Chapter 387 Military and Civilians

Three hundred Min Zhuang's entire army was wiped out, and only a few dozen people survived. They were taken to the Ming army's positions. Three hundred Min Zhuang's entire army was wiped out and the charge of the dead soldiers of the enemy army was very cost-effective.

"out!"

Another hundreds of civilians, led by a small number of elite soldiers, staggered out and reoccupied the defensive facilities on the hillside. There were also a large number of rolling wood, but the rocks were not released.

On the main battlefield, Macheng slowly put down the thousand-mile mirror, his heart was as hard as iron stone, and it was very cost-effective to push Min Zhuang to the front line. Before going to battle, ten thousand Min Zhuang received ten taels of silver, one bag of rice, one bag of noodles, ten

The scattered meat, the food is cheap, but it is enough to allow the whole family to live comfortably for several months. Life in troubled times is not worth much, and the total value of less than twenty taels of life blocked Haoge's careful preparation

The dead soldiers charged. Most of the Ming army gunners in frontier positions had not fired the guns, but the gunners were eager to get enough of them and became more accurate as they attacked.

Amid the roar of the Thousand-Kiln Franc, the enemy troops, with all casualties, retreated like a tide.

On the banks of the Luan River, Haoge was furious and drew his sword to see the two defeated generals. However, because of the inability to kill people, a man cut off his arm and rolled on the ground in pain and screamed. Haoge's face turned pale.

His whole body was trembling with anger. A Bayala guard swung over with an axe and chopped the man into two pieces, finally saving the master.

Half an hour later, the dark and powerful army at the foot of the mountain attacked again on the entire line.

Rolling wood and rocks were placed on the mountain, and chopping the rope with one knife. The big stones installed in the net rope jumped and rolled down. The front-line soldiers screamed in despair and were knocked over, jumping up and down to avoid it in vain.

The enemy army was defeated by the rocks. The enemy army on the front line was defeated. The squadrons behind rushed over the defeated soldiers. Another wave of the people who rolled the wood were finally freed and turned around and returned to their own formation.

However, the officers and soldiers behind him suddenly turned against each other and ruthlessly shot a row of volleys.

Dozens of civilians and soldiers fell down, and a commander yelled: "Go back, the escapee will be killed!"

Such a scene was staged on all positions, with two thousand strong people and everyone was stunned. Under the urging of elite officials around him, he instinctively ran back to simple fortifications, and many people realized that they had been deceived by the officials.

After rolling the wood and fighting stones, you can retreat. How can the officers and soldiers be untrustworthy? Pessimistic and miserable emotions spread. The cowardly people of the people cried and shouted, and the morale of the military was almost collapsed.

In the crowd, a small number of officers and soldiers shouted loudly: "Those who escaped at the battle will be killed, those who are afraid of the former will be killed, those who are shaken of the morale of the army will be killed!"

The bloody words of slashing made the people realize that the ten taels of silver, rice and white flour are not so easy to get, that is to buy life money, and the villagers were deceived by the officers and soldiers to die. The crying sounded loudly, and they were responsible for supervising the battle.

The officers and soldiers had no expression on their faces and stuffed swords, axes, wooden spears, spears, or stones into the hands of the strong people. The cowardly young and strong people in the Ming Dynasty cried while holding the murderous weapon in their hands.

Ma Cheng is expressionless. Are the officials and people in their families? Stop talking about it. Letting these civilians return to their original formation is extremely stupid. These civilians will cause great interference to the war between the soldiers on the front line. The Ming army on the front line

But what about the matter of queuing and crying in the middle? The military and civilian family only exist in romantic novels. In fact, there is no army in this world that treats the refugees who have lost their property as relatives.

The refugees are only a huge burden to the army, just mouths waiting for food one by one.

These dark things will naturally not be recorded in history books, as history books are full of brilliance.

Do the historian dare to write these? No matter how upright historian is, he dare not write them. Who dares to write them? If they really write them in history books, the world will be in chaos. In the future, the history books will only record this way. In the twelfth lunar month of the second year of Chongzhen, the god of war was in

Xifengkou fought fiercely with the Later Jin army, and a certain God of War had a kid, and the achievements were made by one general.

In the desperate situation, there were two thousand people who cried and cried, and there were some people who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. There were many people who looked stupid. A few officers and soldiers who were supervised were thrusting hard with a sheathed sword, screaming and crawling from the ground.

He got up, hid in a trembling manner in the simple stone trunk, behind the earthen fort, and gritted his teeth at the dense crowds of soldiers at the foot of the mountain.

In a position at the end of the defense line, more than a dozen civilians knelt on the ground and kowtowed hard, crying.

A tall and stout man kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Mr. Jun, please spare me, let's run away."

"Mr. Jun is merciful. If we die, you will die. Run away!"

The young officer and soldier looked fierce and said in a muffled voice: "I dare to run away and shoot you to death!"

A dozen strong men just kowtowed and cried, and the young officer and soldier said disdainfully: "A shrewd guy without eggs."

The strong men had no choice but to put away their crying, looked at the dark forest dozens of steps away, and looked at the rows of thick and long muskets behind them, but they still gave up their plan to escape. The muskets were accurate, who dared

Running is definitely a death.

The young and strong men of the Ming Dynasty advised him earnestly: "Mr. Jun, don't you want to live anymore?"

The young officer and soldier sarcastically said, "The general has gone to supervise the battle. Is your life more precious than the general?"

The young and strong naturally refused to believe it. The young officers and soldiers spitted contemptuously. I have followed the general to charge. The general was the bravest and the three armies' magic guns were invincible. How could you fools know about it?

Jun narrowed his eyes and sighed at the handsome flag on the main position in the distance. The general was put on the battle again. This battle was a death battle.

When he received the enemy, Xiao Junye tied the big gun to his hand with a handkerchief, picked up the big gun and rushed out of the earthen castle.

"kill!"

Xiao Junye stabbed a soldier with a diagonal spear, pulled out his gun, kicked the body down, and held a big axe across the gun, and yelled and pushed the thick soldier straight towards him.

He stepped back and rolled down unsteadily. Xiao Junye gasped violently and shouted again. He rolled up and jumped up and swept across the gun, causing a captain to sweep his back to the sky.

"kill!"

Xiao Junye stabbed into the eye socket of the captain with one shot, and was proud of his heart. This shot had a bit of charm from the Grandmaster. Several arrows shot Xiao Junye at the same time, and Xiao Junye slowly fell down and vomited

Jiexue closed her eyes unwillingly. Min Zhuang beside her cried and scrambled into a group with the enemy soldiers, fighting on the hillside. A few of them escaped into the forest while taking advantage of the chaos and ran away without looking back.

Zhuang was naturally no match for the Eight Banners Han Army, and few people were killed soon.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The tiger squat cannon fired one after another and swept down a group of people. The enemy soldiers rushed up howled and roared towards the Ming army's front line position that was close to the distance. It was also the end of the world. With the harsh whistle, the Ming army guns were waiting for the battle.

The hands opened fire and fired volleys. The slightly messy volleys were like strong wind, clearing a large area of ​​the enemy soldiers who rushed to two hundred steps, howling and roaring, and a large number of archers from the enemy soldiers flocked to him.

The bowstring sounded, and the Ming army hiding behind the stone fortress suffered casualties.

The Ming soldiers who were caught in the arrow were dragged away by their colleagues. Soon another musket was repaired. Another round of scattered volleys were fired. The front line killed and killed the enemy soldiers who fought with swords and axes and suffered heavy casualties, but they could not retreat.

Lying on the ground, some people who were not afraid of death were climbing up inch by inch, ten thousand people were crowded on the ten-mile-wide front. It was really crowded. Many projectiles could penetrate one person and then injured another. However,
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