Ma Xiaowei took the lead and personally blocked the front of the Tartar attack, but there were too many Tartars, they were all afraid of death, they completely ignored blood and casualties, like a killing machine.

Although the Mandate of Heaven Army was replenished from the ladder, the speed of replenishment was far less than the speed of casualties, hand-to-hand combat, and the rifle could not play a role at all, and the advantage of the Mandate of Heaven Army was completely suppressed.

Ma Xiaowei didn't know how many times he had been stabbed, and the wound was too late to be bandaged, he felt that the blood was about to drain, and his strength was getting smaller and smaller.

The worst thing was the wound on his thigh, the pain almost made him unable to stand, and he really wanted to sit down so that the part that was attacked would be greatly reduced.

However, what little sanity he had left told him that once he sat on the ground and lost the ability to move, he would soon die, either hacked to death by the Tartars or trampled to death by the Tartars......

Ma Xiaowei really wanted to slash all the tartars in front of him with a knife, but too much bleeding made his strength smaller and smaller, just now he waved the scimitar to separate the tartars, his right leg was unstable, and he was almost knocked over, if it wasn't for the help of his brothers around him, he was afraid that he had been trampled under the feet of the tartar.

The soldiers who climbed to the top of the ladder still climbed up slowly, not because they didn't want to speed up, but there was almost no foothold in the battlement, and the remaining Heavenly Mandate Army soldiers had been completely approached the battlement.

"Quick, with a grenade!"

The soldier at the top of the ladder looked back and saw that the grenade he had handed over began to smoke black, and he didn't think much about it, so he took the grenade and threw it at the place where the number of Tartars was the largest.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, a burst of fire erupted from the point of the explosion, and a thick cloud of smoke enveloped a large area of tartars......

After the sound, there was silence on the city, as if everything had fallen silent, and the soldiers on both sides who were desperately trying to die just now stood dumbly with their eyes blazing, only the blood on the knife continued to slide towards the tip of the knife.

"Ah, my legs ......"

"Mom, my ears ......"

The brief silence was suddenly shattered by two screams, one of which spun on the ground and whirled in search of his lost half of his leg, while the other, with his hands over his ears, rolled desperately on the ground, as if a small snake had burrowed into his brain......

At the top of the ten ladders, ten soldiers rushed out of the opportunity and jumped up to the city, and the gap behind them was quickly replaced by the soldiers behind.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The soldiers who rushed to the top of the ladder first threw a grenade, and then crossed the battlement and joined the battle group.

Ma Xiaowei laughed, and the blood shackles that had just formed on his face were cracked, "Brothers, kill the Tartars and rob the women!"

"Kill the Tartars!"

"Snatch a woman!"

The first group of soldiers to attack the city had already been wounded, but when they thought of the Tartar women, they suddenly came to their senses, and it seemed that the Tartar women were their greatest motivation......

The soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven who climbed to the head of the city had exceeded the speed of casualties, and there were more and more Mandate of Heaven troops on the head of the city, gradually forcing the Tartars to retreat.

In the direction of the battlement, a large gap finally appeared, and the soldiers climbed up to the top of the city faster and faster, and threw more and more grenades into the crowd of Tartars.

The Tartars are suffering a double blow from the Providential Mandate Army and grenades.

Trade-off!

Bai Yintu felt that the situation was wrong, and stood at the back of the team and shouted: "Warriors, defend the Qing Dynasty, don't let the Han dog climb up to the top of the city, kill!"

"Kill!" Only a few guards should be reconciled.

The original scene of morale like a rainbow, with grenades and rifles of the Mandate of Heaven Army rushing forward with their heads down, is no longer visible.

In Bai Yintu's heart, there was already a trace of despair, but he was a solid mountain with a yellow flag, one person under ten thousand people, how could he give up casually with such a small difficulty?

Defeat is like a mountain!

Bai Yintu knew that once the soldiers retreated collectively, the gods could not stop him, so he swung his knife and cut down a soldier who retreated without permission, and shouted in his mouth: "Prince Ying's reinforcements with white flags have arrived, warriors, kill!"

"Kill!" In response to him, it was the guards who responded.

Many soldiers turned back, and the city was empty, and there was no one, so how could there be any reinforcements?

Baiyintu knew that it was broken, and it was self-defeating, and he couldn't help but curse Azig in his heart: I have sent people for help a long time ago, why haven't I seen reinforcements for so long? Did Azig climb on which woman's belly again? At this time, even a hundred reinforcements are fine......

"Whoever dares to take a step back, there will be no mercy!" The situation was critical, so he could only go on his own, and his scimitar pointed forward, "Warriors, kill the dog!"

"Kill the dog!" The sparse sound and demoralization were extremely low, but the Qing soldiers still followed Baiyintu back to the city, in a vain attempt to force the Heavenly Mandate Army back.

Near the battlements of the city wall, the soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven gathered more and more, because they had already opened a certain distance from the Tartars, and many soldiers had already taken off their rifles and began to shoot from a distance.

Ma Xiaowei's face was covered with blood, his eyes were covered with blood, he could barely open his eyes, his right leg was completely numb, and the weight of his entire body fell on his left leg.......

A soldier who had just climbed to the top of the city hugged Ma Xiaowei from behind, "Brother, the Tartar has run away!"

"Let go, I'm going to kill the Tartars......" Ma Xiaowei shook it hard, almost shaking the soldier away.

A man dressed in an officer's uniform walked over and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"If you go back to the words of Lord Qianhu, Ma Baihu ...... He...... He doesn't recognize the tartar anymore......"

Qianhu Guan swept Ma Xiaowei's face, as if he didn't know this person, after a while, his nose moved, his lips opened slightly, and finally said: "Ma Xiaowei, open your eyes wide!"

"Senho-sama?" Although Ma Xiaowei couldn't see the person clearly, he could hear his voice.

Qianhu Guan nodded, a slight smile appeared on his face, "Ma Baihu, your task is to rest against the wall now!"

"No, Lord Qianhu, the waist knife in the hands of his subordinates is still there, and his subordinates can still fight......"

"This is a military order!" The voice of the Qianhu official was extremely majestic.

Ma Xiaowei hesitated for a moment, but still gave a military salute, "The subordinates obey the order!"

Qianhu Guan nodded to the soldier who hugged Ma Xiaowei, "Now is the time to enter the city, and Ma Baihu cannot be healed for the time being, you stay, first bandage Ma Baihu's wounds, and take good care of Ma Baihu!"

"The villain obeys!" The soldier dragged Ma Xiaowei to the city wall, put him on the ground, and asked him to sit against the wall, Ma Xiaowei leaned his head against the wall, raised his hand to wipe the blood from his eyes, and his hand just raised to his chest, he felt that his eyes were dark, and his hand hung down softly......

The Heavenly Mandate Army, which climbed to the top of the city, was already close to a thousand households, and they quickly formed a team, backed by the city wall, lined up a defensive formation, and three rows of soldiers were waiting for them.

The Qianhu official shouted, and the soldiers who were fighting fiercely in front quickly disengaged from the Tartars, turned around and fled to the sides, completely giving up the space in front of them.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Hundreds of rifles, countless revenge bullets, the Tartar at the front was still in a daze, and he had been shot one by one and fell.

The first row of gunners was squatting on the ground to shoot, which did not affect the sight and muzzle of the second row of gunners, and as soon as the gunshots fell, the wounded Tartars fell to the ground, and the second row of gunners fired.

Then came the third platoon of gunners......

The ladder was still there, and the soldiers of the Heavenly Mandate Army continued to pour up to the city, joining the formation that had been arranged, and the formation was getting wider and wider.

In order to better shoot the Tartars, the soldiers who joined later, bent in an arc from both sides, formed a semi-encircled formation against the Tartars.

Bai Yintu watched the warriors of the Great Qing Dynasty fall one by one, he was trembling with anger, his thinking was almost stagnant, and no new military orders were transmitted, and the soldiers could only take the initiative to crash into the muzzles of the Heavenly Mandate Army one by one.

The guards really couldn't stand it, "My lord, the warriors are about to run out......"

"Ah......" Bai Yintu raised his eyes and swept his eyes, within his sight, there were only a thousand soldiers, and he was horrified, and he raised his hand tremblingly, "Withdraw the army, quickly, withdraw the army......

"Yes!" The guards had been waiting for a long time, and as soon as Bai Yintu's voice fell, he shouted along.

When the Qing soldiers heard the military order to retreat, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and they didn't care about the people in front of them and behind them, they turned around and ran down the city, not even caring about Baiyintu.

"Tartars want to escape, increase the range, keep shooting!"

The soldiers raised their muzzles and quickly increased the range, and the bullets chased the back of the Tartars, whistling forward.

Baiyintu was originally within the range of the rifle, but the guards used their shields to protect Baiyintu and fled to the city, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"My lord, do you want to chase it?"

"Sheng Kyoto is broken, where else can the Tartars run?" Qianhu Guan smiled coldly and said, "Open the city gate and take the brothers into the city," and pointed to the front, "Quick, divide the manpower and clean up the battlefield!"

The war was not over yet, and the soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven naturally did not have time to clean up the bloodstains and search the Tartars, and the so-called "cleaning the battlefield" was to kill the wounded soldiers of the Tartars, so that these people would not escape or even continue to cause chaos.

Outside the Tianyou Gate, there were two regiments of the second division, Li Xin personally supervised the battle, and when all the soldiers entered the city, Li Xin divided the fourth regiment to guard the city gate, and sent a thousand soldiers to search west along the city wall, and try to meet the fourth division outside the west city into the city; The second regiment did not disperse, and the whole regiment marched east along the city wall, resolutely destroying the defenders of Deshengmen, and receiving the first and third regiments into the city.

When Du Cheng arrived at Desheng Gate, the battle on the head of the city was extremely stalemate, and the third regiment of Liu Jianyi's department had already killed hundreds of people on the city, but the yellow flag Gushan Zhenzhuo Butai actually guarded the Desheng Gate, and wanted to avenge his younger brother Aobai, and the city head did not retreat.

The two sides were strangled together, and the rifles could not be used at all, only hand-to-hand combat.

Du Cheng attacked from the flank and rear, and after a strafing shot, the Qing soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and although Zhuo Butai was red-eyed, he could only retreat, defeated the city, and fled to the city.

The yellow flag in the southern city, the two Gushan Ezhen Baiyintu and Zhuo Butai are all defeated!

Du Cheng did not chase after him, and even had no time to meet with Li Mou, the division commander outside the city, and hurriedly rushed to the east of the city with the second regiment.

The first and third regiments entered the city from the Desheng Gate, Li Mu left the third regiment Liu Jianyi to handle the city gate, and divided some soldiers to search the city along Deshengmen Street, and personally led the first regiment, followed the pace of Du Chengbu of the second regiment, and rushed to Dongcheng for reinforcements.