The Qing soldiers on the city wall finally found out that something was wrong at this time, the style of this battle flag armor was not at all the style that the Qing Dynasty should have, so there could only be one possibility.

"Enemy attack!" The soldiers on the city wall hissed and shouted, causing a panic in the city and the city.

Jiang Chuan took the lead, and saw from a distance that the gate of Liaoyang City was open, as if he was not the slightest defense, and he was unexpectedly overjoyed, the Tartars were defenseless, this was a great opportunity to seize the city.

"The archers seize the city gates, and the light cavalry then assaults!" Jiangchuan people were on the horse and shouted categorically.

"No!" The commander of the archers behind him received the order, and he grabbed the first one towards the city gate with a fierce clamp on the horse's belly, and the standard-bearer behind him followed closely, and a thousand archers followed the banner of the team and swept towards the city gate.

A thousand light cavalry, led by a thousand commanders, followed closely by the archers, ready to support and break into the city.

Jiang Chuan led the remaining 1,000 light cavalry and artillery to respond in the rear, and once the capture of the city gate was not smooth, he would directly attack and bombard the city gate with artillery.

The warning of the Qing soldiers at the head of the city soon attracted a group of Qing soldiers to rush towards the city gate. Some of the people who were entering and leaving the city were so frightened that they ran around like headless flies, some ran inside, some ran outside, so they were huddled together in the city gate, just blocking the way to close the city gate to clear the army.

The Qing army officers who took the lead roared again and again, slashed several people who were blocking the way with knives, and the Qing soldiers behind them also swarmed up, and instantly more than a dozen people spilled blood on the spot, and the rest of the people saw the cruelty of the Qing soldiers, so they fled out of the city in a swarm.

"Close the gates!" After the people were driven away, the Qing soldiers finally felt the city gate, and the Qing army officer shouted, and a group of Qing soldiers pushed the heavy city gate and began to slowly close.

The commander of the cavalry archers was still a stone's throw away at this time, and when he saw that the situation was critical, the Qing soldiers were about to close the city gate, and said categorically: "Speed up the horse and rush in!" ”

After speaking, he clamped the horse's belly fiercely, and the war horse under his crotch neighed and accelerated sharply, and rushed towards the city gate.

Hunting with a banner, a thousand archers behind him also accelerated, followed closely, and poured long arrows like rain on the Qing soldiers who were closing the city gate in the city gate cave while running wildly.

The long arrows screeched in the air, and the two huge city gates were suddenly filled with arrows, forcing the scene behind the door to dare not raise their heads, so they could only hide at the door and continue to push the door.

The Qing soldiers at the head of the city also began to fire arrows, trying to stop the archers from seizing the city gate, but they could not stop the archers from rushing forward except for a dozen archers who were shot and fell from their horses.

Seeing that the city gate was about to be closed, the commander of the cavalry archers shouted loudly, clamped the horse's belly heavily, and the war horse under his crotch neighed, and his body jumped suddenly, jumping through the only remaining gap in the city gate, causing a burst of exclamations from the Qing soldiers behind the gate.

The huge hooves of the war horse kicked away several Qing soldiers who surrounded him when they landed, but they were also stabbed by several spears of the Qing soldiers, and as soon as they landed, they fell to the ground with a bang, throwing the commander of the archers on horseback to the ground.

The commander had already prepared, and when he landed, he rolled down, unloaded most of his strength, and quickly stood up like a spirit ape, facing the Qing soldiers behind the city gate, the hard bow in his hand had been opened, and three long arrows came out of the string at the same time, and the three Qing soldiers were suddenly hit by arrows and fell to the ground.

The Qing soldiers were attacked by the enemy, and there was a commotion suddenly, and the speed at which the city gate closed suddenly stopped.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a few more horsemen flew in from the gap in the city gate, and while riding their horses forward, they looked back and released arrows, and many Qing soldiers fell to the ground with arrows.

When the Qing soldiers on the city wall mountain saw that the enemy had broken through the city gate, they shouted again and again, some continued to fire arrows from the city head, and some quickly ran down from the city wall, trying to suppress the enemy who broke through.

Although a few archers rushed in and temporarily prevented the city gate from continuing to close, these few people were obviously outnumbered in the face of the Qing soldiers, and if there was no follow-up support, they would soon be overwhelmed by the Qing soldiers.

"Bump!" A centurion of archers suddenly roared, slammed his horse's belly, and slammed his horse into the city gate.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the huge and rapid impact force made the tall and majestic war horse neigh, and blood spurted from its mouth and nose, and it fell softly to the side, and the centurion on the horse was also heavily thrown off the horse.

But this violent collision made the thick city gate suddenly retreat a little, and the Qing soldiers at the gate were also staggered and unstable by the huge impact force.

Seeing that the gap in the city gate was a little bigger, another archer rode his horse and slammed into the city gate, using his horse and his own life to make the gap in the city gate wider.

"Rush!" A centurion shouted loudly, leaned down, and rode his horse at high speed towards the crack in the gate that his comrades had exchanged for their lives.

A Qing soldier rushed over with a spear, and when the spear was about to stab the centurion's horse, an arrow flying from outside the city passed through his throat and brought him to the ground, and the centurion took advantage of the situation to rush through.

After the centurion, the other archers followed, and quickly rushed through the gap in the city gate.

By the time the Qing officers came to their senses, dozens of archers had already rushed in from inside the city gate.

"Dismount and fight!" Looking at the Qing army who had been killed, the commander who had knocked down a Qing soldier with his longbow shouted loudly, and at the same time picked up a spear left by the Qing soldier from the ground and took the lead in rushing towards the Qing soldier.

The rest of the cavalry archers also roared angrily, jumped off their horses, drew their short swords at their waists, or picked up the Qing weapons on the ground and struck at the Qing soldiers who surrounded them.

They were the bravest cavalrymen, and they showed their best on horseback, but they were no less courageous in foot combat.

The two sides soon fought and fought together, the sound of gold and iron resonating, the sound of sharp blades entering the flesh, the roars, the angry scolding, and the sound of the human body falling to the ground were endless, and the two sides who had never known each other and never masked fought fiercely around the two city gates.

At the other end of the long street in the city, the Qing army Jia Laezhen, who was responsible for defending Liaoyang, was rushing towards the city gate with a large group of Qing soldiers.

At this time, both sides knew very well that whoever captured the city gate first would occupy the initiative in this battle to capture the city.

The spears of the archers shook and plunged into the hearts of a Qing soldier who pounced on him, and the Qing soldier fell down with his spear in both hands in a roar.

The commander let go, drew the short sword at his waist and stabbed an oncoming Qing soldier, and finally rushed behind the city gate.

"Open!" The commander grabbed the thick city gate, roared, and suddenly pulled the city gate backwards, and the city gate creaked and slowly opened backwards.

At this time, several archers also rushed behind the city gate, and also hurriedly pulled the city gate backwards.

The gap in the gate grew wider and wider, and it was finally possible for two horses to pass through at the same time.

"Rush!" The commander of the light cavalry who was blocked outside the city gate roared angrily, the long cavalry spear pointed angrily ahead, and the horse rushed towards the city like an arrow from the string, and the thousand cavalry behind also roared and followed closely behind.

Seeing his comrades break into the city smoothly, the commander of the cavalry archers who was tightly pulling the bolt of the city gate showed a smile of success on his face, but suddenly his face froze, and when he looked down, a bloody spear protruded from his chest from back to front.