At this time, Zhang Jizu couldn't care about the fear in his heart, and commanded the covering soldiers to step forward to stop him, but the hammers in the hands of several armor-clad hunters waved, and the spears and steel knives in the hands of the Ming soldiers broke like dead branches in a storm, and in the blink of an eye, the shield array of the Ming army was rushed open a huge opening.

"Don't force it!" Zhang Jizu saw the strengths and weaknesses of these armored people at a glance, and shouted loudly: "Attack them!" ”

At the beginning of the Qi family's army, in order to deal with the sharp blades and rapid slashing of the Japanese invaders, they had recruited some martial arts people who practiced the Ditang Sword, so they also integrated the path of the Ditang Sword into the tactics. Zhang Jizu's reminder made some of the Ming soldiers who reacted quickly immediately roll on the spot and pounced on the armor-clad hunter's lower plate.

The hammer in the armoured man's hand is heavy, and it is even more powerful when wielded, and no one can stop it, but the flaw is also obvious, that is, the reaction speed is slow, and the legs and feet are not protected.

The Ming soldiers came from the ground, and the armored people were defenseless, and a series of miserable screams sounded, and the legs of the three armored men were cut off in unison, and they suddenly lost their ability to fight. But they also bought time for the brigade behind them, and with the gap they had just broken through, the soldiers of the armored man rushed into the formation of the Ming army, and the two sides launched a hand-to-hand encounter.

At this time, Green's artillery had successively eliminated the four Qing Hongyi cannons that were within range of the city, and the remaining four light artillery guns were also bombarding the wooden city gate intensively, but the range had reached the limit, so the damage to the city gate was minimal.

Green exclaimed in frustration, "Fifty steps further, and Lao Tzu will be able to collapse the city gates!" ”

Zhang Jizu's command just now had already made the armor-clad soldiers notice his cunning. When the Ming army and the armored man were fighting, one of the surviving bald armored men strode towards him, and a muddy iron simple knife in the palm of his hand flashed with a cold light.

The Pak knife flew up and down. Immediately cut down a few Zhang Jizu's personal soldiers who wanted to block, and the thighs as thick as a bucket were kicked suddenly, and a Ming soldier who wanted to attack from the bottom was kicked out of Zhang Yu Kai by him, and his body slid across the grassy land, and the blood spurting out of his mouth was spilled all the way, leaving a terrifying blood line.

took advantage of the moment when the bald man was fighting with his own soldiers. Zhang Jizu flew up silently, and the saber in his hand suddenly slashed at the chest of the bald man, but the place where he started was extremely hard, and he could no longer move an inch.

The bald man looked coldly at Zhang Jizu, who was a head lower than himself, and waved his huge fist, although Zhang Jizu retreated in time, he was still swept to his cheeks by his fingers, and he was suddenly swollen high, and his face was hot.

The bald man snorted coldly. With a wave of his hand, he patted the broken animal skin on his chest, and the animal skin fell, revealing an iron plate inside that blocked the vital part of his chest.

Pu Dao crossed and quickly pounced on Zhang Jizu.

At this time, the horns and drumbeats of the Ming army array behind him had sounded again, and Green couldn't help but almost jump up in a hurry. The time for the general attack agreed with the army is coming, but the Hongyi cannons on the city gate have not yet been cleaned up, especially the city gate is still intact. Once the army attacked, it was bound to suffer heavy losses. The defense line of Zhang Jizu and others in front was crumbling again. If these armored men like savages and orcs attacked, their eight light artillery pieces would also be doomed.

The bald sweat slashed out three times one after another, Zhang Jizu tried his best to block, his arms were sore, and even the knife edge was broken out of several gaps.

The bald sweat smiled fiercely, and his body retreated slightly. lifted the Pu knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife stabbed at Zhang Jizu's heart, and with a snort, the tip of the knife entered the flesh, but Zhang Jizu gritted his teeth. Hold the blade down with both hands, blocking the tip of the knife from continuing to pierce.

The bald man exerted force on his hands, Zhang Jizu involuntarily retreated, and the armored man and the Ming soldiers next to him were in a scuffle, and the two of them rushed towards Green's artillery position one after the other in the crowd.

The tip of the knife was stuck in the position of the shoulder blade socket, and as the pace moved, the pain was even more unbearable, and the bald man shouted loudly, in his opinion, the Ming army officer in front of him had no way to retreat, and he would be pierced by himself in a few moments.

Behind him was Green's artillery position, Zhang Jizu could already hear Green's shouting in his ears, he endured the pain, freed one hand, touched his back, and pulled out a delicate handcuff from his waist. This is still He Changshui's private collection, which was robbed by Xiao Yuanteng and given to his sworn brother, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

The hammer has been wrenched between the fingers, which is a typical flintlock-style handcuff, equipped with a hammer, trigger and other settings, with a hammer to hit the flint ignition, and there is a spiral rifling carved by He Changshui himself in the chamber of the gun. It is said that He Changshui spent a whole year to create this handcuff. It is rumored that He Changshui took the initiative to follow Zhu Ping'an to Liaodong this time, just to ask Xiao Yuanteng for this handcuff.

His left hand was already drenched in blood, but his right hand had already raised his handcuff to aim at the bald man. The bald man instinctively sensed the approaching danger, instinctively turned his body to the side, and after the gunshot, a blood flower suddenly bloomed on the bald man's shoulder.

The pressure on his hands was relaxed, but Green's shout was clearly heard in his ears, "Fall quickly!" ”

Zhang Jizu didn't have time to think about it, and his body fell backwards with the help of the residual strength from the blade of the bald big Hantong guò.

The bald man staggered back two steps, stabilized his figure, and modeled his shoulder with his hand, blood was red, and he couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, the thin man in front of him actually let himself see blood.

But when he raised his head, the bald man was stunned for a moment, the Ming man had fallen to the ground, not far in front of him, there was a black hole in the muzzle, behind the cannon, there was a middle-aged man with blond hair and white face whose face had been a little distorted, and he looked like a legendary hanged ghost.

His eyes had just met with the blonde-haired and white-faced man, but the man suddenly dropped his arm. Then, I saw the short arquebuses on the guns burn happily.

There was a loud "bang", and a black shadow lightning came to the eyes.

The armor and Ming soldiers present were alarmed by the loud noise and turned their heads to look at it in unison. But I saw that the head of the bald man in armor was instantly pierced and shattered, and the cannonballs flew towards the gate of the mountain pass without any hindrance.

Seeing this scene, and I don't know where the power came from, Zhang Jizu jumped up from the ground, and copied the bald man's Pu knife with his backhand, and the bloody man stood in front of the artillery, and the voice shouted out was indescribably hoarse and excited.

"Brothers, in front of us is Lianshan Pass, we can open the city gate by taking fifty steps, you are all the children of the Han family in Liaodong, the Tartars have been riding on our heads for so many years, how many fathers, brothers, and sisters have been killed by them. Take Lianshan Pass, and then it will be Shengjing, the old nest of the Tartars, take back our land, recapture our women, glorify our ancestors, and restore my rivers and mountains, just today! ”

Zhang Jizu's shout was like a thunderclap in the hearts of the Ming soldiers. Yes, how many years have passed, starting from the old slave chief Nurhachi, in addition to the original Liaodong Han people, the people of the Han people are no different from cattle, sheep and livestock for the Qing army, arbitrarily humiliated and slaughtered, even if they joined the Han army flag, they are already just Manchu domestic slaves, and life and death are between the thoughts of the masters. Now, the city of Lianshan Pass is about to be broken, Shengjing is in front of him, and the humiliation of the Ming Dynasty being ravaged by foreign races will be completely washed away in the face of his own swords, guns and killings.

The superior number of armored soldiers suddenly found that the retreating Ming army suddenly broke out with terrifying combat effectiveness, and without weapons, they swooped up, holding the head of the armored soldier is a fierce bite, and his fingers picked out the eyes of the armored soldiers, even if the blade is added, it will not dodge at all, even if the blood is flowing, there is only one direction, forward!

Green was stunned and looked at the Ming soldiers on the battlefield who didn't care about life and death, and suddenly, a roar broke out, "All the artillery positions are all forward, close to Lianshan Pass, the closer the better!" ”

In this way, a group of Ming soldiers surrounded Green's eight cannons, and their footsteps kept moving forward. The armor-clad soldiers were defeated and retreated one after another, and they were constantly knocked down and cut down by the Ming soldiers. Home is accustomed to seeing those fierce beasts in the deep mountains outside the gate, and the armored soldiers have never seen such a crazy opponent.

This kind of indomitable determination regardless of life and death made them feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

Li Dingguo put down the clairvoyant mirror and said to Xiao Yuanteng, who had been stretching his neck to observe: "Your brother-in-law didn't disappoint everyone, Lianshanguan is already ours!" ”

As he spoke, there was a series of explosions in front of him, and in the smoke of gunpowder, it was vaguely visible that the gate of Lianshan Pass had been smashed to pieces, and the desperate Qing army defending the city had to be killed from the city.

Tong Jingyan waved the flag, and the eight Ming army formations at the forefront had quickly moved towards the city gate of Lianshan Pass, and the horse team shuttled between the infantry formations, stepping on the starlight in the sky, shaking the cold light of the saber in his hand, and shouting and rushing to the city gate.

It wasn't until he saw Zhang Jizu's figure that Xiao Yuanteng breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help laughing, "The governor doesn't know, my righteous brother is willing to follow Donglin, or live on top of the temple and discuss state affairs; or wander among the rivers and lakes and ask for the people's lives. But I didn't expect that now I have become a complete general! ”

Li Dingguo also laughed, "I'm not, I've been in the exile army for more than ten years, although I have been dominating the world and happy to enmity and hatred, but I have always lived in a muddy nightmare." If I hadn't met His Royal Highness, I'm afraid I would still be gathering in the mountains and forests in Shu today! ”

Li Dingguo is not shy about his background, which also makes him particularly acceptable to the generals in the army.

Li Dingguo looked at the sky, and suddenly, he restrained his smile and said: "Tell the army, enter Lianshan Pass, the sword is not sealed, and all the Han people will be killed!" ”

"Governor!" Xiao Yuanteng was shocked.

Li Dingguo shook his head, "No need to persuade again, I know very well who the people in the city are." His Royal Highness once said that all the tribes of the grassland and all the tribes outside the customs are respected by the strong, and in the past, the Ming Dynasty was too gracious, but these foreign races did not have the slightest gratitude. Today, we need to use our swords to make them remember whose world is this! (To be continued......)