Explosion, suddenly. In this bloody and fist-to-flesh cold weapon-style confrontation, it looked out of place, but it suddenly forcibly pulled the soldiers of both sides back to this era of coexistence and alternation of hot and cold weapons.

The rapidly expanding deflagration shattered the already fragile structure from the inside, and the flames of the deflagration enveloped the fragments of porcelain, as well as the iron sand mixed with gunpowder, splashed away at the same time as a loud noise, and hit the Qing army in the face and body. In just an instant, the explosion point fell vertically down and the surrounding area was a scream.

The narrow bottle body, regardless of the thickness of the bottle wall itself and the iron sand inside, can carry not much black powder, and the damage it can cause is also very limited. However, if you are a normal person, there is a sudden loud bang above your head, accompanied by a blow that splits your head and covers your face, even if the power is limited, but the damage and deterrence to your mood are extremely huge. What's more, it wasn't just a succession in that moment, it was just a slight pause for a few breaths, and the next round of explosions sounded again.

"Ten thousand enemies!"

The second round of porcelain vases was thrown from the side of the Ming army, and a vassal soldier with a face full of vicissitudes blurted out his already large eyes and a frightened scream.

After many years of fighting, he had seen the Ming army throw down such round weapons from the city. Although the things in front of him were still very different from the ten thousand enemies he had seen, the explosion sounded, and he immediately thought of such uncommon firearms to defend the city.

The sunlight swirled on the porcelain bottle, tumbling and flying towards the battle formation of the Qing army, constantly magnifying in the eyes of the Kush. The scream sounded, and he subconsciously dropped his weapon and squatted with his head in his hands. Years of experience in battle formations are one of them, and it is the first reaction of people when they encounter danger, and they hurriedly squatted down, but at this time, the snake letter spit on the lead has already burrowed into the porcelain bottle, and an explosion rang out above their heads.

Another scream and wail sounded in his ears, and he looked around, and some of them were ignited sparks on the tassels on the top of their helmets, some were cut through their skin by iron sand or something, and some were simply pushed by the air waves, and they stood up again in a daze. The shape of the bottle flashed back to his mind, and when he estimated the size, it was less than a foot in size, or even stronger than half a foot taller, and it was a narrow bottle, and it couldn't contain much gunpowder, and the power was just that.

Born with such a thought, Pa Kush couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, put down his hands, and prepared to stand up again, who knew that at this time there was a sudden pain on his right hand, and then looked, but it was an irregular porcelain piece that penetrated the part of the arm armor that extended, and it was inserted into the back of his hand in a daze, and the blood was also sneering from there.

Fang Cai was too nervous, so he didn't feel it at all, and the tension at the moment was slightly relaxed, and the pain was passed on. Dial Kush couldn't help but say, picked up the leg guards of the cotton armor, tore a piece directly from the military uniform inside, and bit it on his teeth. Then, gritting his teeth and having a strong left hand, he directly pulled out the porcelain piece, only to gasp in pain. Immediately afterwards, he did not hesitate for a moment, and immediately used his teeth to cooperate with his left hand, and bandaged his right hand. At the same time, a pair of eyes looked around, guarding against the approaching threat.

This is a habit cultivated in the sinister environment of Liaodong back then, with such a habit, he can live to this day, even if he is inevitably injured in every battle, but his life can always be saved, not without reason.

However, this time, I felt the danger and used my hands and eyes together, but it was still too late. Before he could put the bandage well, or even just spare it, he saw that the front line of the Qing army was already screaming in horror, and the frightened colors of turning around and fleeing backwards abounded, and quickly infected every Qing army.

This is, rout!

Of course, he knew what kind of scene this would be, and what would happen next, so he made a quick decision, ignoring the wound on his right hand that was still throwing a long strip of cloth, and even blending into the torrent of escape.

"Defeated, run!"

The rout of the army has always been as sudden as a flood bursting its banks, and its fierceness is even greater than that of a bloody battle. Because, the instinct to survive, this is the nature that comes from the soul.

The Qing army, which was still struggling to support, collapsed in front of more than two dozen porcelain bottles, and the Ming army, who had just tried their best to kill and injure their opponents, even when they entered the rhythm of covering and killing, they were as smooth as changing roles when the Qing army was defeated, without the slightest bit of mud and water.

One side is the survival instinct, the other is the bloodthirsty nature, the great changes on the battlefield are staged as a matter of course, Chen Kai looked into the distance and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

These porcelain bottles, in fact, if he hadn't taken them out, it would not have been surprising that within a few years, Zheng Chenggong would have figured them out and equipped them in the army. It is unknown what this primitive grenade was called at that time, but those unearthed cultural relics in later generations have a resounding name - the national surname bottle!

This new weapon, Chen Kai was originally intended to be used in the decisive battle with the Eight Banners Army, but Xu Degong was poor and devoured the cat, and he went crazy and bit him unguarded, which made him delay too much time here. Xu Degong is like this, it is conceivable what kind of fate the Qing army on the southern front will be, how long Li Dingguo can hold out, Chen Kai really has no way to guarantee, he has to take out these weapons first, and defeat the current Qing army as soon as possible, there is no other way.

Speaking of which, in fact, this kind of weapon really can't be compared with the grenades of later generations, and the key lies in the different composition of gunpowder - black powder naturally cannot be the same as TNT, even if it has been purified.

In fact, in Europe of this era, grenades have also appeared on the battlefield, but in order to pursue power, the universal ones are larger and heavier, and even a new class of troops has been derived for this purpose - grenadiers. In China, the 10,000-strong enemy that was generally used to guard the city walls with their European counterparts had already been invented and put into use, but the size and weight of that weapon were too large for soldiers to throw in the field, and the real grenade, even the original version, did not appear on the battlefield until Zheng Chenggong resisted the Qing Dynasty.

Eastern and Western soldiers have a common awareness of this, that is, to improve the utilization of firearms in the field and maximize the lethal effect of the opponent in the same amount of time. It's just that the real killing effect is actually far less than imagined, but the psychological blow is far better than the actual killing.

The national surname bottle ignited the fuse of the collapse of the Qing army, and the Ming army took advantage of the situation from the central battlefield where it collapsed first, and quickly tore apart the battle formation of the Qing army as the collapse spread.

achieved a breakthrough in the central government, and witnessed the complete front of the Qing army being torn in half of the city, and being pulled farther and farther away, especially Xu Degong's handsome banner fell to the ground with a bang in the shouting of killing. Chen Kai looked at the wild that was no longer obstructed, looked at the looming shouting and killing sound outside his sight, and gave the order to continue the march without hesitation.

"The rout will be handed over to the follow-up troops, and Fubiao, Zuo Commander will continue to press up the left and right towns, Qianchong Town, and the rear towns after the reinforcement and suppression, and kill all the true Tartars in the south!"

No longer continuing to pursue the fleeing rout, the army regrouped, marched south with firm steps, and threw those who had fled from the desert to the Ming army that followed up with the four towns of Guarding Qianzhen, Guarding Right Town, Guarding Zhongzhen and Zhongquan Town.

The opening was opened, and the Ming army poured out, especially the cavalry of the two towns of Iron Cavalry Town and Hussar Town, which were like wild horses that had been unleashed and sharp arrows that had been off the string, and went straight to the back of the Qing army's large array in the south.

The iron cavalry was racing wildly, Li Jianjie held the riding gun in his hand, clamped the horse's belly, and the rolling iron stream followed the galloping horse under his crotch and fearlessly rushed towards the Manchurian Zhenyi who had terrified them a few years ago. Among them, their growth is undoubted, and more importantly, at this moment, the intercepted Qing army has collapsed, even if the Qing army on the southern front has defeated the current Ming army, it is not easy to turn around and face the battle.

The cavalry of the Ming army on the northern front is rushing forward, and on the southern front, Li Dingguo's handsome banner has moved a large distance, and even the god of war king Xining in the minds of the Ming army has been pressed to a higher position, so as to inspire the only remaining fighting spirit of the Ming army.

On the left flank, Zhou Jintang, Deng Yao, and Wang Xing's wheel battle regardless of casualties stumbled Shang Zhizhi's feet, making it impossible for him to go down the mountain to cooperate with the attack. On the frontal battlefield, Gao Wengui and Zhang Sheng have also been at the forefront, replacing those comrades who have fought for a long time.

The war elephants rushed through several rounds, and the losses were not small, especially the drivers and archers on the war elephants were sniped by the Qing army's archers. There were still quite a few war elephants, but the loss of the pilots made these war elephants lose control, and Lu Yongming could only mix the surviving pilots, spearmen and archers and re-board the war elephants for the last charge.

The battle has been for more than an hour, and in such a fierce battle, the Ming army has exhausted its strength, and it is nothing more than hard support. As for the Qing army, there was only less than half of the strength of the Ming army, desperately launched an attack, such a fierce battle has not been there for many years, and at this time there is no trick to come, the madness is not endless, and even the momentum of the offensive is no longer enough.

With Li Dingguo's great prestige and the hope brought by Chen Kai, the Ming army showed resilience that it had never had since Jiashen, and it was stunned to hold on to the frenzied Eight Banners Army until this time. At this moment, it is nothing more than which side of the straw that broke the camel's back fell first. The losing side is not to be mentioned, while the victorious side is demoralized and uses the newly emerging false fire to carry out the next battle.

The flesh mill on the southern front was doing a brisk business, and the blood had already flowed into the river on the right flank in the trampling of tens of thousands of people, gradually dyeing it red.

After the Qing army was arrayed, Shang Kexi and Zhu Mala stared at the sameness that had lasted for more than an hour in front of them, their lips were chapped, but they were sweating profusely. In order to break Li Dingguo's army before the Ming army rejoined, and to prevent Nikan from falling into the dilemma of being ambushed and killed, they chose to attack Xinhui with light troops. For this reason, many firearms that the Han army flag is good at were lost, especially those artillery that were fundamentally in a hurry, and all of them were lost in Guangzhou.

I thought that as long as the Eight Banners Army appeared on the stage, as long as hundreds of Ming troops were killed in front of the two armies, the opponent would collapse. They even glanced at Li Dingguo and doubled the number of Ming troops who needed to be killed in front of the battle. At this time, this arrogance for their own elite slapped heavily on their faces.

Entering the stage of the war of attrition, we can only hope that the Ming army will collapse earlier and that Xu Degong will be able to hold out for a while and a half.

This kind of desire is normal, they are staring at the battle situation in front of them, hoping that every second in their hearts is generating and disappearing, and then regenerating and disappearing again, and so on. However, Chen Kai has been scheming in a thousand ways, and he has been preparing for this for a long time, how can he let them get what they want?!

The news of the collapse of the Qing army on the northern front reached Shang Kexi and Jumala as quickly as possible, and the latter reacted in time and held the saddle horse so that he did not fall headlong. It's still gratifying, after all, I have been mixed in the Dongjiang River back then, and I have seen a lot of victories and defeats, and in recent years, I have been very uncomfortable by Chen Kai in Guangdong, and my mental endurance is much stronger than that of this Manchurian general.

At this moment, the northern front collapsed, but the southern front still could not determine the victory, and they were facing the risk of being attacked by the Ming army on both sides and the entire army being annihilated. This, after all, is 3,000 Manchurian and Mongolian Eight Banners, 5,000 Han Army Banners plus 14,000 feudal soldiers, not to mention the collapse of the entire line of Guangdong, only to say that such a large casualty of the Eighth Banner Army is not something they can bear. Especially in particular, none of them have the status of relatives and nobles like Dorobelle Tunzi, and if they lose this battle, it will be a dead end.

"Lord Wang, the whole army will press up and fight to the death!"

In despair, Zhu Mala's eyes were torn apart, and he shouted loudly to Shang Kexi. However, the answer was a "nonsense" in the face.

"If we could press it, we would have pressed the whole army up a long time ago, the problem is such a terrain, you tell this king how to press, whether to fly into the sky, or swim into the river?!"

Shang Kexi is known for his cunning and wisdom, Huang Taiji is his old opponent, he knows him very well, and the title of a Zhishun King when he descended to the Qing Dynasty can explain everything. At this moment, Zhu Mala could no longer stay calm, Shang Kexi grabbed Zhu Mala's arm, and the firmness in his eyes was calming Zhu Mala's restlessness all the time.

"Anyway, we must keep more minions for the emperor. Otherwise, not to mention the emperor and those flag lords, just say that those flag people will tear us apart! ”

Shang Kexi's words are true, the Eight Banners, especially the core Manchurian Eight Banners, have a small population, and those who turn around can often be hooked up with some relatives and nobles. Even if you don't talk about this, the core of the Manchu Qing Dynasty is limited, this is the biggest and most fatal weakness of this alien colonial regime, although there are not many Manchurian Zhenyi on the battlefield at the moment, but losing so many Eight Banner Army and feudal soldiers in one breath is not a crime they can bear, only by preserving their strength as much as possible can they have more possibilities to get away with it.

"As long as you can escape back to Guangzhou, that fortified city will not be easily attacked. It took almost a year for this king to go back with more than 10,000 troops, and then mobilize troops from the surrounding prefectures and counties and southern Jiangxi to help, there will always be a chance to defend it. ”

Shang Kexi continued to cheer up Jumala, but Jumala's reactivated brain soon realized another problem, and that was where to run!

"The waterway is blocked, it's okay, let's get around here and head south. According to the king's understanding of Chen Kai, he has very few cavalry, as long as he gets rid of the exhausted old thief, he will always have a chance to cross the river when he reaches the lower reaches of the Xijiang River. When we cross the river and go all the way north, the water network is crisscrossed, even if they have many boats, where is it so easy to stop us? ”

In order to win, first think about defeat. Failure, Shang Kexi did not expect, but he knew the situation in Guangdong far better than Zhu Mala, whether it was the Ming army in Guangdong, or the geographical environment of Guangdong, once the defeat was decided at this moment, he immediately came up with a way to get out.

With continuous encouragement, Zhu Mala's side finally recovered some fighting spirit, and according to Shang Kexi's plan, the Manchurian Eight Banners were transferred back and the war horses were distributed, and at the same time, Shang Kexi's side was also making corresponding adjustments to reduce their respective losses as much as possible. The defeat was decided, and there was nothing to blame, however, soon, the horses scattered to the northern front sent back the news that the Ming army had dropped the rout and attacked in a big way, especially the cavalry of the Ming army had rushed to the back of the Qing army.

Chen Kai's decisiveness further compressed their reaction time, and Shang Kexi thought about it, even if he ordered Xu Erxian to lead a cavalry north to meet the battle, he would always hold back the Ming army for a moment. And that Xu Erxian, seeing clearly the look of Shang Kexi's envoy, understood it, and immediately mobilized the cavalry of the brigade to go north.

Time, from the very beginning, is a matter of life and death. Chen Kai used the national surname bottle to dial clockwise, and Shang Kexi planned to use the cavalry to dial the pointer back a little, so as to get some respite. However, the movements behind the Qing army were quickly noticed by those Qing troops who were still fighting bloodily, especially when Xu Erxian's cavalry moved, even the Ming army immediately reacted.

"Chen Fujun has arrived, the Tartars have been defeated, kill the Tartars!"