Sea!

Tens of thousands of green battalion soldiers launched an attack on the Ming army on the mountain with overwhelming momentum, not a few thousand, not ten thousand, but twenty or thirty thousand people, from all directions. In the face of such crowd tactics, not to mention the 17th century in the era of breech guns. Even the "gray cattle" of twentieth-century Russia once repelled the Germans with their bayonet charges.

Of course, the price paid for such a crowd charge is extremely heavy, even now, in the face of such a crowd charge, the shotgun fired by the nine-pound mountain grenade can knock down dozens of people with each cannon, but such an artillery bombardment, in such a flood of people, is like a pebble thrown in it, and it can't set off the slightest wave......

In the face of such an overwhelming sea of people, Li Fugui and his comrades-in-arms had no chance to reload, so they could only do their best to stab the enemy attacking from all directions with bayonets.

Little by little, their strength was passing away from them, and although they were still desperately resisting and holding on, as the battle continued, their battle line was becoming shaky in the face of a three-to-one advantage.

Li Yi, who was on the mountainside, stared at the already crumbling defense line under the mountain, pulled out his saber violently, and shouted.

"Reserves, follow me!"

With him rushed out the last reserve in his hands, a reserve of only 3,000 men, they slaughtered the Jiannu down the mountain with the momentum of a tiger descending the mountain, and when they charged, when they rushed to a hundred meters, they would first aim, shoot, and after firing a bullet, they would continue to charge, and when they rushed closer, they would desperately throw out one or two grenades before the bayonet hand-to-hand encounter.

Compared with bullets, the damage caused by these grenades that continue to explode is undoubtedly more amazing, because the ignition delay of the gunpowder column can not be guaranteed to be consistent, the explosion time of these grenades varies from three or four seconds to five or six seconds, and the grenades that are desperately thrown out before engaging the enemy, because they are thrown from a high place, can be thrown out fifty or sixty meters at the farthest, and some grenades will continue to roll after they land, and for a while, the grenades are under the feet of Jiannu in the east and west, and they explode in no order.

The green battalion soldiers who came like a tide behind them didn't find the grenades in the snow at all, and at the moment of the explosion, more than a dozen people were sent to the sky, and then fell down screaming, and the broken leg was bleeding profusely. The grenades that exploded from time to time blew thousands of Green Battalion soldiers into the sky, and the wounded kept letting out bursts of screams, and the uninjured Green Battalion soldiers retreated like a tide.

"Quick, kill it, don't retreat!"

The officers who led the team directly cut down the green battalion soldiers who wanted to withdraw with their knives, forcing them to return to the battle. Driven by swords and guns, those green battalion soldiers once again threw themselves into the battlefield, but the pace of attack was much slower. In the face of the fear of death, everyone feels fear.

"Can't stop, hurry, rush up!"

Zilharang roared, how could he not see that the resistance of the Ming army was about to collapse, and seeing that the Ming army had invested a new force, and even had a great momentum to save the situation, he yelled when he saw that he was about to win all the victories.

"Batu of the Great Qing Kingdom, rush with me! Kill the dog! ”

Zilharang roared, and then led the Chinese army to kill the Ming army, this was the last fight.

When nearly 20,000 people launched a charge, the momentum was like a stormy wave, and their shouts of killing shook the sky, and their footsteps shook the earth.

At this moment, their momentum really seemed to have the momentum of devouring the world.

Fifty thousand against ten thousand!

With such a huge disparity in troops, even if the Ming army's artillery fire is sharp, how can it stop their offensive.

Unstoppable!

Zilharang laughed while rushing, he laughed heartily, it's been two years! For two whole years, the Great Qing Kingdom has been pressed and beaten by the Ming army, when has it been such a smooth battle, the last time...... That was two years ago!

Buddha bless, the qi number of the Great Qing Kingdom is back!

"Kill, kill, kill them all!"

"None of them will be left!"

After the 20,000 fresh troops were put into the battlefield again, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and immediately changed the situation on the battlefield, although the artillerymen desperately poured shells on their heads, and the shells exploded on their bodies, but compared to the tide of the enemy, it was only a drop in the bucket.

Dongjiang Town's defense line is crumbling!

Almost at the same time that Zilharang led the entire Chinese army into the battlefield, on the other side of the mountain, someone immediately shouted.

"Mr. Town. Almost. The brothers were running out of their hand. ”

"Wait!"

Mao Chengdou stared at the battlefield and the brothers in a desperate situation on the battlefield. Then he gritted his teeth and commanded.

The time is not ripe now!

It's been so long. He didn't care about waiting a few more minutes.

"But, Mr. Zhen, Deputy Li Zhen over there can't hold on......"

"Wait!"

Wait a little longer.

……

"Poof!"

A sword slashed over a Jiannu, Li Yi, who was covered in blood, looked at the mountain on the other side, there was not the slightest movement there, he was already under siege, there was not the slightest despair on his face, but he opened his throat and ordered loudly.

"Formation, formation, don't be alone, don't be alone......"

The warrior beside him stabbed at the enemy, stabbed him in the air, and then stepped forward to stab again. When Jiannu next to him was about to stab at him, another bayonet had already attacked the man, but before the man could draw the knife back, a bayonet stabbed at him, and when the bayonet sank into the lower abdomen, the soldier in the cuirass screamed in pain, but he still tried his best to grab the opponent's bayonet but would rather die than let go. It wasn't until his comrades-in-arms stabbed him to the ground that he fell to the ground softly, letting his life slowly drain away.

At this time, the brothers of Dongjiang Town were all there to fight for their lives, and they shouted and shouted, launching a final counterattack towards Jiannu.

"Kill slaves!"

With a roar, Li Fugui, who was already exhausted, once again took the lead and rushed towards Jiannu, and there were several Jiannu in front of him blocking the way.

"Kill!"

When a sudden stab stabbed the opponent to the ground, he was exhausted and didn't even have the strength to draw the bayonet, and the person fell to the ground with a chok, and then a small group of green battalion soldiers rushed over, and he saw Xiucai leading several brothers to meet him, holding steel guns, holding bayonets and killing the enemy without hesitation!

Seeing that a group of people were surrounding Xiucai and them, Li Fugui didn't even know where he had the strength to come from. "Ahh He opened his mouth and roared, he didn't even go to get the rifle, but jumped out and volleyed towards the Jiannu. The whole person slammed into the man's body like a cannonball.

"Bang!" The size of the pig killer is far more than Sun Thirty-one, who is usually reluctant to even eat meat. The force of the impact caused the Rakshasa to fall backwards and fall heavily in a pool of blood.

Zhu Eighty-one was also unsteady on his feet, his body staggered a few steps, his knees bent, and he happened to kneel on the chest of the Rakshasa soldier. This is the most basic action of killing pigs in his ordinary life, from the age of twelve when he was forced to hold a knife by the drunkard master, until the drunkard master died. I don't know how many lives of livestock have been lost during this period, and every action has already evolved into instinct.

I saw him staring at his red eyes, and his knees pressed against the chest of the Rakshasa soldiers. The tip of the knife stabbed against the collarbone to the neck socket, "poof", through the skin and muscles, it went straight to the heart without hindrance, and then pulled out like a cloud, bringing out a half-zhang high blood spring.

Zhu Eighty-one, who was drenched in blood, immediately jumped up and pounced on the other Rakshasa soldier who had just gotten up with a pig-killing knife. The Rakshasa soldier was so frightened by the murderous aura that came out of his body that his legs went limp, and he swung his steel knife and iron shield wildly, desperately protecting the exposed parts of his body.

Lying on the ground, Li Fugui, who no longer had the slightest strength and couldn't even stand up, looked at the sky shrouded in gunsmoke, and the appearance of his family and the dead brothers appeared in front of his eyes.

"Foot He Maomao, meet in Xin'an City. The body is full of knots, and there are no defenseless soldiers in his hands. Saying that the people of Liaoyang have been in the dust for a few years......"

He just sang like that, his voice was not loud, even a little dull, he just sang like this, drinking this song full of blood and tears.

"I want to fight to the death......"

At first, he was the only one singing, but soon, the same song echoed on the battlefield. This is their song, when this song was full of their blood and tears, and today, only blood remains......