What is called destroying the heavens and destroying the earth, this is called destroying the heavens and destroying the earth.

Thousands of shells whistled out, drawing arc-shaped tail flames in the air, and smashed heavily on the defensive positions of the plateau army.

The sky and the earth cracked, and the rocks fell.

The plateau troops painstakingly built all kinds of horses, low walls, and trenches were destroyed and filled in by shells.

The plateau army, which was hiding behind the bunker, was bombed and cried dad and mother, oh, sorry, the description is wrong, with their belief they should shout to the Buddha for help.

However, as far as the current situation is concerned, it is estimated that the Buddha is here, and he has to kneel here and sing about conquest.

Falling shells, like the blades of a meat grinder, shattered the body of a highland soldier and scattered in all directions with the shock wave of the explosion.

The mobilization before the war, the blessings of the Buddha and Bodhisattva, and the determination to protect the plateau all came to naught at this moment.

Some of the unresolute ones, unable to stand the hellish torture, rushed out of the makeshift bunker screaming, and were blown into a blood mist by the whistling shells.

At this moment, in front of the Potala Palace, it became a purgatory on earth.

One thought becomes a Buddha, and one thought becomes a demon.

Since they can't go to the west by chanting scriptures, then Daming will send them to hell for free.

The rise of the Ming Dynasty has been unstoppable, those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die!

Humanity, the way of heaven, and the way of Buddhism were all shattered by the artillery fire of the imperial road at this moment.

"My goodness, this cannon is very powerful."

In the forward position, a soldier of the 2nd Army Corps, who was preparing to attack, looked at the shells flying overhead, and swallowed dryly.

"What the hell is this, I heard it's even more untidy!"

A companion with a grassroots in his mouth next to him, seeing his partner so surprised, pretended to know the inside story, and said with a dick.

"What do you say, is there anything better?"

The soldier from Henan, his eyes were a little wider.

"Shut up, get the raft ready, and we'll be forced to cross it later."

Seeing that the two of them were still chatting, the officer on the side finally couldn't bear it anymore and kicked the two of them in the ass.

The two soldiers smiled awkwardly, helped the gun behind their backs, grabbed the raft next to them, and prepared to launch and land.

The location of the Ming army is on the opposite side of the Happy River in front of the Potala Palace, which is the location of Nanshan Park in Houshi.

Truth be told, the terrain for this offensive is not ideal.

To attack the enemy, it is necessary to cross the river in batches to attack, which is a big taboo for soldiers.

Once the strength of the ship transportation is insufficient, coupled with the transportation time, it will not be able to defeat the enemy on the opposite side in the first place, and it will enter a long stalemate war of attrition.

If it's an elite army, it's fine, but if it's an ordinary army, rowing to the opposite side to attack an enemy who is several times larger, it is estimated that the morale will collapse before the battle begins.

The Mahayana King took this into account, so he built his defensive position next to the Happy River and sent heavy troops to guard it with elite troops.

There is only one purpose, that is, to completely defeat the Ming army in this first line of defense.

It's a pity that he thinks too much, and the Ming army is not a fool, knowing that the opposite side is not easy to fight, how can he still shoot an unknown attack.

In order to eliminate the resistance, the first round of shelling by the Daming artillery group almost hit the plain area defended by the plateau troops on the opposite side of the river.

In the plains, and as far as the eye can see, if it were not for God's blessing, it would be thankful that a complete corpse could be fished.

"Up!"

Jiang Huai, who was estimating the time in his heart, saw that the opposite side had been shrouded in gunsmoke and dust, and the bombardment artillery had slowly extended backwards, so he gave the order to attack the deputy general next to him.

"Beep beep... Beep beep ..."

The whistle of the attack sounded in the forward position, and the officers and men of the Second Army Corps, who had been on standby for a long time, lifted the raft and rushed quickly to the river.

"Wow!"

One of the soldiers who rushed to the front stepped into the water, and as the water poured into his boots, his body trembled instantly.

"Mother, it's terrible!"

The water of the rivers in the plateau area is almost entirely snow-melted from the snow-capped mountains.

Although the weather on the plateau in May is pleasant, the snow in the river is still bitterly cold.

In just a moment, the soldier felt that his leg was frozen and unconscious.

But as soldiers, when the order is issued, no matter what danger they encounter, they must do their best to complete the task, which is the discipline engraved in their bones.

The soldier gritted his teeth and ran a few steps forward, the river gradually flooding his thighs.

"Mother, pull me quickly, I'm going to freeze to death."

As the raft floated on the water, the soldiers in the shallows behind them boarded the raft with grinned teeth, and the soldiers at the front hurriedly stretched out their hands to let their companions pull them up.

"Take a drink, warm and warm!"

The team leader pulled it up, threw a flask to the other party, and then quickly picked up the prepared oars and rowed forward vigorously.

The other soldiers, those who had oars and those who didn't have oars, who didn't know where to get their sticks, were also desperately exerting themselves.

Although the enemy was a cold-armed unit and had been bombarded by artillery fire, the Second Army Corps, which was responsible for the main attack, still did not take it lightly.

As the most elite of the Ming Dynasty except for the Guards Legion, their military literacy is the top in the entire Ming Dynasty.

In this world, it is also the top legion.

It stands to reason that against such a garbage army, they should look very relaxed.

But on the contrary, instead of being relaxed, they were extremely cautious and treated the other side as a world-class army.

Zhu Zhangui has said more than once in the army that the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

On the other side, not to mention the troops that are equipped with equipment from several eras, even if it is a group of wooden people and old stumps, when the troops attack, they must not be careless and must go all out to fight.

To exchange the smallest casualties for the greatest results, and to go home alive and beautiful, this is the only requirement of the imperial court for the national defense army.

Soldiers don't joke with their lives, they have people waiting for them in their homes, and their countries are waiting for them to achieve even greater victories.

"Peng!"

The raft slammed into the river bank, and the soldiers who were squatting on the boat and rowing, their originally vigilant eyes changed in an instant, and they were as fierce as wolves.

"All of them are all ......"

A trumpeter jumped off the bamboo raft, raised the brass horn in his hand, and sounded the bloody trumpet.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The momentum is like a rainbow, and the murderous spirit is soaring.

The soldiers of the first echelon of the Second Army Corps, who jumped off the bamboo raft, held their rifles with bayonets and let out an earth-shattering killing roar.

"Notify the second echelon to land!"

Standing across the river, Jianghuai, who was holding a telescope, saw that the first echelon had successfully landed on the shore and attacked the enemy's position, and calmly gave the order for the second echelon to attack.

The first echelon is said to be the vanguard, but in fact, it is a team that tests the enemy.

If the first echelon passes and is fiercely blocked by the enemy, Jianghuai will not hesitate to give the order to let the extended artillery be transferred back and continue to bombard.

Although this is unfair to the soldiers of the first echelon, how can there be no immortal in war.

If a general cares too much about death, it means that he is not fit to be a commander.

What's more, the soldiers of the first batch of attacks received the highest salary in the whole army, ate the best food, and died as the highest reward.

If you get it, you have to pay, and if you don't want to die, if you are afraid of death, then you will give up all the treatment you enjoy and leave it to the person who wants it more.

"Order the Fourth Army Corps to launch an attack on the hill on the enemy's left flank and occupy the commanding heights!"

"Order the Eighth Army Corps to launch an attack on the enemy's right flank, assist the Chinese army in attacking the corps, and compress the enemy's defensive line."

"Order the airship corps, after the dragon bullet is fired, bomb the enemy's depth, and completely break the enemy's resistance!"

The telescope moved back and forth on the battlefield, and Jiang Huai gave a quick order.

Although Zhu Zhangui was the commander in this battle, Zhu Zhangui did not interfere in command. It's not that he can't fight, it's that his identity is not suitable for directing operations on the front line.

The old man's body, although it looks good now, no one dares to guarantee that something will go wrong one day.

Once the old man is gone, Zhu Zhangui will return to the center of the court and control the court with his father to prevent turmoil.

Therefore, Zhu Zhangui gave this valuable practical experience to his confidant and favorite general.

In the future, it will be a war of a million legions.

Although Zhu Zhangui had already set Zhang Fu as the commander in his heart, it was still very necessary to send a few deputies to the other side who had fought large-scale army battles.

With the Jianghuai order issued, the second echelon, which had been on standby for a long time, began to attack.

Zhang Xian, who was on the left flank of the Chinese army, also began to order his troops to break through and launch an attack on the enemy on the left flank.

The Eighth Army Corps on the right flank, as ordered, also began to attack.

"Ignite, launch!"

As the infantry corps attacked, the rocket artillery corps on the other side of the artillery finally began to exert its might.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Rockets were fired, dragging the thick tail flame to make the sound of ghosts crying wolves, and roared towards the plateau defense positions that had been separated by artillery fire.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Explosions erupted, smoke and dust filled the sky, and the smoke and dust that had just fallen a little because of the extension of the artillery was once again covered by dense explosions.

The sound of the ghost crying wolf howling when the rocket was fired not only frightened the remnants of the plateau soldiers on the opposite side, but also the attacking Ming troops.

They had heard the sound of artillery, but this was the first time they had heard such a ghost-like weapon.

Looking at the almost empty position covered on the opposite side, the attacking Ming troops trembled a little.

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Some soldiers couldn't help but wonder if they could withstand such a ferocious attack if they were on the defensive.

Soon when they landed on the positions of the plateau troops, they came up with an answer.

They can't bear it!

Looking at the position almost covered with blood and flesh and internal organs, some rookies who have not fought a few battles vomited.

In fact, not only the rookies, but also the veterans who followed Zhu Zhangui, stepped through the snow, crossed the grassland, and conquered the ocean, and they were also disgusted when they saw it.

"Everyone hurry up and vomit, and after vomiting, continue to set off, and tonight we will roast beef in the palace opposite."

A veteran with a grassroots in his mouth reminded with a smile on the corner of his mouth when he looked at the recruits around him who were spitting out.

Good guy, it's okay if he doesn't remind him, this reminder, those rookies, smelling the smell of meat roasted by the artillery fire in the air, vomited even more happily.

"Lao Luozi, you lead a team to play forwards, these rabbit cubs have weak legs, let them stay behind and press. By the way, Lao Tzu got you a good thing! ”

While the rookies were vomiting drunk, an officer came running briskly with a strange gun.

"Hey, submachine guns, rare things, old oilman, finally brought his baby."

Lao Luo is a veteran, and this guy is the first batch of members to join the Shenji Battalion.

Just because he doesn't know how to read, and he has the bad problem of drinking and unclean hands and feet, he is still a squad leader, and those partners who are the same as him, the worst who can survive until now, have all been mixed to the squadron leader level.

Because he was familiar with many officers in the legion, Lao Luo was the first batch to come into contact with some new weapons or something.

For example, the submachine gun handed to him by the officer, he had seen it at the battalion commander, and he even shot a shuttle.

"It's still an old brother, you are well-informed!"

The officer smiled and handed over the three bullet clips and two drums to Lao Luo.

"Hehe, that's, who doesn't know the whole legion, our squadron leader is still a soldier I brought out."

Old Rodeser smiled, showed off his brain, pulled out a magazine and loaded it, Kacha pulled, skillfully pulled the bolt, and loaded the submachine gun.

It seems that this guy secretly fiddles with his battalion commander's treasure in private, otherwise he wouldn't be so skilled at getting started.

"Follow me, Lao Tzu is going to be promoted for meritorious service this time, and I won't play with you rookie eggs."

Stretching out his hand to greet the assault team, Lao Luo jumped into the trench full of blood and flesh, and under the cover of two soldiers armed with pistols, formed a triangular attack group, and led the riflemen who formed a formation behind them, and advanced quickly.

Not only Lao Luo here, but other battalions also sent this kind of attack team, responsible for breaking through the whole army.

Urban engagements are different from the wild, large-scale engagements are rare, and they are almost always squad-to-squad collisions.

Therefore, it is very necessary to form a group to attack the enemy's defenses and widen the gap in operations.

The sound of "puff puff" kept coming from under his feet, and Lao Luo, who was giggling on weekdays, was full of seriousness at this time, holding a new submachine gun, watching the six roads and listening to the rapid progress in all directions.

"Quack, chirp..."

Suddenly. A strange language came from the corner of the trench in front of him, Lao Luo stretched out his hand and made a stop movement, and the dozen or so members of the team stopped instantly.

After listening and judging the enemy's position, Lao Luo waved his fist and made a throwing motion.

The two riflemen who received the order put their guns on their backs, took out a grenade from the grenade satchel beside them, and walked to Lao Luo's side cautiously and vigilantly.

Under Lao Luo's order, he unscrewed the lid below, hooked the lead, and only heard the sound of "bang", gunpowder smoke came out of the tail end of the grenade, and the two soldiers raised their arms, and two grenades flew over.

"Boom!"

Two explosions sounded, and before the bloody soil with the shock wave fell, Lao Luo rushed directly and swept out a row of bullets at the area of the explosion.

Instantly, a scream and wail rang out.

The two pistols who followed up were also the first to rain bullets frantically.

One by one, the hidden soldiers were caves, and one battle line after another was broken.

The attack of the Ming army, like a red-hot knife stabbed into butter, was unstoppable.

At the same time, the majestic Potala Palace was also suffering from the destruction of airships at this time.

The building, which had been handed down for thousands of years and became a famous classic in later generations, was bombarded with holes, and some small buildings collapsed with a bang.

The fire caused by the explosion reflected half of the sky, and the black smoke rose for nine days, as if it was intended to inform the old resident of Songtsam that your house was gone.

"Up, up, up..."

Lao Luo, who had emptied most of the ammunition, didn't care about the mud on his body, panting heavily, and rushed to the first place with a submachine gun that was specially protected by him and was still very clean.

Since this was the first battle of the Ming Dynasty, the commanders of each legion began to work harder.

Many regimental commanders have made promises to the following, and the first person to plant the regimental flag at the highest point of the enemy's position will not only ask for merit for him when the war is over, but also ask him to be dashing for a month.

For the sake of merit and for a month of chic, the soldiers also rushed forward desperately and madly, and all the enemies who stood in their way were ruthlessly trampled under their feet.

Their attack method is also very simple, when they encounter the enemy, they first blow up a round with a grenade, and then the soldiers with pistols rush up and shoot indiscriminately, followed by the riflemen behind them, raise their bayonets and stab them to end the battle.

Lao Luo, who has always wanted to be promoted, and plans to get an idle job to retire when he turns around, is the most desperate one.

Although he didn't know how to read, his years of war career had made him very experienced in combat, and his combat instincts were very sensitive.

Therefore, his team rushed the fastest, and they all pulled the other assault team away from a distance of dozens of meters.

"Uncle Luo, be steady, we are surrounded by enemies now, if we run too fast and crash into the enemy's nest, we will be finished."

A commando with a cautious personality, listening to the shouts and killings around him, his heart was furiously reminded.

He hadn't been married for a long time, but he didn't want to die like this.

"It's okay, with my Lao Luo here, you can't die."

Lao Luo, who was very happy to kill, laughed out loud.

It's just that he said that he was arrogant, but the pace under his feet still slowed down a little.

He is an old bachelor, it doesn't matter if he dies, the brothers behind him are all old and young. If they let them lose their lives on the battlefield because of their own mistakes, then he Lao Luo will live in regret and self-blame for the rest of his life.

Although Lao Luo slowed down his pace, their team was too far ahead, and there were constantly enemies or routs pouring out around them.

"Da Da Da..."

A burst of strafing wiped out a group of retreating plateau troops, Lao Luo quickly changed the last drum, looked at the Potala Palace in front of him, could no longer suppress the heat in his heart, and rushed forward.

But before he could take a few steps, his body froze instantly.

The team was on the corner of a building.

Lao Luo just walked out of the building in these few steps and saw the situation behind the building clearly.

"Lao Luo, what's wrong!"

A pistolist who followed behind Lao Luo, his vigilance instantly reached the apex, and asked in a low voice.

Lao Luo didn't speak, just slowly retreated.

Seeing this, the pistol's heart tightened, and he hurriedly stopped his brother behind him, raised his gun and aimed it in the direction that Lao Luo was looking.

"Whoa..."

The sound of dense footsteps sank in the hearts of all the commandos of Lao Luo, and thousands of plateau soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding heavy shields poured out from a tunnel around the corner and rushed towards them.

"tnd!"

Since the retreat was too late, Lao Luo roared, raised his submachine gun, and fired frantically at the heavy infantry who rushed over.

"Shoot the arrows!"

The plateau heavy armor infantry is not the master who will not fight back just after being beaten, and when Lao Luo gave the order to open fire, a monk who commanded the heavy armor protector army also gave the order to release arrows.

In an instant, bows and crossbows were fired, and the two sides launched a frantic attack on each other almost simultaneously.

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