"Snort!"

"Launch ————"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh Whoosh ......"

With Xu Changqing's personal order, another round of thirty bamboo tube-type flowering bombs suddenly swept these tartars like meteors.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang, bang......"

Suddenly, the dull sound of gunpowder bursting sounded continuously, and black smoke and white smoke rose alternately like a storm, mixed with the sound of 'crackling' sand and gravel, which swept directly in these arrogant Tartar arrays.

"Ahh My face, my face, I can't see anything! ”

"My hands hurt so much, my hands hurt so much, what kind of magic is this Ming dog who killed these days......"

"I'm drafting my mother's Ming dog, who's going to give my master a happy wow!!"

"I still have a wife and children, I don't want to die yet......"

"Help, help......"

“……”

That is, in a matter of more than ten seconds, these Tartar pioneers who were originally awesome and powerful fell directly into the Nine Shadows Purgatory.

In fact, the lethality of these bamboo tube flowering bombs is really average.

After all, this is just ordinary gunpowder, which has not been refined, and it is not black with greater lethal explosive power. Gunpowder, regardless of packaging, sealing, including the proportion of ingredients, there are also many problems, and the effect of sand and gravel is far less than that of sharper iron sheets.

But ~, this is a powerful weapon ahead of the times!

These Tartars were originally going to rush up with a strong bang and go directly into the Ming military camp, leaving no armor behind.

But sixty flowering bombs suddenly burst into the air, and in a moment it was to suppress the arrogance of these Tartars.

Not to mention the minions of the Han military banner, even if they are real Manchurian soldiers, who has ever seen this battle and can withstand this terrifying power?

After all, it's flesh and blood.

These unlucky Tartar pioneers in front are already like this, and these Tartars in the back are not stupid, how can they mess around again?

Even stop and watch carefully.

But Xu Changqing obviously won't give these dog tartars any respite!

"Third round, start reloading!"

"Yes!"

Soon, the slingshotmen on the high platform quickly began a new round of reloading, pulled up the bull's tendon crosshair, and continued to aim at these already somewhat messy tartars.

"Whoosh!"

In a moment, another round of thirty flowering shells swept directly into these tartars.

"Bang bang!"

"Bang bang ......"

Suddenly, the terrifying black smoke and white eyes rolled and intertwined again, and the more tragic voices of various crying fathers and mothers sounded from the Tartar array.

Finally, these Tartars also reacted, how dare they rush up the mountain again?

I only hate that my father and mother have two legs, wow, many people even threw their weapons directly on the ground, and they didn't have time to take care of many others, so they ran back desperately.

"Run, wow."

"The master has run away, what are we still doing here? Those officers and soldiers have witchcraft. ”

The Han slaves who were still watching the show on both sides also reacted at this time, who would dare to watch the excitement in this state again?

When even the screaming desperately fled down the mountain.

Of course, Xu Changqing will not let go of this opportunity, and continues to shout loudly that the slingshot bearers will continue to reload the next round, and they must beat out all these Tartars, so that they will no longer dare to approach their camp easily!

"Launch!"

"Launch!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang ......"

The slingshot is much more primitive than the artillery, but ~, the simpler the machinery, the less there is any problem, the more primitive the mechanical quality, in a specific environment, the higher the efficiency!

In a moment, there were two more rounds of bamboo tube-type flowering bullets, which were overwhelming and smashed directly on the heads of these Tartars.

Suddenly, there was another crying father and mother, which simply turned this small hillside into hell.

The key is that the range of this powerful slingshot is not weak, and many Tartars have not escaped the attack of bamboo tube flowering shells even if they run dozens of steps away.

Especially when the firing distance is long, many flowering shells burst directly in the air, and the effect is even more terrifying.

In the strong smell of gunpowder, the bloody atmosphere rose up in the night, and these tartars with yellow flags and blue flags were completely blinded and stupid by Xu Changqing and his sons.

Seeing that these tartars with yellow flags were about to retreat to the edge of the range, Xu Changqing immediately made a decision and directly replaced them with '10,000 enemies'!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Suddenly, another 30,000 enemies fell from the sky, and walls of fire suddenly rose from the already chaotic Tartar crowd, splashing with an unpleasant smell at the same time.

Ten thousand enemies are not close to incendiary bombs, and there are poisonous smoke.

Many of the tartars that couldn't escape were directly stuck to the grease of the ten thousand enemies, and then the whole person burned and became a burning man.

Many lucky Tartars also coughed repeatedly, tears and snot.

"Ah————h

"Help, help!"

Even the sun didn't dare to look at this scene anymore, and quietly hid in the clouds.

Under the mountain, whether it is Shungutu or Tada, or the real Manchurian masters around them, they are all stunned, like stone carvings and wood carvings, standing on their tall war horses, wanting to say something, but they can't say a word, and they don't know what state they are in at this time.

"How so?"

"How so?!"

"This, these Ming dogs, this Xu Changqing, what kind of magic is it!"

After a while, seeing more than a dozen minions soaked in fire and burned to charcoal under his nose, Shungutu finally came back to his senses, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and he roared like a wolf.

"Jeru~~"

At this time, disturbed by the fire, the BMW under Shungutu's crotch couldn't control its restlessness, and almost threw the unsuspecting Shungutu off the horse.

"The general is mighty!"

"The general is mighty!"

"The general is mighty!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Hahaha, I'm a big win, a win!"

"Wan Sheng!"

“……”

Compared with the stupidity, stupidity, and confusion of the Qing army, at this time, in the direction of the Ming army camp on the mountain, the morale of the Ming army is completely another dimension.

Under Xu Changqing's deliberate guidance, the surging excitement broke through the sky in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, it also brought more pressure to the tartars under the mountain.

"Master, then, that Xu Changqing knows how to use demon arts, the warriors are heavily injured, let's take a step back first......"

How could he still have the mind to drink Xu Changqing's heart and liver at this time? Hurriedly persuaded Shungutu.

In this current situation, if they stay here any longer, God knows wow, how will Xu Changqing, who knows how to concoct them.

He has seven or eight beautiful Han concubines, how can he be willing to die here?

What's more, the two unlucky people who died at this time were Aggie and Schumer, and on weekdays, Taka saw that these two dog things were not pleasing to the eye, and he could fall into the well at this time, so he naturally would not leave his hands.

"I, I ......"

The muscles on Shungutu's face were a little swirling at this time.

He really didn't want to give up, and wanted to try again, but the reality in front of him was slapping his old face hard and making him sober.

If you don't retreat, I'm afraid that these more than 1,000 warriors will have to explain here......

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

After a while, Shungutu finally mustered up his last strength and gave an order.

"Dangdang, dang!"

Soon, the piercing sound of gold sounded, and the flow of Tartars who retreated like headless flies suddenly seemed to have been amnesty, as if they had received the guidance of a lighthouse, and they desperately fled towards the Qing army camp.

Many Han Chinese slaves fled to both sides of the camp.

"Haha, that's just the case with dog tartars!"

"The general is really a fairy-like figure."

"The general is mighty!"

"Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng!"

"Hahaha, happy, happy, Lao Tzu has never been so happy at this time in his life......"

“……”

Seeing the golden sound of the Qing army, the Ming army on the mountain ushered in a new wave of outbreaks, and the morale had completely reached its peak, and it was wantonly vented.

Don't they all say how powerful the tartars are? Now, under the general's hands, it's just that.

Before they even made a move, the dogs couldn't hold on.

For a while, many Ming Jun's sons and daughters felt that it was even cooler and more enjoyable than @#¥%, and everyone had reached the highest shining point in their lives.

On the side of the high platform, seeing that the Qing army had finally retreated, and the dozens of corpses left behind were too late to be cleaned up, Xu Changqing was also slightly relieved, and his eyes habitually narrowed.

Fortunately, with the blessing of our ancestors, none of these slingshot men had the kind of accident they didn't want to see and shoot in the camp when they fired.

This battle is decided!

As long as this momentum can be maintained, a strong army can become that!

Xu Changqing's fists couldn't help but clench tightly, and the restless hot blood around his body almost rushed out of his body!

All the hard work before, at this time, finally reaped the best reward!

But it's far from time to celebrate.

The power of the bamboo tube flowering bomb is actually very ordinary, more of a deterrent to the Tartars' hearts, this crisis, still has not really been resolved, the Tartars have only killed dozens of people, and there is still a strong residual force.

After a while, Xu Changqing directly ordered many auxiliary soldiers and young men to quickly rush out of the soil wall and dispose of those sand bags.

These bags of sand and dirt can be used to add to the slightly weaker parts of the earthen walls on both wings.

Soon, a group of Ming soldiers rushed out of the soil wall excitedly and enthusiastically, transporting sand bags to both sides.

And seeing that the Tartars under the mountain did not react, there were a few bold auxiliaries who secretly went down the mountain to get back the corpses that the Tartars had too late to take away.

It must be known that this is a Tartar corpse inlaid with yellow flags and blue flags, many of which are real Manchuria, and if they are placed in the ordinary Ming army, if anyone can get such a corpse, it is not a dream to rise directly to a hundred households.

How can you give up such a great opportunity?

Xu Changqing soon saw the actions of these people, and after thinking about it for a while, Xu Changqing did not stop it, he also wanted to use the actions of these bold sons and daughters to see how the Qing army would react.

It's a pity that Xu Changqing was disappointed.

The Qing army didn't have time to pay attention to this side at all, and was desperately building the defense of their camp, who would dare to come out again to face the firepower of the Ming army?

While Xu Changqing was a little helpless, he also gave an order to the sand bags in front of him to get back the corpses of the thirty or forty tartars.

Suddenly, the momentum of the Ming army was even higher, and many people stood directly halfway up the mountain and scolded the Tartar camp.

But at this time, it was these Tartars who turned into shrunken turtles.

They didn't respond at all, but were extremely vigilant to lock on the Ming army on the mountain, as if they were afraid that the Ming army would rush down the mountain to find them for a decisive battle.

The whole battlefield turned around for a while, and there was an indescribable weirdness......