It has to be said that the Qing army's division strategy has worked.

Jixiha made full use of the advantages of the large number of Qing soldiers, trying to make the Ming army clone who was defending the city useless.

As long as one city gate is broken, it means that Jiaozhou City has been taken down.

In Jishiha's view, it's just a matter of time.

But the Ming army on the city wall didn't think so.

Although Wang Ermazi and his men had the biggest shortcomings, Li Shitou and Zheng Jing did not blame him.

They divided their troops as much as possible to help Wang Ermazi guard the city wall, but the Qing army's offensive was like a tide, one after another.

Zheng Jing gradually felt that he was unable to match his strength.

It would have been great if I had led more troops at the beginning!

But now there is no chance to sell regret medicine. All he can rely on is the six thousand warriors under his command.

The six thousand armored soldiers brought by Zheng Jing are the elite among the elites, and it is no problem whether it is firearms or close-fitting fighting.

Looking at the young and strong man busying on the horse road, Zheng Jing's eyes became even more resolute.

Even for the sake of the people in this city, he cannot be slackened at all.

"Mirdman, get ready!"

"put!"

With Zheng Jing's order, the musketeer fired a volley.

As the Qing soldiers climbed up the ladder were shot and penetrated with their heads and chests, their death was extremely terrifying.

These Qing soldiers who were finally about to climb to the top of the city fell down like this and made a muffled sound.

Apart from the dust raised, they did not make any ripples.

"Kill the enemy!"

Zheng Jing's eyes were red at this moment. He had never fought with the Qing soldiers at such a close distance except during the bloody battle in Zhenjiang.

Life and death are often just a matter of thought, and a subconscious decision can change many things.

The rounds of fire of muskets were like a life-seeking spell, shooting the charge of Qing soldiers into mud.

The rotating lead bullet breaks a hole in the stomach and then circulates continuously.

Zheng Jing personally took a gun and aimed at a Green Camp soldier.

He took a deep breath and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Lead bounced out of the air and flew into the eyes of the green camp soldiers.

A heart-wrenching shout came immediately, and the green camp soldier fell from mid-air like a scarecrow, twitching in pain for a few more times before there was no movement.

"Don't put a Tartar on the top of the city!"

Zheng Jing roared angrily.

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The situation in Gan Hui is probably the same.

Compared with Zheng Jing, he has richer experience in commanding troops, so the Qing soldiers who attacked the cities on this side basically had no chance.

However, Gan Hui did not take it lightly at all. While inspecting and inspecting, he was also very concerned about the situation on Wang Ermazi's side.

Because he and Wang Ermazi's defense areas are intersected, if Wang Ermazi can't stand it, Gan Hui can quickly rush to help.

Fortunately, Wang Ermazi has done well so far.

At this moment, an iron army suddenly came to report that Zheng Jing could no longer hold on.

Gan Hui was greatly surprised.

When distributing the defense zone, Zheng Jing's armored soldiers were less equipped than Gan Hui, considering that Gan Hui wanted to reinforce Wang Ermazi at any time.

But Gan Hui never thought that Zheng Jing would be the first one to be unable to withstand it.

"Come here, go quickly to reinforce His Highness."

In any case, Gan Hui must save Zheng Jing.

Even if Jiaozhou City cannot be defended, he must protect Zheng Jing from breaking through.

This is the eldest son of Prince Zhong and Zheng Chenggong.

How can the future of the Zheng family be lost in Jiaozhou like this?

Gan Hui sent a full thousand people to reinforce.

The arrival of these thousand new forces instantly stabilized the situation.

Under Zheng Jing's command, they drove the Qing soldiers who had just climbed to the top of the city and had not yet gained a foothold.

At this point, Zheng Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The situation just now was very dangerous, and the Qing soldiers were about to seize the opportunity to gain a foothold.

Thanks to Uncle Gan's timely sending people to arrive, this did not lead to a major disaster.

At this moment, Zheng Jing realized that war was not as simple as he imagined, and every change in detail could lead to changes in the direction of the battlefield.

After this battle, he had to ask Uncle Gan for more advice and learn.

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The battle situation on Li Shitou's side was also very fierce.

Although he had five thousand elite soldiers under his command, the Qing soldiers also attacked this direction.

Therefore, Li Shitou was under great pressure from beginning to end.

But he didn't complain. He was under great pressure, and Zheng Jing, Gan Hui, and Wang Ermazi would have a relatively less pressure.

He trusts the strength of the Hu Ben Army very much. No matter who his opponent is, the Hu Ben Army will not be afraid.

The Green Camp soldiers had killed the city three times, but were driven down by the Hu Ben Army three times.

It is worth mentioning that in every battle, Li Shitou is the one standing in front.

His big sword that looked like a Mo Dao could cut three or four Green Camp soldiers in half with just a swipe.

This scene was so terrifying that the green camp soldiers were scared and even shit and urine came out.

Li Shitou stood there like a god of killing, with a certain momentum of being a one-man guard and being unable to escape.

The sky gradually darkened, and the Qing soldiers retreated when they saw that they could not take Jiaozhou today.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ermazi collapsed to the ground and gasped heavily.

Today's battle situation was unexpected, and he had already used all his energy to keep it.

What to do tomorrow?

Fortunately, Li Shitou, Zheng Jing and Gan Hui came to cheer him up in time, which made him feel a little confident.

In order to prevent the Qing army from launching a night attack, the Ming soldiers did not go down the city tower, but stayed at the city wall at night.

In this way, even if the Qing army attacked at night, they could respond immediately.

As a representative, Zheng Jing delivered a speech, probably to encourage the soldiers, saying that after defending Jiaozhou, he would reward him according to his merits.

After a day of exhaustion, the soldiers just wanted to rest.

Except for the sentinels, all soldiers lay down on the ground and tried to sleep for a little longer.

What awaits them tomorrow is a fierce battle, and it is also good to be able to replenish more physical strength.

After the soldiers were all resting, Zheng Jing found Gan Hui, Li Shitou, and Wang Ermazi to discuss what to do tomorrow.

After today's fierce battle, Zheng Jing has a clearer understanding of the strength of the Qing army.

"It's shameful to say that today I can't stand it. If General Gan hadn't been reinforced, the consequences would be unimaginable."

Gan Hui hurriedly said, "Your Highness the Prince is so serious, that's because the Tartars are the main attack on your side."

Li Shitou, who was standing beside him, said nothing.

In fact, his side was also attacked by the Qing army.

After all, Zheng Jing has insufficient experience in leading troops. There is no way to do this. After all, Zheng Jing is Zheng Chenggong's eldest son. It is good to have the courage to have today in a honeypot on weekdays. As for combat experience, he can only accumulate slowly.

"So this prince hopes to make some adjustments to the number of people stationed in the city tomorrow."

Although Zheng Jing was a little ashamed, he still had to say this.

"I wonder what you think?"

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Chapter completed!