Zhang Xiaoding's hand was originally tightly holding the rifle. Just as he jumped out of the ravine, a red fire flashed in front of his eyes, and then a scorching air flow rushed to his face, and in the next moment, the man fell backwards into the ravine, and his whole body was soaked. A deafening voice sounded in his head.

Lying in the water, his legs suddenly became weak and weak, and he collapsed into the water, and he tried to stand up, not even noticing, his body was pierced by sharpened wooden sticks, and he struggled to resist the pain in his body.

He finally got up, but he fell down again, and grabbed the earthen wall of the ravine, and he tried to hold on to something with the mud in one hand, but he couldn't help anything, only grabbed a handful of mud. His face turned pale, and the pain of his wound made him let out a muffled cry of pain.

Finally he twisted to look at his body, supported the water with his hands and knees, and got up like a child trying to walk. He pressed his hands to his temples and staggered through the ravine, and above his head, a rain of bullets fired by both sides whistled.

But Zhang Xiaoding didn't notice this, he was engaged in a fierce battle with his body. He felt numb and sluggish, and he seemed to be about to pass out, but he still held on.

At the same time, wounded or killed comrades continued to roll down from the top of the ravine, their blood stained the ravine, and some of them rolled down, pierced through the body by the wooden sticks in the ditch, struggling in the blood, and then no longer breathing.

The yellow muddy water had been dyed red, and Zhang Xiaoding, who was in it, didn't pay attention to it at all, he opened his breastplate again, lifted his clothes, and then nervously touched the wound, and there was a tingling pain next to his lower abdomen.

"Ah......h

Zhang Xiaoding, who took a long breath, saw the blood gushing out of his fingers, he stared intently at the wound, and the wooden stick pierced his waist from the edge of his waist.

"Gotta bandage the wound......"

As he bandaged his wound, he heard a rumbling explosion overhead, and in the explosion, he could clearly hear the screams of the wounded and the shouts of the officials.

On the battlefield, all the voices converged, and, of course, the shrill whistles, and some officers cursed and scolded like shrews in the streets, and their voices were even louder than the rumbling of guns.

Even if he was in the ravine, he could still imagine everything above his head, and now everyone must be lying there, and they would not go any further if they were driven away by the chiefs, and the commanders could only pull and howl, and of course some of the brothers would rush over, but when they slid down the ravine, they would even be stabbed by wooden sticks, and the wounded brothers would moan in the ditch, but even so, some of them who were not seriously injured, still tried their best to climb up and try to break through the enemy's defenses.

A brother who rolled down from above almost knocked Zhang Xiaoding down, he saw that the injured brother was pierced in the neck, blood foam gushed out of his mouth and nose, and when he saw Zhang Xiaoding, those unbright eyes burst out with a hint of brilliance.

"Brother, brother, bomb, bomb, bomb ......"

The blood-foaming brother pointed weakly to the top of the ditch with his fingers, and he still had a powder bag in his hand. But before he could finish speaking, his fingers hung down weakly.

Ding the powder bag in the blood water, Zhang Xiaoding stood in the ditch in a daze, beside him, the sound of gunfire and cannon still continued to echo, and the brothers were constantly knocked down, and then rolled down in the ditch, Zhang Xiaoding, who was in it, seemed to only listen to their shouts, and then he stared at the powder box, turned around again, and looked at the wooden sticks above the ditch, the dense wooden sticks formed a line of defense in front of the thieves, so that the brothers could not pass through the area at all.

"Spelled ......"

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Xiaoding picked up the powder box wrapped in oilcloth, then lit the fire rope in the ditch, and then threw out the powder box weighing more than ten catties with all his might, and the powder box crossed an arc in the air, flew more than ten meters away, and landed in the middle of a wooden stick.

A moment later, with a loud bang, the blast wave of the explosion blasted a passage between the wooden skewers, and the nearby brothers immediately walked quickly towards the gap, and an officer waved his saber excitedly and exhaled loudly.

"Quick, quick, brethren, kill ......"

On the orders of the officers, the fighters once again charged, and although their charge was very resolute, the Shun troops did not stop firing.

"Aim the gunners to hit, don't let them fire ......"

The officer had just finished his sentence halfway through his words, when he suddenly saw a flash of red light at the muzzle of the gun, followed by a puff of white smoke spreading to the surroundings, and then a hot current rushed over, and dozens of black dots flew out of the rushing air. In the next moment, the screams rang out.

A few soldiers who rushed to the front were beaten into a sieve by the cannons that came at the head, even with iron armor. At the same time, Zhang Fucai shouted loudly in the trenches.

"Thunder in the sky, throw thunder ...... straight ahead"

Taking advantage of the fact that the official army had not rushed over, Zhang Fucai commanded those soldiers who only had spears and axes to throw bombs, compared with muskets, Mu Bing's earth-shattering thunder was better to make, it was nothing more than an iron shell with a wooden handle and some gunpowder, ignited the twist and threw it out directly.

Forty or fifty steps apart, the Shun army in the trench was even faster than the Ming army, and in the blink of an eye, they threw hundreds of grenades on the heads of the attacking officers and soldiers, these grenades were imitated by the Chuang army, after all, in the past few years, the grenades have already been passed to other Ming troops, after all, this is a good and cheap weapon, otherwise it is welcomed by the officers and soldiers, after all, grenades are the weapons of the poor. The Breaker Army is no stranger to it, and even has unarmed hands that specialize in throwing grenades, somewhat similar to the grenadiers in Europe.

Grenades rained down on the attackers and soldiers, and they exploded one after another, bursting in columns of smoke and fire among the fighters. Although the thieves were forced to do so because of the quality of the twist, nearly thirty and a half of the grenades did not explode at all, and the remaining sixty and a half were one in the east and one in the west, and they exploded in no order.

"Ah——!h

In the violent explosion, the soldier who had just rushed over was blown into the air by a grenade, and then fell down screaming, the wounded warrior's face was charred black, and the wounds on his body were also bleeding. The surrounding soldiers who were not affected by the grenades also lay down in the first place to avoid the grenade attack, and the Shun army took the opportunity to use the Fran machine to launch an artillery attack on them again, and for a while, the sound of artillery was like rain......