(The following is the finale, which may be divided into two chapters according to the plot: Annihilation, My Hometown, and the last chapter will be transferred to a few months later, explaining some necessary character events from Chongzhen's perspective, etc.) Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info because you have to carefully check and think, if you don't update tomorrow, it will be more around the evening the day after tomorrow. ）

"Shoot!"

The sound of the explosion was connected, and it seemed that a huge wall of smoke had risen behind the breastwork of the Shenling Mountain defense line for dozens of miles, and the white smoke was curling up, and before it dispersed, there was a sharp swan sound, and the fire that burst out of the smoke was connected into a line again, and the thick white smoke filled the chest wall.

Behind the outermost small wall seventy paces away, the slaves and thieves who rushed in densely, regardless of the two Tartars of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, the Eight Banners of the Japanese Dynasty, and the Eight Banners of the Xian Dynasty, under these two fierce blows, poured a large area like a violent wind.

At most, they have a simple cotton armor on their bodies, and the Eight Banners of Japan only have bamboo armor, with the power of Jingbian firearms, after being hit, where can they stop it? A fluffy mist of blood rose from their bodies, and they rolled to the ground in layers, letting out a heart-rending howl.

The rest of the people who were not shot also hurriedly rushed into the few shield carts and bamboo bundles and hid.

Or pounce on the earthen wall that is half a person high, pouting like an ostrich, reluctant to get up.

Then there was the ferocious tiger squatting cannon, the Franc machine made a loud noise, and after the thick smoke burst out, it seemed that countless small black shadows were shooting out of the channel, and the blood mist was soaring, and countless small blood flowers bloomed like splashing ink, and the surging crowd fell over densely.

Not to mention the screams of the two Tartars who were shot, the power of the shotgun even caused some of the bamboo bundles and shield carts pushed to shatter and fall.

The Shenling Mountain defense line is like the Julu defense line of the year, there are about 100 vacancies left in the low wall trench for more than 20 miles, and a tiger squat cannon is placed in each place, and a small and medium-sized Franc cannon is added at the critical place, and then these vacant passages can also be used for the sergeants behind the wall to attack.

The power of the tiger squat cannon at close range is naturally not trivial, and it is also matched with this line of defense - the seventy steps in front of the breastwork, except for the empty space deliberately left, there are layers of small walls of trenches, and then the side of the breastwork is a "V" shaped narrow trench at the top and at the bottom, which is wide and deep, and it is almost impossible to pass, only to take the passage.

Then the dense firearms on both sides were aiming, the tiger squatting and the cannon mount, and the passage was not very wide, and this crowd of people came to it, which was a huge and good target.

In particular, the Tiger Squat Cannon can be loaded with 100 to 500 rounds of iron bullets, and when this cannon is fired, the two Tartars who were hit by the bullets all rolled on the ground and let out an inhuman scream.

Moreover, there are artillery rockets on Shenling Mountain and Tang Mountain, and on the second mountain, there are 10 Hongyi heavy artillery, 20 ordinary Hongyi cannons, 20 heavy mortar cannons, and a total of 10 light rockets. After Sun Sanjie begged for it, Ershan was each equipped with a heavy rocket, and each car had ten heavy rockets.

At this time, these artillery rockets continued to bombard, especially extended bombardment, hitting their rear formations.

There was another rumbling cannon on Tangshan, and in the smoke, a solid iron ball weighing more than ten catties roared, viciously hitting the queue of Manchurian blue flags in the battle, and the metal cannonballs bounced and swept on the ground, and a piece of people and horses screamed and screamed.

Zilharang couldn't help but tear his eyes as he looked at the bloody scene over there.

Every time the shells whistled over, it was a brutal alley of flesh and blood, and then a large area of chaos around it.

Their own warriors stood alive and were beaten, many of them were still elite vest soldiers, and even Bayara, but they died meaninglessly, especially the wounded rolling on the ground and howling miserably, which made people grit their teeth, but there was nothing they could do.

This time, he led 60,000 troops to Changping, threatening the rear of the Jingbian Army, and the army also carried ten four-wheel grinding disc cannons, but he didn't expect that as soon as the artillery was pulled out, their heavy artillery, mortar artillery, and that strange sharp rocket came like raindrops.

His ten precious heavy guns were destroyed in one breath, leaving him completely deprived of long-range firepower, and he could only use his life to fill the strong defensive positions of the Jingbian army.

Then they stood in the rear with blue flags, facing the constant bombardment of artillery and rockets of the Jingbian Army, and there was no place to be safe, but to stand alive and be beaten.

There was another terrible whistling sound, and another solid iron ball weighing more than ten catties whistled over, hitting a crowd of people and horses not far from him, accompanied by the terrifying sound of broken tendons. There was also a more dense whistling sound in front of them, and three or five pounds of cannons roared from time to time, raging unscrupulously among the people.

There was a miserable cry, no matter the real Tartar or the Tartar, they were all beaten by the cannonballs to cry and cry for their mother, and Zilharang's eyes became more and more split, but he had nothing to do.

The Hongyi heavy artillery of the Jingbian Army has a maximum firing range of five miles, and it has great accuracy at a distance of three or four miles, and the same is true for heavy mortar artillery. Then the remaining ordinary Hongyi cannon has a maximum range of two or three miles, and it has a great accuracy in one or two.

And the array of Jierharang must be placed at a distance of three or four, at most four or five miles, otherwise it will be impossible to supervise the array, and the Han, Chao, and Japanese flags, as well as Liu Liangzuo's soldiers and horses, are placed closer to each other, which is within the range of the Jingbian Army's metal iron balls.

And also......

The unique and sharp whistling sound was heard again, and several more fireworks trails rose into the air, screaming and falling this way like meteors.

The violent explosion sounded, Zilharang's eyes were tearing again, his bayara, the most elite warrior in the banner that he would take more than ten or twenty years to cultivate, just rolled in a large area in the explosion, even if they were wearing triple armor, it was useless.

There were even people who were on fire all over their bodies, shouting miserably, they stumbled, and the flames on their bodies rushed up as high as two people, and everywhere they passed, everyone panicked and retreated, otherwise they would soon become a big fireball by this sticky flame.

They screamed miserably, as if there was no way to roll around, only to be burned alive.

Looking at the miserable condition of these companions, smelling the smell of barbecued meat, even Bayala and the vest soldiers around them were panicked.

The rockets of the Jingbian Army were specially used to attack the Manchurian blue-flag armored soldiers who were in formation, and even a rocket fell directly near the golden dragon silk of Zilharang, and the dense small iron bullets splashed like heavy rain, and a large area of Goshha in Jilharang was overturned, and even a few small iron bullets passed by his ears.

Zilharang no longer dared to stand under the banner, he let people hold the flag, and he was far away from Longxu.

He looked worriedly at the panicked armor soldiers around him, afraid that the crowd attacking in front of him did not collapse, but the people in his rear collapsed first.

……

"It's horrible."

Liu Liangzuo looked back and felt that it was better to be hit by artillery or rockets.

The generals of Xuzhou beside him were also terrified, and when they saw the firepower of the Jingbian Army for the first time, they were dumbfounded and regretful at the same time.

I knew that when the Jingbian army attacked Changping, it was better to take the initiative to surrender.

……

"Can you hit the slave chieftain over there?"

On the top of Tang Mountain, Sun Sanjie put down the clairvoyant mirror and asked the observer beside him.

Not far from him were five light rocket launch slots, and one heavy rocket car, all of which were surrounded by observers and observers, all with artillery scopes.

Hearing Sun Sanjie's inquiry, the observer shook his head: "It is difficult for a rocket to hit a certain precise target, unless it is covered on a large scale." ”

Sun Sanjie raised the clairspace to look at it for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Then see the right time, and then shoot the rocket out in one go." ”

He stood on the top of the mountain, with an unobstructed view in front of him, the tide-like sea of people in the wilderness, north to Jundu Mountain, south to the Shahe River, which seemed to be covered with the figures of Tartars and Ertars.

And not far from the bottom of the mountain, in front of the breastwork, a dense crowd of two tartars, they were in a panic, some were lying on their stomachs, some were standing, they also shot arrows, but their sparse firearms and bows were not a threat to the defenders behind the breastwork.

After two rows of fire, the men retreated to the back to reload, while the other two rows crouched behind the breastwork. Seeing that the two Tartars seemed to stand up in dense numbers, ready to try to climb over the low wall and ditch, suddenly there was another swan horn, and a row of gunners stood up violently, and the two Tartars in front of them pulled the board machine.

A ferocious volley of guns, the crowd in front of him was full of blood mist, and the dense two Tartars rolled over a large area.

"Put!"

Another shrill swan sound, another row of gunners stood up again, white smoke in the air, and they fired another ferocious volley. The chest wall was full of corpses, and after two more ferocious rows of guns, the two Tartars of the Han, Chao, and Japanese flags in front of them seemed to be about to be emptied.

The screams were earth-shattering, especially the Japanese and Koreans, who were screaming with indescribable fear.

When they entered the Central Plains, they may have thought about how to deploy weapons in the world and make a name for themselves, or simply robbed, but they did not expect that it would be the beginning of a nightmare.

"Beat the drums and let the spearmen strike."

On Tang Mountain, Sun Sanjie ordered again.

In the rush of the drums, dense spearmen rushed out of the passage, and the two Tartars retreated like a tide, and their attack failed again.

……

The earth shook gently, and slowly the shaking became more and more violent, and finally formed a muffled thunderous sound.

A black line appeared on the horizon, slowly forming a torrent of rushing cavalry, and they surged across the earth like a tidal wave, and tens of thousands of horses' hooves trampled on the ground like rolling thunder.

"Boom!"

They galloped in the wilderness on the side of the mountain, and in the earth-shaking smoke and dust, they ran all the way through Niulan Mountain, ran over the Caohe camp not far from the bottom of the mountain, and then divided into two streams, one straight across the pontoon bridge, and the other along the river straight to Shunyi City.

However, it is the first-class battalion, second-class battalion, hussar, and chaser of the Suzaku Army under the command of General Gao Shiyin, the leopard Tao, and the soldiers and horses of the right battalion of the cavalry of the Chinese army and the rear battalion of the third class of the army.

Their 20,000 men came from the side with great momentum, although they were horses and moved quickly, the Qing army sentry on the other side of the Shahe River did not fail to find it.

Just looking at this huge torrent of horses and cavalry, they don't know what to do, such a huge force rushed straight behind them, just quickly handed over the information, and the Chinese army on the other side of the river still had time to react?

……

The eyes of the sun, moon, waves, and waves dazzled the eyes of the flowers, and one by one the military formations marched neatly, they were advancing, like a mountain, and each step out of the ground seemed to tremble slightly.

Li Guangheng squinted and glanced over there, the horizontal formation of infantry soldiers on Wen Fangliang's side earlier had turned into a phalanx, which was convenient for moving quickly in the plains, and the same was true of the 10,000 reserve infantry soldiers who came from behind. They moved in an orderly manner, their heavy footsteps converging into the sound of a neat march.

He glanced back behind him again, the bright red horse's mane flew like fire, the cold light of the horse lance flickered on the earth, his horse lance cavalry had already rushed to Wen Fangliang's side, and after they quickly discussed, they formed a cavalry battle formation.

They formed a sharp formation, with 3,500 cavalry lance cavalry as the vanguard, and then Wen Fangliang's first-class battalion used feather cavalry tactics, each using thick-backed swords, and the soldiers of the loyal battalion were distributed behind the two wings to form a huge cavalry array.

But before that, let the rocket artillery teach the thieves over there a good lesson.

They marched in formation, the kind of slaughter and flying can't help but make people feel tears, You Shiwei, who was in front of the right-wing formation, exhaled happily, and was honored to join such a high-spirited team, maybe after this battle, their own people can be remembered in history, and they will be proud for eternity.

The large array was marching, and the first-class battalion of the Qinglong Army was led by Yin Yijin, the general of the Chinese army and the middle battalion, but at this time, Wen Fangliang also rode beside Li Guangheng, looking at the movement of the thieves over there, Wen Fangliang smiled and said: "It seems that the thieves are not giving up, and they are trying to resist stubbornly." ”

Li Guangheng said coldly: "They should have fled early." ”

Yin Yijin said coldly: "After the battle of Tongguan, everything went too smoothly for the thieves, especially when they went down to the Beijing Division on the second day, their eyes were empty, and they were unwilling not to touch their heads and break the bloodshed." ”

Wen Fangliang said with a smile: "This is called not shedding tears if you don't see the coffin." ”

It was clear to them that a large number of rogue archers, pikemen, musketeers, and other foot soldiers were being brought in from the rear, and their horse teams seemed to be gathering in formation.

Perhaps in the eyes of Li Zicheng and others, there are only 20,000 cavalry here, and they have as many as 40,000 or 50,000. And the horse team only needs to stay away from this side of the formation, not to entangle with it, they may not be without the strength to fight.

The big array soon entered Erli, and the thieves on the opposite side were still panicking the whole team, whether it was a foot formation or a riding formation, Wen Fangliang smiled disdainfully, maybe Li Zicheng and the others were unwilling, but the performance of the team under his command exposed their quality.

He looked at the front of the formation, not to mention the heavy artillery, all kinds of light artillery, special rocket battalions, one heavy rocket battalion, two light rocket battalions, all lined up in front of the formation.

"Let these thieves have a good taste of the rockets, they were far away earlier, only foot soldiers and a small number of horse teams have eaten rockets, now they can be covered, let's have a full meal!"

……

"The time is coming."

Looking at the vast military array opposite, the flag is like the sea, like the pressure of the mountain, like the pressure of Mount Tai is suffocating.

Kong San said, took out a box of cigarettes from his arms, and smoked one for Lao Hu.

Lao Hu took out the fire fold from his waist, pulled out the sleeve, and shook it hard, and the fire in it rekindled.

He lit Kong San's cigarette, lit it himself, and took a hard puff, spewing out a large puff of smoke.

He put the fire fold back and said viciously: "Capture the thief and capture the king first, whether you can be the head of the township, whether my old Hu family can be an official depends on this vote." (To be continued.) )