While Luo Jian was observing the Qing army camp, Turai was also staring at the Yangzhou army's camp.

When he saw the camp of the Yangzhou army clearly, he felt that it was unlikely to break through such a camp, so Turai decided to give up the attack and concentrate on defense.

The Qing soldiers began to build high platforms in the camp, obviously to set up a position for the red-coated cannons.

Luo Jian, who was standing on the high platform, held a telescope and carefully observed the Qing army camp, the Qing army's immobility made Luo Jian extremely annoyed, if they set up the red-clothed cannons, the Yangzhou army wanted to attack again, and I don't know how much sacrifice it would take.

Carefully calculating the distance of the Qing battalion, it was about six miles away from the artillery position behind the camp, which was already beyond the range of the artillery.

"No, you can't let the Qing soldiers set up the red-coated cannon smoothly." Luo Jian stepped down from the high platform and said to Huang Degong, Li Chengdong and others who were standing below.

"Governor, let the artillery be dispatched, and we will arrange infantry protection." Huang Degong is also in a hurry, this Qing soldier has become a shrinking turtle, the Yangzhou army is not easy to do, and there is Xuyi County in front of the key.

"Riflemen and newly issued Minnie guns were all dispatched to protect the artillery positions and prevent the Qing cavalry from assaulting." Luo Jian made a decision, there were only more than 300 rounds of rifle ammunition left, Luo Jian felt that he would simply use it up, and he wouldn't count on it without this thing.

Soon, Yan Yingyuan led the artillery through the Yangzhou military camp and moved towards the outside of the camp, accompanied by more than 1,000 archers and firecrackers.

Turai, who was riding on a horse, saw the Yangzhou army's artillery out of the gate of the camp, so anxious that he used his horsewhip to keep beating the auxiliary soldiers who were building the red-coated artillery position, and he also hoped that the red-coated cannon would be set up to fight against the Yangzhou army's artillery.

The artillery of the Yangzhou army stopped not far from the camp and began to build positions.

When Turai saw that it was clearly out of range of the redcoat cannon, the whip that was constantly whipping in his hand was loosened.

Staring at the Yangzhou army artillery that was still coming out of the camp, Turai suddenly felt a little chill all over his body, thinking how much this must be?

While Yan Yingyuan commanded the artillery to quickly build the position, he arranged for the accompanying sappers to dig horse pits and trenches in front of the position.

Soon the artillery position was completed, Yan Yingyuan walked onto the temporary wooden platform, seriously stretched out his right hand and gestured, and soon found that the distance was about three and a half miles, and ordered each gun position to quickly adjust the artillery and aim.

Out of their own camp, the current artillery has become a line-of-sight attack again, and each artillery has adjusted its own direction, and is ready to shoot according to the distance reported by Yan Yingyuan.

The eyes of the officers and soldiers of the Yangzhou First Division on the Xuyi city wall turned to Liu Zhaoji in unison, waiting for him to make a final decision.

In front of the Qing soldiers charging towards the city wall were three or four thousand Ming people, followed by the Qing soldiers' archers and musketeers, in order to prevent the Yangzhou army's firepower, Kong Youde actually used the people captured all the way as human shields in front.

"Open fire, division commander, if we wait for the Qing soldiers to approach, we will be passive." Looking at the siege vehicles that were pushed up behind the people, Zhuang Zi was so anxious that he jumped to his feet and shouted at Liu Zhaoji.

"Can't fight! That's our own people! Before Zhuang Zigu's words fell, Wang Qiang stood up and shouted.

"Xiao Wang, don't worry about it, when the people get under the city wall, they will still be injured by mistake." Liu Zhaoji looked at Wang Qiang, his eyes were full of helplessness.

"No! Let me bring them down and get them into the city!" Wang Qiang roared.

"That's not good, there are too many Qing soldiers, it's too dangerous!" Liu Zhaoji also shouted.

"Raise your hand if you want to come with me to save people!" Wang Qiang ignored Liu Zhaoji and turned to shout at the soldiers of his special brigade.

Seeing the soldiers of the special brigade raising their hands in unison, Liu Zhaoji stopped saying a word, and told Zhuang Zi to defend carefully on the city wall, walk down the city wall by himself, and carefully deploy it.

At this time, the three or four thousand people outside the city were less than 200 meters away from the city wall.

Liu Zhaoji asked his soldiers to take off the armor on his arms and legs, and personally tied Wang Qiang carefully, he knew that Wang Qiang had body armor on his body, and he did not need armor on his upper body.

He shouted Wang Sicheng next to him to confess, and asked him to ensure Wang Qiang's safety, if Wang Qiang is damaged, Liu Zhaoji may have no shame to go to see Luo Jian.

It is only 100 meters away from the city wall, the city gate is still not opened, Liu Zhaoji is still waiting, this distance of more than 100 meters, the people don't know how many casualties they will have when they run.

Wang Qiang tightened the strap on his helmet, carefully checked the rifle in his hand, and finally squatted down and tightened the strap of his combat boots.

He was followed by Wang Sicheng, followed by ten soldiers selected from the special brigade, all of them tall and strong, five in front were riflemen, five in the back were bombardiers, and eleven people were all wearing armor and ready to attack.

Fifty meters later, the Qing soldiers carried the ladder and began to rush over the common people towards the city wall, and at this moment, the gate of the West Gate opened again, and Wang Qiang was the first to rush out.

"Folks, run towards the city gate!" While running, Wang Qiang shouted.

When the people under the city saw that the city gate was open, they rushed towards the city gate in a swarm, and the Qing soldiers behind followed and rushed towards the city gate.

"Quick! Fast! Fast! Wang Qiang kept urging, while raising the rifle in his hand towards the Qing soldiers who rushed to the right of the city gate and began to fire.

The archers of the Qing soldiers also began to shoot arrows, and the people who were running from time to time were shot by arrows and fell, and the archers of the Qing soldiers on the left side of the city gate had already discovered Wang Qiang and began to shoot arrows at Wang Qiang.

Wang Sicheng led two riflemen to stop the Qing soldiers who followed on the left side of the city gate, and after a burst of strafing, the Qing soldiers fell one piece, but none of the Qing soldiers behind stopped and continued to rush forward with the corpses of the Qing soldiers in front.

Two arrows had already hit Wang Qiang's chest, Wang Qiang didn't blink his eyes, and continued to shoot at the Qing soldiers, and the two riflemen behind followed, and the fire of the three rifles finally suppressed the archers of hundreds of Qing soldiers.

Wang Sicheng saw that the Qing soldiers were rushing forward fearlessly, and with a move of his hand, the bombardier behind him rushed up, and threw grenades at the swarming Qing soldiers, exploding a large area of blood mist in the Qing soldiers.

The fire of five rifles and grenades finally opened a distance of more than 30 meters between the common people and the Qing soldiers, and more than half of the people had already run into the city gate, and there were more than 1,000 people outside the city.

The Qing soldiers of the rear brigade continued to rush towards the west gate, and Liu Zhaoji, who was told by the city wall, saw that the situation was already very critical, and while shouting the artillery of the city wall to fire at the Qing soldiers, he ordered Zhuang Zigu to quickly use a catapult to throw a bomb at the Qing army.

More than 200 Mini guns also opened fire on the city wall, and the Qing soldiers who rushed up did not know how many fell, but this Qing soldier seemed to have no fear of death, and just rushed towards the city gate as if they were desperate.

The bombardier had already dropped all the grenades in his arms and retreated into the city with the people, and after a while, Wang Sicheng and several riflemen also ran out of bullets they carried, leaving only Wang Qiang still shooting, he had a bullet belt on his body, and he had two more magazines than others.

There were more than 100 people outside the city, Wang Sicheng asked the other riflemen to run into the city gate first, and he ran to Wang Qiang's side and shouted, "You enter the city quickly, give me the gun!" ”

", get out of here!" Wang Qiang shouted, while continuing to shoot at the Qing soldiers, he was also the last magazine.

An arrow suddenly shot out from the Qing soldiers and hit Wang Qiang's chest, the arrow was very powerful, Wang Qiang, who was kneeling on one knee, was shocked and staggered, and grabbed Wang Sicheng next to him, so he didn't lie on the ground.

Dozens of black dots had already flown out of the city and flew towards the Qing soldiers, and after a while, they all fell into the charging Qing soldiers, and after a while, explosions began to sound one after another, and the Qing soldiers were blown over in pieces.

The red-coated cannons on the city wall also roared, and the solid cannonballs ploughed through the flesh and blood passages among the Qing soldiers.

"Let's go!" Wang Sicheng saw that all the people had run into the city gate, pulled up Wang Qiang and ran towards the city gate, and the bows and arrows of the Qing soldiers behind were still chasing the two of them, and they clanged on Wang Sicheng's armor that was blocking Wang Qiang.

"Close the gates!" Liu Zhaoji, who was standing on the top of the city gate, saw that both of them had entered the city gate and shouted down.

Wang Qiang and Wang Sicheng ran into the city gate and ran to the foot of the city wall, and both of them sat on the ground with their butts, panting heavily.

Wang Qiang took off the bullet belt, took off the body armor on his body, lifted the clothes and saw that his left chest was already red and swollen.

Wang Sicheng saw it, and quickly got up to call the doctor, but found that there were rows of people kneeling in front of the two.

The Qing soldiers who had suffered too many casualties had already retreated, Liu Zhaoji walked down the city wall and looked at the two of them still lying on the side of the city wall panting, Wang Qiang's chest had been smeared with wound medicine, which would have eased his breath.

Liu Zhaoji walked over and looked at the redness and swelling on Wang Qiang's chest carefully, picked up Wang Qiang's body armor and looked at it carefully, and saw that a small hole had been broken outside, and he was immediately lucky.

"At least it's a two-stone strong bow, if you don't have this treasure, your kid's life will be gone, and no matter how good the armor is, it's useless." Liu Zhaoji said with fear.

"Are the people coming in?" Wang Qiang didn't care at all, and asked with a smile.

"More than 200 people were lost, and everyone else came in." Liu Zhaoji said.

"A lot of Qing soldiers have been killed, right?" Wang Qiang asked again.

"Nearly 2,000 Qing soldiers were killed, but the grenades were gone, and there were only more than 300 bullets left." Liu Zhaoji said regretfully that he did not count the 200 rounds of ammunition he had in his private collection.

"That can't be used anymore, I have to find the generals of the Qing soldiers to fight, and when I rest for a while, Wang Sicheng and I will take them to the city wall separately." When Wang Qiang heard this, there were not many of these two weapons, and he was immediately a little anxious.

"What are you doing up there? It's getting dark, and the Qing soldiers won't attack anymore today, so go back to the doctor and take a good look. ”

Hearing Liu Zhaoji say this, Wang Qiang realized that it was almost dark.

The shelling outside Tianchang County has been going on for nearly twenty minutes, and Luo Jian ordered Yan Yingyuan to command the artillery to shoot unhurriedly at the Qing battalion, with obvious intentions, first, to make the position of the Qing soldiers' red-clothed cannons unable to be constructed normally, and second, to force the Qing soldiers out of the turtle shell.

The Qing army camp was already in disarray, and Turai had taken refuge at the back of the camp in order to avoid artillery fire.

Thurai felt that the erection of the red-coated cannon was meaningless, he had never seen this kind of fighting, only others beat him, he could only do it in a hurry, but there was nothing he could do.

Seeing that it was already dark, Luo Jian ordered the artillery to call it a day, and under the cover of the archers and Minnie gunners, the artillery entered the camp in a hurry.

Thurai could only send someone to Xuyi overnight to report to Duoduo.