"Guards, advance!"

Seeing the remaining more than a hundred Qing troops, he finally realized that he was afraid. When he was stuck, Yang Lin gave an order to advance!

"Go forward! Go forward!"

The layers of Qing army corpses on the river beach in front greatly enhanced the morale of the guards who initially used flintlock rifles to fight against the enemy. He did not hesitate to implement Yang Lin's adventurous orders. The sound of footsteps sounded, and the guards rolled forward in neat steps.

Seeing that the Ming army had actually moved, the Qing army's eyes, who had just lost their souls, found the focus again, and everyone's face turned red. The Ming army's behavior was a naked humiliation to them.

"Baturu, the Yellow Banner, where is your courage? Sprint up and kill the bright dog!" Tulai's words even added fuel to the fire. Even Goshha, who stopped the main general, unconsciously let go of his hand. In today's affairs, only blood can clear his shame, otherwise even if he escapes, he will never be able to raise his head for the rest of his life.

"Crash, kill Guangming Dog!" More than a hundred Qing troops launched a charge.

Yang Lin was also worried that the remaining Qing army would flee. When he saw the Qing army charged again, he was overjoyed and swung the long sword in his hand: "Stop moving forward!"

The Ming army, who had just rolled forward, stopped and sorted out the slightly scattered team. The square formation became tidy again, and the black musket in his hand pointed straight ahead.

In order not to let these Qing troops escape, Yang Lin did not immediately order the shooting after the Qing army entered the range, but instead stared at the Qing army who was rushing to the front, silently calculating the distance between the two sides.

It was a Qing army in his thirties. His face was fierce. The long sword held high emitted a dazzling white light. Because he tried too hard, the blue veins of the hand holding the sword suddenly rose up. There seemed to be a bright red bloodline at the tip of the sword. This was a long sword that had drunk the blood of the enemy.

The shining sword light, vicious face, and the indomitable momentum of the cavalry charge all tested the nerves of the guards one by one. At one hundred steps, the Ming army in the first row had already pressed the fingers on the plate machine. However, seeing that Yang Lin did not give the order, each had to hold it tightly. Ninety, eighty, and seventy steps Yang Lin still did not give the order. Everyone's hands holding the musket plate machine could not help but tremble.

Sixty steps, fifty steps, a guard could no longer bear it. With a "bang", the sound of the plate was knocked. With the gunshot, other gunshots sounded one after another. The gunshots seemed a little messy, but due to the close distance, the chaotic gunshots still achieved great results. Yang Lin saw that a large piece of blood appeared in the chest of the Qing army that was hitting the front. First, the long sword in his hand fell, and then he fell down the horse.

Yang Lin couldn't help but sigh in his heart. His ideal distance was to shoot about forty steps ahead, so that even if the Qing soldiers wanted to escape, they would not have time to move their horse's head. However, this requirement was obviously higher for the Guards.

"Second team, shoot!"

"Bang!"

This time the shooting was much neat and the results were better. A large area of ​​Qing army fell from the horse.

"Third team, shoot!"

...

After several rounds of shooting, only seven or eight Qing soldiers were left in front of them. They were firmly protecting the map and leaning in the middle. One of them held a yellow flag high. The flag was covered with large holes, and there was also smoke from musket shooting. The broken battle flag was clattering in the wind, and the entire battlefield was desolate.

"drop!"

"drop!"

"drop!"

Anyone can see that Tulai in the middle is a high-ranking Tartar official. Seeing that there was no threat, the Yulin Guard had the idea of ​​capturing him alive and stopped shooting at the same time. If a high-ranking Tartar official could be captured and sent to Nanjing, I don’t know that he would show his face more.

The eight hundred most elite officers and soldiers of Zhenghuang Banner attacked the Ming army with an average number of troops and ended up being destroyed. Tu Lai seemed to be trapped in a nightmare. The Yulin Guard's persuasion to surrender woke Tu Lai and the remaining Qing army from the nightmare. Looking at the Ming army surrounding him, Tu Lai roared unwillingly: "Kill Ming Dog!" rushed out of the middle of the guards.

"Bang!" Several gunshots, blood splashed out on Tu Lai's chest. His eyes looked at the battlefield with nostalgia, and he fell from the horse with a bang.

"Military Gate!"

"Military Gate!"

The remaining voice of Goshha was indescribable. They couldn't believe that the tragedy of the Zhenghuang Banner who followed Emperor Taizong for decades and had never lost his achievements. After entering the pass, they first defeated the Ming general Tang Tong, and then defeated the general Dashun general in Wangdu. They dared to take over the Zhenghuang Banner, the lord of the Zhenghuang Banner who was the first-class Gongtu Lai of the Qing Dynasty, died like this.

"Run!" The remaining few Goshhas made the final charge, their eyes in despair.

"Bang!" After another round of gunfire, the last few Qing soldiers finally fell down. The entire battlefield suddenly became quiet, and only some horses that had lost their masters kept neighing. Several crows in the sky smelled the breath of dead people, hovered in the air, and made a croaking or two times.

"What a pity!" Yang Lin couldn't help but sigh without capturing the Qing Dynasty official alive.

"What a brave and stupid Oriental." Bugalu said proudly. Seeing Yang Lin glaring at him, he quickly changed his words: "It's a Tatar, a stupid Tatar."

Tan Tai led more than 2,000 Zhenghuang Banners' soldiers to the west gate. They looked at the city gate anxiously. The previous Ming envoy had already entered the city with a lantern. Whether the Zhenghuang Banner could make great contributions depends on whether the city gate would be opened by the Ming army as expected.

The gunshots of the Ming army came faintly in the distance, but Tan Tai didn't care. These weak Ming people could only use firearms from a distance, and how could they compare with the skillful bows and horses of the Qing soldiers?

Although it took less than a cup of tea, the Zhenghuang Banner felt that a year had passed and they stared at the city gate.

"Okay, okay." When he heard the messenger come back and say that the Qing army had all agreed to their request, Tian Xiong and Ma Degong looked at each other and smiled. Ma Degong turned to Wu Xing: "General Wu, order the city gate to be opened."

A trace of resoluteness flashed across Wu Xing's face. He suddenly roamed forward and ran and shouted, "They are rebellious and want to surrender to the Tartars, take it down quickly."

"Damn it!" Ma Degong was furious: "Kill him!"

Just after running more than ten steps, Wu Xing screamed with a "ah" sound, and a long sword was inserted brightly on Wu Xing's back. Wu Xing's body shook a few times and fell to the ground.

"General! General!" The soldiers guarding the city cried out in panic.

"Hurry, I am the general officer. I will open the city gate according to the orders of this general." Seeing Wu Xing being killed, Ma Degong breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ordered the guards.

As soon as Wu Xing died, the remaining generals became the chief officer. Outside were thousands of Qing troops, inside, his former superior was about to open the door to surrender. The generals gritted their teeth: "Master, take down the rebellion and take over the generals of Jiao Dacheng!"

"Kill!" Hundreds of Ming soldiers came to Tian Xiong and Ma Degong's personal soldiers.

When I sent someone out just now, the Ming army at the gate felt something was wrong. The two generals who were supposed to be recuperating suddenly came to the gate, not to work hard or defend the city, but sent people out of the city as soon as they came. What is the reason?

When the envoy left the city and returned behind him, there were a large number of Tartars, almost everyone guessed the matter. Many ordinary soldiers were full of anger. Their families were all in Nanjing, and they did not have the awareness of sacrificing their families to surrender to the Tartars as if Hotan Xiong and Ma Degong were the ones who had been with the two generals. No one took the lead. They were angry but did not dare to do anything.

Now that Wu Xing was dead in front of them, another general in charge gave the order. Ming Jun was full of anger and came to Tianxiong and Ma Degong without hesitation. This incident surprised the two of them. However, they could become generals under Huang Degong, and they would not be idiots. They immediately made a decision: "Kill the people at the gate and open the gate."

"Zheng, zheng, zheng." Two teams of Ming troops formed a group in front of the gate. One of them wanted to seize the city gate and the other wanted to guard the city gate. The moment they were brothers in robes, but at this moment they became enemies of life and death.

The subordinates of Tian Ma and the two were all elite soldiers selected from the army. They were only loyal to the commander, regardless of whether they were selling their country for honor or not, and they were ruthless in fighting. In contrast, although the soldiers guarding the city were indignant, their quality was not as good as those of Tian Ma and the other soldiers, and they were worried that the Qing army outside would take the opportunity to attack the city, and they would soon be at a disadvantage.

"What sound?" The Qing army outside the city looked at each other when they heard the movement.

"No, maybe something happened?" said a deputy general next to Tan Tai.

After saying this, Tan Tai's face suddenly became anxious. He just looked at the tall city wall. They could only helplessly. When they came this time, they didn't even bring a ladder. They could only worry when they heard the shouts inside.

The city gate opened with a creak. After all, Tian Ma and his men had the upper hand. Tan Tai, who was impatient, was overjoyed: "Run!"

Thousands of Qing troops rushed towards the city gate impatiently. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, except for some surrounded Ming troops, only the Ming troops scattered. When Tan Tai's horse hooves stepped into the city gate, he wanted to scream loudly, and he finally attacked Jinan first.

At the north gate, the Qing army's siege was Zhenglie, Huang Degong stood on the top of the city and monitored the Qing army's siege. The artillery was sparse in the city. Fortunately, after so many days of siege, the Qing army's artillery seemed to have not many artillery shells left, and the cannons were fired slowly. The Ming army relied on a large number of muskets to block the Qing army's attack.
Chapter completed!