The leader of the more than 100 Qing troops who were ambushed among the people was a Jialazhangjing under the command of Zhenglan Banner. The military system of the Qing army, every five cattle is recorded as a Jiala, so Jiala Zhangjing is a military attache in the Qing army, which is equivalent to a general or guerrilla in the Ming army. And this Jia Lazhangjing is the leader of Tunqi's personal guards, and the people around him are all the elite white-armor under the command of Bo Luo and Tunqi. There were only more than a dozen white-armored soldiers in the Qing army, and this time, Boluo and Tunqi actually sent out all the white-armored soldiers under their command, which shows the importance they attach to this war.

The white armor soldiers are three layers of armor, the inside is chain mail, the middle is iron armor, and the outer cover is inlaid with iron pieces of cotton armor, which can effectively resist the attack of swords, guns and arrows, and the blades and feather arrows of ordinary Ming soldiers do not work at all. At the sound of Jia Lazhangjing's order, the Qing soldiers lifted the big coat draped on their bodies, revealing an iron helmet with red feathers and a flame flag on their backs. Before his body moved, he first threw out the short-handled axe and iron bone duo in his hand, and when he landed, he cut down a piece of the Ming soldier who was pulling the drawbridge not far away.

"Get down! Get down on your stomach! Suddenly a Jiangyin accent shouted at the head of the city, although the people's hands and feet were tied, their mouths were blocked, but their ears were bright, they could hear clearly, and the people who came out of the city greeted and supported, and the men, women and children lay on the ground together.

More than 300 Qing soldiers escorting the people rushed onto the suspension bridge under the leadership of more than 100 white armor, and several white armor brandished tiger tooth knives, pick knives, and giant axes in their hands and went straight to the rope of the suspension bridge, but after cutting down, sparks splashed everywhere, and the chain made of pure steel was actually not hurt at all.

Regardless of how helpless the soldiers who cut the steel rope, Bai Jia led hundreds of Qing troops to storm the gate of the urn city, hoping to take it in one fell swoop and buy time for the follow-up cavalry to arrive.

However, after the Ming army fell more than ten people, they fled to the city in a uniform manner. Jia Lazhangjing couldn't help but be overjoyed. It seems that the Ming army can only rely on the fortified city to defend it, and there is no difference from the previous virtue.

Jia Lazhangjing waved his arm suddenly, and the iron ring and big sword in his hand shook and clanged, which was originally intended to shout and inspire the soldiers to move forward bravely and conquer the gate of the urn city in one fell swoop. But the arm was just raised. Before the words in his throat could be shouted, he heard a crisp sound of "bang" on the head of the city, and immediately, a line of blood arrows appeared on his forehead, and even the helmet made of iron was pierced, and his body was as if he had been struck by lightning, and in an instant, the iron ring knife in his hand fell to the ground.

As Jia Lazhangjing was shot in the head by the Ming army's musketeers, he fell to the ground with a bang, and the Qing army's advance stagnated. As soon as Dan, Niu Lu Zhangjing on the side took over the command. But as soon as he called out, he was immediately shot and killed by the Ming army gunners on the city. On the suspension bridge, the distance from the city is only sixty or seventy steps, so the Qing army has become the clearest target of the Ming army's gunners.

Before the charging Qing soldiers could react, the sound of firing guns had already sounded one after another on the top of the city, and a large number of Qing soldiers including the most elite white-armored soldiers wearing three layers of heavy armor fell with the sound of gunfire. But the remaining soldiers still rushed towards the city gate without fear of death under the leadership of their own low-ranking officers, such as Zhuangqiang and Junda.

However, a little change has quietly taken place at the city gate, after the Ming army that originally pulled the drawbridge advanced into the city. At the gate of the city of Wengcheng, a team of firecrackers quietly appeared, according to the three teams common in the Ming army. Arranged horizontally at the city gate, the fiery ropes on the firecrackers jumped happily and shone with sparks of excitement. But the Qing army rushing forward suddenly constricted his pupils.

A puff of white smoke burst out with a roar, and in an instant, it enveloped the gates of the urn city. At this time, the Ming soldiers didn't have to aim at all, they just didn't stop for a moment. The three teams took turns shooting their guns into the mist. The people at the drawbridge outside the city trembled and lay on the ground, chanting Buddha in their mouths, but their hearts were terrified to the extreme.

After six volleys were fired, the officer ordered to stop firing, and the cold wind whirled. Soon the smoke was blown away, and the Ming army gunners found that in the city gate cave, only a few lonely figures were still standing.

One of the white-armored soldiers in Ming armor was in the center, the armor on his body was full of bullet holes, but there was no blood flowing out, obviously the damage was not great, but there was blood on his legs and neck, standing there and staggering, several bannermen around him snuggled up to each other, and several people kept looking back.

In the distance, the dust and smoke were rising, and the Manchu camp was like a dam with the gates opened, and the various openings of the cavalry torrent camp were constantly surging out.

The few remaining people seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, clenched the weapons in their hands and moved their steps with difficulty, and even the strength to lift the blades no longer existed, but they still walked towards the Ming army on the other side of the city gate.

What awaits them is a new round of firecrackers. At such a close distance, the projectile easily penetrated the heavy armor on their bodies, bringing up a puff of blood and faintly visible shredded flesh, and the bodies of several people kept twitching and trembling in the rain of bullets, until finally they fell unwillingly to the ground under their feet.

Tun Qi held a clairvoyant mirror in his hand, and at a glance caught the bright red feathers of the white-armored soldiers in the crowd swaying, watching their vigorous posture unstoppably rush towards the city gate, and couldn't help but almost jump up excitedly.

"Cavalry, hurry up, hurry up!" In a series of urging sounds from Boluo and Tunqi, the foot soldiers in the Qing army camp hurriedly opened the side wall of the camp that had already been opened, and the restless war horses that had been waiting for a long time straightened their necks, kept neighing, and the horses' hooves trampled on the ground with all their might, rushing out of the shackles of the camp like arrows from the string.

The artillery fire of the Ming army seemed to be a little unprepared for this change, and the artillery on the head of the city sounded sporadically, but this counterattack was simply insignificant for the Qing cavalry that swept towards Jubaomen.

The cavalry scattered the formation, let the horses under the seat spread their hooves, and happily ran towards Jinling City, which was within reach of the naked eye. There were countless gold and silver goods, Han beauties and wealthy markets, and for the Qing army, it was a paradise within reach.

The cavalry could even see that the Han people who were lying on the suspension bridge began to jump up in panic and ran desperately in the direction of the city gate, but the panicked Ming soldiers forgot to pull up the suspension bridge on the most important moat.

The sound of horses' hooves became more and more urgent, and the blood gradually surged to the head, and only the majestic city pass was left in sight.

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Chen Ruizhi's father and son beat their horses and whipped back to the Qing army camp, and they just returned to the camp not long after. The cavalry of the Qing army poured out. Chen Ruizhi patted his chest and shouted lucky, if he was just in time for the Qing cavalry to leave the camp, the father and son would probably be trampled into meat by this rolling torrent.

Lin Zhiji, the county governor of Jiangyin, who had descended to the Qing Dynasty, had been waiting for the fire for a long time, and the leather hat on his head had already become a fan in his hand, constantly fanning, and his forehead that had just been shaved was blue and white. It was shiny with oil, and it wasn't until he saw Chen Ruizhi's father and son turn around that he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Lin Zhiji didn't expect that Chen Ruizhi would be able to bring Chen Ting back, and he was suddenly a little overjoyed. Chen Ting's "unscrupulous business" is well-known in Jiangyin, and even the former governor of Changzhou knows that there is a scholar in Jiangyin who is obsessed with firearms manufacturing. Now, the Eight Banners of the Qing Army are interested in the firearms of the Ming people, and if Chen Ting can be recommended, wouldn't it be another great achievement. Therefore. Lin Zhiji informed Tunqi and Gongshun Wang Kong Youde of the news early, and these two were naturally overjoyed, otherwise they would not have added Chen Ting to the conditions for negotiation.

"Brother Chen, you can be counted as coming back, King Gongshun has urged him several times, saying that he wants to bring Ling Lang back no matter what, and he wants to see him in person!"

"Really?" Chen Ruizhi couldn't believe his ears. Kong Youde, that is the king of the Han army banner of the Qing Dynasty. Even the regent Dolgon held him in high esteem, if his father and son could gain his favor. Isn't that going to be a step to the sky in the future?

But he was still a little worried in his heart, his son knew that Chen Ting was a child who was not reassuring since he was a child, and he was even more resolutely opposed to Chen Ruizhi's surrender.

However, he asked Chen Ting tentatively. But to Chen Ruizhi's great surprise, Chen Ting actually agreed with a respectful expression. Chen Ruizhi couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, but after thinking about it, this kid has suffered a lot in prison because of himself, in this world. Only after tasting the pain can you know that wealth is not easy to come by, and you have already figured it out. Immediately, Chen Ruizhi took Chen Ting, and Lin Zhiji came to the camp to meet Kong Youde.

When they arrived at the door of the big tent, the guards stopped the three of them, and their eyes noticed the wooden box that Chen Ting was holding firmly, "What is this?" Open to check! ”。

Chen Ting held the wooden box tightly, refusing to let go of anything, Chen Ruizhi hurriedly smiled and said: "Please don't mind this adult, this is the instrument and atlas for the development of firearms by dogs, and it has always been protected by a treasure in the heart, even if he was imprisoned some time ago, he still carries these things, and it is difficult for him to keep them until now, these are things that the prince wants to see with his own eyes, ...... do you think?" ”

But the guards insisted on retrieving it, Chen Ruizhi coaxed the wooden box over, and after opening it, it was indeed some miscellaneous items such as atlases and tools drawn by Chen Ting himself. The guards led the three into the tent.

Kong Youde, in his fifties, defected to Huang Taiji when Chongzhen was in turmoil, and also brought the artillery technology of the Ming army to the outside of the pass, which was reused by the Qing court, and was named the king of Gongshun, and Geng Jingzhong and Shang Kexi became the first Han people to be crowned kings. Although the left and right divisions of Wuzhen Chaoha were under the leadership of Shi Tingzhu and Ma Guangyuan, the officers, non-commissioned officers, and gunners in them were all trained and promoted by Kong Youde, so Kong Youde's prestige in the Manchu artillery unit was still unmatched.

Listening to Lin Zhiji, Jiangyin garrison Chen Ruizhi has a son who has been obsessed with firearms making since he was a child and has invented many novel instruments. Hearing that even the defenders of Nanjing now rely heavily on it, Kong Youde couldn't help but be overjoyed, and now this talent who is proficient in firearms production is really too rare. The Franco-machine merchants can introduce some craftsmen, but on the one hand, these people are not able to understand the language, but they are too stubborn, and they do not know how to adapt measures to local conditions, and the actual forging process of the Qing Dynasty is not fully satisfactory.

Therefore, it is better to recruit some craftsmen from the Ming Dynasty, which can improve the forging efficiency of the artillery.

Therefore, as soon as Chen Ruizhi's father and son entered the big tent, Kong Youde noticed the young man who was holding the wooden box in his arms behind him.

But he didn't notice that when the young man saw his eyes, there was clearly endless murder in his eyes. (To be continued......)