The arrows at the head of the city continued.

It is different from the strange setting of the "elite archers" described in many novels who can only shoot a dozen arrows and are completely scrapped, and need to take a day off. Humans in the real world are not that vulnerable, in fact, if an ordinary person with some training uses a bow and arrow within the range of strength...... It's okay to shoot seventy, eighty, or even one or two hundred arrows.

Especially at this time, among these ragtag armies under Luo Shen, which was almost no different from the militia, there were few real armies that used the pull force, which required a strong bow of one or two hundred catties.

These people only have sixty or seventy pounds in their hands, and even a bow and arrow of only thirty or forty pounds is really not enough to make a strong man exhaust his strength in a dozen strokes.

Of course.

Even so, archery is still considered a skill that requires both skill and strength. Therefore, under Luo Shen's command, except for those who had already been exposed to bows and arrows, none of the archers who had been temporarily trained these days could be said to be qualified.

In comparison, the muskets used by the Ming troops outside the city were much simpler.

Under the protection of shields, the Ming army's musketeers, wearing red jackets and brimmed iron helmets, stopped and lined up seventy or eighty paces below the head of the city.

Already loaded with muskets, they knelt down in the front row, and the back row poked out the muzzles of their guns from the top of their heads.

Luo Shen saw three such double-lined queues and aimed his guns at the head of the city.

"Put!" The accent of northern Shaanxi was probably the officer of the general flag shouting loudly.

Bang bang bang...... A dense barrage of gunfire rang out.

The smoke of a large cloud of black powder ejected from the barrels of thirty or forty guns suddenly shrouded the Ming army in smoke.

However, the lead pellets that bounced in the muzzle of the gun and sprayed rushed towards the city.

Although the smoothbore guns of this era had no rifling relationship, the accuracy of shooting was pitiful. But the array salvo makes up for it very well.

Many of the soldiers at the head of the city had no time to react before they were knocked down by the screaming projectiles.

The sound of bullets hitting people and popping up on brick walls was everywhere...... and the ensuing cries of pain and screams.

"Fight back! Fight back! Shoot them intensively! One-Eye cried out loudly, and shot an arrow at the musketeers with a bow.

Roshen could see that he barely aimed, just drew his bow full.

But the dense queue of the enemy also made up for his accuracy.

The arrow hit a musketeer in the shoulder blade.

The big red coat on his body failed to protect him, and he fell down with a muffled grunt, and it seemed that the arrow had pierced through his internal organs, so that the soldier stopped moving soon after he fell.

Once again, the shields of the Ming army stepped forward to cover the musketeers who had changed their ammunition.

This scene played out throughout the city wall near the city gates.

The musketeers of the Ming army lined up, fired a salvo, and then changed ammunition under the protection of the shield-bearer, intricately reloading gunpowder, compacting, pressing lead bullets, and adjusting the arquebus......

The archers on Roshen's side of the city also quickly learned the art of fighting with muskets.

They bowed down and hid behind the city walls before the Ming army began to aim for a salvo, and waited for the dense volley of guns to whizz past before they got up and returned fire......

For a time, on this not much battlefield, nearly 3,000 Ming troops, as well as about 1,000 "rebels" at the head of the city, started a battle back and forth.

Looking at the performance of the Ming army, Luo Shen shook his head: These Ming troops, vainly claiming to be regular troops, but temporarily organized with this gang, can be said to have a "good fight" with inexperienced rebels.

Then.

The ladder of the Ming army was also carried under the city walls.

Because of the occupation of Pingyang, there were not many stones prepared on the city wall, and the soldiers who had been waiting for a long time without bows and arrows began to throw stones at the Ming army under the city wall.

Although the Ming army also prepared shields, the condescending stones continued to knock people to the ground, and some people were even directly smashed open in the skull.

The muskets roared again with a dense roar.

The soldiers who threw stones at the head of the city were swept down in large areas. The Ming army took this opportunity to hook the ladder to the wall—yes, the "hook" and not the wall.

Many people have noticed that there are two large iron hooks installed at the top of these long ladders, which hook the wall after being put on the wall, making it difficult to lift the ladder easily.

Large numbers of Ming troops swarmed and began to climb, some with knives in their hands, others with one hand.

The musketeers had deliberately slowed down their firing, waiting for their besieging comrades to start firing near the top of the ladder as they climbed halfway through.

During this time, most of the people who dared to get up and throw stones or shoot arrows were almost always shot.

In this case.

The Ming army still rushed to the city wall.

A tall, fast-climbing Ming soldier was the first to jump onto the city, but the soldiers standing inside the city walls immediately turned their guns and stabbed them.

Before the first warrior to reach the city could fight back, he was stabbed into a blood gourd by these seven or eight spears, and directly overturned and smashed down the wall.

But as the Ming army climbed up, more and more.

In the end, the Ming army continued to jump to the inside of the city wall and began to fight with the soldiers who were brainwashed and controlled by the white worms, but at this point, the soldiers at the head of the wall did not have much advantage except for the number of people.

After all, no matter how bad the Ming army is, they are all young and middle-aged men, and they can ignore many attacks in armor, while most of the unarmored militia on the wall can't withstand any of the opponent's knives.

More and more Ming troops poured into the city, and even began to advance towards the city gate in a tangled group.

No matter how poor the training of the Ming army is, it is also a regular army.

Once combined, civilians with no military experience are even more disadvantaged.

If it weren't for the factor of "absolute loyalty" caused by the 'white worm's modified memory', I'm afraid that this army of ordinary civilians would have collapsed and fled long ago.

Luo Shen looked at the soldiers on both sides who were almost completely glued together, and nodded secretly: "Let's start." He said.

When One-Eye heard this, he picked up a large red cloth flag in his hand, walked to the back of the city gate, and waved it.

Behind the city gates.

More than 5,000 "troops" that had been waiting for a long time, almost all of the civilians who had been converted in the past few days, let out a roar of "charge" in the creaking opening of the city gates, and rushed towards the city gates like a tidal wave!

The crowd of black pressure poured out.

The Ming troops attacking the city inside and outside the city walls were suddenly dumbfounded.

Before they could react, these civilians armed with firewood knives, axes, and even kitchen knives and wooden sticks had already rushed into the Ming army.

A Ming soldier had just cut down a teenager with a knife when an old woman who rushed forward slashed him in the face with a firewood knife.

The knife slashed the neck, and it was crooked.

However, the others who followed him were able to bring the wretched soldier to his senses before he could recover and completely crush him down.

Kitchen knives, sticks, rolling pins, fists and kicks......

The poor soldier was soon gone.

The rear of the Ming army.

The officers in command looked at this scene with pale faces, and some people broke down and shouted: "Crazy! Lose your marbles! Are all these people crazy? Why are they all on the side of the anti-thieves?! ”

Oh, yes......

They didn't understand what was happening in front of them.

If there is a drought for many years, and the imperial court forcibly pays taxes, the rebels may respond to the call...... But is there anything in this Pingyang Mansion that can't survive?

They couldn't figure out why these civilians were so crazy that they were on the side of the thieves.