The defendant in Nancheng was broken, and 100,000 Ming troops quickly entered the city, and then began a cruel street battle.

Of course this cruelty is for the Safis.

The Ming army had been conducting street fighting training for a long time, and they had experienced many street fighting. The chances of fighting street fighting in the Ming Dynasty were much more than those of the Safis.

The Safis still have some experience in field battles, but they are almost novice in street battles.

You can see how they fought in street fighting and launched a decisive charge towards the Ming army.

The Ming army was in a group, and the group was moving forward alternately, responsible for assault, responsible for attack, and responsible for setting up guns in the back, so as to move forward alternately. As long as the Safis dared to make a nod, the ones greeted him were bullets.

When encountering a relatively strong place, the Ming army would not rush to force themselves, but instead called for support.

There was a relatively solid stone house in front, with a small window. More than a dozen Safi soldiers ran into it. They relied on the hard wall to resist stubbornly.

The Ming army skillfully raised the shield to block the feather arrow, then quickly moved to this window, took out a grenade, pulled out the fuse for two seconds, and threw the grenade into the window.

"Dangdang!"

The Safi soldiers in the window looked at a strange thing on the ground and were about to pick it up, but an explosion occurred. In the narrow space, the power of the grenade was exponentially magnified.

I saw shrapnel steel balls and the impact of the explosives immediately baptized the house, and bursts of smoke emerged from the window.

After a minute of waiting, Ming Jun outside the room heard nothing inside, so he threw another grenade in.

"Dangdang!"

The grenade hit the ground and made a sound.

I heard something inside moving in a panic, and then there was another explosion. This time I could go in.

The Ming Jun who threw the grenade outside smiled.

I'm playing with me, and I don't see how many street battles I've gone through.

According to street fighting tactics, when throwing grenades into the house, you cannot enter after the first explosion. You must throw another one to prevent the first one from cleaning up the enemy inside.

Sure enough, the first one was not cleaned up, and the enemies inside hid and waited for them to attack while they entered. This time there should be no problem.

Two Ming soldiers rushed in together, holding rifles, looking around halfway around each other. As long as there was a little abnormal movement, they would pull the trigger immediately without hesitation.

Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, several Ming soldiers held rifles and used bayonets to finish the attacks one after another to prevent the situation of not being dead.

This is also the above provisions for infantry tactical guidance. You must finish it to confirm that the enemy has already hung a wall.

"The goal cleaning is completed!"

After finishing the fight, the Ming soldiers left the house and attacked the next place.

One after another, the sound of explosions came out on the street, and the Safi strongholds were also pulled out one by one. The speed was faster than imagined. The Safi had no ability to resist under such tactics.

Just saw that Safi's soldiers were killed and injured under the grenades of the Ming army.

They originally planned to use a solid house to block the Ming army, but this house became their living coffin, because the Ming army would not go in and fight with them at all, but instead blocked the exit outside and threw grenades. This small space is most suitable for the use of grenades.

Even when grenades are difficult to use, flame bombs will be used.

A can of iron containing tin oil will be thrown in, and it will turn into a sea of ​​fire in a few seconds.

The power of the flame was everywhere, and even the bursting flames rushed out directly from the window door.

Several Safi's soldiers were behind a door, holding a knife and an axe in their hands to give a fierce blow to the Ming army who came in. They had seen it. The place where they were standing now was solid walls on all sides, with only the entrance, and there was a corner at the entrance. If you want to come in, you must pass under their knife.

This place is very suitable for combat, and now they are waiting for some unlucky Ming army to come in.

Then, while they were waiting, they saw that the door made of wood was suddenly hit into pieces by something, and a ball of flames enveloped them.

"Ahhhh!"

Several human-shaped fireballs immediately ran out of the room, running around with their teeth and claws, and their whole body was covered with flames.

A Ming army picked up a musket and pointed it at the fired Safi soldiers, but was stopped by a veteran.

"Don't rob, burn them to death!" the veteran said viciously.

He saw that these Safi soldiers were not good at it. They were in that room and were about to ambush their own people. If they had no experience, they would have really been obsessed with it.

But they met our Ming army with sufficient street fighting experience, which was considered a disaster for them.

The battle continued. The Ming army attacked from the south city to the third line of the north city and the west city of the east city, compressing from the outer periphery bit by bit towards the inner periphery. The city walls on both sides of the east and west were taken down, and the 100,000 Tartar servants also began to enter the city. They lacked experience in street fighting, but they fought with great success under the command of the Ming army officers.

One squad of Ming army and another squad of Tartar minions, and these Tartar minions are getting more and more convenient to fight.

Along the way, the Ming army captured the prisoners and headed towards the palace where Safi was sitting. The scattered Safi soldiers could no longer form effective resistance.

Half a day later, the three armies met outside the palace where Safi was.

At this time, only eight thousand soldiers from the Guards were left beside Safi. He never expected that he would have hundreds of thousands of troops and would have lost nothing in just half a day.

More than 200,000 troops! Even more than 200,000 sheep were not caught so easily.

But the Ming army was killed in half a day after more than 200,000 people.

This battle caught Safi off guard and seemed to be dreaming.

Safi sat on the throne blankly, and he was not prepared at all. In the morning, he vowed to take down the monarch of the Ming Dynasty. Now this role is about to be changed. The Ming army has already entered, and he is the one who is about to be taken down.

"I am the lord of the central government! I am the greatest king in this world!"

Safi's face was full of madness, and he was holding a blood-dropping sword in his hand. Many corpses were lying on the ground, even the Great Vizier whose ears were cut off were among them.

Safi was crazy, he killed people wildly, and now whenever someone approached him, he would be hacked to death by him as a Ming.
Chapter completed!