Cao Wenzhao's more than 500 soldiers did not rush to the city wall in a swarm of years, but there was a clear division of labor, three hundred sword and shield soldiers in front, all the shields were connected together, forming a huge shield wall, and some soldiers raised their shields above their heads to guard against arrows from the air.

Behind them were two hundred archers, and under the escort of the sword and shield men in front, their front was almost invulnerable, only in the direction of their heads, and there was no shield to cover them, because they were ready to fire arrows at the head of the city.

At the back were dozens of transporters, who carried ladders, but their speed was not slower than that of the soldiers in front.

At the head of Guguan City, a huge Kyushu military flag is waving in the wind!

Zhou Bin looked down from the battlement, and his heart suddenly became heavy, this is the elite of the Ming army, it is really both offensive and defensive, under the protection of the shield, it is difficult for the gunners of the Heavenly Mandate Army to find flaws in shooting.

With the current power of the Xining rifle, it can't penetrate the shield at all!

Zhou Bin said in his heart, these Ming soldiers are more difficult than the Mongolian cavalry, they have the protection of the shield, and it is difficult for the rifle to play a direct role, unlike the Mongolian soldiers, who stupidly use the bullets of the leather armor hard bar rifle.

What to do? Is it possible to let the auxiliaries fight directly with the Ming army?

However, he quickly grinned, archers! For they were to shoot arrows at the head of the city, and there was no shield over their heads.

This is perhaps their only loophole!

The gunners had finished reloading, and they stuck the barrels out of the wall and directly on the battlements.

The more stable the rifle, the higher the accuracy!

"My lord, the archers are about to enter the range of a hundred paces!"

Zhou Bin looked down at the city, the sword and shield soldiers of the Ming army had already stepped on the death line of a hundred steps, and the archers who were the shooting targets were also close to the distance of a hundred steps. ”

"Bang...... Bang bang ......"

Although the gunfire was sparse, the sound of bullets whistling was still very terrifying, and the Ming army under the city was obviously aware of the danger, and they accelerated the speed of their march, and no one had time to take a look at the casualties.

The soldiers could choose to ignore it, but the casualties of the Ming army were increasing, and the archers and transporters had no shields on their heads, and the number was decreasing under the blows of the Mandate of Heaven.

From the casualties, there were no bloody wounds at all, only a small hole the thickness of a thumb, and red, warm plasma, which was gurgling outward.

The soldiers, who were not completely dead, screamed desperately to their comrades while holding their hands on the wound in vain, trying to stop the blood from flowing out, but they did not know that the bullet broke through the body and penetrated deeply, and even if they could hold down the wound on the surface, it could not stop the blood from flowing under the skin, and finally they died of blood.

The soldiers who followed behind, although they had already used their strength to eat, but the speed of their march did not increase, in addition to braving the rain of bullets and bullets of the Mandate of Heaven Army, fighting against their own physical strength, they also had to take into account the casualties on the ground, and if they were not careful, they might trip over the corpse.

But the Ming army could not fight back, and now it has not yet entered the range of bows and arrows.

The ladder on the left, originally more than ten soldiers of the Ming army carried closer to the city wall, as the casualties continued to expand, the soldiers carrying the ladder, first eight people left, and then six people, when there were only four left in the palm of the ladder, the soldiers were already tired and out of breath.

The ladder was made of freshly cut trees, at least twice as heavy as dry trees, and the four soldiers carried it with great difficulty, and its waist was arched like a prawn.

In this way, they marched much slower, disconnected from the sword and shield soldiers and archers in front of them, completely exposing their bodies to the guns of the Mandate of Heaven.

How could the Mandate of Heaven Army miss such an opportunity?

At least ten soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven pointed their guns at these four hapless soldiers, and as long as they had half the hit rate, they could not escape God's punishment.

"Bang...... Bang bang ......"

Several gunshots rang out, and three of the four soldiers were shot and immediately fell forward to the ground, and the ladder slammed into the ground, bounced on the ground, and then smashed the legs of the two soldiers.

"Crunch...... "If someone were around them at this time, they would definitely be able to hear the sound ......of bones shattering, but surprisingly, the two soldiers with broken leg bones did not make any sound - several bullets pierced the armor and penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and they were already too dead to die anymore!"

In the end, the Ming soldier was also shot, fortunately, he was only hit by a bullet in the chest, and did not fall immediately, watching his blood leak out of the armor, he didn't snort, bit the root of his teeth, covered his chest with one hand, but squatted down, and put the other hand on the ladder.

It was really impossible for him to lift the ladder with the strength of one man, and the ladder did not move at all, but his body first jumped backwards, and then slammed forward, planting on the ground.

The soldier rolled twice on the ladder and was silent.

The soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven had no time to look at the wounded soldiers, they were looking for new targets to shoot, only Zhou Bin, who had nothing to do, saw the soldier's unwillingness before he died, his lips moved, and his face was not only pale......

Cao Wenzhao also saw the casualties under the city, his soldiers were not greedy for life and afraid of death, but the speed of such casualties was too fast, much faster than the speed at which he slaughtered thieves with Guanning iron horses.

Although there was not much bloodshed, the soldiers who fell were either dead or wounded.

From the beginning of the Mandate of Heaven Army to the present, the Ming army has only marched twenty or thirty paces, the archers have suffered at least thirty percent casualties, and the transport troops have lost most of them.

Cao Wenzhao's heart was bleeding, holding the right hand of the horsewhip, trembling slightly because it was too tight, and the left hand unconsciously pulled the reins, the war horse did not understand the meaning of the master, thinking that it was going to sprint, the four hooves were raised in turn, and then put down, and shook his head, hoping to be further expressed.

"Do you want to withdraw your troops?" Cao Wenzhao's gaze first fell on the Ming army under the city, and then against the bullets of the rifle, he looked at the city, the soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven were loading, aiming, and shooting, and a huge Kyushu military flag was waving in the wind, bright red as blood!

"Ma Qiao, this Li Zicheng has really become the climate, if it can't be extinguished this time, it will be more difficult in the future!" Thinking like this, it was impossible to withdraw the army, and when his eyes fell on the city again, Cao Wenzhao was pleasantly surprised to find that the Ming soldiers were only more than ten steps away from the range of bows and arrows.

Just go a little further and you'll be able to return fire with your bow and arrow!

Hurry up, hurry up!

Cao Wenzhao cheered for the soldiers in his heart, although the soldiers couldn't hear it at all, he still hoped that it could play a certain role, at least his heart would be better, but the speed of the soldiers' progress was too slow, and it was almost like a snail, and he found for the first time that his subordinates needed to train themselves to sprint.

The casualties of the Ming army are still too great, the transport troops have been wiped out, and there are not many archers left, even if they advance to the range of bows and arrows, they will not shoot many bows and arrows, and the threat to the Mandate of Heaven Army will not be too great.

What to do?

Cao Wenzhao looked back at the soldiers behind him, there were only more than 1,000 people who rushed to make the ladder, and about 500 soldiers were cutting down trees.

He looked at the piles of trees, estimated that there were enough ladders, and then transferred the soldiers who cut down the trees and joined the siege team: two hundred sword and shield soldiers, three hundred archers!

Seeing that the archers in front of him were exhausted, Cao Wenzhao increased the number of archers, hoping to strike at the Heavenly Mandate army at the head of the city as soon as possible and reverse the situation of passive beating.

The five hundred soldiers of the Ming Army, under the leadership of their respective officers, formed a huge protective formation and quickly approached the city wall.

When they passed by, there was no need to look, just by the wind they driven, Cao Wenzhao knew that these soldiers had red eyes and their speed had reached the extreme.

"Bang...... Bang bang ......"

The spearmen of the Providence repeated every action, and the archers and transports of the Ming army had all fallen, so they looked for an opportunity to try to shoot through the gaps in their shields, and they could shoot one by one.

But these sword and shield soldiers of the Ming army are obedient, they are all hiding behind the shield, they will not show their heads easily, and the shooting effect is not ideal, most of the gunners only aim, and will only put a shot when they have the opportunity.

"My lord, what should I do, the Ming army is about to approach the city wall!"

Zhou Bin has been staying at the battlement, there are no archers in this group of Ming troops, he is not worried about safety, he heard the words and looked at the city, and smiled contemptuously: "How about approaching the city wall, there is no ladder, can they fly up?" ”

The pro-soldier took a look, only to find that the original Ming army's transport soldiers had died, although the sword and shield soldiers were close to the city wall, but the ladder was still left on the death line of a hundred steps, not only did he sneer, "My lord, how can these Ming soldiers be so stupid?" It is difficult for the Metropolitan Governor to pay special attention to them...... Well, my lord, the Ming army has increased its troops......"

Zhou Bin followed the direction of his soldiers' fingers and looked forward, and sure enough, a group of hundreds of soldiers came up with shields, and he was overjoyed and said, "It's good to come, it's another group of people who are sending to death...... If we eliminate one more now, the pressure on Ma Qianhu will be smaller, and we will monitor it closely! ”

"My lord, do you want to shoot in advance and keep them out of a hundred paces......

Zhou Bin shook his head, "No, Cao Wenzhao still has infantry, if the casualties are too great, those infantry may not dare to attack the city, Ma Qianhu is outside the city, they only have five hundred gunners, it is too difficult to completely annihilate these sword and shield soldiers." ”

The pro-soldiers didn't say more, but kept staring at the next group of Ming troops.

This wave of the Ming army, when passing through the ladder, divided dozens of people, carried the ladder, and followed behind the sword and shield soldiers, however, they lacked the protection of the shield, and they were the key targets of the Mandate of Heaven, and they did not last long, and the ladder landed again, showing Cao Wenzhao the casualties of the Ming army.

At this time, Li Zicheng was tasting tea in the camp, "picking before the rain, preserving at low temperature, brewing in spring water, this trace of fragrance, as if bringing people to early spring, good, not bad......"

He Xiaomi: "Dadu Dudu, this is still old tea, if it is picked in spring and drunk in time, the fragrance may be stronger......

"Xiaomi, you're wrong, isn't the more fragrant the tea, the better," Li Zicheng swallowed the tea in his mouth and said, "Zaojian, what you taste is that faint, if you don't have a taste...... Oh, why is the gunfire suddenly intensifying? ”