In the night sky, the drizzle became heavier and heavier, and as all the muskets in Ying Longjun's hands were dumbfounded, countless Qing soldiers climbed through the corpses piled up at the gap and killed them in the city!

"Pikemen! Where are the pikemen, hurry up! Ji Feng yelled.

Immediately, a group of Ming soldiers armed with spears stepped forward and replaced Ying Longjun.

"Thrust!" A long group of spearmen exerted force at the same time, and the cold light of the spear was in the body of the Qing soldier in front of him.

"Close! Burst! The spear was pulled out suddenly, leaving bloody holes in the bodies of the Qing soldiers, and nearly twenty Qing soldiers fell to the ground, a scene that also played out in the other two gaps.

"Thrust!" With a shout, the spear that had just been drawn thrust forward again.

After several rounds of stabs, several Qing soldiers dodged their spears and took the opportunity to roll on the ground, slashing with steel knives in their hands. Laugh at! Laugh at! The feet of several Ming pikemen were cut, and a gap suddenly appeared, and the Qing soldiers rushed a few steps along this gap to kill the Ming army.

"Kill" The two sides start a fierce white-knuckle battle!

The dark sky, although the rain was not heavy, had already wet the bodies of the soldiers on both sides, blood mixed with rain began to flow around on the ground, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood, but in the fierce white blade, if you were not careful, you would be killed by the other party, and no one had the heart to pay attention to these.

As the torches were extinguished by the drizzle, the distance between the two sides was extremely short, and the battle became more and more tragic, and there were even some accidental injuries.

Ji Feng retreated to the back with the remaining Ying Long Army soldiers.

The combat power of Ying Long's soldiers fighting bayonets is not weak, but in the case of last resort, Yinglong's army cannot be consumed like this, after all, the energy and cost of training a Ying Longjun soldier is almost several times that of ordinary Ming soldiers.

"Xiuxiuxiu" The two sides rained arrows from each other.

In the drizzle, although the range and power of the bow and arrow were much worse than usual, the distance between the two sides was so close, and the lethality was not much weaker.

A group of Ming soldiers climbed on a roof and shot arrows at the dense Qing soldiers below, and after the Qing soldiers below found out about this situation, they organized archers to return fire, and soon shot down all the Ming archers on the roof.

The two sides fought a tragic melee!

Suddenly, Ji Feng heard the neighing of war horses, and immediately looked up, and vaguely saw the black shadows of war horses, slowly stepping through the gap, and killing towards the city.

"Qing Army Iron Cavalry!" Ji Feng's face was gloomy.

There is no doubt that the muskets of the Ying Long army cannot be used, and the iron cavalry of the Qing army has no restrictions, and the combat effectiveness is not comparable to that of the ordinary Ming army.

"Ying Longjun is on the bayonet and ready to fight!" Ji Fengqiang pulled out the saber at his waist with a bang, and ordered all the soldiers of the Ying Long Army.

Azig led the Qing army's iron cavalry to slowly step through the rubble and corpses at the gap, and then rushed violently towards the city.

"Poof! Burst! ”

"Ah" Azig slashed left and right with his steel knife, leading the way to kill.

With the addition of the Manchu Iron Cavalry, as more and more Qing soldiers entered from the gap, the Ming defenders in Jining City were slowly forced to retreat, and the battlefield expanded more and more.

"Ji Feng! You dog, where are you! Don't come out and die! After slashing another Ming soldier, Azig tore his throat and yelled around.

Azig had already understood clearly that the commander under Tai'an City who brought the Ying Long Army to him a great humiliation that day was Ji Feng, and Azig hated Ji Feng to the bone, even if he couldn't eat Ji Feng's flesh raw, he couldn't solve the hatred in his heart.

At this moment, Azig only thought about cutting off Ji Feng's head with his own hands.

Due to the drizzle, the sky was dark and he couldn't see the distance, in order to provoke Ji Feng to take the initiative to dedicate himself, Azig kept scolding, almost scolding Ji Feng's ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Son of a bitch, I want to find this military seat, hey! That military seat will fulfill you, and give you two arrows first! Ji Feng stared at the vague figure on the war horse about dozens of meters away from him, and smiled coldly, without thinking about it, he knew that this person must be Azig.

"Bring a bow and arrows!" Ji Feng handed the saber in his hand to a soldier of the Ying Long Army next to him.

"Yes, Throne!"

In a moment, a soldier of the Ying Long Army found a bow and arrows and a few arrows and handed them to Ji Feng.

Ji Feng bent his bow and shot an arrow at the black shadow who had been frantically scolding his eighteenth-generation ancestor dozens of meters away.

"Whew!" Arrows pierce the air and drizzle.

I only heard a pop, and I didn't know if it was a war horse or a person, and then the war horse neighed, and the war horse where the black shadow sat kept spinning in place, presumably shooting the war horse.

Ji Feng bent his bow again! Another shot of an arrow!

It's just that this time Azig was prepared, and when he heard the sound of arrows breaking through the air, the steel knife in his hand slashed, blocking the second arrow shot by Ji Feng.

"Damn, damn Ming dog, it's only going to sneak attack!" Azig searched for the direction where the arrow was coming from, and finally found Ji Feng's location, and immediately rushed towards Ji Feng with his wounded war horse, and a team of Eight Banners Iron Cavalry followed closely.

"Come on!" Azig slashed everyone who stood in the way all the way, and whether it was the Ming army or the Qing soldiers of the Han Banner Army, he had only one thought, and that was to kill Ji Feng and use Ji Feng's head to wash the shame of Tai'an City!

"Humph!" Ji Feng threw the bow and arrow in his hand, took his saber from the Ying Long Army soldier beside him, and walked towards Azig domineeringly, with a majestic momentum.

Rushing to a few meters, Azig could finally see Ji Feng's face clearly.

Azig looked hideous, and the steel knife in his hand slashed at Ji Feng's head with the force of his own and the impact of the war horse, as if he wanted to cut off Ji Feng's head with a knife.

Ji Feng's expression was cold and handsome, his legs jumped instantly, and while avoiding the Azig steel knife, he slashed at the belly of the horse on which Azig sat down on the war horse.

The war horse neighed, and it was already hit by an arrow, but at this moment, it was hit by Ji Feng's knife, and immediately flipped to the ground, throwing Azig several meters away.

Azig rolled on the ground twice before he was able to stand up, and before he could find Ji Feng's figure again, he squinted and saw a cold light deep in the rainy night slashing towards him.

"Bell!" The weapons clashed, splashing an imperceptible glimmer of spark in the rainy night.

Ji Feng missed a knife and slashed again, Azig also fought back, and the two fought fiercely!

Azig's force is not weak, Ji Feng is not weak, and after more than a dozen moves, it is still difficult to separate.

Around them, the soldiers of the Yinglong Army with bayonets and a team of Manmeng iron cavalry who rushed here fought hard. Not far away, Lü Yanshou also commanded tens of thousands of ordinary Ming troops to fight fiercely against the Qing soldiers.

In the dark and rainy night, fierce battles were fierce.

However, with the continuous reduction of the Ming army defenders in Jining City, and the Qing army that rushed into the city was continuous, if this continued, Jining City was in danger, and all the Ming troops defending the city in the city were in danger of being wiped out!

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