A tent of hot blood splattered Derger's face, and the head of the most loyal captain was beaten into a rotten watermelon before his eyes.

Two of his own soldiers were also hit, and one of his chest armor was pierced by lead bullets, and the huge kinetic energy instantly shattered his internal organs, and he fell straight to the ground like a log.

The other soldier was holding a shield, stumbling backwards from the force of the impact, staggering like a drunken man.

Although the shield blocked the lead bullet, his left arm was also broken by the shock, and he hung limply, unable to lift the shield again.

At this time, there is still a glimmer of life for the Derg class. But he didn't realize that these bullets were coming at him, and he didn't have the heart to retreat immediately, and he was still shouting and shouting for command.

Zhao Mengzi pulled back the heavy musket on the chest wall and handed it back, and immediately someone took it and began to charge and reload nervously.

Several comrades-in-arms next to him did the same thing, they were all tall and strong men, and they formed a sniper team.

In the nick of time, another loaded musket was handed over. Despite the presence of recoil cushioning devices, tall and strong soldiers were selected as much as possible in the army to shoot at the disposal.

Moreover, there were three loaders for each musketeer, which was the reason why the trenches could not be built too wide to prevent bows and arrows from being fired.

"Aim, this time you must kill him." Zhao Mengzi reminded loudly, set up the gun, and clamped the fire rope on the dragon's head.

"I can't run away from him this time." A musketeer gritted his teeth in agreement, regretting that he had missed the shot, and was ready to hit the target this time.

The muzzles of several firearms moved slowly, locking onto the Derg class again. The figure swayed, and Zhao Mengzi and the others did not shoot easily, patiently looking for opportunities.

Finally, in the rising clouds of gunsmoke, the thunder of the sky was exalted, and the Derge class was exposed.

"Fire!" Zhao Mengzi let out a low roar and paused slightly before pulling the board machine.

After a long period of cooperation, several people have formed a tacit understanding. After the order, they will wait a little so that they can stabilize the gun after shouting, and they can shoot at the same time, firing a salvo.

Three seconds later, a roar rang out, and the six heavy muskets fired almost simultaneously, causing the gunfire to overlap in a very powerful way.

Heavy white smoke rose so that they could not observe the outcome of the battle for the time being, and that was not their task. A small officer was holding a telescope, giving them guidance and goals.

Jiannu finally crossed the last trench, and although he had been beaten to pieces by ferocious fire, there seemed to be signs of melee hand-to-hand combat, and even breaking through the defenses.

Derge's voice was even louder, and he seemed to have become the banner of Jiannu, encouraging the troops with heavy casualties to regroup and continue to rush forward.

The roar of the salvo from the Ming position went unnoticed, and the deadly buckshot whistled in an instant, and the sound of the Derge class came to an abrupt end in the rain of blood splashed by a canopy.

A heavy lead bullet hit Derge's chest, the heart shield was pierced, and the lead bullet deformed and hit the armor inside, although the powerful kinetic energy failed to penetrate again, but it was absorbed by Derge's body.

The sternum was undoubtedly broken, and it was not necessary to investigate whether the broken bone spurs pierced the heart or the lungs.

Derg fell to the ground, blood and dark shards spurting from his mouth, his body getting softer and his eyes glazed over. At last his eyes remained motionless, open like dead fish, staring blankly at the gray sky.

The sound of guns and cannons on the battlefield was deafening, one after another, completely covering the wails of the own soldiers, and the Dergers could not hear them anyway.

The proximity of the distance makes the power of the musket enhanced again, and at a distance of tens of meters, the eagle gun is almost indestructible, and the heavy armor is useless.

A round of fierce bombardment of sky-bombarding cannons, the shotgun of the Francophone and the Tiger Squat Cannon... The bullets swept and the light and heavy muskets took turns to fire, finally shattering Jiannu's last hope.

With the corpses of the Derge class, but leaving behind countless wounded and corpses, Jiannu finally retreated in embarrassment under the pursuit of muskets and artillery.

The drums of war rumbled, and pikemen and sword and shield men jumped out of the trenches, shouting and launching a counter-charge against the retreating enemy.

But the counter-charge was also at the end of the point, and the pikemen and sword and shield men rushed to the stake formation and stopped. While they were holding the gap, they slashed the wounded and cut off the heads.

Later, the Ming army stepped forward, carried the rejection horse, blocked the gap, and tied it with wire. Without panic, taking advantage of the defeat of Jiannu, the Ming army did these tasks in a very orderly manner.

Behind them were artillery and muskets above and below the city; In front of him, there was a victorious scene of the enemy being slaughtered all over the place.

In the city, the banner of Jinglu is fluttering proudly. Xiong Tingbi put down the binoculars, stroked his beard, and sneered.

What other tricks does Jiannu have? In addition to continuing to fill it with human lives, it is estimated that the donkey skills are exhausted.

And the Ming army still has a backhand, or most of the troops have not been used. Even if Jiannu attacked the city, it would only be a repeat of the defeat of Quang Ninh, or even worse.

Hey? Xiong Tingbi's eyes narrowed, and his brows furrowed.

That's Huang Degong, who actually crossed the stake formation with a few personal soldiers and continued to harvest people's heads.

Although it is not to collect heads during the war, this problem has to be corrected. Xiong Tingbi snorted and asked Mingjin to withdraw his troops.

The rear of the Houjin army also sounded the sound of Mingjin, which was an order given by the old slave.

The officers and soldiers in front of him were like being amnestied, and Mang Gurtai, who was holding his brother's corpse and weeping, could only punch the hard ground in resentment, and looked up at Ning Yuanjian City, which stood proudly with eyes full of anger and unwillingness.

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"The guns are like rain and snow, and there is no dead in our army's attack", "The guns that can penetrate two or three layers of iron armor, and those who are naked or thinly clothed in them have not been injured, and they are all the protection of the gods."

In the historical materials of the Later Jin, there are many such records. The officers and soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty seemed to have practiced the "invulnerable" physical protection skills, and often killed the Ming army at the cost of zero casualties.

Who believes? Boasting about himself, exaggerating the enemy's losses, and covering up his own battle losses, this kind of propaganda method in the war, can Zhu Youxiao still not understand?

Of course, the gap between the Ming army and the Houjin army in terms of combat strength, especially in field battles, does exist, and it is still very large.

But on the other hand, the Houjin army, which was outdated and backward, was not inferior to the Ming army equipped with advanced weapons.

Spirituality is paramount, weapons are secondary, information is blocked, and formulas will not be thrown diagonally...... Well, it is indeed a huge flaw of the post-Kanesavage.

Zhu Youxiao did not deny the importance of spirit, but he never relaxed in terms of weapons, and he has been doing everything in his power to keep the Ming army in an absolutely leading position in the war.