Although he closed his eyes, the thick smell of blood still owed him breathlessness, and when he opened his eyes again, he sighed again when he looked at the dead bodies everywhere.

Alive!

It's really not easy.

Zhu Cunlin muttered this sentence silently in his heart, and then he turned his gaze to the thief who was burying the corpse on the battlefield and commanded.

"Let some food be sent later, and they will be delivered together!"

At this moment, Zhu Cunlin figured it out, it doesn't matter whether they hate or not, it doesn't matter whether they take revenge or not, it's all over, no matter what they do, it's just to live.

It's not easy to survive, especially in these troubled times. It doesn't matter what hatred or hatred you have, to put it bluntly, they are all a group of poor people who have to do something in order to survive.

He didn't think about it in detail, because if he thought about it again, he knew that maybe it was the old Zhu family who forced them to have no way to live.

They are all the people of the Ming Dynasty!

Just when Zhu Cunlin was silently reciting this sentence in his heart, suddenly, there was a dull whistling sound in the air, and under the setting sun, a faintly visible white smoke trail pierced the air. That's the smoke trail from the burning of the fuse of a cannonball.

"Shelling! Lie down! ”

Zhu Cunlin shouted, and the person rolled into the collapsed trench, and then tried to keep his body close to the bottom of the trench.

The rest of the warriors rolled into the trenches or into the craters, not even forgetting to let the captured thieves jump in.

"Quick, quick, lie down......"

Just as Zhang Xiaoding was shouting at the captive, the cannonball struck, and the heavy cannonball fell to the ground, first bounced up, and then rolled on the ground, but it did not explode at the first time, but continued to roll. For a moment, the fighters thought that these shells were nothing more than solid shells.

But in the next moment, the sudden explosion changed their minds. In the violent explosion, there was a wave of shaking around the city.

This is the thief's eighteen catties, thirty-six catties of mortar shells, in fact, the Ming Dynasty's mortar appeared very early, as early as the Hongwu period has been made similar large-caliber bombardment cannon, similar short-barreled front mortar guns are used to bombard the city wall, although its charge is not much, the range is limited, but it is also okay to bombard the city wall, when the Manchu Qing Dynasty cracked the secret of the flowering bomb through the cannonballs, it was naturally used on the mortar cannon.

After all, the shells of the mortar cannon are large, and the power of gunpowder is far greater than that of ordinary Hongyi cannons. When hundreds of flowering bombs exploded, the smoke from the explosion had the feeling of covering the sky and the sun, and for Zhang Xiaoding, who was in it, he finally experienced the feeling before the thief.

The blown up soil continued to fall on his body, the shrenching over his head whistled, and from time to time there was a scream in the explosion, in order to avoid the flying shrapnel, he tried to lie down in the crater, and when his body leaned against the crater, he also felt the tremor of the earth.

Finally, after more than ten breaths, the explosion stopped, shaking the somewhat dazed head that had been blown up, Zhang Xiaoding saw that there were a few more pieces of minced meat before, not that there was still a half-amputated leg, I don't know if it was blown off from a living person, or a dead person.

Cautiously raising his head, he saw that there were more corpses around him, and many of the captured thieves had been killed, including the bodies of some brothers, and among the fragments of those corpses, one of the thieves who did not know whether he was injured or frightened stupidly, knelt there.

That kid is actually laughing?

He's giggling!

Before Zhang Xiaoding could figure out why he was giggling, he heard a "whew", and he didn't know that the cannonball flying from there hit him directly, his head was like a ripe watermelon, and it suddenly exploded with a "bang", and a ball of blood spurted out of his neck like a fountain, two or three feet high. The remaining cannonball flew back several feet before it landed on the ground, bounced again, and then fell again.

It was only at this time that the headless corpse, gushing blood, collapsed.

"Mom......"

Zhang Xiaoding hurriedly shrank his head, and dared to look outside again, that is, when he was shrinking in the crater, another round of shells attacked, and at the same time, hundreds of thieves actually killed their positions again.

What are they doing here?

"Take advantage of the fact that they are not on the firm footing, and take back the trench......"

Gao Yigong snorted.

"They have cannons, we have cannons, and there are many of us!"

From the telescope, Gao Yigong could clearly see those soldiers shouting towards the Ming army, there were only a few dozen zhang between them, in fact, after withdrawing from the front line, he did not let the front line retreat to another long trench, but retreated to the ditch behind the deer, and now, let them rush through it is only a dozen breaths, in the blink of an eye.

For the sake of the counteroffensive at this time, as long as the opportunity is seized, it is still possible to suppress the officers and troops when their foothold is not stable. Not only can you beat them down, but you can also have unexpected gains.

For example, kill more officers and soldiers.

What's the big deal about these champions, it's nothing more than that the firearms are powerful. Sticking to the side of hand-to-hand combat, or we are very good.

Looking at the thieves with spears and big knives rushing from the trenches, Zhu Cunlin, who had just experienced a spiritual baptism, only felt that his scalp was numb.

"Shoot, shoot......"

The fighters, who were dodging the shelling, picked up their rifles and took aim, shot, and ...... The enemy is already under his nose.

"Long bayonet!"

There was no room for hesitation, Zhu Cunlin just came out of the trench when he collided head-on with the thieves, and some of the brothers didn't even have time to rush out of the trench in a hurry, so they fought with the thieves who jumped into the trench.

"Kill ......"

Although the officers and soldiers were more well-trained, they were not afraid of the bayonets that stabbed them, and they stabbed the Ming army with their spears at a distance of several meters, and if they could not pierce their breastplates, they stabbed them in the thighs and shoulders, and the thieves who had the advantage of numbers were either three to one, or five to one, and even the most skilled soldiers were tired of coping at this time, and they had to do their best to resist the enemy attacking from all directions.

Zhu Cunlin, who was wounded in the leg one after another, stared at the swarming enemy, although he wanted to kill the enemy, but the exhausted comrades around him obviously had no strength, just when he was hesitating what to do, suddenly, there was a killing sound from the rear, it was the rear reserve team that was put into the battlefield, although there were only more than a thousand people, but the input of more than a thousand living forces immediately changed the situation on the battlefield......

：。 ：m.x