The first to shout was the Beacon Fire mercenaries, after they captured the city gate, they tried to spread the flames of war to the city, but although these mercenaries were outlaws, they still lost the courage to charge in front of the forbidden army who were waiting for the battle, so they only moved loudly, but did not attack, just shouted loudly along the city wall around the city gate.

Their task is to open the city gate for the Jurchens outside, and at this time they have achieved their goal, of course, they will not do anything unprofitable, and the rest will be left to those murderous Jurchens.

With a bang, the lifting gate was finally completely lowered, and in an instant, several brave Jurchen cavalry rushed in. They tied the hooves of the horses under their crotches with cloth bags, and the mouths of the horses were covered with horse chews, so that they could quietly approach the city gates without alerting the attention of the defenders in the city.

The Jurchens were able to rise from the north, and in addition to the bravery of the Jurchen warriors, the wisdom of several generals could not be ignored. The fierce offensive in this afternoon was to make the defenders in the city tired, and also gave the Jurchens defending the city the illusion that they could not attack for a long time.

Soon, the fierce and brave Jurchen cavalry broke into the city through the long undefended city gate hole, and for a moment they were extremely proud, and their mouths were constantly barbaric, and they were planning to burn and loot on a large scale. In their opinion, this raid will definitely be able to catch the defenders of Ningjiang Prefecture by surprise, and what these light cavalry are best at is to win in chaos, no accident, after dawn, Ningjiang Prefecture will change hands.

However, compared to the noisy fighting on the city walls, the silence inside the city was terrifying.

The Jurchen light cavalry did not see the soldiers and civilians of Ningjiang Prefecture in a mess, but only saw rows of tight positions and soldiers waiting on the positions. These soldiers are all calm and relaxed, but the face is resolute, even if the city gate is lost, there is no trace of panic when the blade arrives, this kind of Taishan collapsed in front of the temperament of the whole Liaodong only one army has, that is the border forbidden army!

In the face of variables and the complex position that had never been seen before, the Jurchen cavalry who rushed to the forefront showed a trace of hesitation, and the war horse under the crotch raised the horse's hooves high in understanding, but because the horse was covered with a horse chew, it couldn't neigh, so blocked, the entire cavalry team was also stagnant, and all the Jurchens showed a trace of confusion.

But soon, this confusion was replaced by fierceness, the Jurchen once again waved the scimitar in his hand, slapped it fiercely on the body of the horse that sat down, and rushed towards the position again, and from the moment the horse entered the city, he had no way to retreat, either to die on the battlefield, or to be prosperous and rich.

On the sandbag fortifications in the front row, a full hundred black hole guns were aimed at the city gate, and the forbidden army with firearms looked solemn, and the Jurchen cavalry who were getting closer and closer from five hundred meters away, although the trembling of the corners of their eyes showed that their hearts were not calm, but they were very calm, and none of them fired a shot. You must know that they did not have horses in this battle, and the forward battalion was not heavy infantry, so the result of such a light infantry being close to the cavalry can be imagined. However, they had the most advanced weapons of the Great Zhou in their hands, and their backs were Ningjiang Prefecture City, so they were nervous, but none of them showed a look of fear.

Before the war, Zhao Qing had always emphasized the discipline of the musket team, and in order to ensure the maximum power of the first round of firefighting, no one could fire the first shot without his instructions.

The Jurchen war horses were unusually strong, and the distance of five hundred meters from the city gate to the front of the position actually took only seven or eight breaths, and at this moment, the first few Jurchen cavalry rushing to the front were only twenty meters away from them, and under the bright firelight, Zhao Qing could even see the hideousness on his face.

This distance is too close, all the members of the musket team are highly concentrated, nervous and dare not breathe, and in the positions on both wings, Meng Hui, the infantry leader who is the cover, is also in a cold sweat, this distance is already very dangerous, he is almost out of breath, and he is about to get up to remind Zhao Qing, but he hears a shout: "Fire!" ”

In an instant, a hundred roaring young generals fired in unison, and the roaring sound was like a thunderbolt, completely breaking the calm of the frozen soil in the north of the Chinese land.

Meng Hui only felt that his head was buzzing, but he was still staring at the battlefield with his eyes wide.

The Jurchen who rushed to the front was only ten meters away from the position, and he secretly laughed at the stupidity and arrogance of the enemy. He felt like he was about to cross the enemy's line and kill him. At this moment, above the dark position, a burst of fire shone brightly, followed by a thunderous explosion, and before the Jurchen could react, he felt a pain in his chest, and then the world was spinning, and the perspective stopped steadily on the ground, and in front of him was his glory and wealth, but at the end of the world, it was getting darker and darker in front of him.

The effect of this first round of shooting was excellent, those brave and fearless Jurchen cavalry who rushed ahead planted their horses like sandbags one by one, and a hundred archers shot people without shooting horses, almost no bullets, and even most of them hit the enemy's vital points at such a close distance, and the first batch of cavalry to fall was full of seventy or eighty. This was not the end, the sound of the explosion of gunfire frightened countless horses, and the horses that had lost their owners scurried in all directions, fleeing from their positions, holding back the cavalry that followed them for a long time, and at the same time, they also trampled to death many fallen soldiers who were only injured by ammunition.

Meng Heng and Cao Zilin, who had been waiting in the positions on both flanks for a long time, saw the effect of this first round of shooting, where could they still bear it, and quickly led their elite forbidden troops to join the battlefield, taking advantage of the enemy's panic to expand the results. These brave and skilled forbidden soldiers were extremely experienced, and they quickly approached, and for a time the flesh and blood flew on the battlefield, and wails arose.

Zhao Qing's palms were full of sweat, and he looked at the battlefield close at hand in front of him in a daze, those real broken flesh and blood were still far away, but the thick blood had come, making him tumble in his abdomen, after crossing over, although he had seen a lot of bloody scenes, but so many living people were torn to pieces by the war machine in front of his eyes, it was still difficult for him to adapt, especially when he saw with his own eyes a fallen Jurchen being trampled on his head by his frightened war horse, and red and white things splashed everywhere, which made his face pale.

Fortunately, the big tiger soon discovered Zhao Qing's strange appearance, pulled Zhao Qing down, and put himself on top, while the second tiger took the roaring young general in Zhao Qing's hand, quickly cleaned up the barrel and reloaded at the same time, kept looking at Zhao Qing's face, and asked loudly: "Captain Zhao!" How does it feel! ”

Zhao Qing kept repeating the bloody scene in front of him, and was pulled by the second tiger like this, and immediately sobered up, knowing that this was the battlefield, and it was the line of life and death all the time, so he couldn't take it lightly, shook his head, picked up a loaded roaring young general, and waited after the big tiger on standby, ready to continue the firepower at any time.

Since Meng Hui and Cao Zilin joined the battlefield with the forbidden army, the planned second round of shooting was not fired for fear of hurting their own people.

The forbidden army that went out with the two was only more than 300 people, although they faced the Jurchens who were known for their bravery, but the Jurchen cavalry formation was out of order, and the horses were frightened, so they couldn't afford to fight again.

Meng Heng and Cao Zilin knew that they were not chasing, and they didn't know how many men and horses were waiting for them outside the city, so they quickly withdrew to their positions.

The first battle was a great victory, and the officers and men of the forward battalion were imposing for a while, especially a few officers. They knew that the musketeers were powerful, but they never thought that they could cause such damage, and for the first time, they felt that the fierce and difficult Jurchens were so vulnerable, and with this divine weapon, they were more confident in defending this position.

Cao Zilin also sighed, so he didn't know how to use the weapon at all, so he only gave it to others and completed the right camp. However, he was soon relieved, because he was no lighter than Zhao, and did not have the courage or privilege to form a musket team. The two battalions of the striker and the left and right are really one, and it is his task now to protect the musketeers and make them exert their maximum power on the battlefield.

Sticky Han rode his horse at the gate of the city, and when the city gate was cleared, he led his troops into the city, and went to the west gate to meet with Wu Qimai's 40,000 troops, and behind him, 15,000 elite cavalry were ready to go.

However, the cavalry sent did not return the victory, the loud noise that resounded in the sky made his brows furrow, only felt a little familiar, and soon thought of the fire gun sent by the Han merchant called the roaring young general, and couldn't help sighing, but he didn't expect their plan to be revealed, from the neat gunfire, it seems that there must be a well-prepared defender in the city, but they were caught off guard.

However, the city gate has been obtained, and those defenders are just stubbornly resisting, he is the Jurchen god of war, that is, Chai Yiqin led 20,000 forbidden troops to wait for him at the other end of the city gate, and he will not be afraid at all, besides, it is impossible, this east gate is only the second city gate of Ningjiang Prefecture, the scale is much smaller than the west gate, and it is absolutely impossible for the border forbidden army to send a large number of garrison forces here.

Even if his 1,000 cavalry could not break through the city's defenses for a while, it would inevitably cause a lot of casualties.

However, it didn't take long for things to turn out more than he could expect. Mu Han closed his eyes and listened quietly, although the hooves of all the Jurchen cavalry's war horses were wrapped, but once they ran, the sound was still clearly audible, and the rhythm that originally had a hint of excitement instantly became panicked, followed by rapid weakening, and finally became sporadic and gradually approaching.

Mu Han opened his eyes suddenly, the light in his eyes flashed with anger, looking at the more than 500 horsemen who returned from the defeat at the entrance of the city gate, one by one embarrassed, where is there still a little Jurchen cavalry invincible demeanor, suddenly raised his eyebrows angrily, and shouted in a low voice: "Where is the hunt for the end of the face!" ”

Wanyan Hunt was the commander of this thousand-man cavalry, and he was shot by the roaring junior general at the first time. The sudden death of the general was also one of the reasons for the defeat of this Jurchen cavalry.

A centurion hurriedly explained that Yan Hunt was dead, and the defenders in the city had already prepared, and their own side was defeated and retreated.

At this time, the Jurchens had not yet been exposed to much Han culture, so they were very simple in their minds and would not make many excuses. It's just that the frightened appearance of this honest centurion really made Mu Han more and more angry the more he looked at it, and he roared angrily at the moment, the scimitar was unsheathed, and the knife fell from his hand, and the centurion's head fell to the ground, and blood splashed everywhere.

"A few firecrackers can repel the brave Jurchen cavalry? It's ridiculous! There are also a lot of fire-gun Jurchen soldiers, with poor accuracy and slow reloading, and they can only shoot one shot at most when they are in battle! You actually missed the gap when they finished shooting and did not continue to attack, and you were frightened and fled back, you are not worthy of being a Jurchen warrior! "The Sticky Han army is extremely prestigious, this roar, no one dared to raise their heads and look directly, and the Jurchen cavalry who fled back all dismounted and fell to their knees.

"Don't kneel for me! Go and kneel those warriors who died on the front line, the shame will be repaid with blood, give you another chance, follow the thousand men to ride and rush again, and then there are those who take half a step back, behead! "Sticky Han gave the order, and another thousand horsemen rode out of the ranks, the city gate to the position is only 500 meters, the place is narrow, there is no way to provide more cavalry to show, no matter how many people there are, they will only squeeze their own people, and the firearms of the Zhou people are fierce, and the thunderbolt throws are large-scale killing firearms, and the many people sent to death are just sent to death in vain.

When the disgraced cavalrymen heard that they had another chance, they wept with joy, turned over their horses, recalled their identity as noble Jurchen warriors, showed even more fierce expressions on their faces, and fearlessly passed through the city gate hole again, charging towards that position.