"Kill!"

"Capture Ximen and reward 2,000 silver dollars."

A general beside Bolu shouted,

"Kill!" Bo Lu's personal soldiers shouted, and the heart-wrenching roar sounded throughout the entire Ximen city wall.

They did not have any heavy siege weapons, nor did they have the Spanish artillery support, but they could be said to be the most powerful and savage force in this Luzon army.

Several personal soldiers roared towards the west gate, carrying the wooden ladder, and suddenly a shell landed on them, and a single fan's limb was smashed on the spot.

The soldiers beside them did not panic, but continued to rush towards Mingcheng.

The number of Ming soldiers on the west gate was significantly smaller than that of the east gate defenders, and even the number of artillery was very small.

Bolu's personal soldiers came one after another, and the vine shield and vine armor blocked the arrows shot from the city. They had rushed to the moat. At this moment, the Ming army's arrow rain was no longer too threatening to them.

When the Shengfan troops regained their strength and attacked the East Gate again, the East Gate defenders were unable to rush to the West Gate to support the West Gate.

The Spanish army's artillery continued to bombard the east gate. Although the wall was strong, it could not last long.

Although the Ming army could withstand the Folang machine cannon, it could not attack the Spanish artillery two miles away.

This puts the Ming army in a passive state of being beaten,

The East Gate defenders were hit by the Spanish artillery and suffered heavy casualties. They had to transfer the North Gate defenders and the South Gate defenders.

The main general of the East Gate has now been replaced by Deputy General Li Daoan.

At this moment, there are only three Folang machine cannons left in the East Gate to be put into use.

The Spanish artillery artillery was still bombarding.

Although the artillery bombardment was far less accurate than the last few times, it also hit the Ming army's walls several times.

It brought tremendous pressure to the Ming army defending the city.

With the Spanish shelling, the offensive of the Shengfan soldiers became even stronger.

The Ming army kept falling under the arrows fired by Shengfan's short bow.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with dark clouds and thunder was rolling.

Thick lightning flashed across the sky.

The raindrops as big as beans fell on the entire battlefield in an instant.

The Ming army and the foreign soldiers present stared at the sudden heavy rain.

Jillan, who was watching the battle, secretly complained that it was not good.

The heavy rain instantly prevented his artillery from firing shells and even his grenade company from playing a role.

Seeing this unexpected heavy rain made the Ming soldiers guarding the city feel mixed feelings.

The heavy rain poured in, and the Franchise cannon could no longer play to its advantage.

The same Folang machine cannons and various types of muskets guarding the city also failed.

On the battlefield, the real beneficiaries of this heavy rain were undoubtedly the soldiers under his command.

The soldiers who had long been beaten by Ming army artillery and doubted their lives suddenly felt that it was the gods who favored them.

Each of them burst into tears and kowtowed to worship.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yu was amused and crying.

At this moment, the hard battle of the Ming army has truly arrived.

The heavy rain was pouring, and the screams of thunder mixed with thunder were endless.

The blood mixed with rain flowed into every depression on the battlefield.

From time to time, foreign soldiers were shot by arrows shot by Ming army and fell to the ground.

More foreign soldiers rushed towards Mingcheng on their companions' bodies.

The fire in the moat had long been extinguished by the rain. The soldiers of the Vengeance quickly put down the wooden boards and stepped on the moat and passed by.

Rolling woods were thrown down from the city, and a group of foreign soldiers could not dodge and were smashed by the rolling wood. More foreign soldiers snatched the wooden ladder and rushed upwards, biting the back of the knife.

The cruelty and barbarity of this moment was fully revealed.

A foreign soldier was covered with arrows on his vine armor, and even his left eye was shot by the Ming army's arrows, but he pulled out the arrow that pierced into his left eye with his right hand.

He roared and climbed up the city wall and cut a Ming army to the ground.

The next breath, a spear stabbed the foreign soldier to the city.

But he was not the first foreign soldier to climb to the top of Mingcheng.

Ximen,

The heavy rain also made the Ming munitions dumb, unlike the East Gate where the three soldiers worked together to guard.

The defenders of the West Gate were alone and the sudden heavy rain made the only artillery remaining on the city wall unable to function.

Bolu's personal soldiers were more brutal and barbaric than the Bangbangya, but also more orderly.

The Ximen wall had long been bombarded with the Spaniard's artillery,

At this moment, they didn't need a wooden ladder at all, just rushed up the city wall.

A foreign soldier pulled his bow and pointed an arrow at a Ming army guarding the city.

A Ming soldier was shot in an arrow in the chest. Before he could draw the bow, the veteran soldier had another arrow.

This time the arrow penetrated the clear soldier's throat directly.

His eyes widened, and his left hand grabbed the arrow that shot into his throat. His feet slipped and fell directly from a corner of the collapsed city wall.

More than a dozen veteran soldiers stepped by him.

The bent bows of the Shengfan soldiers are suitable for fighting in the rainforest areas.

Although the range and penetration power are not as strong as the Ming army's bow, the string is simple and rapid.

In close combat, Ming soldiers often shot over before they could draw the arrows of the foreign soldiers.

The Ming army archers were suppressed by their personal soldiers for a moment.

A large number of Bolu's personal soldiers shouted and stepped onto the long-decaying corner of the city and poured into the Ximen wall.

As the last Ming army archer was shot and killed by his personal soldiers.

The soldiers of the Shengfan climbed straight up to the city wall.

Before they could cheer, horrified figures appeared in front of them.

Dozens of Ming soldiers were wearing armor and holding long swords in their hands, silently staring at the group of foreign soldiers in the heavy rain.

A thick thunder flashed across the city wall, illuminating their gloomy faces.

The rain reflected the gloomy cold light of the long sword through the breastplate.

Bolu's personal soldiers were cruel, but the Ming army present was even more ruthless than them.

Liu Quan said nothing and slashed his sword. A Shengfan couldn't dodge and subconsciously blocked it with a Teng Shield.

The long sword sank into the vine shield and cut off the left hand of the foreign soldier.

Before the foreign soldiers could feel pain, Liu Quan raised his right hand and turned his long sword overturned.

A round head slid to the ground.

Blood splattered from the headless body.

"Kill, ah"

Dozens or hundreds of Ming soldiers advanced in unison with long swords.

The foreign soldiers were not willing to be outdone. They roared and rushed forward with scimitars in their hands.

The shouts of killing shook the sky, hundreds of people were fighting on the wall of Ximen.

Every moment, soldiers fell from the city wall, and their limbs fell all over the ground.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Compared with the foreign soldiers' vine armor, the Ming army's armor defense is higher.

Compared with the fierceness of the foreign soldiers, the Ming army, which had been fighting against the Eight Banners for many years, had higher combat effectiveness and cruel methods.

With screams after scream, the entire city wall was filled with pieces of limbs.

The rain is still falling, and the fight continues.

The blood of the Ming army and the blood of the soldiers were mixed together and seeped into the wall along the rain.

Bolu's face became more gloomy, and the injuries caused by the red-clothed cannon made him unable to go into battle himself.

I thought that with my own soldiers, I could easily take down Ximen.

Who would have thought that these Han people were so cruel that even their own personal soldiers could not take them down?

"Grandfather, is this the Han army you are facing?" Bo Lu murmured.
To be continued...