The terrain of the old crow pass in the southeast of Lufeng County is dangerous, and one husband is the pass, and ten thousand people are not open.

The Ming Dynasty set up the Lao Crow Pass Inspection Department here to inspect smuggling, arrest thieves, arrest bandits, and prevent local people from making rebellion.

Shadingzhou entered and occupied Kunming, and Chuxiong to the west used troops, and Anning Prefecture and Lufeng County along the way were captured by the natives.

Located in the southeast of Lufeng County, Lao Ya Pass was destroyed by the natives and lost its role as a checkpoint.

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Chen Chang's army abandoned the wounded soldiers, slaughtered horses and livestock, and was constantly harassed by the Han people along the way, and finally came to the old crow pass.

"After the old crow pass, it is the county seat of Lufeng, and you can eat and sleep well."

Chen Changming is more than ten years old, with a lot of gray hair growing on his sideburns, prominent wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and white spots on his face.

The pain of being close at hand but unable to save his son, the ghostly attacks of the Han people day and night, the worry about the future, and the physical hunger and fatigue made Chen Changming emaciated and almost collapsed.

The native soldiers were also demoralized, weakened, and hungry. What they want most is to have a full meal and a good night's sleep.

The Han army that attacked was too hateful.

These ghost-like Han people are haunted and always knife the weakest place of the natives. Lone native soldiers, scouts for reconnaissance, squads for water, wounded people with limited mobility...... They are all targets of the Han ghosts.

The night was even more disturbing all night. From time to time, they threw terrible earth-shattering thunderbolts, fired burning oil canisters from time to time, or took the opportunity to kill the camp and slash and kill indiscriminately......

This small Han army was like maggots on the tarsal bones, closely following the native army, constantly attacking and harassing, making the native soldiers nervous and restless all the time, day and night.

By the time they arrived at the Crow Pass, the spirit of the native soldiers was on the verge of collapse.

Thinking that after passing the Lao Crow Pass, they could have a full meal and sleep well in Lufeng County, and the local soldiers were in high spirits and walked briskly.

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"How so?" Chen Changming couldn't believe his eyes.

The city wall of Lao Crow Pass, which was destroyed by the natives, was actually repaired. Although it was only a simple city wall with earth, the city wall several zhang high became a moat that Chen Changming's army could not cross.

The old crow closed the vermilion flag and fluttered in the wind, and the huge word "Zhu" was particularly dazzling.

The native army looked at the towering old crow pass from afar, and they were all silent, and the sadness and despair enveloped the entire army.

The old native was in a daze, thoughtful; Some of the young soldiers began to weep and chant the names of their sweethearts; More Turen soldiers stared at Chen Changming, the old Tusi they had always revered.

"No, you can't just give up." Chen Changming raised his lowered head, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the domineering spirit that had been in a high position for a long time began to flood.

"Sons, the Han people don't give us a way to live." Chen Changming began to cheer up the native army: "For a long time, the Han people have ruled our natives and oppressed our natives. The Han people occupy the best natives and eat the best food, but they still peep into the pitiful wealth of our natives. ”

"Nuwa Niangniang created all ethnic groups of human beings to divide the world equally. Now that the Han people are insatiable, we natives have no choice but to rebel. We only need Yunnan alone, we just want to control our own destiny. ”

But the Han court did not agree. The Han court sent the devil Zhu Demon King to exterminate our natives. ”

"Are you willing to be enslaved by the Han Chinese? Are you willing to be killed by the Han Chinese? Are you willing to give up what you have? Would you rather your wives and daughters be humiliated by the Han Chinese? ”

"No, we have to resist, we have to survive......"

"I fought with the Han people ......"

The natives were swept away by Chen Changming's excitement, as if they had been injected with hormones, and instantly became highly motivated and full of fighting spirit.

"The Han people blocked the way to the east, burned our grain and grass, and cut off our checkpoint back to Lufeng. The Han people are going to starve us to death! ”

"Horizontal and vertical is death, not as good as the Han people fighting ......" Chen Changming waved his hand and shouted: "Sons, rush through the old crow pass, we can live, rush ......"

The natives screamed and rushed towards the Old Crow Pass.

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Zhu Shunming held the newly developed arquebus, holding his breath and aiming at the natives at the front.

This gun was mentioned by Zhu Shunming when he chatted with Sun Yuanhua when he was in Shandong.

Compared to the arquebus of the Ming Dynasty, this gun is more refined.

The dense walnut butt, the elongated barrel, the spiral rifling, the ingenious arquebus and firing mechanism...... Not so much a weapon as an elaborate craft.

This gun embodies the most advanced conception and the most exquisite craftsmanship of the Ming Dynasty, and is arguably the most exquisite weapon of this era.

800 meters...... 600 meters...... 500 meters...... 450 meters...... 400 meters......

Through the crosshair on the barrel, Zhu Shunming could see that the feathers on the head of the Turen who rushed to the front were trembling, and the muscles on the Turen's face twitched sharply from the violent running.

Judging by his sturdy figure, resolute expression, and indomitable spirit, he must be one of the few warriors among the natives.

"Bang ......"

Zhu Shunming pulled the trigger. The spark ignited the refined black powder in the barrel of the gun, and the gas expanded dramatically, instantly propelling the lead bullet with a groove like a horn in front of it.

The lead bullet was instantly forced, and the tail expanded at once, clinging to the barrel, sealing the hot and expanding gas in the barrel.

The lead bullet swirled violently through the barrel of the gun, and with the fiery temperature and huge kinetic energy, it instantly drilled into the head of the native warrior.

Under the rapid inertia and huge blow, the native warrior raised his head violently, fell backwards, and continued to rush forward, but his steps were out of control and could not continue to move.

"Bang ......"

The native warrior leaned back and fell heavily to the ground, a huge blood hole in his head, gurgling and bleeding, his body was still convulsing, but he was no longer breathing.

Zhu Shunming seemed to have found the feeling of sniping, holding the gun and reluctant to let go, constantly loading, aiming, and shooting.

After shooting more than a dozen natives with significant targets in a row, Zhu Shunming reluctantly put down his gun, turned his head and said to the stunned Peng Canglang: "This is the correct way to fight, this is the essence of the Ming Dynasty." ”

Daming is not full of talented and learned people, there is no shortage of ingenious people, there is no lack of skilled craftsmen, what is lacking is a good system, a good leader.

Once the thousands of years of talent of the Han people are twisted into a rope, the power that bursts out will be huge.

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The natives, who had no way out, rushed to the Crow Pass one after another, leaving behind piles of thicker and thicker corpses under the narrow Crow Pass.

The rest of the natives trampled on the corpses of their compatriots and continued to pound on the only glimmer of hope.

Rush through the Crow Pass and you can live. Every native holds such hopes.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

The narrow terrain of Lao Crow Pass determined that the natives could not have too many warriors to attack each time. As if adding fuel to the fuel, the natives kept attacking, falling again, attacking again, and falling again......

The natives attacked fiercely, and the Han people defended with ease.

After two hours of fierce fighting, the corpses piled up by the natives under the Crow Pass were almost level with the walls of the Crow Pass. The natives only need to climb the corpse pile and step on the corpses of their compatriots, and they can jump directly onto the city wall and engage the Han people in close combat.

I saw hope.

The natives attacked more ferociously and more imposingly.

Zhu Shunming put down the arquebus, picked up his special mace, and served as a reserve at the head of the city, occasionally hammering and killing a few particularly fierce native generals.