The exploding fireworks woke up the salters in their sleep, and the officers of the original Nanjing Forbidden Army flew when they saw the exploding fireworks.

"Dodge the cannon!" A shout almost broke, and with the shouting, his body surged violently. Run to the base of the wall, crouch on the ground with your head in your hands, and pray that the other party will never use rocket launchers. If you use that thing, it's like you're dead.

When the first mortar shell whistled down in the courtyard, Ding Yuanjian was still enjoying the beautiful fireworks. He didn't understand what the deadly fireworks meant.

I saw with my own eyes that a running soldier was blown up by a cannonball, and when he landed on the ground, half of his leg was missing. Blood rushed out of the wound, people screamed in pain on the ground, and their white teeth gnawed at the dirt on the ground, like evil spirits in hell.

Another soldier was hit in the temple by the flying shrapnel, and the person was clubbed to the ground with a "poof", and his legs twitched unconsciously a few times and did not move.

It's like a piano playing the first note, and then a mortar shell rains down. Pangezhuang was shrouded in a cloud of gunsmoke, and the orange flames were like flowers in the smoke, which quickly disappeared in the smoke after blooming.

Ten miles away, Li Xiao was standing in the underground bunker, watching with a telescope.

There are always good things sent from Changxing Island, and this time it's howitzers. This thing is known for its short barrel and curved trajectory. If you want to fight cattle across the mountains, this cannon is the most suitable. The biggest advantage of this thing is that it is concealed, and it does not have to be fired on the ground like a ballistic long-barreled cannon.

This time, Changxing Island sent fifteen howitzers at once. The caliber is a standard one hundred and twenty millimeters, and one shot down is enough to destroy a building.

Li Xiao would love to make a 155-mm, or even 200-mm gun. However, the reloading of shells was a big problem, and 155 mm shells needed to be carried by two people. More than 200 millimeters is even more powerful, and it takes four people to do it.

One hundred and twenty millimeters, the soldiers can still move. Fast rate of fire is the last word!

In the midst of the sparks from the mortar shells, a huge column of smoke suddenly rose up. The column of smoke compared to the column of smoke blown up by a mortar shell was like a destroyer accompanying an aircraft carrier. The explosion ignited flames more than ten meters high. The steaming flames roared like a fiery dragon into the pre-dawn sky.

God knows what will happen to the people in the blast area, but everyone knows that those people will die terribly. Ten miles away, Li Xiao felt that the ground was shaking under his feet.

Howitzer shells exploded in Pangezhuang like ramming, and even arms and thighs flying into the sky could be seen in the telescope, as well as various broken limbs. Fifteen cannons, each firing twenty rounds.

After the 300 shells were fired, Pangezhuang was completely shrouded in gunsmoke.

"I'll sleep for a while!" Li Xiao lay down in the bunker boredly, yawning and opening his mouth like a hippopotamus.

I haven't slept in a few days, and now that I've killed the strongest foreign aid, I can take a nap, and it will take a while to wait for the smoke to clear anyway. Others don't know, but Li Xiao does. Three hundred rounds of 120 mm shells were smashed into the Zhuangzi, where there should be no living people, or rather, no living creatures.

Li Dingguo and Zuo Liangyu stood outside the bunker and glanced at the gunsmoke over Pangezhuang, and the two brothers glanced at each other.

When the Liao army fights, it is really the cannonballs that go first. In fact, the Liao army fought very hard, and there were very few real fights. Even the soldiers, there are not many opportunities to even release their guns. Especially Li Xiao commanded the battle, a thief and a thief. Whoever confronted your two armies in broad daylight, all took advantage of the last darkness before dawn, and a cannonball suddenly smashed over. And then...... That's it.

The brothers are very glad that it was really wise to surrender with the boss back then, otherwise they would have been ghosts under the cannon by now. Although now there is only a mixed regiment commander, the troops are being reorganized. After the reorganization, there were two divisions of the Marine Corps, and the commander of this regiment naturally became the division commander.

It took an hour for the smoke to clear. The sun peeks out from the horizon, and the earth is covered with golden sunlight. From afar, you can see the tall city walls of Jingshi, as if it is a giant beast lying there quietly.

The soldiers of the Marine Corps walked into Pangezhuang with guns in their hands.

The ruins and broken walls are no longer enough to describe the tragic situation of Pangezhuang, and the ground is full of large and small pits. The deepest pit reached three meters deep! There are many houses, not to mention the walls, and even the foundations have been blown up. There must have been someone inside, but the rest of the human body was nowhere to be found, except for an ear on the edge of the pit. There are ears and eyes on the ears, which look like they should be a woman's ears.

After an hour of turning over in Pangezhuang, the sun was rising, but still no few corpses were found. The unlucky Ding Yuanjian was even more gone, and he held the picture for a long time, and he didn't find out which corpse belonged to him. It's so broken!

As long as people are within ten meters of the explosion point, all of them will be cut by the scattered shells in an instant.

The people who were on the frying point were even more unlucky, they were directly vaporized, and there was not even a little scum left.

There are no living people, let alone living people, not even a live chicken, not a live dog. Even the rats in the rat hole were shocked to death by the powerful explosion.

The whole Pangezhuang was dead silent, with blackened trees and only brick houses one inch high above the ground. The foundation of the adobe house was overturned, and everyone believed that this Zhuangzi was in ruins. No one will dare to live here in the future, just think about thousands of people just gone, and my heart is furious.

"What time is it?" Li Xiao opened his eyes, and Junko stood at the door.

"At nine-twenty, the Marines have cleaned up the battlefield. Not a single person alive, not even a few weapons. The guns did pick up some bits and pieces, and Commander Li and Zuo said that they were very similar to the guns used by the yellow-haired people they saw in Xinjiapo. There are also more than a dozen mortars that have been blown up, and the shells are gone, and it is estimated that they have been killed. ”

"Good! Even mortars have come to our Daming Gyeonggi, and what else can't be shipped in. Tomorrow, will someone use howitzers and rocket artillery to bombard Lao Tzu's Tongzhou Xiaoyuan?

Go to Li Yongfang and let him go to Jiangnan. If you can't find out the ugly person, you don't have to come back. Didn't Luo Yangxing also go to Jiangnan? If you want Luo Yangxing to fully cooperate, you must dig out the inner ghost for Lao Tzu. No matter who is involved, he is dead. ”

After sleeping, Li Xiao's spirit was not much better, and his temper was very irritable.

Just because Zhu Yihai played a little clever, there was a group of people who gave him bad ideas. In three days, tens of thousands of people died in the capital. These are the people of the Ming Dynasty, and many of them are rare literate readers among the Ming people.

Li Xiao didn't want to kill, but the situation forced him to kill. Although Sun Chengzong took all the responsibilities, Li Xiao still felt uncomfortable. Mongols, Wakons, Koreans, English...... These people don't care if they die 100,000 or 1 million.

But if a Ming person dies, Li Xiao will feel distressed. Why can't we put our hearts right, speak and do things, and ignore the overall situation of the country for the sake of personal selfish interests.

If it weren't for his own appearance, Li Zicheng would have broken through the capital a long time ago. At the beginning, Emperor Chongzhen begged his ministers to donate, and only donated a total of more than 100,000 taels of silver. But Li Zicheng searched the capital for a while, and the ministers of the Ming court slaughtered them one by one, and they scavenged more than 50 million taels of silver.

If the ministers could donate 10 million taels of silver for military expenses, Li Zicheng would definitely not break through the capital.

History cannot assume that Li Xiao believes that the ministers who were tortured by Li Zicheng's subordinates regretted it. But there is no regret medicine to take in this world, no wonder Chongzhen said that famous sentence when he hanged himself, all ministers can be killed!

It was not enough to kill people, and the two killing gods went to Jiangnan with enough rights. Coupled with a Yang Sichang who was about to be driven crazy, Li Xiao had no doubts. Several provinces in the south of the Yangtze River will definitely kill people, and how many people will die in this matter, and how many innocent people will die, is no longer something that Li Xiao can control.

When it comes to avalanches, no snowflake is innocent! This phrase is used here, and it seems to be very applicable.

Li Xiao walked out of the underground bunker and bypassed the obscuring breastwork. The warm sun shone on me, looking at the ruins in the distance. How many human tragedies and how many such ruins will be caused by an internal friction.

Zhu Yihai! You're damned! Liu Liangzuo! You should be damned too!

Li Xiao really wanted to cut these two people with a thousand knives, but the two of them have now become ashes.

The technical difficulty of cutting the ashes is too high, and Li Xiao can only chop up the living, such as Yao Mengxi, the priest of the country!

PS: Another chapter has been blocked! Fortunately, I didn't dare to write too detailed and true, otherwise the whole book might have been blocked. It's been a lot of turmoil lately, and Lao Long doesn't know how long he will write. But you can rest assured that the old dragon will give you a perfect ending.

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