"Kill the rebels!"

In the school field, I don't know if it was the brave banner man general who hit the horse, led a few cavalry, brandished a long knife and ran out of the darkness, which actually caused a group of flag soldiers to follow, mixed with foot and horse, facing the artillery bombardment, and screaming to the north city

Behind them, there were countless bannermen and people following closely, both men and women, and it was a mess.

For a time, the teaching field was full of bannermen, soldiers and civilians rushing north. It seems that they are also ruthless, rather than being killed in vain, it is better to fight.

"Balezhan, come back quickly!"

Giltab cried out in frustration.

What is the difference between this idiot charging with the soldiers and civilians like this and sending him to death in vain?

"Puffy Puff!"

The sound of artillery was continuous, muffling the shouts of Giltarb, and the cannonballs fell like meteors into the teaching field, jumping and dancing, destroying everywhere they went, people turned on their backs, horses neighed, and a sea of blood and rain.

Giltarb was anxious, but helpless.

In the morning light, he could see clearly that Balezian, who had taken the lead, was knocked to the ground by a few cannonballs, and his flesh and blood flew sideways, never to get up again.

"Balesian, you stupid ......"

The muscles on Giltab's face trembled, and he couldn't speak anymore.

The sound of artillery continued, followed by the sound of guns in the east and south of the city, and it was obvious that the rebels had attacked the city from the east and south, and they were about to surround the school field.

"Report, the rebels have occupied Yingzimen, our army has suffered heavy casualties, and is retreating to the west of the city!"

"Report, the rebels entered from Pinghaimen, our soldiers and horses are too few to resist, please send reinforcements from the general!"

One by one, the flag soldiers came to report the military situation, and everyone was panicked.

Giltarab's face was gloomy and depressed. In this way, the rebels have entered the city from the east, south, and north, forming a situation of encirclement.

And most of the Qing troops in the city were concentrated in the teaching field. If we don't withdraw, I'm afraid it's really too late.

As Giltarb hesitated, the rebel artillery on the eastern wall suddenly stopped firing at the church and tilted its shells into the city. Then, on the south side of the city, there was also the sound of rumbling artillery, and the artillery of the south and east walls of the rebels opened fire together, and the houses in the city collapsed one after another, and the soldiers and civilians fleeing in a hurry were everywhere.

"Does anyone know where Li Shizhen is now?"

After a moment of silence, Giltab finally had a seizure.

"General, this guy Li Shizhen seems to be still fighting with the rebels."

The general of the banner man replied softly.

"General, do you want to go back to save Li Shizhen?"

Xiao Riding School Delgu and Li Shizhen have a good relationship, so they couldn't help asking.

All the bannermen were silent, and Giltab gave Dergu a cold look and turned his head.

The explosion of "Tongtong" sounded, and it turned out to be from the front of the teaching field again, and Giltab looked up and looked forward with an ugly face.

In the morning light, the rebels' heads were crowded, the smoking iron bumps in their hands were constantly thrown out, and the fire was fired in unison, and the Qing army in the north of the sect was defeated and retreated, leaving corpses and blood everywhere, obviously unable to withstand the fierce attack of the rebels.

Giltarb looked at the bloody battle, his eyes were gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The rebels were fierce and forgot to die, their swords and shields were in front, the grenadiers opened the way, and the firecrackers kept firing, bombarding the Qing soldiers in the teaching field, shooting mercilessly.

Their artillery also followed, and the gunners set up their artillery on the high ground around the school yard and carried out indiscriminate shelling of the stubborn Qing soldiers in the school field.

"Grenadier, throw again!"

Zhao Guohao shouted loudly, and the grenadiers moved forward one after another, bombarding indiscriminately, the flag soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and the corpses piled up on hills. Some Qing troops could no longer hold on, and retreated one after another, and those who held on to it fought back while retreating, constantly falling, and there were corpses along the way.

Zhao Guohao led the soldiers and soon poured into the arena.

"General, the city wall has been captured by the rebels, and if the shelling continues, I'm afraid it will be ......"

Brinta, another riding schoolman, turned pale and whispered.

"Dergu, you lead your subordinates, together with Li Shizhen, to cover the withdrawal of the bannermen from Qiantang Gate, bring nothing with you, and save your life."

Giltarb gave orders to the side with a dejected-looking Dergu.

The banner soldiers in the city have already collapsed, and there is no point in holding on any longer.

Knowing this, it was better to spend money to buy the bodies of Jieshu, Fu Lata and others, and retreat calmly.

This damn Li Shizhen!

"Yes, General!"

Del hurriedly turned around and ran away.

"General, Katsuho hasn't come back yet, isn't it already ......?"

Brintha asked cautiously.

Giltarb looked north, his eyes glazed over, and he did not speak.

The northern city wall where Shengbao is stationed has been blown down by the rebels, and there is no news from Shengbao at this time, I am afraid that it is more than lucky.

"General, do you want to set a fire to cover the retreat of the people and leave nothing for the rebels!"

The general of the banner man said fiercely.

It's a pity that tens of thousands of stone of grain in the city are left for the rebels!

"Brinta, you take people and burn the grain. Wait for the army to evacuate and burn the whole city! ”

Giltarab's gaze was cold, and the chill was overwhelming.

"Why don't you go quickly, are you going to disobey military orders?"

Blinka broke out in a cold sweat, said yes again and again, and quickly took people away.

Zhejiang's political secretary Yamen, the rebel army surrounded the water and was attacking.

Several "10,000 enemies" were stuffed under the gate of the government office, and the fuse "clanged" and with a loud "boom", the gate was torn apart and collapsed with a bang.

Several soldiers rushed in shouting, only to be knocked down by the whizzing arrows and projectiles from inside.

"Grenadier, level it for Lao Tzu!"

The leader of the pack shouted angrily.

More than a dozen grenadiers stepped forward together and threw the "10,000 enemies" that had been ignited in their hands one after another.

"Pass! Open! The sound was earth-shattering, smoke and dust were flying, and the howling and moaning in the yard were incessant. The firecrackers poured in, and the platoon fired in unison, and the remaining Qing soldiers in the courtyard were drenched in blood and fell down one by one.

The rebels poured into the lobby and backyard, and the sounds of fighting broke out one after another, and they soon occupied the heavily guarded Yamen of Zhejiang's political division.

As the Qing army's yamen in the city were quickly captured one by one, the rebels closed and surrounded the northwest corner of the city in order to annihilate the last recalcitrant resistance.

Under the morning light, the Qiantang Gate slowly opened, and countless bannermen, soldiers and civilians abandoned their armor and fled from the city of Hangzhou in a hurry, escaping from the southeastern important town where they once served as a conqueror and a victor.

On the city wall, under the sun, countless rebels held swords, guns, and firearms, raised their arms and shouted, hugging and celebrating.

A small battle to break the city was a crucial victory for Wang Heyao and his rebels.

They fought in the north and south, fought bloody battles, and finally had a base area of their own.

The purpose of war is nothing but to serve the final purpose. As for whether to hunt down these remnants and defeat them, it is really not worth mentioning.