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In the thick fog, the Qing soldiers wrapped their cotton clothes tightly, but they still couldn't get a trace of warmth.

He is a soldier of the Eight Banners garrison in Jingzhou, and it has been half a year since he came to the battlefield in eastern Zhejiang, and more than half of the people in the Niu Lu to which he belonged in half a year left the dead bodies outside Hangzhou, and then were poured oil by the Ming army and burned into ashes into fertilizer in the soil, as for those who survived, like he is now, curled up in the waterlogged trenches, enduring the cold and damp and reminiscing about those bloody memories, waiting for the attack of the Ming army.

This is the Hangzhou defense line that Sabusu painstakingly operates.

The first line of defense of the Qing army on the battlefield in eastern Zhejiang, from Pengbu in the east to Gudang in the west, a series of trenches, countless pillboxes, horse rejections, traps, all kinds of new and old-style defense facilities, formed a semicircular stretch of defense line, blocking the outside of Hangzhou, blocking the way for the Ming army to attack outward.

I have to say that the Qing army at this time and the Qing army one hundred and fifty years later are really not at the same level at all.

It's a real line of defense.

Even after Yang Wang Ye saw it, he admitted that his opponent was very level, and without knowing what trench warfare was, Sabu Su used half a century of experience in conquest to build a defense line that even if it was a modern army, it had to be dealt with carefully. And such a line of defense Sabu Su actually built three, the second is the Jiaxing Huzhou defense line, the third is the Wuxi Chengjiang line, all based on the trenches, this is the best way to defend against the Ming artillery fire, only hiding in the trenches can withstand the terrible artillery fire, standing on the ground no one can withstand the attack of the Ming army, even if it is a fortress.

In fact, Yang Wang Ye also admitted that he had to bear a lot of losses to break through this line of defense, even if the Qing army on this line of defense only had front-loading smoothbore guns and bows and arrows, because the Ming army's firepower advantage and advance speed were offset by the trenches, and they could only rush forward against the bullets and arrows of the Qing army's smoothbore guns, even if the real aiming range of these things was only a few tens of meters, then when rushing through these dozens of meters, the Ming army would also have to kill a large number of people.

In that case, then don't blame him for being polite.

"Knock, knock......"

The dull sound of war drums suddenly sounded.

Haidu screamed and jumped up almost subconsciously, then reached out and took the self-generated musket beside him, took out a bullet that was close to his body, bit open the paper packet, first poured a little gunpowder into the medicine pool, then loaded the remaining gunpowder from the muzzle, loaded it with a round lead projectile and tamped it with a strip, and then extended the muzzle of the gun out of the front of the firing port.

Well, they already have paper-shell bullets.

This thing is not high-tech, even if they can see it in the Ming army, not to mention that there is a genius like Dai Zi to serve them, with the full support of Kang Mazi, the new flintlock pistols and paper shell bullets have been heavily equipped with the main force of the front-line Eight Banners. However, these guns and bullets are made in the south of the Yangtze River, especially in Suzhou, using developed handicrafts, so the proportion of the eight banners stationed in Beijing in the north is far less than here, but fortunately, Kang Mazi is also purchased from the Dutch and Portuguese at a high price, although the sea route is not passable, but land transportation is still possible.

"Quick, the thieves are coming!"

Niu Lu shouted not far away.

Those Qing troops who were suffering in the muddy trenches like Haidu all picked up their weapons in a panic and prepared to meet the enemy, eight banner flintlock pistols, green camp arquebuses and bows and arrows, and even local regimental training Yong battalions with broadswords and spears, and at this moment, on the long defense line from Pengbu to Banshan, the same drums sounded in the fog opposite, and tens of thousands of Qing troops all entered a state of imminent battle.

The drumming continues.

But there was no trace of the Ming army.

In the trenches that stretched for more than ten miles, all the Qing troops were waiting with fear.

A strange sound came faintly, as if something heavy was rolling slowly on the ground, but the fog was so great that no one could see what was gradually approaching, and this feeling made all the Qing soldiers in the trenches have a creepy feeling, as if a group of mysterious beasts were taking heavy steps, opening their mouths towards them in the mist.

Suddenly, the strange sound disappeared.

All the Qing troops subconsciously held their breath.

At this moment, a strange breaking of the air suddenly sounded, but it was not a cannonball, the sound was very soft, very slow, completely different from the rapid sound of the cannonball, but it was like the sound of a heavy object such as a rock being thrown out by manpower, but before the Qing army could understand, in the fog behind them, a series of fires suddenly flashed, and then a huge explosion also came intensively, but the explosion point was at least a dozen feet away from them, and it would not cause any damage at all.

At this moment, all the Qing troops were stunned.

They don't understand why the Ming army is not shelling, and they don't understand why the Ming army is behind them. Mistargeted? But it seems that the shells of the Ming army have always been very accurate.

But no matter why, the Ming army continued to project this strange thing called a cannonball behind them, and the flames of the explosion continued to shine behind the Qing army's defense line, and soon the Qing army became a spectator of the bustle, after all, this kind of bustle is not common, but they did not find that in the slight northeast wind, the dense fog that moved slowly with the wind, the color seemed to be quietly changing, until the sensitive sense of smell Haidu was the first to notice that something was wrong.

"My lord, why is this fog a little choking?"

He coughed.

"Haven't you smelled the smoke?"

Niu Lu who was not far away scolded, but as soon as he finished speaking, because he suddenly inhaled a faint yellowing mist, he immediately coughed violently, and then coughed more and more fiercely, and even his eyes began to be hot, and tears and snot kept pouring out, and at this time Niu Lu also found out that something was wrong.

"This fog, this fog is poisonous."

He clutched his chest and coughed like crazy and said with difficulty.

But unfortunately, he found it too late, the color of the mist that came with the wind was getting closer and closer to yellow-green, and more and more Qing soldiers coughed desperately after inhaling this mist, and Haidu, who was the first to find that it was wrong, even coughed so much that he couldn't stand up, just like a patient with an asthma attack, coughing like a boiled prawn curled up on the ground, tears and snot gushing out wildly, and constantly vomiting pink sputum, and even obvious eyes were scattered, paralyzed on the ground and twitched weakly.

Soon, more and more Qing soldiers, like him, fell in the slow-moving yellow-green mist.

Well, the murderous Yang Wang Ye finally used chlorine on the battlefield.

Just 300 meters opposite the Qing army's defense line were ancient trebuchets made of wood, and in the wooden bowls of the trebuchets were placed small special ye chlorine canisters, on which were strapped with bombs that lit the fuse. Because it was too troublesome to make du gas shells, so Yang Wangye simply played a simplified version, and asked Lin Qian to make a special gas tank containing ten kilograms of ye chlorine for him, tie a bomb containing five catties of black powder, and use a trebuchet to use the fog cover to throw it directly to the rear of the Qing army's defense line.

Because the distance between the Ming army and the wind speed are slow, when the chlorine gas floats to the Ming army, it is already very light, and it can basically be solved by casually covering the alkaline water towel.

It's just that the poor Qing army was unlucky, and tasted this cruel weapon two hundred years in advance, and the Ming army insidiously beat the war drum first to attract all the Qing troops into the trenches and concentrate, from Pengbu to Banshan, nearly 30,000 Qing troops fell into a hell of chlorine gas in this way in a dazed ignorance. They didn't know what it was, and they didn't know how to defend themselves, so they could only struggle desperately in this demonic strange mist, screaming in horror, and even trembling and kneeling on the ground begging for the imaginary demon, of course, everything was in vain, they could only cough and cry frantically and struggle step by step towards death.

At the same time, more than a hundred trebuchets of the Ming army were still throwing this simplified version of the duke bomb at their rear.

The chlorine canister that was shattered by the bomb continued to release this industrial raw material from three hundred years later, and the yellow-green duke gas mixed into the dense fog and moved slowly with the wind, enveloping all the Qing troops on the ground, and as their breath entered their lungs, it turned into hypochlorous acid and hydrochloric acid, burning like flames, destroying their respiratory system and taking away their lives.

The 30,000 Qing troops, the entire 30,000 Qing troops, were all shrouded in this terrifying poisonous fog.

Those Qing troops who struggled to run out of the trenches and tried to escape to the rear were also smoked on the way to escape, and those Qing troops who fled in the direction of the Ming army could not escape the diffuse poison, even if they escaped the poisonous fog, they soon hit the Ming defense line, and those like them, the Ming troops lying in the trenches were waiting with their guns outstretched, and any target that appeared in their field of vision would be shot mercilessly.

This frenzied killing continued until chlorine gas appeared on the Ming army's position, and it was finally over, those trebuchets stopped working, and the poisonous fog that filled the entire battlefield began to dissipate, but at the same time, another killing began.

"Get on the bayonet!"

"Get on the bayonet!"

……

In the trenches of the Ming army, an officer with a lye towel in his mouth and nose shouted with a saber in his hand.

And in front of them, the soldiers of the Ming army of the whole two infantry brigades, who also covered their mouths and noses with alkaline water towels, drew their three-edged zhui bayonets and put them on the muzzle of their rifles, and a few minutes later, with the order to charge, everyone rushed out of the trenches with shouts, and directly killed the Qing army defense line with their bayonet rifles, to complete the last step of this killing. (To be continued.) )