The North Korean people, who were used as cannon fodder, did not go fast.

Therefore, the artillery regiment battalion of Zhujiazhuang was able to calmly line up. After the artillery team was set up, a simple wall was built with sandbags as a barrier. For most of the year, the exercises spent on shells and expenses, coupled with the crazy spending and high welfare treatment, allowed these artillerymen who were of the same heart as Zhu Zilong to quickly arrange their positions. There is an X, follow the orders!

"Artillery team, maximum distance, ready to shoot, ready!" Zhu Zilong once again reiterated the order.

If the cannon fodder in front of them was the people of the Ming Dynasty, maybe some soldiers in Zhujiazhuang would still have some unbearable faces. However, because they are only the people of North Korea, in this era of helping relatives and not helping them, the soldiers of the Zhu family army did not hesitate much.

Rumble!

Zhu Zilong shouted resolutely in his mouth, but there was still some sadness in his heart, and his eyes were closed when the saber was swung down.

As the first Napoleonic artillery took the lead, dozens of artillery sounds sounded one after another.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

Dozens of solid black shells quickly fell in the middle of the crowd of North Korean people, like ploughing, and the continuous impact tore open a bloody gap. Immediately, screaming all the time!

"At 1,500 meters, the crowd is moving slowly, and the angle of the artillery group has been adjusted." On Zhu Zilong's side, the soldiers were ordered to report the number loudly.

Zhu Zilong waved his left hand out and signaled to continue firing.

Suddenly, the artillery in front of them spat out fiery snakes again. The muzzle of the cannon protruded with flames, and the relentless shells flew out of the barrel of the cannon and flew towards the North Korean people who would rather be urged forward by the leather whip behind them than dare not turn back to resist.

Perhaps, as civilians, they are helpless to attack the army, just to survive.

They are very innocent, but a person who gives up his fate to the hand, no matter how innocent, is also a pitiful person, there must be something hateful!

Zhu Zilong has compassion for them, but it does not mean that he will be sympathetic to the brain-dead to the point of being a virgin!

It was another collective shelling, and Zhu Zilong could clearly see it in the telescope, a large number of shells tumbling and jumping in the crowd, and the clumsy dodges were overturned to the ground, holding their broken legs and screaming.

The fallen person was trampled by countless feet, and gradually lost his breath, leaving only a corpse that was still wriggling and twitching.

They were shelled twice, and there were countless casualties, but these North Korean people still cried forward, but they did not dare to resist the Houjin soldiers backwards.

It's hopeless!

Zhu Zilong shook his head, thinking that he would give them one last chance. Just once!

As a result, the angle of the artillery team began to rise a little, so that the focus could be on the Houjin soldiers who were standing later, and the North Korean people would receive a little less shells.

"Fire!"

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

Dozens of Napoleon guns opened fire one after another, and the shells whizzed over the heads of the Korean people in front of them for more than two miles, and most of them smashed into the Qing troops at the rear of the ranks.

The cannonballs hit the wooden shields of these Qing soldiers with a whistling sound, and the wood fragments that were stirred up were very lethal. Some of the Qing soldiers screamed and rolled to the ground, with sharp wooden thorns stuck in their faces!

Some of the shells didn't hit any of their own targets, but they jumped and rolled violently on the ground, and if they were allowed to roll until they hit, they would at least end up with broken legs and bones. Very intimidating!

"Fire!" There was another roar from the Zhu family's artillery array.

Dozens of Napoleon artillery guns were fired one after another, and this time the results were even higher, and the Qing soldiers behind the wooden shields were killed and wounded one after another.

The high-precision artillery bombardment stopped most of the Qing soldiers behind them, and opened up a considerable distance from the Korean civilians running in front. Zhu Zilong's heart moved, and he picked up the megaphone and yelled at them: "If you don't want to die, run in both directions." ”

In those years, there were many North Koreans who could speak Da Ming, and most of them immediately understood, and the next minute, they ran in both directions.

As a result, the cannon fodder people in front of the Qing army immediately had little left, and the middle door was wide open.

The cold light in Zhu Zilong's eyes was dazzling: "Give me a hard shot, open fire!" ”

The Zhu family's musketeers, who had been hungry and thirsty for a long time, immediately picked up the powder guns in their hands. Aim and fire with the artillery team!

In the next second, the deafening sound of artillery and muskets rang out, and then, streams of blood appeared on the bodies of countless Qing soldiers not far away, and they staggered and were knocked to the ground one by one.

"Put!"

After the first row of the Zhu Jiajun retreated, the second row stepped forward, followed by the third row, and the three-stage queue shot the Wushuang mode, which was extremely majestic!

"Put!"

The Qing soldiers who were shot, the next second, the indescribable pain in their bodies made them roll on the ground and howl miserably, crying desperately.

"Put!"

The cold wind blew one after another, but it could not immediately blow away the smoke from the muzzle of the gunpowder. The pungent smell of gunpowder smoke harvests the lives of wild boar skins!

Of the hundreds of soldiers of the Qing army who were Amin's henchmen after the break, less than a hundred are still alive.

The rest of the people have been beaten, some people are holding their heads and running around, trying to find a place to cover up, and some people are screaming and rushing, and naturally they will die faster!

Ma Xiaosan and other captain-level leading officials, the laughter in their mouths continued: "Happy, happy!" ”

Zhu Zilong in the rear also showed a smile on his face: "The brothers played well!" ”

So far, the Ming army has suffered dozens of casualties at most, while the Qing army has suffered about 10,000 casualties. The strong and huge contrast finally made even Amin's henchmen and elite soldiers unable to stand it.

Their faces were shocked, and many were pale and full of fear, and there was no longer the arrogance of the past. Running backwards or back!

At this time, they were in a hurry like a lost dog, their banners were crooked, and their prestige was lost.

Not even a dog!

Ma Xiaosan smiled: "Jiannu is nothing more than that, I thought they had three heads and six arms." ”

On both sides, hundreds of cavalry of the Zhu family's army rolled over, rushing to chase the defeated Qing army.

There were only less than 100 Qing soldiers left, and when they saw that the cavalry of the Ming army was in hot pursuit, the smoke and dust were billowing behind, and I don't know how many people came. At the moment, there was even more fear in their hearts, and everyone was just desperately urging the horses under them. Some people don't have horses, and they are terrified!

The cavalry of the Zhu family army chased after them, first slashing and killing the Qing soldiers who had fallen behind, and then divided a team to find the remnants of the Qing cavalry in front!

Soon after, the last hundred or so elites of the Qing army were all killed.

There were also a few captured Qing army junior general-level officers, who were firmly tied to horses.

When he turned back to Zhu Zilong, Ma Sanjia, the captain of the cavalry, asked Zhu Zilong for instructions: "Chief, did these Qing army generals also cut off their heads on the spot?" ”

Zhu Zilong thought for a while and replied: "These wild boar skins dared to enter my Ming Dynasty to wreak havoc before, and they were not so cheap to let them die well." Just pull it back to offer a prisoner to the court, and then Ling X will be executed, in order to pay respect! ”

"Yes!" -

(To be continued.) )