Even though he was protected by an iron helmet, the unlucky Tatar was hit by the hoe and rolled his eyes. He fell limply to the ground, twitching constantly, and his head was bleeding. He would have become an idiot even if he died.

The strong man who knocked down a Tatar with a hoe raised his hoe and said loudly: "The left and right are dead, so it is better to fight with the Tatars. At least it is better to have a reputation of dying for the country than to die at the hands of the army."

It’s hard to bear the reputation of a traitor!”

The surrounding Tatars never dreamed that the people of the Ming Dynasty, who had always been submissive, docile and weak, would pick up the guy to resist, and even knocked one down!

Seeing that this thorn dared to incite the crowd, a Qing soldier stabbed the tough man with a long spear. The tough man subconsciously hit him with a hoe, and then swung the hoe at the Tatar, taking advantage of the Tatar to avoid the hoe and violently hit him.

He rushed forward, came to the Qing soldier, and hugged the Qing soldier tightly.

The Tatar's spear was useless in close combat, so they could only throw away the barrel of the gun, hug the strong man, and the two rolled on the ground and started fighting.

When other people saw this, they also started to explode. They picked up the weapons on the ground and shouted: "Folks! Fight with the Tatars!"

The rioting people picked up the weapons on the ground one after another, and attacked the Qing soldiers who were driving them without thinking, slashing, throwing, and using all kinds of tricks.

Those Qing soldiers were beaten back by the people for a while, killing and wounding dozens of them.

Yang Guli, Bo Hetuo were also dumbfounded. They never expected that the people who had been effectively driving the people to attack the city would have such a result.

"We can't let them rush over!" Yangguli suddenly shouted: "Let the warriors press on and kill them all!"

After the order was issued, the Qing soldiers in the front line immediately swarmed up and killed the people.

The reason why I was beaten back before was because there were not many Qing soldiers to drive away the people. In my heart, the Qing soldiers were pressing up, and the people were immediately defeated. They were killed by the Qing army and fell to the ground one after another. Their previous bloody courage was no longer there.

They reappeared and turned around and ran towards the new city.

The Qing army chased after the people, constantly shooting with spears, bayonets, chops and arrows, killing the people. The people also completely lost their will to resist and could only run desperately in the direction of Guancheng.

Qing soldiers swarmed up and forced the refugees to the moat under the city wall. Some people even jumped into the river. Unfortunately, the moat was three meters deep and many people were drowned.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Cixi sighed and said, "What a pity..."

Sun Yingyuan said: "Your Highness, do we need to send cavalry down to kill them?"

Zhu Cixi shook his head and said: "No, the people are blocking the city gate, which is not conducive for the cavalry to attack..."

Sun Yingyuan hesitated and said: "Your Highness, this is not good for your reputation..."

Zhu Cixiang stared at him and said: "What kind of bullshit reputation? Are my two battalions of cavalry worth anything?"

The generals in the new camp were moved in their hearts. The soldiers died for their confidants. They could follow the crown prince and die without regrets!

The low status of warriors in the Ming Dynasty led to low loyalty of military generals. Zhu Ci repeatedly valued warriors, gradually increasing the loyalty of his generals, and finally he was completely in his own hands.

Seeing the people falling outside the city, Zhu Cixi still couldn't bear it and sighed: "Let the cavalry who are preparing for war retreat from the Wengcheng to the inside of the city, open the outer gate and let the people outside the city enter the Wengcheng. Let as many as they can come in."

"

The soldiers at the city gate lowered the suspension bridge, and the people who were running fast and crowded on the moat in front of the city gate ran towards the city gate. Seeing the city gate slowly opening, the Qing army pursued them desperately from behind. The two sides were always locked at the head and tail.

Together, it's hard to separate.

Zhu Cihong said: "Sun Yingyuan, you will be in charge of this battle! Don't worry about it, all the consequences have nothing to do with you!"

"yes!"

Sun Yingyuan took the order flag and shouted: "The red barbarian artillery continues to bombard the Tatar army formation. Other artillery cannons block the Tatars heading towards the city gate. The musketeers gather fire at the city gate to pursue the common people. The Tatars must be crippled and killed!"

"fire!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

There were huge roars one after another, and the artillery vented their anger on the Tatars. The Tatar soldiers chasing the people outside the city fell down in rows like wheat, and some people were inevitably injured by accident.

arrive.

Only in this way can the pursuing Tatars be separated from the common people and gain the opportunity to close the city gate. Therefore, Sun Yingyuan could only sacrifice some of the common people to save others.

Under the fierce attack of artillery on the city, the connection between the Qing army and the people was finally cut off. The two sides opened a distance, and many of the people who were running happily had already crossed the suspension bridge and entered the city gate.

Sun Yingyuan ordered all the musketeers to gather and fire at a place more than thirty steps away from the city wall, blocking the Qing army and buying time to rescue the people and enter the city.

For a moment, the bullets flying down from the top of the city were as dense as raindrops. The Tatars who were chasing the people at a speed of 100 meters were beaten to the ground one after another, and the huge momentum scraped their faces three or four meters down the ground.

The Qing soldiers were unable to move more than thirty steps away from the city wall. A large number of Tatars who wanted to rush into the city gate kept falling at this distance, and the corpses gradually piled up, forming a clear dividing line.

However, while the Ming army was struggling with the Qing army that was chasing the people, one Jia-la Eight Banners Manchurian soldier and two Jia-la Han army push carts and ladder trucks approached the city wall very smoothly.

When the Qing army stepped within forty or fifty steps, white-armored soldiers, horse soldiers, combat soldiers, and infantry also bent their bows and set arrows to shoot at the Ming army at the top of the city.

After dozens of musketeers from the new battalion were hit by arrows and fell down, others placed shields on the battlements. In this way, the damage done by the musketeers to the Tatars under the city was greatly reduced.

At this time, the people who had fled to the city gate basically ran into Wengcheng, and the city gate was successfully closed. Although some extremely fast Tatars followed in, they were surprised to find that their teammates behind them were gone! Then

I encountered the treatment of being shut down and beaten.

Without the distraction of the common people, the Ming army could deal with the Qing army attacking the city with all its strength, and the Qing army could focus on attacking the city without taking any shortcuts.

This time the Qing army dispatched a total of 30,000 troops, including one Jia La each from Manchu, Mongolia and Han, totaling 5,000 troops for one-time attack. Yangguli mobilized three more Jia La troops to prepare for the attack.

Rotate troops.

Yang Gu led his 10,000 troops to attack the new city from the front, while Abatai led the Zhenglan Banner and other banner troops to form a feint attack in front of the city gates to distract the Ming army's city defense strength.
Chapter completed!