Chapter VII: Holding the Flag
His heart was beating faster, his face was red, his neck was thick, his hands were shaking, and he was so nervous that he couldn't move anymore.
This is Zhang Qiang's feeling at the moment.
Hu Kui glanced at Zhang Qiang a few times, his breath was a little more even, and he immediately turned around to meet the two Qing army bannermen who rushed in again.
After forcing the enemy back a few steps backwards, a family member with a spear, a spear slashed at several spearmen, swordsmen, and knife players of the new attached army of the Qing army, and slashed a big circle to sweep thousands of troops and force them back a few steps again.
Another family member held a shield in one hand and a Ming army waist knife in the other, and cooperated seamlessly with the family with a spear, blocking one or two enemies who had broken through the spear and rushed to the near side of the body of the family with a spear, and then raised the knife in his hand and fell, killing no less than seven or eight enemies.
The corpses are almost blocking the entrance to the city gatehouse.
Seven or eight of the rebel soldiers who rushed over around them and were forced back by the enemy, panicked, crying and laughing, scurrying around like headless flies, not only did not help, but also disturbed the pace of the two family members, making them dangerous.
Zhang Qiang finally relieved himself, and he shouted, "You guys, go over there and help him go!" Zhang Qiang shouted.
Maybe it was the gorgeous clothes and armor on his body that played a role, or maybe they recognized Hu Kui and immediately ran over to help Hu Kui resist the new annex army of the Qing army rushing in on the other side, and the Ming army surrendered.
Zhang Qiang hurriedly loaded the short fire gun in his hand, and at the same time saw the way they panicked to help Hu Kui, how could he resist the enemy like that?
These are obviously newly recruited young men in the city, who don't know how to fight, there is only one soldier, maybe they have fought a few battles, and they can help Hu Kui, and the others are all unhelpful.
Zhang Qiang had to command them, "Two sword players stepped forward, and three spearmen were behind, and when they saw the knife player hit the enemy's shield, revealing the gap, they immediately stabbed the enemy in the chest." The archer, come to me, help the family on the right, shoot the pikemen behind the enemy. The knife player, help the leader of Hu Kui. ”
Zhang Qiang's shouting made a difference.
Soon the panicked rebel soldiers quieted down, and listened to Zhang Qiang's words and began to help Hu Kui resist the onslaught of the enemy on this side.
Zhang Qiang's short fire gun was also loaded at this moment, he peeked at the side of the family, for the time being, the enemy did not have any powerful characters who could pose a threat to the two families in such a narrow corridor of the city gate building, with the help of the archers, the two families quickly killed the enemy inseparably, not to mention killing the enemy back, but also temporarily blocking the enemy's attack.
Zhang Qiang turned his head to Hu Kui's side, despite Hu Kui's bravery, but there were still too many enemies, these few good people who had just picked up the sword, still could not face the attack of the new annexed army of the Qing army, the Ming army, the danger was full of dangers, and even the worry of being forced to retreat to Zhang Qiang's side.
The short fire gun in Zhang Qiang's hand dangled around, and he aimed hard, and saw a Ming army like a big man bravely split the shield of a knife player with an axe, kicked another knife player, and was stabbed in the chest by a volunteer spearman, still unabated, and was about to break through the blocking of the rebel patrolmen, and when he was killed in the city gate tower, Zhang Qiang finally found an opportunity, and the short fire gun in his hand suddenly burst out of a fire, "Bang-" sound, his chest was beaten into a blur of flesh and blood, and his whole body flew out upside down, At once, it overwhelmed the three or four new annexes of the Qing army that rushed from behind.
"You kill a Ming infantryman, you gain 35 experience."
Because the Ming infantry knocked down the new Qing army behind them, the pressure on the left passage was reduced, but a few wounded volunteers screamed violently, rushed forward, pressed the enemy out of the aisle of the city gate tower, and took the opportunity to kill a Qing army bannerman.
Steadily emptying the city gate tower and pressing out a step or two away, Hu Kui and the others had more room to exert and more power, resisting the attack of the enemy's side.
Zhang Qiang turned his head to look to the right, the pressure on the right came again, Zhang Qiang loaded the short firebolt and continued to shoot, this time he did not hit the enemy, and then he responded left and right, in less than half an hour, he actually killed five new soldiers of the Qing army, and received about seven young men who defended the city and fled into the city gatehouse, and there was a squire who could fight, this family was arranged by Zhang Qiang to the left to help Hu Kui resist the enemy's attack.
At this time, Zhang Qiang already had two archers, five sword players, five pikemen, three family members, and a patrol leader, and he was also the leader of more than a dozen people.
In a clanging sound, the enemy finally retreated, not because the enemy didn't want to retreat, but because the NPC Zhu Dadian in the city and the squire's family and the guards in the city, these martial arts were strong, at least compared to the recruits who had not killed anyone, and the people who were stronger in combat than the soldiers of the righteous army came up to reinforce the city wall.
Hold the enemy down.
Zhang Qiang walked out of the city gate tower, the rebel soldiers around him began to move the corpses, the enemy's corpses were thrown down the outside of the city wall, the corpses of their own people were moved to the city wall, and the old people and women below ran up and carried their own corpses down, at this time, Zhang Qiang could hear a faint sob.
Zhang Qiang glanced at the top of his head, the sun tilted a little to the west again, and he couldn't help but be secretly anxious, and looked up at the city wall in the southwest direction, and could see where it was a mess, the battlements were no longer there, and the city gate tower had collapsed.
Enemy artillery fire was still bombarding that section of the wall, and the whole wall was trembling, and one feared that even the wall beneath their feet would collapse immediately in the next moment, burying them in the rubble.
To Zhang Qiang's surprise, after moving the body, those rebel soldiers and the family did not leave, but stared at Zhang Qiang with wide eyes.
Maybe it was Zhang Qiang's command just now that saved them from dying under the enemy's sword, and everyone had a desire to conform to the crowd or rely on the strong, so they didn't leave Zhang Qiang's side, but formed a circle around Zhang Qiang, waiting for Zhang Qiang to give an order.
The enemy's shells flew again, and the rebels on the city wall involuntarily lay on the city wall, and Zhang Qiang also ordered them to lie down.
Hiding on the side of the gatehouse, he carefully watched the enemy.
After a while, the enemy attacked again, along the ramp of the siege vehicle that the rebels did not have time to clear, rushed to the city wall, and the other enemies still ran over with ladders, set up ladders to attack the city, and the rebels fought with the enemy at the ramp of the siege vehicle with the cooperation of the family and the help of these masters of the courtyard.
The enemy's artillery still did not stop, the city gate almost collapsed, and the city gate tower was still bombarded unrelentingly, Zhang Qiang had to take these soldiers who followed him to dodge, hide under the incomplete battlements of the city wall, and wait for the enemy to come down from the ladder.
The first enemy jumped in, Zhang Qiang shot him to death, and the enemy fell from the gap in the wall without a battlement to the bottom of the city wall, but the second enemy jumped in again, and from the ladder at intervals of twenty or thirty meters, seven or eight new Qing army annexes, and four or five Qing army bannermen.
There were even one or two Han army flag spearmen.
Zhang Qiang loaded the short fire gun in his hand while commanding more than a dozen soldiers who obeyed his orders to fight.
The two archers, Zhang Qiang, ordered them to follow him at all times, and the other rebel officers also commanded the rebels to pounce on the enemy.
The soldiers commanded by Zhang Qiang basically leaned on the left side of the collapsed city gate tower, about the interval between the two ladders of the long ladder erected by the enemy, about 30 meters long, this direction towards the southwest corner of the city wall, Zhang Qiang was not worried about that section of the city wall, so he walked out from this side, as for the other side, he could only go up by detouring under the city wall.
In order not to be killed by the Qing army's cotton armor soldiers who went down to the Qing army's supervision team, the new annexed army of the Qing army was almost desperate, and the soldiers of the righteous army were also desperate to defend their homes from being captured by the enemy and ravaged by the enemy.
The soldiers led by Zhang Qiang basically cooperated with about 30 rebel soldiers and five or six family soldiers to guard a section of the city wall of about 30 meters and take care of a long ladder of the enemy.
The soldiers who followed Zhang Qiang were basically about seven or eight meters away from Zhang Qiang, guarding Zhang Qiang in the middle.
This allowed Zhang Qiang and the two archers who followed Zhang Qiang to calmly sneak up on the enemy and shoot arrows from a distance.
In the front were five sword players, in the back were five pikemen, in the back were three family members, and finally Zhang Qiang and the three rangers.
The enemies who slipped through the net from the rebel soldiers were quickly killed by these dozen people, and then a few more, and then killed, and so on, Zhang Qiang also killed seven or eight enemies, in general, it was like a meat grinder, killing all the enemies from the rebel soldiers and families, and where the guards leaked.
The battle continued, half an hour passed, an hour passed, two hours passed, and at about five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Qiang estimated that he had killed at least twenty enemy soldiers in his hands, most of them were new annexes of the Qing army, the Ming army surrendered, and there were also a few soldiers of the Qing army's Han army banner, one or two clothed minions, which are the so-called fake Tartars.
And the soldiers around him killed at least three times as many enemies as Zhang Qiang killed.
But those rebel soldiers are basically dead, the squire's family and the courtyard are also dead, and the dozen or so soldiers who listened to his dispatch around Zhang Qiang are also seven or eight dead, and on the city wall inside this long ladder, Zhang Qiang's face is only twenty people.
Only the twenty righteous soldiers who ran from the southwest end of the city wall were intercepted by Zhang Qiang and put under his own command, and the remaining righteous soldiers on this section of the city wall were also collected by Zhang Qiang, and he now has a small banner of the Ming army commanding about forty-five soldiers.
He thinks so, in fact, he feels a little sad, although NPC Zhu Dadian has given himself the title of deputy commander of the rebel army, and with his identity as the king of the world and the marshal of the metropolitan governor, he can only command the people at the level of moving small flags, which cannot but be said to be a kind of sadness.
But who made him in the historical world, no prestige, no identity, NPC Zhu Dadian recognized him, others, the Ming army in history in 1646 did not know him.