The sound of gunfire fell silent again, and then there were shouts like tsunamis.

The heavy snow like goose feathers fell again. In the center of Zhaojiazhuang, where ruins and charred marks of overburning were everywhere, the young guards rushed up again in the wind and snow. The white blades flashed with cold light, which was terrifying!

Zhang Cheng rushed to the front again, and he also picked up a flintlock rifle filled with bullets, and did not fire, but just charged with his head covering.

Because of the heavy wind and snow and the fault caused by previous excessive shooting, the Qing army's grenade guns were all silent, and their 3-pound cannons were all lost. So now, the only ones that could pose a threat to the Ming army that charged was the only few bows and arrows in the hands of old Manchus. However, in this stormy day, the power of the bows and arrows was also reduced, and the young Ming army soldiers were equipped with strong breastplate and helmets. Unless they aimed directly at close range, it would be difficult for the arrows to hit the part that was not firmly protected by the armor. As for covering them with dense arrows, the Qing army under Nikan's subordinates did not have so many archers. Now the main body of this Qing army is already farmers who farm outside the pass. Even if they can shoot arrows, they cannot shoot very accurately and cannot draw hard bows.

So Nikan could only draw out some old Manchus and old traitors with outstanding archery skills, and let them lie behind the ruins. When the Ming army approached, they suddenly rushed out and shot arrows.

This move shot many young Ming soldiers when the sky was just dawning, but the Ming army quickly came up with countermeasures. They just rushed with muskets with ammunition. They would never fire within ten steps of the Qing army or did not see the Qing army suddenly shooting archers.

An old Manchu warrior dressed in white cotton armor suddenly rushed out from behind a low earth wall, then quickly pulled a eight-power bow in his hand, aiming at Zhang Cheng and shooting an arrow. But a few crisp gunshots first sounded, and a few wisps of blue smoke suddenly appeared on the white-armored Manchu warrior. He seemed to have been touched with electricity, and he threw himself to the ground. Although he barely shot the feather arrow before falling down, he lost his head and didn't know where to fly.

Zhang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and continued to hold the flintlock rifle and take the lead in charge. One or two hundred peasant soldiers holding wooden shields transformed with unknown wooden boards were forced by old Manchu traitors to come out from behind the hidden earth walls or houses. These people all had a crying face because the opponent's cruelty had long exceeded their imagination! The gunmanship of these young Ming soldiers was obviously very good, but they liked to fill in the gun chamber before charging, and then hold it in and shoot, and rushed to the opponent's ten steps, and then kill it again!

At this distance, the lead bullets shot from the flintlock smoothbore rifle can not only hit every shot, but are not resisted by any armor or shield. However, the farmers and soldiers who were forced to go to the battlefield still tried their best to match themselves with a temporary wooden shield, which could comfort their fragile hearts even if they were useless.

克克克克克克克...

When the distance between the soldiers on both sides was shortened to within ten steps, the flintlock rifles in the hands of the young soldiers of the Ming army opened fire one after another. Of course, there was no possibility of shooting at this distance for the young soldiers trained by the "997" for six years. The Qing army peasant soldiers holding shields fell down immediately, and the rest of them were also mentally broken, turned around and ran away.

However, the Manchu soldiers who were supervising the battle behind refused to agree. Dozens of people rushed out from behind a low wall, each of whom stood in a row, blocking the farmers' retreat with murderous intent.

But how could the Kanto Sweeper have a flintlock gun that can spray deadly lead bullets? The peasants and soldiers who were forced to go to the dead end held up wooden shields and rushed up. They instantly knocked dozens of Manchu soldiers to the east and west, and then fled. When the group of dispersed Manchu soldiers were about to jump and curse, the young Ming army soldiers led by Zhang Cheng screamed and killed them. First, there was a sparse but very fatal shooting, and then a hand-to-hand assault!

Because of the previous artillery and long-range shootings, the close-range shooting has already been hit, and the morale of the group of Manchu soldiers has long been eliminated. So when the hand and blades meet, the Manchu soldiers will naturally collapse at once.

"It's all a coward! It's all a coward! It's all a clean face of our ancestors..." Nikan, who climbed up to another roof to supervise the battle, saw the Manchu soldiers and peasant soldiers in front of him collapsed again, and was so angry that he jumped straight into the foot. He didn't know if he jumped too hard. With a click, he stepped on a hole in the roof, and one foot fell into it. He lost his balance and sat on the roof.

Several personal soldiers around him rushed forward to support Nikan. Nikan shook his arm hard, stood up by himself, pulled out the foot, then limped to the eaves, and went down to the ground along the ladder.

Several Melezhangjing, Jiala Zhangjing saw him looking like he wanted to eat people, and hurried forward to stop him.

"The prince calms down, the prince calms down, the people below have tried their best..."

"Prince, the army is in panic now and can only comfort it, not urge it!"

Nikan roared: "Try your best? Bastard! I ran away without even beating... I remember that the Ming army was not that cowardly back then! These turtle grandsons have completely discredited the face of their ancestors!"

At this moment, a clang sounded, and a "black man" in white clothes and white armor was smoked into black by gunpowder and broke open the door and entered the dean. Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was the one Jialazhangjing Duncan. It was his turn to supervise the army to resist the Ming army, but now it seems that he has lost a lot.

When Nikan saw the man, he was not very angry. He limped up and slapped Duncan, feeling unsatisfied and slapped him again, and then scolded: "You are a useless thing, are you worthy of your ancestors like this?"

He was so angry that Duncan was not a Manchu, and his ancestors were just farmers in Liaodong.

"Prince, please stop hitting me..." Duncan covered his face and said crying: "Mingjun is about to fight here, please move quickly!"

"Move it?" Nikan's face suddenly turned pale, "I have moved eight times since last night and now, and then I have moved out of Zhaojiazhuang!"

"Then, that must be moved!" Duncan said, "If the prince does not move, he will die..."

As if to prove that he was right, the shouts of young Ming soldiers shouted and killed were already coming!

"Protect the Ming Dynasty, defend the king, kill the Eastern Captain..."

Nikan's face turned pale again... It was scared!

He was stunned and tears fell, "I'm sorry to my ancestors! I'm sorry to my ancestors..."

Sorry to my ancestors means you can run away!

Everyone around Nikan breathed a sigh of relief--this time can continue to move to the battlefield!

However, Nikan's men had no place to transfer. As he said just now, he had moved to the northern edge of Zhaojiazhuang, but he was unwilling to give up Zhaojiazhuang and run away. Because Doni's messenger had arrived before dawn, it also brought inspiring good news. Doni and Yue Le had led the army to come... As long as Nikan persisted, reinforcements would arrive!

So Nikan had to grit his teeth and retreat to a dilapidated temple north of Zhaojiazhuang, and then deployed the five or six thousand people still under his control (he didn't know where the rest went) in dozens of yards in the north of Zhaojiazhuang, as well as behind a section of fences and trenches in the north of Zhaojiazhuang, and guarded them tightly.

But what happened next was once again beyond Nikan's expectations. Doni and Yue Le's reinforcements were obviously not far from Zhaojiazhuang, but they couldn't wait on the left and right. They waited from early morning until noon, and then from noon until evening, and did not wait on Doni.

The Ming army attacking Zhaojiazhuang seemed to be waiting. They stopped the offensive since the morning of the same day and began to capture most of the fortifications inside and outside Zhaojiazhuang, and deployed garrisons...
Chapter completed!