However, as soon as Xia Longshan's words fell, a dense sound of guns sounded on the opposite side.

In the next moment, there was a continuous scream from the side van, and at least twenty musketeers fell with bullets, and the remaining musketeers quickly shrank behind the guards.

Wu Yingqi's bowl stomach was also shot.

It's just a brushing of ears, and it's not a big problem.

"Uncle Xia!" Wu Yingqi squatted behind the guard, glared at Xia Longshan with some dissatisfaction, and said with a dark face, "This is the dummy you are talking about?" Will Ming Dog's dummy even let go of the gun? ”

"This ......" Xia Longshan was suddenly speechless, and his expression was a little embarrassed.

The heart said that the Ming dog on the other side is really cunning, true and false, which makes people unguardable.

Wu Yingqi taunted Xia Longshan slightly, and then turned back to the musketeer who was hiding behind the guard plate of the side van and shouted: "Warriors of the Liaoxi Corridor, you have been enjoying the kindness of the Liaoxi Jiangmen for decades, and now is the time for you to repay the Liaoxi Jiangmen with your lives, take out your courage, and fight the Ming Dog!" ”

With this roar, Wu Yingqi got up again and stood behind the parapet of the side van.

Seeing this, the more than 100 musketeers who were huddled behind the parapet also got up one after another and raised their guns to fire.

The Ming musketeers on the opposite side of the platform fired almost at the same time, and after the sound of intensive firing, more than a dozen Guanning musketeers fell on the car with bullets, wailing repeatedly.

Wu Yingqi was unmoved.

"All teams, change and take turns!"

The second team of musketeers quickly took over, ready to fire.

The Ming army on the opposite side once again rushed to release the guns, and another musketeer fell to the ground.

At this time, the car wall was basically shrouded in gunsmoke, and it was difficult to see clearly.

However, this did not have much impact on the Guanning musketeers, who continued to come up and withdraw to reload after releasing their guns, and there were also musketeers who were loaded and dragged away by their feet.

In this way, the Ming army and the Guanning army were separated by a thirty-pace-wide trench, and there was a fierce exchange of fire.

Although the Guanning military used arquebuses, the number of musketeers was larger, and they were divided into six teams to take turns firing, which could barely ensure the continuity of firepower and not be interrupted.

But the density of firepower cannot be compared with that of the Ming army.

After a while, the Guanning Army Musket Team fell into disadvantage.

In just over a quarter of an hour after the exchange of fire, Guan Ning's army had already suffered four or five hundred casualties.

However, the firepower of the Ming army on the opposite side did not weaken at all, but showed bad signs of becoming more and more courageous the more they fought.

This is indeed the case, the Ming army on the opposite side was also a hand-born at the beginning, after all, it has not participated in too many battles, and it is not said that it has too much experience in letting go of guns.

There is still a difference between training and actual combat.

But today, the Ming army is really cool.

The more times you let go of the guns, the more experience you have.

As a result, the marksmanship of the Ming army improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Now it was the turn of the Guanning army to suffer, and the casualties rose sharply.

At the beginning, the Ming army on the opposite side released a round of guns, and the Guanning army suffered at most 20 casualties.

But now, the Ming army can put down 30 or even 40 Guanning troops in one round, and if this continues, in another quarter of an hour or so, nearly 2,000 musketeers should be killed and wounded.

"Big nephew, it's not okay to go on like this." Xia Longshan was in a hurry.

After all, the musketeers who were killed and wounded also had pacesetters under his command.

"You have to use a cannon, let the Eight Banners Han Army pull the red-coated cannon here!"

Wu Yingqi ignored Xia Longshan, suddenly stood up and shouted: "Spearman, attack!" ”

The musketeers could not overwhelm the Ming army on the opposite side, so they could only put the spearmen into a strong attack, as long as the spearmen entered the platform, the Ming musketeers on the opposite side would become lambs.

It must be admitted that the Guanning Army still has a little combat effectiveness.

As soon as Wu Yingqi gave the order, the spearmen of the first team climbed over the parapet wall of the van with the guns of the Ming army, and then jumped into the trench like dumplings.

Xia Longshan also sprouted a glimmer of hope.

In the attack just now, the musketeer's release was separated from the spearman's attack, but this time, the spearman's attack was covered by the musketeer's fire, and it might work.

However, one of Xia Longshan's thoughts has not yet been finished,

The first row of spearmen who jumped into the trench let out a terrible wail.

When Xia Longshan and Wu Yingqi looked at it urgently, they saw that most of the nearly 200 spearmen in the first team had fallen to the ground in the trench, and they were wailing with their soles of their feet in their hands.

"This is a thistle rope!"

"Into the mother thief, the pear rope is connected."

Tribulus rope company is a kind of defensive weapon.

As the name suggests, it is an iron thistle pear strung with a rope.

Each string of rope is connected with six pears, one at every other foot, for a total length of five feet.

When you use it, you only need to throw the pear rope on the ground, and it is also very convenient to put it away.

Wu Yingqi glared at Xia Longshan, his eyes almost spewing fire: "Uncle, didn't you say that there are no iron thistles in the trench?" ”

"This, that, I don't know." Xia Longshan was a little confused, "But I really didn't have it just now, my people also went down just now, so I didn't step on the iron thistle." ”

"Damn it!" Wu Yingqi cursed.

He yelled at Guan Ningjun in the trench again: "What kind of mourning, isn't it just that the soles of your feet are pierced by iron thistles?" If you still want to live, hurry up and clear the rope of thistle! ”

"Yes, clear the rope of thistle!" Xia Longshan also roared.

The Guan Ning army below woke up like a dream, struggling to clear the rope company of thistles.

Soon, the spearman, the second captain of the Guanning army, also jumped into the trench with a puff, and this time he was unscathed.

"Kill!" The leaders of the several Guanning troops roared, threw off their strides and rushed forward.

However, after rushing forward a few steps, the screams of "Hugh" and "Hugh" suddenly sounded in the trench, and then rows of arrows were fired from the bottom of the ditch on the opposite side.

This row of arrows was as dense as flying locusts.

Nearly two hundred spearmen were shot into hedgehogs in an instant.

"Night Bush Genge!" Wu Yingqi's lungs were about to explode, "This is Night Fu Gengge!" ”

The night ambush cultivator, the crossbow machine is also a crossbow machine, with floating light arrows to dye the grass black poison, with a line to tie the chun in thirty steps, down the road, pile grass to hide the shape, touch the line and the machine to send arrows, fear of harming their own people, must block the main road.

"Who the hell is the bastard on the other side, how can he be so shameless?"

"What kind of night ambush is used in this daytime, this is not a junction!"

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, ah!"

Wu Yingqi's mentality has collapsed, he has never seen such a shameless person when he has grown so big.

"Big nephew, calm down, calm down, don't be impulsive!" When Xia Longshan was anxious to dissuade him, it was too late.

Wu Yingqi had already personally led the third captain spearman to jump into the trench, and then rushed forward with a roar.

"Big nephew, be careful, be careful! That guy on the other side is too cunning, you have to be careful! ”

Before the words fell, Wu Yingqi, who had just rushed to the middle of the thirty-step-wide trench, suddenly flew up.

Wu Yingqi didn't fly by himself, but was blown up by a mine, because at the same time as Wu Yingqi flew up, a dazzling red light bloomed from the ground under his feet.

A loud explosion followed.

Then there were the continuous explosions.

The Ming army actually planted a large number of mines in the trenches in advance.

The spearmen who followed behind Wu Yingqi were blown up one after another.

Many spearmen even had their soles shattered and pulped.

"Big nephew? Big nephew?! Xia Longshan called out to the trench.

Then Wu Yingqi didn't respond, and his body didn't move.

"Boom!" Xia Longshan suddenly heard a violent sound of gold and iron in his ears, and then his head involuntarily tilted back, and then fell upside down from the side van.

"General!" Several pro-soldiers rushed forward and helped Xia Longshan up.

Xia Longshan's whole person was still stunned, and his eyes lost focus.

Some of them untied the leather belt and took off the bowl stomach, only to see that there was an extra pit on the front.

In the middle of the pit was a piece of lead, which had been completely deformed, and almost pierced his bowl.

"General, you're really fatal." One of the soldiers said, "This lead almost pierced your stomach." ”

Xia Longshan's eyes rolled, and suddenly his soul returned to his body, and then he jumped up and shouted: "Order, the whole battalion retreats, retreat quickly, retreat for me quickly!" ”

Xia Longshan's mentality has completely collapsed.

He didn't want to stay here for even a moment.

After fighting for half a lifetime, I have never met such an opponent.

At that moment, Xia Longshan didn't even want a partial van, so he fled back with the remnants of the defeated general.

It's just that the two battalions of 4,000 Guan Ning troops that attacked before were left with less than 2,000 when they withdrew, and the rest were either killed by the Ming army, or they were seriously wounded and lay in the trench wailing.

……

On the watchtower at the mouth of Dagu.

Yan Yingyuan put down the binoculars, poked his head out and said to the heralds: "Order, let the left battalion seize the time to collect the corpses of the green battalion in the trench, and catch the wounded soldiers and send them to the rear battalion for treatment together with the wounded of the left battalion." ”

"Then rearrange the nocturnal geng, the rope strings of thistles, and the mines."

"Yes." The herald agreed, and immediately waved the flag ahead.

Chen Mingyu was a little puzzled: "Wan Heng, why do you still have to treat the wounded soldiers of the Green Battalion?" ”

"This is the will of God." Yan Yingyuan said solemnly, "The Holy Lord once said that population is the most precious resource, and even if war is inevitable, we must preserve the vitality of China as much as possible. ”

"Don't say it's the wounded soldiers of the Green Battalion, even if it's the wounded soldiers of Jiannu, they also need to be treated."

After a pause, he continued: "As the so-called Di Yi enters Huaxia, Huaxia will be the same, as long as the wounded soldiers of Jiannu can return to Huaxia after being rescued, it is worth doing so, and many things may not be the best solution by killing alone." ”

Chen Mingyu then muttered: "The saint's mind is really a benevolent monarch through the ages. ”

"That's it." Yan Yingyuan said solemnly, "Throughout the ages, the benevolence and righteousness of many kings have only been superficial, but the benevolence of today's saints is the benevolence and righteousness revealed in the bones, this is the true people-oriented emperor!" ”

"Daming has such a benevolent monarch, the world is very fortunate, and the people are very fortunate."

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