Although the three days of attack and defense caused Na Quillon to lose nearly 1,000 men and horses, don't forget that he led 15,000 soldiers and horses, and after deducting 1,000, there are still 14,000 soldiers and horses, at least in terms of numbers, compared to these two thief armies, it is indeed more than enough. 【】

Hearing the news of the attack on Fuzhou, he let the anger of three thousand anti-thieves drag here for a whole three days and finally broke through the surname of Li at once, and in a short time, Kui Lun made what he thought was the most correct choice, three thousand soldiers and horses went to meet the invading enemy, and led an army of 10,000 himself, intending to annihilate those anti-thieves who dared to go out of Yongchun City to fight with him in one fell swoop.

The result was not surprising at all, from the first shot to the end of the battle, no more than five minutes passed.

After this, after the Liang family army went out of the city gate, it formed a skirmish line under the city, and the Qing army on Kuilun's side relied on the strength of the crowd, in addition to leaving a thousand Chinese troops, nine thousand soldiers and horses were directly pressed on all in one breath, and the momentum was indeed vigorous enough.

The sound of footsteps shook the dust of the ground and floated into the air, and the wild grasses and shrubs were swaying their branches and leaves, and pairs of feet trampled on the ground, and pairs of hateful eyes looked at the figures under the walls in front of them that were as dark as demons in the night.

After three days of torture, that damn wall became an obstacle that the Qing soldiers could not cross, but now, the other party was so arrogant that he stupidly took the initiative to abandon the fortified city and stand under the wall instead, silently and silently provocative enough to make any self-respecting male surnamed ghost fire run wild, enough to make any trained soldier angry to explode.

The officers shouted loudly, using the temptation of money and women to boost the morale of these attackers, as if as long as they could trample those black-clad soldiers into mud, then the paradise of happiness was under their feet.

The soldiers listened to the promises of the officers, and the greedy sparkle in their bloodshot eyes was like leeches that had broken into the blood bank of a hospital in full armor. The snort was as heavy as an angry bull, and the frequency of their footsteps began to increase unconsciously and gradually.

On the other side, there was still a dead silence, as if those guys were just a bunch of shadows reflected by the sunlight on the city walls. Quillon sat firmly on the mount, seemingly leisurely playing with the horsewhip, but in fact his little heart was jumping wildly, hoping that the soldiers would be a little faster, a little faster, and that the thieves on the other side would not be intimidated by such a powerful force and retreat into the city, so that he would lose a golden opportunity to annihilate this army completely.

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On the city wall, from one end of the city wall to the other end of the city wall, all the mortars of the entire mortar battalion were neatly arranged, the shiny black cannon body, the shells that had been taken out of the ammunition box and placed neatly arranged next to it, and the artillerymen who had adjusted the range were also in a standby posture, silently waiting for the order to be given.

And under the wall, two thousand fierce soldiers wearing steel helmets and cold eyes, facing the enemy like a mountain and a sea, without the slightest fear, they went out of the city and stood under the wall, because they had infinite self-confidence and an incomparable thirst for victory.

With a command, all the soldiers lifted the rifles placed at their sides in unison, held the guns in both hands, and then as the order was given, they checked the magazines and magazines, the sound of the bolt and the grinding and clashing of the gun body became one, and then it stopped instantly, except for the commander's order and the movement of the gun parts, no one made a single noise, but from their bodies began to overflow a smell of gunsmoke and blood, It was as if the predatory beast had finished its claws and fangs, and began to observe the lamb that was about to be preyed upon with its bloodthirsty and greedy eyes.

Walking in the forefront is the elite warrior rattan soldier of the Qing soldiers, also known as the tiger soldiers, who are dressed like the tigers in the famous opera program of Wu Song fighting tigers in Peking Opera, holding a rattan card depicting evil beasts, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a group of clowns of an acrobatic troupe.

"Four hundred and fifty meters, four hundred meters! Raise your gun! As the commander's order was given, and at the sound of the commander's shouting, all the soldiers put their rifles on their shoulders in unison, and all of them moved with such skill and standard, only the sound of the friction of clothing and the shaking of their arms. The barrel of the gun was under the control of the soldier, forming a standard horizontal line, and when viewed from the side, it looked like a path made of steel. The index fingers of all the soldiers were already lightly pressed against the trigger of the rifle......

"Drums, cheers!" Kui Lun shouted loudly, and suddenly, the ten-sided cowhide drums placed in front of the camp began to let out a roar like a thunder god under the vigorous beating of those shirtless men, and the sound of the drums not only stimulated the nerves of the soldiers, but also stimulated their blood.

The Qing soldiers began to run forward with a loud voice, waving spears and swords in their hands, and inspiring their hearts with the howl of their father's death and mother's remarriage.

The earth-shattering sound of war drums could not shake the souls of the soldiers of the Liang family army, and their still clear eyes silently aimed at the gradually clear, distorted and hideous faces and the upper torsos covered in armor through the crosshairs, trying to make their breathing calm and powerful.

"Fire! ......" The commanders waved their command knives in their hands, and with the order, only the first word of the word fire penetrated into the ears of these soldiers, and the word fire was already torn apart by the pipe flames and the crisp sound of gunfire that erupted from the barrel of the gun.

Three hundred and fifty meters is almost an unattainable distance for bows and flintlocks, and firing at such a distance is of no use except for the old saying: "The blind man lights a lamp in vain."

However, for Liang Jiajun, who has already upgraded his weapons and has a rear-loading rifle, this distance is not for those soldiers who do not have a scope mounted on the ridge of the gun, there is no way to aim at a target at a distance of about 350 meters, but this distance is enough for the bullets fired by the rifle to cause effective damage to the enemy.

As long as you aim ahead and pull the trigger, the enemy group on the opposite side that is so dense that there is not the slightest gap will be a great giant target.

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The pipe flame side spat out the barrel of the gun, and the bullet screamed and pierced the enemy group in front of it, but the soldiers did not wait at all, the body of the gun was slightly tilted, the right hand pulled the bolt, ejected the cartridge case, loaded the bullet that popped into the magazine magazine, aimed again, and pulled the plate again in the sound of the password, and their every action was disassembled as accurate and exemplary as on the training ground, just like a killing machine with super precision, relentlessly harvesting the fresh life.

The pace of the nearly 10,000 Qing soldiers who rushed forward couldn't help but stagnate, and the screaming and falling soldiers in the front row made them tremble, and even some soldiers subconsciously rubbed their eyeballs, for fear that they were hallucinating, at such a distance, how could those thieves hurt their robes.

Under the urging of the officers, they began to accelerate again, and the bullets fired from the opposite side let them know that only by rushing to the enemy as soon as possible, the knives and spears in their hands could give those anti-thieves the most lethal damage, of course, the archers of the Great Qing Kingdom are not vegetarians, as long as they advance a distance of about one hundred and fifty steps, their dense projectiles will definitely make those anti-thieves suffer enough.

But unfortunately, just after stepping into the distance of more than two hundred steps, a trace of excitement appeared on the faces of those Qing soldiers, and they heard a roar from the opposite city wall, and then, from the city wall, a series of thunder began to be released, as if even the earth was shaking because of this, nearly a hundred mortars fired at the same time, so that the city wall was covered with a layer of spit white smoke in an instant, like an abyssal dragon was breathing into the sky. The screeching of the cannonballs almost drowned out all the sounds on the battlefield, and after the shells drew a beautiful parabola in the sky, they burst into red-black fireworks in the middle of the ranks of the Qing soldiers.

The shattered shell fragments, propelled by the terrible shockwave, frantically tore at everything that dared to stop them from scattering, and the heat of the blazing black-red flames instantly curled and scorched the blades of grass and clothing in the vicinity.

The violent roar of the shell explosion was like the simultaneous cry of tens of millions of people, tearing at the eardrums of those Qing soldiers. The sudden artillery fire made all the Qing soldiers stunned, fear had just risen from the bottom of their hearts, and a gloomy and dull thunder made their hearts float thick despair again.

Then, the artillery fire seemed to never stop frantically pouring cannonballs towards the Qing soldiers, and the Qing soldiers who rushed through the rain of bullets ran wildly, for fear that those shells that were more terrible than the lava of the eighteen layers of hell would fall on their heads, tearing themselves apart, and there were no corpses, but when they broke through the blockade of the artillery fire, they saw that the barrels of the black holes were spewing dangerous and hideous pipe flames, almost non-stopping.

One bullet after another pierced through the fragile armor with a smile, burrowing into their limbs, chests and abdomen, causing streams of blood to burst out, and even the soldiers with shields were horrified to find that the originally strong shield in their hands was almost equivalent to a piece of paper with an astonishing thickness but still torn when stabbed in front of the terrifying penetration of the opponent's bullets.

"After this Qing army is over, there is nothing in Fujian that can stop our progress." The corners of Xie Yi's mouth showed a hint of a sinister smile, looking so hideous in the noisy artillery fire.

(To be continued)