The shield cart on the opposite side had been pushed to a place less than a hundred steps away from the city wall, and Xiao Chuan waved his hand and said, "Retreat!" Withdraw! The Huns immediately retreated, one by one the artillery was pushed off the earthen wall, and a melee soldier immediately came up, Xu Wenjue trembled, came to Xiaochuan, his eyes were scarlet, and said: "Qin Xiaochuan, my ancestors are brothers who fought side by side with your ancestors, brothers!" His voice was poignant with an inexplicable sadness.

"Everyone here is my brother!" Xiao Chuan said, immediately pulled out his long sword, put on his armor, and said: "In that situation just now, if you retreat, without the artillery of your Shenji Battalion, how many people will die in Xuanda on my earthen wall, and even Shandong soldiers and horses!" Have you thought about it, have you ever thought about your ancestor, General Xu Daxu, and thought that your junior turned out to be a coward who was scared by a round of shelling by the Qing army, you know what he would think! ”

I.. Xu Wenjue was speechless, did not speak, looked at the shield car of the Qing army in front of him, and shouted: "Come up with the fire gun of the Divine Machine" He shouted, "Qin Xiaochuan, you are not the only one who dares to fight here!" ”

His eyes were split, and he looked crazy, but this kind of encouragement made this great Ming nobleman have a thing called courage again, and the faces of the fire hammers were pale, where was the first high spirit, and went to the city wall.

Someone came to the side: "General, we have two earthen walls collapsed!" Xiao Chuan said: "The Iron Wall Guard, and the Guards are each guarding one place!" Xiao Chuan said, this kind of small gap can only be used by the opponent's troops, and the battle formation cannot be displayed, and the competition is whose endurance and courage are strong, and said: "There is also the Beifu Army, which is also transferred."

The iron wall-like shield carts under the city wall dispersed, and the soldiers of the Han Eight Banners with money rat tails all picked up their excellent firearms and aimed at the Ming army on the city wall.

Under the city wall, the shield cart was scattered with puffs of green smoke, and a famous Han military musketeer immediately looked at the earthen wall to open the gun, and they hid behind the shield cart to load, dodging the fire on the city wall.

Bang bang———— thick fog of smoke scattered everywhere with a pungent smell of gunpowder, and a famous Hun on the head of the city bent his bow, and the cluster of arrows for the search ———— rose like a dark cloud and rose into the air.

Boom———— rain-like arrows fell, fluttering, and a famous Han army flag firecracker was hit by the arrow cluster and fell to the ground screaming.

Some of them have just raised their heads. Touch-the door of the brain is like a watermelon bursting open, red and white things scattered, with that unique smell, the corpse with half of the face left fell to the ground, the leader of the Han Army Banner on the side, a Niu Lu Zhangjing with fear on his face, said: "Damn, how can that group of Ming soldiers hit so accurately" The soldiers of the Han Eight Banners were all shocked, this distance The other party could shoot their soldiers so accurately, how could this fight?

As soon as they raised their heads, they were hit in the head, and it was difficult for them to kill the Ming army without lining up. All the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty were desperate, and some said: "It's impossible, are these Ming soldiers all fortune tellers, they know how to aim and how to be accurate!" ”

At the head of the city, fifty firecrackers struck the firecrackers with wooden vertebrae, and then shot down the city, Xu Wenjue on the side was already somewhat familiar with the atmosphere of this battlefield at this moment, with a kind of disbelief on his face, looking at those firecrackers with a strange saying, "How can these firecrackers shoot so accurately" He looked at his firecrackers, endured the nervousness, and his face was weird, he now had to admit that the weapons of this group of firecrackers were more advanced than those of his own Shenji battalion, and even more advanced than those made by the most powerful craftsmen in the Ming Dynasty.

A group of god machine camp firecrackers are all fired back, they all use Lu Mi guns on the city wall, but Xu Wenjue is using a switch, this firearm is Houzhuang loading, in order to solve the problem of air leakage in the back, a wooden board is installed in the back, so it is very difficult to aim when used, but he is very skilled in loading.

Reality sees the location of a Qing soldier below. Then he raised his hand and raised the firebolt, aiming it in the direction he had thought at the beginning, and with a sound of green smoke, a red flame immediately appeared behind the firebolt and hit the wooden baffle, touching ————

The Han Eight Banner firecrackers in the distance were immediately hit and fell to the ground screaming, Niu Lu Zhangjing said loudly: "Quick, fast, melee, melee!" He said this, this kind of firearm shooting, and they found that the firearm they were proud of was pressed and beaten by the opponent's firearm.

Kong Youde, who was at the rear of the military formation, was shocked, looked at Geng Zhongming, who was also shocked, and said, "Why is the Ming Dynasty fire gun so sharp now!" Even the Divine Machine Battalion can't be so accurate."

Geng Zhongming also nodded, with a look of disbelief, looking at the city wall and speechless.

The Qing army behind saw that the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty had stepped forward, and they all stopped, Duoduo looked into the distance, looked at the circle of Baya soldiers around him, and said: "Hey, this group of minions is really not afraid of death, and they dare to fight in close combat with this group of terrifying Ming troops, but this is just right, just to help us extinguish the sharp spirit of this group of Ming troops," he said, the ignorance of this group of Han Eight Banners frightened him, and he glanced at the Qing army behind him.

Some of the armored soldiers in the distance were solemn in their eyes, and the armor on their bodies was also taken off, they looked different and lonely, and Duoduo said, "Whoever retreats and kills the whole family, and those who die in battle will be rewarded!" He said this, looking at the group of soldiers behind him with a fierce look in his eyes, these were all preparations to deal with the suicide tactics of the Ming army's 10,000 enemies.

It was through severe punishment and bounty to hug these slaves and those soldiers, he glanced at these slave soldiers with some concern, can they really intercept those Ming troops! Can the kind of protection they have for their families really overcome the fear that the Ming army on the other side has brought them? He was skeptical, even worried.

In front of a soldier with a famous Han military flag climbed the city wall, they were greeted by a neat military formation, it was the Beifu soldiers, they were in a neat formation, from a distance it looked like an iron wall on the top of the city, a famous Beifu soldier stood on it, Sima Lang in front of him held a spear in his hand, looked at the Han soldiers in front of him, and said strangely: "What's the matter, this group of people seems to be the Han people Why money rat tail, a Hu people's dress"

"Brother, you don't know these soldiers of the Han Eight Banners, right" Xu Wenjue on the side said strangely, his delicate face was as black as the bottom of the pot at the moment, a mouth, a puff of black smoke was spit out, and said: "These people are the soldiers of the Han Eight Banners, the traitors who surrendered."

"What!" Sima Lang was immediately furious and said, "This group of people can be so shameless, abandon their ancestors' attire and pretend to be Hu Ren!" He said, and all the Beifu soldiers behind him were angry, with swords, shields, and spears in front of them, forming an array.

"Kill this group of traitors" Sima Lang shouted, everyone was angry, and Xu Wenjue on the side said strangely: "Brother, this is a group of traitors, can you be so angry!" Strange to him, he retreated from the wall. The next melee is no longer the world of his firecracker.

On the city wall, a group of Beifu soldiers stood on the city wall, looking like an iron wall from a distance, they were in a neat formation, like a whole, standing silently at the head of the city.

As soon as those Han Eight Banners climbed the city wall, they were beaten down by those Beifu soldiers, one by one with a spear with a fierce one, a ladder was set up, and in an instant, more than a dozen soldiers surrounded them, and one person who came up was a dozen spears and poked fiercely.

Fluttering———— the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty immediately screamed and fell, and as soon as they attacked the city wall, these traitors were beaten down.

Duoduo, who was watching the battle from a distance, wiped his sweat and said, "Not good! This group of people is afraid to jump! He wanted to go: "Up, according to the previous tactics, the white flag, where the collapsed earth wall will be attacked"

Stampede, there were bursts of neat footsteps, and a group of soldiers with white flags immediately lined up with neat footsteps, neat steps, they were dressed in pure white iron armor on their bodies, one by one copper nails flashed cold, holding various weapons in their hands, among them there were some soldiers with heart goggles, they walked neatly.

In the middle were some weeping and mournful armor, Ha Shi and other slaves, who were about to die with the soldiers of the Ming army with 10,000 enemies.

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