Sea of ​​people!

Thousands of green soldiers launched an attack on the Ming army on the mountain with overwhelming momentum. They were not thousands, not 10,000, but 20,000 or 30,000, charging from all directions and from all directions. Faced with

This kind of human wave tactic, let alone the 17th century in the era of muzzleloaders. Even Russia's "gray animals" in the 20th century once used their bayonet charges to repel the Germans.

Of course, the price paid for such a sea of ​​​​people charge is extremely heavy. Even now, facing such a sea of ​​​​people charge, the shells fired by nine kilograms of mountain grenades can knock down dozens of people with each shot, but such a shelling

, in such a flood-like crowd, it is like a pebble thrown into it, unable to make any waves at all...

Facing such an overwhelming sea of ​​people, Li Fugui and his comrades had no chance to reload their ammunition. They could only use their best efforts to kill the enemies attacking from all directions with their bayonets.

The strength is draining away from them little by little. Although they are still resisting and holding on desperately, as the battle continues, facing a three to one advantage, their battle line is becoming shaky.

Li Yi, who was on the mountainside, stared at the crumbling defense line at the bottom of the mountain, fiercely drew his saber, and shouted.

"Reserve team, charge with me!"

What rushed out with him was the last reserve team in his hand, a reserve team of only 3,000 people. They rushed down the mountain with the momentum of tigers and killed the Jiannu at the bottom of the mountain. When they charged, they rushed to hundreds of people.

Meters, they would first aim, shoot, and fire a bullet before continuing to charge. When they rushed to a closer distance, they would desperately throw out one or two grenades before the bayonets came into contact.

Compared with bullets, the damage caused by these successive explosions of grenades is undoubtedly more shocking. Because the ignition delay of the gunpowder column cannot be guaranteed to be consistent, the explosion time of these grenades ranges from three or four seconds to five or six seconds.

The grenades thrown out before engaging the enemy, because they are thrown from a high place, can be thrown as far as fifty or sixty meters, and some grenades will continue to roll after they hit the ground. For a while, the grenades are in Jiannu's

One to the east and one to the west under his feet, they exploded in no order.

The green battalion soldiers who came behind them like a tide did not notice the grenade in the snow at all. At the moment of the explosion, more than a dozen people were sent into the sky, and then fell down screaming, with broken legs and wounds bleeding profusely.

Grenades exploded from time to time, blowing thousands of Green Camp soldiers into the sky. The injured kept letting out bursts of screams, and the uninjured Green Camp soldiers retreated like a tide.

"Quick, kill me, don't retreat!"

The officers who led the team used their knives to chop down the Green Camp soldiers who wanted to retreat, forcing them to rejoin the battle. Driven by swords and guns, the Green Camp soldiers once again entered the battlefield, but the pace of the attack was much slower.

.In the face of the fear of death, everyone will feel fear.

"Can't stop, hurry up, rush forward!"

Jierharang roared, how could he not see that after many years of marching and fighting, the resistance of the Ming army was about to collapse. Seeing that the Ming army had invested another new force, it even seemed to have the momentum to save the situation.

He shouted as he was about to win all the victories.

"Batus of the Qing Dynasty, follow me and charge! Kill the Ming Dog!"

Jierharang roared loudly, and then led the Chinese army to kill the Ming army together. This was the last fight.

When nearly 20,000 people charged, their momentum was like a stormy sea. Their shouts of killing were loud and powerful, and their footsteps shook the earth.

At this moment, their momentum seemed to really have the momentum to swallow up the world and destroy the earth.

Fifty thousand versus ten thousand!

With such a disparity in strength, no matter how sharp the Ming army's artillery fire was, how could they stop their offensive.

Unstoppable!

Jierharang laughed loudly as he rushed. He laughed very freely. It has been two years! For two years, the Qing Dynasty has been suppressed by the Ming army. When has it ever fought such a smooth battle? The last time...

That was two years ago!

Buddha bless, the Qing Dynasty’s vitality is back!

"Kill, kill them all, kill them all!"

"Leave no one behind!"

After the 20,000 fresh troops entered the battlefield again, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, immediately changing the situation on the battlefield. Although the artillerymen desperately dumped the shells on their heads, one after another the shells fell on them.

Their bodies exploded with flowers, but compared to the influx of enemies, it was just a drop in the bucket.

Dongjiang Town's defense line is collapsing!

Almost at the same time that Jierharang led the entire Chinese army into the battlefield, someone immediately shouted on the mountain on the other side.

"President of the town, it's almost done. Brothers can't hold it any longer."

"wait!"

Mao Chengdou stared at the battlefield, staring at the desperate brothers on the battlefield. Then he gritted his teeth and ordered.

The time is not ripe yet!

He had waited so long. He didn't care if he waited a few more minutes.

"But, Mayor, Deputy Li Zhen over there can't hold on any longer..."

"wait!"

Wait a little longer.

…

"puff!"

After cutting down a Jiannu with one knife, Li Yi, who was covered in blood, looked towards the mountains on the other side. There was no movement on the other side. He was already trapped in a tight siege. There was no trace of despair on his face, but he shouted orders at the top of his voice.

"Form up, form up, don't be alone, don't be alone..."

The soldier beside him stabbed the enemy with a sword, and after stabbing the enemy in the air, he stepped forward and stabbed him again. When Jiannu next to him was about to stab him, another bayonet had already struck at the man, but before the man could draw his sword back,

, a bayonet stabbed him. When the bayonet penetrated his lower abdomen, the soldier in the breastplate screamed in pain, but he still tried his best to grab the opponent's bayonet and would rather die than let go. Until the comrades beside him

Stab him to the ground, and then he falls limply to the ground, letting his life slowly drain away.

At this time, all the brothers in Dongjiang Town were fighting for their lives. They shouted and shouted as they launched the final counterattack against Jiannu.

"Kill the slaves!"

With an angry roar, Li Fugui, who was already exhausted, took the lead and rushed towards Jiannu again, but there were several Jiannu in front of him blocking the way.

"kill!"

When a sudden thrust stabbed his opponent to the ground, he was so exhausted that he didn't even have the strength to draw out the bayonet, so he knelt on the ground with a cry. At this time, another small group of Green Camp soldiers rushed over. He saw Xiucai leading several brothers

He walked towards them, armed with a steel gun and a bayonet, and faced the enemy without hesitation and killed him!

Seeing a group of people surrounding Xiucai and the others, Li Fugui didn't even know where he had the strength. "Ah!" he yelled. He didn't even pick up the rifle, but jumped out and volleyed towards them.

The Jiannu pounced on him. His whole body pounced on the man like a cannonball.

"Bang!" The pig-killer was much bigger than Sun Sanshiyi, who was usually reluctant to eat meat. The powerful impact caused the Rakshasa soldier to lean back and fall heavily into a pool of blood.

Zhu Bayi was also unsteady on his feet. He staggered a few steps, bent his knees, and happened to kneel on the chest of the Rakshasa soldier. This was the most basic action he used to kill pigs. He had been forced to kill pigs by his alcoholic master since he was twelve years old.

I learned how to use the knife until my drunkard master died. I don’t know how many livestock lives were lost during this period. Every movement has already evolved into instinct.

I saw him staring with red eyes, pressing his knees against the Rakshasa soldier's chest. The tip of the knife was pressed against the collarbone and stabbed into the neck. "Pfft", through the skin, the muscles went straight to the heart without any hindrance, and then moved smoothly.

Pull it out and bring out a fountain of blood half a foot high.

Zhu Bayi, whose head was drenched by the blood fountain, immediately jumped up, holding a butcher's knife and pounced on another Rakshasa soldier who had just gotten up. The Rakshasa soldier was frightened by the murderous aura that appeared all over his body.

His legs were weak, and he swung the steel knife and iron shield around, trying to protect the exposed parts of his body.

Li Fugui, who was lying on the ground with no strength at all and could not even stand up, looked at the sky shrouded in gunpowder smoke. The appearance of his family and the appearance of his dead brothers appeared in front of his eyes.

"Infantry He Maomao met in Xin'an City. His clothes were knotted and his hands were empty. He said that the people of Liaoyang have been trapped in the fishy dust for several years..."

He just sang like this, his singing voice was not loud, even a little dull, he just sang like this, drinking this song full of blood and tears.

"If you want to fight to death..."

At first, he was the only one singing, but soon, the same song echoed on the battlefield. This was their song. When was this song filled with their blood and tears, but today, only blood is left
Chapter completed!