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The more and more Eight Banners soldiers stood firmly on the open ground, looking at the densely packed muskets thousands of steps away, and there were dozens of small cannons in a group of two or three people. The fire was held further away

The more Ming troops were swarming in, and there were steep cliffs on both sides, and this road was a dead end.

The torches were shining, and a lit light appeared on the Ming army's front.

"kill!"

"put!"

The two armies burst into reprimands at the same time, and thousands of Eight Banners soldiers waved their weapons and launched a crazily charge.

Dozens of small cannons and nearly a thousand muskets on the famous army's positions were fired one after another, and the flag soldiers in the charge fell like broken sacks, and the moment they rushed in front was cleared. The one behind passed the corpse and rushed out dozens of steps.

At a distance, the fired muskets on the Ming army's positions were passed to the back row, and the loaded muskets were handed to the front sect.

The densely packed muskets like forests were mounted on the brackets, and a thunder sound broke out in an instant.

Dozens of small cannons fired one after another, and the projectiles were shot up, and a blood mist burst out in front of the two armies. The blood mist seemed extremely shocking under the bright moonlight. Jirgalang sat on the ground, watching

The guards in front of him became more dense and sparse, just like a woman's clothes being stripped away layer by layer. Several guards who had lost their courage were shaking their hands holding the knife, and they suddenly remembered the newly-appointed concubine in their home.

The concubine was a woman from Ming Dynasty and was not yet sixteen, so she was very afraid of him. She was also so frightened when they were alone.

Jirgalang felt bored and said gloomy: "Why don't you die when you wait?"

Several guards looked at their toes in fear, not daring to look at their hideous faces. The screams and howlings in front were getting closer and closer. A guard suddenly stepped down and rolled into the grass. The grass moved a few times and disappeared.

.With the first one, there is a second one. Five or six guards around him quickly fled. There were more than ten guards in front of him because they were too nervous and were confused.

Jirgalang looked at the shaking bushes and scolded viciously: "Escape, where can I escape!"

He suddenly remembered the Ming girl, who was as soft as silk, and Jirgalang was a little intoxicated and spit hard. The neck was so hot that it seemed to be a little sweating from the scratched woman.

Pain and itchy. Jirgalang hated the woman very much, and also hated the Ming people's firearms. The Ming people's firearms and the Ming women's nails are all things that are very annoying. A Ming woman has nails

, you can scratch a middle-aged man.

A weak Ming man holding a firearm can easily kill an Eight Banner Warrior who is skilled in archery and horses and practices hard.

If one day the great gold will win the world, it will forbid the firearms of the world. Jirgalang thought hatefully.

"Bitch, I should kill him when I leave the city!"

The whistling sound of the shells suddenly came, and the sharp whistling sound that was completely different from the small cannon made Jirgalang suddenly wake up, and he watched in horror as the remaining soldiers in front of him were hit by a huge cannonball, split into a pile of rotten meat, but the shells did not

The jumping hit a rock, and the rock burst and fragments flew across the sky. Several strong guards nearby were instantly divided into corpses. One hooded helmet and his head were cut off half of it, and the other legs were cut off by gravel.

Screaming and falling down.

Jirgalang suddenly woke up. It was dawn and he had fought fiercely for a night without realizing it.

As soon as the sky was dawn, the gunboats anchored on the river began to fire shells. The guns were shot very accurately. When they were frightened, they faintly saw a flash of fire on the river surface, and the sharp and harsh whistling sound was getting closer and closer. Hula, a bucket of water

The thick tree was broken in the waist, and Jirgalang protected his face in horror, and was overwhelmed by the heavy trunk.

On the front line of the Ming army, several battalions were so angry that they snatched their feet and cursed: "Is there anyone who has taken the credit so much?"

"A bastard, I'm going to beat the lawsuit to the commander!"

Several battalion officials were robbed of the navy's gunboats, and they were furious and ordered a full-scale counterattack. The brigade of swords, shields, axes, and spearmen crossed the formation and rushed towards the few remaining Eight Banners soldiers.

"Cut the head level, cut the head level!"

"A has also taken away the scoundrels, so I'm going to kill these bastards!"

Amid the angry shouts of several battalions, hundreds of remaining soldiers of the Eight Banners were extremely humiliated and fought with their swords. How could the warriors of the Dajin be regarded as something to repay success? Hundreds of remaining soldiers were flooded by the Ming army that swarmed in like a tide.

, stabbed to death, and in the open battlefield in a quarter of an hour, only all kinds of tragic corpses were left.

"roar!"

The Ming army on the front line came out in full swing to clear the battlefield. The gunmen lined up to raid guns at the pile of corpses, and the flesh and blood were flying everywhere. The spearmen poked the guns from afar. A team of elite soldiers with distinctive armor suddenly arrived and suddenly exploded on the position.

There was a burst of cheers, and the soldiers recognized the soldiers as the chief of the general's personal soldiers.

Several battalion officials were overjoyed and jumped into the air and cursed: "Be careful, the general is coming to reward the army!"

"Go and go, Qing Bulisuo disturbed the general, let's take his own blame!"

The Ming army, who was clearing the battlefield, was greatly motivated. In the pile of corpses, a blood-covered soldier suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the brigade of Ming army with iron bones. Puch, a team of Ming army raised their weapons to meet them.

The spear with a tricky angle only stabbed one shot, and the enemy soldier was forked into the air by the Ming army. He kept twitching and struggling and vomiting blood, laughing but not laughing, crying but not crying, and howling like a beast.

Bang!

A team official raised his hand gun impatiently, and the flag soldier with a strange expression exploded like a watermelon.

"Hurry, I'm watching the Grandmaster's personal military camp arrive, and Grandmaster is right behind!"

Several Ming soldiers hurriedly pulled back their spears, and the headless corpse of the flag soldier pounced on the ground and twitched a few times, as if they had suffered great humiliation and were unwilling to accept it. In the pile of dead people, several flag soldiers jumped up from time to time.

He suddenly wanted to hurt people, but was beaten to death by the Ming army very experienced. The brigade of Ming army stepped on the corpses everywhere and lined up in series to clear the battlefield along the hillside. The progress was very fast, so his subordinates naturally did not leave any living mouths.

In the dense forest, dozens of undead Eight Banner soldiers were stunned and wandering like wandering ghosts, standing like wooden stakes.

Bang bang bang bang!

The Ming soldiers who were eager to welcome the commander to reward the army and were eager to report the merits were lined up and there were several rounds of volleys standing stupidly. Dozens of Eight Banners soldiers wandering around with crooked mouths and eyes fell down one after another, and were killed by the murderous Ming.

The soldiers rushed over and stabbed several spears in a row.

"Ten thousand victories, ten thousand victories, ten thousand victories!"

"Long live the Grandmaster!"

"Long live, long live, long live!"

The back team suddenly became boiling, and cheers of thunder and thunder sounded. The soldiers who were still sweeping the battlefield in front were anxious. The general arrived. A long spear stabbed into the pile of corpses, and his feet wearing military boots were stepping on the Eight Banners Warriors.
Chapter completed!