The charge horn sounded, and the National Defense Forces launched a charge. Only then did Fu Zhulong realize that the front was still the enemy's main attack direction, but it was too late. There were less than 3,000 people in the front. How could they stop the wolf-like Ming army? The frontal position

Being broken through, he could only retreat to Yangzhou City.

Zhang Yunyi deserved to have studied at the Imperial Military Academy for a year, and he was so good at this "fake and real" tactic that he taught his officers a vivid lesson.

The Ming army then moved its position forward and surrounded Yangzhou City.

Outside Yangzhou City, the Ming army temporarily stopped attacking and camped to rest.

Inside the camp, Zhang Yunyi felt heartbroken while looking at the battle report.

Although they successfully broke through the second and third lines of defense, they suffered considerable losses, but the National Defense Forces lost nearly 500 people.

In Yangzhou City, Fu Zhulong was sitting on the bed bandaging his wounds when his thigh was injured by shrapnel. Fortunately, the injury was not serious, otherwise Yangzhou would have been in trouble.

"Ak, how are the casualties, brothers?"

A soldier beside Fu Zhulong said: "Brothers suffered heavy casualties. Only 4,000 people came back from 20,000 people in three trenches."

Fu Zhulong sighed: "Hey, I didn't expect Ming Yao's strength to be so tyrannical. Our Qing Dynasty is in danger!"

Fu Zhulong saw the soldier who had been following him for many years fall to the ground and had no time to grieve. He roared to avoid the thrust of a National Defense Force soldier, and then stabbed him with his backhand.

"Lao Wang, the National Defense Forces need to train hard and leave the opportunity to us!"

Outside the city, the first group of soldiers rushed up. They threw grenades desperately, but were quickly shot down by the Qing soldiers guarding the gap with volleys of guns, followed by the second and third groups...

The bombardment stopped abruptly, and the loud blast of the charge sounded throughout the battlefield.

Fu Zhulong inspected a circle of city defenses and returned to his residence to rest. He looked very haggard at the moment.

"Boom boom..."

Outside the city, Zhang Yunyi frowned as he watched the battle. The Qing army in front of him was resisting very tenaciously. To his surprise, Yangzhou City was also surprisingly strong. It remained standing despite the bombardment of dozens of rifled cannons and dug tunnels.

The tactics of blasting were also discovered, and the attack lasted for several days, causing nearly a thousand casualties.

On the city wall of Yangzhou, the Qing soldiers had long been numb. They were lying on the ground, enduring the bombardment, sticking their muskets out of the city, preparing to shoot at the attacking enemies. Below the city, countless soldiers were loading ammunition for their muskets, and then sent them up the city wall.

There was another sound of shelling outside. Fu Zhulong sighed, picked up his sword and walked out of the room.

That's right, the Third Town of the Guards Army and part of the National Defense Force are already attacking north of Yangzhou.

The soldiers of the Third Town of the National Defense Forces let out loud shouts of killing, like a flood from a burst embankment rushing towards the city wall. Of course, the thirty-meter-long gap could not accommodate so many people. Many of them carried bamboo ladders and were responsible for

Climb the city and fight.

All the wound medicine in the city had been used up, and the soldiers only used grass ashes or incense ashes to smear the wounds. In addition, it was the rainy season in the south, and the wounds could not heal at all. They could only watch them die in pain.

Twenty minutes later, the crumbling South City Gate could no longer hold on. There was a loud "bang" and a nearly thirty-meter hole collapsed.

This method is to avoid being hit by cannonballs while standing on the city wall to load ammunition.

Not only that, they had completely lost contact with the outside world, and he was sure that the Ming army had divided its forces and headed north.

"Dududu~"

The pressure of defending the city was too great. Thousands of soldiers were injured or killed every day. It was just the ones who died in battle, but the wounded soldiers really gave him a headache.

"Old Zhang, if you can't stand it, let the Second Town of the Guards demonstrate siege warfare!" The official speaker was Wang Xianwu.

The artillerymen, shirtless and facing the scorching sun, shot out shells one after another beside them.

This situation was seen by Zhang Yunyi. He threw his general hat on the ground and said: "In the third town of the National Defense Force, after the city wall collapses, come with me to attack the city!"

When the Qing army saw their general fighting in person, their fear was suppressed and they lined up to prepare for the attack.

Inside the city, thousands of Qing troops were digging trenches along the city wall to prevent the Ming army from digging tunnels.

"emission……"

Finally, they rushed into the city.

Yangzhou City, which had been besieged for many days, was now unrecognizable. The city walls were damaged in many places, and the battlements were almost blown flat. The Qing soldiers guarding the city had to lie on the city wall and lower their bodies as much as possible, because there would be shots fired from under the city at any time.

The incoming bullets killed them.

One thousand and five hundred meters away from Yangzhou City, thirty rifled artillery pieces focused on bombarding the south gate.

Zhang Yunyi had already taken off his breastplate, revealing his sweaty red shirt. He raised the command sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "The whole army attacks!"

Zhang Yunyi didn't speak, his eyes fixed on Yangzhou City.

There are only four cannons left in the city, and they must be moved every time they fire.

"General, let's go quickly..." the Qing soldier said with his last strength.

After speaking, he drew his sword and personally led three thousand elites to prepare to block the gap.

This meant that the retreat route of the Qing army in Yangzhou was blocked. At this time, Fu Zhulong had realized that the Qing Dynasty would only be eroded step by step just by defending the city, so he studied a set of tactics, broken them into pieces, and attacked Mingyao's

Supply lines, or concentrating superior forces to set up an ambush for Ming Yao, but these tactics could only stay in his mind. At this time, he was already in danger, and it was still unknown whether he could get out alive.

"yes!"

A soldier held a bayonet and shouted to Fu Zhulong, but as soon as he finished speaking, another bayonet stabbed into his left rib.

"General, it's not good, the south gate has collapsed!" A Qing soldier reported in panic to Fu Zhulong, who was supervising the battle.

The gunners shouted one after another with hoarse voices.

Opposite them, Fu Zhulong wielded a sword, knocking down the soldiers of the National Defense Force one by one. However, the soldiers of the National Defense Force continued to flow and gathered more and more, while the Qing army fought less and less.

"General, we can't hold it anymore, retreat!"

Fu Zhulong, who was fully clothed, said calmly: "I saw it, what's there to be afraid of? Each battalion dispersed along the street to defend the barricade, and the Fengzi battalion followed me to seal the gap!"

Finally, their efforts were not in vain. The brick-clad city wall at the south gate began to peel off in large areas, which was a precursor to collapse.

Some soldiers of the National Defense Force quickly used up all their bullets, then picked up a rifle with a bayonet and fought with the Qing army. Zhang Yunyi on one side held a bayonet and stabbed left and right...

With a "dang" sound, the sword was actually held up.

Fu Zhulong was startled, and then he noticed that the person in front of him was wearing a hard steel helmet. He was tall but very strong, with a pair of bright black eyes glowing bloodthirsty red. His shirt had been dyed red, and he had a pair of high-end black shoes.

The leather boots show the person's military status.

"They call you General, it seems you are Fu Zhulong!"

Fu Zhulong took back his sword, took a breath, and said: "It seems that your status is not low, please tell me your name."
Chapter completed!