The Ming soldier was stunned for a long time before he realized what he was doing and couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha. Bai Jia. I actually killed a Bai Jia. Dog Tatar, come if you dare. Grandpa is waiting for you."

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The two sides went back and forth, and the stalemate lasted for about half an hour. Although the Ming army had tried its best, there were still brave Houjin soldiers who climbed to the top of the city and quickly gathered.

Hand-to-hand combat is inevitable.

Li Yuanqing had returned to his command position near the city gate tower. This moment of inspecting the battle situation also gave Li Yuanqing a clearer understanding of the gap between the soldiers of the Ming army and those of the Later Jin Dynasty.

In terms of personal bravery, it is difficult for the soldiers of the Ming army to compete head-on with the soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty.

If we use less precise figures to describe it, the combat effectiveness of a Houjin soldier is at least twice that of a Ming army soldier, let alone various vests.

Often, one person in white armor and seven or eight people in the Ming army are not necessarily opponents.

This was despite the fact that the Ming army occupied extremely favorable terrain conditions.

However, the three divisions were extremely well prepared and had sufficient troops on the city. Even though the soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty were brave, they were few in number. Due to the influence of the terrain, it was impossible for them to have too many people on the city. Soon, they were defeated by the Ming army.

Pressed back.

Soon, the cannon soldiers on the Changsheng Camp also resumed their firepower, suppressing them until they could not lift their heads.

Amin's aggressive offensive has basically been dismantled by Li Yuanqing's three departments.

Not far away, Amin's lungs were about to burst with anger.

He also saw that it was not that the warriors under his command were not brave enough, but that the bright dogs in the city were too insidious and too difficult to deal with. They were like dog-skin plasters, clinging to his warriors and giving them a chance to fight.

But he couldn't exert any strength.

Seeing that the main force of Fuchatai had been fired by the Ming army, the old servant next to him hurriedly said: "Master, I'm afraid Fuchatai's side can't hold on anymore. We can't force it anymore."

Amin clenched his fist tightly, but he also knew that this afternoon, his nearly two-hour siege had no chance of winning.

Almost biting out two words from between his teeth, Amin said fiercely: "Retreat."

"twitter."

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Chapter completed!