The firecrackers led by Gu Yuesheng had already retreated fifty meters again, and in the face of the enemy's swarming infantry, the firecrackers had done their best.

Turning back, all the baggage and supplies, the prisoners, and the war horses had entered the city gates, and the remaining men and some wounded cavalry and musketeers were moved under the city walls, and hanging baskets were lowered on the city walls to pull them all up, speeding up the entry into the city.

And beside him, there were only thirty chasseurs left.

"Knock knock,"

The battlefield suddenly fell silent, and the six hundred Portuguese musketeers who were neatly arranged, holding arquebuses, stepped forward, gradually approaching the musketeers led by Gu Yuesheng.

"Fire, the cannons on the gates continue to fire." Zhang Qiang shouted at the city wall behind him.

The corrugated artillery, immediately set fire and opened fire on the enemy's infantry.

Turning back, Gu Yuesheng led the firecrackers to retreat thirty meters again, leaving behind hundreds of firecrackers who were fighting hand-to-hand with the enemy, there was no way, there were too many enemies, even if it was a three-stage shot, it couldn't stop the enemy's attack.

Zhang Qiang grabbed the arm of one of the chasseurs, "Let the eight hundred musketeers under the city wall cross the bridge and form in front of me." ”

The chassars ran away, and the last dozen or so Jinhua Rebel cavalry who had gone out of the city to meet the enemy cavalry also returned, and they hurried across the river and into the city.

The gates slowly closed halfway.

Yang Yangyang sent away the wounded cavalry and some of the stolen cavalry corpses and war horses, and lined up beside Zhang Qiang with only 200 cavalry.

The enemy's infantry began to surround Zhang Qiang and them.

The Portuguese infantry had already advanced less than a mile from the city gates.

To the left and right of the musketeers were Portuguese artillerymen, pushing light Furlong cannons, three-pounder guns, and advancing quickly.

Guarded on either side by about two hundred Portuguese lancers, dozens of infantrymen dressed like cans stood upright, covered in plate armor, and wore straight iron helmets with small gaps in them, while looking outside.

"Order Gu Yuesheng's firecrackers to retreat." Zhang Qiang issued the order again.

The 800 musketeers who had just blocked the enemy's infantry quickly lined up on the bank of the river, behind Zhang Qiang, and met the enemy in a three-row firing queue, dealing a heavy blow to the enemy infantry who surrounded them.

Fan Shaozu rode a war horse and looked at the battlefield from two miles away, "My lord, our army's artillery has been pulled up." ”

Fan Shaozu pointed to the place where Zhang Qiang and the others were, "Bomb, blow them up, blow them up." ”

Gu Yuesheng led the troops and quickly returned to a place thirty meters in front of Zhang Qiang.

At this time, there were less than 400 of the more than 800 firefighters left.

Tang Dianfeng had already moved to another place, where he was just now, Yang Yangyang had already replaced him, and Yang Yangyang's cavalry had been handed over to Jin Qi to lead and lined up behind the position.

What he had to deal with was Fan Shaozu's thousands of siege troops, as well as the 10,000 Qing troops led by Zhang Tianlu, attacking from the south and north sides of the city.

Tang Dianfeng went to the east of the city to command the war.

Zhang Cunren's army has launched an attack on the east, south, and north of the city.

With the help of more than 10,000 people, 20,000 Qing soldiers quickly filled in the moat and pushed up tens of thousands of siege equipment.

Three hundred meters, the Portuguese musketeers began to advance slowly, and the surrounding Qing soldiers moved out of the way.

Two hundred meters, the Portuguese soldiers lowered their muskets, raised them and began to load.

A hundred meters, the artillery at the head of the city exploded in their ranks.

Five or six Portuguese soldiers fell at once.

The Portuguese soldiers advanced another ten meters, and at the call of the officer, crouched, aimed, and the three-pounder cannon began to fire at Gu Yuesheng's firecrackers.

And Zhang Qiang and the others were hit by the larger cannons pushed up, the Qing army's red-clothed cannons, and for a while, the screams were endless, and the limbs flew to the ground.

The Portuguese soldiers were not having a good time, they had to suffer from the artillery bombardment of the city on the one hand, and the fire of Gu Yuesheng's musketeers on the other.

Even the Portuguese infantry, who were like iron cans, were wounded from time to time, they could not carry the artillery, and at the same time, the bullets hit some weak points, which could also injure them, and they had already suffered more than thirty casualties.

The Portuguese musketeers fired a volley, but at a distance of 100 meters, it did not hurt much in the face of the Jinhua Righteous Arms Soldiers wearing chain mail, and only the unlucky ghosts would be hit.

One for one, they also injured more than thirty people.

Zhang Qiang didn't want to fight them at this distance, "Order Gu Yuesheng to retreat another twenty meters, squat, spread out, line up in two horizontal columns, squat, and the firecrackers advance ten meters, line up behind them, and fire in three rows in turn." ”

With such a change, the firepower of Zhang Qiang's side was finally equal to the firepower of the enemy's 600 musketeers.

They retreated, the Portuguese advanced, and more than 500 firecrackers advanced thirty meters, approaching Gu Yuesheng and them, and the distance between the two sides was ninety meters.

Muskets fired in a volley of rows, and the smoke filled the battlefield.

The Portuguese were able to receive the artillery bombardment of the city head closer, and Gu Yuesheng and they were supported by more firecrackers in the rear, and their firepower became more powerful.

The other party killed thirty people, and this side could kill forty people on the other side, and even injured a dozen or so people.

Frey was already shocked.

This was the first time he led the Portuguese musketeers to encounter such a large-scale resistance from musketeers on the eastern battlefield, the Qing soldiers or the Ming army in the past always broke with one blow, after a round of musket shooting, they relied on the mobility and strength advantage of the war horse, to impact their own position, but mostly, they were quickly defeated by the superior firepower of several sides, retreated, and then were chased and killed, every time.

This time, he found himself bumping into a tough opponent.

The opponent's ability to use musketeers was not inferior to the Portuguese, if it weren't for the fact that the opponent's muskets were inferior to his side, and if it weren't for the fact that his side was backed by tens of thousands of Qing infantry behind him, he would have wanted to retreat with his own soldiers.

In less than half an hour, ten infantry were killed, twenty infantry were wounded, and seventy musketeers were killed or wounded. His total strength is only 900.

Although the opponent suffered greater casualties in the shooting with his own side, it was seen that the opponent had already fallen a hundred firearms, and more than 50 people were wounded and pulled.

The other side has artillery to help, how is it not on his side, not to mention the four three-pounder cannons he brought, just to say that there are six red-coated cannons in the back, more than a dozen Furlong machine nine-pounder guns, and eight six-pounder cannons, which have more powerful firepower than the enemy, but in the end, the casualties on their side are so large, and the enemy's fire guns resist so resolutely.

He found that he could not go on like this, he drew his command knife, "Forward, forward, press to a distance of fifty meters and fire." ”

He shouted.

After firing a salvo, the Portuguese infantry began to form a whole line, lined up in a neat line, and advanced against the fire of Zhang Qiang's side.

Eighty meters, seven infantrymen fell.

Seventy meters, thirty firecrackers fell,

Sixty meters later, fifty more musketeers fell, and the cavalry brandished their spears and began to charge.

As a result, at a distance of thirty meters, fifty cavalrymen fell, and Gu Yuesheng's firecrackers retreated twenty meters and turned to the back of the eighteen-meter firecrackers to rest.

This time, Frey was ruthless and continued to press the team forward, seventy meters, eight hundred musketeers opened fire, taking turns to shoot.

Thirty musketeers fell, sixty cavalrymen, ten cavalrymen, and two infantrymen.

Thirty more cavalry fell, and the enemy's cavalry struck.

Three hundred cavalrymen slammed into each other and fought each other.

Gradually, the cavalry moved away, freeing up the battlefield for them.

Fifty meters away, the Portuguese stood still, began to fire a volley, and eighty musketeers fell.

Another volley was fired, and sixty musketeers fell.

This time it's the turn of the Musketeer.

In one round, a hundred musketeers fell.

In another round, one hundred and twenty musketeers fell.

A stray bullet hit Major Frey, who fell off his horse.

The enemy's infantry began to charge under a hail of bullets.

One round of bullets hit it, it was fine, another round, thirty infantry fell, and the remaining dozen or so infantry rushed in front of the firecrackers, and with a sword and sword, the firecrackers' ranks were disrupted.

"Papapa" fired a short shot from the Chasseurs, wounding them again, and then the horses swept over, and the Portuguese infantry were wiped out.

Zhang Qiang's musketeers here were busy with the whole team, and the Portuguese musketeers over there were busy with the whole team.

Gu Yuesheng's firecrackers rolled up from behind, stood at a distance of ten meters, and fired a salvo, and the Portuguese firecrackers suddenly fell more than a dozen people, and at the same time, seven or eight Portuguese lancers who had just swept through the open field of exchange of fire between the two sides were knocked off their horses, and of course, three volunteer cavalrymen were killed by mistake.

"Press it up." Seeing the slightly neat team of firecrackers, Zhang Qiang roared angrily.

The remaining less than 500 musketeers, who crossed Gu Yuesheng's musketeers, was a volley, and in the entire front of the battlefield, one hundred and eighty Portuguese musketeers fell, and more than 200 of Fan Shaozu's Qing infantry and thirty cavalry were killed.

The Portuguese formation was disorganized, the musketeers abandoned their muskets and began to flee, followed by Zhang Qiang with cavalry in pursuit, and then behind Gu Yuesheng with musketeers harvesting the enemy.

was attacked by the Portuguese, and the Qing soldiers behind were also in chaos.

This confusion affected the Qing soldiers who attacked the city wall on both sides, and the Qing soldiers who did not cross the river left their comrades and fled to the back.

It was like a flood that washed away the Qing troops of Fan Shaozu and Zhang Tianlu behind, and a major rout was inevitable.

Yang Yangyang promptly sent elite infantry out of the city to pursue, and the battle lasted until dark, and the two sides quit.

Fan Shaozu discarded a lot of cannons and supplies, and retreated twenty miles, Zhang Tianlu bypassed the city, took the remnants of the defeated generals, and retreated to the nearby Qing army camp of Zhang Cunren.

Under their influence, Zhang Cunren's siege battle against Pingnan County also had to stop, but the Qing troops in these directions were still strong and did not suffer a rout, but just retreated.