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The Houjin camp, the flames soared into the sky, the screams and wails of people and horses, the sound of explosions, the sound of burning, and the sound of collision were weaving, which seemed incompatible with this bright starry sky. ⑤???? Read the latest chapters of the book

Huang Taiji closed his eyes in pain, imagining this kind of consequence, but he didn't expect that the reality was more cruel than he imagined, and the realistic scene was beyond the limit of his imagination.

The firelight, húnluàn, smoke, and coughing, have completely lost control of this big camp, and the hot air balloons of the Ming Dynasty have been scattered in all directions, lighting fires everywhere with the light of the fire on the ground, and all the things that can be ignited and those that cannot be ignited have been ignited.

Some people are carrying prepared buckets and basins to extinguish the fire, and a basin of water is poured on the fire, but it does not extinguish the fire, but it grows bigger, and the fire is still burning enchantingly on the water, rapidly devouring everything that can be burned.

"Ahem......"

"Ahem......"

More and more people coughed, not only the smoke from the burning of the camp, but also the stars in the air, constantly throwing down things that caused people to cough, and the entire camp was completely luàn.

"Ahem...... Report cough cough ...... Sweating profusely, water can't extinguish the fire, cough cough...... Water poured on the fire, but it fueled the fire, cough cough cough ...... "A Tartar leader who participated in the fire extinguishing has been smoked until his face is black, his eyes are red, and he coughs violently, but except for his cough, which is relatively clear, in this fire-heavy night, everything else is not so clear.

"How so? How so? "Huang Taiji is already demented, Huang Taiji has imagined the worst consequences, ready to grit his teeth and resist hard, but the reality is still beyond the limit of his imagination, water can't extinguish the fire, that is, the fire can only keep burning, and this smoke, maybe it is the smoke from his own camp, or maybe it is the smoke thrown down by the people of the Ming Dynasty, in short, this camp is about to be uncontrollable.

Fan Wencheng was also dumbfounded, is there still fire in the world that is not afraid of water? He had already seen the fire extinguishing from a distance, and the scene of the water pouring more and more was deeply engraved into his soul, and I am afraid that he will never forget this strange thing in his life.

"Report cough, cough, cough, cough, the grain and grass are burned, sweat...... Water can't extinguish fire, food and grass...... The grain and grass are finished...... Ahem...... "There was another person who reported the situation, and this person was also coughing incessantly, and his voice was full of despair.

"How so? How so? Huang Taiji kept repeating this sentence, because he inhaled the smoke, and coughed, and the more he spoke, the more he coughed.

"Report cough ......, report ...... Khan, cough cough, the Ming Dynasty people blew up the horse fence, the horse was frightened, and it was bumped around, and it couldn't be managed, cough cough...... The Great Khan ...... "For a time, all the news was bad news, so bad that it couldn't be worse."

In the dark night, the neighing of horses, accompanied by the sound of explosions, the roar of people was particularly desolate, and the horses rushing everywhere made this large camp close to collapse no longer controllable.

"Great Khan, let's leave, in this big camp, I can't stay anymore, if I don't go, if I don't burn to death, I will have to smoke to death......" Fan Wencheng also coughed violently a few times, and tried his best to persuade him.

Huang Taiji's persistence is not without benefits, for example, the people who report the situation to him now can at least come to him, but in case Huang Taiji leaves, where can he find someone at night in this kind of húnluàn? Once Huang Taiji moved, the entire camp could be regarded as a complete collapse. The latest and fastest update of this book comes from du58.

"Great Khan, let's go"

"Great Khan, it's too late to leave......"

"Master......"

The people around Huang Taiji tried their best to persuade him.

Huang Taiji's heart is dripping blood, and he wants to withdraw, but how can he withdraw? In this way, there is fire everywhere, smoke everywhere, and at the moment of the order, the whole camp will collapse immediately, and once the order is given, everyone will trample on each other and push each other, those who are injured, trampled, and blown up, as well as those who were injured before, and those who are unable to move, I am afraid that they will all die and retreat, this order is not easy to make

Bitter, even more bitter, in the dark, Huang Taiji closed his eyes again, a deep sense of powerlessness, heavy pressure, so that Huang Taiji could no longer hold his back straight.

All kinds of things kept falling from the sky, some exploded, some were angry, some were smoking, and on this big camp, they kept setting off death and fear.

……

Amin led a large group of men and horses, and walked out of the camp, facing the pitch-black, abyss-like ground in front of him, Amin rode his horse, and made several laps on the spot, go, or not? Even though Amin is known as a tendon-like fierce general, he can't stop being terrified in the face of the darkness like an abyss. ,

The rumbling hooves of the horses still resounded on the ground where there was fire on one side and the abyss on the other.

……

Lying in the pit dug by himself, like those Ming Dynasty soldiers in the camp, quietly admiring the bright starry sky that has never been seen since ancient times, the rising stars, extraordinarily bright, the Tartar camp that rose on fire, it looked extraordinarily demonic, as if some monster was raging, Ermáo looked at it quietly, and it seemed extraordinarily calm.

The second máo received a military order to intercept the Tartars who had come to sabotage the hot gas liftoff. The two máo people are very simple, and the method of interception is also very simple, and there are only two military orders issued.

First: Dig a pit and bury yourself.

Second: Each pit is seventy paces apart, and when the Tartar comes, everyone else is your enemy except himself, and he has no need to think about anything else except the grenade that he has no scruples about going out, until there is no movement outside.

After giving these two orders, Ermáo took the lead and dug a pit closest to the Tartar camp and buried himself in it, and the other soldiers did not complain when they saw that the official was taking the lead, and dug a pit and buried himself. Ermáo's deputy, with the rest of the soldiers, set up a final line of defense close to the hot air balloon.

One pit after another, forming an extremely widely spread line of defense.

The second máo is ready to be a dead soldier, and death is not seen in the eyes of the second máo.

In this pit, in addition to Ermáo, there were several other soldiers, who also followed Ermáo, drilled into this pit, and after digging, they covered it with wooden planks to leave a space, and sat in the pit to watch this rare and spectacular scene.

"There is a situation" In the darkness, there was a dense sound of horses' hooves, and Ermáo immediately became alert, and the soldiers in this pit immediately calmed down, mō roped, and put his hand in a position where he could get the grenade. Nimáo immediately pulled the planks together, almost completely covering the mouth of the pit.

"Don't be nervous, let the tartars go over, and wait for the cannon to fire......" Ermáo repeated Jiāo's previous words again, unusually calm. The book is updated in real time DU(5) 8.сΟm

A few of the soldiers who had a pit with two máo listened, gradually relaxed, and the hand holding the grenade was released again.

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The team led by Amin, stumbling out of the camp, on the way, people kept falling, falling off their horses, before they could shout, they had been trampled into ròu mud by the horses behind, the team repeatedly stopped and walked, and had to light torches, and finally mō roped out of a distance, looking, it seemed that it was not far from the place where the hot air balloons were released in the Ming Dynasty.

Seeing that he was about to reach the fiery place of the Ming Dynasty, Amin's heart was only slightly better, but he had not encountered the interception of the Ming Dynasty, and Amin's heart hung in the air again.

……

"Fire ......" shouted in the darkness of the night, a voice full of rage, piercing the darkness.

With it was the sound of cannon fire.

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

After a few cannon shots, someone in Houjin's army immediately fell to the ground, luàn formed a ball, and the burning torches also became the best target.

From the ground, countless grenades were suddenly thrown, one after another, in a steady stream.

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

"Boom...... Boom ......"

A burst of explosions that were a hundred times denser than the cannon sound just now sounded in this dark night, and the long dragon that was still a torch just now fell in an instant, and a miserable cry sounded.

The grenades did not stop with the miserable screams, but continued to emerge from the ground. Continue to explode one after another with a hundredfold explosion......

In an instant, the long dragon of torches disappeared, and the dense explosion overwhelmed everything, and except for the explosion, no longer heard the roar of the horses, the wails of extreme pain.

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The camp of the Ming Dynasty, with this dense roar.

"Oh......"

Many soldiers stood up nervously, this explosion, which was relatively close to the camp, could be seen very clearly, and the sound of such a dense explosion was really surprising

"Sit down, be quiet"

"Sit down, be quiet," immediately shouted a stern order, this "oh", it was too neat, it was too loud.

The soldier immediately quieted down and sat down immediately, and after this moment of dense explosion, the place was still dark, and there seemed to be nothing.

After a long silence, the camp began to hear the sound of "whispering" again.

"nǎinǎi bear, whose firecrackers are set off during the New Year, I'm afraid that there will be 3,000 rings......",

"Three thousand rings for the New Year, I'm afraid it won't sound like this, right?" In the dark, I don't know who is talking, but the comments on the violent explosion just now obviously aroused everyone's interest.

"Three thousand rings? Why are there five thousand rings......" Someone said, and the whispering voice was full of incomparable jī movement.

"Whose 5,000 rings have such a sound? What's your house? "Some people still think that 5,000 rings to describe this kind of scene is still not enjoyable.

"Come on, don't have 5,000 rings, if you want to be able to put it like this during the New Year, 10,000 rings is worth it," someone said in an envious tone.

“…… Well, I think, let's not fight, let's think about how many Tartar heads you can get this time......"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately got the envy of many people, so dense, the explosion sound comparable to the 10,000 firecrackers for the New Year, there must be a lot of heads, even if it is ten rings of nòng for one head, this head, it has to pull several big cars.

As soon as these words came out, more people's eyes began to light up, and the spitting increased, and the sound of swallowing and spitting increased.

……

Amin looked at this moment of brilliance in despair, is this still in the world? This must be hell, the three hundred horsemen who went to explore the way, at this moment, were swallowed up by the night, and the fire dragon that had just had a pile of torches can no longer be seen, except for a few scattered torches still burning, the fire dragon has been swallowed up by this darkness.

Amin didn't rush directly, rushed halfway, and asked people to come forward to explore the way, and observed the situation in the back, Amin knew that the Ming Dynasty would definitely intercept him, and he would definitely intercept him with grenades, but he didn't expect that the Ming Dynasty people used grenades to be so fierce that the people and horses he sent out to explore the way were swallowed up in an instant.

The horse Amin was riding, although it was a pretty good horse, but in the face of such a violent explosion, it also seemed restless, constantly spinning, as if it didn't want to stay here, Amin was trying his best to control the horse, not letting the horse get out of control, and the whole person's face appeared with extreme fear. Fortunately, after that momentary explosion, the torch behind Amin was immediately extinguished, for fear of attracting grenades and cannons from the Ming Dynasty, in the dark, even if Amin was afraid and scared, no one saw it.

"Master, there must be an ambush of the Ming Dynasty underground, do you want to dig them out?" A minion was also very frightened, glad that he didn't take a step forward just now, and the person who stepped forward before was probably dead in the face of this dense explosion.

Amin pulled the horse as hard as he could, looking at the abyss-like darkness in front of him, he didn't have the courage to face this darkness anymore, and the camp in the distance was already burning to the sky, and it was also destroying his psychology.

"Master, otherwise, let's take a detour, it is impossible for the Ming Dynasty to have ambushes everywhere." The other minion also said with a look of fear that such a fierce style of play also made this minion afraid, but the night covered everyone's fear.

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Houjin Daying.

This dense explosion also destroyed the hearts of Huang Taiji and others, such a dense explosion was by no means a firecracker, and the silence after the instant flash also destroyed Huang Taiji's last psychological defense.

"Order, withdraw from the camp immediately, withdraw from the camp immediately......" Huang Taiji shouted hoarsely, all hopes were dashed, it was time to withdraw from the camp, with the shouting, it was a constant cough, Huang Taiji, who had inhaled the smoke, had to arch his back and cough with all his might.

"The Great Khan has an order, immediately withdraw from the camp"

"Sweating profusely...... Immediately withdraw from the camp" The military order was accompanied by coughing, and it kept ringing.

Huang Taiji's orders began to sound constantly in this collapsed camp. And the big camp, which was already húnluàn, was not presentable, with fireworks, coughing, colliding, roaring, miserable wails, and explosions all overlapping, and jiāo sounded a song of death.

Although the military order to retreat has been issued, in the face of such a large battalion, the implementation of this military order is not so ideal.

Smoke, coughing, fire, explosions, roaring and shouting had already stirred up the camp. With the issuance of the order to retreat, there was a curse, and some of the injured, incapacitated people, watched the people around them run away from the camp one by one, and never came back, except for angry scolding and begging, they could only curse.

"Blow the trumpet...... Ahem...... Blowing the horn ......" Huang Taiji coughed for a while, and then added his orders again, he couldn't care about anything anymore, whether he lived or died, it depended on his own life, he couldn't control the situation anymore. ,

"Quick, quick, quick, blow the trumpet...... blow the trumpet of retreat, blow the trumpet of retreat......"

The horn, which has always been very poignant, sounded, but this time the horn is obviously different from the past, this is not an offensive horn, but it is not quite like a retreating horn, this intermittent horn sound, what is the meaning of the message?

The intermittent sound of the horn, after blowing a breath, finally came out of a continuous horn, and the people of Houjin affirmed that this was the horn of retreat......

……

Amin was hesitating whether to make a detour, or rather, to continue feeding the population to this abyss, and the intermittent sound of the horn interrupted Amin's thoughts, and Amin thought about it for a while, and immediately hit his horse and went back, not daring to stay in front of this abyss of death for a few more moments.

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The camp of the Ming army.

Qin Liang yù has been watching the whole spectacle, watching the starlight rise, watching the Tartar camp blazing in the sky, looking at the "10,000" firecrackers, and then listening to this unconventional horn, full of emotion, this is still the unbeatable, beating the Ming Dynasty hundreds of thousands of horses and horses to lose their armor Tartar? At this moment, where is the Tartar camp, I'm afraid it's already a hell, this fire is really fierce.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Tartars have already retreated, and probably don't want to camp anymore......" Qin Liang said with a sigh after sighing.

Around Qin Liangyù, gathered all the big and small generals, all together to watch the most spectacular scene for thousands of years, in the hearts of individuals, all rose in a different mood, it was too violent, there was no chance to fight back, everyone's perception of the world, world view, all underwent tremendous changes.

"Congratulations to the commander-in-chief, today's battle, the commander-in-chief won a beautiful victory, won a great victory at a very small cost, this battle, will go down in history, the name of the commander-in-chief, talk about the ...... of history forever, hmm...... Sometime...... War is no longer an earthly thing...... "Máo Wenlong said with emotion, with the tragic situation of the Tartars tonight, in the future war, we must have to consider a heavenly problem, those who can't go to the sky, or the country, or the dynasty, in the face of the Ming Dynasty's way of fighting, will have no power to fight back, and an era will be opened under the bright starlight tonight.

"Congratulations to the commander-in-chief,...... Well, now that the Tartars have withdrawn, this battalion is obviously gone, commander-in-chief, so should we chase it? Man Gui also looked at this spectacular process with a shocked face, his heart was full of jī feelings, and when he heard the sound of the horn, he knew that the Tartar was going to retreat, and hurriedly asked.

"Forget it, this black light is blinding, and it's not cheap to catch up, but it's a pity that it's ......, let's wait until the hot air balloon is finished......" Qin Liang said. At this moment, the hot air balloon in front has finished throwing out the bullets and began to fly into the distance, and the one behind is still taking off.

Everyone was silent again, watching quietly, waiting for the hot air balloons to take off.

"Máo Shuai is right, since today's war, in addition to the land, you must also guard against the sky, in the future, this air force will definitely shine, my lord Shengming ......" Qin Liang yù was surging in his heart, and he would comment on the first merit of today's battle based on Máo Wenlong's previous words.