Before sitting down, he turned to Cao Bianjiao and told Cao Bianjiao, "You can go too. Young people should compete for opportunities to make contributions."

Cao Bianjiao was overjoyed, saluted and hurried down.

He sat down on the mat and took a sip of the hot tea on the desk.

"let's start."

Dozens of strong men with big shoulders and round waists waved their mallets and began to beat the drums.

The dull drum beat encouraged the Ming army, and also hit the hearts of the Tartars in the city, causing pain.

The first to go into battle were thousands of cannon fodder from the Death Soldier Battalion. They wore simple leather armor and held shields, swords and guns, and swarmed toward the collapsed slope.

Climbing up the gravel slope, the cannon fodder at the front can already see the roofs of the buildings in the city.

The cannon fodder screamed and desperately stepped forward to climb over the rubble slope of the collapsed city wall, hoping to capture a head and clear their names and leave the death camp.

Standing on the top of the slope, what you can see is a carpet of Tartar archers and bannermen in the front row.

‘Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~’

A dense rain of arrows flew over, and the cannon fodder fell in pieces on the gravel slope.

The few who rushed down, facing the rows of flags, were like foam on the shore, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The tragic casualties made the cannon fodder behind quickly calm down. Most of them were civil servants, nobles, landlords and gentry that Li Yunze cleaned up in Jiangnan and the capital. They had no real sense of bravery.

As expected, the cannon fodder behind them began to flee.

Li Yunze, who was on the viewing platform, put down the tea bowl in his hand and snorted dissatisfied.

Wen Tiren on the side understood and immediately signaled to the general below.

Two teams of cavalry attacked from the left and right, catching up with the scattered cannon fodder and reaping their lives.

On the front are tens of thousands of soldiers from the Shenshu Camp. They are arranged in several levels of armored lines. Any deserters who come over will be killed directly.

The cannon fodder who ran back and forth were finally forced onto the gravel slope and pressed against the Tartar military formation.

How can it be so easy to atone for one's sins and survive?

Behind the cannon fodder were the soldiers of the Shenshu Battalion. They were wearing full heavy armor and were not afraid of the Tartar bows and arrows. They crossed the gravel slope and directly ran into the Tartar army formation.

In an instant, there were flashes of swords and shadows, and countless people fell to the ground.

Li Yunze, who was on the viewing platform, saw the soldiers of the Shenshu Camp pouring into the city, and the fire gunners of the Shenji Camp who were providing follow-up support had also followed up to provide support.

Turning to look at the military formation not far away on the left, Li Yunze motioned, "Let the people from Guan Ning's army come in too."

At this time, most of the generals above Guan Ning's military commander level had been eliminated by Li Yunze.

The rest, headed by Wu Sangui and his son, were all incorporated into the military formation.

Li Yunze decided to give them a chance and forget about the past if they made military exploits. If they died in the city, it would be their fate.

After Guan Ning's army also moved in, Li Yunze shook his neck and said, "Tell Cao Bianjiao and the others that I will rest in Huang Taiji's palace at night."
Chapter completed!