More than 1,000 Qing archers shot their arrows like flying locusts towards the Ming army on the inside of the ditch. The 708 banner cavalry was monitoring the Ming army array in the distance, and at the same time approaching the ditch, they took out their bows and arrows and shot at the Ming army that was hurrying, forcing the Ming army to slow down and march close to the low wall with shields.

Standing on horseback, Murcha saw that there were only more than 1,000 Ming troops who arrived on the other side of the ditch at some point, and two or three thousand Ming troops who were speeding in the distance. Just these thousands of people will definitely not be able to stop their own side from crossing the ditch.

Although most of the soldiers under Murcha are Han military banners, they are also veterans who have fought on the battlefield for many years, and their combat effectiveness is by no means comparable to that of the weak Ming army.

In fact, the Han Army Banner soldiers who took refuge in the Manchurian people outside the pass were not much weaker in combat effectiveness than the Manchu Eight Banners. Fighting with the Eight Banners all the year round, the difference between the soldiers of the Han Army Banner and the Eight Banners is not too big.

Under the desperate digging and filling of hundreds of Qing soldiers, the ditch was filled two or three feet high and more than 20 zhang wide, and standing at the bottom of the ditch is only seven or eight feet away from the low wall, and it is not difficult to climb up.

Seeing that the reinforced Ming army was getting closer and closer, Murcha was unwilling to delay any longer. At the sound of an order, nearly 1,000 Qing soldiers jumped down the ditch with their weapons and climbed towards the low wall opposite.

Seeing that the Qing army finally attacked, the Ming army behind the low wall began to line up for defense. At the front was a line of pikemen, spears pointed to the top of the low wall. Behind the pikemen is the musketeer, holding a muskete already loaded and aimed at the approaching enemy.

The first batch of Han soldiers have climbed to the top of the low wall, the low wall is about five feet high, more than two zhang thick, very wide, but because it is excavated out of the soil piled up, the soil is piled up very loosely, against the ditch where the pile is high, the lower the inner side is, steep and rugged, walking on it straight off the foot, the footsteps are very unsteady.

However, this was nothing for the Han soldiers, as long as they walked four or five more steps to reach the end of the low wall, and jumped down to rush into the Ming army.

"Bang bang bang", seeing the Qing army appearing on the top of the low wall, the Ming army gunners opened fire one after another. It's as close as a foot or two, and you hardly need to aim. More than two hundred musketeers opened fire at the same time, and few of them missed.

The Qing soldiers who had just climbed the low wall were shot and fell into the ditch, and more than 100 people were shot and killed in an instant, leaving the Qing army to dare not come forward again.

"Rush over, they don't have time to reload gunpowder!" Murcha's eyes widened as he yelled at the soldiers in the ditch.

Most of the Qing soldiers also reacted, yes, it takes a certain amount of time for the gunpowder to be reloaded, and now is a good opportunity to rush forward!

So the soldiers in the ditch began to climb the low wall, and the soldiers outside the ditch also jumped into the ditch, and the two-foot wide ditch was crowded with soldiers, waiting to climb up and fight.

Looking at the battlefield coldly, Murcha believed that as long as his soldiers climbed to the low wall, they would be able to easily defeat the Ming army behind the low wall. Because their firearms are empty, they can't stop their own attacks from above.

As for the Ming army that came to help, they didn't have time to get here, thinking to themselves, Murcha stood on horseback and looked in the direction of the Ming army on the right, and saw that the Ming army was still nearly half a mile away from here, and his own soldiers had already climbed to the low wall.

Wait, why did so many of the Ming soldiers who came to help jump into the ditch, could they not be able to kill them along the ditch? Murcha frowned, looked into the ditch, and saw dozens or hundreds of Ming soldiers jumping into the ditch, but did not rush here, but seemed to be fiddling with something.

A cold air rose from Murca's back, and he instinctively realized that the Ming army must have a trick.

Sure enough, there was a faint flickering fire in the ditch in the distance, and then I saw a large mass of cremation, and white gunpowder smoke filled the ditch, and then I heard the sound of "Zizi" like a poisonous snake spitting letters, and I saw countless arrows with their tails blazing down the ditch towards this side.

Rocket! A thought arose in Murcha's mind, and hundreds of rockets had been fired into the queue of Han soldiers in the ditch.

The sound of "fluttering" arrows piercing into the flesh sounded one after another, followed by muffled grunts and unbearable screams.

The ditch with a width of more than 20 zhang was crowded with soldiers of the Han army who were waiting to climb the low wall, and countless rockets of the Ming army flew along the ditch, which was simply impossible to dodge and dodge.

Just under the frightened gaze of Murcha, one rocket after another flew at a rapid speed and fell into the Qing army array, which was simply endless.

What Murcha didn't know was that the 100 soldiers of the Ming army who entered the ditch were each carrying a Flying Dragon rocket, and a Flying Dragon had 36 rockets, and there were as many as 3,600 rockets in 100.

But for Murcha, the nightmare wasn't over, the rockets were still flying non-stop, dozens of black dots were thrown across the low wall, and then there was a continuous explosion.

Screams, roars, the Han soldiers in the ditch as if they had reached the end of the world, countless arrows with firelight at their tails were like the sickles of death, and grenades falling from the sky were like Yama who was urging death.

Many Qing soldiers cried and cried, trying to escape from this hell on earth, but they were in a ditch, how easy was it to escape?

The explosions continued to sound, and the entire section of the ditch was filled with smoke. Murcha's heart was already in despair.

Eventually, the explosions stopped, the smoke was blown away by the breeze, and Murcha looked into the ditch, where it looked like hell on earth. His Han banner warriors fell in the ditch, and their corpses almost filled the ditch and sank into the mud that stained the ditch red.

Under the saturation attack of the Ming army's rockets and grenades, except for a small number of Han soldiers who climbed out of the ditch and escaped, most of the soldiers died in the ditch.

In order to quickly defeat the Ming army on the inside of the ditch and open the road to Ningyuan, Murcha sent half of the Han army banner soldiers to participate in the attack, and less than 500 people escaped alive, and nearly 1,000 lives were buried in this ditch.

Looking at the ditch in front of him, not only Murcha, but all the Qing troops were stunned. A small ditch turned out to be like Huangquan Road, trapping so many people's lives. This also made the remaining soldiers fearful, and no longer had the idea of attacking. The despicable Ming people actually laid such a trap in this shallow ditch, and killed so many Eight Banner warriors!

A battle lasted less than half an hour, the Qing army lost nearly 1,000 men, and 4,000 soldiers lost a quarter, and Murcha finally despaired of rescuing Ning Yuan.