After the Northern Expeditionary Army, which was precarious in the dark, got the light, it suddenly turned into a terrifying killing machine in the blink of an eye. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Forty meters away, the GIs' rifles were shot blankly, and one shot at the family members who were trying to cross the trench.

The family members in the front row were like overturned mahjong, blood splashed on their bodies, and they fell to the ground one by one. Some of the first ones were shot and fell into the trench with a muffled thud.

The situation on the battlefield changed completely in the blink of an eye.

The soldiers of the Tiger Army set up three rows of round-fire formations, and one by one the bullets rained down on the North Koreans like a storm.

The 20,000 dead men who stormed the trench became the best targets in an instant, let alone building a wooden bridge, and these people didn't even have a chance to escape. On the battlefield, only the crackling sound of the Northern Expeditionary Army's guns and the screams of the North Koreans who were shot were heard. Under the daytime flares, there were North Korean wounded people who fell to the ground and convulsed.

The Koreans rushed up from all four directions of the camp at the same time, so they were hit hard in all four directions at this time. Not only the rifles were firing, but also the more than a hundred heavy artillery pieces arranged on the perimeter of the camp were also roaring. It only took more than ten seconds for 20,000 family members to be killed. The ground in front of the trench was littered with corpses, and there was sticky blood everywhere between them, making the night extra bloody.

The North Korean "dead soldiers" collapsed in an instant.

In North Korea's Central Military Office, Park Dae-kyung and his officers have completely lost their bearings. Because of the magic flares, they have been unable to judge the situation on the battlefield. Since Li Zhi can turn night into day, what else can Li Zhi not do?

Park Dajing looked at the 20,000 "warriors" who fled in embarrassment, and his face was colorless. He no longer believed that 20,000 people could escape.

The 20,000 "dead soldiers" who stormed the camp turned and fled into the distance.

However, they tried to provoke the Tiger Army in the dark, and they were severely punished by the Tiger Army. Now there is nothing to save them, including escaping.

The Northern Expeditionary Army, selected by Li Zhi, was well-equipped, with 8,000 of the 12,000 soldiers equipped with scopes. That is, the more than 7,000 soldiers who fired in three rounds at the edge of the camp all had scopes. From the vicinity of the trench forty meters before the battle to the wilderness four hundred meters before the battle, there is a death zone.

Under the blinding flares, the battlefield was as bright as day. The Tiger Army GIs stood up, shot, crouched down to load, stood up, shot, and kept slaughtering the fleeing Koreans.

The back of the North Koreans' chaotic flight was like weeds from a lawnmower, falling one by one. For every few tens of meters of flight, the North Koreans leave behind thousands of corpses. The North Korean soldiers who were shot screamed and groaned in pools of blood, rolling and convulsing, making the scene of the massacre more and more chaotic.

The screams of North Korea's wounded soldiers mixed with the crackling of gunfire, combined with the increasingly strong smell of blood, made the battlefield feel like a slaughterhouse.

The cannons that rang out from time to time, and the shotguns that swept the battlefield like a storm, made the scene even more cruel.

By the time the North Korean dead fled 300 meters away, there were only a few thousand left. The flares in the sky fell to a low place dozens of meters above the ground, and the battlefield gradually became dark again.

Park Dajing looked at the battlefield that was about to be swallowed up by darkness again, his eyes widened, and suddenly a glimmer of hope appeared in his heart.

If the magic spells of the Ming people could only be used once, then there was still hope for the two classes of nobles in Korea. Although more than 10,000 people died, there were still 160,000 people on the North Korean side, and they could attack again.

The North Korean generals standing two miles away looked at each other for a while, all looking forward to it.

The immortal spell that turned night into day just now was so amazing that the generals of North Korea didn't believe that such a miracle would happen again. Accomplishing such a miracle must require a great deal of resources, and it may only be a one-time thing.

The battlefield was darkened, and the shooting of the Tiger Ben Army gradually stopped.

The North Korean dead soldiers who rushed to the front have been completely defeated. Even if the Tiger Army stopped shooting, they still ran wildly in the darker and darker night like ghosts, desperate to stay away from the Tiger Army.

However, the 40,000 or 50,000 reserve Korean soldiers hanging in the back have not been hit. They looked at the flares that were gradually extinguishing in the sky, and seemed to see a glimmer of victory and slowed down their escape.

They also hope that the immortal spell of the Ming people will only be used once, and they can kill the horse pistol.

But the brutal truth quickly punched them hard.

"Flares fired!"

The first wave of flares in the air had not been completely extinguished, and as soon as Zhong Feng gave an order, more than a hundred roars sounded on the position of the Tiger Ben Army. More than 100 rockets were fired into the sky, sending a new batch of flares into the sky.

The dazzling incandescent light once again illuminated all directions.

More than 1,000 individual bazookas were raised by the soldiers and began to bombard the North Korean soldiers three hundred meters away along with artillery.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom, boom!"

Originally, Li Zhi's fuse control technology was not perfect, and it took two or three seconds for flowering bombs and rockets to explode after they landed, and soldiers could calmly dodge. However, at this time, the situation was that 60,000 Koreans wanted to win by numbers, and more than 60,000 people were crowded around the perimeter of the 300-meter-long camp, which was surprisingly dense. Under the carpet bombardment of more than a thousand heavy firearms, North Korean soldiers simply had nowhere to hide.

Flowering shells and rockets hit the ground, and North Korean soldiers in the back row surged like a whirlpool of chaotic seawater. Seeing the flowering bullet piercing through several layers of soldiers falling beside him, the soldiers in the back row howled and fled around. But after a few steps, they realized that there were rockets all around them.

More than a thousand exploding sparks set off a volcanic eruption in the back row of the North Korean queue. Everywhere there were huge sparks, black smoke, and broken limbs of North Koreans that had been blown to pieces. The stumps of the North Koreans were blasted into the sky and rained down with blood.

At this time, there was no need for the flares in the sky to glow, and the sparks formed by the explosion on the ground alone lit up a radius of several miles.

The North Koreans did not know how many were killed by the bombing, and they completely lost their fighting spirit and ran like wild beasts in a mountain fire.

Zhong Feng looked at the Korean Chinese army two miles away with a telescope and saw the North Korean generals with pale faces.

Park Dajing naively placed the Chinese army two miles away from the Tiger Army, thinking that the night could cover him. Even if the flare in the sky was so bright at this time, he didn't think for a moment how dangerous his situation was.

Zhong Feng gave an order, and more than 100 heavy guns turned their muzzles and aimed at the Korean Chinese army two miles away.

"Boom! Rumble! Boom Boom! ”

The muzzle of the cannon spat out sparks one by one, and more than 100 shells shot like lightning towards the Korean Chinese army at a distance of 1,000 meters.

At a distance of two miles, Li Zhi's long cannon shot with extremely high accuracy. More than 100 rounds of projectiles almost all hit the Chinese army in North Korea, and the command center of the North Koreans was immediately beaten to a bloody blur. I don't know how many North Korean generals were shot by shells and were beaten to death.

Park Dajing was hit in the right leg by a flowering bullet, and half of his right leg was broken at once. Blood spurted out of his severed limb like a spring. He screamed and fell to the ground, only to find two sizzling flowering bullets stuck in the dirt beside him.

Park Dajing screamed and wanted to climb forward, but he didn't have the strength. The Chinese military department in the DPRK continued to explode with flowering shells, and it was a mess. At this critical moment, no one came up to save Park Dajing.

The two flowering bombs beside him finally burned out their fuses and exploded with a bang.

Park Dajing let out a huge scream for the last time, and was hit into a hornet's nest by the iron projectiles shot from the flowering bullet, spurting blood all over his body, and died tragically on the land of Liaodong Province.