"Steady, steady, don't fire!"

Huang Ming, commander of the 1st Marine Brigade and 1st Battalion, was lying on the arrow stack with a loaded rifle in his hand, staring at the Qing troops charging outside the city, and kept shouting to stop the soldiers who were moving.

The latter does have a reason to move.

Tens of thousands of troops carried countless ladders to push the ancient shield carts, and even held shields like funny, the scene of the tide in the wilderness looked extremely spectacular, at this time all the cannons on the city wall and the Haihe River were bombarding towards this ant-like tide, the shells continued to explode in the Qing army, and the dead bodies thrown by the explosion were like splashes that were stirred up. The smoke of gunpowder and the clouds in the sky made the whole world a depressing gray, and the countless dead bodies on the wilderness where the Qing army passed were soaked in blood, like bewitching flowers blooming in hell.

Speaking of the courage of the Qing army at this moment, even the soldiers of the Ming army were amazed.

After all, it's crazy.

Of course, this is pure cornering.

After all, this is not the Anglo-French alliance or the Eight-Nation Alliance, the latter will not clean those hardcore crops, they will grab some money at most, and even the money of ordinary hardcore crops they may not care, people have treasures to dig who cares about their little money, so the hardcore crops can just mean it, and it is impossible to really fight for the Qing Dynasty.

But the Ming army is different!

No matter men, women, old and children, they are all taken away, maybe they will really refine the demon wind, what property, land and power are all gone, and even their lives may be gone, even if they don't go to the demon wind, as those Yingyi said, send Nanyang as coolies, and send women to gold diggers as horses to ride, it is absolutely intolerable. For the sake of their own lives and property and that of their families, these Eight Banners athletes, who have been abandoned for a hundred years, are now possessed by their ancestors, surging towards Tianjin City like terrifying corpses in Resident Evil, and in the face of their madness, hundreds of shells falling every minute are obviously not enough.

Anyway, this has to be a dense array.

Because of the desperate rush, they are actually close to the stragglers, but the interval is still very close, but a shell actually can't explode a few, not to mention that the Ming army's shells have not evolved to the level of explosives, like a nine-pound flowering bomb is actually equivalent to an M24 grenade.

The shells really can't be stopped.

This terrifying tide continues to close the distance at a rate of more than fifty zhang per minute.

All the Ming soldiers on the city wall had their fingers on the trigger, staring at those ant-like Qing soldiers with a hint of nervousness, and under their gaze, a general in a yellow coat, with a rattan card in one hand and a knife in the other, held the knife high in an exaggerated posture and roared forward......

"Fire!"

He yelled as he pulled the trigger.

The gunfire rang out suddenly, and the yellow coat on the other side shook violently, and then fell to his knees with a knife.

At this time, a soldier beside Huang Ming turned the handle of the Green Cannon, and at the moment when the sudden sound sounded, all the Ming soldiers who were waiting for the battle also pulled the trigger, and the stormy bullet made the Qing army's forward collapse in the blink of an eye.

"Kill!"

The yellow coat suddenly stood up and stepped forward again with a loud roar.

The Qing soldiers behind him didn't know whether they were heroic or didn't react, they also followed him and continued to move forward, and then the dense bullets kept hitting them all the time, and the dead bodies kept falling one by one, but the yellow coat was still staggering forward. Soon he was the first to rush to the moat, and behind him more soldiers braved the bullets to rush in, and even rushed directly into the river without stopping, but fortunately, because of the long siltation, the water depth of the moat was not enough to submerge the top of his head, and he was barely able to wade through the water. The city wall of Tianjin was originally in disrepair, and of course the moat will not be dredged, at most it can only be said to be a stinky ditch, but the moat is wider and the silt is deeper

Those Qing soldiers rushed into the moat like dumplings, carrying ladders and heading straight down the city.

But as the men struggled in the mud and stinking water, their companions, who arrived behind, had to stop.

Then more and more Qing troops arrived......

Huang Ming and his subordinate soldiers no longer cared about crossing the river, but took advantage of the maximum crowding of the Qing army and aimed all their firepower behind them.

The condescending Ming soldiers, they could even see the bullets they fired, piercing the bodies of the two Qing soldiers at once, including those machine gunners, all the Ming soldiers were roaring excitedly and shooting at the fastest speed, not only on their side, but also in the west and two-thirds of the south of the entire city of Tianjin, all of whom had already begun this kind of battle comparable to a meat grinder.

Relying on absolute numerical superiority, the Qing army began to storm the moat after paying the price of thousands of casualties, and all the rifles and machine guns of the Ming army were also firing frantically at them when they slowed down due to the water and silt and continued to crowd behind. And there are a total of forty-two Grimm cannons on this city wall, and there are more than 3,000 firing rifles of four battalions, which can project more than 100,000 rounds per minute, and this terrifying firepower instantly created a wall of corpses piled up on the bank of the moat, and the blood of those Eight Banners athletes flowed into the filthy river, and soon the river turned dark red.

Dumina didn't know this, and he and the Qing soldiers beside him who were the first to rush into the moat had no idea that they were deliberately let go to block the companions behind them to form a thick enough thickness to be easy to kill.

Rubbed by bullets in his ribs, he desperately rushed to the north bank of the moat with all his strength in the blockage of the river and silt, and the moment he stepped on the bank that seemed to be hope, he let out a frenzied roar, and at the same time a flying ladder behind him began to prepare for the final charge.

"Quick!"

He roared with blood-red eyes.

At that moment, an arm suddenly reached out from the wall, and in the hand at the tip of the arm was holding something like a small hammer, and then a familiar face appeared at the battlement, and the man immediately stretched out his other hand and pulled it sharply behind the handle of the little hammer......

"Master, the little one is sorry for you!"

The man said with a smile.

Then as soon as his hand was released, the little hammer fell straight to Duxinga's feet.

Du Xing'a looked blankly.

Suddenly, his eyes were red......

At the same time, countless militia members on the city wall threw thousands of grenades at the Qing army under the city, and under the city wall that stretched for several miles, thousands of people broke through the Ming army's firepower and finally arrived at the Qing army under the city wall, and they were immediately overwhelmed by the smoke of the explosion of the heavy black powder grenade.

"Pig Tu doesn't play like this!"

Emperor Yang said with emotion on the upper floor of Guiji Gate City.

At this time, the Qing army was already in a rout, they couldn't help but rout, this was purely hitting the steel with flesh and blood, as long as the sudden sound was still ringing, how many lives were not enough to fill in, after the courage was crushed, these Eight Banners athletes were exposed in their original form, desperately crowded and pushed backwards and fled. Their harvest was only to pile up a thick wall of corpses by the moat, at least 10,000 dead corpses of the Qing army built this spectacular project, and their blood turned the moat into a river of blood, a floating corpse shook in the blood water, of course, the battle was not over, the fleeing Qing army also had to escape from the Ming army's 1,000-meter firepower network, in fact, no accident, they had to leave at least 20,000 dead corpses under the city of Tianjin.

His trick was too brutal.

Because of the barrier of the moat, the Qing army that had to be crowded together simply jumped into the meat grinder by itself, and the bullets pierced through both at once, and even the machine gun bullets could pierce at once, and the dense Qing army was crowded there and slaughtered at will.

It can be said that he completely destroyed the morale of the Qing army at this moment.

In the same way, this battle also made the blood of the Beijing Eight Banners almost dry, which is all the Eight Banners in Beijing, which is the foundation of our Qing Dynasty! Without these people, the Qing Kingdom would only be left with a skin, and those gentry could knead Daoguang as they wished, and basically the area controlled by the Qing army would have become the state of the prestige of the major governors in history. And what he needs next is to drive Daoguang to Xi'an, which is not difficult, as long as he threatens Beijing at any time, or even simply fights Beijing, so that this kind of Qing capital is always in a state of precariousness, then Daoguang will inevitably have to run away, although Shenyang is a backup, but he can land in Dagukou, of course, he can also land in Gaizhou and even Niuzhuang.

Shenyang is also within the range of his threats at any time.

What's more, at this time, the Northeast is sparsely populated, and it can't be maintained there at all.

So where better to do it than Xi'an?

And once Daoguang moved the capital to Xi'an, then Gansu is the back of the Qing Dynasty, where there must not be chaos, Daoguang will use the gentry of Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Huguang and Huai to contain the Ming army, and the gentry of Zhili to contain the Ming army in the north, and he will solve the northwest with all his might. At the same time, the whole army in Guanzhong was reorganized, relying on the Mongolian ministries and the elite of the Eight Banners in the northwest to rebuild the army, so that the Central Plains provinces could be controlled, and the retreat could rely on Taihang and Cuihanzhi to hold Guanzhong Shanxi, plus the northwest still has hope, this is Daoguang's only choice, even if Guanzhong is still not guaranteed, he can also delay his retreat to Sichuan, in short, moving the capital to Guanzhong not only has a defensive support but also a way out.

That's it.

In this way, there is no need to worry about the tragedy in the Northwest.

Neither Daoguang nor the Shaanxi and Gansu gentry will allow this kind of thing to happen, even if they make some concessions, they will not let the backyard catch fire, and Yang Feng just wants that there is no chaos there, as for the rest, it is not worth mentioning, anyway, in the end, he will sweep it up.

"Send a report to the Military Grain City, ordering the first and third battalions of the Second Marine Brigade to withdraw from the Military Grain City and Xianshuigu, and all of them will be transferred to Tianjin, we will not stay in Tianjin, and go directly to Beijing!"

The Divine Emperor stood up and said.