The protective battalion responsible for attacking the fortification stepped on a gap full of bricks and stones in the sound of passionate drums, the gap was full of corpses, there were Ming troops, but most of them were Wuzhen Hachao and Baoyi, a corpse was smashed into two sections by the stones pushed down from the city tower, one was in the city, one flew outside the city, the colorful intestines were dragged all over the ground, Cai Huogen, the commander of the first company of the protection battalion, commanded the soldiers to carefully step over the brick pile, crawl over the Hongyi cannon, the city was quiet, the two platoons that entered first did not see the enemy, As soon as the soldiers entered the gap, they formed a team of ten people and covered each other to search and approach the city......

At this moment, the city head sounded a terrible gong, countless boiling oil, gold juice, sassa wood and bows and arrows on the city wall rained down, although the soldiers had long been prevented, but this wave of attacks still caught them off guard, for the protective battalion with full body armor, the most afraid is the sassal wood and big stones, more than 30 people who entered the gap, including the company commander Cai Huogen, were directly stoned to death, and the remaining few who did not die had broken hands and feet on their waists, or they were hit by stones, spraying blood and retreating again and again, and the Ming army in the front row fell in pieces, The special forces and flintlock musketeers in the middle of the protective camp set up their firebolts and opened heavy fire on the city walls, and countless Tartar armor soldiers fell from the walls with a terrible howl, slamming on the ground and stones......

At this moment, countless Wuzhen Hachao appeared on both sides of the road in the city, and they aimed at the Ming army at the gap, and the arquebuses on the firecrackers hissed and blazing!

"Fall down!" I don't know which soldier shouted, but at this critical moment, he remembered the key points of guarding against artillery and other firearms in the training session, and his voice saved the lives of many soldiers who reflexively aimed at the flintlock battalion at the head of the city. Although this soldier did not live to receive military merit in the end.

Wuzhenha Super Fire Gun was just finished, and a team of vests in front of the gap also flashed out, firing thousands of arrows at the scattered Ming army. At this moment of non-death, both sides are red-eyed, the soldiers of the Ming army who entered the gap were attacked from three sides, and they had to guard against the top of their heads, most of the casualties were killed and injured in an instant under this three-dimensional three-dimensional attack, and the remaining soldiers wanted to retreat, where could they retreat? The gap in the back filled with soldiers lining up to enter the city. The front wanted to quit, and the back wanted to squeeze in, and everyone was squeezed into a pot of porridge in the gap.

Right at this moment. The Ming army at the gap was shocked to find that on the opposite road, countless coats pushed a huge five-hundred-pound iron cannon over, and the swarthy muzzle of the cannon was aimed at them!

"Rush up and fight!" I don't know which soldier shouted in despair. The Ming army in the front row instantly burst out with courage. Fiercely diverted in three directions, the crowding at the gap was immediately relieved, and more Ming troops rushed in.

The Ming army in the front row braved the large stones falling like raindrops on their heads, and the large barrels of boiling oil were connected to the fire with the Wuzhen Hachao who was still filling, but they only rushed more than sixty steps and were immediately attacked by powerful snipers. Pull arrows, shoot. Touching an arrow, two rounds of arrow rain were shot at the Ming army in an instant, and a soldier in leather armor was shot into a hedgehog by the arrow rain without rushing two steps.

Huang Chengren, the instructor of the second company of the third flintlock battalion, had just followed the third platoon into the gap, and suddenly there was a loud noise in front, like a strong wind blowing, and the soldiers who were blocking the black pressure in front were all gone, and countless blood splashed on his face, and he saw a company in front of him turn into two pieces and fly over his head, Huang Chengren shook twice, and looked at a large cloud of gunpowder smoke rising from the opposite side in some astonishment, he looked down at several huge blood holes on his body and sprayed blood and water, and fell to the ground and died.

The third platoon was killed by this cannon nearly 30 people, the gap was full of terrible howls, but the vacant place was immediately filled with the figures of the soldiers who followed behind, taking advantage of the interlude in the defenders' firepower, more soldiers crossed the death zone overhead, and met the Wuzhen Hachao who was ambushed on both sides, and for a time the gap was full of firecracks within a radius of 100 meters, and the rising gunpowder smoke surrounded everyone, and the soldiers could only hear the screams and heavy breathing.

After the war, many surviving soldiers said that they survived under the cover of gunpowder smoke when summing up their combat experience, and their summary allowed the Thunder Division to fill with two more weapons in the subsequent street battles, smoke bombs and pepper bombs.

The bloody battle at the gate of the city lasted for more than three hours, the layers of corpses almost filled the gap, the artillery in front of it had already been overheated and exploded, and the defenders had retreated to the vicinity of the inner city under the pressure of the Ming army, and more soldiers poured in.

The sun rose high, the scorching sun shone on everyone's head, the entire southern city was filled with rich blood, and in the spicy gunsmoke, Yang Bo held the clairvoyant mirror, his head leaned forward slightly, he had maintained this posture for a long time.

"Report! The white flag opened the north gate, wanting to abandon the city and flee, the forward cavalry has been connected with the two battalions led by Lord He, and the cavalry battalion has rushed to the rescue, and the current battle is fierce.......

"There are few adults at the north gate, if the Tartars flee with all their might, I'm afraid they won't be able to block the mouth?" Wang Xiaoyu hurriedly came to report.

Yang Bo shook his head and said: "I don't have any troops in my hands to draw, and the opening on the Iron Bull side can't be loosened, you tell He Jiu, let them hold on, as long as they clean up the tartars in the city, Beicheng will not be afraid of them going to the sky." ”

Wang Xiaoyu turned around with a sad face, and said to Tang Ma who asked for help: "There are no soldiers to send here, and it depends on Lord He whether it can be blocked."

The Tang Horse looked up in amazement, as if he was a little incredulous, and after a while, he asked again: "Lord He said, can you divide a few cannons over?" ”

Wang Xiaoyu looked at Yang Bo's figure holding the clairvoyant mirror, sighed and said, "No!" ”

The two looked at each other for a while, Wang Xiaoyu couldn't bear it, and quietly attached to Tang Ma's ear and said, "If Lord He doesn't support it, you can ask Lord Li for help." ”

Looking at the lost back of the Tang Horse, Wang Xiaoyu sighed heavily, He Jiu only had two companies of the first flintlock pistol battalion, a company of the protection battalion, a company of the rescue battalion, plus the cavalry battalion of more than 2,000 people, to block the escape of nearly 4,000 people in Fuzhou, it was obviously not an easy task, the second flintlock pistol battalion here had not yet been used, and there was no shortage of troops in the hands of the adults, but he understood what the adults meant, once the south gate was opened, the decisive battle would be carried out in advance, if the south city could not maintain an overwhelming advantage, the war was afraid that it would be a stalemate, Then it is even more pointless to add troops to the north gate.

"The Tatar slaves are brutal and unkind, slaughtering the people of Fuzhou and attacking my Liaodong homeland, today is the time for them to repay their blood debts!"

At the north gate, He Jiu was fully dressed and shouted loudly to the soldiers who formed the battle formation, and the instructors immediately whispered his words to the soldiers in the back row.

"The south gate has been broken, and the adults are going all out to encircle and annihilate the Tartars and the Han army flag, can we block this opening? Let these executioners whose hands are stained with the blood of the people of Fuzhou, Dengzhou, Liaodong, and innocents get the retribution they deserve? Can? He Jiu said loudly

"Whew!"

All the soldiers shouted loudly, and the sound even drowned out the sound of artillery in the distance.

"Cheer up, let the Tartars see my big man's methods of killing thieves!" He Jiu shouted.

At that moment, the instructor said: "All of them, sing!" ”

The soldiers of each battalion saw that the defeat of the Tartars was imminent, and when they heard that the adults personally commanded the other battalion brothers to encircle and suppress the Tartars in the city with all their might, and to join them at any time, they were immediately jubilant, and when they heard the words of the instructor, they all let out an earth-shattering roar, but because the tone was too high, the military song was like a ghost crying wolf

"In the yellow land, many heroes, with one enemy and a hundred people are not cowardly......""...... People are not cowardly, Qiu Bixue, look at my Chinese man's blood"

“…… The blood of a boy is self-heroic, and his pride runs through his chest and heart like iron"

"Carrying a golden knife in his hand, wearing a white jade jue, hungry for a beautiful chieftain, thirsty for Rakshasa blood......"

"Ten thousand wins, ten thousand wins, ten thousand wins!"

He Jiu patted the back of the instructor who prepared the lines for him, and encouraged: "Your agitation ability is good, do a good job"

At the head of the northern city, Azig anxiously looked at the formation of the Ming army a mile away under the crowd, heard the "majestic" military song from a distance, and then looked at the huge banner of the general of the Zhenguo, he couldn't help but feel timid, he looked at the crowd and couldn't help but say: "There are really only two thousand Ming troops outside the northern city?" ”

Abal stepped forward and nodded affirmatively: "Master, the slave has sent people to investigate several times, and there must be no falsehood, the strange thing is that the Ming army at the east gate has no reaction, and there is no intention to support the north gate at all?" ”

Azig snorted coldly: "That's because Yang Bo thinks that these two thousand Ming troops are enough to block us in the city, in this case, we have no way to advance or retreat, so we have to rush hard!" ”

At this moment, a Han army banner commander with a head full of gunpowder came over, and all Zhangjing drew their knives one after another to block him out of the circle.

"Twelve Beizi, please send troops to rescue the commander, right? Most of the Han army flag was lost, Wuzhen Hachao was almost disabled, and the handsome man was about to be unable to withstand it! The Ming army is about to capture the inner city? ”

Azig looked at everyone with a panicked face, and nodded at Abar, who approached the kowtowing Dusi from behind, and the head of the Dusi rolled to the side with a gurgling face.

Azig patted the head of the mount lovingly, pointed at the Chahar Zhangjing with his horsewhip, and said: "Give you five hundred vests, a battalion of swinging teeth, and your two oxen as the vanguard, and tear apart the Ming army formation blocking the door for me." ”

That Mongolian Zhang Jing didn't expect Azig to give him such a difficult task, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart, but now everyone is a grasshopper on a rope, and no one can run away from the formation, so he has to endure his breath, gritting his teeth and shouting: "Yes!" ”

After saying that, without looking back, he rode his horse towards the headquarters.

A quarter of an hour later, the heavy north gate of Fuzhou slowly opened, the horns whined, and Chahar Zhangjing led more than 2,000 men and horses, like wolves, to pounce on the Ming army of He Jiu's department with murderous spirit.

The sniper battle in Beicheng, Fuzhou, which was later recorded in history, kicked off in this way...... (To be continued......)