"The Tartars are coming!"
"Shoot where there are people!"
"Boss, the barrel of the gun is red and exploded!"
"Throw bombs and blow them up!"
The Ming army's position was filled with the calls of Ming army soldiers.
Facing the Yuan army that was coming like a tidal wave, the Ming army struggled to resist. In the dark night, they fired desperately at the Yuan army, which was blazing like ghosts. The barrels of the firecrackers became hot and red, and their power was greatly reduced. The impatient soldiers fired
The fire cannon was thrown on the snow to cool down, but under the high temperature, the fire cannon could not be fired at all after reloading.
In the short gap, the Tatars climbed directly in front of the Ming army.
Boom, boom, boom, thunder exploded in the crowd of the Yuan army. The Yuan army stepped on the bodies of their comrades, swung their swords forward and fought with the Ming army.
"North, north!"
Under the firelight, the ferocious Yuan army roared in and broke through a gap in the Ming army in an instant. There were panicked shouts from the Ming army everywhere.
"follow me!"
Li Jinglong raised his arms and shouted, leading a mobile force of personal guards and stepping forward with an iron mace in hand.
"die!"
There was a very clear bang, and the iron mace in Li Jinglong's hand smashed the head of the first Yuan soldier and the iron helmet on his head flat. Then Nian Hou's shoulder forcefully knocked down several Yuan soldiers in front of him.
"Kill me!"
Li Jinglong shouted loudly, he was almost a qualified general. Because what he shouted was to kill me, not to kill me. As a commander, taking the lead can best boost morale. For a time, the morale of the surrounding Ming army was greatly boosted.
The Yuan army who had just climbed up were forcefully pushed down by them.
"kill!"
Li Jinglong, who was like a lunatic, smashed his mace into the face of a Yuan army, pulled out the broken knife stuck on the ground, pointed it at the neck of another Yuan army, and made a swipe.
Instantly, hot blood sprayed all over his face.
"Brothers, when we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins! Follow me and kill the Tatars!"
"kill!"
"Follow Zhentai and kill the Tatars!"
"My father-in-law is in front, sons and daughters, please don't step back!"
Swords, spears, axes, javelins, hooks, sickles, hammers, and all kinds of weapons turned into sharp weapons for killing people in the hands of the Ming army. Both sides fought with red eyes. Even if they lost their weapons, they roared with red eyes and hugged the Yuan army and rolled down the slope.
War has become the most primitive state, a life-or-death hand-to-hand fight.
"The west side, the west side is coming up!"
Li Jinglong heard the shouts coming from the nearby position, and hacked the enemies in front of him separately, shouting, "Lao Wai, lead people to stabilize the west side for me, and chop down the Tatars for me!"
"Follow me!" Li Laowai, covered in blood, called to Pao Ze beside him.
Without saying a word, these veterans pursed their lips tightly and gritted their teeth in the dark night, and rushed over with their weapons raised.
"Suffering from mother-in-law!"
With a click, the crane-billed hammer in Li Laowai's hand directly penetrated the head of a Yuan army, stirred it like digging a hole, and brought up two pieces of the opponent's Tianling Cap.
"Xiaowai! Xiaowai! Son!"
Li Laowai was killing people and shouting at the same time.
This position is exactly where his son Li Xiaowai is. The top officer here, Qian Hu, who graduated from martial arts, has fallen face down at the forefront of the position, his back is a blur, and there is no sound anymore
.
"Dad...I, I, I, I..."
A familiar stuttering sound came from behind, and a smile appeared on Old Li's ferocious face.
Another hammer smashed the shoulder blade of Yuan Jun on the opposite side, and kicked him out, "Fuck you, where did you go!"
"I, I, I..."
"Uncle Li, fan it!" Li Dawang's voice came from behind Li Laowai.
Immediately afterwards, Li Dawang and several of Cao Guogong's soldiers were seen rushing over from behind, pushing a cabinet on wheels.
"Brothers, kill them and keep your distance!"
When Li Laowai saw this, he shouted and led his brothers to charge forward a few steps, then suddenly retreated.
During the process of retreating, Mr. Li grabbed his son's neck like a chicken, "Damn it, don't cause trouble here!"
"Careful! Fire is coming!"
Li Dawang and others pushed the cabinet on wheels up and called loudly.
What they pushed up was a boxy cabinet made of pure copper. There were wheels on the four corners of the cabinet. There was a pipe on the cabinet that was also made of wrought copper and looked like a water jet. Between the pipe and the cabinet,
Also connect with copper pipes.
The cabinet was quickly set up. A soldier was pulling the pressure valve back and forth like a bellows, while Li Dawang pointed the nozzle pipe directly at the climbing Yuan troops.
Hooray!
A torch appeared in front of the nozzle, and then the soldier pulling the bellows shouted.
boom!
A fire dragon sprayed out from the pure copper nozzle controlled by Li Dawang.
"ah!"
In the blink of an eye, the hillside turned into a sea of boiling fire, and countless Yuan troops let out heartbreaking and desperate screams in the dark night.
And the long flames that spurted out seemed to have eyes. Li Dawang and others pushed the wheels of the copper cabinet and turned around, rushing to whichever way they were, there was a dead end.
Fierce fire and oil spraying trains are not the original creation of the Ming army. As early as the Song Dynasty, there were such magical weapons used to defend cities or fight. After the Ming Dynasty, this dangerous weapon was used to
Extreme.
"Over there, spray them!"
Li Laowai looked in another direction, jumped to his feet and shouted. Only to find that his son suddenly broke away from his hand.
"Your mother, come back!"
His shouting was in vain. Under the firelight, Li Xiaowai struggled to carry a bucket of kerosene and rushed to the spray train.
Lift the oil drum, aim it at the oil inlet, and drink it gurglingly.
The flames ejected by the spray train became more violent and continuous.
"Fuck you!" Li Laowai yelled, "If I ask you to study and become a scholar, you will be like a fucking lump of wood. If I ask you to join the army and fight, your mother will be more powerful than you!"
There is no blood visible in the fighting in the dark night, but it is brutal.
After the Ming Army spray train was launched, the air smelled even more of human flesh. The meat was fragrant, but when mixed with the choking smoke, it was nauseating. Through the light of the fire, we could clearly see the Ming Army.
On the slope below, burnt, black and smoking corpses were entangled together.
Whether it was because they were tired or because they were afraid, the Yuan army began to turn around and retreat like a tide.
Li Xiaowai put down the oil drum in his hand and shouted happily.
"Dad...Tatar, Tatar, Tatar..."
"The Tatars are running away!" Li Dawang raised his arms and shouted, "Brothers, the Tatars are running away!"
Under the firelight, the Ming army soldiers cheered ecstatically.
At their feet, the wounded Yuan soldiers who had no time to escape were moaning and crying hysterically in pain.
"Dawang...Tatars..."
Li Xiaowai smiled and ran towards Li Dawang, but the next second he saw panic in Dawang's eyes.
"Small distortion!"
Xiao Wai, who was running, was strangled by the neck of Yuan Jun, who was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, and then rolled down from the ground.
"Son!" Li Laowai shouted.
"Xiao Wai!" Dawang shouted, pulled out his hatchet, and jumped down after him.
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"Son!"
Li Laowai rushed down like crazy. The slope was full of corpses and he tripped directly. The moment he fell, he heard the unwilling screams of the dead people at the bottom of the slope.
"Your mother, my son!"
Li Laowai got up and rushed over.
In the blurry and dark vision, I saw two figures clasping each other's necks and rolling around in the pile of dead people. Gradually, one figure lost strength and was pinned under him.
That figure belongs to Li Xiaowai. He is very thin and small, so he is easy to identify.
"I'm going to kill you, brother blood!"
There was a sudden loud shout in the dark night, and a shadow crawled out from the pile of dead people, aimed at the person pressing on Li Xiaowai, and stabbed him wildly.
Puff puff puff puff!
Then another Yuan army pounced on him, and the two rolled, entangled, howling and stabbed each other.
"Big...Wang..."
Li Xiaowai also got up, jumped on the man, and bit the enemy's neck.
At this time, among the dead people, several Yuan soldiers turned over with difficulty and crawled towards them.
This chapter has been completed!