Zhu Youlang was an archery enthusiast in his previous life, and he always found time to participate in some archery association activities in his spare time, although he could not reach the level of professional athletes, but he was also well-known in amateur circles.

Although there are some differences between modern compound bows and Ming Dynasty bows and arrows, in general the techniques are similar.

Zhu Youlang has this foundation, and it can be said that bending the bow and arrows can be said to be done in one go.

But seeing that he took a deep breath, he gathered enough strength to shoot an arrow.

The arrow whistled out and flew out, piercing directly through the throat of a Qing army green battalion soldier.

"Ahem... Ahem..."The Qing soldier was obviously not mentally prepared, and was stunned for a moment, and then grabbed the shaft of the arrow with both hands and wanted to pull it out. But this arrow was full of power, and it was pierced, and it was in vain for him to do so. It didn't take long for him to lose too much blood and fall to the ground.

The Ming army on the city wall was stunned, they really couldn't imagine that the Son of Heaven, who had always lived in the deep palace for a long time and did not ask about military affairs, would have superb archery. Your Majesty is truly unfathomable!

Li Dingguo was also stunned. In his impression, Emperor Yongli has always been a cowering and timid king, and recently the Son of Heaven has been like a different person. But His Majesty is obviously that His Majesty, except for the blessing of the Emperor Ming and the ancestors, he really can't think of an explanation.

But this is definitely good news for the Ming Dynasty and the Ming Army. After all, no one wants their Emperor Majesty, who gave up his life to protect him, is just a cowardly coward.

The human heart is available!

"Your Majesty's Divine Marksmanship!"

After thinking for a moment, Li Dingguo took the lead in shouting.

Now, it is an excellent opportunity to change the soldiers' perception of the Son of Heaven, and Li Dingguo naturally refuses to miss it.

"Your Majesty's Divine Marksmanship!"

"Your Majesty Shenwu!"

"Your Majesty is heroic!"

The soldiers of the Ming army at the head of the city echoed one after another, with a happy look on their faces.

Li Dingguo could see that they were sincerely happy.

Zhu Youlang didn't expect that shooting an arrow would bring such a sensational effect. It is not difficult to see how cowardly the original Yongli Emperor was.

He cleared his throat, pressed down with his hands, and said, "You all follow me to kill the captives, the city is here!" ”

Since ancient times, in offensive and defensive battles, it has been very important to mobilize the emotions of soldiers.

Sometimes, it is clear that one side has a huge advantage, but it cannot defeat the enemy because the momentum is suppressed.

Although Zhu Youlang's arrow only killed a green battalion soldier, the morale-boosting effect it brought was immeasurable.

What's more, the Ming army was no worse than the Qing army in terms of strength and combat effectiveness, and even had an absolute advantage in artillery.

In this case, Zhu Youlang is of course confident in holding Kunming.

"Shoot the arrows! Shoot the arrows! ”

Under an order, the Ming troops at the head of the city bent their bows and arrows one after another.

For a time, thousands of arrows were fired together, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

In the era of alternating hot and cold weapons, archers and musketeers were in a competitive relationship.

It takes a long time to train a qualified archer, generally two to three years.

And to train a firecracker, a few months is enough.

But in certain circumstances, the role of the archer is obviously much greater than that of the firecracker.

Just like in the current siege battle, the lethality of the rain of arrows in the sky made the Qing army cry bitterly.

Seeing that the offensive was suppressed, Wu Sangui's face turned pale.

In his opinion, the Ming army is now a group of beasts that have been forced into a corner, just doing a battle of trapped beasts.

At first, he thought about preserving his strength as much as possible, relying on the green battalion soldiers to break the Ming army's defensive line.

But now it seems that this is not possible.

"Pass on my general order to conquer Kunming at all costs. Whoever goes up to the city first should be credited with the first credit. ”

Wu Sangui gave a death order this time, and the soldiers of his family naturally understood it.

As Wu Sangui's descendants, these old Guan Ning soldiers know very well that it is time for them to contribute.

"Knock knock!"

"Knock knock!"

Amid the rumbling war drums, the well-trained soldiers of Wu Sangui's family surged towards the head of the city.

Just now, they were just cooperating with the Green Battalion soldiers, but now they have no reservations.

Tens of thousands of soldiers attacked the south gate like a frenzy of the angry sea, and the momentum was very terrifying.

The defender of the south gate was Li Dingguo, the king of Jin, and Zhu Youlang, the son of the great tomorrow, was also watching the battle on the wall of the south gate at this time.

Seeing that Wu Sangui had made a killer move so quickly, Zhu Youlang was secretly refreshed in his heart.

"King Jin, act according to the plan."

Zhu Youlang commanded Li Dingguo.

Li Dingguo nodded, gave a military salute, and then waved his hand and ordered: "Fire!" ”

The Ming soldiers at the head of the city then stuffed the prepared shells into the barrels.

"Put!"

At the sound of an order, a cannonball flew out and smashed into the charging Wu Sangui's own soldiers' formation.

This shell was not a grenade that had killed countless people before, but an incendiary bomb, a great weapon of destruction in the Prussian period.

It is true that incendiary bombs in this period were not stable and were prone to self-detonation in mid-air.

However, this time the Ming army was lucky, and the shell did not explode until it smashed into the enemy formation, and then it burned.

The high temperature at the moment of the explosion ignited the oil and burned a sea of fire.

Many of Wu Sangui's own soldiers were burned into fire men before they could react.

Some soldiers who were not yet dead ran desperately, bringing the fire to their companion Paoze, and for a while, Wu Sangui's own soldiers who were charging were in chaos.

Although they were well trained, that was relative to the Green Battalion soldiers.

When confronted with horrors that they have never seen before, they also seem helpless and not superior.

"It's a demon law, the Ming army has cast a demon law!"

"Zhu Rong, it must be Zhu Rong who has gone down to earth!"

"Oh my God, the gods have appeared."

In this era, once they encounter something unexplainable, people like to pull it on the gods and ghosts.

Seeing that one by one the big living people were burned alive, the psychological defense line of these Wu Sangui's descendants was completely penetrated, and they all fled in the wilderness.

On the head of the city, Zhu Youlang was overjoyed when he saw this.

It seems that the so-called elite of this era is nothing more than that, and they can't afford to face a casualty ratio that exceeds their psychological defenses.

It's just that because the number of incendiary bombs is limited, it is necessary to save some use, otherwise Zhu Youlang really wants to wipe out all these traitors who sell their masters for glory in one go.

"Don't stop, keep firing!"

This time, the Ming army changed to howitzers.

Although the power of the flowering bomb is not as good as that of the incendiary bomb, it is enough after the chaos of Wu Sangui's own army.

I never thought that the Ming army still had such a terrifying weapon of destruction, Wu Sangui collapsed.

He turned to Zhao Butai on the side, and saw that he was expressionless, and his teeth itched with hatred.

This old dog, I'm afraid I'm secretly glad in my heart, right?

After all, if it was the Eight Banners soldiers, the losses would be too great.

Wu Sangui knew that it was pointless to say anything now, and it was impossible for him to take it back at this time if he had already issued a military order, so he could only fight to the death.

"Charge, those who retreat die!"

Wu Sangui roared like a beast.

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