Kong Youde and the three of them had never seen such a strange scene, the three thousand soldiers of the Han Eight Banners were still the elite of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty that they had trained by themselves.

It was actually blocked by a few broken wooden stakes and the wire wrapped around it, and he couldn't take a step forward.

Kong Youde has always held the glass Buddha beads in his hand, sitting in the back and strategizing, but at this time, he walked to the two staff leaders with a waist knife in his hand.

raised his hand and stabbed to death the two staff leaders who were begging for mercy: "You still have the face to come back, go down to accompany the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty." ”

But in his heart he thought, go down and be with his son.

Hacking to death the two staff leaders who had become deserters, Kong Youde continued to give orders, ordering the soldiers of the Eight Banners of Han to continue to attack Zhu Shun's Zhuangzi.

After receiving Kong Youde's military order, two more soldiers of the Han Eight Banners rushed to the barbed wire, but this time they learned a lot smarter.

The spears in his hands were all replaced with swords, and the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty in the front held shields to block the shots of the birds, and the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty holding the sabers in the back chopped the barbed wire.

How did the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty know that this kind of doumi-style rifle using conical lead bullets can shoot through the whole body plate armor of Westerners within a hundred steps, let alone these shields made of wood.

Three thousand soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, led by the two commanders, rushed to the front of the barbed wire, and the end was as tragic as the previous wave of soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

After a burst of doumi-style rifle fire, the shields in the hands of the soldiers of the Han Eight Banners were all full of holes, more like a broken net than barbed wire.

Once again, most of these live targets, standing in front of the barbed wire, were shot without exception.

Kong Youde seemed to have lost his mind, hacked two of his staff to death again, and ordered the third wave of Han Eight Banner soldiers to continue the attack on Zhu Shun's 'Zhuangzi.

But this was useless, and the three waves of attacks only brought about the tragic deaths of nearly five or six thousand Han and Eight Banner soldiers, barely pushing the barbed wire forward a distance of one or two hundred paces.

None of the riflemen standing in the pit died, but their hands and arms were numb from the squirting so often that they could no longer exert their strength.

This also has no effect, and it is not on the battlefield in the Pingchuan area, where ordinary people have long been frightened to run around when they see such a huge army.

With the barbed wire fence, even a discerning person can see that no matter how many people there are, this army is just a group of live targets.

There were as many as six or seven thousand workers in the industrial city, and although the women of the mill made up the majority, it was not a problem to draw out two thousand strong male workers.

Before Zhu Shun could speak, the workers took the initiative to take over as the riflemen, carrying a doumi-style rifle and standing in the tunnel in the barbed wire fence to defend the industrial city.

Zhu Shun had long expected this, these workers not only had a good life in the township that everyone envied, but their status was also getting higher and higher day by day.

It is the industrial city that brought them all this, and if the industrial city is destroyed, they will have to live the same life as before.

Besides, it's not for themselves, their parents, wives and children also have to eat, and without this job, the whole family will starve to death.

As long as the industrial city has always existed, with them helping in the factory, the chances of their children entering the steam factory will be much greater in the future.

As long as you can enter the steam factory, your children will be able to have an iron rice bowl with no worries about eating and drinking in the future.

Whoever dares to be detrimental to the industrial city will cut off their life, how can these workers not fight with the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty.

Lei Lao Wu is one of these workers, because his son was admitted to the Beijing Normal University, and his status among the workers is relatively high.

Even the steward of the factory greeted him with a smile and gave him a few thin noodles, and even the owner of the steam spinning mill where he worked would nod his head.

Because Lei Lao Wu's son was not only admitted to the Beijing Normal University, but also did research in the chemical laboratory, which made people sincerely admire.

Everyone knows that as long as you enter the chemical laboratory, you are destined to become a pioneer on the road of the industrial revolution.

As early as when the first wave of Han Eight Banner soldiers attacked the industrial city, Lei Lao Wu had a thought in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it for various reasons.

The other reasons are easy to say, but the main reason is that he is worried that he is a cropper who doesn't know anything and will cause trouble to the industrial marquis.

After all, he is just a farmer who doesn't know anything, and now he has a little status at most, which is also rewarded to him by Zhu Shun, the industrial marquis.

The riflemen guarding the industrial city couldn't even lift their arms because they operated the doumi rifle so often, let alone continue to operate the doumi rifle.

I could only lie down in the restaurant and teahouse near the entrance of the factory, hoping to recover as soon as possible, and once again enter the pit in front of the barbed wire fence to shoot.

But where is it so easy to recover, without two or three days of cultivation, it is basically impossible.

In two or three days, as long as there is no one in the tunnel, the remaining more than 50,000 soldiers of the Han Eight Banners only need half a day to completely uproot the barbed wire and kill the industrial city.

Lei Lao Wu has a more cheerful temperament, and he laughs all day long, but when he came back from the restaurant and teahouse near the city gate, he suddenly became a lot silent.

There were a lot of workers gathered at the door of Lei Lao Wu's house, not to mention thirty or forty people, all of whom were usually better workers.

When the workers saw that Lei Lao Wu suddenly became so silent, they thought that something big had happened, and they were already very anxious because of the attack of tens of thousands of Han Eight Banner soldiers, and they became even more impatient.

A brother of the same clan asked anxiously, "Fifth brother, what happened, you said." ”

As soon as the brothers finished speaking, the other workers asked nonsense.

"Old Five, if there is anything, hurry up and tell everyone, let's discuss it together and get an idea."

"Fifth uncle, is it that those traitors that Hou Ye said were killed in the city, although I am not like the third brother who can be admitted to the division hall, but I have the strength to fight with those traitors!"

"That's it, it's a big deal to fight with those traitors, these dogs who have forgotten who their ancestors are actually working for cheap slaves and killing our own people in the Ming Dynasty."

Lei Laohu looked at the excited workers, and a smile appeared on his face again.

I thought he was the only one who thought like this, but I didn't expect it to be all like this, so it would be much easier.

There are so many of them asking to fight hard with those traitors who donkey, and there is a lot of strength in numbers, this is what Hou Ye himself said.

Lei Lao Wu didn't believe it, so many of them asked for their lives together, and Hou Ye would not agree.

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