After struggling for more than half an hour, Oboi was still unwilling to accept it and ordered a few Han military flags to continue bulldozing the soil.

Today he doesn't believe in this evil anymore. Can a small Jining City stop him in Oboi?

"Today, as long as I break this Jining City, I will not take any money. All women and property will be rewarded to you dog slaves!"

Oboi also spent a lot of money and personally led his followers to supervise the battle on the front line.

"Master, take this truth?"

The Qing Dynasty was still powerful at this time. As soon as Obai said this, many Han military flag servants lit up their eyes.

In the past, when the cities that had been captured by the Ming Dynasty were all the masters, both of them, who could only eat meat and drink soup. When they fell, they could only get some oil. Who would have thought that Oboi would have spent such a huge sum of money? This was no longer a massacre of the city, but a massacre of the city!

Seeing these Han army flag servants all became interested, Obai sneered at the corner of his mouth: "When will the words I said not count? In the prosperous place of Jining, if you want to eat meat, it depends on your ability!"

"Brothers, the scout guys are ready to do it!"

"It's all my goddamn cheering me up and take down Jining City, and everyone will be rewarded!"

"Haha, have you seen those little girls on the top of the city? You guys are all showing me your true skills, don't let others snatch them!"

The Han army flag servants of the Qing Dynasty were basically all veterans from the Nine Borders. They were all experienced figures. They might not be very good at fighting tough battles, but they were all masters using methods, tricks, and winning over the morale of the army.

As the masters of all tribes added strings, many Han military flag servants quickly became excited, carrying weapons, licking their lips, carrying ladders, and forcing them towards Jining City.

"No! The dog Tartars are coming!"

Amid the sound of the "Woooooo" of the majestic deer horns, the excitement on the top of Jining's city quickly disappeared, and everyone became nervous.

At this time, the prefect Huang had already prepared the coffin and shouted: "Don't panic, don't panic for everyone! No one is involved and retreat to the city temporarily. Everyone will take their place. Use cannons to suppress them first. Never let them get close to the city!"

The old saying goes, "Working with men and women is not tired of working."

The support of the scholars is just an appetizer, but the enthusiasm of many brothel beauties is indeed affordable. Many defenders want to take this opportunity to show off their skills, and they quickly got excited to enter the state.

"Boom!"

"Boom..."

In a moment, the thunderous cannon roared overwhelmingly, and many catapults quickly formed, and boxes of flowering bullets and incendiary bombs donated by Haicheng were quickly disassembled and packed.

Priest Huang was even more unafraid and stood at the front of the city and became a benchmark.

The custom of the Ming Dynasty was that the chief official had the responsibility to defend the land, and those who abandoned the land would die!

In the past few decades, there were almost no 100 chief officials at all levels who died in battle in the four places of the Ming Dynasty.

However, not many civil officials have military experience, and even fewer people know how to fight, so most civil officials are victims.

After moving the capital to Nanjing, under the leadership of Xu Changqing, the responsibility of defending the territory was further refined.

Xu Changqing can't take care of other places for the time being and doesn't want to worry about this. However, the top leaders in several major cities in Shandong, including Qingzhou, Jining, Tai'an, Dengzhou and Laizhou, not only are they equipped with a few "military consultants" from the "morning court", but their eldest son and eldest daughter are even going to Haicheng for education.

Once the "lost land" occurs, the consequences can naturally be imagined!

Of course, Xu Changqing didn't just suppress them, and all kinds of military aid were indispensable.

At this time, the prefect Huang understood very well that if he could get through, there would be a "Golden Avenue" in front of him. It might not be impossible to enter the cabinet, but if he couldn't get through, then he would wait to be ruined and bring disaster to his children.

But the military adviser had already analyzed the core reasons why the Qing Dynasty had few slaves, no heavy weapons, and the offensive was difficult to take shape several times. He is now afraid of a bird?

If something really happens, then death is better than death. Leave more capital for future generations. After all, Haicheng Hou is here to support him. His credibility will never treat their family unfairly.

At this point, Xu Changqing really wants to thank Saint Kong and many of his ancestors.

It is difficult to control those big guys with this kind of value, but it is quite useful to control middle-level officials like Huang Zhifu.

"Boom..."

With the overwhelming roar of artillery, the offensive of Han slaves such as Obai were blocked again.

The real lethality of the solid bomb is indeed not great, but it can't stand it very frightening. Dozens of dark iron eggs jump back and forth on the ground with the scorching temperature. Even if many Han military flag servants are wearing armor, it is not fun.

In addition, the Aobai tribe had too little labor force to build enough defensive earth walls. Faced with the shelling of Jining City, many Han military flag servants had no other way except to put sand and earth bags in front and quickly lie on the ground.

Seeing that the Qing army was quickly suppressed again, the people on the city burst into thunderous cheers again, constantly shouting loudly at the Tartars, venting all kinds of emotions all over their bodies.

However, many of the leaders are obviously different from ordinary soldiers.

"Dog Nikan! I will peel and cramp you all sooner or later and tear you all into pieces!"

At this time, Obai had already arrived at a dangerous position outside the city to supervise the battle. There were several red-clothed cannons in Jining City, and they quickly stared at him and came towards him.

Oboi was almost bombarded by a shell and could only retreat quickly.

Although he was not injured, he was so dirty that he was so angry that he jumped and scolded.

Seeing Oboi's head coach's flag retreating, the cheers on Jining's city were even more scorching, and there was a sea of ​​excitement.

"The Tartars are no longer available, brothers, work harder!"

"Haha, it's so good. Dogs and Tartars are just like this! Brothers, I'll try harder to defeat the Tartars. I'll invite you to drink wine!"

"Fuck these beasts to death!"

Some excited shouts with Liao accents soon came from the city wall, which soon triggered a chain reaction, and many people became excited without thinking.

pity.

The power of solid bombs is limited. After several rounds of artillery bombs, they inevitably entered a period of weakness. The barrel must be cooled to prevent accidents.

This also made many Han army flag servants under the city as if they had received amnesty and quickly pushed forward.

"Stay!"

"Don't be afraid everyone! Our moat is wide, and the dogs and tatars are just a few people. They can't fill this little sand and soil bag. They have prepared the catapult. As long as you don't throw the flowering bullets onto the city, you can hardly kill these miscellaneous pieces..."

In the critical moment, several "military advisers" had no time to cover up and rushed to the front line and shouted loudly, even taking over the command of the troops.

In the past few months, these military advisers have already established a huge prestige, and it is not difficult to take over the troops. Although everyone never dares to say it out loud, who doesn’t know who they are?

Even many local military officers in Jining City spent a lot of money to get close to these military advisers and build relationships, hoping to send their children to the legendary "model army".

Now, a consensus has been reached in Shandong and even throughout the Ming Dynasty!

As long as you join the Model Army, it will be a "iron rice bowl" that is more stable than the court.

Priest Huang was also shouting and shouting, telling everyone not to panic and follow the steps.

Soon, fifty or sixty catapults were quickly built, and pitchers began to aim at the target.

"emission!"

"emission!"

"emission!"

When many Han military flag slaves had just approached the range, several military advisers shouted at the same time.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

"Swoosh swish swish swish swish swish..."

In an instant, fifty or sixty light flowering bullets suddenly swept into the sky like a meteor shower, bringing out a high parabola.

"Fuck your mother Wang Junshan, are you blind or useless? Why did you throw it out if you didn't ignite it? Do you know how much money this treasure costs?" "Master, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I will never dare to do it again next time..."

"I want to have a next time?! Get your spirits up, and make another mistake. I will peel your skin!"

"Brother, don't panic, see, and fight steadily! As long as you don't hit the city, I will remember you when the time comes!"

"Mr. Chen, don't worry, the young one is willing to give up. The worst thing is that you will die here today!"

"boom!"

"Boom..."

The terrifying explosion quickly exploded among the Han army flag servants. Even though they were prepared and crawled on the ground quickly, the powerful lethality of the flowering bullet was not a joke. Soon, many Han army flag servants saw blood all over their bodies, and screamed and screamed.

"I'll fuck his 18th generation of ancestors, these dogs have flower bullets!"

"There are people from the model army in the city, lie down, lie down quickly..."

"Protect your master..."

Seeing the Han military flag servants for a moment, they were so suppressed that they couldn't raise their heads. Several military advisers looked at each other and smiled in control.

How could this state be as harsh and particular as a model army?

For these "new recruits" on the top of Jining City, they can just shoot the flowering bullets out, even if they have half the explosion rate, they will be successful.

The main reason is that Jining City is really a treasure land!

Not only is the Grand Canal passing through the city, the water system is abundant, but the city is also rich and strong because of its wealth, tall and strong. In addition, the military support of the Model Army, such as the plain-terrained city, the Qing army had no idea to break through without 20,000 or 30,000 people carefully arranged for seven or eight days or even ten days.

And Oboi in front of him was obviously impatient. He was just right in his mind.

"I @#￥%..."

Amid the roar of "Boom" and many Han flag servants were already crawling on the ground, as the accuracy of the catapult cart on the city increased, unlucky people were still constantly affected, and they let out a pig-killing howl, causing Oboi's morale that he had finally mentioned, and directly returned to the prototype.

Oboi's lungs were almost blown up, and he cursed, but there was nothing he could do.

Even if they are brave, they can't fly. If they can't go to the city, will they have something to do?
To be continued...