At this time, the infantry of the peasant army had approached the city wall, and the soldiers of the new army in the city had already loaded their bullets, waiting for the commander's order.

"The enemy is one hundred and fifty meters away, can you shoot, please instruct." The battalion commanders came to report.

"Wait, wait for the enemy to come within a hundred meters." He Guoming calmly commanded.

"A hundred meters away, can you shoot."

"Fire." Seeing that the peasant army had rushed within a distance of 100 meters, He Guoming gave the order to open fire.

The sound of the new muskets, unique to the new army, suddenly overshadowed the shouts of the peasant army's charge, and the peasant army that was charging suddenly fell in large pieces.

Although the wall of the Tiger Prison Pass was narrow and could only accommodate four or five hundred people to shoot at the same time, in this way, the three-stage type became a five-stage type of shooting, and the firing speed of the new army was greatly increased, and the continuous gunfire was like a large firecracker, taking the lives of the peasant army soldiers one after another.

Within fifty meters, the peasant army had already fallen more than a thousand people, but they had not even touched the city walls.

As soon as Li Yan heard the sound of muskets, his face changed, and he secretly thought that it was broken, and the new army muskets began to exert their might! Although he had not seen the actual battles of the New Army, he had also studied the tactics of the New Army in hearsay, and the tactics of the New Army were generally to open the way with artillery, and then the muskets were fired, and intensive shooting was the best means of dealing with a dense charge, and if it was not stopped, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"It's not good, King Chuang, the firearms of the Ming army are too powerful, let's let the troops tear them down first." Li Yan said urgently.

"What are you afraid of, it's not like we haven't seen the Ming army's firearms before, as long as we rush over, won't it be over? Now that victory is in sight, is Li Gongzi disturbing the morale of the army? Liu Zongmin frowned coldly.

As he spoke, the peasant army besieging the city had already suffered more than 2,000 casualties, and the rest of the people began to hesitate, fighting is most afraid of such a scene, you don't even look at the enemy's face but die inexplicably, and everyone is aggrieved. Although Li Zicheng's military discipline was still strict, the fear and irritability of the soldiers had already begun to permeate. The speed at which many people charged also slowed down, as if the slower they ran, the farther away from death.

But it backfired, and the slower the person moved, the easier it was to hit the target, and the soldiers of the New Army still fired methodically, reloaded, and fired again without interruption.

Bai Wang, the general who commanded the siege, also saw that the battle situation was unfavorable, and hurriedly sent someone to Li Zicheng for help, asking for help.

"King Chuang, don't hesitate any longer, if the troops can't be withdrawn, then concentrate your forces and break through the fire blockade of the Ming army in one fell swoop, although there are casualties, as long as you climb the city wall and fight the enemy in close combat, with the number of our army, you can fall in one fell swoop." Li Yan saw that Li Zicheng was still hesitant and urged.

"It's okay, Zong Min, you bring 10,000 people to help Bai Wang, and I will give you another 1,000 firefighters, and you will definitely break the city in one fell swoop!" Li Zicheng immediately decided.

The peasant army fought for a long time, although the conditions were not good, but over the years, they also learned a lot of experience from the Ming army, and built a 2,000-strong shotgun team.

After Liu Zongmin received the order, he immediately went to the battlefield with 10,000 soldiers and horses and 1,000 shotgun teams from his headquarters. The besieging army of Bai Wangbu, who was originally hesitant, saw that reinforcements had arrived, and the shotgun team, which was valued by King Chuang, suddenly came to their senses, and one by one they shouted as if they had been beaten and launched a fierce charge.

After the 1,000 shotguns of the peasant army joined the battle, the situation on the battlefield changed subtly. He Guoming didn't notice the enemy shotgunners at first, he was just busy directing the troops to shoot, and at first a few people were hit by stray bullets and did not attract everyone's attention, until more than a dozen soldiers were hit by bullets, he found the clue, and was immediately startled: This group of dirt buns actually has a musket team?

Is this worth it? If the other party is allowed to attack like this, it will not be easy to do.

While trying to figure out a way, several more soldiers were hit, casualties were unknown, and a slight riot began in the ranks. As soon as the peasant army saw that this trick worked, they hurriedly intensified their efforts to attack the city, and many people had already arrived at the city and began to busily set up ladders.

He Guoming was unmoved, just carefully observing the enemy's situation, and suddenly he caught a flaw: the enemy's musketeers were gathered together!

"Pass my order, a battalion will aim at the enemy's musket team to fight, leave the others alone, and destroy the musket team first!" He Guoming ordered decisively.

Crackling, the well-trained soldiers of the New Army began to adjust their guns and began to fire at the Peasant Army's shotgun team.

The range of the shotgun was about 100 meters, and the new army could not retreat on the city walls, so the range advantage of the weapons of both sides canceled each other out, and the rate of fire and the quality of the gunners could only be compared.

At first, the soldiers of the new army only scattered indiscriminately, but after finding the target, the gap between the two sides began to show, whether in terms of rate of fire or the overall quality of the soldiers, the peasant army was not half a point behind. After a round of fire, only a few dozen of the 500 soldiers of the first battalion were killed or wounded, while the peasants suffered more than 200 casualties at once.

Before the peasant army could get good guns and ammunition, another round of shooting from the new army came, and more than 100 people fell, and in a few rounds, half of the 1,000-man shotgun team suffered casualties, and the new army only suffered forty or fifty casualties, most of them were slightly wounded. This is also due to the fact that the new army relied on effective bunkers such as battlements, while the peasant army fought in the open air.

Liu Zongmin gritted his teeth and watched the shotgun team fall in pieces under the blow of the new army, if this team was wiped out, no matter how good the relationship between him and Li Zicheng was, it would be useless, and if he didn't die, he would be cut off from his military power.

Fortunately, at this time, the vanguard of the peasant army had erected more than a dozen ladders and began to climb the city wall, so he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ordered the musket team to withdraw from the battle and rest after the battle.

He Guoming's pressure was not small, although the combat effectiveness of the peasant army musket team was not high, but with their interference, his group of recruits who went to the battlefield for the first time were also a little chaotic, losing nearly 100 people! And bought time for the siege of the city by their large forces.

Seeing that the soldiers of the peasant army began to swarm up along the ladder, and the peasant army under the city was also accumulating more and more, He Guoming showed a cruel smile.

"Grenades ready to be thrown!"

The veterans in the new army formation, who were already a little nervous, immediately reacted, took out a grenade and pulled the pull ring, and waited nervously.

"Little ones, throw all the good things in your hands to Lao Tzu, and let these buns taste it." He Guoming shouted.

Whoosh, the peasant soldiers who were climbing down the ladder looked up to see that countless pieces of iron emitting white smoke were pouring out of the city wall like raindrops and falling into the group of comrades at their feet.

Before he could react, a continuous huge explosion sound came from below, and the huge shock wave suddenly annihilated his body, and the lower half of his body was blown to pieces along with the ladder.

Since many peasant soldiers gathered under the city walls and waited to climb the ladder, the grenade bombardment worked surprisingly well, and some were even hit by three grenades at the same time!

Countless people were blown to pieces, and the soldiers who had not yet rushed to the city wall still rushed forward according to their inertia, and then another wave of grenades was thrown down, and after the explosion, there were no more standing creatures within ten meters of the base of the wall! It is estimated that just two hand-blown grenades killed and injured 2,000 people!

Under the city wall, in addition to the broken corpses, the seriously wounded with severed limbs and arms were wailing, and the peasant army behind finally reacted, not daring to move forward, trembling and retreating.

In fact, although the power of the grenade is amazing, compared to the number of large troops, the losses are still a few, and there are still about 10,000 troops still on the way to attack the city.

Liu Zongmin glared at his red eyes and roared: "Don't withdraw, those who violate the order will be killed!" White wolf, you immediately lead the pro-army team to attack, no matter what, you must take the Tiger Prison Pass! Watch out for the Ming army's Dragon King Cannon. ”

"Yes, General!" A large, gray-haired man nodded.

Liu Zongmin is worthy of being the No. 1 general of the peasant army, although he is not as good as those famous figures in history, he has always led the troops for many years, and knows that although the grenades of the new army are powerful, they cannot reach far, and the reaction is slow, and the number is definitely not too much, as long as they rush forward at an absolute speed, they can offset the enemy's firepower superiority.

"Come on, move all the ladders up to support General Liu, don't stay. The musketeers are back in battle, be careful not to expose their targets, and provide cover for the siege troops! Li Zicheng also reacted quickly.

"King Chuang, the shotgun team must no longer use a dense formation!" Li Yan reminded.

"Ah, you almost forgot if you didn't say it. The musketeers come forward to take cover! We must make sure that General Liu is safe. Li Zicheng saw that Liu Zongmin was also going to charge, so he hurriedly ordered.

The peasant army has developed to the current scale and is still quite capable, and it can be seen from the quick decisions of Li Zicheng and Liu Zongmin that they are by no means in vain.

As soon as Liu Zongmin's personal troops and shotgun teams went into battle, the large army of the peasant army regained its footing, and under the coercion of these brave personal soldiers, the crowd of people rushed to the city wall again. This time, Li Zicheng took out all the ladders, there were hundreds, and sent the general Zhang Nai to lead 5,000 people from his headquarters to participate in the attack, which was bound to win!

He Guoming looked at the peasant army surging like a tide and frowned, this offensive was not easy to handle, but he didn't expect that the previous offensive did not scare these people, it seemed that he underestimated the enemy. Forget it, anyway, the big marshal means to delay time, and withdraw after a battle.

"Ready to retreat?"

"Report to the head of the regiment, everything is ready, and the mines are all planted!" A pro-soldier said.

"Okay, herald, one last attack, pay attention, after the grenade is thrown, immediately exit the customs and retreat."

The large forces of the 4th Regiment had already begun to withdraw from the Tiger Prison Pass along the mountain road, leaving only the first battalion on the city wall.

After several volleys, the peasant army finally reached the city wall again at the cost of more than 1,000 dead and wounded, and countless soldiers began to climb the wall by ladder.

"It's all there, three grenades per person, the first one blows up the ladder below, and the remaining two are thrown freely to buy time for the retreat." He Guoming calmly gave the order.

All the Forces nouvelles soldiers fired a final salvo, opening the safety cover of the grenade in their hands.

"Ready, pull the fire!"

"One, two, three, throw!" A battlefield observer saw that the peasant soldiers were about to climb to the top of the city, and decisively gave the order.

The new army repeated its old tricks, and in an instant, hundreds of grenades emitting white smoke came down the city wall, and immediately set off a bloody storm under the wall! Countless peasant soldiers and ladders were blown to pieces.

Before he could react, two more grenades rained down on the peasant army below who were hiding in all directions with the call of death.

The destructive power of more than a thousand grenades in a short period of time was undoubtedly shocking. From a distance of thirty or forty meters beyond the base of the wall, a vacuum was again formed, and the ground was littered with the corpses of peasant soldiers and broken ladders.