Luo Yangxing, the commander of the Jinyiwei, began to turn around in the court, using Emperor Chongzhen to regain his trust in himself and attack political enemies. The Tiger and Leopard Army, far away in Moguyu, happened to usher in the most tragic battle since its founding.

After Dorgon paid 5,000 infantry to follow his troops, he finally advanced the front line to the foot of the Moguyu City Wall.

Looking at the battlefield where the under his feet were almost stained with blood donation, the corpses of infantry soldiers everywhere, and there was no place to take his feet. The cold expression on Dorgon's face did not change at all.

In his eyes, the lives of five thousand infantry soldiers and soldiers seemed to be not life, and they could disappear in just one sentence.

Facing the city wall that was only a battle higher than a battle, Dorgon looked cold, the Tartar generals beside him looked fanatical, and the thousands of infantry soldiers behind them were frightened.

Looking at the Mushroom Valley, which had swallowed thousands of colleagues in front of me, it was like seeing a hungry wolf with bloody mouths exposed with two long fangs, full of fear.

If the thousands of Tartars around were bent their bows and arrows, they aimed at themselves with iron arrows emitting cold light. These terrified infantry and soldiers who had been killed by the Tiger and Leopard Army would probably collapse directly on the battlefield and turn into a bunch of defeated soldiers.

Of course, Dorgon, who had already regarded the Tiger and Leopard Army as a "thorn in the flesh", directly ignored these scenes.

After taking a deep breath, he ordered with a majestic look on his face: "Don't stop attacking, immediately launch an attack on the Moguyu City Fortification, and strive to take Moguyu before dark."

The densely packed infantry followers, driven by the Tartar soldiers with bows and arrows and big swords, walked reluctantly with mechanical steps and advanced towards the city wall.

Facing the waves of people outside the city walls, even though they had already killed thousands of enemies on the battlefield, the faces of the Tiger and Leopard Army soldiers who were defending the city walls became solemn.

Zhou Shuyuan, who was standing behind Wei Zheng, subconsciously exclaimed: "Five thousand infantry soldiers rushed forward, Dorgon, the Tartars, planned to attack and take down Moguyu..."

"General, the five thousand infantry followers, the strength is several times that of just now. Should the blocking battle be fought according to the fighting style just now..." Wang Feng, who also had a solemn face, asked.

After a strange smile flashed from his face, Wei Zheng said, "What's wrong? When you see the five thousand infantry soldiers, are you feeling depressed..."

"Although the Tartars dispatched several times the strength of the troops just now, the position we held was also several times stronger than before. Don't forget that what we stepped on was not just a trench, but a city wall that was as high as a battle."

"In addition, let's analyze carefully. After losing 5,000 infantry followers in a row, the remaining 5,000 infantry followers is already the limit of the Tartars. As long as we can block the Tartars' offensive through the city wall under our feet, and give the enemy a devastating blow in this round of offensive, especially the 5,000 infantry followers driven by the Tartars."

"I can tell you with certainty that the five thousand infantry followers who are already full of fear of us will definitely collapse without fighting on the battlefield. At that time, these five thousand infantry followers will not only not have any impact on us, but will be lucky, but will also in turn attack the Tartars behind them and help us launch a counterattack on the Tartars..."

"How is this possible? The Tartars are the masters of these infantry soldiers. This concept and thought have been deeply rooted into the hearts of each infantry soldiers. Even if they are afraid, they cannot create a rebellion for their masters..." Zhou Shuyuan, influenced by traditional culture, first raised his doubts.

After seeing a few people's doubtful eyes gathered on him again, Wei Zheng explained thoughtfully: "I wonder if you still remember what I said before the war. As long as the infantry and the soldiers fear us more than the Tartars, the infantry and the soldiers will make their master's rebellion..."

"Think about it again, what weapons do we have in our hands that can bring fatal blows to the infantry and the officers at critical moments, and make the infantry and the officers' fear of us suddenly increase, and create a rebellion from their master."

"Explosive Pack..." Wang Feng, who personally directed the night attack battle and experienced the huge power of the explosive pack explosion together, his eyes lit up and exclaimed first.

Wang Feng's exclamation also aroused Zhou Shuyuan's memories of the battlefield that night.

An explosive pack exploded, and all the soldiers within a battle range were lifted to the ground and turned into corpses.

Of course, in addition to the terrifying and amazing lethality of the explosive pack, the explosion of the explosive pack is like thunder, which is definitely an unprecedented shock to the enemy on the battlefield.

Thinking of this, the concerns on Zhou Shuyuan's face were immediately overwhelmed by expectations. He replied to Wei Zheng: "General, you can give it a try..."

"It took less than 2,000 kilograms of explosives seized from the Tartar artillery team to use less than 2,000 kilograms of explosives. Even if you take out 5,000 kilograms of explosives at one time, it will not put too much pressure on our explosives reserves..."

"General, if you use explosive packs, I agree... At the critical moment, you can use explosive packs to deal with the infantry and the soldiers. At that time, facing the sound of explosions that are shaking, facing the devastating lethality brought to them by the explosive packs, and the fear of these infantry and soldiers for us, they will definitely launch a counterattack on the master behind them with fear, just like that night."

The solemnity on the faces of several subordinates disappeared and was covered by high morale, and Wei Zheng's confidence on his face became stronger.

Seeing that the outside of Moguyu is getting closer and closer to the city wall and thousands of infantry followers who are about to carry soil to fill the trenches outside the city wall, Wei Zheng ordered with a passionate face: "Then why are you still standing there..."

"Military advisors, unified command of musket battalions and artillery battalions, shooting enemies from a distance, and killing the enemy as much as possible before the Tartars approaches the city wall. After the Tartar archers appear, concentrate their firepower and shoot and suppress the archers..."

"Battlefield Commander Wang Feng, after the enemy enters the range of the pitching gun, he immediately commands the spear battalion to throw a pitching gun at the enemy..."

"If the infantry and the soldiers can still get close to the city wall, they will still roll stones at them..."

"Captain Zhao Yun and Battalion, you have two tasks in total: First, go to the back warehouse and propose two thousand kilograms of explosives and make two thousand small explosive packs of two kilograms of explosives. After completion, you will immediately send them to the city wall..."

"Second, command the cavalry battalion and the recruit battalion, and be prepared to counterattack..."

"Neither your cavalry or the recruits have seen blood or experienced wars. And taking advantage of the victory to fight back is the best way to train soldiers, so you must grasp it..."
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