On the battlefield, both the attacking side and the defending side will do everything possible to win.

In the past ten years, the Ming army has been working hard to improve its various combat skills. In particular, the skills of attacking tough battles have been repeatedly practiced after 20 years. For them, their tactics are not limited to traditional ways.

And it's more flexible, and it's not conventional.

At the same time as a dense burst of mortar shells fell on the positions of the Qing army, the Ming army once again began to attack. Under the cover of shells, the offensive began. This tactic was implemented several years ago after repeated exercises.

From the periphery to the edge of the fortress, there were six miles in depth, and they had to face the Qing army's twenty stepped defense lines. That's why. They had to gnaw down the defense line of the Green Army like gnawing bones.

In the course of the offensive, they must make leaps and bounds again and again. Then, relying on the defense line of the Qing army, they attacked in depth.

Regardless of this tactic, there is no way to form dense firepower, but the dense fire formed by mortars can replace infantry firepower.

"Rush forward! Rush up! ”

In the dense sound of guns and explosions, the shouts of the officers constantly urged the soldiers, and the soldiers rushed into dozens of feet under the cover of mortars, and then once again bent down, their heads and faces were tightly attached to the rocks and the ground, in order to avoid the oncoming bullets, and they also raised their heads from time to time to see if the enemy's fire in front of them was weakened, and then, they would pick up their guns and aim and shoot.

The formation and speed of such a charge allowed the fighters to calmly observe the enemy and calmly choose the target to shoot.

An unhurried attack is beneficial to the attacking side.

Whenever the comrades aim and shoot at the enemy with their guns, so that the enemy dodges the guns one after another, and the firepower is slightly weaker, those soldiers who are on the ground will immediately get up and continue to charge, and then lie down behind the obstacles again, and then they will pick up the guns and aim and shoot.

More often than not, the dense fire of the platoon artillery could not lift the head of the Qing army at all. He had to hide in the trenches to avoid the flying shrapnel.

All of this was done with meticulous care, and for these soldiers, they were just doing their duty as if they were on the training ground, and when the opportunity arose, the fighters immediately flew out with a sudden flick of bullets, completely impudent, and the bullets that rained down on the opposite side rushed like a storm into the enemy's trenches.

In the face of the Ming army that pounced like a tiger, the Qing army defending the position had no way to adapt to this attack. All of them immediately became panicked, some of them turned around and ran, some of them fired indiscriminately, and some of them hurriedly rushed to the fire with bayonets, after all, bayonets are more useful in hand-to-hand combat.

Yang Sen and his comrades rushed to the front together, rushing to the bottom of the trench in one go. As soon as he jumped in, he stabbed the bayonet at the enemy around him, compared to the Ming army who was good at using bayonets, in the face of bayonet charge, the Qing army was almost vulnerable, those who had sworn to say something before, to reorganize the prestige of the Qing Dynasty The soldiers of the Eight Banners, in the face of the fierce bayonet charge, did not even have the strength to fight back, the sharp bayonets continued to harvest the lives of the Qing army in the trenches, and more and more Qing troops fled to the rear.

Since the Chinese New Year, bayonet charging has always been the magic weapon of the Ming army to defeat the enemy. Even before the advent of rifled guns, there was a slogan in the Ming army called "Bullets are stupid, bayonets are heroes." It can be seen from this that the bayonet charge occupies a position in the combat system of the Ming army.

Soon the vulnerable Qing army was defeated. In the face of the fierce bayonet charge, they could not even hold up a single face-to-face effort.

Such a small sortie, in Yang Sen's memory, from the southwest to here, at least forty times, although the Qing army also launched a fierce counter-charge, but it did not make any sense, after all, in terms of stabbing, the Ming army has always occupied an absolute advantage.

When the vulnerable Qing army was driven out of the trenches, Yang Sen felt very happy in the trenches.

"You have to fight like this, you have to fight like this, you have to fight like this!"

His heart was now very excited, and after jumping into the trench, he stabbed three enemies who lunged at him with his bayonet in succession. Even in the end, as if shooting a target, he took down an escaping enemy with one shot.

This kind of battle is very comfortable. It's also very enjoyable. It will always make people's blood swell and make people forget the various risks of their own master in the battlefield.

That's what the tailwind fight is. The more you fight people, the more courageous they become. The more you can defeat those enemies on the battlefield.

looked at those Qing troops triumphantly. If it weren't for the fact that the infantry was running out of bullets, perhaps he would have shot at the Qing troops who were fleeing with their backs to him.

"Just think that God won't accept him at this time."

Yang Sen said to himself in his heart, inadvertently he put himself in the position of doing the right thing for heaven. Then he took out a paper cigarette and handed a cigarette to his comrades.

"Would you like a cigarette?"

Just as Yang Sen took out his cigarette and shared it with his brothers, in a pit dozens of meters away from the trench, a Qing soldier was busy working, he took out a box of matches, which he bought from the Ming Kingdom, and then lit a fuse, which immediately spewed out a cloud of white smoke and burned rapidly.

The same scene was playing out in several other trenches. The charge couldn't have been easier for them, and it didn't make much difference on the river training ground. Those Qing troops, who had become accustomed to the tactics of the Ming army's line formation, did not know how to resist such an attack at all.

For them. It was a very easy victory.

The warriors, who were enjoying the post-war tranquility, did not think at all that when they drove away the enemy and occupied the enemy's positions, there was another enemy at their feet. Before they attacked. The Qing army was ready.

This victory may have been easy, but it was never a victory that the Qing army deliberately threw at them.

"10,000 catties of gunpowder!"

Standing at the top of the fortress, look at the forward positions of the Qing army that have been lost. Xuan Ye was not the slightest depressed, but said triumphantly.

"If it explodes, it's enough to blow them up!"

10,000 catties of gunpowder, a full 200 barrels, was quietly buried in the trench as early as a few days ago at night, and only needs to wait for the Ming army to attack and seize the trench, it can be detonated, which is what Xuan Ye called "another way".

If you want to defeat the Ming army, you have to think of other ways. Of course, it is not the best choice to fight hard, in addition to fighting hard, there are some other methods. Of course, these methods. There is also a certain danger to itself.

But now it seems that everything is going well. The Ming army, which had been arrogant for so long, easily jumped into a trap carefully prepared for them.

"The master is wise, this 10,000 catties of gunpowder, if it explodes, it is estimated that those Ming troops, even if they are not killed, they will be scared to death!"

Suo Etu had just slapped the sycophants here, and there was a chorus of echoes around him, and for a while, Xuan Ye's side was full of the sycophants of the ministers and minions, and Xuan Ye did not refuse this, but smiled and accepted it, but at the same time as he smiled, he was still a little nervous, and he stared nervously ahead, lest the laughter become a joke.

After a short wait, in the expectation of everyone, a sudden violent explosion rose in the trench that had just been abandoned by the Qing army, and in an instant, the entire position was shrouded in earthy yellow smoke and dust.

Yang Sen, who was smoking a cigarette, didn't even understand what was happening, and the person was smashed to pieces, his ears were roaring, and he couldn't hear any sound at all.

The violent explosion almost completely lifted the ground under his feet, and many soldiers were swallowed up by the earth and rocks before they even reacted, and were buried under the earth and rocks, and many people were blown up into the sky directly in the explosion.

In the smoke cloud of the explosion, the red figures were eye-catching in the earthy yellow smoke, and they could be clearly seen even if they were far away, they were the soldiers who were blown up by the explosion, and they had already lost their lives the moment they were blown up.

The sudden explosion shook the earth, and after a moment of shaking the mountains, it was all over. I don't know how long it took for Yang Sen to regain some senses, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that many people were shaking and walking in the smoke, comrades who had lost their legs were struggling in pools of blood, and some people were walking in the smoke in horror, standing there for some reason.

What's going on?

What happened?

No one knows, even until a minute or two after the explosion, the surviving people still did not come to their senses, but at this time, the Qing army had already pounced, and the Qing army, who originally thought that there would be a bloody battle, rushed up, and when they saw the Ming army, which was once as powerful as a tiger, they did not even resist, but just stood there blankly.

The bayonet easily stabbed into the bodies of the Ming soldiers who did not resist at all, easily taking their lives, and many people even stood there in a daze, letting the bayonet stab their bodies.

"Kill them all!"

In the shouting of the Qing army, Yang Sen, who had come to his senses, struggled to flee to the rear, he had no weapon in his hand, and when he flew out of the trench, he didn't know where he fell, and he was defenseless, he didn't know what else to do except flee.

His legs were weak, and he could only crawl backwards, and after climbing a few feet, he saw his comrades lying on the ground, his face was covered with dust, and he couldn't see clearly at all.

Yang ...... Forest...... Save...... Help me......"

The call for help from his comrades-in-arms made Yang Sen crawl over, and then dragged his arm and crawled backwards, although he also had no strength, he still tried his best to drag his comrades.

While the two of them were crawling back, the Qing army, which had already rushed over, was cleaning up the battlefield there, and from time to time they stabbed their bayonets into the soldiers lying on the ground. In the yellow smoke, the screams of the warriors and the sound of bayonets stabbing into the body echoed in the air.

Finished......

Finished......

The Ming army in the rear, after the explosion, looked at the battlefield swallowed by dust, and their eyes widened in horror, they couldn't believe all this in front of them, and they couldn't believe that the position they had just captured would suddenly have such an explosion.

The near-devastating explosion destroyed the trenches and the people in them.

When they saw the Qing army harvesting the lives of their comrades with bayonets in the smoke and dust, they all picked up their guns and aimed at the Qing army, but because of the line of sight, their interference did not play a big role.

"Shoot the cannon, fire the cannon......"

The officers shouted, and soon the mortars roared with joy, and bursts of shells rained down on the positions and on the heads of the Qing troops, and the smoke clouds of the explosion once again engulfed the positions, taking the lives of the Qing soldiers at the same time, but also taking the lives of many surviving Ming soldiers, but also giving the living a chance to withdraw.

Finally, when Yang Sen dragged his comrades to a position a few feet away from the starting position, several brothers rushed over and carried them back.

"How's it going, there's an injury there?"

The brother cried out with concern, but Janssen, who was sitting in the trenches, sat there, and fear consumed him once more as his will to survive faded. There was horror in his expression, and until now, fear still occupied his sanity.

"What the hell is going on?"

When the brothers found out that he was not injured, an officer came over and asked eagerly. They all want to figure out what happened, and only these survivors know what happened.

"Blown up, blown up ......"

Except muttering this sentence, Yang Sen didn't even know what to say,

Seeing that he couldn't come up with a reason, the officer slapped him twice in the face and shouted.

"Sober up, tell me what's going on!"

After being slapped twice, Yang Sen came back to his senses, he looked up at the chief, stunned for a moment, and then spoke.

"What, what's the matter......"

"What's going on over there? What happened. ”

"I, I don't know, it blew up, and all of a sudden, the trenches blew up, all of them blew up, all at once, all at once, ......"

Yang Sen trembled with horror as he spoke, for him who survived the explosion, even as soon as he mentioned the explosion, his mind would have the moment of the explosion, his feet became soft, and then the fear when the person was thrown up, especially after surviving, the fear of the whole person. Now, once again asked by the Chief, he still feels fear.

"Blown up, from there? Where did the shells come from? ”

The officer asked eagerly again, this is the question he cares about, could it be that the Qing army has invented a new type of artillery shell?

"No, it's not a cannonball!"

Shaking his head vigorously, Yang Sen said.

"Under your feet, it was blown up from your feet, and it was definitely not a shell!"