"The enemy is going to fight to the death."

Wang Ju noticed that the slave thief had dispatched all the troops and immediately came to Zhao Wu.

Zhao Wu, who was holding a monocular lens in his hand, looked at the hillside and said, "Let our people disperse first, and don't become targets for slave thieves and cannons."

The slave thief fired on the hillside, so naturally, whoever attacked the more people. He didn't want his soldiers to become living targets under the opponent's muzzle.

The lives of the soldiers under his command are much more precious than those of slave thieves.

"I have dispersed the team." Wang Ju said from the side.

In the absence of gun holes, dispersing the team is the best way to avoid guns. In fact, when the cannon is insufficient, dispersing the team to avoid guns is much more cost-effective than hiding in gun holes.

Facing the cannon falling on the hillside, even if the soldiers hiding nearby were already dispersed, the cannon never reasoned with others, and some soldiers were still hit by the cannon.

The body of the warrior was carried to the rear, and the injured and undead soldiers were also sent to the back. Even if they knew that the possibility of rescue was not high, they would try their best to treat them.

Zhao Wu gently moved the monocular lens in his hand and said, "Then it is our gunner next. If we can suppress the slave thief's cannon, this battle will be even better."

When there are plenty of firearms, only the opponent's cannon can pose a threat to one's own side.

"Don't worry, our gunners are all very powerful. I believe that in a short while, we can destroy all the remaining guns of the slave thief." Wang Ju said.

The gunners of both sides have fought once.

Even though there were only three cannons on our side, and there were not as many cannons on the slave thief side, they still successfully destroyed the three cannons on the slave thief during the fire exchange.

Nowadays, slave thieves have fewer cannons, and he is very confident in his own gunner.

Zhao Wu turned his head and explained to the messenger beside him: "When the command is sent, the bronze whistle sounds, all the soldiers gather immediately."

The messenger ran to pass the orders to the brigade captains of various warriors.

"These slave thieves have taken medicine, so they are very quick to get it." Wang Ju spit out the grass leaves in his mouth, picked up the copper whistle in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth and was about to blow it.

But at this moment, Zhao Wu stretched out an arm to break him.

Wang Ju looked at him in confusion.

I heard Zhao Wu say, "Wait a little longer, the slave thief's cannon has not stopped yet. Let's gather the team now, and it is easy to become the target of slave thief's cannon attack."

After hearing this, Wang Ju had to spit out the copper whistle that was in his mouth.

As the slave soldiers below the hillside got closer, the sound of cannons from the slave thieves finally stopped.

Beep!

Wang Ju blew the copper whistle in his mouth.

The soldiers of the tiger-shaped flag who had been ready to wait soon gathered in one place and stood in rows on the hillside, and the muzzles began to aim at the slave soldiers below the hillside.

However, there is still a distance between the two sides, and the soldiers are not in a hurry to fire the guns, and wait for the enemy to get closer.

"Who asked you to stop?"

Na Hai brought about a dozen real Tartars around him to Qin Baihu, holding a horse whip in his hand and pointed at Qin Baihu's nose, saying, "Continue to fire the fire on the hillside immediately."

Upon hearing this, Qin Baihu explained: "Bi Yu, it is impossible to fire again. If you fire again, you will hit our own people."

The Han soldiers among the slave thieves had already rushed to the hillside, less than 150 steps away from the Ming army on the hillside. At such a close distance, it was difficult for the gunner to control whether the gun landed on his own people or the Ming army on the hillside.

"I don't have time to listen to you talking nonsense here, so I'm going to fire a fire on the hillside." Na Hai said to Qin Baihu with a cold face.

Seeing that the other party insisted on firing, Qin Baihu had to persuade him: "I really can't firing any more. Once you hit your own people, it is very likely to cause defeat. It's better to leave that little road for Wang Baihu to rush up with his people."

Wang Baihu replaced Xue Qianhu, and now all the Han soldiers are under his command.

"Qin Baihu!" Na Hai stared at Qin Baihu in front of him with cold eyes.

Qin Baihu felt scared by the other party's gaze.

But he really didn't dare to fire the artillery. If he really killed the Han soldiers who were also Jinzhou City because of the cannon in his hand, he would really not be able to stay in Jinzhou City from now on.

There are so many Han soldiers in Jinzhou City who will definitely try their best to kill him.

Na Hai said with a gloomy look: "Either continue firing on the hillside, or I will kill you now and change someone else to take over your position."

"Bi Yu, I!" Qin Baihu's face showed bitterness.

Na Hai ordered coldly: "Fire!"

In desperation, Qin Baihu had to return to his subordinates and ordered his subordinates to open up the hillside.

He couldn't care about the Han soldiers on the hillside. If they were to be killed by cannons, they could only be considered unlucky. As for whether they would be retaliated against when they returned to Jinzhou City in the future, that was also a matter for the future. Now he could only care about the situation before him.

Boom! Boom!

Soon, several cannons were fired one after another.

In order to ensure that it will not hurt its own people, Qin Baihu specially told the gunner to shoot it accurately.

Seeing that Qin Baihu was going to fire honestly, Nahai took his people away from here.

After all, the cannon with the tiger flag on the hillside was still firing in this direction. He did not dare to stay here for too long and became the target of the enemy's shelling.

"What the hell is going on? Why are you still firing? He's all the way to his own people." Wang Baihu was so scared that he lay on the ground when he saw the cannon flying overhead.

The further the target, the harder the cannon is to be cut.

He and the Han soldiers were almost fighting to the hillside. At this time, the Ming army behind were still shelling the hillside, and these Han soldiers would also become targets for their own side.

It would be fine if you die under the enemy's gun, but if you die under the gun of your own people, you feel wronged.

However, the more he was worried, the more such a thing would happen.

A Han soldier who was approaching the hillside suddenly suffered artillery attacks, and the direction in which the cannon fell was flying from behind.

Wang Baihu saw this scene so scared that he had just gotten up and fell back on the ground.

At the same time, I cursed in my heart that if I go back alive, I will never spare Qin Baihu.

Thinking in my heart, he turned his head and looked at Qin Baihu down the hillside.

This glance scared him.

I saw with my own eyes that several Han soldiers who wanted to escape back to the hillside were killed by the Jurchens who followed him.

This made him realize that he had no way out, and he would either rush up and fight with the Ming army, or wait to be killed by the Jurchens on the hillside.

"Brothers, kill all the Ming army on the hillside. When I go back, I will take you to drink and eat meat and kill me!" Wang Baihu, who knew that he had no way out, burst out with the greatest courage in his life.

Holding a knife in his hand, he rushed towards the hillside desperately.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The musketeer who had already been ready on the hillside fired the muskets in his hands, and countless guns were sprayed out from the muzzle and shot towards Wang Baihu and his men on the hillside.
Chapter completed!