The Qing Junpo had to explain that the army's switch to spears changed the situation to a great extent.

The Qing soldiers began to cower after hundreds of deaths, and this was exactly what the Ming army wanted to see.

Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

The same is true on the battlefield.

Wang Er Mazi was very excited, and the soldiers regained control of the situation and drove the Tartars out of the city!

Gan Hui and Li Shishi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, the night attack was a test for both sides, but the pressure on the besieging side was greater.

It can only show that the army has better adapted to the environment and has ended up with the opponent in the simplest way.

After a fierce battle, the Ming army suffered heavy losses.

According to preliminary statistics, nearly 1,000 soldiers were killed in the battle alone, and the number of wounded soldiers was even several thousand.

This was not good news for the Ming army, which had less than 30,000 soldiers.

Although the Qing army also suffered heavy losses, it was completely possible to send a new group of green battalion soldiers to continue the siege, and the Ming army could still only use these people.

There is no rotation, so you can only fight to the death!

Wang Er Mazi was very self-blaming in his heart at the moment, if it weren't for his arrogance, maybe these casualties would not have happened.

"I don't know when Big Brother Yu's reinforcements will arrive."

Yu Qi's reinforcements have now become the last hope of the Ming army in Jiaozhou.

If they can't wait for reinforcements, it makes no sense for them to hold on for a long time, because it is only a matter of time before the Qing army breaks through the city.

"General Wang, don't be presumptuous, after all, you didn't expect so many people to come to the Tartars at that time."

Li Shishi comforted with kind words.

He was really scared today, in case Wang Er Mazi had a bad day, then the command of tens of thousands of soldiers in this city would be a big problem. After all, he and Gan Hui are foreign monks, and they can't speak in this temple in Jiaozhou.

"I think about it, three days, if the reinforcements don't arrive within three days, let's go to Dengzhou by water."

Wang Er Mazi sighed, and finally accepted his fate.

No way, this is not only about his life, but also about the lives of thousands of soldiers.

If the sacrifice of the soldiers is meaningful, then of course it is.

But if it is a senseless sacrifice, then Wang Er Mazi must not accept it.

Now it seems that Jiaozhou is very difficult to hold, so why not retain the living force and carry out a large-scale transfer.

The ancients said well, the green mountains left are not afraid of no firewood.

As long as there are people, there is hope.

The uprising in Denglai had largely awakened the minds of the people to fight, and that was enough.

Do you really expect to rely on Denglai to fight the entire Manchu Qing Dynasty on his own?

Besides, isn't there still a court? The Tartars that the Son of Heaven fought in the south fell into the water, and it was only a matter of time before the south of the Yangtze River was recovered. At that time, as long as they cooperate with the Northern Expedition of the Son of Heaven, the lost city can still be recaptured.

Thinking about this clearly, the unwillingness in Wang Ermazi's heart faded a lot.

"Good brother, it's good if you want to understand."

Gan Hui nodded and breathed a long sigh of relief.

He shouldn't have said this, it was naturally good for Wang Er Mazi to be able to figure it out by himself.

After all, talent is the most critical, and there is no reason for these hot-blooded men to die in this lonely city.

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Three days later, Wang Er Mazi still couldn't wait for reinforcements from Yu Qi.

This can't be blamed on Yu Qi, they got the news too late, and by the time Wang Er Mazi sent a messenger to Dengzhou to ask for help, Ji Xiha was already going to overwhelm the border.

Although Denglai is next to each other, it takes several days to come and go.

Not to mention the need to prepare food and grass for the army.

It's not as simple as moving your mouth.

Of course, Wang Er Mazi did not complain about Yu Qi.

He had great respect for him, and he believed that so did the brothers.

Take 10,000 steps back, if Yu Qi hadn't taken the lead in killing the prefect of Dengzhou and made an incident in Qixia Mountain, he would not have dared to respond to the incident in Laizhou.

It can only be said that Yu Qicheng fulfilled him.

Wang Er Mazi gradually transferred the army and the people in the city to the water city according to Gan Hui's suggestion.

Shuicheng is directly connected to Jiaozhou Bay, and there are enough ships in the bay, and all kinds of ships together are enough to transfer all the soldiers and civilians.

It is impossible for Wang Er Mazi to let go of the people.

First, these people participated in the battle to defend the city, and they have long become their own people.

Second, Wang Er Mazi was worried that after the Tartars broke the city, they would slaughter the city to vent their anger.

If so, wouldn't he have become a sinner through the ages?

The soldiers in charge of the rear of the palace were the hardest, not only did they have to deal with the offensive of the Qing army, but they could also withdraw to the water city at any time, jump on the boat and transfer.

If you act slowly, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Of course, someone has to do it.

Li Shishi chose to stand up in times of crisis.

First, the Tiger Ben Army has rich combat experience and the sharpest firearms, so even if the situation is not good, it can rely on long-distance fire to delay time.

Anyway, as long as the Qing army retreats into the water city before the overall siege of the city.

Li Shishi's thinking is very clear, and he will never fight with the Tartars.

Come on, let the horses come!

Lao Tzu left you an empty city, and even moved all the food for you, how can you bear me?

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The expression on Jishiha's face was extremely complicated.

In a fierce battle, the Qing army suffered heavy losses.

Fear was written on the faces of the soldiers.

Is the Ming army really so terrible?

Zishiha didn't think so.

It must be that these soldiers are not skilled, so they were beaten violently by the Ming army.

The quality is not enough, the quantity is to make up.

Zishiha decided to change the Green Battalion and continue the charge.

It's just that Zishiha noticed a very strange scene.

The number of Ming troops in the city was much smaller.

Didn't you die in the fierce battle last night?

As soon as the thought came to him, he shook his head.

It shouldn't be.

It stands to reason that although the army suffered casualties, it was impossible for such a large proportion.

Judging from the current situation, the number of remaining Ming troops is less than 20% at most.

Isn't it a Ming military plan to lure Jixiha to send the main force to fight?

Thinking about it, Ji Xiha felt that there was only this possibility left. After all, the Ming army is cunning and is likely to play with these bells and whistles.

Call!

Jishiha let out a long breath.

The weather was a little cold in the early morning, and the salty sea breeze was as uncomfortable as a knife on the face.

Ji Xiha rubbed his palms together, thinking about his next step.

Do you want to pour out the main force?

What if it was deliberately lured by the Ming army?

Isn't he tricked then?

Obviously, Jiaozhou can be won at the minimum cost by grinding, so why do you have to fill it with human lives in a short time.

Jishiha was very entangled.

There were two voices in his heart, and he hesitated for a long time to make a decision.

"The master can't see the thief in the city anymore!"

After being reminded by his own soldiers, Ji Xiha woke up like a dream.

Oh no, it's a trick!

It turns out that the Ming thieves are gradually retreating, no wonder there are fewer and fewer Ming troops in the city. What he saw just now should be the last batch of the queen of the palace!

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