If the other 10,000 Jianyang Guards left in Taiping Mansion after adjusting Xia Wanchun, it would be far from quenching the thirst of the near.

In fact, Wu Zheng also knew that neither Yizhen nor Dantu would insist that Jianyang Wei of Taiping Mansion would come to help.

It was difficult to ride a tiger, and Wu Zheng had to grit his teeth and make up his mind to launch a strong attack on the city wall.

But Wu Zheng's heart was dripping blood, so he let the cavalry dismount and act as infantry to attack the city, which ...... Let Wu Zheng want to hit his head on the ground.

Two thousand men were drawn from three thousand recruits to join the siege ranks.

Build a musket emplacement one hundred and fifty paces from the city wall and suppress the archers on the wall.

Then set aside a thousand horsemen to maneuver, so that the pre-war preparations were completed.

But at this time, the foreign musketeers quit, and they asked Wu Zheng for a theory, because the cruelty of this battle had far exceeded Wu Zheng's previous promise to them - it was too dangerous.

Wu Zheng was kind enough to appease him at this time, but he didn't use it.

The remuneration could only be increased again, and as a result of the negotiations, the foreign soldiers finally agreed to stop at the musket position, and if the Ming army lost, they would surrender to the Qing army.

Wu Zheng could only agree, and now he had to rely on the fire cover of this musket team.

However, the uproar of the foreign soldiers really aroused the indignation of the Ming soldiers, you know, their annual salary is less than one-tenth of that of these foreign soldiers.

And the most dangerous first attack on the city, but it was done by itself.

This indignation is actually a kind of power.

It was in this haste that the siege began.

Wu Zheng finally took out the flowering bombs that he had been reluctant to use, and bombarded the city wall repeatedly with the only nine remaining cannons.

In Wu Zheng's words when he was mobilizing for combat at that time, this day is over, and Zhenjiang City cannot be defeated, so they will go home to farm and raise their children, sit back and watch the mountains and rivers fall, and become slaves of the country. Because he didn't have the face to see the souls of the 30,000 soldiers who served as bait and blockade for themselves.

In addition to the recruits, these 5,000 soldiers can be called Wu Zheng's descendants, and many of them follow Wu Zheng from Lianghu and Pinggang Mountain.

They listened silently until Wu Zheng gave an order, and they marched towards the city wall in twelve columns.

And the city gate, which was desperately fought for three days ago, has been abandoned by the Ming army at this time.

Looking at the figure of the Ming army rushing away, Wu Zheng had tears in his eyes, and he understood that at this time, life and death really had to be their own destiny.

Holding firearms in hand, but having to fight a battle of cold weapons, this kind of unwillingness made Wu Zheng extremely uncomfortable.

In an instant, the defenders of the city had begun to block it.

There were constantly Ming soldiers who were shot by arrows and fell, and the fall of each figure made Wu Zheng's heart ache until he was numb in pain.

This is still the result of flowering shells covering the city wall, otherwise, the casualties will be greater, the distance of one hundred and fifty steps is actually not long, and the time spent is not much, but this is the distance of life and death in one step.

In the blink of an eye, the Ming army had reached the city wall and began to erect a ladder, and the soldiers bravely climbed the ladder to climb the wall.

But the killing had just begun, and countless rolling stones, rolling wood, and fire oil rained down, and the screams of the soldiers before they died were overwhelming.

Wu Zheng opened his eyes vigorously and forced himself not to bow his head.

But the tears in his eyes had already fallen.

"Fire! Why not fire? Why not shoot? Wu Zheng roared.

In fact, the sound of artillery and gunfire has not stopped, but no matter how dense the artillery fire is, it cannot completely wipe out the defenders on the city wall, after all, people are alive, but artillery fire is a dead thing, and people always have a way to live.

And the nine artillery pieces really couldn't cover the entire battlefield, and the arrival of the Ming soldiers also made the artillery dare not continue to shoot.

This afternoon is undoubtedly the longest afternoon in Wu Zheng's life, from beginning to end, watching the soldiers be killed and injured one by one, which is a kind of torment in itself.

In fact, it was not only Wu Zheng who suffered, but the Qing army was even better.

They also could not have predicted the sharp weapons of this Ming army.

Most of the original equipment and troops defending the city were destroyed in the endless artillery bombardment of the Ming army, and even the four artillery pieces deployed at the head of the south gate were also destroyed by the Ming army.

What made them even more unbearable was that the suppression of the archers by the guns under the city, and the archers of the Qing army suffered heavy casualties, but Wu Zheng, who was standing under the city, could not see all this.

The Qing army is also at the end of its strong crossbows.

The battle continues, and the killing continues.

As the sun set, the entire battlefield was dyed yellow, and the coagulated blood turned dark, showing that the blood that had just been sprayed was so red.

Wu Zheng had already sent the last thousand cavalry.

A thousand recruits from the original musket position also volunteered to go up.

Because if it weren't for this, Wu Zheng would no longer be able to organize the number of people in this last round of attacks.

Wu Zheng was already numb, and he was mechanically directing.

Accustomed to the death of the enemy, this is the first time I have seen such a large number of my own people, dying in batches.

When I saw a Ming soldier on the city wall holding the enemy's neck and falling off the city wall on his back.

Wu Zheng finally couldn't bear the pressure in his heart and collapsed, he wanted to shout "withdraw", pull the army back, and leave some seeds for the cavalry.

But his throat was dry and hoarse, and he couldn't make a sound.

At this time, there was a cheer on the city wall, and the Ming army captured the city wall.

As soon as man thinks, God laughs.

God always likes to toss human beings, and always comes to a complete reversal by surprise.

Under the great sorrow and joy, Wu Zheng fainted and fell to the ground like a piece of wood, causing a burst of exclamations around him.

……。

Wu Zheng really didn't know, it wasn't that the Ming army was low, and it wasn't that the Qing army was strong.

In fact, the defenders of the city were even more miserable than the Ming army.

The Ming army's bullets and muskets were too lethal to the Qing army, and the Qing army had no way to deal with these sharp weapons.

The main general of the Qing army in the city, Gushan Ezhen Yechen, almost transferred the entire city's troops, except for the east and west gates, there are still 200 troops to make a show, and the north gate is already an empty gate.

When Wu Zheng gathered the last trace of strength and launched the last attack, the Qing army on the city wall at that time was less than 2,000 people.

The Ming army didn't know that every time they attacked the city, the Qing army actually dragged the corpses of the Qing army on the city wall to the city to confuse the Ming army.

That is, the last offensive of the Ming army began, and victory was already sealed.

In this battle, the Ming army suffered more than 4,500 casualties (including new soldiers), of which more than 3,200 were killed in battle, more than 1,000 were wounded, and more than half were disabled and could not return to the battlefield.

The casualties were so huge that the entire cavalry was disabled.

The casualties of the Qing army were even greater, more than 10,000 defenders, and when they finally collapsed, they were taken away by the remnants of less than 1,000 people when they fled from the north gate by Gushan Ezhen Yechen.

In other words, more than 10,000 Qing troops died on the walls of the South Gate.

Later, these corpses were found by the Ming army in the city, which confirmed the fact that the main force of the Zhenjiang garrison was indeed annihilated by themselves.

At this time, the roar of the soldiers resounded throughout the city.