"Grenadier prepare! Grenade double throw! Liu Hong ordered in a loud voice.

Two thousand well-trained grenadiers took a grenade from their waists almost in unison, raised their right hands, pulled the ring left and right, and then threw it at the rushing guards with a roar.

The grenadiers were all carefully selected from the 100,000 Beijing battalion troops, not to mention the tall and fleshy, most of the grenades were thrown out thirty paces away, and landed directly in the center of the guards.

The guards were smashed by an iron lump, and they charged one by one with their spears covering their heads, saying that the Beijing camp soldiers were nothing more than that, and they actually used iron bumps as weapons.

It's just that they haven't had time to be complacent, but when they saw that those iron bumps began to emit black smoke after they hit the ground, some of the guards with active brains suddenly felt bad and began to dodge the smoking black bumps.

Boom - boom boom - boom boom -

In a moment, 2,000 grenades bloomed among the guards, and as soon as the first wave of bombardment was completed, the second wave of grenades came one after another, and the Ming army's battle formation was instantly filled with black smoke within thirty or fifty paces.

The Beijing army, whether it is a war horse or a soldier, has long been accustomed to the scene of grenade bombing, and they are all fearless, waiting for their commander to give an order.

But the guards are not good, their ancestors have been called by the nobles as peasants for generations, where have they seen this battle, everywhere is the smell of mutilated limbs, blood, black powder, burning flesh mixed together, the battlefield is only a quarter of an hour into a hell.

"Run! The evil gods, the evil gods, have all been blown up, run! Before the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, I don't know who roared, and the guards instantly blew up the camp en masse, rushing towards Zhu Changrun's big tent in the rear at a faster speed than the charge.

"Those who retreat will be killed! Rush to Lao Tzu! Give it all to Lao Tzu! The overseer team composed of the noble guards in the rear shouted angrily with long swords in hand.

The guards are not stupid, those iron bumps are so terrifying that they can't get close at all, just going up so stupidly is obviously sending them to death, why let Lao Tzu die, why don't you go?

The voices of the soldiers who oversaw the war were almost hoarse, and they couldn't stop the rout after cutting for half an hour in a row.

"Dingguo Gong, the righteous army will be defeated with one blow, what can I do?" The sixty or seventy thousand guards collapsed in an instant, and Zhu Changxun's frightened legs were weak.

"Don't worry, the old man has long known that this group of guards is unreliable, don't we still have 40,000 guards?

That's what we rely on! Even if we can't hit Beijing, we can get out of the way. Xu Yunzhen stood on a high place and glanced at the battle formation of the Ming army, and found that the Ming army did not chase after him, and his heart was settled.

Xu Yunzhen is familiar with Sun Tzu's Art of War and boasts of being a strategist.

Originally, he thought that he would use the guards to consume the Ming army first, and then defeat the Ming army in front of him with the elite guards in one fell swoop, but his calculation only lasted less than a quarter of an hour.

But if Sun Tzu learns that someone has learned from his soldiers and uses them like this, he will probably be able to kick the coffin board away.

Since you know that the guards are not good enough and can only fight with the wind and pick up the cheap, shouldn't you pull out the elite soldiers from the beginning to stabilize the military spirit of the guards?

"The Guard! Charge! Xu Yunzhen wore the armor handed down by his ancestor Xu Da, pulled out the war knife handed down by his ancestor, and shouted in an old voice.

Among the thousands of troops, the commander is determined, even if his army is defeated and retreats, he will not panic, at this moment, Xu Yunzhen felt that his ancestors were possessed, and his face turned red.

It's just that Xu Yunzhen doesn't know what they're going to face, and neither does his grandson.

Although the personal strength of the guards is acceptable, most of them are domestic slaves raised by the families of the hundreds and ten nobles in the army.

It's okay to bully a flat-headed ordinary person at ordinary times, plus I can see the horror of the Beijing army with my own eyes, and I really got into the battle battle one by one.

But his own master ordered, you have to rush, you have to rush, you have to rush if you don't rush, think about the reward promised by the master, more than 30,000 pro-guards began to move forward with the strength of the people.

On the other side, Liu Hongjian was almost about to jump to his feet, this Nima, just threw a thousand grenades.

670,000 people...... Just ran away?

I've long heard that the guards are not good, but this is too outrageous, sixty or seventy thousand people have to hold on for half an hour, but what about these guys in front of them?

There was only one face, and as soon as the grenade blossomed, all of them ran away......

Looking at the guards who fled after the smoke of gunpowder, he really wanted to give an order to lead the army in pursuit.

But in the end, he still held back, his formation was originally cavalry musketeers, relying on each other, unless it was a rebellious and the whole army retreated, the best way to deal with it was to maintain the formation.

Only in this way can we reduce our own losses as much as possible.

Liu Hongjian is no longer thinking about the question of victory or defeat, but how to minimize the casualties under the condition of a complete victory.

"My lord, the guards are charging!" Chang Yu came on horseback, and before the expedition, Chang Yu received Chongzhen's secret decree, no matter what the situation, his only mission was to protect the safety of the king of Anguo.

So much so that even if the commander gives orders, most of them are Chang Yu running errands, but what about Liu Hongji? This guy was protected in the middle by several hundreds of guards cavalry regiments.

"Got it, don't change your dead nature, continue to serve grenades!" For this war, Liu Hong was gradually extremely disappointed.

No wonder you were slapped in the face by a tartar to the door of your house, just with these bird soldiers raised by Daming, it's okay if you don't ride on your head and.

Fighting against this group of peasants, Liu Hongjian no longer felt any sense of accomplishment at all.

Boom boom - boom - the same routine, the same bombing, the same miserable.

After a round of bombing, Liu Hong's surprise was that the rebellious guards were not defeated.

Liu Hong gradually shook his head, in vain, the Jiannu soldiers who charged with all iron cavalry couldn't break through his grenade defense line, and how could the rebel army, who didn't even have many war horses, break through?

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom

Liu Hong gradually closed his eyes, this group of house slaves were just poor people under the fence, all to satisfy the ambitions of the greedy and arrogant nobles.

Ci is not in charge of the soldiers, Liu Hong gradually said in his heart, damn those nobles!

The Pro-Guard army could not quickly attack to close combat without war horses, and after three rounds of grenade bombardment in succession, they finally could not hold on.

"Fuck the silver! Run! Brothers, run! "I don't know which of the noble family's personal guards is in command, with a flick of the sword in his hand, he took the lead in retreating.

These house slaves, who were the first to be deceived by their master's silver and military position, suddenly woke up, and there was a second one, and after a while, they almost scattered and fled like a low tide.

"My lord, the rebellious guards have also been defeated! Pursuit? "Lu Haibo and Wu Binghao came together, they don't care what kind of Tartars or guards, or pro-guards.

For them, this group of deserters has only one identity, that is, the enemy, and if they have to add one more, it is a bounty!

Liu Hong gradually opened his eyes, looked at the defeated guards after the burst of black smoke and sighed.

"All of them, get on the horse and pursue, remember, those who descend will not be killed!"