"Wu Sangui, this king is going to take your head today!"

The sound of artillery rang out one after another in the three ambush circles, and round iron balls and flying shotguns poured down from the mountains on both sides like a torrential downpour. In the rocky terrain on both sides, the bouncing ability of the iron ball has been greatly enhanced, and an iron ball jumps like a glass marble on the sheep intestine path, harvesting the flesh with the tail of the money rat like an avalanche. For a time, the stump and the severed arm flew together, and the blood was the same color as spring.

In the face of the attack from the sky, the feather arrows of the Qing army could not fly, and the birds and lead could not hit, if it was a person who climbed up, it was a human-shaped moving target of the Ming army's stone. Not to mention fighting back, the Qing army didn't even have a place to hide, and they only wanted to escape from the flesh and blood mill that devoured the lives of their comrades. But this word long snake array blocked the same as the second ring road of the imperial capital in later generations, and the Qing army with the naked eye could neither flash nor have a golden body, so they could only be forced to "sacrifice their lives for righteousness and be loyal to my Qing Dynasty" were smashed into meat cakes by stones and iron balls falling from the sky.

Perhaps Wu Sangui's armor was too distinct, and at the beginning of the ambush, a group of gunners pointed the Franc machine in his direction. The cannon roared, and several cannonballs whistled through the air and smashed into Wu Sangui's family. The family members, who had been fed with silver and women, pounced on them and crushed Wu Sangui to the ground. Withstood the surging cannonballs with his flesh. was pressed by the corpse of the family, Wu Sangui temporarily saved his life, but he was pressed by hundreds of catties of flesh and bones, and he couldn't stand up.

A row of bird guns suddenly stretched out from the mountain range on the south side, and they were quickly released with a "bang". The long-range shot didn't kill a few people, but it was enough to scare the panicked Green Battalion soldiers like headless flies.

Immediately afterwards, the bird gunners picked up another row of bird guns that had already been loaded, and released them again. Taking advantage of the fact that the thick black powder gas had not been dispersed by the mountain wind, the Ming army rushed forward with a loud shout. "Wu Sangui is dead!"

This is a common method of disturbing the enemy's military morale in war, there is no radio, there is no telephone, and the command is all based on flags, gongs and drums, and shouting at the top of the voice. This kind of touching communication conditions can't help but make illiterate soldiers not eat this set when the war situation is bad.

Zhu Youlang stood on a high ground and overlooked the entire battlefield. On the long front, thousands of Ming troops swooped down like tigers descending from the mountains, and the slogan "All Han Chinese, those who surrender will not die" resounded throughout the valley. In this special terrain, the traditional battle in a large formation has lost its effect, and only by relying on blood and courage can it be won!

What surprised Zhu Youlang was that the soldiers of the Ming army actually rushed down in a formation of three, three, five and five, which looked like the stragglers of the PLA in later generations!

A small formation is like a dart, constantly piercing the weak Qing army everywhere, some darts accidentally broken, some darts inserted into half, and more darts are firmly rooted in the middle of the Qing army's formation, so that they can not care about each other. The Ming army that penetrated into it quickly received reinforcements from the Ming army on the mountain, and formed a small formation of more than ten people. They were shoulder to shoulder, back to back, leaving the Qing army as helpless as a hedgehog.

The soldiers who rushed down the mountain were all wearing bright red battle jackets, which provided convenience for the Ming troops on the mountain to distinguish friend and foe. But after all, the Qing army had 30,000 people, while the Ming army in ambush was only 6,000. Seeing the enemy's approach, some Qing troops also formed a simple formation under the greeting of the officers, and the fierce battle really began at this time.

Li Ergou held a bloody spear and followed his comrades towards the Qing army in front. The Qing army on the opposite side also formed a formation, but it was obviously much clumsier to walk.

"Thorn!" Li Ergou's Shangguan shouted.

Three spears more than a zhang long pierced out in unison, relying on the length advantage of the spear shaft to attack the enemy before the enemy stabbed him, stabbing the chest, abdomen, and neck of the three people on the opposite side respectively.

Pulling out the spear hard, Li Ergou didn't look at it. Striding past the flesh of the enemy that was about to turn into corpses, the straw sandals on his feet were stained with blood, leaving bloody footprints on the ground.

The sword and shield soldier behind him leaned down and "pulled" to give the person Li Ergou stepped on a painful look. Li Ergou didn't feel anything about this, he just numbly held the bloody spear shaft---- the red tassel on the spear didn't know where it flew to for a long time.

"Thorn!" Hearing the shout, Li Ergou stabbed out like a conditioned reflex, but his hands and spear shaft were stained with blood, and the spear shaft was slippery and did not pierce it. Fortunately, the enemy he faced was also poked to the ground, so Li Ergou did not die on the battlefield.

"Puff" Two spear tips into the flesh sounded---- two people around Li Ergou helped him solve this enemy.

"Draw", the sword and shield soldier made up for it very humanely.

"Lord Wang!" A family member who was lucky enough not to die held back his nausea and pulled Wu Sangui's body away, and Wu Sangui stood up with difficulty.

"Let's go, put the soldiers together first." Wu Sangui got up and took a breath and forced his composure.

At this time, several more family members surrounded him, and one of them found the handsome flag that had fallen aside and waved it vigorously. Wu Sangui knew that he was taking a risk, but if he lost all his soldiers, then the Qing court would not know what to do with him. Even the power struggle within the Manchus can be scared to death when they are spoken, how can the Qing court be at ease with the Han generals who are constantly rebelling?

The nearby Qing troops saw that the handsome flag was re-erected, and they all seemed to have been stimulated, and the Ming army in front of them was scattered like ants on water.

But Shuai Qi not only attracted the Qing army, but also directly told the Ming army: The traitor Wu Sangui is here, come and grab the head! The two groups of Ming troops in front and behind immediately adjusted their formations and pressed towards Wu Sangui's handsome banner. Behind these two groups of Ming troops, the Qing army, which had initially resumed command, was desperately impacting these two groups of Ming troops. The two sides surrounded each other, so that the battle line was beaten into sandwich biscuits.

"Pass the order, then Wu Shun Sangui is right in front of you! Caught Wu Sangui rewarded a hundred taels of silver. Promoted to one level! Live or die! Gao Wengui, the Marquis of Guangchang, who was in charge of the second ambush, noticed the handsome flag, and was eager to take credit, and rushed forward with the entire reserve team of the second ambush circle!

After several consecutive rows of guns, four hundred Gao Wengui family members carried steel knives and shields from one side of the mountain quickly, even Gao Wengui himself rushed down with arrows and stones, and the Ming army smashed away the spears that the Qing army was holding diagonally, giving full play to the melee advantage of swords and shields, and rushed to the front to slash and kill indiscriminately. The Qing army on both sides that were about to break through the encirclement was re-separated. With the addition of this new force, Wu Sangui was surrounded like an iron bucket.

"In front is the big traitor Wu Sangui, kill me!" Li Ergou encouraged his comrades. His Shangguan had already died in battle, and now it was Li Ergou, the oldest veteran, who was commanding the battle.

Two rows of spears collided together, and each side fell.

"Thorn!" Another collision, unfortunately, Li Ergou's left and right sides fell. In the face of several sharp spearheads, Li Ergou had nowhere to retreat, so he had to bite the bullet and stab him, but before he could stab the other party, he was strung with spears and pushed back, and the spear in his hand also slipped to the ground.

The moment the tips of the two spears were withdrawn from his body, Li Ergou felt that his whole body had lost his strength and fell to the ground softly. He leaned back and opened his lips slightly, as if to say something.

"I have been a soldier and eaten food, and I have been working hard for so many years, what is it for?" At the last moment when his brain was still conscious, Li Ergou's mind vaguely appeared in the picture of the emperor shushing him yesterday.

Unfortunately, a foot wrapped in straw sandals stepped on his face impartially. Li Ergou didn't say a word.

Wu Sangui's family members stepped on Li Ergou mercilessly, and with their superb martial arts and seamless cooperation, Li Ergou's sword and shield soldiers were defeated and retreated. After dropping a few corpses, the frightened Ming army, which collapsed, fled to the high places on both sides in a panic, and a fairly smooth road was presented in front of Wu Sangui.