Under Duoduo's orders, a group of Eight Banners followed Nikan and rushed towards Yangzhou. The artillery of the Ming army on the city wall www.biquge.info pen "Fun" was still bombarding, and hundreds of Eight Banner warriors fell on the way to charge, but they couldn't stop the warriors from advancing.

Soon, as long as the warriors kill the city, those Ming gunners will soon cry and shout surrender! For technical troops such as gunners, Duoduo had already ordered that no killing was allowed, which was urgently needed by the Qing army.

According to the orders of Prince Yu, the target of his attack was the city wall of Yangzhou, killing the Ming soldiers on the city wall, and opening the city gate to lead the army into the city.

Walking along the ruins of the collapsed city wall, Kim Ying-deok commanded his men to climb up the city wall. Arrows rained down on the Eight Banners in the ruins, which were the newly established bow battalions of the Daishan Army shooting from afar. One after another, the Eight Banners screamed and fell into the ruins, even though they were wearing armor and could not guarantee safety in such a dense rain of arrows.

"Throw 10,000 enemies!" On the city wall on the north side of the fracture, because the west city lord Liu Zhaoji was cut off in the southern section, the town general Jin Yufei was responsible for the defense of this section, and under Jin Yufei's order, several small stone throwers began to pull and threw black clay pots into the ruins. The crockpot was filled with oil, but the inside was a powder packet. After setting the appropriate leads, ensure that the crockpot does not fall to the ground and explodes.

One by one, the fire canisters exploded in the air, splashing the burning oil all over the sky. One by one, the Eight Banners screamed and beat the flames on their bodies, rolling all over the ruins.

Jin Yingde's face was pale, completely ignoring the screams of the Eight Banners behind him, wielding a long chopping knife, and taking the lead in climbing towards the southern section of the city wall. As long as you climb the city wall and kill the Ming army at the head of the city, more Qing troops will enter the city, and what is the small resistance of the Ming army?

Finally climbed to the top of the city and stood on the broad city wall, Jin Yingde was surprised to see that a horizontal wall appeared not far ahead, completely cutting off the city wall leading to the south. And behind the horizontal wall, countless Ming soldiers were waiting for them.

After the Eight Banners soldiers behind him climbed up a group, Jin Yingde led more than 100 Eight Banners soldiers to the horizontal wall. The chest-high horizontal wall can be crossed with a slight jump.

As they approached, most of the Eight Banners took off their bows and arrows behind them. At this moment, Jin Yingde saw a flash of white light on the opposite side, a sharp pain in his chest, and then he heard a continuous gunshot.

"Oh really sama!" The soldiers behind Kim Ying-deok hurriedly supported his soft body.

"Kill, kill..."Jin Yingde raised his arm with difficulty and pointed to the low wall in front of him.

"Kill the Bright Army and avenge Ezhen!" The angry Eight Banners soldiers bent their bows and drew arrows, shooting angry feather arrows at the Ming army on the opposite side.

Arrows rained down, dozens of feathered arrows flew in a scream, and the Ming troops behind the low wall screamed and fell down one after another. The city wall at the southern end of the gap was mainly guarded by Liu Zhaoji's men, and the combat strength of his soldiers was much worse than that of the Daishan army.

Under the fire of a round of bows and arrows from the Eight Banners, dozens of musketeers in Liu Zhaoji's army were hit by arrows one after another. The arrows of the Eight Banners were extremely accurate and tricky, and the arrows shot straight at the front door, and the middle was killed instantly.

After the wall in an instant, the Ming army was empty, and the remaining twenty or thirty Ming soldiers under Liu Zhaoji cowered and hid under the low wall, for fear of being shot by the Qing army's bow and arrow.

"Stand up and fight back!" Liu Zhaoji shouted and scolded from afar, and was about to take the lead in killing and blocking the Eight Banners, but he was hugged by his own soldiers.

"General, I'll go!" The pro-soldier took the general Liu Meng and waved his spear, and rushed towards the low wall with a dozen pro-soldiers.

More than a dozen strong Eight Banner soldiers jumped over the low wall, and the dozens of Ming troops hiding behind the low wall trembled and did not dare to attack the enemy who was close at hand.

Wielding the weapon in his hand, a Eight Banners soldier launched an attack on the Ming army beside him, and the heavy giant axe smashed down with the cold wind, smashing the hastily ushered Pu knife, and smashed it on the chest of the Ming army in front of him.

The strength of the Eight Banners was undoubtedly displayed, and twenty or thirty Ming soldiers were beaten by more than a dozen Qing soldiers, and more than ten were killed in a short period of time. Under these strong Eight Banners, there is almost no one-in-one enemy. The remaining dozen or so Ming soldiers fell to their knees and were about to surrender after dropping their weapons.

More Eight Banner soldiers crossed the low wall, casually gave the Ming troops kneeling beside them, and cut down the surrendered Ming troops one by one.

Before Liu Meng, the general manager, with about 20 personal soldiers, arrived, the Ming troops behind the low wall had been killed.

"Kill!" Behind him was the general, Liu Meng and the others knew that there was no way back, so they killed the Qing army in front of them.

"Kill you too! Kill them all, destroy them all! Liu Zhaoji had red eyes and ordered the other soldiers around him, but except for his own soldiers, most of the Ming troops were trembling and did not dare to step forward at all.

More than 3,000 subordinates were distributed on the city wall that was more than ten miles long, and Liu Zhaoji only had about 200 people around him at the moment, but except for dozens of his own soldiers, the other Ming troops were frightened.

Seeing that Liu Meng was fighting fiercely with more than a dozen pro-soldiers with the Eight Banners, one by one the pro-soldiers fell under the knives of the Eight Banners. Although Liu Zhaoji's personal soldiers are stronger than ordinary Ming troops, they still cannot be compared with the professional Eight Banners. Liu Zhaoji broke free from the pro-soldiers around him and had to go to reinforcements in person.

"Uncle, let's get out quickly!" The soldier who desperately grabbed him was his nephew Liu Sanlang, crying and refusing to let go.

"Run away, this is my place of death today!" Forcefully breaking his nephew's fingers, Liu Zhaoji pulled out the steel knife on his waist, and was about to rush forward with the last twenty or so pro-soldiers, at this time, more than a dozen pro-soldiers in front had been killed by the Eight Banners soldiers, and Liu Meng roared with the few remaining to make the final resistance.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way." A hurried voice sounded, and when I turned my head to look, I saw several Ming soldiers running along the city wall with a small cannon.

Isn't that the artillery of the Daishan Army, they are not attacking the Qing army under the city in the fort, how did they push the artillery here?

Liu Zhaoji was stunned for a moment, and several artillerymen pushed the artillery past his side, stopped, and aimed the muzzle of the cannon at the group of people who were fighting in front.

"No, where is my brother!" Liu Zhaoji suddenly understood, and shouted wildly, but saw that more than ten zhang away, the last personal soldier Liu Meng fell under the knife of the Eight Banners.

Killing the last Ming army in the way, dozens of Eight Banner soldiers shouted and killed along the city, but they heard a loud noise, and countless tiny projectiles flew towards them.

The head of the city, which is more than ten feet wide, has almost nowhere to hide under the cover of scattered bullets. With just one cannon, fifty or sixty Eight Banner soldiers fell, and at a distance of more than ten steps, the power of the artillery could not be stopped even by two layers of iron armor.

"Kill!" Looking at the remaining dozen or so Eight Banner soldiers who were crumbling and did not fall, Liu Zhaoji shouted and led his own soldiers to kill him.

The other two hundred or so ordinary soldiers glanced at each other and followed in unison. Everyone is willing to do the thing of beating the water dogs, and the fierce Eight Banners soldiers on the opposite side have no combat effectiveness at all, at this time, as long as they slash lightly, they can cut off a head, which is a reward of fifty taels of silver!

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