"Bang, bang, bang......!"

Under Yang Dingshu's strict order, the officers and men of the Beijing battalion on the Guangqu Gate hurriedly turned around more than 20 small cannons of 600 catties, and fired a dense barrage against the Zhou Yuji Department and the Manmeng Green Banner who were fighting together.

Under the attack of the official artillery, the crowd of people in the melee under the city fell in pieces.

After those war horses that had lost their owners were frightened, they were even more frantically scurrying around, rushing into chaos with the army formation that Zhou Yuji had just assembled.

In the outer city of Jingshi, the sound of artillery, firecrackers, shouts of killing, and screams were mixed together, which made the people who were hiding at home because of fear extremely panic, and they did not understand why the impregnable city wall of Jingshi was breached by the Jingnan army from Shandong.

Amba and Alan Chai constantly drove their cavalry forward to assault, they didn't care about the cannons on the city, endured heavy casualties, and rushed all the way in the direction of Chongwenmen.

They clearly knew that only if they defeated the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp who were besieging Chongwenmen, then the battle would be won, because the remnants of the Beijing camp in the outer city would be solved by the main force of the Jingbei Army that followed up.

On the way to charge, one after another of the vests covered with green flags fell from the cannons, but in the eyes of these fierce Manchu traitors, the death of their companions only aroused their blood even more.

"Kill! Kill all these officers and soldiers! Kill, for the sake of the Jingbei Army, for the sake of the Metropolitan Governor, to the general! As long as we rush to the side of Chongwen Gate, the artillery on Guangqu Gate will not do us any harm. ”

Brandishing his cavalry spear, Alan Chai kept rushing forward, and he could judge the approximate range of the artillery on the city by the roar of the artillery.

There is no turning back arrow from the bow, since you have entered the city, there is only one road in Huashan, and you have to kill to the end, not to mention that the Chongwen Gate four or five miles away has hung the banner of Huang Wenchang, the general soldier of Baoding.

"Go quickly, the artillery on the Yongding Gate is unloaded, bombard Chongwen Gate, fucking Lao Tzu was deceived by Huang Wenchang of the dog day! Weng Ziqi, you take 2,000 soldiers to seize Zhengyang Gate and attack from the city. ”

Huang Degong, the chief soldier of the Yongwei Battalion, was about to go crazy, although he reacted quickly, but by the time he integrated the troops into the city, Chongwenmen had already been attacked by Huang Wenchang.

As the chief soldier of the Son of Heaven's army, Huang Degong knew better than anyone else the defensive power of the inner city of the Beijing Division, but he had to urge the soldiers under his command to launch an attack on the inner city wall with the courage of a moth to the fire, because he had no time to delay, and the rapid sound of horses' hooves and the earth-shattering shouts of killing on the side of the Guangqu Gate showed that the outer city of the Beijing Division had been broken by the cavalry of the Shandong Army.

Weng Ziqi was also born in Beijing, after being selected into the army by Huang Degong, he has always been brave in doing things, Huang Degong is also very trusting to him, and at a critical moment, Huang Degong can only rely on him.

The Baoding army has only more than 2,000 people, and it is too late to unfold, at this time, there is only more to fight less, to fight fast and slow, and counterattack from the city, and it is impossible to recover the decline.

"The last general commands!"

Weng Ziqi looked at Zhengyang Gate, which was about four miles away from Chongwen Gate, and a hesitant look appeared on his face, and he finally received Huang Degong's general order.

"Quick, quick...... The cavalry had already entered the city, and it was time to break through the Beijing division. ”

Just when the officers and troops in the Guangqu Gate were scattered by the green flag, Liu Wenxiu, the general of the new four towns of the Jingbei Army, also rushed to the city with people.

"Hurry up, release the guns, the white pole soldiers and the mandarin duck soldiers are all killed in this town, attack Beijing City, and capture Emperor Chongzhen alive!"

Stepping over the corpses everywhere in the city gate cave, Liu Wenxiu was full of spirits, and the wish of his father-in-law, Zhang Xianzhong, the eighth king, was finally realized in his hands.

"Bah, Bah, Bah......!"

The long-range soldiers of the three infantry teams of the new four towns faced the artillery team of Yang Dingshu's department, who was still stubbornly resisting on the city wall, inside and outside the Guangqu Gate.

Lang Shaozhen, the deputy general of the new fourth town, brandished a long knife and led two infantry teams of mandarin duck soldiers to rush to the head of Guangqu Gate.

"The sons and daughters will kill the thieves with Ben!"

Looking at the Jingbei Army surging up to the city like a tide, Yang Dingshu suddenly drew his sword and brazenly pounced on the Jingbei Army that came from the conflict with fearless courage.

Stabbed with a spear and slashed with a knife, the stone steps of the city were covered with corpses in an instant, including those of the Jingbei Army and the officials of the Beijing Battalion.

Yang Dingshu mechanically stabbed the spear in his hand, relying on the advantage of actually descending, he had already stabbed down three or four Jingbei soldiers who had ascended first, but his personal bravery was useless to the situation in front of him.

"Clay pot grenade, clay pot grenade!"

The Jingbei army, which was still about a foot high from the top of the wall, took out small clay pots with fuses from their waists one by one, lit them and threw them desperately on the city.

"Bang, bang......!"

Plumes of choking gunpowder smoke rose, and the broken porcelain pieces and iron nails in the clay pot suddenly scattered in all directions, and the soldiers who were hit by the explosion fragments were either injured and fell to the ground or were hit to the point and died on the spot.

The soldiers who were choked by the lime powder and arsenic in the clay pot covered their throats and rubbed their eyes one by one, and let out a series of miserable screams.

After the dense explosion, the officers and soldiers of the Beijing battalion blocking the city collapsed, and suddenly cleared a vacant land with a radius of several zhang.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, countless Jingbei troops rushed to the city, and then waved the swords, spears and wolves in their hands and pounced on the remnants of the city tower.

"Run away......!"

Li Guozhen, the commander of the Beijing camp, couldn't hold on any longer, threw down the long sword in his hand, and fled frantically in the direction of Yongdingmen.

"Defeated...... Defeated ......! ”

The soldiers were afraid, and the supreme commanders of the Beijing camp all retreated, and the officers and men of the Beijing camp, who fled from the battlefield and were still holding on, still had the courage to continue fighting, and one by one threw down the weapons in their hands and fled in all directions.

"The small ones have descended, the small ones have descended, and I ask the Metropolitan Governor to spare his life!"

"The small ones have descended, the small ones have descended, and I ask the Metropolitan Governor to spare his life!"

Those who didn't have time to flee were even more simply, looking at the Jingbei Army who were getting closer and closer, they put down the instruments in their hands one by one, knelt straight on the ground, and kowtowed frantically.

"Lao Tzu fought with you!"

In the face of the Jingbei army pouring into the city, Yang Dingshu, a guerrilla in Beijing, set fire to the gunpowder warehouse set up in the city gate tower in desperation.

More than a dozen Jingbei officers and soldiers who rushed up were engulfed by the violent explosion in an instant, and Lang Shaozhen, who followed closely with a knife, was even pushed out of Zhang Xu by this huge wave of qi, if it wasn't for Chen De's desperate rescue, he would have been pushed directly down the city.

"Yang guerrilla ......!"

The explosion at the head of the city made the eyes of Zhou Yuji, who was still fighting in the bloody battle outside the city, almost drip blood, but he was also in a desperate situation.

Li Guozhen's lead in retreat also affected the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp who followed him to resist, and the more than 1,000 soldiers of the Beijing camp who surrounded him to resist would run and run, and they would fall, leaving only about 100 personal soldiers, and almost all of them were wounded.