It was an eye-opener.

Zheng Zhilong watched the enemy retreat like a tide, but the formation of the Beijing camp was immobile and rock-solid.

Such a thought welled up in his heart.

He looked at the flintlock pistol in the hands of his own soldiers in the distance, and then looked at the Chongzhen 4329 in the hands of the soldiers in the Beijing camp.

"It's really my own..."

Zheng Zhilong muttered sourly.

He can understand that the reason why Xu Zhi'an is so confident is all due to His Majesty's gifts.

Just look at the First Fleet, it is true that the sailors of the First Fleet are of a very high level. But without the First Fleet, he is still blind, and there are still fewer elite sailors under his command?

Thinking of the First Fleet, Zheng Zhilong wanted another Suncheon.

Thinking about the new muskets of the soldiers in front of me, it seems that I want it!

He slowly paced to Xu Zhi'an's side.

"Lao Xu, well done."

"Basic operation!"

Xu Zhi'an didn't look back, staring at the direction of the enemy's retreat and said. Then he picked up the walkie-talkie and said:

"Don't stop the shelling, extend the range to within four miles, and surprise them. Find a few more good players, see where their generals are, and give them a few shots!"

"Yes! General!"

After doing all this, Xu Zhi'an turned his head to look at Zheng Zhilong.

"Yo, when did Mr. Zheng come? What did you just say?"

"Say you're amazing!"

Zheng Zongbing rolled his eyes in his heart and said sullenly.

"Oh~ It's nothing, basic operation. We're all used to it. Hey, hey!"

As he spoke, Xu Zhi'an scratched his head honestly.

Oops, my mother.

Are you still pretending?

"Lao Xu, are my subordinates out of a chance to play?"

"How can that!? At the moment, it's just that the battle has just begun, and the other party hasn't figured out our routine, so it's hard to say what happened next. After all, this is their chassis, and they don't know what kind of moth they want to do next. Still have to be careful, careful, careful. The strength of these musketeers under my command is not too strong, and if the other party rushes to the front, they will have to rely on the elite under the command of General Zheng!"

"Your Majesty has ordered me to cooperate with your actions, and naturally everything is under your command! Say what depends on what you don't rely on."

"Alas, in terms of official positions and titles, you are not inferior to me. Let's support each other and work together to do a good job of the things His Majesty has explained. Your Majesty is fine, and all of us will be fine."

"That's true!"

Zheng Zhilong felt the same way.

Although he is not the commander of this campaign, he will definitely have a share of the credit after the success.

The two were chatting here, but the pace of Zheng Jun's retreat did not stop.

It was only after retreating three miles away that a large number of corpses were lost, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The artillery fire of the Ming army has been chasing them, and they know that they have stopped temporarily at this time.

"It seems that the artillery of the Ming army can't hit three miles." Pan Wu breathed a sigh of relief.

"yes, it's safe for now." The people around him chimed in.

The generals all got together again.

"Safe fart! As long as they don't leave for a day, we won't be safe!" Zheng Tao shouted angrily.

In the battle just now, his men died the most. There was also a shell that almost exploded next to him, and if it weren't for someone around him, he wouldn't know what would have happened now.

"So you have an idea? Drive these dogs home?" Zheng Jiu on the side began to be angry again.

"I don't want to you... Huh?"

Zheng Kai was halfway through his words, and he heard another movement in the sky.

"Cannonballs!"

"The cannonballs are here again!"

The generals who had just relaxed a little bit were so frightened that they shrank their heads and looked for cover

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Hundreds of shells once again landed in the crowd.

Once again, the screams were heard through the wilderness.

"Run! Akito has ghosts!"

"Woohoo! They are not people! Run!"

The soldiers who had just turned around from the Ghost Gate Pass saw the Mingren's artillery attack again, and they all shouted, crying and crying for their mothers one by one.

As for the formation, command.

Fuck it.

It's all liars.

It was said that it was fried for one mile, but it turned out to be fried for two miles. Now retreat to three miles away, and bomb three miles.

"Withdraw, withdraw! Retreat five miles!"

Pan Wu saw that if he didn't give any more orders, the situation would be out of control. Once again, the order to retreat was given.

This time it was more thorough, and he went back two miles directly.

The generals also began to direct the evacuation of those below under the escort of their own soldiers.

But they didn't know that under Xu Zhi'an's orders, several mortar squads had already targeted them.

"Lao Li, let's see who hits the target first?" The gunner of one artillery squad said to the gunner of the other squad.

"Okay! You come first!"

"Then you're welcome!"

Lao Li stood at a slightly higher place and gestured, and then began to adjust the angle of the artillery.

After a moment, he nodded with satisfaction, and then took the cannonball from the hands of the soldiers on the side, carefully placed it on the muzzle, and gently let go.

Sou!

The shells were fired.

Rumble!

Lao Li stood up and watched the movement of the enemy army with a telescope with a little expectation.

After a while, he put it down and said depressedly:

"If you don't hit, it's your turn, Wang."

"Okay!"

Lao Wang rubbed his hands happily, and the mortar was an operation.

Rumble!

The shells exploded again in the camp of the Zheng army.

"Hey! There's movement! I guess it's hit! Lao Li, look at it! Convincing or not!"

Through the binoculars, several people watching the battle saw Zheng Jun's commotion, and Lao Li didn't play tricks when he saw it, and said depressedly:

"Serve."

Alas, when I returned to the capital, I had to bleed again.

Zheng Jun's commotion was indeed a general who was hit by a cannonball, and he was a relatively important figure:

Zheng Jiu.

This madman who was chattering at everyone was pierced by several shrapnel in his chest, and the blood had already flowed all over the ground, and he was lying on the ground with a pair of eyes staring at the sky blankly, as if he didn't know what was happening.

"General!"

"Old Nine!"

It wasn't until the second shell came over again and exploded not far away that everyone understood what was happening.

Zheng Jiu died.

Although he has a very bad temper, he is an extremely practical person, and the people who know him and his friendship are good. Seeing that he was shot for the first time, the people around him were stunned and failed to react immediately.

In the end, Lao Wang picked up a leak.

Yes, the cannonballs shot by Lao Li concentrated Zheng Jiu, but everyone didn't react.

Zheng Jiu naturally didn't know that his life was only worth spending money on wine once, but everyone was aware of an important issue.

"Has the Ming army moved?"

"Nope!"

"Where did that cannonball come from?"

Well?

They didn't move!

Five miles!

It's not safe either!?

"Withdraw! Withdraw!"

Pan Wu's roar echoed in the center of the formation.

Everyone stepped back silently.

How many miles are there to reach Thang Long? The sun has begun to set in the west,

This? How far to retreat?