The first pirate rushed to the front of the camp, a huge black man, with two small holes in his iron-clad muscles, streams of black and red blood splattering outward, and sweat on his bare head. But he howled, and threw himself in front of the camp wall as if he had no wound on his body.

In the face of this huge black man, all the soldiers did not really think that it was an iron-clad god. In this bustling Hangzhou, black slaves have become commonplace.

But the black slave was so strong that he jumped up violently and jumped up the low camp wall at once. As he leapt up, the robbers who followed him immediately let out an earth-shattering shout: "Rush up, the camp is broken." ”

This kind of cheer really shakes the morale of the army, and this guy must be beaten down.

A veteran with 10 brothers grabbed a knife and a gun and pounced on him, a spear pierced into his left rib, and as a result, the black man roared as if nothing happened, and knocked the sneak attack Ming soldier directly under the wall with his shoulder. Another Ming soldier pounced on him, and as a result, he took the mace in his hand and easily smashed the head of this Ming army. Another Ming soldier pounced on him, his fist flew out, and it was smashing in the face of this Ming army, regardless of his life or death, and then pounced on another Ming army. His tower-like body rampaged through the narrow walls of the camp like a god, opening a gap for his companions behind him.

Of the 10 brothers who had just pounced, only three remained, and these three men faced the incorruptible body of King Kong, the hands holding the weapons began to tremble, and the momentum of the charge was occupied by timidity, and they began to retreat step by step.

At this critical moment, a childish shout came: "Get out of the way-" and then a white-clothed figure pounced, and just when everyone was stunned, this little figure in white slammed a canister of fire oil in his hand on the body of this King Kong. The canister shattered, coating the body of King Kong with oil, and the shiny light added to his might. While everyone was stunned, the young man in white stabbed him with a torch. With a bang, a fire surrounded the guy in the blink of an eye, and the guy let out a heart-rending and deafening scream, twisting and spinning in the fire, and finally fell to the ground with a bang.

"Brothers, seal the gap with fire and oil bombs." Everyone doesn't care who this person is, as long as the method is good, it will be implemented, and the current situation has made people have no independent thinking of their own. Immediately, he obeyed his orders, smashed one fire bomb after another into the camp wall, and with a thud a torch flew past, and the camp wall burst into flames, burning the enemy and the surviving brothers on it to ashes.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the firecrackers in the camp broke out again, and several veterans and new recruits, taking advantage of this opportunity, regardless of the fact that the fire on the camp wall had not been extinguished, immediately reoccupied the place, cut off the hands of the pirates holding the camp wall with their broadswords, and stabbed the approaching enemies to death one by one with the spears in their hands.

Mao Yulong used the method of fire attack to block this section of the camp wall, when he burned the giant into a torch, he didn't feel anything, joy, anger and sorrow had already disappeared in his mind without a trace, and the vigorous adrenal glands made him only know how to kill the enemy desperately.

After this group of enemies was blocked, Mao Yulong easily picked up a spear beside him and rushed towards another dangerous section of the camp wall. He usually observed the training of Daddy Zhao's father and son, and involuntarily played Daddy Zhao's marksmanship, although he was rusty, but that marksmanship was indeed sharp. Rushing over, he stabbed an enemy who climbed up in the heart, and his spear was trapped in the corpse of the enemy due to the force he used too hard. Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, another enemy pounced, and the broadsword in his hand whistled and slashed at his neck.

Instinctively clinging to the barrel of the gun in the corpse of the enemy, he has forgotten to throw it away to dodge. At this critical moment, a large hand slammed the collar of his back coat and jerked it back, and his thin body fell backwards. The enemy's broadsword slashed down the tip of his nose and cut off a piece of his shirt.

Mao Yulong, who had just escaped from the Ghost Gate, heard Yang Kuang's calm voice behind him: "This is war, it's an adult's business, what are you children involved with?" Then with a shake of his hand, he threw Mao Yulong into the wall, and he threw seven meat and eight vegetables. When he got up, he scolded hatefully: "Why do you always grab my neck, you catch him all day long, it's very shameless." ”

While he was struggling for his face, another person grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to the ground and ran away, and that person's unique sharp voice made Mao Yulong simply mad. The eunuch of the prison army dragged him away, and complained pantingly: "My little ancestor, you are a person who guards and relies on him, don't dare to lose anything, hurry up and hide for me." ”

Then he directly stuffed him into a sturdy house, and yelled at the two little eunuchs who followed him: "You two watch me tightly, if Xiao Xiucai dares to go out again, I will skin you alive." ”

Mao Yulong hugged the door frame and asked anxiously: "Then why are you going?" ”

The eunuch replied with a sacred and firm voice: "I am the prison army, and I have the responsibility to boost morale, and I will hold the silver in front of the battlefield to directly reward those who have made meritorious contributions." With that, he rushed to the front line with a pile of silver.

Mao Yulong had to admire the devotion of this eunuch to his duties, it seems that the eunuch is not useless.

Being held by the two little eunuchs and unable to move, Mao Yulong had no chance to charge into battle at all. As he left the front line, his spirit relaxed, and his whole body was as if he had fallen apart, and he was like a mess of mud. At this time, he was afraid, and at this time he thought, where did his courage come from, what about his own child, who dared to rush to a black slave twice as tall as himself, and killed him in the most cruel way, what was he thinking at that time? Sitting on a chair sent by the little eunuch, he thought carefully for a long time, and finally he realized that he didn't think about anything at that time. In retrospect, it was a disconnect in my own mind.

This is the process of a new recruit transitioning into a veteran who kills people without blinking.

Ten fingers trembled slightly, but his ears seemed to be more sensitive, and the sound of guns and shouts from the front line rushed into his ears like a tide, merging into a chaotic battlefield picture. It seemed that he could tell which one was the screams of his own soldiers and which was the roar of a pirate.

The battle is holding on to each other like this, when is it a head?

Just when he was worried that his side would not be able to hold out, a burst of cheers suddenly rang out from the front line: "Our reinforcements are coming, our reinforcements are coming." ”

With such a shout, the footsteps of the pirate retreat sounded again, like the water at low tide, and the shouts of killing were gone, replaced by the sound of muskets and cannons chasing the enemy, and finally fell silent. But then there were the shouts of victory from the soldiers.

Mao Yulong's heart relaxed, and this battle to defend the military camp was won. Baidu takes a look at the latest chapter of "Lonely Ministers and Jiezhong Literature in the Late Ming Dynasty" to read for free for the first time.

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