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"and many more!"

It is estimated that Huang Taiji will be envious when he sees it. With a swipe, half of Mao Jue's headquarters, one person and one person, put up their binoculars to look at the past. After a few glances, Fan Wenju's expression immediately became extremely ugly. Mao Jue bowed heavily.

"General, it's Zuo Front Yabao, Chief Qian Shenquan!"

Shen Rong couldn't help trembling, but he didn't hear that, and continued to look forward, sitting on the military bench, Mao Jue's hand was also pinched on his chin, and he hesitated for a few seconds. Shake your head.

"General Liu Xingzuo, your hussar regiment, let's go!"

Driving from west to east, more than 100 scarred Dongjiang troops walked forward exhaustedly, while the Jianzhou Tartars behind them were holding long guns and poking at the back, not allowing them to stop even a step.

But even so, at the end of the walk, with his head on the tip of the spear, Shen Quan roared back the glass.

"Kill me if you have the ability! I am not afraid of death!"

"General! Shen Quan has shamed you! Fire at me!"

In recognition of Dongjiang, these remnant soldiers of Zuomo Fort also shouted angrily.

But despite these remnant soldiers roaring and shouting angrily, those Jianzhou Jurchens were still pushing and shoving. They have done this many times to drive Ming people to attack their own fortifications, but this time, they drove There are too few people.

At this time, a burst of smoke and dust rose from the southeast, and the Dongjiang cavalry, who had not gone down the mountain until now, finally galloped up and came straight to this side. Looking at this scene, Shen Quan's eyes were tearing apart, and he was furious. shouted.

"Leave us alone! General, kill the Tartars!"

At the same time, in the camp of the Qing army, Huang Taiji finally burst out laughing excitedly, while Fan Wencheng beside him laughed like a mouse, with contemptuous contempt.

"Mao Jue! The benevolence of a woman! Can't take care of the overall situation!"

Those who can ride down the mountain are usually soldiers. When this soldier is dispatched, the defensive force on the other side is naturally weak. It doesn't matter that the bait is a cow with more than 200 riders. Smile, Huang Taiji is like a cup of heroes. Like a lion, he roared violently.

"Step up the attack!"

All of a sudden, the dense rain of arrows in front of the Dongjiang Army Town increased ten times. In a daze, there were two puffs. The two brothers around him had been shot and fell down, and an arrow was pierced on his shoulder. An unknown number of Qing troops surged out, baring their teeth like the beastman in "The Lord of the Rings", frantically attacking the Dongjiang front.

His eyes were tearing apart, and Liu Da shouted anxiously: "Where are our grenadiers! Push them down!"

"Master! Withdrawal order!"

At this time, a shocking and sluggish sound sounded around me, and the rushing sound of gold clanging sounded in my ears. I looked back in disbelief, and saw the densely packed Dongjiang army retreating on the front three fronts. With a sound of hi, Liu Da picked up the brother who had been hit by an arrow, and Liu Da also turned to the side and ran back.

Within a few seconds, the dead soldiers of the Qing army in heavy armor and roaring like beasts plunged fiercely into the trench where the bloody battle had lasted for most of the day.

It may be said that under such circumstances, under the gaze of Huang Taiji's telescope, the dawn of victory seems to have finally bloomed to the Qing army. The first floor, the second floor, and the third floor, the Dongjiang moats like the scroll finally As it should be, one by one fell into the hands of the Qing army, just like it was during the Sarhu War. More importantly, after more than ten minutes of assault, the Qing army finally touched the Dongjiang artillery position that had been making their teeth itch with hatred. superior!

"Protect the gunner!"

Roaring heart-piercingly, the head of the guard Zhao Tunu slammed the bayonet into the ditch like a lunatic, ignoring the countless bones and knives slashing at himself, pushing several people staggeringly to the ground. Going back, on the edge of the whole fort, fierce fighting is also happening one after another, with the lead-gray Jianlu bit by bit backlogging the black Dongjiang.

Seeing this scene, the veins on Sun Chun's forehead swelled up, he took a few deep breaths, then gritted his teeth, and waved the flag in hand violently.

"Back! Back!"

Roaring all the time, the artillery fire that Dongjiang was proud of began to misfire piece by piece.

One cannon is equivalent to two futures, and the nobles entered the third rank! The red-eyed Qing army rushed to the edge of the artillery position regardless of their status, and threw the torch directly into the gunpowder barrel. Under the loud bang, a ton of heavy The Dongjiang Hongyi cannon also flew up from the fort, and smashed down the mountain fiercely.

"Ming Gouzi's cannon array has been broken! Attack!"

The sixteen cowhide army drums sounded fiercely again. It seemed that the scene of the Sarhu War was finally going to repeat itself. The inexhaustible wealth of Iron Mountain City was also waving to him. Huang Taiji drew out his sword and shouted wildly Fierce battles waved forward, and from every gap, countless Qing troops rushed out, rolling towards Jialao Mountain like ants.

The final decisive battle seems to be imminent!

Chapter 369. Not that simple!

Deafening explosions came and went one after another on the hillside. Huge fireworks spewed out scorching red light. Mao Jue's biggest killer gun array turned into a sea of ​​flames in the terrifying serial explosions. Those dead soldiers of the Qing army who were assaulted seemed to be unlucky themselves. , was torn apart under the impact of the collapsing artillery and projectiles, broken cannon fragments and torn limbs rained down the hillside like raindrops.

But at this time Huang Taiji didn't care anymore. The 16 Qing army came alive like an ancient monster. The two wings represented the Mongolian light cavalry with hairy claws charging upwards from the gentle slopes on both sides. The central army was the last of the Qing army. The mighty and powerful Eight-Banner cavalry raised their bows and shouted, and the heavy soldiers behind them also held spears and simple knives, rushing forward wow, it was completely like a mountain pressing eggs , to once again flow the blood of Salhu into a river and repeat it here.

16 vs. 18 troops, more than doubled. Napoleon, known as a genius in later generations, fought against 36 French troops in Leipzig against [-] anti-French alliances. It was still the scene of resentment, but at this moment, sitting on a military bench and looking down Mao Jue's face showed unprecedented excitement and madness like a vampire. He watched the Qing army rushing to the foot of the mountain like a tide, and he swung his arms forward as if crazy.

"fire!!!"

Not only him, but even the rest of the Dongjiang generals had bloodshot eyes, roaring collectively like lunatics.

Are all Dongjiang executives crazy together?

impossible!

The one who is so crazy should be Huang Taiji!

The excitement of killing still remained on his face, but the eyes like eagles and wolves suddenly showed full of horror, and fireballs like doomsday meteorites dragged black smoke, reflected in Huang Taiji's eyes. in the pupil.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

With a bang, the horrific sixteen-pound solid bullets dragged a series of gray smoke into the cavalry, and the horses and riders were torn to pieces by the terrifying chemical energy.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Amidst the heart-piercing screams, the shrapnel that exploded on the head smashed the death-like bullets on the heads of the heavy infantry group. A Jianzhou infantryman was smashed across his chest while clutching his chest. The transparent blood hole knelt down in disbelief, then immediately raised its head, roaring in despair, revealing the last wave of unwillingness.

On the chaotic battlefield, the whole unit of the Qing army quickly disappeared under artillery fire. Looking at the flames gushing from the mountain, the fear of being defeated by Yuan Chonghuan at the foot of Ningyuan City was like water, and the fear once again appeared in Huang Taiji's pupils.

"how is this possible?"

Nothing is impossible. There were indeed more than 220 red-clothed cannons in the artillery formation of the Chinese Army that were destroyed by the assault troops, but who told him that this was all the artillery fire of Mao Jue! There is a famous saying in later generations, don’t put all your eggs in the same basket Well, how could Mao Jue be so stupid that he gathered all the artillery together to give the Qing army a chance to make a fool of themselves.

Poverty really limited Huang Taiji's imagination. After destroying the main artillery array of Mao Jue's army, he couldn't wait to order the whole army to march, which happened to expose the troops to the Dongjiang artillery fire.The main position of Dongjiang is in front of the Jialaoshan Arsenal, just like the Soviet army in the Stalingrad defense battle. The tanks that just came off the production line went directly to the German positions. The latest gun was the production line just yesterday, 300 Multiple cannons blasted out the swan song of death.

Smelling the thick gunpowder intoxicatedly, looking at the messy formation of the Qing army after three rounds of shelling, Mao Jue frantically swung his saber forward.

"Dongjiang Army, attack!!!"

There was only one word to kill. Liu Da, whose eyes were bloodshot while shouting all over the sky, was the first to rush out of the ditch after being beaten for a long time, followed by the Dongjiang army like the Kuroshio, pouring out of the hillside like opening a sluice. And down, at this time, there is no need to talk about three-stage shooting. The one who rushes to the front shoots directly, followed by the rushing up and shoots again. Under the impact of the gunfire, the Mongolian cavalry who has lost the impact and will to fight One by one fell off the horse like dumplings, and the rest panicked and wanted to retreat, but the Dongjiang army who was overtaking used bayonets to pick off the horse.

The entire Qing army formation began to collapse, and the front troops retreated one after another, colliding with the infantry behind them.

But Huang Taiji is Huang Taiji after all, after the shock, his oily and sweaty face was gloomy as if it was about to rain, and he pressed his hand down hard.

Out of the eight banners, six were dispatched, and the only ones that preserved their strength were the two yellow banners personally led by Huang Taiji. Passed through the array.

The two wings of the Dongjiang Army, which was advancing by leaps and bounds, suddenly a group of cavalry rushed out, and the dozens of privates who were thrown out by the skirmish line were caught off guard by the speeding cavalry. He almost stared out, but could only yell angrily.

"Blow the horn, gather together!"

Amidst the sound of the horn, the scattered Dongjiang troops began to shrink together, and dark formations began to form on the battlefield like a chessboard. Once they faced not the Liaodong Musketeers who turned around and ran away, but the dark bayonet bushes.