Beyond the gap in the wall, there was an open clearing, undulating terrain, and you could see the newly cut stakes on the ground and the branches and leaves everywhere, which should have been a forest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 InfoUnfortunately, since the trees have been cut down, why don't you know how to send troops to garrison or build fortifications? Nikan smiled coldly, and was even more contemptuous of the Ming army in the city.

The mace pointed forward, Nikan led 1,808 banner soldiers to kill in the city, as long as he crossed this open field, it was a street where the population gathered, and Yangzhou City was like a red fruit lamb waiting for his own ravage!

The blood all over his body was already boiling, and the killing he longed for in his heart dominated his entire body, completely ignoring the fighting cries coming from behind him, and there was only one thought in his heart, attack forward! Eighteen hundred people ran in the clearing, the sound of heavy footsteps was shocking, and the savage aura was everywhere.

More than a thousand stout bear-like barbarians wore thick armor and rushed over like wild beasts, and the faces of the Ming soldiers behind the barricades turned pale. In addition to the infantry of the Daishan Army, most of the Ming troops in the city were southerners, who were short and thin compared to the northerners, and those who rushed over were real full soldiers, born in the bitter cold land of the old forest in the northeast, and were used to eating meat and grew up as professional soldiers. Looking at the stout soldiers on the opposite side, many Ming soldiers felt that their lips were dry and their calves were cramping.

Behind each barricade was a part of the Daishan army as the backbone, supplemented by a part of the other Ming army and Yangzhou recruits. In the face of the strong Manchurian Eight Banners soldiers who rushed over, although the soldiers of the Daishan Army were also a little afraid, the strict discipline and the two victories they had just won made them not so afraid.

"Stand and shoot!" With the command of the officers of the Daishan Army behind the various barricades, the musketeers stood up, put their muskets on the low wall in front of them, aimed at the Eight Banners who rushed over, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang" bean-like gunshots sounded continuously, and the Eight Banners Soldier Array that was impacting was stagnant, many Eight Banners soldiers looked at their chests incredulously, the armor on their chests was shot through a small hole by bullets, and the red blood was flowing out of the hole, and the strength of the whole body gradually disappeared with the blood flowing out.

At a distance of less than fifty paces, even two layers of armor could not stop the penetration of bullets.

The damned Ming army, there is an ambush! Nikan also saw the barricades that appeared in the street ahead, and the low wall that had just reached chest height cut off the street leading to the city. Behind the low wall, there were faintly many Ming troops guarding there.

The city walls have been broken, do you want to stop the Eight Banners Warriors just by relying on this low wall? Nikan smiled coldly, pointed his mace forward, and a group of white-armored soldiers with shields in their hands rushed towards the barricades.

The White Armor Soldier is the most elite warrior of the Eight Banners, a true professional soldier who has been honing his killing skills since childhood. There are only thirty real white-armored soldiers in each of the three hundred and eight banner soldiers of Niu Lu, and each dead one will be filled by someone else. Each white-armored soldier was covered with three layers of armor, and ordinary bows and firearms could not penetrate this powerful defense. The three layers of armor add up to more than 100 catties, that is, these real warriors can still run freely when they wear them.

One hundred and ten white-armored soldiers held shields in front of them, brandishing heavy weapons and slashing towards the nearest barricade, while the other Eight Banners stopped and took off their bows.

The musketeers behind the barricades were divided into three rounds, one round of fire immediately retreated to reload the gunpowder, and the next round began to fire. Continuous gunshots rang out, and the Eight Banners fell down one after another in the open field. However, the muskets did not seem to have much effect on the white-armored soldiers who rushed over, perhaps because the armor worn by the white-armored soldiers was too thick, and when the bullet penetrated the shield, it could no longer penetrate the thick armor on their bodies. Seeing a group of white-armored soldiers rushing to the barricade, the musketeers behind hurriedly retreated.

"Pikemen!" The battalion Zhengsha Qianli, who was in charge of the command behind the barricade, gave an order, and a team of Daishan pikemen rushed over with a shout, and the sharp spears kept stabbing over, but they were covered by the shields of the white-armored soldiers.

However, there were too many pikemen in the Daishan army, and the spear heads attacked the white armor soldiers like poisonous snakes, and the white armor soldiers could only choose to cover their faces with shields, and waved the mace in their hands to smash them, but they broke a few guns, but more spears were handed over, so that they had no chance to climb over the low wall.

The other Eight Banners soldiers in the open space were about to use their bows and arrows to support the white-armored soldiers in front of them, when suddenly gunshots like bursting beans rang out from overhead, and one by one the Eight Banners soldiers screamed and were shot to the ground. Looking up in horror, he saw countless Ming musketeers suddenly appearing on the roof in front of him. Hurriedly changing the direction of the bow and arrows, the feather arrows shot at the Ming army musketeers on the roof, but they saw that there was a shield hand defending by each musketeer, and most of the feather arrows shot were covered by the shield.

The Daishan army had only 3,000 musketeers, which was extremely valuable, so Ren Siqi assigned each musketeer a special recruit to hold a shield for protection.

"Boom, boom, boom" artillery rang out, and shells flew from all directions and fell into the array of the Eight Banners in the open field. More than 1,000 of the Eight Banners were smashed on their backs, and the archers could no longer care about archery.

Nikan was horrified to see that in just a few moments, the six Niu Lu 1,800 Eight Banner soldiers under his command had fallen four or five hundred, most of them under the muskets and shells of the Ming army on the opposite side. And the white-armored soldiers he sent didn't even break through a low wall......

If it didn't work, he would enter the city in another direction, and Nikan immediately gave the order. The two Eight Banners of Niu Lu left the open space outside the street and attacked in the direction of the south.

The sound of fighting rang out in the south, as was the incessant fire of muskets and the roar of artillery.

"Lord Belle," one of the Eight Banners stumbled back, his armor covered with shrapnel, "there are also barricade ambushes in the south..."

"Do you see that man in gorgeous armor who is very strong?" In a courtyard, the town general Ren Xingfan was lying on the wall and observing carefully, pointing to Nikan in the crowd and saying to the guards beside him.

"See!" The guards nodded their heads.

"That must be the general of the Qing army, aim at him for me, shoot together!"

A dozen muskets crept out of the wall and pointed at Nikan, fifty paces away.

The musket rang out continuously, and Nikan in the crowd trembled, and his body suddenly softened.

"Lord Belle!" The pro-soldiers around him, Goshha, exclaimed, and the Eight Banners soldiers were in chaos.

Manchu Beylenikan, the grandson of the old slave Nurhachi, the third son of Guangluo Beyler Chu Ying, a real Manchurian nobleman, died in the Battle of Yangzhou!

ps: I suddenly saw two deacons among the fans, and I didn't feel happy in my heart, so I added a new chapter. Looking at the helmsman of the alliance who is at the helm of other people's books, I am so envious...... (To be continued.) )