At this moment, the Qing army's second wave of trench-filling teams had already passed the advancing army and marched forward crying. Compared with the old, weak, women and children in the first wave, they knew their fate better. And those who escorted them were more aware of their fate.

The supervisors of the first wave of trench-filling teams understood even more clearly that as long as they rushed into the midst of these crying people, or even escaped a distance of a hundred meters, they could almost escape.

Already.

They turned around in time and bought them a time difference to react. But when the Ming army roared, their reaction was not slow at all. The gunmen from the rear team quickly stepped forward, took aim, and fired lead bullets that penetrated

The gunpowder smoke sprayed out, and at a speed dozens of times faster than the running speed of the Qing army, it only took a moment to catch up with the fleeing supervisory team.

The lead bullet penetrated the back, and the running stopped in the summer, as if it was hit by the kinetic energy of the lead bullet, especially because the moment it penetrated the back, the soft lead bullet shattered, leaving behind muscles, bones, internal organs, and even the nervous system.

The spray-like trauma caused so much damage to the body's tissues that the whole person lost the power to continue running in an instant.

It is difficult to clear out quickly with just one round of shooting. The gunmen who came forward finished shooting and immediately retreated. The gunmen in the next row approached the crenel to shoot, while the gunmen in the second row

After the shooting ended, the few remaining supervisors had already run a hundred meters away. Logically speaking, the Ming army's muskets already lacked the ability to effectively kill dozens of steps away. To be able to reach this distance, they still had to be blinded.

The military supervisor's team did not wear armor. But after crossing a hundred meters, the cannons were useless.

This is due to the limitations of weapon technology. After running this distance, the supervising team also consciously escaped from death. Unexpectedly, their tense nerves had just relaxed a little, and then they heard a sound different from that of fire cannons.

The scream of shooting and the sharp crossbow arrows pierced through the air in the blink of an eye, piercing through their bodies together with them.

Crossbows, this kind of weapon has long been replaced by muskets in field battles, but they can still be used when defending a city. About ten seconds ago, the supervising team fled, while the Qing army's queue continued to advance. Ten seconds ago

Seconds later, the war team had been sniped to pieces. The officers of the war team who still insisted on escaping to the west took faltering steps, and each step seemed to be more difficult. Until a moment later, they finally couldn't hold on any longer and walked straight away.

They knelt down in front of the second wave of trench-filling teams.

This scene was exposed to the trench-filling team, to the advancing vassal soldiers, to the Ming army guarding the fort, and to Chen Kai's eyes. Perhaps, this was the only thing he could do at this moment.

It was done, but looking into the distance, more people filling the trenches were still being driven forward, and sadness came to my heart. But at this moment, on the bank of the moat, a small figure was covered by a pair of slender and white people.

The arms were raised high, and between the ups and downs, the pair of small hands finally climbed to the edge of the moat bank.

The little figure climbed up with difficulty, almost falling down several times, but grasped the earth and rocks again several times. Gradually, the little figure climbed up little by little, and the neat and clean clothes had long been

Covered with plaster, the knees, arms, and chest were torn in many places. However, after the little figure climbed onto the bank of the moat, he did not rejoice at all about surviving the disaster, not even for a moment.

Not even a moment passed. He quickly turned around and wailed towards the moat. What he saw was that there were only a lot of people in the water of the moat, struggling to survive, but without the warm arms of his mother.

"mother!"

"Go on living!"

He screamed hoarsely, but what still echoed in his ears was the last instruction that pushed him to the river bank. At this time, the only thing he could do was cry, which made people unbearable to look at him.

In this way, the little figure was crying there, and the struggle for survival in the moat gradually became weaker. In the distance, a large number of old, weak, women and children were still like them, being driven up the impact slope by the Qing army's supervising team.

, come here to copy their destiny.

"Child, come here!"

Tears flowed down the dust on the face and crossed two lines of streams. Amid the cries, a hanging basket was lowered in the direction of the main castle behind. After shouting a few times, the child turned his head and saw such a scene, but

He still looked confused and at a loss.

"Quick, get on the gondola. Stay alive. Only if you stay alive can you have a chance to take revenge!"

Revenge, what is revenge, seems to be difficult to understand in the child's small world. However, these three words, "survive" were what his mother had told him. After hearing this, he quickly got up, clumsily

Run towards the hanging basket in the distance.

More civilians were driven by the Qing army to fill the trenches, and the purpose of filling the trenches was to directly attack the Ming army's fortress. The gunmen, infantry archers and crossbowmen on the upper level of Half-Moon Fort, and the tiger crouching cannon on the lower level fired frequently, and many

People just fell on the impact slope, but more people could only rush towards the moat under the butcher's knife of the supervisory team and the pressure of the main force of the Qing army that was gradually approaching, and then were squeezed down by the people behind them.

The child continued to run towards the hanging basket, getting closer and closer, until he reached the hanging basket, managed to climb in, and then the hanging basket slowly rose.

As if they saw hope of survival, on the other side of the west bank of the moat, which was like dumplings, a pair of big hands held up one small figure after another. They stepped on the soft mud at the bottom of the moat, especially the last batch of trench fillings.

The bodies of people sinking into the river hold up more hope for life.

Gradually, more and more children were carried to the other side. Amidst the cries, there were more and more requests to live, and they became louder and louder. Gradually, they even began to overwhelm the cries of dying.

Children kept running towards the main fort, and more hanging baskets were put down by the Ming army, raising the possibility of survival. At this time, in the section of the river where the first child was lifted, an adult man lifted the basket next to him.

He was dragged into the water, climbed, stepped on the bodies of one miserable person after another, and finally climbed to the other side of the moat.

Next, without asking or looking back, the man ran wildly, quickly approached the hanging basket, pulled down a child who had climbed up on the hanging basket, and even had one foot over the edge.

Stung to the ground.

The child fell to the ground, motionless, while the man cried and begged the Ming army to hang him up. Everyone wanted to live, and the Ming army did not just leave it alone. The hanging basket slowly rose, and the man tensed

His nerves suddenly relaxed, and thoughts of surviving the disaster appeared on his face. When the hanging basket gradually rose to the top of the city, the man saw the Ming army, and he quickly put on a flattering look on his face.

However, before the man could say his compliments and thanks, the Ming army officer in front of him drew his sword and struck straight at him.

The next second, the knife was embedded in the man's forehead. In his disbelieving eyes, his eyes gradually raised, and then he fell to the sky and fell straight from the hanging basket.

"The boss said that we only save the truly kind and good men who are willing to fight against the Tatars. It is not worthy to step on other suffering people and exchange the lives of others for the hope of survival!"

As soon as he said this, the officer from Guangzhou left guard burst into tears. Immediately, amidst the cheers of the Ming army in the main castle, the officer jumped down and rolled directly into the hanging basket. The hanging basket slowly descended,

Before landing, the officer jumped down. He ignored the saber embedded in the man's body and saw him sniffing the child's breath, holding him in his arms, and then boarded the rising basket again.
Chapter completed!