After a period of panic, the awakened defenders began to shoot indiscriminately under the city without a target, but everyone knows that the breech gun cannot shoot vertically downward at a small angle at all, and the projectiles fired by the soldiers are all aimed at the distance under the city.

It wasn't until Jiang Quanyi heard the news that the defenders gradually calmed down, but at this time, the enemy's vanguard had already shown its head from the battlement.

This night's fighting was unusually bloody.

The city wall of Haizhou is indeed very high, almost the same as the city of Fucheng, but the thickness is still narrower, after all, a small city with a radius of eight miles, if the city wall is really thick, isn't it even smaller inside?

Therefore, the city walls were already crowded with defenders, and when the enemy climbed the walls, the scene was even more crowded.

People are close to people, face to face, you stab me, I stab you back.

There is no technology to speak of, it is to exchange lives for lives.

Fighting to the ground, the soldiers on both sides hugged and jumped off the city wall.

That night, Jiang Quanyi couldn't remember how many times he organized people to die and collectively detonated grenades at the battlements.

Fortunately, the sky finally dawned, and the enemy finally stopped attacking.

When the whistle smoke that still lingered and had not dispersed choked Jiang Quanyi with a violent cough, and then caused a cough on the city wall.

The soldiers who survived found that the ground was full of severed limbs and flesh and blood, and what was shocking was that the battlements were covered with flesh and blood that had solidified.

Jiang Quanyi only discovered at this time that behind the city tower, there were four phalanxes of his 1,000 reserves, and only one phalanx remained.

And on the city wall, what can still be answered seems to be more sparse than before.

How many people died that night? Jiang Quanyi rushed to the battlement, and looked down, there were dead bodies piled up at least five feet high, and there were enemies and his own people in them.

At this moment, Jiang Quanyi's eyes were red, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

He knew that if he did this again, he would be one of the corpses.

He looked up at the enemy troops that were gathering in the distance, and scolded angrily: "Shen Zhiyuan...... I X your eight-lifetime ancestor! ”

Jiang Quanyi really thought that the commander of this battle was Shen Zhiyuan.

The tactics and execution of this new army are too familiar, which is completely different from the Tartars.

It's not that the Tartar combat skills are not strong, on the contrary, the Tartar combat skills are far from being comparable to the individual soldiers of the Northern Expeditionary Army.

But the biggest difference between hot weapons and cold weapons is group cooperation.

The Tartars are good at fighting alone, but they often lack cooperation with each other, they are best at charging on the plains, and the worst at attacking and defending cities.

If it weren't for Huang Taiji secretly recruiting Han craftsmen and manufacturing red-clothed cannons, maybe it would be difficult for the Qing people to cross the Shanhaiguan Pass for another hundred years, let alone the majestic Shuntian Mansion.

But at present, this army is different from any army that Jiang Quanyi has ever fought against, they are good at cooperating, whether it is the coordination of infantry artillery, or the suppression of the fire of the muskets under the city against the city.

You know, the coordination of infantry artillery is easier said than done, especially like at night, especially like the artillery at this time, the shell out of the muzzle is likely to be one or two miles away from the preview point, if you are not careful, it will explode on the head of your own person who is charging, solid bullet is better, if you bloom the bullet, one shot can knock off the pointed head of a charging formation.

Therefore, if Jiang Quanyi was only suspicious before the war, now it is 100% certain.

Therefore, Jiang Quanyi angrily scolded Shen Zhiyuan.

After this battle, both sides were exhausted and entered a brief stalemate.

……。

At this time, Jiang Quanyi had time to order the mobilization of the defenders of the various gates in the city.

But it was already late, and before the transfer of troops was issued, a soldier who rushed from the south gate to deliver the letter shouted at Jiang Quanyi in a hoarse hissing voice: "General...... The south gate was attacked by the enemy ....... ”

At this point, the soldier was already crying.

Jiang Quanyi's heart was shocked, and he subconsciously asked urgently: "What about the third battalion?" What about Qi Jiajie? …… How many more people? When you came to tell the news, did the enemy break through the city? ”

Jiang Quanyi actually only hoped that the messengers could answer him, and the third battalion was still resisting, so that Jiang Quanyi could mobilize reserves and go to reinforcements...... In time, Haizhou City is not big, as long as reinforcements are sent, half a pillar of incense can reach Nancheng in time, and in time, Jiang Quanyi is so constantly comforting himself in his heart.

But soon, the messenger's answer caused Jiang Quanyi to fall into the ice cave.

"General Hui...... Words, when the little one was ordered to report the news, Deputy Battalion Commander Qi was personally leading the reserve team to reinforce the city wall, and he ...... He said...... Ask the general to withdraw to the east...... It was the sea, and even if the Tartars broke through the city, they would not be able to cross the sea and attack the East China Sea in a short time...... As long as the general is still there, Taizhou Wei will not be destroyed...... Please ask the general to be more than 1,000 officers and soldiers of the third battalion...... Revenge! ”

Rao is Jiang Quanyi has experienced a hundred battles and is used to seeing life and death, but at this moment, his eyes are also blurred.

He was shaking, not only his hands, but his whole body.

It's only been one night's work, and thousands of people will never be seen again.

Jiang Qianyi cursed with the most vicious words, "Damn Qi Jiajie, will you lead the troops...... How can you lead a soldier, and if you go to a military school in vain, you are a melon baby...... It's best to die at the south gate, if you live, Lao Tzu will skin him alive ......! ”

But Jiang Quanyi almost cried, he regretted deeply in his heart, he should not have kicked this child at sea before, if he had known that this was the case, he should have praised these two brothers, they were brave enough, they ...... In fact, I envy them because they are young...... Young enough to make yourself jealous.

There is really not much time left for Jiang Quanyi, the city within a radius of eight miles, once the south gate is lost, the north gate is attacked on both sides.

Jiang Quanyi reined in his shocked mind and ordered sharply, "The defenders of the East and West Gates quickly moved closer to the City God Temple in the center of the city, and with the pre-set fortifications, they blocked the enemy ......from the direction of the South Gate. ”

This order surprised the people around Jiang Quanyi, and they all admonished: "...... General, the south gate was breached overnight, although the north gate was able to resist the strong enemy, but also suffered heavy casualties, as long as the enemy came to attack as much as at night, it is likely that the north gate could not be defended. At that time, the enemy will attack from the north and the south...... Even if our army wants to break through, it is impossible to ......! ”

Jiang Quanyi sat down slowly, he looked in the direction of the south gate, and said leisurely: "I want to go...... I won't stop it, and I won't force those who are willing to stay...... Jiang has fought a lot of defeats in the past few years, and he should have died, but unfortunately, the people are there, the city is broken, the enemy army will go south, Huai'an and Yangzhou will fall, and the situation will be eroded again...... Lord Wang, can the Northern Expedition still succeed? ”

In the end, Jiang Quanyi's face was already in tears, which also caused a sigh on the side.

The end of the hero is the most tragic.

In many cases, it is not difficult to die, but it is difficult to live with hope.

In fact, it is not difficult to sacrifice one's life for righteousness, the difficulty is to convince oneself that it is meaningful to die.

Jiang Quanyi gave the meaning of death, Haizhou City cannot be lost, if it is lost, Huai'an is not guaranteed, Huai'an is not guaranteed, and Yangzhou is even more difficult to protect.