A pair of patriotic soldiers descended along the east bank of the Yellow River and drove to the foot of the green mountains to begin the formation. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At the front is a row of wheelbarrows. Each wheelbarrow was equipped with a wooden shield five or six inches thick, and the front of the wooden shield was covered with iron and cowhide.

In the second row are archers, all Manchurian bows.

And then down came the armor.

First, the armor warriors who rode horses, and the horses were covered with armor on their bellies. This was followed by the walking armor.

The armor was followed by ordinary soldiers who were as black as ants.

Comparatively speaking, the main force of the Aixin National Battalion is much worse than the guard clothing of the Forward Battalion.

The guards of the forward battalion knew at a glance that it was the flag.

The main force of the battalion was dressed in a variety of colors, various colors and styles, and the only thing that was unified was a cluster of red tassels on the top of each person's head.

From a distance above the Yellow River, the troops of the patriotic country look like a piece of red sorghum that can walk.

Sun Dingliao's command position was on a raft on the Yellow River. There is a good viewing angle on this raft, and the position of the raft can be constantly adjusted as the people and horses of Aixinguo move.

The signal soldiers on the raft nervously communicated with all directions through the flags.

The staff headquarters is located on the west bank of the Yellow River, and there are observation points on the top of Qingshanzui Mountain, the floating island camp, and even the halfway slope of Qingshan. The information was constantly gathered on this raft on the Yellow River, and various orders were continuously transmitted from this raft to all corners.

The first point of attack of the coalition forces was chosen at a narrow dirt slope at the foot of the green hills. The east side of the soil slope is bare rock, and the west side of the rock is shallow water.

The allied forces dug several trenches here, and in some places the trenches were shallow enough to hit stones, and the allied forces led the water of the Yellow River into the ditch.

It is said to be a ditch, but in fact, it is more appropriate to say that it is a pit. The long and short puddles intertwine with each other, completely cutting off this section of the slope.

Sun Dingliao arranged a detachment of men and horses here.

The wheelbarrow of Ai Xinguo creaked close to the predetermined position, and the sound of a row of bird guns sounded in the defenders.

The wheelbarrow was not affected at all, and it still creaked upwards.

The road narrowed, and the wheelbarrows changed from one row to two.

The armor soldier riding the horse behind simply drove the horse down the river and waded through the water.

The archers behind the wheelbarrow fired a volley of heavy arrows, which popped in front of and behind the trench.

The cavalry warriors crossed the shield cart from the shallow water, and a dozen horsemen suddenly accelerated straight at the defenders.

The defenders turned around and ran, running so fast that their shoes flew and fell straight into the Yellow River.

As always, Nicham is Nicham, a pustule.

On the outside, it looks like the light is bright and bright, and it breaks when you squeeze it slightly, and it is so disgusting that you want to vomit.

The horsemen rushed to the front of the trench and reined in their horses and wandered back and forth.

One of the defenders had just climbed out of a puddle when he was escaping.

The horseman coldly drew his bow and aimed it at him.

The defenders, covered in yellow mud across the three trenches, immediately threw away their guns and raised their hands straight above their heads.

This is the standard posture invented by the coalition forces to voluntarily lay down their arms and stop resisting: to minimize their possible threat to the enemy in exchange for the adversary to reduce their hostility.

But the defender did too hard, and his posture was more stiff and less graceful.

The horseman contemptuously lowered his bow and arrows.

The wheelbarrows swarmed in, and the horsemen gave way.

The soldiers of Aixin unloaded all kinds of dirt bags from the small cart and threw them into the puddle, splashing yellow mud soup with a puff.

"Boom!"

The muffled roar of the tiger squat cannon sounded behind the side of the crowd of Aixinguo.

The defenders who raised their hands in surrender turned around and ran away with a strange scream, and they ran so embarrassed that they used their hands and feet together, rolling and crawling.

The armor soldiers sitting on their horses and the wheelbarrow riders who were working hard were all down.

The Aixin soldier who was fortunate to still be standing turned his head to look for it, only to see a cloud of white smoke slowly rising from the dirt slope of the mid-mountain fifty feet away.

"Boom!"

Twenty feet back from the position of the white smoke just now, and at a more awkward angle, a puff of white smoke rose directly from the dirt slope.

At such a close distance, it was fired from behind the buttocks, and there was no one in front of the trench that was lively just now.

Between the two puffs of white smoke came a straw man on the ground, crying and jumping behind the stones.

Niu Lu, who was supervising the battle behind, gave an order, and the soldiers of Aixinguo, who were not wearing armor, rushed towards the stone angrily.

It was a large rock, so big that it stretched all the way to where the coalition forces were digging a trench.

The soldiers of Aixin took a ladder and climbed this rock when they saw it.

Six or seven bird guns stretched out from the top of the rock, almost holding the head of the soldier at the top of the ladder of the Aixin people.

When the Western smoothbore guns lined up to shoot, the officers demanded that the soldiers could see the white eyes of the enemy before firing, and the bird-gunners of the third battalion on the top of the big rock even saw the throat and eye of the opponents of Aixinguo when they opened fire.

"Thunderbolt-",

"Thunderbolt-",

The bullet entered through the shoulder, leaving a wound the size of cotton, like a pentagram.

The person who was shot on the human ladder did not say a word, as if he had been hit head-on with a stick, and his head rushed back and fell down, and the human ladder collapsed suddenly.

Then the stones the size of the old bowl gurgled and rolled down.

Niu Lu really calmed down and organized the second attack.

The archers in the middle covered, and the two were copied.

When the soldiers of the Aixin Kingdom triumphantly stood on the big rock, there was not even a ghost shadow behind the stone.

Seven or eight veterans of the third battalion of Liaodong followed the path of the beast behind the big rock, and had slipped out to the river beach three hundred feet behind the trench.

The veteran was carrying the bird's hammer upside down, and he didn't even want to waste time to glance behind him, and ran as hard as he could, and after a while he couldn't see.

The vanguard soldiers of the Aixin Kingdom began to clean up the corpses in front of the trenches, and the long red sorghum procession stopped.

Niu Lu really found the two gun positions just now.

The two gun emplacements are mounds, like the graves of the Han people, and if you don't pay attention to it, you won't find that it is actually new soil.

The side of the grave facing the trench was torn open with a black hole, as if a dead man had crawled out of the grave.

Digging through the mouth of the black hole, the soldiers raised two wooden cannons pressed under the thick soil.

Each cannon was three feet long and was made of wooden stakes of cypress trees. The stake is cut in the middle to make a two-inch diameter breech, and behind the stake is a solid root. The outside of the wooden cannon is tightly clamped with iron wire, and there are a total of seven hoops before and after. The muzzle of the gun has been blown and can no longer be used.

Apparently the two wooden cannons were buried in the mound beforehand, and even the muzzles of the cannons were sealed with mounds, and weeds were camouflaged on the mounds.

Judging from the excavated hole, the wooden cannon buried in the mound had already calculated the angle, and the muzzle of the cannon was pointing in the direction of the trench.

Niu Lu Ezhen observed the captured wooden cannons several times, and made sure that the two wooden cannons really did not have a fire door for ignition.

There is no fire gate, where did this wooden cannon buried in the ground ignite the fire?

Just one gunner, who was spotted between two guns. So how did he set both wooden cannons on fire in such a short period of time?