At the head of the central army, Hong Chengchou looked ahead hatefully and said, "Kong Youde, the Han thief, helps Jie to abuse... Humph, he must be captured alive this time, Ling Chi has three thousand three hundred and fifty-seven swords..."

Zhu Zilong glanced at him and said lightly: "Our army will win in this battle. If there are prisoners, no matter whether it is Manchu, Mongolian, Red and Barbarians, Seminar, Koreans or anyone else. As long as the men are killed, the rest will be identified and dealt with!"

Zhu Zilong's words are very simple. Those who can fight for a few years and insist on going to the battlefield must be the backbone elements of their hearts and instability factors are too great.

Even if you are not at ease when you are a miner, it is better to kill it.

On this battlefield, the failure of the Han Eight Banners Front Army was inevitable. Even the remnants of Haoge were just fighting with beasts!

With a wave of his hand, Zhu Zilong and several military supervisors and Hong Chengchou discussed it and agreed to pass it unanimously. It was time to launch a general attack!

So, the next second.

All the drums of the central army were ringing desperately.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The intense sound of war drums shocked the four fields, and all the soldiers of the Ming army yelled: "I will win!"

The magnificent roar formed a sea of ​​sound waves, and at the same time it also increased the morale that the Ming army had never before.

"Go ahead!" "Go ahead!" "Go ahead!"

On the opposite side, the Eight Banners of Han and Eight Banners of the Dynasty, as well as some cannon fodder soldiers, were already in panic all day long. A screamed, both gunmen and gunmen fled to the left and right sides and behind.

Under the collapse of nervousness, many people accidentally fell to the ground and were trampled to death by countless big feet.

The defeated army of more than tens of thousands of people was so huge, with screams, crying, roars and begging, forming a torrent of screams. It was really a turn for the feng shui. A few hours ago, the Ming army had defeated troops to rush into the formation, and now it was the Qing army's turn.

Seeing the defeated soldiers in front rushed straight back, Geng Zhongming, Wu Sangui and others looked ferocious: "You can't let them attack our army. Attack me!"

As the support army, they were just arranged at the end, and they are now the only new force in the Qing army except on the mountain.

Shang Kexi hesitated: "Do you send a mail cavalry forward and ask them to move out of the way?"

Wu Sangui shook his head coldly: "It's too late to go up, and the Ming army followed immediately and could only sacrifice them. Running backwards can also become a barrier to block the Ming army."

Geng Zhongming shouted loudly: "That's right, let the gun soldiers prepare and kill them all!"

The Qing army in the team was also extremely scared, and it was important to be a life-threatening person. He nodded repeatedly to agree!

Seeing the military supervisor's approval, Shang Kexi, Geng Zhongming, Wu Sangui and others were even more at ease and quickly ordered around to take action.

As soon as they were ready, a large number of soldiers from the Eight Banners of Han and the Eight Banners of the Eight Banners collapsed towards this side.

"Prepare!" "Prepare!"

Under the orders of Geng Zhongming, Shang Kexi and others, the rear army raised the firearms in their hands, and the tension and fear in their eyes flashed from time to time.

In the Qing Dynasty, except for Kong Youde's gun soldiers, all units had firearms, but Kong Youde's troops were usually more.

The rear army supported had nearly 20,000 people and more than 5,000 muskets, mainly composed of fuse ropes.

The defeated soldiers were still unaware of the preparations of the rear army, so they rushed in with shouts. In a blink of an eye, they rushed within a hundred steps.

"Shoot!" "Shoot!" "Shoot!"

Wu Sangui waved his hand, and the gunmen in the rear army ruthlessly pulled the plate machine and shot at his own people. The muskets shot in a volley, and the surging smoke spurted out of the gun chamber. Countless soldiers were immediately shot and fell to the ground, and then screamed in pain.

"We are our own people!"

The defeated soldiers were stunned and felt incredible at the scene in front of them.

Wu Sangui's rear soldiers did not answer, but after the first row of soldiers fired the gun, they hurriedly retreated to the rear to load the bullets. Then they asked the second row to go forward and continue shooting! The third row is ready, and so on!

In the chaos, there were also large waves of defeated Han Eight Banners, and they rushed over for unknown reasons.

The gunmen of the rear army launched another round of volleys, hitting them and falling on the spot in the cold wind, forming a wall of dead bodies.

The strong smell of blood and the stimulation of death made some of the defeated soldiers wake up. Some people began to howl and escape to both sides, while others continued to rush to the rear under the habit of instinct.

"Shoot!" "Shoot!" "Shoot!"

Suddenly, the sound of fire came, but it was not the soldiers of the Qing Dynasty.

It turned out that a small number of Zhu family cavalry among the defeated soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty took advantage of the gap and fired at Wu Sangui.

There were also snipers of the Zhu family army on the hot air balloons, shooting at those who were protruding in armor from a distance in the form of naming in the Qing Dynasty.

Immediately, Wu Sangui and others were so scared that they lay on the ground or dodged away.

As dozens of white (phosphorus) grenades were thrown from the air into the rear army's positions, soon, a hellish picture on earth appeared.

The rear army's attempts to obstruct the defeated troops were immediately greatly reduced.

Countless Han Eight Banners defeated soldiers took the opportunity to rush into the formation, causing the formation of the rear army to be completely in chaos and each formed its own formation. At this point, the plan of Wu Sangui and others failed!

"Go forward in one step!"

Behind the defeated soldiers, the cavalry of the Zhu family led by Ma Xiaosan followed closely. Behind them were the central army's large formation.

Under the bright red five-star red flag, accompanied by passionate drums and music, densely packed people and horses from all over the Ming Dynasty and the Zhu family army, three layers inside and three layers outside, advancing neatly and steadily.

The golden drummer beat the stairs and drums, and the soldiers marched with the drum beats. The melodious sound of military flutes sounded, and the gongs sounded together, accompanied by the rhythm of the music. The calm and leisurely appearance made the Qing army and the defeated soldiers on the mountain more uneasy.

Behind the Ming army's gunmen, the artillery soldiers also followed urgently, especially the artillery soldiers of the Zhu family army were even more strange. They carried iron bucket-like objects (thickened gasoline barrels) and quietly came to the dead corners of the Qing army's artillery on the hills.

If there are modern people here, they will definitely be surprised to find it.

The gunners of the Zhu family army carried four simplified Chinese characters on the placed iron bucket (thickened gasoline barrel).

"The Cannon of Conscience"!

Yes, this is indeed a gunner trained by Zhu Zilong. If we want to use the 21st century, our party and our army will use local materials.

During the eight-year War of Resistance and Liberation War in the Later generations, the People's Liberation Army had few artillery. When the weapons and equipment were at a disadvantage, the officers and soldiers created a fearsome weapon - the conscience-free cannon.

The main body of this weapon, also known as a projectile barrel, is an empty gasoline barrel.

After filling it, put the bag tied into a disc-shaped shape in it. Then ignite it and you can cast a bag weighing more than ten kilograms or even dozens of kilograms to a distance of more than 300-500 meters.

The strong explosion impact of the huge bag will be blown away wherever you pass, the bunkers and people.

After all, this type of projectile has some similarity with the heavy mortar 200 years ago. It is used in a large elevation angle and has a relatively close range, but it is amazingly powerful.

The original "conscienceless cannon" was asked by blacksmith to use gasoline barrels as raw materials, and iron hoops were added to the barrel to increase strength. Zhu Zilong used a special thickened gasoline barrel, which made the material to a higher level.

For convenience and security, as well as to increase the attack distance from the point, even modern N generation launch gunpowder is used.

For this reason, Zhu Zilong was confident that the conscience-free cannons in his army could hit as far as one and a half miles, which is about 800 meters.

Of course, it is generally best to have a safety point of 500-700 meters.

These hills are not as high as 1,000 meters. In the blind spots halfway up the mountain, using a conscience cannon will surely hit the highest point directly.

Once a gasoline barrel is used as the cylinder, at most, it can even eject 50-100 kilogram packets.

It can be said that the power of being crazy is almost equivalent to the power of modern cannon collective bombing. The only thing that only has a short range is a flaw!

A while!

At the Military Office of the Central Military Commission of the Ming Dynasty, the military music suddenly changed and the flag language was scattered.

Ma Xiaosan, who was already charging upwards, stopped pulling the horse rope. A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and shouted to the brothers around him: "Go back, there is an ambush on the mountain!"

While speaking, the Zhu family army's military orders were as high as a mountain. Although the others did not know the truth, they followed the matter with Ma Xiaosan.

Halfway through the mountain, it turned out that Shang Kexi, Ma Guangyuan, Geng Zhongming, Wu Sangui and others, who were defeated by the Later Army, looked at each other in amazement, and felt that they had saved their lives.

"What a pity... Dorgon, a coward, retreated in advance. Let Dai Shan command on it!" At the foot of the mountain, Zhu Zilong put down his telescope and said to himself with some sigh.

If there are ambushings on the mountain, there are really.

Just like that, Zhu Zilong could guess from Wu Sangui and his friends on a must-pass road, they would rather turn a big turn than take that passage. There must be many mines buried there, and that location was a place where Qing army artillery was not a dead end.

If you rush upwards and let the enemy's artillery concentrate, it will probably suffer a lot of losses. Then, if the enemy cavalry rushes down like this, the attack on the side will turn into a defensive position. In that place, you will not be up or down, and you will probably accidentally retreat when you retreat.

On the other hand, the defeated army may become the Ming army again!

Dai Shan, the old fox, really had a trick, haha, but what's the use? I don't plan to charge forward with human flesh!

Accept the punishment of the unconscienced cannon!

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Chapter completed!