"Warriors rush, the Qing Dynasty will win!"

"Those who kill Xu Changqing will be rewarded with a reward of 100,000 taels, and will be promoted to the third level..."

"Roll, rush up..."

As the hot air balloons drifted behind the Model Army's battle formation approached, the Qing army's eyes were completely red, and they didn't care about the suppression of the Model Army's firepower, and rushed forward desperately.

Oboi quickly rushed up, and there was no time to pay attention to his safety. Under the escort of more than 100 guards, he frantically attacked a gap in the middle of the model army's battle formation.

By this time, all the Qing army understood that if they lost this battle, they would be completely over.

This instantly brought great pressure to the Model Army Front, and dangers occurred in many places.

It should be noted that Xu Changqing's central army had only three or four thousand people at the beginning. Even when the ammunition was supplied, some people were transferred, but there were only more than 6,000 people.

But at this time, the number of Qing army people who rushed to the battlefield had already tens of thousands, and there were many points and multiple lines, so it was impossible to defend against it.

In addition, the Model Army attacked the capital with a surprise attack, and there were not many catapults. The main firepower still relies on hot air balloons. Before the hot air balloons were in place, the strength of positional warfare was actually not too strong.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"Bang bang bang..."

The crisp sound of bird guns and the dull grenade bomb explosion continued, and countless fierce Qing army elites fell to the ground one by one, but no one cared at this time. The various arrows and rains covered it, just a word - rush!

Rush forward without any heads and minds!

After a brief stalemate, the model army battle formation was quickly broken through several gaps, just like a dam being penetrated by a torrent, and countless floods immediately poured in.

"Changqing, the middle-level Erlang is probably a little unstoppable, so hurry up and dispatch reinforcements! If they break through the outpost battle formation and enter the central battle formation, the situation will be bad..."

Wu Sangui didn't expect that things would turn out like this. He thought that the Qing army would stop if they could not get any advantage. Who would have thought that Xu Changqing was a madman, and Dorgon and the others were also madmen...

How else can I play this?

Kong Youde and Shi Kefa were also busy looking at Xu Changqing.

Shi Kefa has no soldiers to adjust, but he is just an idle person, but Kong Youde still has seven or eight hundred people on his side, Wu Zhen Chaoha elites who did not participate in the battle.

This is a new force, and their foundation is not much weaker than the bird gun soldiers of the Model Army.

Chunni also looked at Xu Changqing anxiously, hoping that Xu Changqing would not be stubborn anymore. After all, ‘Listen to others and have a full meal.’

But Xu Changqing ignored Wu Sangui and others, and just stared at the battlefield coldly.

Dorgon and the others thought it well and bet on the treasure, but what they didn't know was that the seemingly smooth battle formation of the Model Army was full of mystery.

In other words, this is the burial ground that Xu Changqing deliberately polished for them. He wished that more people would rush in to the Qing army, so how could he be anxious at this moment?

Because the central battle formation of the Model Army is a circular killing formation with a smooth distance, but a close distance, with small jagged teeth and murderous intent!

It’s like a confusing trap. When you look outside, you will only feel stupid. You can pass it with your eyes closed, but only when you get inside will you find that ‘I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, because I am in this mountain’!

After a while, the model army battle formation had been torn apart by the Qing army. Xu Changqing waved his hand and greeted Wang Xi: "Transfer to everyone, retreat to the middle formation!"

"yes!"

Wang Xi and others hurriedly conveyed Xu Changqing's order.

The flag slogans flew, the signal flares flowed, and all kinds of roars and tyrannies were sent out. The model Junerlang in front soon received the order and did not dare to fight again and retreated quickly.

"Haha, the model army is no longer available, warriors, rush!"

"The Qing Dynasty will win!"

"Warriors, capture Xu Changqing alive and go to Haicheng..."

The Qing army was still a little difficult, after all, even if they were crowded and had a strong momentum, the model army occupied the advantage of terrain and firepower, and still had a strong room for resistance.

But they never thought that their strength had not been fully utilized, and the model army actually retreated!

This immediately brought their morale to a higher level, like a tsunami, and was chasing towards the model army more violently.

"Haha, brother, the model army can't hold on anymore! Just wait for my Qing Dynasty to rush into their battle formation, Xu Changqing will be finished!"

At the top of Guangqumen, Duoduo waved his fists excitedly and laughed wildly.

Only this ecstasy can help his tense nerves be relieved for a moment.

Dorgon, however, had no expression on his face and just stared at the battlefield ahead without saying a word.

Duoduo said it well, but over the years, he has been played with by Xu Changqing like a frightened bird. He will never relax at all until the dust settles.

Not to mention, he vaguely felt something was wrong.

Xu Changqing was obviously ambushing them. He must have made many preparations in front of him. Why, he looks so weak now?

Jirgalang and Daishan were not so optimistic, both of them were frowning and focused on the situation.

Unfortunately, at this time, they had no other way except to pay attention. They could only count on their warriors to test with their lives.

"Open fire!"

"Open fire!"

"Open fire!"

When the brave Qing army rushed to the center of the battle formation in the central part of the Model Army, the model army's catapult finally recovered from the four sides and began to shoot flowering bullets.

But these flowering bullets are very popular, and the number of catapults is pitifully small, with less than fifty ones.

Moreover, the position in the middle was extremely open, and the Qing army had enough room for dodging.

"Let's go down, get down..."

"careful!"

"boom!"

"Boom..."

Amid all kinds of shouts and scolding, the Qing army reacted very quickly and their steps were stopped in an instant, but after the explosion sounded, they realized that the model army's catapult was insufficient at all.

"Dog Nikan, you're using a fool again! Warriors, rush up, hurry up..."

"Run!"

There were already thousands of people in the middle formation, and they immediately spread out quickly with each small master as the core, and then they clashed hard in all directions.

This made the catapults of the Model Army very uncomfortable. They could only ignore these Tartars and suppress the target areas.

This random artillery act quickly made all units of the Qing army feel confident and more fiercely towards the model army.

Soon, the brave two yellow flags and white armor broke through the slightly zigzag-shaped defensive wall and wanted to break through the model army's catapult.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly! Don't fight against the dogs and tatars..."

"Take one step first..."

How dare the catapults of the Model Army fight? They abandoned the catapults, drove away and ran back.

The Qing army's momentum couldn't help but become even more powerful. They laughed and continued to push forward, and the subsequent vital power continued to surge into the middle formation like a tide.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, I know, I know, Xu Changqing, this dog Nikan, likes to be mysterious!"

At the top of Guangqumen City, Duoduo saw that the situation was getting better, so he finally felt relieved and burst into laughter with fists.

Although Dorgon and his men were not as reckless as Duoduo, their expressions obviously sootheed a little.

Hong Chengchou's tense mind was also relieved a little. Judging from the current situation, Xu Changqing is still very proud.

Even if the hot air balloons can come soon, the Qing Dynasty has now rushed into the middle formation of three or four thousand people, enough to tear the defense line of the Model Army.

Fan Wencheng's face turned pale.

This is Xu Changqing, who is so powerful in the world. Why is this war so misty? Is this still Xu Changqing, who is so powerful in the world, a model army that is so powerful in the world?

Ning Wan, I was also constantly gasping for breath. The monk was confused, but his powerful instinct made him feel vaguely.

Something must be wrong.

"Haha, these dogs Nikan, today is your death date!"

At this time, Oboi also rushed to the position of the model army's catapult. The hot air balloon cloud not far away was only about half a mile away from them.

But Oboi is not false at all.

The Model Army has many fortifications and the terrain is extremely spacious, so it is not difficult to avoid the attack of hot air balloons. As long as they slow down a little, they can detour to the rear position of the Model Army for about a mile, this battle will be decided!

"Master, there are many ammunition boxes here. Why don't we get a few catapults and wait until we avoid these hot air balloons and thrust the model army's back camp?"

A slave looked at the several large ammunition boxes and throwing cars next to him, and was busy suggesting Oboi, obviously not wanting to waste resources.

"Um?"

Obai was clever and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Greetings, you dog slave, your brain is very good! Just do it!"

More than a dozen servants around him hurriedly divided the people to pick up the catapult cart, and someone went to pack up the ammunition box.

"Damn it, what's going on? Why is this ammunition box so heavy?"

There was nothing unusual about the catapult cart, but suddenly there was a slave on the ammunition box and he couldn't stop scolding.

They rushed from Guangqumen to this model army formation, and had already run for four or five miles, and were protected by their bodies with sperm armor. Even with their barbaric and real Manchu physical strength, they could not bear it for a moment, and it was not surprising that they were a little emotional at this time.
To be continued...