slowly advancing towards the city.

They were obviously very familiar with the Ming army's cannon soldiers. They were neither fast nor slow. The closer they got to the front, the slower they went, always hovering outside the shooting range of the cannon soldiers.

An hour passed, around 11 o'clock, Houjin's fortifications had been advanced to 70 steps, densely packed and very stable.

One after another, the cowhide chariots were pushed to the front for cover. The slaves worked hard to pile up the snow behind the cowhide chariots and continued to advance forward.

"General, do you want to fire a gun?"

The cannon soldiers were at the forefront, and Shunzi was beside Li Yuanqing, asking hurriedly and carefully.

Li Yuanqing slowly shook his head.

He has already seen that Daishan wants to play slowly and gradually encroach on his own space. If he is not given some benefits, it will be difficult to attract his main force.

"There's no rush. We'll wait until we're fifty steps away."

"Yes." Shunzi nodded quickly.

Soon, the Tatar slave army had pushed the front line to within fifty steps of the city.

Although the Ming troops at the top of the city did not open fire, they were more cautious and almost never dared to show their heads behind the cowhide chariots.

Behind them, six or seven Niulu's elite main force of Houjin also pushed behind the 100-step snow wall, ready for action at any time.

Hou Jin's snow wall fortifications were pushed further and further forward, and were already within fifty steps.

Shunzi was already a little anxious and looked frequently at Li Yuanqing beside him, waiting for Li Yuanqing's order.

However, Li Yuanqing did not move his neck slowly and moved his neck slightly, making a "click" sound.

Daishan fought steadily and pushed the power of the gun soldiers to the extreme.

Although the city has sufficient reserves of cannon pellets, firing now will only consume ammunition for no reason, and it will be difficult to cause a real blow to these Tatar minions and slaves.

Li Yuanqing thought for a moment and simply gave up the offensive of the gun soldiers. He waved his hand and said to Shunzi: "The gun soldiers retreat and the sword and shield soldiers come forward. Let them come over!"

"Well?"

Shunzi was stunned, but how could he dare to disobey Li Yuanqing's order during a war? He respectfully said yes and ordered his soldiers to retreat unwillingly.

Soon, the sword and shield soldiers came up to guard against the Jin army's arrow rain offensive, while the pike soldiers stood ready behind them.

Under the city, the Ming army's muskets were not heard. These Tatar slaves became a little bolder and accelerated their advance.

They relied on the steps that Dudu had accumulated before, quickly stabilized and reinforced them, and reconnected the steps.

However, the Ming army's city was heightened, and someone had to pile it on top of the stairs.

Shunzi couldn't help it anymore, "General, let the cannons and soldiers go out to fight. From such a distance, we can kill these idiots."

The stairs were very slippery, just a simple large slope, but these Tatar slaves were not stupid either. They punctured the bags of sand and soil that had been prepared, covered them with snow, and sprinkled them with sand.

After this, very quickly, probably within a few minutes, the sand and soil will be frozen on the snow layer and will no longer slip.

Dozens of Tatars struggled to push several cowhide chariots up the slope. The slaves behind them continued to pile up layers of snow, trying to connect the top of the stairs to the city head.

It was already around 1 o'clock at noon, and the cowhide chariot had been pushed under the eyes of the Ming army. However, a relaxed smile appeared on the corner of Li Yuanqing's mouth. He turned to Shunzi and said: "The gun soldiers are standing behind the pike soldiers.

, wait until they come up and then fight!"

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