Chapter Fifty-Three: The Decisive Blow—Earth Bomb

On the slope of a hill dozens of meters wide, under the shade of green grass and wild flowers, the soldiers on both sides sacrificed their lives and forgot to die, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the sound of killing shook the sky, deducing the cruel battle of life and death.

The drums were still pounding, but they couldn't tell friend from foe, they just beat frantically. The soldiers didn't have time to listen, they just stared at the enemy in front of them, roaring to raise their courage, mechanically stabbing and slashing.

Wang Jinbao roared, pulled out the spear that stabbed at him, and slashed a Ming army with a backhand. The soldiers on his left and right are also all good at martial arts, and they are not afraid of death, and they are loyal. Under the fierce attack of this strong army, the Ming army's battle array was forced to retreat step by step, and the middle battle array facing the desperate attack of Wang Jinbao and his own soldiers was dented by the impact.

"Charge, kill!" Wang Jinbao roared like crazy, waving the sharp long knife in his hand, as long as he penetrated the battle formation of the Ming army, the Ming army would inevitably be in turmoil, and defeat was also expected.

Chen Yiyao narrowed his eyes, reached out and grabbed a spear, and led a Ming army under his command to support. At this time, it must not be overturned by the Qing army, in terms of numbers, the Ming army still has an advantage, and the Qing army is just relying on the courage of the dead.

A black oppressive thing rose again from behind the battle formation of the Ming army and smashed towards the Qing army. It's just that, if you look closely, these things still emit a trace of smoke.

Smack, smack, smack...... Wang Jinbao's personal soldiers had already prepared, either raising their shields to cover them, or jumping away to dodge. The tossed thing crackled against the shield and rolled to the ground, but it didn't look like a heavy stone in terms of force.

"Boom!" A thunderclap suddenly exploded under Wang Jinbao's feet, and he only felt his ears buzzing, and a sharp pain came from his calf.

Boom, boom, boom...... A series of explosions rang out in the Qing army's array, and instead of stones, earth bombs filled with gunpowder and gravel were thrown from behind the Ming army's formation.

Zhu Yongxing had asked Zheng Yanbei to find someone to make these bombs, and due to the rush of time, there were all kinds of bombs made, some of which were made of bottles and cans as containers, and some of which were firmly bound with kraft paper. It is not easy to blow up and kill people, but it is not difficult to shoot out gravel and injure people. The main thing is that the use is sudden, with a strong sound and light effect, and for the Qing army, chaos and panic are inevitable.

Some of the earthen bombs made in bottles and cans shattered when they landed, and the gunpowder was ignited by the fuses, and flames erupted. Some of the earth bombs are lighter and have a longer flight time, and they explode in the air, and the debris is shot out in the dazzling firelight, which is even more powerful.

Smoke filled the air, fires erupted, and loud noises were deafening. The brave elephant of the Qing army was poured a basin of cold water on the head of the split, and suddenly fell from the peak to the bottom. Hundreds of earth bombs flew over with sparks, almost covering the depression that Wang Jinbao led his own soldiers to attack. In the rising black smoke and dust, screams and exclamations came one after another, and I don't know how many Qing troops were killed and injured by the explosion.

Chen Yiyao personally led reinforcements to arrive, and together with the Ming army in the battle array, he looked at the Qing army in a sea of fireworks in amazement. On the battlefield, except for explosions and screams, there was no majestic and fierce shouting and killing sound, and almost everyone was stunned by this scene that they had never seen before.

The earth bombs were gone, but the stone throwers were still working, this time real stones, smashing into the smoke one by one with a dull sound.

"The Qing army is defeated and is ready to assault." Chen Yiyao finally closed his mouth that had been open for a long time, brandished a big gun, and made an accurate judgment.

"The Qing army is defeated, long live the Ming Dynasty!" Chen Yiyao's personal soldiers shouted loudly.

"The Qing army is defeated, and the Ming army wins!" Another soldier raised his spear and shouted with all his might.

"Long live, long live!" The shouts grew louder and more neat, full of excitement and excitement after the bloody victory.

Once prosperous, then declining, and then exhausted, the Qing army with the courage to launch an attack, once made progress, but suffered a defeat at a critical moment, and now even the main general led by the pro-army team does not know the life and death, how can they still have the confidence to defeat the Ming army and escape? Once confidence is lost, it is just a dying struggle, and the defeat of the Qing army is no longer enough to fear.

When Zhu Yongxing saw that all the earth bombs had been dropped, he rushed to the front with 50 musket guards. Although it was the first time he had used it, he had an extra eye for it, and screwed together a few or a dozen of the fuses of the earth bomb in advance, and then ignited and fired. This reduces the number of launches, and also reduces the risk of improper operation and back-bombing. Now that there were only stones left to throw, and there was no need for him to supervise him, he was anxious to see the effects of the bombardment.

The smoke gradually dispersed under the blowing of the mountain wind, and under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the embarrassing but not very miserable scene was clearly presented in front of everyone.

The lethal effect of the earth bomb is not large, but the lethal effect is not small. The main thing is that the protection of the legs and feet of the Qing army is insufficient, or not at all. The flying rocks caused a lot of limps or fallen wounded to the ground. Most of the deaths were caused by thrown stones.

Wang Jinbao used a knife to crutch the ground, barely standing up, a flying stone broke his forehead, blood was flowing, coupled with the smoky black face, it looked hideous and embarrassed. And the most capable team of his own soldiers also suffered heavy casualties, and the spirit of fighting bravely was gone. Behind them there was a group of Qing troops, all with expressions of fear and despair on their faces, their feet rubbing backwards.

Defeated, finally defeated, defeated by the enemy's chaotic means. Wang Jinbao was a little unwilling, and stared viciously at the Ming army in front of him who were high morale and ready for battle. Blood flowed into his eyes, and people and objects became red, then bright red.

"I am the guerrilla Wang Jinbao of the middle battalion of the Great Qing Dynasty Scripture, the rat generation, who dares to fight with me?" Full of resentment, Wang Jinbao howled like a wounded wolf.

This desperate and terrible howl made the Ming army quiet, Chen Yiyao snorted, and beheaded the general, this credit is none other than himself, he has a spear in his hand, and he is about to step out of the battle.

"A butcher who is a soldier for the tiger, wields a knife and gun at his compatriots, and dyes the butcher with the blood of his compatriots, there are only two words to be called, traitor!" Zhu Yongxing, who rushed to the front of the battle, stretched out his hand and grabbed Chen Yiyao, and his voice echoed in the mountains and forests, "Shaving hair is easy to wear, money rat tail, Chinese soil, and there is no place for you to be buried; Underground ancestors, you have no face to see. When death is dying, it is really shameless to still shout here. Kill you, but kill Yi Di with a dog's ear! Musketeers, shoot in formation, and destroy this traitor. ”

Wang Jinbao was scolded so much that his teeth clucked, glared at Zhu Yongxing, who was freshly dressed and angry, and was protected by Tuan Tuan, and shouted: "The Qing Dynasty is the master, and the destiny of heaven returns." Wait for the ...... to disobey the heavens"

"Although Yidi is rampant for a while, China has a reason to do it." Zhu Yongxing was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and when he saw that the musketeers had finished arranging, he waved his hand violently, "Fire, shoot." ”