Zhang Shaokang, a soldier of the mountain battalion, was hiding in a private house on the corner of the street at this time, he quietly opened the paper window, raised the steel crossbow and poked his head out. Behind him were five recruits who fought with him, their first time in battle with a hint of excitement and a hint of inadvertent fear.

After confirming that there was no enemy, Zhang Shaokang carefully closed the paper window and put away the steel crossbow, bent down and gestured to the five recruits, the five recruits closed around him one after another, Zhang Shaokang said: "In a while, the red-haired ghost's brigade will pass through here, you don't have to make a noise, watch my gestures." Zhang Shaokang swallowed his saliva, and when he saw that the five recruits were listening very carefully, he couldn't help but feel a little proud, and comforted them: "It's okay, I've also gone through a lot of battles, and I have never been defeated." As long as you are obedient, you will follow me later and take credit. ”

"If I die in battle, can I be a martyr and enter the Martyrs' Shrine?" A recruit looked at Zhang Shaokang with blinking eyes and a look of anticipation.

"Yes!"

"That's good, my father told me that if you become a martyr, you can enter the Martyrs' Shrine and glorify your ancestors." The recruit opened his mouth and said very honestly.

The recruits gathered on the side also nodded their heads in agreement, and someone interjected: "The Martyrs' Shrine is on the opposite side of the emperor's palace wall, and His Majesty has to bring people to worship every year, even the official master is not so beautiful." ”

Zhang Shaokang interrupted them and said: "When a martyr is to die, only those who die on the battlefield can do it, and if they die, there is nothing." ”

Zhang Shaokang looked at the faces of the recruits, he wanted to see the frightened expressions of the recruits, but he was disappointed, which made him, a veteran, a little frustrated, the recruits were full of excitement and chirped: "We are not afraid of death, didn't the night school teach it?" People are going to die, some are heavier than Mount Tai, some are lighter than feathers, we are to defend the emperor and defend the Ming Dynasty. Heavier than Tarzan. ”

Zhang Shaokang glanced at his mouth, a little unconvinced, how can there be a recruit in this world who is more afraid of death than a veteran, looking at what these recruits said, Zhang Shaokang's neck was a little red, and he said, "Okay." We're in ambush, don't talk about that. ”

The recruits were still in awe of Zhang Shaokang, they immediately stopped talking, and there was a burst of gunfire outside the door, Zhang Shaokang listened carefully, clenched the steel crossbow and said: "The red-haired devil is here, divide two people to guard the door of the house, and all the rest will be pulled for me to put arrows, and after pulling the trigger below, run with me." Don't have pauses. ”

As he spoke, the cat got up and opened a gap in the paper window. Sure enough, I saw a group of red-haired soldiers coming out of the end of the street, and some people ambushed them in the houses at the end of the street, some people hung up colors, and some people held breech guns and fired indiscriminately into the surrounding concrete houses.

"Hey, hey!" Zhang Shaokang chuckled. He gestured to the recruits behind him. The recruits also followed Zhang Shaokang's example, leveling the steel crossbow and opening the windows of other places in the house. Zhang Shaokang squinted. Aimed at a red-haired ghost in the messy team on the street. Snort. Zhang Shaokang pulled the trigger. The bowstring flicked forward. A sharp arrow has come out of the crossbow. Flew straight over. Zhang Shaokang didn't look to see if it hit. Hurriedly put away the steel crossbow and closed the window. Whispering to the recruits to retreat.

"I hit a red-haired ghost!" On the other side of the window, the recruit's eyes were still looking straight out of the window. Cheer softly with excitement.

Zhang Shaokang got angry: "Hurry up." The red-haired ghost will send someone over soon. It's too late. ”

The six figures quickly packed their things. Slipped out the back door.

along the road. The sudden burst of arrows from the streets and alleys gave the Dutch a headache. They have already lost two hundred soldiers. A full tenth of the staff was reduced. The trail was littered with Dutch corpses. Without exception. Everyone has crossbow arrows stuck in their bodies.

"Onward! Don't leave an ambush along the road. "The Dutch officers have found a hole in the ambush. Such scattered ambushes can bring a certain number of casualties. But it can't hurt your muscles and bones. Just lead the soldiers through the streets quickly. It is safe to take the soldiers out into the open.

"Soldiers, do you see that minaret? We just have to get to the minaret and it's ready to be repaired. "The officers are constantly boosting morale. As a rule of thumb, there should have been a wide square around that minaret, and once they got there, the Ming army, which had lost its shelter, could only fight them face to face.

The Dutch officers were not mistaken, the towering minaret was the most magnificent building in the new capital---- the Martyrs' Shrine, and there was indeed a wide square around it, and opposite it was the heart of the city---- the imperial palace where Zhu Jun was located.

The Dutch stumbled upon the death of the Ming army, and unbeknownst to them, if they could reach the vicinity of the spire and defeat the Ming army guarding there, they would win the war.

In the temporary command post of the Ming army, Li Xiao was already sweating profusely, and he actually missed one of them, because the strength of the Ming army was too scattered, there were not many guards to defend the palace, and the main force of the three-way Dutch attack did not know what guns and powder they ate, and they actually marched to the palace invariably, so that the original deployment was completely disrupted.

"The red-haired ghost on the left has arrived at Yongshou Street." A hundred-hundred-hundred-household big man entered the command post and said anxiously to Li Xiao.

Li Xiao's face was a little pale, Yongshou Street was not far from the palace, he had to make a decision immediately, otherwise he would be stormed into the palace by the Dutch.........

Li Xiao didn't dare to think about it: "Quickly go and convey the order of the general, and all the soldiers scattered in the city will gather in the direction of the palace to defend the emperor!" ”

"Where does the commander of the new barracks know?"

"The end will be." A stout general stepped forward.

"You quickly take a team of personal soldiers to the palace, persuade the emperor to retreat to the valley, and if there is any delay, come and see him." On the square of the Martyrs' Shrine, a bright red Kong Ming lantern was lit and floated in the air, and gradually soldiers around the perimeter began to move closer to the square and began to deploy along the palace wall.

"The Dutch and the palace are close at hand, please move to the valley for a while." The general didn't wait to be informed, he took off his saber and entered the palace, and raised his face after kneeling and bowing to Zhu Jun.

Zhu Jun felt his hands trembling, and he tried his best to pretend to be calm and said, "Xin's going to fall?" What about my soldiers? Where is the filial marquis Li Xiao? ”

"Your Majesty, the soldiers have not been damaged, Commander Li is still in the command post, but we are worried about the emperor's safety, now all the soldiers have been assembled outside the palace, ready to fight with the red hair outside the palace, the emperor's body of ten thousand gold, must not be easy to take risks, therefore, the commander will send the emperor to protect the emperor into the valley for temporary refuge."

Zhu Jun breathed a sigh of relief, he also said that the city had fallen, and the battle situation outside was not optimistic, and it turned out that the real decisive battle had not yet begun.