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Dogs will jump over the wall when they are in a hurry, and people will be even crazier when they are in a hurry.

In the face of the ambush of the officers and soldiers and the fierce firearm strike, he not only did not lie on the ground like He Guoxian, the king of Shuntian, but became irritable.

As a bandit leader who has rebelled for many years, Wu Ziqiang's qualifications are very old, and he is not Luo Rucai's subordinate. He and Luo Rucai are actually allies, and although the bandits do not have a unified organization, they will always form some relatively stable alliances. Wu Ziqiang and Luo Rucai and other leaders of the Ninth Battalion are one alliance, and the Fifth Battalion of Huizuo is another alliance, Zhang Xianzhong also has an alliance, and Li Zicheng, who was previously beaten and wiped out, is another alliance.

Now the two alliances to which Zhang Xianzhong and Luo Rucai belong are united again, but in essence, the leaders of each battalion are still relatively equal, just because Zhang Xianzhong and Luo Rucai have a strong reputation and hold a position similar to that of the alliance leader. Wu Ziqiang has been crisscrossing for many years, and a battalion of soldiers and horses under his command are all his people, although they have been hit hard in the past two years, there are still many old brothers in it.

He had recovered from the initial panic, and the sound of artillery in the ravine was deafening and the smoke of gunpowder was filling. Wu Ziqiang's ferocity was stimulated, and although the thieves' artillery fire was so fierce, he was still unwilling to fail.

He couldn't estimate how many ambushes there were, but looking at the number of artillery fire, the number of officers and soldiers was at least 10,000 or 20,000, or more. But this didn't scare him, how many winds and waves flowed over, and the rebellion was originally a business of hanging his head on the waistband of his trousers and licking blood with his knife.

He's seen all the worst situations, so what's that. Hong Chengchou, Sun Chuanting, Lu Xiangsheng, Cao Wenzhao and so many other famous generals and generals survived the encirclement and suppression, and it is impossible for him to die in this nameless ravine now.

Wu Ziqiang's subordinates have a lot of old brothers, these people have been in battle for a long time, and after the initial panic, they also quickly calmed down. Most of these people are also equipped with iron armor. Equipped with war horses, the number of more than 500 people is his repeated defeat over the years.

The valley was full of gunpowder smoke, Wu Ziqiang squinted his eyes, the valley mouth that came in had been blocked, needless to say, the exit in front of him must have been blocked.

Forwards and backwards, there is no way out. Now to break through, you can only rush up the slopes on both sides, and the slopes on both sides are not too steep. If you abandon the horse, you should have a chance.

He made up his mind, waved his knife and pointed at the northern hillside, and shouted, "Follow me!" Kill it! ”

Hundreds of family members also shouted and drew their knives and jumped off their horses, and then followed Wu Ziqiang to rush towards the hillside.

The other bandits in the valley were all shocked to see the King of Chaoshi rushing directly to the hillside with hundreds of clans. But no one dared to follow, they all saw the continuous cannons on the mountain, rushing up to find death? Then they didn't think that staying in the ravine was actually waiting for death. But they just instinctively kept fleeing in the ravine, like headless flies.

Wu Ziqiang can't control the others anymore, and now he only hopes to take his family to break out of the gap and escape back to Dachang City. It doesn't matter if those soldiers are gone. Only the elite family members still have some to bring out, and he can pull up a team at any time.

Mei Qing stood in the trench with a banner of his own men, leaning against the breastwork and shooting. As the commander of the infantry flag, Mei Qing's flag is equipped with a tiger squat cannon. Now, Mei Qing is in charge of operating this tiger squat cannon with his three firemen.

Mei Qing erected the tiger squat cannon in front of the trench and dug a pit in the ground. The second half of the tiger squat cannon is fixed in the pit, and then the front cannon claw is nailed to the ground with iron nails, the cannon is fixed, but this small cannon can only rely on shotguns to kill the enemy, and in the tactics of the nine-headed bird, the main role of the tiger squat cannon is to cover the military formation, protect the front row of guns, and prevent the enemy from breaking into the formation.

Liu Jun directly used the Tiger Squat Cannon as a machine gun.

The closer the enemy is and the denser the formation, the more lethal the Tiger Squat Cannon will be.

Mei Qing's one banner and three teams, one firecracker team, and two killer teams, the firecracker team was arranged in the trench, and the killer team was arranged behind the trench. Mei Qing was in the middle of the two armies of the firecrackers, and the three firemen were in charge of the tiger squatting artillery.

Although Mei Qing is a woman, this is not the first time she has been in battle.

Liu Jun's formation arrangement is very unique, but Mei Qing has to admit that although this arrangement is peculiar, it is indeed effective. A continuous stream of artillery fired at the enemy troops in the valley within a hundred paces from the slopes on both sides, and the musketeers in the long trenches divided into three sections and fired incessantly.

Continuous, without intervals.

Mei Qing didn't think that any bandit could withstand such fierce firepower, especially this battlefield was still so beneficial to them, the narrow valley, the valley mouth on both sides was blocked by the baggage camp, and the bandits became turtles in the urn. It is even more impossible to break through on the slopes on both sides, with antlers, thistles, breastwork, trenches, artillery, firecrackers, and the killer team behind, this is simply the valley of death.

Mei Qing had read many military books before, but he never thought that the battle could be fought like this.

People say that they killed 1,000 enemies and damaged 800 themselves, but now they are beating the bandits, but they themselves have no casualties at all.

Listening to the screams and wails below, Mei Qing even felt a trace of unbearable in her heart. But then she remembered that now on the battlefield, either the enemy died or I died. She kept in mind Liu Jun's words to the soldiers before the war, and her kindness to the enemy was cruelty to herself and her comrades.

If the thief does not surrender, the battle will not stop!

Thinking of this, she shook her head, drove away those undeserved thoughts, and then raised the torch and ignited the fuse again, causing the tiger squat cannon to spew out lead pellets again.

The large lead bullet that held down the small lead shot out, and a bandit who was blocking the lead bullet's flying path immediately came into close contact with the lead bullet. Buckshot struck the bandit's arm with the ease of a sharp blade through butter. Then the buckshot castrated, cutting off the thigh of one of the bandits behind him, and finally into the lower abdomen of the person behind him.

Broken arms, severed thighs, and torn abdomen, gutlets flowing, blood spurting, screaming and wailing.

Several bandits who were slandered but not dead for a while let out earth-shattering screams, but unfortunately no one cared about them. There was another whistling sound, and a large field of small lead hit. Many of the thieves who had just been glad that they had escaped the lead bullet were lucky enough to be hit by the lead. Although these small lead pieces are not as fierce as lead bullets, they are more numerous, and they are often hit in more than one place, and if they hit the head, they will die, and if they are hit in the chest and abdomen without armor, they will basically die.

It's too close.

Even the Tiger Squat Cannon, which has the worst hit rate, can bombard at such a distance of fifty or sixty paces, and it still hits that dense target, but almost every shot is sure to hit. A dozen of them.

Wu Ziqiang, the king of the mixed world, saw that the group of unlucky people in front of him was not moved in the slightest, he held the waist knife in one hand and the shield in the other, and continued to rush forward without hesitation. On either side and behind him were hundreds of old brothers in iron armor, also with shields in their hands, charging in a scattered line toward the hillside.

Wu Ziqiang, who has fought many battles with the officers and soldiers, knows that there is generally no need to be afraid of artillery bombardment, and it is difficult for artillery to hit people, but if there are too many artillery. You can lie on the ground and dodge. And if there is a fire array on the opposite side, then it is better to spread the array a little, the denser it is, the easier it will be hit. Just line up and charge in a skirmisher line. The point of the fire gun is actually not terrible.

Moreover, the firearms were more time-consuming to reload and had a shorter range, before they could rush in and slash them. The gunners can only fire a maximum of three shots, and most of them can only fire one or two. And as long as he is lucky, he will only pay about 10% of casualties at most. to rush into the enemy line. And in his experience, as long as he can rush into the formation of the official army, the official army will flee in panic like a sheep.

Wu Ziqiang quickly rushed closer to the enemy formation about fifty paces, and then he realized that the officers and soldiers had not only set up an ambush here, but also dug a trench on the hillside, and those gunners were hiding in the trench and shooting, only revealing one head. And to his surprise, the officers and soldiers actually arranged the guns in the front, but those officers and soldiers with spears and waist knives were arranged in the back.

Perhaps the dog officers and men were planning to jump from behind the trenches of the gunners when we approached.

But then he found that there were still many horses in front of the trench.

The rejection of horses forms a wall of rejection.

Wu Ziqiang was horrified in his heart, if it was on a wide flat land, such a row of rejecting horses was nothing, but now on the slope, he was attacking the enemy formation on his back, there were no horses, there were no archers to cover, and there were not even enough people. However, the officers and soldiers still had an earthen wall and a trench behind the horse rejection wall, and there were countless gunners and artillery in the trenches, not to mention the rows of officers and soldiers who had been waiting for a long time behind the trenches.

Is this heaven going to kill me? Wu Ziqiang thought desperately.

At this moment, there was a crackling sound from the opposite side, and then flames and white smoke rose, and he raised his shield in a voluntary manner. Then he felt the shield be struck, and his hand went numb as it shook. There was a scream next to him, but it was an old brother who was hit in the calf, although they had shields and armor, but many people's armor was also incomplete, most of them only had body armor, and there was no armor on the calf.

"The fire of the dog officers and soldiers is so fierce!" As soon as he was thinking, a puff of white smoke suddenly rose from the opposite side, and this time it was the exterminators of each bureau that were fired.

A lead bullet came with a puff of white smoke like lightning, and Wu Ziqiang couldn't dodge, so he had to raise his shield again.

With a loud bang, Wu Ziqiang felt like he had been struck by lightning, his entire left hand was numb, and the wooden shield covered with cowhide was directly shattered, and Wu Ziqiang felt that the bones of his left arm holding the shield were also broken. He took five or six steps backwards, fell to the ground, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Lying on the ground, Wu Ziqiang turned his head and looked around, only then did he suddenly realize that the hundreds of brothers who had charged with him had only been around for less than a moment, and now only about half of them were still rushing forward, and most of the rest were lying on the ground, although most of them were only injured, but they would be able to fight again for a while.

The roar rose again, the sound of tiger squatting cannons was mixed with the sound of fire, and more than a dozen brothers who rushed forward fell.

So fast, so fierce? Wu Ziqiang's heart tightened, and he felt more and more desperate. There are deer feet and horses and earthen walls in front, and they can't rush through!

Wu Ziqiang felt extremely aggrieved and desperate, not to mention being ambushed, and until now, he hasn't even touched the corner of the thief's clothes.

"Don't fight, we surrender, surrender!"

Wu Ziqiang was about to stand up with his knife, but at this moment, a shout sounded behind him, and he turned his head to look, only to see that a white flag had been raised in the pile of corpses all over the ground in the valley. (To be continued......)