The top of Zhu Houzhao's position was shrouded in smoke, and the Tartars in the distance basically couldn't see the specific situation clearly, but they all knew that the 300 people in front of them should be more than lucky, and if they wanted to make progress, they could only rely on the current 1,000 people.

Although the strikers were eliminated, the lack of experience of the land and water battalions was also manifested. Many soldiers have problems when loading ammunition, or their hands are shaking, the gunpowder is not good, many of them have fallen to the ground, and some of them are not inserted into the barrel of the gun. "With the comfort of these veterans and the passage of time, these men were able to reload their muskets, but they could not catch up with the second round of shooting, and could only continue to play in the third round.

The 1,000 Tartars had already fired arrows and were ready to jump over the wall, and they were also fired with 2 muskets, although not full, but 300 men also fired at them, causing 100 casualties. The arrows fired by the 1,000 Tartars formed a large rain of arrows and flew towards the trenches, and not only the first trench but also the second trench not far away was also attacked.

Zhu Houwei is only 12 years old, less than 1.4 meters tall, in order to observe the battlefield, he took a small bench underneath, only then did he show a head from the horizon, in this arrow rain attack, he saw a few arrows shot at his head, immediately jumped off the bench, but did not stand firm and looked like he was going to fall, if he lay in the trench is still very dangerous, as long as the arrows thrown in this direction may shoot at him, and he will be seriously injured if he does not die. said that it was too late, Zhu Houzhao, who was standing beside him, bent down slightly, stood against the wall of the trench, suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhu Houwei's arm, and pulled it hard, Zhu Houwei only felt a strong force, and the whole person suddenly pounced on the wall of the trench, although it hurt, but Zhu Houwei still clinged to the wall of a gecko, and then turned his head to look at Zhu Houzhao with some horror. Zhu Houzhao just nodded calmly and did not speak, Zhu Houwei felt that Zhu Houzhao on the battlefield was completely different from ordinary life, there was no giggling, some were just serious, and even his younger brother, who grew up together, felt majestic.

The arrows were inserted into the position, and three arrows were inserted in the place where Zhu Houwei was about to fall just now, and the arrows of these three arrows were made of iron, and they were inserted into the soil for 4 inches at once, and the whole arrow body was still shaking. Zhu Houwei was terrified at this time, and felt that death was so close to him for the second time, and the last time was the moment when he jumped off the building in his previous life. At this time, Zhu Houwei, who was terrified, was still panting as he watched the arrow, but Zhu Houzhao calmly patted Zhu Houwei's shoulder and said encouragingly, "It's okay, just be careful in the future." Then he stuck his head out and aimed a flintlock pistol at the enemy. Zhu Houwei's heart suddenly calmed down, and he suddenly felt that Zhu Houzhao was very reliable at some times, and turned his head to think, "I didn't expect to be comforted by a 15-year-old secondary school boy." Shaking his head, he returned to the small bench and watched the enemy. Less than 5 seconds after going up, another rain of arrows struck, and this time Zhu Houwei got off the imperial bench very safely.

Turning his head and thinking, "I go up and down like this, no matter how much I look at it, it won't do much, so I might as well do something else." So he called a soldier of the amphibious battalion next to him and asked him to hand over the gun to him, and then picked up a rattan plaque to cover the two brothers. Zhu Houwei can't shoot, this thing has a lot of recoil, it's not what he can control now, but he can't shoot and can be loaded. At this time, Zhu Houzhao just finished shooting, ready to load, as soon as he turned around, he saw his younger brother handed him a loaded musket, Zhu Houzhao nodded, and didn't say much, and his younger brother changed guns, continued to aim, with the protection of the rattan player, he can also feel a lot more at ease.

What happened to the two brothers was just a small episode on the battlefield, and the main theme was still the battlefield ahead. By this time, nearly 200 people had successfully crossed the earthen wall, and behind the earthen wall, there was a last row of about 300 people of Tartars preparing to cross the earthen wall.

Dong Qinghai was shouting "No. 2, shoot" urgently, and at this time, he was only about 10 meters away from the nearest Tartar. "Bang bang" there was a burst of gunfire, and the Tartars fell another 7,80 people, but about 30 more rushed to the first trench, and then pulled the reins and jumped over the trench. Since the warrior's exposed body was only 4,50 centimeters, it was difficult for the Tartar to cut with a scimitar on a horse, so the jumped Tartar came to the open space between the two trenches, some were stabbed in the legs of the horses with sharp sticks, and then fell into the first or second trenches, and some continued to jump, rushing through the two trenches to the north of the trenches.

At this time there was a certain disorder in the troops, the first trench was better, the musketeers continued to shoot at the Tartars in front, and the Tartars who had already rolled into the trenches were escorted and the old soldiers of the Cat's Ear Fort. Not in the second trench, as there were about 20 Tartars rushing to the north of the trench, the soldiers were somewhat at a loss as to whether to continue to attack the Tartars in front of them or reflexively shoot at the Tartars who rushed over. Zhu Houzhao shouted in the voice of a male duck, "The No. 2 of the second trench shoots at the Tartars who rushed over, and the others continue to shoot the Tartars in the south." Then he turned his gun and shot at the tartar, which was turning the horse's head. With a bang, a tartar fell. "No. 2, shoot" There was a bang, and 15 of the 20 or so Tartars who rushed over fell, and only 4 or 5 people remained.

The Tartars who successfully jumped over the earthen wall involved a lot of energy from the musketeers, resulting in more than 200 Tartars in the last row of the Tartars coming over at once, and only about 30 Tartars in the trenches, who were now fighting with the old army and the guards.

The duel of cold weapons requires extremely high personal skills, morale, and physical fitness of soldiers. The Tartars of about 30 people caused great damage to the 30 guards of the 50 old army, and often the Tartars fell one, and the Ming army had to fall two. Dong Qinghai looked at it, and had no choice but to shout, "All the No. 3 will clear the enemy in the trench first." "The No. 1 trench is nearly three meters wide, and it can't be used if there are too many people, and now the Tartars with a small number of people are actually pressing the Ming army to fight, and they can only rely on the soldiers of the land and water battalion to save the emergency.

A soldier of the amphibious battalion shouted to the besieging old army, "Get out of the way, get out of the way of the cat's ear fort" The old soldier immediately jumped back when he heard it, widening the distance between him and the Tartar, and then there were a few "clicks", the Tartar inserted 3 arrows into his body, and also inserted one in his chest, and walked 2 steps towards the nearest Ming army with a hideous face, and then froze, and fell straight to the ground, splashing a puff of dust. The old army just glanced at it, and then ran towards the Tartars elsewhere. The other tartar was separating one of the guards' slashes, and then slid his scimitar towards the other, and was about to slash through the guard's exposed neck, when suddenly the knife was caught by a soldier of the amphibious battalion. The first trench is less than 500 meters, and there are 500 soldiers of the amphibious battalion inside, even if they are numbered, there are 2 amphibious battalion soldiers every 4 meters to surround and suppress the Tartars in the trenches. When a soldier of the land and water battalion was holding up the scimitar, another soldier of the water battalion was stabbing at the tartar with the Yan Ling knife, this Tartar, who was about 30 years old, was also deeply affected, only to see him turn around, avoid the stabbing Yan Ling knife, and at the same time withdraw the scimitar and slash at the chest of the second water battalion soldier.

The eyes of the soldiers of the second amphibious battalion were a little flustered, but the long-term training of cold weapons in the camp made him not want to think about it, and he picked up obliquely and slashed at the neck of the Tartar, the Tartar did not expect the enemy to react so quickly, so he had to raise his head back to avoid the slashed Yanling knife, and the scimitar also changed the shape of the Yanling knife that the first soldier cut again, but what he didn't expect was that the second soldier picked the Tartar with a knife and did not make any contribution, but the non-stop knife momentum became a chop, and the Tartar could not react, and was slashed through the chest by a knife, from top to bottom, About 30 centimeters, 4 centimeters deep knife wound made the Tartar figure pause, at this time the guards besieging the Tartar stabbed into the Tartar's body from behind, and the tip of the knife came out of the stomach, truly achieving the white knife in and the red knife out. The second soldier of the land and water battalion stabbed forward with a knife, and there was an extra knife in the body of the Tartar, but the Tartar was extremely fierce, and the scimitar in his hand slashed at the second soldier of the land and water battalion, and at this time the knife of the soldier of the land and water battalion was still in the stomach of the Tartar, and he had no time to pull it out, so he could only look at the scimitar in despair. Hearing only a "poof", the Tartar's body froze suddenly, and then his head fell from his neck, and blood spurted out of his broken neck like a fountain, and the four people around him were all over his face. The guards and the two soldiers of the land and water battalion did not look good, and they covered their mouths to keep themselves from spitting out, and the first soldier of the land and water battalion who had just cut off the head of the Tartar with a knife was quite touched, and had already bent down and sighed, and the other three people also expressed their sympathy when they saw this situation, and sighed together.

The general flag that was being loaded next to him shouted with an ugly face, "Have you guys finished spitting, don't you see more and more Tartars coming in, don't you finish spitting, don't you finish spitting while killing the enemy, go quickly." Sure enough, the four of them bent down and ran towards the other tartar with vague steps.