"Fire! Open fire!"

At this moment, Mao Jue was like Li Yunlong possessed, hissing and throwing his arms there, and the four "Italian cannons" were also powerful, slapping in the trench of Jiannu one after another.

Don't look at the disparity in the number of cannons, but Mao Jue's cannon is like having eyes, a few rounds of the opposite artillery array disabled, on the one hand, Mao Jue has done his homework, the general location is known, on the other hand, Mao Jue's gunners are trained, how high the gun angle is, how far it can hit, where the scale corresponds to the gun mount, where the landing point is, these gunners basically know in their hearts.

On the other hand, Houjin, they have artillery, but how to use it is still a primitive stage, put the barrel on the sandbag, hit wherever it goes, and bombard the Ming army Chezhen at close range is invincible, but it is difficult to hit a target a few miles away.

In the Opium War, in fact, it was the first time that the British army used the breech gun Armstrong gun, which was still an experimental product, and then all the breech guns were used, in fact, they were not much more advanced than the Qing army, but they could bombard the Qing army battery, and the Qing army artillery could not hit the British fleet at sea.

Now it's about the same, a series of explosions are ringing in the trench one after another, as early as the third cannon ignited the explosive barrel, the artillery array has been paralyzed, but it is still venting, Mao Jue's hissing screams are trying his best to shout, and the artillery fire is not listening.

"Fire! Why did it stop? ”

"Master Hui, there are only a few tens of thousands of enemies left, didn't you order you to stay?"

Xiao Chunzi's words can be regarded as making Mao Jue wake up, looking at the four cannons on the gun rack still emitting black smoke mightily, he also showed a complicated expression on his face, sighed, turned his head with difficulty, and then waved his hand.

"Blow them up!"

In the rear, a few roars came, at this time Mao Jue had already arrived at the front army, the night was already dark, in the trench, the Ming army lying on his stomach was like a carp crossing the river, waiting quietly.

However, Mao Jue was staying at the two thousand eight logistics foot soldiers, in front of him, more than eighty fires were burning at the end, and some of the personal soldiers with blood bandages on their bodies were also staying there, looking a little depressed, and looking at Mao Jue with some gratitude.

"Desperately, I will hand it over to the general, and we will open the trench of Jiannu in a while, you just have to run to the other side of the river, there must be a pontoon bridge for Jiannu, as for what happens behind you, you don't need to care!"

"But there is one thing, the ashes you carry and the soldiers you carry are all Lao Tzu brothers! If Lao Tzu goes back alive, you throw them away! Lao Tzu is going to peel you and cramp even if it is the ends of the earth, do you hear clearly!"

"Don't worry, General, if we die, we won't let our brothers lose a single hair!"

There is no need to be used as cannon fodder, and Mao Jue is extremely generous to his subordinates, in the days of the battle, the food is similar to that of the regular soldiers, and there are one or two silver to take, Mao Jue's kindness makes those guards and soldiers also follow the neat fist to promise.

Especially those wounded soldiers in the afternoon, a wounded soldier under Tian Tao even pushed away the reserve soldiers who supported him, limped to the front, and knelt on the ground suddenly.

"General, the small one can still fight! Let the little one fight side by side with you! ”

"Fuck off!"

Mao Jue waved his hand angrily: "Lao Tzu is not necessarily dead, if you die like this, won't Lao Tzu lose?" Next time! Next time, if you're okay, if you don't work hard, you have to fight for Lao Tzu! Now go back to Lao Tzu, why are you still stunned, hold him!"

Mao Jue took a bite of Lao Tzu, scolded the soldiers in a panic, and dragged this stout man back, seeing the figure of Mao Jue rushing to the front with the dozen or so personal guards around him, each of the more than 100 wounded soldiers had wet eyes.

In this era, which general would care so much about the wounded soldiers, as for the dead soldiers who died on the battlefield, they abandoned them, how long did the hundreds of thousands of troops in the Battle of Salhu take time in the wilderness? Even in Mao Jue's time, a pile of white bones was dug up in the reservoir, and it was worth dying with such a general.

There was no time to sensationalize, at this time it was already dark, and the shelling had stopped for almost ten minutes, from here to the camp of the trench of Jiannu, in addition to the corpses of Jiannu, there was only a smooth road, and finally looked down at the southeast with his treasure telescope, there was no trace of Jiannu killing back in the darkness, gritting his teeth, Mao Jue waved his hand violently, and the Ming army, who had been restless in the trench for a long time, climbed out of the trench one after another, and the cat bent his waist and wanted to sneak in front of him.

The more this time, the more you can't be in a hurry! On the trench of Jiannu in the distance, the pigtailed soldiers of the Eight Banners were still walking around in a panic, and the aura of Mao Jue's protagonist seemed to flicker again at this time, and I don't know if it was dark or these guys were really arrogant to the extreme, until Mao Jue's corps arrived dozens of meters in front of the trench, they were discovered by these Jiannu, and Jiannu, who was busy putting out the fire and didn't know what to do, shouted in Manchu in horror.

"Hawala, Nishiruminta! (Ming Army!) Archery! ）”

Climbing on the mound of mounds in the trench, one by one Jiannu pulled out the bow and arrow in a panic, but unfortunately, it was late, the benefits of the flintlock pistol were revealed, there was no arquebus point, they couldn't see the position of the Ming army at all, and then the campfire behind, the Ming army saw them clearly.

Suddenly stopped, facing the messy bow and arrows, Wen Meng picked up the flintlock pistol, smiling and slamming the trigger, in an instant, countless gunfire crackled in the darkness, and on the wall, those Jiannu defenders trembled all over, screaming and falling off the wall.

"We are Liaodong Iron Riders! It's time for us to put on a show!"

After a wave of shooting, a loud roar sounded fiercely in the military formation, this time he was despised and couldn't raise his head, Wu Sangui's Guanning iron cavalry had long been unable to hold back, and in the neighing of the war horses, more than a hundred Wu family soldiers roared angrily and launched the first wave of attacks on the earthen wall.

The earthen wall is not high, but it is enough to hinder the war horse, taking advantage of the gap between the Jianzhou defenders on the wall, these hundred men ran to the wall, directly stepped on the saddle and jumped on, this is really desperate, some directly hit a few Jiannu arrows shot down, screaming and being shot off the wall, more jumped up, wheeled the knife left and right to chop, just caught up with the wall Jiannu still has a bow in his hand, was killed by surprise.

It was Wu Sangui again, a short-handled two-handed big knife made him turn like a sickle of death, came up and cut off his head first, turned around and swirled a batch, two Liaodong big bows were cut off by one knife and two Immediately after, another knife was cut straight in front of the armor on the chest of a Jiannu Niu Lu Ezhen, on the horizontal knife, the man's eyes were full of fear, and the two of them rushed down the dirt slope with a shout, and slammed to a haystack in the Jiannu military camp below, clicking a knife style, and the blood sprayed Wu Sangui's handsome face was full, making him become like a hell Shura in an instant.

At this time, Mao Jue's corps also strode to the edge of the earthen wall, more and more Ming troops climbed the wall, and the first section of the Houjin trench, which was beyond the reach of more than 50,000 Ming troops, was captured by the Dongjiang River.

"Lao Wen, let your subordinates take out the ammunition and gunpowder, huge sea! You take the eighth and ninth sentry along the wall to the north, and you will snipe him with a cold gun! Tian Tao, you kid don't have to worry about anything, take your soldiers and horses to burn for Lao Tzu! For the rest, follow Lao Tzu and go straight to his Emperor Taiji Army!"

Huang Taiji thought that Mao Jue was crazy, but he couldn't be more sober, although he didn't know how many people were left in Jiannu, but his two thousand five or six soldiers and horses were all pro-soldiers, and they dared to fight! And it's a night fight.

It's not about who has more soldiers and who has stronger organizational skills, and who can win! In Mao Jue's shouting, Tian Tao's guerrilla troops holding torches were stained with cooking oil, and the fire oil that was turned out directly from Jiannu was splashed everywhere, and the raging fire immediately burned half of the sky, and many unprepared Jiannu soldiers were burning with fire, screaming and running out of the tent, and the originally well-trained Eight Banners Army also began to be chaotic under such conditions.

With the men and horses on the rampage, Mao Jue didn't care about the chaotic soldiers beside him, just rushed forward vigorously, and the Eight Banners soldiers who didn't have long eyes in front of them were unlucky, the bayonets were red, and they were full of desperateness, holding flintlock pistols, those pro-soldiers were red-eyed and desperate to pierce forward, and the Jiannu who lacked organized resistance broke back with a wave of rear.

After killing for a long time, under a firelight, looking at the banner that was hanging weakly, Mao Jue couldn't help but smile, no wonder it was so smooth, old acquaintance! Positive blue flag!

The first trench was only about a hundred meters apart and burned horizontally, like a fire dragon, but the Mao Jue quickly arrived at the second level, this time, just a dozen of his own soldiers rushed up, but immediately was shot by the archers on the gap in the trench into a hedgehog screamed and fell in a pool of blood.

This time I also saw the main master, the golden yellow flag hung high behind, one by one the great sweaters in gold cotton armor shouted with bows and arrows, and the people who pressed could not raise their heads, and the left and right sections, the cavalry and heavy infantry who had been killed from a distance rushed towards the left and right side howlers in two teams.

"General, you just hit forward, and the left one will be handed over to Lao Tian!"

At this time, Tian Tao actually stood up, a wolf tooth gun was held high by him, and he turned around and yelled excitedly at his own soldiers.

"Brethren, eleven years ago, wicker ditch, we ran away! Lost his home to Jiannu! But today, if you can let the general slaughter the head of Jiannu, what if Lao Tzu dies? Rush with Lao Tzu and them!"

I never found out that this selfish guerrilla general, there was such a brave scene, he took the lead, and one of his wolf tooth guns actually set up the spears of dozens of Jiannu soldiers in the narrow corridor of the barracks, and he also picked them to press backwards.

"Damn, let a nobody surnamed Tian take the lead! Brethren, what are we? West Battalion! The elite of Mao Shuai's hands! What are you doing in a daze, them!"

On the right, Kong Youde was still unwilling, and he couldn't see at all that he was the loyal lackey of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, King Jingnan, a big blade wheeled over, roaring and rushing to kill the front row of the Zhenghuang Banner cavalry, all four of them fell down in horror, the horse's hooves were broken and flowing with red blood, this old boy drank enough, but he was full of courage, he didn't even look at those knights, a big knife slashed left and right, as if Guan Gong was alive, he actually killed into the cavalry group on foot.

In a trance, Mao Jue seemed to see the legendary battle of Yuncheng of the Yue family's army, cutting the cavalry up and the horse's legs down, this is the warrior of Lang Huaxia!

But soon, he still put his brow on the gap that was densely packed with Jiannu, his corps was small, if he wanted to win, he had to keep rushing down, if he was blocked here, the reinforcements from all sides of Jiannu would sooner or later be surrounded and killed in this trench.

Seeing that the shouting and killing were getting louder and louder, under the walls and walls, muskets and bows and arrows were fiercely fired, and the arrow shafts in front of him were even tied into reeds, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, Mao Jue also roared.

"Wen Meng! Don't fucking hit me to death, follow me!"

"Knife player, go!"

snatched a shield, Mao Jue himself actually rushed out first, Wen Meng'er who saw it was almost frightened, carrying a shield and panicked out of the covering position composed of a tent and a cart, and ran two steps before he remembered to turn around and scold people.

"Why the hell are you stunned? on!"

This is really called arrows raining down, running forward with a shield, Mao Jue felt that his hands were numb, I don't know how many arrows were stuck in his shield, and he didn't wait for a scream next to him, a pro-soldier player was hit by an arrow in his leg, staggered to the end, and instantly his back was full of arrows and arrows from the side of the trench to the gap earthen wall only about 20 meters, for Mao Jue, it seemed like a long time for centuries, and finally, in his panting, the person hit the wall hard.

Follow him, Wen Meng, and the players.

Overhead, there was the sound of the rattling arrows smashing against the iron-clad wooden shield, and he took out the revolver suddenly, and nodded at Wen Meng, who immediately understood, shook the revolver and made a gesture, a wave of arrows shot through, and some of the yellow flag archers above their heads retreated, and some of the arrows showed up at the moment, the neat shield array was opened, and more than fifty revolver black hole muzzles pointed directly at their heads, only to hear the crackling gunshots into a string, and on the earthen wall, the Jiannu archers fell down like dumplings.

In the next second, two shields supported themselves, with Wen Meng's brute strength, Mao Jue's whole person flew up the earthen wall, and in the eye, some of the braided soldiers with bows and arrows were still mechanically pulling their bows, and some were still watching the excitement, and they didn't dare to pretend to be forks, Mao Jue was a lazy donkey rolling into the crowd, and then the revolver of both hands was sprayed with poisonous fire, gunfire splashed, light and shadow were dim, and blood spurted out like spring water.

Creak~

The fence bridge blocking the gap in the trench was suddenly lowered, and the Iron Volunteer Corps, which had been in a stalemate for a long time, held up bloody bayonets, and rushed into the second trench with cheers.

It hurts terribly, and I don't know how deep it hurts, but the battlefield is really a place to exercise people, if it was still in that shipyard, Mao Jue estimated that he would be paralyzed, but now, it doesn't seem to be so unbearable.

"My little ancestor, why are you so far ahead?"

Wen Meng didn't get much better, and in the accumulated fighting, a knife slashed on his shoulder, the cotton armor was broken, and two feather arrows were pierced in his back, but he seemed to be fine, but he hurried to care about himself first.

grinning in a difficult position, Mao Jue immediately stood up with a big gun, and jumped down along the earthen wall without paying attention to him, making Wen Meng whine, loading the pistol, and hurriedly following behind.

There was a loud bang, and in the distance, another powder keg was ignited, and a colorful spark exploded......

(End of chapter)