It has to be said that the strategy of dividing the troops of the Qing army has been effective.

Ji Xiha made full use of the advantage of the large number of Qing soldiers, trying to make the Ming army defending the city unskilled.

As long as one of the city gates is breached, it is equivalent to Jiaozhou City being taken.

In Zishiha's view, it was only a matter of time.

But the Ming army at the head of the city didn't think so.

Although Wang Er Mazi and his subordinates were the biggest shortcomings, Li Shishi and Zheng Jing did not criticize him.

They divided their troops as much as possible to help Wang Er Mazi defend that city wall, but the Qing army's offensive was like a tide, wave after wave.

Zheng Jing gradually felt that some of his strength was insufficient.

If only I had brought more soldiers!

It's just that there is no chance to sell regret medicine now, and all he can rely on is the six thousand warriors under his command.

The 6,000 armor soldiers brought by Zheng Jing are the elite of the elite, whether it is the use of firearms or hand-to-hand combat.

Looking at the young man who was busy on the horse road, Zheng Jing's eyes became more resolute.

Even for the sake of the people of this city, he must not slack off in the slightest.

"Prepare, firecracker!"

"Put!"

Zheng Jing gave an order, and the firecracker fired a volley.

As the Qing soldiers climbed up the ladder were shot through the chest by headshots, the death was extremely terrifying.

These Qing soldiers, who were about to climb to the top of the city, fell down like this, making a muffled sound.

They didn't make a ripple except for the dust they kicked up.

"Kill!"

Zheng Jing's eyes were already red at this moment, except for the bloody battle in Zhenjiang, he had never fought with the Qing soldiers at such a close distance.

Life and death are often just a thought, and a knee-jerk decision can change many things.

Rounds of fiery volleys were like life-seeking spells, shooting the charging soldiers into mud.

The spinning buckshot made a hole in the stomach and swirled.

Zheng Jing personally took a gun and aimed it at a green battalion soldier.

He took a deep breath and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Buckshot burst through the air and swooped into the eyes of the green battalion soldier.

A heart-rending cry followed, and the Green Battalion soldier fell out of the air like a scarecrow, convulsing in pain for a few moments before he stopped moving.

"Don't put a tartar on the city!"

Zheng Jing roared angrily.

...

...

The situation on Gan Hui's side is probably similar.

Compared with Zheng Jinglai, he has more experience in commanding troops, and the Qing troops who attack the city on this side basically have no chance.

However, Gan Hui did not take it lightly at all, and while inspecting and inspecting, he also paid great attention to the situation on Wang Ermazi's side.

Because there is an intersection between him and Wang Er Mazi's defense area, if Wang Er Mazi's side can't withstand it, Gan Hui can quickly rush to help.

Fortunately, so far, Wang Er Mazi has done well.

At this moment, an iron man suddenly came to report, saying that Zheng Jing couldn't stand it.

Gan Hui was surprised.

When distributing the defense area, Zheng Jing's armor was less equipped than Gan Hui, which was due to the fact that Gan Hui wanted to reinforce Wang Er Mazi at any time.

But Gan Hui never imagined that Zheng Jinghui would be the first one who couldn't resist it.

"Come on, hurry up and reinforce His Royal Highness."

In any case, Gan Hui must save Zheng Jing.

Even if this Jiaozhou City can't be defended, he must protect Zheng Jing to break through.

This is the eldest son of King Zhong and Zheng Chenggong.

How could the future of the Zheng family be folded in Jiaozhou like this?

Gan Hui sent a thousand men to reinforce him.

The arrival of this thousand forces instantly stabilized the situation.

Under the command of Zheng Jing, they drove down the Qing soldiers who had just ascended to the city and had not yet gained a firm foothold.

At this point, Zheng Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The situation just now was very dangerous, and it seemed that the Qing soldiers were about to seize the opportunity to gain a firm foothold.

Thanks to Uncle Gan's timely arrival, there was no catastrophe.

At this moment, Zheng Jingcai realized that war was not as simple as he imagined, and every change in detail could lead to a change in the direction of the battlefield.

After this war, he still had to ask Uncle Gan for more advice and learning.

...

...

The battle on Li Shishi's side was also fierce.

Although he had 5,000 elites under his command, the Qing soldiers also focused on this direction.

It was Li Shi who was under great pressure from beginning to end.

But he didn't complain about anything. The pressure on his side is great, and the pressure on Zheng Jing, Gan Hui, and Wang Ermazi will be relatively small.

He has a lot of trust in the strength of the Tiger Army, no matter who the opponent is, the Tiger Army will not be afraid.

The Green Battalion had killed the head of the city three times, but was driven down by the Tiger Ben Army three times.

It is worth mentioning that Li Shishi is the one who stands at the forefront in every battle.

His big knife, which looked like a strange knife, could cut off three or four green battalion soldiers with a single sweep.

This scene was so terrifying that those green battalion soldiers were so frightened that they even flew out of their and urine.

Li Shishi stood there like a killing god, quite a bit of the momentum of a husband and a wife.

The sky gradually darkened, and the Qing soldiers retreated when they saw that they could not take Jiaozhou today.

Seeing this scene, Wang Er Mazi collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Today's battle situation was something he didn't expect, and he had already used all his strength to barely hold on.

What to do tomorrow?

Fortunately, Li Shishi, Zheng Jing, and Gan Hui came in time to cheer him up, which made him a little confident.

In order to prevent the Qing army from launching a night attack, the Ming soldiers did not go down to the city tower, but stayed at the head of the city at night.

In this way, even if the Qing army attacks at night, they can respond as soon as possible.

Zheng Jing made a speech as a representative, probably to encourage the soldiers, saying that after holding Jiaozhou, they would be rewarded for meritorious deeds.

After a tiring day, the soldiers just wanted to rest.

With the exception of the sentries, all the soldiers lay down on the ground and tried to get some more sleep.

What awaits them tomorrow is a fierce battle, and it would be good to replenish a little more physical strength.

After the soldiers rested, Zheng Jing called Gan Hui, Li Shishi, and Wang Er Mazi to discuss what to do tomorrow.

After today's fierce battle, Zheng Jing has a clearer understanding of the strength of the Qing army.

"It's a shame to say that today is the son of this world who can't stand it first. If it weren't for General Gan's reinforcements, the consequences would be unimaginable. ”

Gan Hui hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness is serious, that's because the Tartars are attacking your side. ”

Li Shishi on the side didn't say anything.

In fact, his side was also attacked by the Qing army.

In the final analysis, it was Zheng Jing's lack of experience in leading troops. There is no way to do this, after all, Zheng Jing is the eldest son of Zheng Chenggong, and he is soaked in a honey pot on weekdays, so it is already good to have today's courage. Combat experience can only be accumulated slowly.

"So this prince hopes to make some adjustments to the number of garrisons in the city tomorrow."

Although Zheng Jing was a little ashamed, he still had to say this.

"I wonder what you think?"

...

...