The air is full of a different kind of blood, the strong murderous aura drifts throughout the city, and the air seems to be solidified, and the clouds in the sky are all with a trace of blood, and the people push open the door in horror, and a bloody smell comes to their nostrils, and they drive out, and the ground is already covered with a layer of corpses, with a strong smell of blood, which makes people want to vomit.

The original street paved with a layer of blue bricks has now become a place of red bricks, the corpses all over the ground make people have nowhere to put their feet, some people have been lying on the ground vomiting, poking their heads out, looking at the streets from afar, the streets are full of red corpses and the reflection of black iron armor, paved all over the street, and the people in all places are strange to look at this formidable army.

A neat procession walked across the street, in front of the row of firebolts with firecrackers on their backs, and behind them spears, knives and shields moved forward like a steel machine, and the neat footsteps left only the echo of the tower on the empty street, and the firecrackers were smoking and the spears were still full of blood.

The sunlight shone on their iron armor, reflecting a reflection of Dawson's coldness, and all the soldiers had serious expressions, Han Gang walked in the front, he took a deep breath, looked at his younger brother on the side, and said: "This group of Shandong soldiers is actually not weak in terms of personal combat strength, but they are scattered and have no cooperation, and they have no will to fight."

"They are just a group of rebels, how can they have the will to fight" Han Tie said coldly, his tone was full of disdain and looked down on this group of Liu Zeqing's rebels, and said: "I never thought that the main guild would recruit this group of rebels, and I never wanted to be brothers in life and death with them!"

"At this moment, the fashion Ming army can kill the enemy, serve the country, and the only one in Qingzhou is the Ming Dynasty," Han Gang said solemnly, looking at the red behind him, which could not be seen at the edge, and the sun and moon flags fluttering, looking very mighty.

Han Gang took a sip of vinegar and said with some jealousy: "Do you know, the lord recently gave that Wang Youcai a team of two hundred firecrackers (last time the system of the army of two hundred people Shenji Battalion)" He said with jealousy on his face: "Hmph, that guy can expand the number of two hundred people, and now he has no less than eight hundred troops under his command, and a few of us are in the early three hundred."

"After all, that's the Fire Gun Soldier, and he himself is the leader of the Fire Gun Soldier" Han Tie wiped his sweat and said: "Brother, the situation is different in different places, so naturally I treat it differently."

"Hmph" Han Gang snorted and said, "Do you see the new 5,000-strong Qi family army?"

"Where is the Qi family's army, brother, they are no longer there" Han Tie said with a sadness in his eyes: "Have you forgotten the battle of Hunhe back then, there are only you and me left in the Zhejiang army, there is no Qi family army in the world, and there is no more elite!" ”

"Hmph, they are the Qi family army, don't try to lie to me, especially Qi Mu is the commander of the Qi family army, I can see that he looks like a big handsome" Han Gang said, Han Tie was also a little dignified, his brother could see this, how could he not see it if he was thoughtful, but he understood that the Qi family army had disappeared At this moment, only one Qingzhou army was needed here was enough, he said, "Don't talk about this, you can see the scouts behind!" ”

Han Gang also looked behind him, a group of children on small horses with extremely serious expressions, lined up neatly, and the whole team walked over as if they were a whole, and he said: "Well, this army cultivated since childhood, the future achievements are limitless."

"Ten years later, this army should sweep the world" Han Tiedao looked at the group of children in the distance, the immature face can imagine what kind of scene they will grow up to, the gods can resist the soldiers of this child who has received the best education in Daming since childhood, they will use the strongest firearms, ride the most powerful war horses, soldiers are taught by the best elite of a hundred battles, officers are taken by them to learn the book of war, there is no rival in the world.

They consciously got out of the way, so that this group of children were in the front, they rode their ponies and jumped the group of short Mongolian horses, looking at this bloody battlefield with immature expressions, trying not to vomit, learning to adapt to the environment here, their ponies are basically equipped with small horned bows or slight bows, and use unopened small sabers.

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Everyone in the city was shocked, looking at the appearance of this group of child soldiers, Wang Yan's heart trembled, just now the steel machine-like army destroyed the rebels in the city has shocked him, and then this group of soldiers made him unforgettable, this group of children who looked immature on horseback could not see the edge like a torrent, the neat queue was more neat than the officers and soldiers of his Jinan Mansion, and said: "How can this group of children be trained to such a neat queue" He said

"Day and night drill natural team neat" next to Dongyang, Cao Shan and the two of them laughed heartily and looked very proud, this group of child soldiers is also their achievement, but it is just handed over to them how to read, reading is taught very little, but this is enough for them to have the capital of pride in front of others.

"It's really elite, the queue is not neat and the city guards in the city, the momentum is like a rainbow, the equipment is well-equipped, and the achievements after learning to ride and shoot at such a young age are limitless"

"This kind of literacy actually appeared in a group of children, and they performed like this at a young age, and they will definitely become my elite in the future."

Only at this moment did Liu Zeqing understand how stupid he was in the past, afraid that others would ask for his own army of 50,000? At this moment, he understands what his 50,000 army counts as in his eyes? Not to mention his withering army with a torrent of steel. There is also this group of child soldiers, not to mention his own army of 50,000 child soldiers, which will be unimaginable in the future, but the torrent of steel just now is enough to destroy him.

Since he was a child, he was promoted to the general army of Shandong with military merits, and it took a lot of effort to form such a town of 50,000 elite soldiers, but the young man on the opposite side only created this steel torrent army in just two years, and this group of thriving child soldiers, he was jealous of why fate was so unfair.

Xiao Chuan didn't pay attention to Liu Zeqing's face, he was planning how to kill Liu Zeqing at once, just now if he followed that group of rebels, it would be difficult to do it here at the moment, listening to their conversation, Xiao Chuan felt uncomfortable in his heart, and said: "Children should naturally play and have fun at home, this is the life they should have, so it is helpless to send them to the barracks and to the battlefield."

Children should naturally have a good childhood, have their own beautiful fairy tales, but this is the troubled times of the thieves and Tartars who will not give them a good childhood, a moment of kindness in exchange for the future thieves and Tartars will be wreaking havoc, in exchange for the bloody corpses all over the ground.

"General Qin's words are high," Cao Shan said in admiration, the more he looked at Xiaochuan, the more he felt that the other party was good, and his thoughts were very similar. Yu Dongyang suddenly felt a little self-deprecating or uncomfortable, the former righteousness Ling Ran had no effect on Da Ming, and the person he hated in front of him was dedicated to building a new foundation, that is, this group of children was also wrong about their opinion, and the mistake was a little outrageous, muttering: "Training child soldiers is for cruelty, and not training is for greater cruelty."