The Ming army and the Qing army artillery bombarded each other, and for a time the bombers turned on their backs.

The Ming army was very embarrassed, but the Qing army was not much better.

Originally, it was very difficult to attack the city at night, and it had to brave the artillery fire of the Ming army.

It's just that since Ji Xiha has already made a plan, he naturally won't change it easily.

After a day's evaluation, he believed that the Ming army was on the verge of collapse, and the night attack was the last straw that crushed the Ming army.

The Qing army learned the lesson of attacking the city during the day, and spread out as much as possible, so as not to be bombarded by the Ming army.

And since the moats had been almost filled during the siege during the day, they didn't have to bother filling them this time.

"Come, whoever is the first to climb the city should be remembered for the first merit and rewarded with five thousand taels of silver."

Jishiha had raised the bounty to five thousand taels in order to stimulate the soldiers' desire to siege the city as much as possible.

After all, coercion alone cannot last, and the combination of grace and power is the right way.

The Qing soldiers braved artillery fire to cross the filled moat and put the ladder on the city wall.

Compared with the day, the Ming army's defense materials are extremely short at present, and only a small part of stone and wood are left.

However, it was time to fight for their lives, and the soldiers of the Ming army also tightened their strings and made use of everything they could use.

"Dog Tartar, disturb Lao Tzu's dream, Lao Tzu will stone you to death!"

He Shuangli picked up a stone and smashed it down.

A Qing soldier who climbed up the ladder was also unlucky, he couldn't see the situation above clearly when it was dark, and he couldn't dodge it at all after the stone fell down, and his head was smashed directly.

The Qing soldiers below were also swept to the end like the hawthorn on the sugar gourd, falling to the ground and screaming.

But at the same time, more Qing soldiers climbed up the ladder to the top of the city.

Under the cover of night, the Qing army's crowd tactics seemed to have worked, and the Ming army was unable to defend itself, so they could only be forced to engage in a white-knuckle battle with the Qing army at the head of the city.

Wang Er Mazi had made similar preparations before, so he didn't have too much stage fright when he really faced a fierce battle.

Although he is unable to move, he is still passionately directing the soldiers to fight.

As for Li Shishi and Gan Hui, they took on more responsibility.

"Kill the captives and serve the country, and fight with the Tartars!"

"Swear to defend Jiaozhou!"

At this moment, the Ming army could not retreat a single step, and if the outer city could not hold it, even if it retreated into the water city, it would be easy to be chased and killed by the Qing army.

Therefore, it is necessary to drive this first wave of Qing troops out of the city, so that they can have a chance to evacuate.

People's survival instinct played a full role at this moment, whether it was the Laizhou Righteous Army, the Tiger Ben Army and the Zheng Family Army, they all exerted all their strength and threw themselves into the fierce battle without reservation.

Even the militia raised their weapons and fought hard.

Although they had no experience in fighting at all, they followed the soldiers and played a big role.

In the chaotic battle at night, the Qing soldiers could not distinguish which were the main forces of the Ming army and which were the militia, but felt that the number of Ming troops in Jiaozhou City was much more than they imagined.

According to this ratio, they are only two to three times the number of each other.

Although the advantage was still great, they did not achieve an overwhelming advantage in the first wave of the city.

The sound of shouting and scolding in the night and the sound of ping pong with the clashing of blades are mixed together, which makes people feel very harsh.

The moment the skin was slashed by the sword, the blood splattered out and stained the cheeks red, which further aroused the bloodthirsty nature of human animals.

"Death to the dogs!"

He Shuangli's knife had already cut the gap, and he slashed at the neck of a Qing soldier, but when he wanted to pull out the knife, he found that the blade was stuck in the bone, so he could only retreat backwards.

"Old Hetou, go on!"

He Shuangli looked behind him and saw that it was his good brother Chen Qi, and his heart couldn't help but feel warm.

Chen Qi threw a spear over, and He Shuangli stepped forward without hesitation to catch the spear.

Hehe, this thing works better than a knife.

"Thank you, brother."

He Shuangli thanked his ministers, then rounded his spear and swept towards the Qing soldiers in front of him.

He is very fond of using spears, and the spears in his hands are dancing like tigers.

With this hard sweep, more than a dozen Qing soldiers were swept down the city by him, and the advantage of the length of the spear was brought into full play.

Those vigorous Qing soldiers couldn't get close to He Shuangli's body at all, only He Shuangli beat them, and there was no possibility for them to beat He Shuangli.

"Death to the dogs!"

He Shuangli changed the sweep to a thorn, and poked several blood holes in the stomachs of the Qing soldiers.

Blood flowed down the wound, and the Qing soldiers in pain clutched their stomachs and cried for their fathers and mothers.

"Dog thing, the king of Hades told you to die in the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch!"

He Shuangli finally gained momentum, and naturally pursued the victory.

He found that the spear was surprisingly useful in the city, not only because it was very powerful, but also because it could make up for the small number of soldiers in the Ming army.

"Tell the brethren to change guys!"

The experience of fighting is often accumulated slowly.

Fortunately, it was not too late for the Ming army to find out.

In fact, this is also a weapon asymmetry for the Qing army.

After all, in order to climb the city, the Qing army could only equip the soldiers with a horizontal knife at most, which still had to bite the handle of the horizontal knife in the mouth, so as to free up their hands to grab the ladder.

In this way, if the Ming army used a spear, it could form a great suppression of the Qing army.

The soldiers of the Ming army woke up like a dream, yes, why did they take knives to fight with the Qing army?

They dropped their swords and replaced their spears, formed a simple phalanx, and stabbed at the Qing soldiers together.

"Enter!"

"Ahh

A scream came one after another, and the crying father and mother of the Qing soldiers who were stabbed instinctively retreated.

As a result, the Qing soldiers who had just climbed up in the back row were squeezed down by their companions and fell to their deaths.

The soldiers of the Ming army fought for every inch of land, and did not give the Qing soldiers a chance to gain a foothold.

"Go again!"

Space is the most important thing in the city, and nothing can be done without space.

The space of the Qing army has been compressed step by step, and there is no way to retreat.

Led by a centurion, the Qing soldiers began a ferocious counterattack.

"Don't be afraid to rush up, the thief is already at the end of the crossbow!"

Although the spear is powerful, it is very heavy, and it takes a lot of physical effort to use it for a long time.

Some of the officers and men of the Ming army have already shown signs of exhaustion.

The centurion saw this, so he called on the Qing soldiers to charge into battle. As long as the Ming army's formation is scattered, their opportunity will come.

Seeing this, He Shuangli scolded: "Grandma is a bear, the dog Tartar is rushing to send them to death, and the brothers will give them a ride." ”

Although he was already very tired, he still squeezed out all his strength and stabbed a shot.

Seeing this, the rest of the soldiers followed suit.

At this time, it depends on one breath, and this breath must not be discharged!

"Kill!"

"Drive the Tartars out of town!"

"Thorn!"

In the chaotic roar, the Ming army was united.

They had only one purpose, which was to drive the Qing army from the city at night!

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