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Ah Chang'a swung his mace and smashed the head of a Da Shun army, splashing his red brains all over his body. This savage guy not only didn't care, but also licked the blood on his lips, the more arrogant.

"Rush, follow me!"

There was no Dashun army in front of him who could stand up, Achang'a continued to rush, and there were more and more Qing soldiers behind, they were like an arrow, killing the Dashun army.

"Lord Zhang Jing, look, what is that?"

Following the direction pointed by his subordinates, Ah Chang'a saw a group of very strange people rushing out from the ranks of the Dashun army, holding a seven-foot square thing, blocking the front, and rushing towards the Qing army.

Ah Chang'a was stunned for a moment, but then laughed: "Little cubs, don't be afraid, the Qing Iron Rider is invincible!" ”

"Invincible!"

The others also shouted, and the two sides approached, and Achanga was not a reckless man, and as he charged, he drew his bow and arrows and shot at these people.

The heavy arrow crossed the graceful arc and hit the shield in front of the Dashun army, which was made of quilts according to Gu Zhenhua's construction. First tie a frame with wood, and then fix two layers of quilts on it, and add hemp sheets and cowhide to the weak places.

When impacted, drenched in water and carried by two soldiers, it became the simplest and most effective shield. Achang'a's heavy arrow landed on the shield, but it only drilled open the quilt, revealing an arrow, and it didn't hurt the soldier hiding behind the quilt at all.

Seeing this, the soldiers were even more relieved, and they trotted close to the Tartar cavalry, and some of them had quietly held the fire folds tightly in their hands.

Gu Zhenhua was looking at these brave soldiers at this time, the green tendons on his temples were exposed, and his dark eyes seemed to penetrate history, this scene was not unfamiliar. In order to defend the capital against the Japanese tanks, Chinese soldiers also used to rush to the enemy wrapped in water-soaked quilts and covered with grenades.

The quilt blocked the bullets from the rainstorm, and when the steel ran over the soldiers' bodies, the grenades exploded, and it was by this way of fighting for their lives that the steel tanks were destroyed!

Build our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall! It's not just a lyric, it's a Jedi counterattack of the nation's peril.

Time seems to stretch infinitely, and in a moment it seems like a century!

The two sides finally collided together, and the Qing soldiers swung their weapons in their hands, smashing the quilt shield and slashing the dead soldiers behind them with their knives. But what awaits them is not fear and cowardice, but relieved and relaxed faces.

"Tartar, die!"

The fire fold touched the powder keg, and in an instant, a dazzling fire burst into the sky. One powder keg contained twenty pounds of explosives, and a group had four powder kegs.

Eighty pounds of gunpowder!

After the explosion, the air wave pushed the Manchu cavalry in pieces, and the bones of those in the center were simply gone. These arrogant and arrogant Tartars could never have imagined that the Dashun army would attack in this way.

One explosion, two explosions, more than a hundred teams, explosions came one after another, and a large number of Manchu cavalry fell in an instant. They struggled desperately, screaming in despair, but to no avail.

The flames of the explosion engulfed them, and the sand and gravel flew from the ground, turning into countless projectiles, smashing their proud armor and smashing their bodies inside.

Wow!

Ah Chang'a opened his mouth wide, and a mouthful of dark red blood spurted out, and in the blood, there were many dark red blood clots, obviously shattered internal organs.

This guy's vitality is extremely tenacious, and he hasn't died immediately, and the scene of his entry is constantly flashing in front of his eyes. Countless Han people were like chickens and ducks, let them drive away, and the Ming army did not dare to go to war at all, robbing money, food, women, and slaves. How cheerful, how proud, his home, there is a large circle of two-legged livestock, waiting for his family.

Rushing into the pass, they are no longer satisfied with only looting, they want to become the masters of this rich land, Achang's blood is boiling, fantasizing about the bright future of the master.

But these are far away, and when that flame rises in front of him, his qiē is over, and these Han people are not slaves after all. The thin and withered soldier did not have any fear or hesitation in the face of the iron horseman, and even with a faint smile, he resolutely inserted the fire fold into the explosive barrel.

Achang's body fell to the ground, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had the pride of a sweet dream and the cruelty of waking up......

More than 400 dead soldiers were almost wiped out, and they killed and injured two or three hundred Eight Banner soldiers, and their absolute shock to these robbers was even more than death.

A group of barbarians will never understand that there is something more terrible in this world than death, and there is a belief worth protecting with their lives!

The horses' hooves trampled on the hard ground, and a group of cavalry swept to the ground. This time it was not the Manchu Iron Cavalry, but the Guanning Army led by Gu Zhenhua!

Gu Zhenhua rushed to the forefront, like a sharp arrow, and inserted it into the body of the Qing soldier without hesitation.

The smoke of gunpowder did not dissipate, and the Qing soldiers were still immersed in the horror just now, Gu Zhenhua's war horse had already arrived at their side, the long knife waved, and the head of the big man fell to the ground.

One after another, Gu Zhenhua shot out angrily, and every time he stabbed out, a Qing soldier fell to the ground. The other soldiers were also red-eyed and went on a killing spree.

In fact, they all noticed the strangeness of the Manchu Qing Dynasty's entry into the customs this time, and they were no longer fighting for the Ming Dynasty, not for Dashun, and not for a certain general.

Maybe it's really as Gu Zhenhua said, for the sake of China!

"For Huaxia!"

A soldier on the battlefield shouted, and then someone shouted along with him: "For Huaxia!" For Huaxia! ”

The red lady, who had been watching the battle from behind, had her hand on the hilt of the knife since the beginning of the war, and the blood in her body continued to heat up.

When the roar sounded, the red lady also unconsciously shouted: "For Huaxia!" ”

A red lightning bolt rushed out of the battle array, and dozens of female soldiers behind followed closely, like a whirlwind, blowing towards the Manchu Qing.

Li Yan saw it in his eyes, stomped his feet fiercely, and roared loudly: "What are you doing in a daze, rush with me!" ”

The Dashun army was like a flood that burst the embankment, unstoppable, and rushed towards the Qing soldiers. The swords were raised, the spears were like a forest, and everyone roared, releasing all the resentment in their chests.

A knife fell, the Tartar was opened, and then two spears pierced, and blood gushed out of the Qing soldiers' bodies, and then more soldiers poured up, you slash, I shot, and completely killed this Tartar.

Gu Zhenhua rushed to the front of the team, the machete in his hand was the most efficient killing weapon, constantly harvesting life, and Gu Zhenhua, who was covered in blood, was like a god of war who came out of hell, bringing death to these tartars.

A white-armored soldier threw the flying axe in his hand at Gu Zhenhua, who bowed his head sharply and reached out to hold the handle of the axe.

"Let go!"

With a loud shout, this white armor couldn't be caught, and just when he was stunned, the machete had already fallen on his neck, and his head flew out far away.

Gu Zhenhua simply held the machete in one hand and the axe in the other, slashing wildly, the blood in his body was also boiling, there had never been such a moment, he was so eager for blood. Only this red color can dispel the anger in the heart.

"Hell, see the Manchus, see the hell with the braids!"

Gu Zhenhua roared loudly, and suddenly a flash of red flashed in front of his eyes, and the knight on the red horse waved his sword, and a sword stabbed the throat of the Qing army, and suddenly a tartar fell to the ground.

"Lord Gu, not only are you men heroes, you must know that women are not allowed to shave their eyebrows!" The voice of the red lady like a silver bell echoed on the battlefield.

Gu Zhenhua's heart was also hot, and he couldn't help but smile: "Mrs. Li is really heroic, comparable to Old Madam Qin!" ”

Old Madam Qin is naturally the famous Qin Liangyu, who is also the idol of the Red Lady, and when she heard Gu Zhenhua mention it, her heart was also beautiful.

They rushed and struck, and all the seven oxen sent by Dodor suffered heavy losses, and more than seven hundred and eight hundred Tartars were slain. Although the Dashun army also paid thousands of sacrifices, it was obviously worth the loss!

The more the soldiers killed, the more morale grew, and everyone seemed to forget their tiredness. The Qing soldiers were also so frightened that they retreated frequently, leaving dead bodies everywhere.

Just as he was about to take a breath, suddenly a gust of wind and sand rolled up, flying sand and rocks, and the sky instantly turned dark yellow. Everyone was blown so that they couldn't open their eyes, and after a dozen steps on the opposite side, they couldn't even see a human figure.

This gust of wind blew, and Gu Zhenhua's heart instantly became cold. According to records, it was such a gust of wind that gave the Manchus time to calmly arrange, but when the wind stopped, the Manchu and Wu Sangui armies went out together and defeated the Dashun army.

I have been tossing for so long, is history still like this, Li Zicheng doesn't have any chance!

Gu Zhenhua thought of this, his heart was angry, and he cut down two Qing soldiers in a row. After all, Gu Zhenhua is also flesh and blood, and his arms are also numb and swollen, and he has no strength.

"Brothers, stand back!"

Gu Zhenhua gave an order, and the cavalry under his command quickly retreated, and the Guanning army were all veterans, no strangers at all, and soon left the battlefield, until this time, the gale finally stopped!

"Sir, it's really a pleasure to kill, I'm afraid that there are five or six hundred Tartars who died in our hands. If it had been in the past, this would have been a great credit to the emperor. Yue Poyu said excitedly.

"Not only did it alarm the emperor, but Chongzhen could be excited to go to the Taimiao Temple to incense the ancestors!" Guo Yunlong also laughed. In fact, Guo Yunlong was a little suspicious of Gu Zhenhua at first, but under the leadership of Gu Zhenhua, he defeated the invincible Tartar one after another, and Guo Yunlong also willingly followed Gu Zhenhua.

At this moment, a horse suddenly came running from a distance, and when he came to Li Yan's approach, he rolled the saddle and fell off his horse.

"General Qiyu, the big thing is not good, the Qing army is breaking through the defense line of General Liu Zongmin with a white flag, and the king is in danger!"