He thought that he was one of those corpses, but he didn't know who pulled him excitedly and said, "Bei Ziye, run!" "He also woke up from a spirit.

But the man who shouted and ran and pulled him did not run, and the horse's legs were cut off, and his body fell into the air, and in a blink of an eye, the head was cut off by the sword and shield hand.

Luo Tuo clearly felt the shock of the war horse under his crotch, and ran backwards like a dead hair, obviously escaped in a thousand shots, the horse's tail was cut off by the Iron Man Army, and the war horse and he were all left in a cold sweat, I'll strangle it, is this still a person?

Zilharang and the others at the head of the city couldn't believe their eyes, and the people who hid in the city tower and saw this scene were all silent, only deadly.

With one charge, the Qing army threw down hundreds of corpses, and the rest fled in embarrassment, but they were caught between Zeng De and Lin Sheng, which was simply a dog.

The funniest thing is Jin Li, he stood in place with a big knife that he had just waved happily, his legs trembled uncontrollably, he felt that his throat was a little dry and itchy, he swallowed unconsciously, and his eyes stared at the scene that happened for a moment.

The three thousand iron army was getting closer and closer to him, he lowered his head and looked at his weak broadsword, and then looked at the more than 1,000 broadswords in people's hands, looked at it several times in a row, compared it several times, and felt that his knife didn't seem to be enough, and he was full of powerlessness in an instant.

Jin Li sneered, and wanted to say a few words about the scene, but the Iron Man Army obviously only kills people and doesn't talk to him.

Don't talk about the scene, isn't it crazy to fight three thousand big knives with one big knife? I'll run too, me.

Feeling that someone was chasing behind him, Jin Li was so frightened that he threw away the knife, and even ran sweaty with a rolling belt.

After running to the root of the city wall, he wiped the sweat beads on his face with his arms and gasped, his chest was burning hot, and his tail was leaning against the city wall and pedaling the horse, his face was full of expressions of luck, but his eyes were empty and expressionless.

And the Iron Man Army standing in the distance is still as motionless as a mountain.

"Fire, fire, fire!"

"Shoot ......"

Countless orders were shouted from everywhere, and angry fire snakes sprang out from the muzzles of more than 1,000 guns of the Ming and Qing armies almost at the same time.

There is no more scuffle, on the huge battlefield, one side has been cleared, but what is left on the battlefield is actually the Qing army, which makes Zilharang unbearable.

The muzzles of Hanyang City flashed rows of fire, the shells whistled and fell to the battlefield, the Ming army was silent and only looking for cover in the vicinity, there were many craters and abandoned buildings, they would not retreat, they all endured the artillery fire on the spot, waiting for the arrival of the next wave of enemies, even if the limbs of the comrades around them were torn apart, they still looked resolute, like expressionless sculptures crawling in the flames of war.

The artillery fire on Yuwang Jishang and the ship also showed no weakness, who is Zheng Chenggong? He is the only customs office in the Asia-Pacific region, crouching like an evil dragon to guard the wealth all over the land.

He used the wealth given to him by these tributes to buy naval guns and build a fleet, Zheng Chenggong took out this money, and he didn't just use the money to build a fleet, Dai Xiao went out to avenge his mother and shame the country, Zheng Chenggong was a fleet that was formidable to the enemy with a large amount of silver.

Zheng Chenggong's fleet, the starboard side of the city is all facing Hanyang City, the starboard side of each big ship, the two or three layers of the inner warehouse gun port have been pushed out of dozens of cannons, hundreds of sails are dangling in front of Zilharang's eyes, it is the recoil of the cannon that causes the battleship to shake, the cannon fire does not cost money, like a spitting star cheap spray on Hanyang City.

The Iron Man Army on land is the last battle, and Zheng Chenggong in the river does not plan to live anymore.

He burst through the air and shouted, tearing Hanyang Castle apart with a hoarse but resolute tiger roar.

"Fire!"

Just now, Ji'er Harang didn't feel anything, but the dense steel rain hit in an instant, and the Chaozong Gate was like a firecracker that was entangled with tens of thousands of sounds, and it kept exploding.

The towers of Chaozongmen were about to collapse by Zheng Chenggong's naval guns, and Zierharang was holding the iron crate in his hands, his ears were almost deaf, and he felt that the whole earth was shaking, and the whole sky was blazing with fire.

His other hand struggled out of the rubble and stretched out five fingers, and roared with a disgraced face, shouting that his artillery fire should stop paying attention to the Iron Man Army, and immediately return fire on the enemy ship!

But no one could hear his shout, the artillery fire on the head of the city only woke up automatically, if he did not turn the gun port to return fire on Zheng Chenggong's fleet with all his might, Prince Zheng and all the high-ranking officials would be buried alive.

Turning into a big firecracker, Zilharang seemed to have walked in hell, his body and soul were peeled off a layer of skin, and this was the first time he really felt the strength of the Ming army's sailors.

Their tactical literacy and combat effectiveness are simply different from those of the Qing army.

In his life, he would never believe that the more than 100,000 main forces under his command were still there, but he was more wronged than Dou E and was abused in Hanyang City.

Zilharan had not yet felt fear, his heart and his eyes were filled with shame and anger.

The Jurchen is less than 10,000, when and where is the 100,000 Eight Banners placed in the world, how can it be that when it is their turn, they can only be worse than one time? He could only shrink behind the city bricks and be beaten.

In shame and anger, he finally realized one thing, he had almost never thought that the city guarded by his hundreds of thousands of elites would be broken by the Ming army, but the artillery fire that was several times more fierce than his side woke him up, and he realized this possibility.

"Turtle Mountain, that is the commanding height outside the city, the top of the mountain can overlook the whole city, yes, you must guard Turtle Mountain!"

He was like a gambler who had one last chance left, and if he lost Guishan, he believed that Tianlang and Zheng Chenggong, a group of madmen, would definitely move hundreds of cannons to the mountain, and then name his 100,000-strong army with the fiercest and most ridiculous artillery fire.

And he can only nest in Hanyang City and be beaten, or he can only move, but no matter how anxious he is, he can only lie on the ground and remain motionless at this time.

The firepower of the city has begun to suppress Zheng Chenggong's fleet, no matter how patient it is, no matter how much it endures, it must go out and give an order, watch the Turtle Mountain, and the Turtle Mountain must not be captured by the Ming army.

What else is the Iron Man Army, you also wait for me......

When Zheng Chenggong's fleet was spraying wildly towards the sect, the Ming army sailors of Parrot Continent also launched a general attack almost at the same time. Zilharang is not only miserable, his sailors are being crushed by the Ming army in the north and south.

Qingchuan calendar Hanyang tree, fragrant grass and parrot island, how did this poem become so poignant here?

Qingchuan Pavilion is not a green tree and flowers can be distinguished, and the flowers and plants in Tang Seng's mouth were blown up by artillery fire, and only the fire trees and silver flowers remained.

Parrot Island is not only fragrant grass, but also relatives.

(End of chapter)