Luo Xiao was drinking a sip of cold water, and at this time, the horn sounded one after another, and he almost squirted the water out. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He scrambled to plug the water bladder and held the spear in his hand.

He heard a heavy breathing, which he thought was his own, and quickly gasped for a few breaths to calm his heartbeat.

Well, it wasn't his own voice, he looked to the side, and saw Lu Hai on the side holding the spear with both hands nervously, his eyes staring at the Jiannu brigade moving forward, his chest rose and fell, it turned out that he sent it.

Luo Xiao also looked at the Han army in front of him from the gap in the front of the firecracker, these Han troops were all donkey carts and thick wooden shields in front, Luo Xiao knew, Bai Zong also said, these thick wooden shields and firearms could not be opened, but the artillery could be blasted away, but it was not so accurate.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you have to remember that if you are afraid of fleeing, you will put Lord Zhao in danger, if Lord Zhao has three long and two short, the acres of land allocated by your family will have to be robbed by the Dusi, believe it or not." Mr. Qian's Xuanfu official, Lao Han, shouted loudly.

"Faith." Almost all the reserve troops shouted in unison.

They had no doubt that if Lord Zhao was killed, their family's acres of land would not be preserved, this was certain, as evidenced by the military households who worked hard for the other guards to cultivate the fields for the generals.

"Think about what it looks like when you wait for your father and mother relatives to lose their land and be kicked out of the house, think about it," Lao Han stared around with bull's eyes, "If you don't want them to freeze and starve to death, then fight with the Jiannu on the other side." ”

"Fight." The reservists shouted hoarsely.

Wu Han's Han Jianqian was in the middle of the military formation, and he also heard a deafening shout, and he looked at the direction on the right. Nothing to see. All around were soldiers blocking the way.

But he knew that Liu Fugui and Zou Huaien were there.

The Han army on the opposite side, which had marched to three miles, was taken aback. They followed their master on expeditions to Liaoxi and Mongolia, and never encountered such a fanatical opponent in battle.

Boom, boom, ten cannons began to fire.

The propellant launched a nine-pound projectile and bounced on the ground nearly three miles away, harvesting human limbs and bringing blood.

However, this time, the Han army sent the formation very sparsely, just to prevent artillery bombardment.

It's just that. No matter how sparse it is, there are still people, only to see a few human flesh alleys still open out, dozens of Han soldiers flew out on this bloody road, and the sound of the lonely wolf howl reappeared on the battlefield.

"Old Han Xing, you have a hand in encouraging rabbit cubs." Liu Fugui patted Lao Han with a smile, not caring about the roar of the artillery, Liu Fugui, who had experienced the war with Jiannu twice, was already light.

"Haha, Mr. Xia said, Officer Xuanfu is the soldier on the battlefield who is most afraid of losing anything, you can say anything, hehe. What the reserve army is afraid of, they are afraid that their acres of land will be gone. Daddy, Mom, Brothers and Sisters starved and froze. Then I'll talk about it. The thin old Han looked around proudly, like the reserve army that had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Well, yes, old Han, you just have a hand." Liu Fugui gave a thumbs up.

"This is originally, if Lord Zhao has a good one, they will have to drink the wind at home." Old Han spat at Xingzi and said.

"Sing again." Liu Fugui looked at it.

Xuanfu has to make persistent efforts and can't let the little rabbits be idle, otherwise the recruits will start to think cranky again.

Under the beginning of Lao Han, Jingzhong sang again, from the right wing of the reserve army swept the Han Jian Department in the center, and finally the left wing of the 1,000 reserve army also sang.

Li Hui stood in the middle of his hundred generals with a spear in his hand, and in front of him was the gun position on the right side of the artillery team.

The deputy president assisted President Bai to lead the team, and the president led the team with four guards on one side, while the deputy president was in the middle of the column, connecting the upper and lower levels.

Li Hui looked at the direction of Guo Erpang, the little hair behind the right, now Guo Erpang is also a chief, and most of the people in the Chishan Reserve Army are the deputy chief of the Baichang, because after all, they have experienced the battle of the Wenxiang Sect, and they are much stronger than Bai Ding.

It's a pity that he didn't see it, Li Hui turned his head to look at the gun emplacement in front of him.

In just a few moments, the artillery fired a third time, and the Jiannu brigade also approached more than a mile.

Li Hui saw a tall and thin gunner commanding the other four gunners, poking the brush into the barrel, and a white mist came out of it, well, it must be very hot.

Then one of the gunners took a look at the situation inside, and then gave a thumbs up, one gunner put a black silk wrap into the barrel, the other gunner put a black iron ball into the barrel, and the one who brushed the barrel changed to a thick wooden pole and compacted it, and then gave a thumbs up to the gunner.

The tall, thin cannon commander unhurriedly lit an arquebus.

The other soldiers retreated slightly, and there was a bang, and a large puff of smoke and dust enveloped several people in it, and the gun commander waved it vigorously with his hand to drive away the smoke and dust, and when the smoke cleared slightly, the gun commander and a gunner took down a wedge under the gun body, and the muzzle of the gun was lowered a little.

Li Hui was a little fascinated by it, and then the gunners began to be as busy as Fang Cai.

Dozens of breaths later, another roar sounded, and the gun position was again out of sight.

The Han army brigade involuntarily quickened its pace, and no one was under the artillery bombardment, and the four bombardments along the way cost them less than two hundred casualties, the number was not too many, but the mournful shouts and bloody scenes were too terrifying, and their spirits were tense, lest they would be next.

Guan Zhicheng took dozens of family members to walk at the end of the Han army, and behind them was the brigade of Jiannu armor soldiers.

Guan Zhicheng surrendered in Hanerzhuang at the end of the second year of Chongzhen, and shaved his loyalty to Dajin, and Huang Taiji named him a third-class general military officer, leading two thousand Han troops, of which nearly one thousand were his soldiers that year.

Guan Zhicheng's top boss is Gao Hongzhong, the first class chief military officer of Hanchen, and Shi Tingzhu, Guan Zhicheng's department was allocated acres of land in Gaizhou, although they are all seaside acres, and half of the harvest will be handed over to the Jurchens, but after all, they still have their own land, so most of them are still very satisfied with their current life, and it seems to be very far away in the Ming Dynasty.

When he saw the casualties of his subordinates along the way, his heart was dripping blood, and the loss was all his strength.

In Jiannu, it is who has the big fist and who has the loudest voice, and his strength in the Han army is also countable, I don't know how many are left this time.

A scream sounded, and a blood ball rushed out from his right front, and he didn't know how many people had been knocked over, and the entire iron ball turned black and red, and it stopped after jumping for more than ten steps.

Guan Zhicheng looked at everything around him with a numb scalp, he looked at it and saw that he was only two hundred steps away from the Ming army's military formation.

"Run, run." He shouted, and the rest of the family joined him.

The speed of the entire Han army's formation has increased significantly, and they have an idea at this time, they can't be so hard, they can get close to a hundred steps as soon as possible, so that they can fight back against the Ming army, and they can't let them bombard so comfortably.

Zhao Lie stared at the changes in the battle situation with a telescope in the rear formation, everything was quite smooth, that is, Jiannu has now learned to evacuate the formation, and changed the way they rushed into the formation intensively, so that the lethality caused by the marching artillery was greatly reduced, well, this is a very strong learning ability.

Li Hui watched the artillery group in front of him brush the cannon barrel again and put the propellant bag in, he saw the gunner put two silk bags into the cannon barrel, this time the gunner carefully compacted, and then looked at the gesture to the gunner.

The artillery commander did not fire this time, and he looked at the middle Baizong.

At this moment, the firecrackers beside Li Hui began to fire under the order, and in the banging sound, more than three thousand and more than 300 firecrackers emitted flames and smoke, and a large number of guns roared and flew towards the front row of the Han army.

It's just that most of the guns were blocked by wooden shields and donkey carts, but listening to a crackling sound, many donkey carts and wooden shields were swaying and showing deep dents, but they were not penetrated.

Of course, some guns still penetrated through the gaps, dozens of Han soldiers howled wildly and fell to the ground and rolled, and other Han soldiers sweated past them and continued to move forward.

After a hundred steps, seeing that the loss of the forward was not too great, Guan Zhicheng put down his thoughts, he muttered in his heart to move forward, and then forward, when most of the Han army arrived at the position, he shouted, release the arrow. Nima, finally able to hit the opponent.

But hearing the sound of bowstrings, the dense feathered arrows trembled and flew into the air, straightening the body of the arrow at the highest point and flying downward.

But there was no end to the sound, followed by the clanging of iron and the shouts of a few unlucky soldiers being shot in the hands and feet.

At the same time, the second row of musketeers of the Breakers fired, and then put their guns back.

The effect of this attack was still the same, only twenty or thirty Han soldiers fell to the ground and fought for their lives.

Li Hui felt a pain in his shoulder, he turned his head and saw that a feather arrow was stuck in his left shoulder, injured, he moved his shoulder, it was okay, it was not deep into the flesh, he raised his hand and pulled it out and threw it out.

At this moment, a high-pitched brass horn sounded, which overshadowed the noise of the audience, and then he saw through his visor that the gun commander of the gun group in front of him had lit the fire rope, and he was left alone in the whole gun crew, and the other gunners had already retreated into the formation, because this was the last shot.

There was a bang, and the smoke once again enveloped the gun position.

A large number of thumb-thick projectiles rushed towards the Han army's donkey cart and wooden shield, this time the striking power was not comparable to a small gun, and many wooden shields and donkey carts were scattered by the hit stars, revealing the Han army behind.

At this moment, the third row of firecrackers of the Breakers fired, and the smoke enveloped the front of the Breakers.

This time, most of the wooden shields and donkey carts disappeared, and the losses of the Han army increased greatly, and there were more than 100 Han soldiers of all shapes and shapes who fell to the ground and howled for their lives, and the front row of the Han army seemed to have been cut off a layer when they landed.

Li Hui looked at the Han army dozens of paces away with relief, and at this time he noticed that the artillery commander had not withdrawn, only to see this artillery commander lying next to the artillery struggling in pain, his two legs were hit by three arrows, one of which pierced his left thigh, and blood stained his legs.

Li Hui resisted the idea of stepping forward to help him, as the deputy general manager, he had to set an example to maintain the system of the phalanx, and the firecrackers who came up later were using him as the benchmark to form a team, and at this time it was already the firecrackers aiming against their shoulders.

At this moment, his peripheral vision was aimed at something, and when he looked up, he saw that many people in the front row of the Han army raised their three-eyed guns.

Looking at the thick black mouth, Li Hui's scalp was numb, and he tensed up and waited. (To be continued.) )

PS: I'm still busy in the hospital, so I won't say much, I'll try my best to complete the update, thank you for your support.