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Zhu Yongxing had already waved his hand to order, and the sword and shield soldiers in front of the canopy quickly dodged away, and relined behind the canopy, revealing ten sky-bombing cannons five meters apart. Qian Bangchen waved the small flag and signaled to Zhu Yongxing that he had already made preparations.

"Fire!" Zhu Yongxing stood on his horse, and with a wave of his sword, he pointed at the camp of the Qing army.

"Boom!" A bombardment cannon let out a roar, and the cannonball pierced through the rain curtain and flew towards the enemy camp, and five or six seconds later, there was another muffled sound, and the second bombardment cannon also fired a cannonball.........

This time, Zhu Yongxing changed his tactics, and the sky-bombarding cannon was not a salvo, but a bombardment with seven spaced guns, striving to create a continuous and endless impression on the Qing army.

Under the gaze of Wanmu, the first shell hit the wall, bounced back two or three meters and then fell to the ground, and then exploded with a "boom", a dazzling fire burst out, and smoke rose up.

"It's successful, it'×s broken." Bai Wenxuan snorted and waved his fist excitedly.

"Your Highness really broke the Qing army's magic circle." Ma Bao let out a long breath lightly, and Liu Zhen, the Marquis of Guangchang and the prince of Shu, couldn't help but look at each other, and they all smiled.

"Boom!" There was another deafening bang, and the shells exploded behind the camp, followed by screams and exclamations.

"Boom!" "Boom! "Boom! ”…… The sound of explosions came every few seconds, fires erupted, smoke filled the air, and the earth trembled slightly.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The first salvo of three bombardment cannons was fired, and the shells exploded almost simultaneously, making the bombardment even more powerful, and the bombardment rose to a small climax.

Dao Bailong and his native soldiers saw the power of the Heavenly Cannon for the first time, and their faces had changed greatly, and many of the native soldiers even knelt on the ground, bowing and bowing, thinking that it was the wrath of the gods.

"God bless, who will compete?" Dao Bailong was dumbfounded and muttered to himself, but the cannon rumbled, and even he couldn't hear his own voice clearly.

Sure enough, like the wrath of the thunder god, although the female village owner of the Mengshan Ke tribe heard what Mengzhu said, what she saw with her own eyes still made her look change greatly. Looking forward on tiptoe, the figure surrounded by people was faintly recognizable, although the Wang Qi beside him was wet by the rain, but it was not decadent at this time, and the yellow characters on the red background were even more impressive in the bright and dark flashes.

This guy is really a divine oracle! A complicated look flashed on Yang's face, and the Mengshan Ke clan bet on the right treasure, and with him, there was no place to stay. With this artifact, who can bully the Mengshan Ke tribe again. Ah Zhu, it will all fall on you from now on.

"Your Highness has an order." A personal guard ran into the canopy, leaned into Qian Bangchen's ear and shouted, "Prepare for a volley, and then the infantry will attack." ”

Qian Bangchen was a little dazed, took out the cloth ball in his ear, and the guard repeated it again before he nodded yes.

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The first shell exploded, and Xian Guoan's heart sank suddenly, and then the continuous explosions made his heart sink into a thousand feet of coldness. It's over, the Yin × Gate Array has been broken, and the enemy's cannon is still powerful, or rather, it has attracted heavenly thunder.

"My lord, stand back!" The captain of the pro-soldier team surrounded him with his pro-soldiers, protecting the security of the line, looking anxious and frightened, and constantly urging.

"Boom!" With a bang, the explosion sounded not far away, gravel and sawdust flew in the rain, the wall of the wall was blown open a big hole, and the nearby Qing soldiers were injured and knocked down.

Xian Guoan's ears were buzzing, and his color changed in shock, and his soldiers couldn't wait for him to give the order, so they hugged him and retreated.

"Stop, stop." Xian Guoan suddenly struggled and shouted: "Order, order, leave the wall, abandon the gate, retreat and array, retreat and array." ”

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The bombing stopped for a moment, and then there was a salvo of ten rounds, and the explosions were almost continuous, earth-shattering and terrifying.

As soon as the banner changed, the war drums rumbled, and the Ming infantry, under the command of the general, rushed forward with a shout. The smoke gradually dissipated, and the wooden walls and gates were riddled with holes and lost their protective effect. The collapsed wood was a mess, the corpses of the Qing soldiers were scattered in the muddy water, weapons and stumps were scattered everywhere, and a bleak crimson spread in the muddy water.

It's just that this attack on the camp was different from the past, and the line Guoan, with his rich experience in battle formations, issued the most correct order at that time. The Ming army, which rushed into the camp, found that although the Qing army suffered a lot of losses, it was not defeated. Instead, a battle formation was formed 200 meters away, and the banner of the word "line" was erected, and the line Guoan personally supervised the leadership, so that the Qing soldiers still had fighting spirit.

"Array, array!" The generals of the Ming army gave a loud order, and officers at all levels performed their duties and quickly formed a formation in the camp to press the Qing army.

Although the line Guoan was initially decided, although he retreated and organized a battle formation, he did not dare to approach the walled wall and the walled gate, and let the Ming army line up, with the idea of fighting and fighting in the camp. When the two armies are engaged, the enemy's artillery or thunder will have some scruples and will not dare to bomb indiscriminately.

The battle formation of the two armies slowly approached, and suddenly there was a shout, and the guns and knives were raised together, and they collided violently. Broadswords, javelins, and other weapons also flew out of their respective battle formations, smashing their heads and faces at the enemy on the opposite side.

The shouts and screams were mixed together, one side was a broken village attack, and the other side was a trapped beast fighting, and the fight was even more tragic in the rain. A row of soldiers fell, and another row of soldiers came up, spears and swords fluttering, and fresh lives were so fragile and fleeting on the battlefield.

"Put it away, it's here, hurry up, ×." Qian Bangchen commanded, shouting and scolding, six bamboo trebuchets were erected behind the Ming infantry battle array, under the cover of umbrellas and tarpaulins, one by one the shells were taken out of the tarpaulin packages, put into the projectile cloth pockets, the fuse was lit, let go, and fired.

Several black shells flew over the battle formation of the Ming army, flew over a distance of more than 40 meters, and smashed into the ranks of the Qing army, and the dazzling flash was followed by a deafening explosion. The dense battle array of Qing soldiers was like a boulder thrown into a pond, the whirlpool spread with ripples, the broken flesh and limbs flew up, and the Qing soldiers within a radius of ten meters were either killed or shaken down. The distance of the explosion was so close that even the Ming army felt a dazzling flash, and his ears instantly lost his hearing.

The sound of explosions continued one after another, and each explosion caused heavy casualties to the dense Qing soldiers, and the Qing troops more than ten meters away were also shocked to the point that their eyes were dull and their steps were crooked.

This kind of projection is several times faster than using the sky-bombing cannon, and Qian Bangchen has already received Zhu Yongxing's order not to save ammunition and defeat the Qing army as soon as possible. This is most likely the last tough battle, and there is no need to consider the Qing army led by Daniel Zhang.

A single cannonball is a piece of death, flashing, loud noise, flesh flying, wailing everywhere, constantly weakening the remaining fighting spirit of the Qing army. The Han army of the line Guoan is already an unusually capable unit in the Qing army, but under the blow of such heavy casualties, no matter how strong the nerves are, there are times when they are broken.