When the battle was in full swing, Zhao Yun led dozens of subordinates of the cavalry battalion to carry a large wooden box and climb the city wall.

After the command opened the wooden boxes in a row to the first line of the city wall, he quickly walked to Wei Zheng and reported: "General, a total of two thousand small explosive packs, all of them have been made according to the order, I have already asked people to move them to the city wall, and the brothers can use them directly." ”

After glancing at the small explosives bag around him that had been opened, neatly stacked inside, revealing only a handle and lead, Wei Zheng replied excitedly: "It's just right...... Now is the perfect time to pack explosives. ”

"You immediately go down and organize the cavalry battalion and the recruit battalion to prepare for a counterattack, the end of the enemy is coming. As soon as the enemy begins to retreat, immediately go out of the city to counterattack and fight the enemy one by one. ”

When Zhao Yun rushed down the city wall with a frenzy on his face, in the face of death and fear, the infantry who were already on the verge of collapse rushed to a distance of twenty steps from the city wall.

Seeing this, Wei Zheng, who was holding a monocular, decisively ordered: "The spear battalion, all of them will be replaced with explosives packs, and all the enemies will be blown to pieces." Artillerymen and musketeers, concentrating fire on the Tartar archers. Since Dorgon is so generous and sends so many archers against us, we can't be polite and take them all as they are ordered. ”

After nearly 300 white smoke explosive packets were thrown, a dense and deafening explosion, like thunder, sounded among the infantry outside the city walls.

Every moment the explosive pack explodes, a fireball mixed with a large amount of black smoke will rise on the battlefield.

Under the gaze of everyone on the battlefield, wherever the fireball went, regardless of whether the infantry was wearing armor or not, all of them fell to the ground bleeding through seven holes, turning into a soft corpse.

Of course, this does not mean that the infantry who have not been swept by the fireball is safe.

At the moment when the explosive bag exploded, hundreds of stones wrapped in cotton cloth were quickly shot out in all directions like a goddess scattering flowers, driven by the air waves generated by the burning of gunpowder. Each stone is no less powerful and lethal than a lead bullet fired from an arquebus.

Therefore, in the face of the explosion of the explosive bag and the scattered stones on the battlefield, as long as the infantry is hit, it must be either dead or wounded.

In just one round, less than 300 explosives packets have created a tragic area on the battlefield that does not crush hell.

In this area, many infantry followers were hit by explosives packets, and their entire bodies were directly torn apart by explosives packs. All kinds of human organs and stumps and severed arms with blood donations are scattered around like scattered flowers by heavenly maidens.

With a little luck, the infantry who could leave a whole corpse behind was not much better.

Or he was bleeding from seven holes, and fell to the ground with a pale face. Or the whole body was blown up and blurred, and there were blood holes everywhere that were pierced by stones and were flowing out......

In a word, the bloody and tragic battlefield in front of you gives people the feeling that in addition to death, it is still death.

And this is only the result of a round of explosives packs.

Just as the swarming infantry had not yet recovered from the consternation caused by the explosions and death, the second round, the third round...... The explosives packets, emitting sparks and white smoke, fell on the battlefield like rain, setting off one rain after another of blood.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of infantry followers were drowned in the thick fireballs and smoke from the explosion of the explosive pack.

In the face of this powerful unknown weapon, in the face of thunderous explosions, in the face of the fireballs that constantly rose into the air on the battlefield, the pale and fear on the faces of the remaining infantry followers directly turned into despair.

The constant mechanical steps forward also stopped at this moment. For the hope in their hearts told them that as long as they continued to attack and walked into the death zone where explosions were constantly sounding in front of them, they would be greeted by death, and death without bones.

The people of this era were superstitious, especially the infantry servants who entrusted their fate to the Tartars, and the belief in gods almost became their spiritual pillars to continue to live under the enslavement of the Tartars.

In the face of the endless fighting style of the Haw Par Army, the fear of the Tartars behind them, and especially after seeing and hearing the tragic scene of the explosion of the explosive pack, the infantry followers who were still alive immediately had an idea in their hearts.

Does the Tiger and Par Army, which has been fighting against the Tartars, have the help of gods, otherwise why would the Tiger and Par Army be so powerful, and even the invincible Tartars are not opponents. If it weren't for the gods, how did the explosions on the battlefield come about, and how did the fireballs that suddenly rose on the battlefield come from......

This qiē undoubtedly told the infantry to follow the service, and the tiger and leopard army had the help of the gods.

They were already on the verge of collapse, and when they faced the explosives bag again, which was like a weapon of divine help, the last bit of persistence in their hearts was completely gone. At this moment, their fear of the Haw Par Army was truly greater than that of the Tartars, and they collapsed. Because, the tiger and leopard army in front of him is not only more powerful than the Tartars, but also has the help of the gods.

In this case, if you continue to attack forward, there will be only one end to death. The thousands of infantry who have died on the battlefield are the best proof of this.

On the other hand, the Tartar behind him, although powerful, was beaten by the Tiger and Leopard Army. In such a situation, he will break backwards, break through the Tartar defenses, and maybe find a way to survive.

Thinking of this, driven by the only remaining belief in survival in his heart, the infantry who were full of fear of the Haw Par Army finally collapsed at the foot of the city wall.

Regardless of whether there was a Tartar behind him aiming a bow and arrow at the back of his heart, he ran backwards regardless of it.

Of course, the 2,000 Tartars who were sent by Dorgon to supervise the battle at this moment, ready to join the battlefield at a critical moment, and dealt a fatal blow to the Haw Par Army, did not have the heart to care whether the infantry in front of them were still continuing to attack, because they themselves could not protect themselves.

Despite hiding behind the infantry, these massive Tartars were still within effective range of all of the Hawpar's new muskets and heavy, medium Franc guns.

So, ever since they began to throw arrows at the walls, the rain of lead bullets began to envelop them, killing them.

The artillery came from above, and the muskets came head-on......

In the face of this blow with almost no dead ends, two thousand Tartars died in the middle of the flying lead bullets every moment.

Therefore, when even their own lives may not be saved at any time, there are not many Tartars who pay attention to the infantry who are also attacked.

The remaining 2,000 infantry on the battlefield quickly retreated like a tidal wave that had lost its momentum.