At the critical moment, Peng Dazhu, a hundred households of the Guards, rushed over with four large-pole guns. The large-pole gun was more than twice as long as ordinary muskets, and the barrel was much thicker. One gun was released, just like a small cannon firing. No matter how many layers of armor you penetrated, it would all be knocked to the ground. Even if you can't break your armor, the powerful impact force would break your bones.

However, this big pole gun has a fatal disadvantage, which is that it is easier to explode than ordinary muskets. Often, if you can't fire a few guns, the Taiping Army dared not use this big pole gun. Until Peng Dazhu brought people to reinforce and saw that the Qing army's iron armored soldiers were too powerful, he thought of the big pole gun coming, and hurriedly took people to carry a few poles. As soon as he got on the plane, Peng Dazhu couldn't wait to yell: "Let it go!"

The gunmen were busy igniting the fire, and suddenly heard a loud "bang, bang, bang", but only six times, and one gun actually made the fire silent!

The gunman of the gun was strange and took his eyes to look at it. The gun suddenly rang again, hitting his face with a "bang", blew his face to the point of blood and blood, and his whole face was like a skull, which was very scary. The soldier hugged his face and screamed, and he screamed for a few times.

This scene only scared the gunmen. The gunmen with the big pole guns were even more shaking, looking at the big pole in their hands, and they couldn't say anything. The Taiping Army gunmen were frightened, but the Qing army's armored soldiers were hit hard under the city. With a scream, the several armored soldiers were blown back. They either broke their armored clothes or suffocated their chests, like a sledgehammer, and their bones were shattered.

"put!"

The six-barrel guns fired again under the worry of the gunman, and the Qing army screamed again from the city. It was estimated that no less than ten iron-armored soldiers were killed by the large-armored gun. When they saw that the Taiping Army's firearms were so powerful, the iron-armored soldiers dared not stay in place anymore, and instinctively retreated, the farther away from the city, the better.

The corridors leading to the city wall were full of young and strong men who carried the bodies and wounded soldiers back and forth, and the corridors were covered with blood. The doctors under the city could not be cured at all.

As more and more wounded and corpses were added, the elderly, weak, women and children in the back camp began to become uneasy and panic. The tragic scene of the Qing army almost breaking through the defense line in Guifeng Mountain rose again in their hearts. They looked at the city from time to time in horror, fearing that they saw the Qing army climbing up. Fortunately, the front camp fought tenaciously, and although the casualties were heavy, the Qing army did not rush up.

At this point, the Zhenlu camp was already deserted. There were only more than 100 people left in the camp, and dozens of people were injured and not taken down the city. Jiang He's Guards were not much better. A rough count was that there were less than 300 people. Dozens of security team members who had no experience died as soon as they came up. As for those young and strong people, more than half of them died.

Most of Zhou Shixiang's personal guards were killed in battle, and only six were following him. Such large casualties naturally made the defense line on the city unstable. Zhou Shixiang immediately ordered Xiongwei to fall into battle and Hujie Camp to dispatch troops to reinforce, otherwise the Qing army's offensive would not be suppressed.

After the reinforcements of the Third Battalion of Xiongwei, who had been on standby, came to the city, the Qing army's momentum of climbing the city was once again suppressed, and dozens of ladders were destroyed. Morale was a little sluggish.

The city was so miserable. Under the two-mile-wide city wall, there were corpses of the Qing army. Although most of them were Green Camp soldiers, not flag soldiers. Although the soldiers of this family suffered hundreds of casualties, they were not injured. However, the casualties also made Qin feel sad. He was a little hesitant whether he would continue to attack again.

As more and more casualties were caused, the Taiping Army on the city could not see the exhaustion. Qin Guocheng felt a sense of ingenuity. He felt that Xinhui could not be taken down anyway. If he continued to fight, perhaps the blood of his soldiers would be destroyed in Xinhui City. However, if he praised Haikou and did not take down Xinhui, Qin Guocheng would raise his head to see King Pingnan. Therefore, no matter how bad the fight was, Qin Guocheng would never dare to say the order to retreat. He could only calm himself down and constantly sent people to urge various troops to strengthen the attack.

He saw that Geng Zhongde's five hundred Huangqi soldiers did not attack the city, but only shot arrows on the city, with very little casualties. Qin Guocheng didn't care about any visiting soldiers or not. Wang Shu was not Wang Shu, so he sent people to order Geng Zhongde to attack the city immediately, and at the same time sent people to ask King Pingnan for reinforcements.

Without the order to retreat, the Qing army had to continue to attack the city, but the momentum was obviously not as good as before.

On the city, the boiling oil boiled in the big pot was already hot. Seeing that the Qing army gathered again, the officers of the Taiping Army hurriedly waved to the young and strong men who were boiling oil. Immediately, the six young and strong men supported the big pot with iron sticks, slowly lifted it to the edge of the stent, and then lifted it up hard to fall down the city.

Six large pots fell down at the same time, and the boiling hot oil poured down like a waterfall, and a tragic cry sounded under the city. The Qing soldiers who were poured by the hot oil were burned and their flesh was blooming. They were not like those iron armored soldiers, but were wearing simple cotton armor. How could the thin cotton armor withstand this hot oil!

The cotton armor was also burned so hard that it was so hot that it was squirting and smoke. The soldiers without armor were even worse. Their faces were instantly scalded, as if they were cooked, red and tender... The hands were also full of bubbles, and the red skin was separated from the flesh, and they were piled up there one by one.

The soldiers of our family and the iron armored soldiers were better, but they were frightened by the scorched soldiers. No matter how brave they were, they couldn't help but look hesitant on their faces when they saw this terrifying scene.

The Taiping Army smashed the beating trees from time to time on the city wall, and stones of different sizes were also smashed here and there, causing great casualties to the Qing soldiers who had climbed the city, and even brought fear to the Qing soldiers who were already poor in morale.

The Qing army began to shrink. They no longer climbed up boldly, nor did they dare to grit the bullet and gather under the city. At first, only a group of battalions were retreating, but then the flag soldiers were also retreating.

Seeing this, Qin Guocheng was furious and raised his hand. The only dozen Goshha behind him opened his bow and arrows, aiming at his retreating companions.

"Those who retreat will be killed without mercy!"

"Go back! Go back!"

Qin Guocheng drew his sword in his hand and roared loudly. The Goshhas and others began to tighten the bowstrings in their hands. Looking at the sharp arrows and listening to the roar of the Dutong, the Qing soldiers had no choice but to muster up the courage again, gritted the bullet and picked up the ladder from the ground, and turned back to lean against the city wall again.

"superior!"

Under the orders and coercion of the officers, both the battalions and the Qing soldiers were shouted and climbed up the ladder. But before they could climb halfway, the Taiping Army on the city poured down the hot oil, and the Qing soldiers on the ladder were so hot that they fell down. When the Qing soldiers on the other ladders on the side saw it, they were all so scared that they wanted to climb down, but their feet were full of people, so where could they go?

Looking at the chassis with great fear, my heart was in my throat. It was pitiful. After waiting for a while, I didn’t see the Taiping Army pouring out the heat from the city!

"They're so oily, they're so oily!"

The Qing soldiers cheered as if they had escaped from death. There was no oil in the city, and no oil in the city!

It’s not that there is no oil in the city, but that it’s not hot yet, and it won’t burn people even if they fall down.

The Qing soldiers were greatly boosted under the city, and more than a hundred soldiers climbed up the dozen or so ladders. The ladders were covered with oil. They stepped on them and slipped straight, using their hands and feet together, so they barely stood firm.

"Go up, get up!"

The officers couldn't wait to roar. As soon as one climbed up, the other pushed up, fearing that the Taiping Army would pour oil down again.

But when the soldiers on the top of the cloud ladder were once again close to the battlement, the Taiping Army's muskets fired again. A burst of smoke of gunpowder, more than a dozen soldiers fell from the cloud ladder with screams. But some were not injured, but instead were shocked and quickly climbed up again. Stones, wooden blocks, bricks, and anything that could kill the city was smashed down by the Taiping Army for fear of death.

Under the city, the Qing army's arrow branches kept shooting towards the city, because there were too many arrow branches in the Qing army. The Taiping Army could only passively defend, and gradually, the Taiping Army had fewer and fewer Taiping Army at some marches.

Our army led more than 100 people under Shi Tingyu. Unexpectedly, before approaching the city wall, more than ten people were injured and killed, all of whom were killed by the Taiping Army artillery fire on the top of the city. After approaching the city, Shi Tingyu became very fierce and personally directed the attack. In the event of a bad offense, he resolutely led the way to climb the ladder.

As the assistant leader, Shi Tingyu's armor was better than the personal soldiers of the Dutong Qin Guocheng. The innermost layer of chain mail was covered with a layer of iron-inserted cotton armor. Under the protection of these double layers of armor, the Taiping Army's muskets and bows were not allowed to do so. However, wearing armor mail weighing dozens of kilograms made Shi Tingyu feel breathless and sweating, as if he was in a stuffed box, it was very uncomfortable.

Now Shi Tingyu no longer hopes to make any great achievements, but just hopes to capture the city as soon as possible to end everything in front of him. He has already had enough of this nightmare battle.??

The sky pays off. Inspired by Shi Xiandayu, there were several soldiers on the cloud ladders about to climb to the top of the city.

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There were heavy casualties in front, and behind, Ban Zhifu and other generals could not hold back. Especially after seeing that there were not many soldiers left in the family, Ban Zhifu was so anxious that he grabbed Shang Kexi's hand and advised him hard: "Prince, you can't attack this city anymore. If you continue to attack, you will be all killed! Prince, please remove the people first!"

Deputy Chief Wang Guohui, General Zhou Bingzheng and others also persuaded each other, but Shang Zhixin did not persuade him, but his helpless expression was obvious.

Not only did the generals not want to attack again, but even the ordinary Qing soldiers did not want to stay in the Xinhui City for an extra second. The huge casualties had exceeded their psychological expectations. If they could not break through, if they continued like this, they would not take long to hold the knife on their necks, and the Qing soldiers would collapse on their own.

The Xinhui, who was trapped alone, actually told him to lose so many people. Is the Taiping Army in this city really just an isolated army of only two or three thousand people? The leader is really a bandit?

The tenacious combat power shown by the defenders had already made Shang Kexi doubt the real situation of the Taiping Army in the city. Ban Zhifu's persuasion finally calmed down and hesitated. However, after finding that several soldiers from the ladders were about to attack, he immediately stopped hesitating, pointed at the Qianli Mile Mile, and shouted: "Take it down, take it down!"

Following Shang Kexi's gesture, Ban Zhifu and the others were stunned. They saw three cloud ladders standing together, and the soldiers on the cloud ladder were constantly climbing up to the city.

Who is Shi Tingyu, who is the first to climb to the city?!

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Chapter completed!