Chapter three hundred and sixty fifth victory without suspense
Chapter 365: Undoubted Victory
Hearing the scream coming from far away, I was lying under the shade of a tree, with my hand on the back of my head and chewing a grass stalk in my mouth. I looked at the bird not far away passing through the forest and then returning to its station in boredom. Yang Jun, an unknown bird who arrived at the bird's nest, jumped up as if someone had kicked him in the butt. ihongihong. "Damn, the signal finally came."
Turning over and jumping on the horse, Yang Jun took the reins handed over by the soldiers. Yang Jun turned back to the cavalry of the emperor's soldiers who were sitting cross-legged and resting and shouted loudly: "Instruct the soldiers of each battalion to mount their horses immediately and form a formation outside the forest. ."
All the soldiers stood up and ran to their horses as soon as they heard the order. In less than a cup of tea, five thousand elite emperor's personal cavalry were already ready to go outside the dense forest.
Yang Jun, who was holding a telescope and reining in his horse, narrowed his eyes. Through the telescope, he could see the female Tatars who were as dense as a swarm of ants under Shenyang City attacking the city. Seeing this scene, Yang Jun took a deep breath. With a tone of voice, he turned around and waved behind him. The Ming Dynasty cavalry, which formed a dense formation, began to slowly walk up the gentle slope. The sound of choking could be heard endlessly. A sword filled with cold light was unsheathed and stood upright. Beside them, everyone silently focused their gazes on Yang Jun, staring intently at his raised arms.
Waiting for Yang Jun's powerful arm to wave down, these thousands of iron cavalry will turn into a heavy sword without an edge, and attack directly with a powerful force.
But at this moment, under the city of Shenyang, the sharp and roaring fireworks did not have any impact on the red-eyed women who were bent on conquering the city of Shenyang. The screams of the arrows and the muskets With the roar of artillery, one after another...
Suo'etu, a well-known warrior of the Jianzhou Guard, held a sword in his mouth, held a thick wooden shield on his head in his left hand, and held the rough ladder in his right hand with bulging muscles, as light as a head in the mountains and forests. Like a leaping black ape, he quickly climbed towards the end of the ladder. However, the two straight female warriors who were climbing up in front of him fell down screaming while covering their face that was severely injured by the firearm, while the other was directly hit. Three spears penetrated the chest and abdomen and flew into the air.
And just before those people had time to retract their spears, Suo'etu roared, jumped up with all his strength, released his mouth in the air, caught the sword in the air with his right hand, and stabbed a white wax sword towards him. The spear was cut off, and then he slapped the thick shield in his hand, sending a Ming soldier who was coming forward with a sword flying backwards.
Suo'etu was so brute and brave that he immediately received loud shouts and applause from the female straight Tatars in the city. It also inspired the last bit of ferocity in the female straight Tatars, and they rushed up the ladder like crazy.
And as soon as Suo'etu used his shield to deflect the spear thrust by the Ming soldier, and with the sword in his right hand he cut off a Ming soldier who was charging towards him, he felt that the space in front of him was empty, and he had already broken through those soldiers. The Ming army blocked it.
However, instead of shouting excitedly, Suo'etu stopped in his tracks anyway, because he saw a row of straight waists standing in front of him, covered with shining armor, like a row of steel. Sculpture-like soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.
And these Ming soldiers did not react at all to his appearance, or in other words, the looks they cast towards him made it seem as if Soetu, a straight female Tatar wearing thick armor, wielding a sword and holding a shield, was just a character on the stage.
The clown who plays tricks.
What made his heart palpitate even more was a soldier from the Ming Dynasty who was also covered in heavy armor, but with two more shoulder straps on the edge of his helmet. He pulled out a strange short blunderbuss from his waist without even aiming.
He raised his hand and pulled the trigger.
With a crisp roar, a jet-black bullet spurted out from the barrel, easily smashing through Suo'etu's head, like a blood flower suddenly blooming in the sky.
With a cold look on his face, he shot Suo'etu in the head and sent this famous female straight warrior from Jianzhou to the Western Heaven. He put the gun back into the holster on his waist and ordered the attack.
The command.
In an instant, on top of the three walls where the female straight men were attacking the city, countless black projectiles that were pitch black but carried a trail of sparks and smoke suddenly flew out from behind the walls.
Li Manzhu, who was cheering loudly for Naso Etu's unparalleled martial arts, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the black projectiles that were like falling rain. Although he didn't understand what those things with sparks and green smoke were, Li Manzhu still couldn't help but think in his heart.
Ominous clouds rose over the ground.
No matter how stupid the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were, they would never try to throw cannonballs down and hit people. What on earth are these things?
Li Manzhu didn't understand, and Dong Shan and Fancha were equally confused, but soon, when the balls of flames bloomed under the city wall amidst the sound of thunder, they understood what was thrown down.
What the hell.
Such a dense explosion almost wiped out the Jianzhou female straight women under the city wall, dancing with knives and holding guns, almost instantly. And those female straight Tatars who climbed up the ladder were also destroyed because the ladder was blown up.
And they were like dumplings dropped one after another, falling on the ground or in the moat.
The three walls of Shenyang City in the east, north and south were almost completely shrouded in gunpowder smoke. Not to mention the female Tatars who were attacking Shenyang were stunned by the sudden and shocking explosions. Even those
The people of the Ming Dynasty who were hiding in their homes in Shenyang City and begging God to keep Shenyang safe were not much better.
There were even some timid people who were so frightened that they fainted to death, while more people were so frightened that they just lay down on the ground, praying for blessings from the gods and Buddhas in the sky. But compared to those Jianzhou women
Frankly speaking, apart from being mentally frightened, they had no other losses.
But those Jianzhou female straight Tatars under the city have been suffering from bloody misfortune for eight lifetimes. It would take corpses strewn across the fields and rivers of blood to adequately describe the miserable situation of the female straight Tatars under the city at this moment.
Li Manzhu's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets as he watched the warriors submerged in gunpowder smoke and fire being torn apart and smashed by the explosion, just like the sudden attack he encountered in Fushun City yesterday.
. Seeing the warriors under his command who had experienced hundreds of battles, were unparalleled in bravery, and had been invincible in many battles with the seven surnamed barbarians, falling one by one, no, they should be in groups, Li Manzhu felt that his heart was broken.
It's almost broken.
He opened his mouth, screamed loudly, waved his riding whip, and asked his subordinates to go to rescue those who were trapped under the city wall. Although they were lucky to escape with their lives, they were still in shock and were at a loss with the sword and shield in their hands. Paoze. Of course, there are also the injured who are holding their wounds and screaming and struggling.
Unfortunately, before the rescue female straight warriors arrived, another round of bullets fell from the sky, and the entire three walls of Shenyang City were submerged in smoke and fire.
"It's over..." Seeing this scene, Li Manzhu closed his eyes in despair, letting the old turbid tears flow down the corners of his eyes. At this moment, Li Manzhu already understood that the Ming army could defeat the enemy with just these new weapons. In Fushun City, Jianzhou Nuzhi suffered a big loss, but the Ming army not only failed to hold on to Fushun City.
Instead, they retreated to Shenyang, giving the Jianzhou Nvzhi the illusion that the Ming army in the Liaodong border town was timid. Then they set up an ambush in Fushun City to provoke them, fearing that the Ming army rangers who stayed outside the city were clearly decoys. One, just to let the Jianzhou women see the scene on top of Shenyang City that Cao Yi wanted to let himself and others see.
It can be said that perhaps since he smartly sent a messenger to Liaoyang, the capital of Liaodong, he has fallen into the trap set by those treacherous and cunning Han people. Now the only thing he wants is to try to save more Jianzhou women. Straight bloodline.
Li Manzhu thought so, but Yang Jun would not let the leaders of the Jianzhou straight women do this. Six thousand elite Ming cavalry suddenly appeared in the west direction of the city, turning into two charging groups, one attacking Toward Fancha, who was attacking the west of the city, the troops of another group were pointed directly at where Li Manzhu was.
The action of the emperor's own army represents the tilt of the war balance, and when the six thousand pro-army cavalry led by Yang Jun are armed to the teeth and shockingly elite, it means that the Ming Dynasty has already laid down the banner of victory. The ground was inserted into the head of the Jianzhou female straight woman, showing off her power.
The shining armor of the Ming Dynasty's cavalry was rushing forward like mercury under the sun, and the sound was like the sound of thunderous hooves, even overshadowing the roaring explosions.
Seeing the rolling iron stream rushing in unstoppably, seeing the handles raised, as if forming a mountain of bright swords, the Ming Dynasty's cavalry, all the female straight Tatars couldn't help but think of one word in their hearts, that is despair.
Seeing those iron cavalry piercing the black tide like sharp knives, and seeing the moment when the man and horse collided and strangled, the female straight people had been preparing for these for a long time, and had completely let go of the speed of the cavalry's assault. Before, their counterattack and resistance seemed so fragile and helpless.
Almost as if she only resisted and struggled for a few blinks, the female straight woman was completely discouraged, and could no longer care about her desperate and helpless companions on the city wall. The injured people struggling and wailing on the ground and in the moat collapsed into pieces. The frightened crows fled towards the northeast in a daze.
Seeing this scene, Shi Heng raised the corners of his mouth slightly. Facing the absolute strength and powerful attack power of the Ming Dynasty's army, more than 20,000 straight female Tatars were completely like clay sculptures. They only needed to gently The local push, which originally disturbed the chickens and dogs in the northern part of Liaodong Bian Town, turned out to be a powerful Jianzhou female straight, but here it easily turned into a group of panicked and bereaved dogs.
"I just hope that Yang Jun won't get jealous and spoil His Majesty's plan." At this moment, Shi Heng, who was extremely relaxed, no longer worried about the outcome of this battle, but began to think about those who fled...
I went out for something, and when I got home, I remembered that I hadn’t uploaded it, so the update was late. Please understand, hehe.
