Chapter 538: Corpse all over the world

The Han army in the back team watched the armored flag soldiers masters, who were shot by the dense fire guns of the Ming army, and howled in pain in the fireman, slashing with swords, and slashing with a knife.

The ladder on fire broke off, and the flag-man master who was squeezing on the ladder fell into the sea of ​​fire. He screamed and struggled for a while and then stopped moving. Soon, the unpleasant smell of burning meat spread, allowing the flag-man master to follow him.

The six thousand Han troops attacked midnight were in chaos and were at a loss.

At this moment, the sky was thundering, and a shrill whistling sound came from the sky.

The huge artillery shells hit the Han army's rear team with a bounce, and the defenseless Han army was smashed out of a bloody alley. Three consecutive whistling sounds sounded, and the six thousand Han army covered by artillery fire turned into six.

Thousands of wooden targets were knocked over by a huge iron ball falling from the sky, knocked down, and the broken limbs and broken arms flying all over the sky, flesh and blood mixed in the soil and shot everywhere.

When shooting, all living things and dead objects are torn to pieces and splashed by shells.

The wooden ladder wrapped in iron, the large carts carrying equipment, the cattle and horses, and the human body were torn to pieces by shells, and the fragments shot caused secondary damage, and a tragedy occurred in the night fog.

"Roar, rush, rush over!"

Fan Hu looked at his boss. The zombie was wielding his knife like a madman, slashing the person running around. A shell falling from the sky jumped twice, crushing the zombie to death like an ant. That unlucky

The zoling was rubbed directly by the bouncing shells, and both legs were wiped away, leaving only half of her body lying on the ground, and her eyes widened and vomited blood.

Fan Hu trembled and turned around and ran, and stopped after running for a few steps. He staggered and almost fell down. He touched his chest and opened his eyes in horror. A piece of wood was inserted into his chest. Fan Hu staggered.

He knelt down and fell into eternal darkness before his eyes. He let out a heavy breath before his death. If he had known this, he would not have killed that good family in Haicheng. Now that family has turned into a ghost and is seeking his life.

The next day, early morning.

The night fog dissipated, the visibility was excellent, and the sun rose early.

The Ming army on the front line poked out from behind the chest wall and stared at the bodies of the enfeoffed soldiers scattered hundreds of steps away. Some of them were beaten into pieces by muskets, and some were burned into black charcoal. Looking away

Behind the two trenches is the eighteenth floor of underworld, and various human body parts are scattered next to the huge and dark iron balls. The scene is as terrifying as the end of the world. If it is covered by the fire of forty-eight field cannons, can it still fall into the entire body?

The Later Jin army suffered extremely heavy casualties during the night attack, and they hit the firepower network carefully constructed by the Ming army.

The firepower network formed by heavy muskets, field artillery, and trenches and seas turned the frontier of the Ming army into a real flesh-and-blood mill.

Yang Tongxin's face was pale, and he squatted on the ground and vomited in a dark place. Liu Tianyang smiled and patted his back, holding his smile. He didn't do anything, but insisted on putting his head on his belt and doing these rude warriors' life.

Isn't it amazing? This guy even spit out bile. Yang Tongxin felt very embarrassed. When the dignified military student went to the battlefield, he actually spit out like a soft-legged shrimp. It was so embarrassing.

"It's bitter, it's bitter!"

Yang Tongxin felt that he had no shame to meet people, especially those who had no shame to see him again in the same year. However, his stomach was still overwhelming. What was this smell? The smell of burnt meat, the smell of gunpowder after the fire was fired, and the smell of fishy smell

It smelled so bad when they were mixed together. The stomach tendons couldn't stop twitching, and they opened their mouths and spit out a few more mouthfuls of water.

"Shui, get water to Chief Xiao Yang, you're brainless!"

Liu Tianyang smiled and shouted, "He has been used to this smell, isn't this dead human flavor?"

At this time, a team of light cavalry arrived and shouted, "Liu Tianyang, Yang Tongxin, the army to conduct a military discussion!"

Liu Tianyang was ecstatic and responded hurriedly: "Here, here, please stay here, let's explain it."

The team of light cavalry turned over and got off the horse. A staff officer came over with two horses and temporarily took over the whistle of Liu Tianyang, avoiding the embarrassment of ineffective command on the front line. Liu Tianyang was overjoyed and supported his adjutant to meet him. It felt like stepping on the stomp.

On the cotton, one foot high and one foot low, a team of light cavalry, the two officers quickly turned over and rushed towards the Central Army Commander's Camp.

The army of the Later Jin Dynasty, the central army.

Huang Taiji stood on the imperial chariot, looking at the miserable corpses everywhere on the front line, his face turned ashen.

Daishan, Jirgalang, Abatai, Dorgon and his generation were all over the country, Han officials and Han generals were dissatisfied and did not dare to speak out. At this time, no one dared to touch his eyebrows. One thousand taels of red flag soldiers

Six thousand Han soldiers went out to steal the camp at night. Somehow, thousands of cannons were suddenly fired on the Ming army's positions, and they even fired platoons. Seven thousand elite soldiers ran back with less than three thousand. Most of the ones who ran back were Han soldiers, and almost all the flag soldiers were

The entire army was wiped out.

Many Han soldiers even lost their shoes, were absent-minded, and were scared to pee their pants. Dai Shan and Ma Guangyuan's face were the uglyest. The dead flag soldiers were Dai Shan's two red flags, and the Han army was Ma Guangyuan's right wing of the eight banners of the Han army, and the two were

His face was naturally very ugly. Seeing the front line corpses everywhere, his heart was twitching. Huang Taiji's throat was burning. He was unable to cure Daishan's crime, so he had to furious at Ma Guangyuan, which scared Ma Guangyuan and a group of right-wing generals of the Han army knelt on the ground.

Huang Taiji was so thunderous that he said angrily: "Ma Guangyuan, how did you lead the soldiers and what kind of battle did you fight!"

Ma Guangyuan felt bitter in his heart and did not dare to argue. When his master was angry, a golden knife was thrust on his face. Half of his face turned swollen, and it was red and swollen. Huang Taiji was so thunderous that he dared to persuade him.

Ma Guangyuan secretly looked up at Da Beile Daishan, feeling bitter in his heart. A slave is a slave. He will die if he loses a war and dies. He will still be beaten.

Dai Shan's face was also ugly, but he still held back his breath and advised: "Forget it, if you beat this dog slave to death, you will not be able to survive."

Huang Taiji used the golden knife to slash a few more times before he said irritably: "Genggugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugu

Ma Guangyuan hurriedly kowtowed a few times, knelt on the ground and retreated, and got up while retreating, and bowed thousands of times, and went back to his right wing position.

Dorgon spitted over and said disdainfully: "What is the use of this Han army dog ​​slave? He will have diarrhea when he is on the battlefield. He has to rely on the foundation of our Eight Banners to fight."

After Dorgon said this, Huang Taiji and Beller's face looked a little better.

Abatai tactfully advised: "That's right, aren't our flag soldiers still getting the upper hand? We're still fighting this battle."

Huang Taiji snorted, and the two slaves hurriedly knelt next to the imperial chariot and asked the old master to step down from the imperial chariot. This is called a human stool, and the master likes this style the most.

Huang Taiji stepped on the ground with spotless boots and snorted heavily: "Click the red cannon, bang, bang!"

"twitter!"

A group of Han artillery generals knelt down in a hurry and retreated tremblingly. They transferred red-clothed cannons from Fushun City. The Ming Dynasty called heavy Western artillery and red-clothed cannons. When they arrived at Jianlu, they refused to call them. In order to avoid taboos, they changed to red-clothed cannons.

Can the red-clothed cannons beat the Ming army's cannons? Beller has no confidence. Let's try it. This battle has been fought like this. It depends on the Eight Banners' foundation, and the invincible cavalry in the world decide the outcome.
Chapter completed!