Chapter 392: The Qing soldiers are driven out of Yangzhou City

"Fight with them!" More and more recruits shouted, and behind the voices was the bitter hatred of the invaders and a strong desire to protect their families. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Morale is available!" Not far away, a middle-aged man in a cyan official robe smiled and said, "There are so many bloody men here, why worry that Yangzhou can't hold it, why worry that you can't destroy the Manchu Dynasty!" ā€

"Wumei Gong is too optimistic," Li Yanzhi on the side smiled and said to Shen Tingyang: "The morale is certainly commendable, but when they finally come, they are a group of people who have no training and don't know how to fight at all." ā€

"But this Li Shuozi is really good, if he can go around and tell what happened to him, it will definitely arouse the hostility of more recruits, if the people of the whole city are mobilized, even if the Manchurians invade Yangzhou, they will fall into a huge quagmire." Li Yan frowned.

"Li Shuzi is miserable enough, why bother to sprinkle salt on his wounds again and again? And there are 800,000 people in Yangzhou, how can a Li bolt be known to everyone? Shen Tingyang couldn't bear to say.

"Compared with the overall situation of Yangzhou's resistance to the Qing Dynasty, his personal feelings are so reasonable, of course one Li bolt is not enough, but some of my Daishan army are soldiers from Jiaodong, you can pick some people who can speak well and know the atrocities of the Manchurians, so that they can spread it everywhere."

Li Yan said straight and shouted to the servants beside him to order.

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The attack of the Eight Banners has become more and more fierce, and they have broken through several barricades in a row, and they are getting closer and closer to the street where the recruits are located.

The Manchu soldiers, who grew up eating meat in the bitter cold of the Northeast, have a toughness that most Ming people do not possess due to the harsh living environment. Wearing heavy armor like cattle, they fought for half a day but were completely tiring, compared to them, many Ming soldiers were exhausted after not fighting for too long. The Daishan army was better, and the Ming army under those other generals was even worse, and in the face of a powerful enemy, they either cowered or didn't know where they had fled.

The disparity in individual force is so great that it often takes three or four pikemen to withstand the attack of one Eight Banners. Although there are musketeers to cooperate, don't forget that there are more archers in the Eight Banners, and their bows and arrows are not at all sharp.

Under the brazen attack of the Eight Banners, the Daishan Army could not stop it even if it tried its best to resist. On an important street leading into the city, the last barricade was breached.

A strong Eight Banners soldier crossed the barricade low wall, waved a big axe, and casually smashed to death the two Daishan Army pikemen around him, at this time there were only dozens of spears left behind the low wall, more and more Eight Banners soldiers crossed the barricade, and the last line of defense of the Ming army was about to be broken.

"Brothers, kill the Tartars! For our family! The recruit camp was Du Junfei shouted, and took the lead in rushing forward with his spear.

"Kill the Tartars!" His subordinate recruits also shouted, following closely behind him, at this time there was no more cowardice, no more cowardice, some just for the endless courage of the family behind him, even the most vicious barbarians ahead!

The recruits on standby on the street all clenched all kinds of weapons in their hands, and rushed towards the barricade that was about to be lost without hesitation, even if they only held kitchen knives and sticks in their hands.

"Are they crazy?" Looking at the recruits who were shouting and whistling, many of the Eight Banners couldn't help but open their mouths wide.

What kind of people are they, dressed in messy clothes and holding messy weapons in their hands. Where is this army, it is clearly the people, when did the people of the Ming Dynasty be so brave, shouldn't they kneel at the door of the house like lambs, waiting for the arrival of the Manchurian uncle? Shouldn't they take the initiative to give their wealth and women so that they can pray for the mercy of the Manchurian uncle? When did they dare to rise up and resist?

At this moment, many Eight Banner soldiers actually felt insulted, what is wrong with this world, a group of pigs and sheep-like untouchables dare to think that Uncle Manchuria raised his sword and gun!

"Kill all the untouchables!" A cow shouted coldly, and with a wave of his hand he broke the arm of a rushing citizen, who he expected to immediately fall to the ground crying and begging for mercy. Who knew that it was completely different from what he expected, and he saw that this thin man endured the piercing pain, not only did not retreat, but pounced viciously, and hugged him with the only remaining hand.

"Ah!!h Niu Lu really screamed, but he was bitten in the face by the untouchables who held him. He raised his hand and shook off the untouchable who was holding him, but his cheek was bitten off a piece of meat by the untouchable who refused to let go, and the stinking blood flowed like an injection.

With a fierce swing of the mace, he smashed the untouchable's head, only to find that more untouchables were swarming and drowning him in an instant......

The power of the angry people to erupt is limitless and can bring down any obstacle, not to mention that they are fighting for their own families!

Although their weapons are rudimentary, although they don't know the skills of fighting, they have a pair of hands, a mouth, and the determination to fight to the end for their families, which is enough!

The cruelty of the Manchus was so frightened that they would rather die than allow the Manchus to enter the city to harm their families!

One recruit was cut down by the Eight Banners, and more people swarmed up, using knives and guns, wooden sticks, and even their own teeth, to launch a vicious attack on the Manchurians.

The number of new recruits who joined the battle was ten times that of the Eight Banners, and if they were to fight in the middle of the battle, they would not be the opponent of the battle-hardened professional soldiers. The problem is that the Eight Banners have been fighting for a long time, and even those who fight with iron will be tired. It was easy to defeat the soldiers of the Daishan Army, who had strong combat effectiveness, but a large group of recruits who were not afraid of death poured in. And the recruits have just joined the battle, and their morale and strength are at their peak.

Under this long and long disappearing, the Eight Banners were shocked and retreated again and again, and there was a faint collapse posture!

Suddenly, a continuous burst of gunfire rang out, and a large number of musketeers appeared on the rooftops of the houses on both sides of the street, and the Eight Banners soldiers who were fighting desperately were immediately knocked down in large areas.

Dozens of swarthy clay pots were thrown from the rooftops of the houses into the streets, exploding above the heads of the Eight Banners, the full amount of oil splashing in all directions with the firelight, and countless Eight Banners soldiers were burned and howled wolves.

At the critical moment, Ren Siqi arrived with reinforcements from the city.

The Eight Banners, who couldn't withstand it, were immediately defeated. A rout in one place, a rout in one place, and a rout that is unstoppable!

The Eight Banners soldiers who entered the city were defeated like a mountain, scrambling to retreat to the gap, hoping to escape from Yangzhou along the gap.

The Ming army on the city wall also reversed its strength and began to launch a stormy attack on the fleeing Eight Banners.

Bows and arrows, muskets, and cannons rang out, and countless Eight Banners soldiers fell to the ground screaming.

The Ming army in the city gathered the last strength and chased after the Eight Banners out of the gap and out of Yangzhou City! (To be continued.) )