Under the cover of artillery fire, the Ming army had already rushed to the gate of the Qing army's village.

Compared with the city gate, the walled gate is much lower and fragile.

The Ming army tried to throw grenades directly into the Qing army's stockade, but the effect was surprisingly good.

Not long after the artillery fire stopped, the Qing soldiers could finally catch their breath, who would have thought that several grenades would come and blow them up.

The Qing soldiers stood very densely, so the power of the grenade was maximized.

Before Zhang Tieniu could figure out what was going on, he was blown up.

It was good that he was not in the central area of the explosion and did not suffer too many injuries, only scratched his skin.

For a time, the Qing army was blown up by grenades, and the original deployment was all messed up.

"Resist, give it to Lao Tzu! Throwing stones, what are you doing in a daze? ”

Under the command of the generals of the Qing army, the soldiers woke up like a dream.

They all picked up the rocks and threw them down.

The Ming soldiers were thrown down by rocks in the process of climbing upwards, and casualties gradually appeared.

However, they did not stop, but launched one offensive after another.

Zhang Tieniu had never seen such a swift offensive, it was like a tide, wave after wave.

Mom, can this really stand up?

But as the generals said, if you can't stand it, you have to have a hard top.

If you really let the Ming army enter the village, none of them want to live.

"Kill the thief!"

Stones, wooden stakes, and the Qing soldiers picked up something and smashed it downward, which to a certain extent really stopped the speed of the Ming army's upward climb.

But every time a soldier in the Ming army fell, there was always one person who quickly filled the vacancy.

The willpower of this Ming army is too tenacious, it's just an iron man.

They don't seem to feel fear at all, it's terrible.

Zhang Tieniu only felt that his back was cold, and a fear of being dominated arose spontaneously.

"What are you doing in a daze, pouring gold juice."

The Qing army had already prepared the gold juice in advance, and at this moment, the boiling gold juice was poured down, and a foul smell came to the nostrils.

This trick does have some effect, and even the most perfect armor can't wrap around every skin around the body.

The hot gold juice was poured on the body, and the stinging sensation made the pores open.

"Shhh

Seeing this, Li Shishi gasped.

Although the golden juice was not poured on him, it was also very painful in his eyes.

These are the soldiers he brought out with his own hands.

But there is no way, there are always sacrifices in war.

He could only minimize the sacrifice as much as possible.

Since the attack is on the camp, there is no need to use the coffin to blow up the city.

As long as you send enough troops, you can storm overwhelmingly from the front.

"Keep attacking and don't stop, the Tartars won't be able to hold on!"

At this time, it is a breath.

Whoever gets discouraged first is the losing side.

After so many battles, Li Shishi has become more and more aware of the importance of the word brave.

If there is no bravery, no matter how much trickery there is, there is no possibility of achieving it.

The stones of the Qing army fell like a landslide, and the gold juice was like a flood that had been discharged.

But the Ming army did not flinch, and still struggled to climb up.

Gradually, Ming soldiers appeared at the head of the village.

Although they were greeted by enemy troops more than ten times their size, they still resolutely drew their swords and fought.

"Kill the Tartars!"

"Kill all these two Tartars!"

"Brothers, the time has come to kill the captives and repay the country!"

Zhao Xiaotang stabbed a Qing soldier in the neck with a knife, watching the blood gush out of the wound.

The Qing soldier was about the same age as Zhao Xiaotang, and he was also in his twenties.

He was completely helpless in the face of death, and did not know what to do.

He tried to pull the knife out, but it was apparently in vain.

Zhao Xiaotang sneered and kicked him in the chest.

The soldier fell to the ground like a plank with a muffled thud.

"Kill!"

More and more Ming soldiers climbed the head of the village and fought with the Qing soldiers.

Although they were still clearly behind in absolute numbers, it did not give them any sense of fear.

Because they trusted their robes and their companions, they knew that as long as they withstood the first wave, they would have a steady stream of companions to support them.

They are a whole, they are the Tiger Army!

It is not easy to cultivate this kind of absolute trust, and it took a year and dozens of battles to create an atmosphere of mutual trust.

They can not hesitate to give their backs to their companions, because they know that their companions have also given their backs to themselves.

The white-knuckle battle at the head of the village was extremely fierce.

Although the Qing army did not have as many combat skills as the Ming army, it won because of its large number of people.

They attempted to use their numerical superiority to overwhelm the Ming army and regain absolute control of the fortress.

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and then many soldiers were blown away.

It turned out that a Ming soldier threw the last grenade on his body towards the dense crowd.

In fact, this is done to be dangerous.

Because the space at the head of the village is too small, and the power of the grenade is too great, it is likely to injure yourself by mistake.

But the soldiers of the Ming army didn't think about it so much, he just wanted to help the robes take control of the village as soon as possible.

The tremendous power of the explosion blew many Qing soldiers away, and the fragments pierced into the skin, making people let out heart-piercing pain.

Although the explosion site was closer to the Qing army, the Ming soldiers were also scratched by some fragments, but the pain was still bearable.

"The thief raised by the son of a bitch, use this trick again!"

Zhang Tieniu really didn't expect that the Ming army would dare to throw grenades in such a dense village. This is really not afraid of death.

I have to say that this trick is indeed effective, and the Qing army did not continuously put pressure on the Ming army in a panic, which increased the number of Ming troops who climbed to the head of the village.

Zhang Tieniu's heart is not good, and if this continues, the numerical advantage of the Qing army will gradually disappear.

If there were almost the same number of two sides, Zhang Tieniu didn't think that the Qing army had any chance of winning.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Tieniu instinctively wanted to run away.

Although the glory and wealth are very attractive, you have to have that life to spend it.

Now the situation is a little chaotic, and no one will notice that an ordinary soldier is missing.

After a while, the situation is completely out of control, and then it will be too late to leave.

After Zhang Tieniu thought about it, he shouted to kill the thief while sneaking away.

He doesn't run fast, so he doesn't attract people's attention.

It didn't take long for him to touch the trail in Xiazhai.

"Whew!"

Zhang Tieniu took a long breath and quickly got off the stockade.

The village was already in a mess, and there was fire everywhere.

The soldiers scurried around like headless flies.

Zhang Tieniu said in his heart, if he doesn't run at this time, when will he stay?

The battle seemed to be won or lost, and it was only a matter of time before the Qing army was defeated. He doesn't want to stay with him!

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