Chongzhen's open life

Chapter 247 Jierhalang - Curtain Call

After receiving Bai Polu's military order, the artillery battalion at the Yongwei Camp was still operating the Feilei Cannon to shoot explosive packets at Jiannu's central army one after another.

And those sergeants who manipulated the arrows quickly divided into two, and turned the arrow launchers of the models in their hands to aim at the two sides of the army rushing towards Houjin, and gave them a thunderous blow only when they entered the shooting range. !
Standing in the front row of the army, rows of soldiers of the Yongwei Battalion armed with flintlock guns loaded the flintlock guns with ammunition expressionlessly, and then pointed their guns at the front under the orders of their respective commanders.

The first row started to squat down, the second row squatted halfway, and the third row straightened up, posing a classic three-stage shooting posture, and then turned into statues and stood still, just waiting for the enemy to enter the range.

On both sides of the two armies, except for the Chinese army, almost ordinary people from Houjin Fang under the leadership of their respective banner owners charged from both sides to the opposite Yongwei Battalion.

The person on the right who is commanding the charge is none other than Jierhalang!
The sound of explosions rang in my ears, and all kinds of flying sand and rocks splashed everywhere. These things that were ordinary and everywhere turned into dangerous things that could kill people at this moment. If you are not careful, you may lose the hands of these things!
For these, Jierhalang didn't care. Against the gunfire and wind, Jierhalang stared at the front with firm eyes, and the horse under his crotch moved flexibly under his superb riding skills, avoiding all kinds of people who couldn't see. The attack at the place is constantly approaching the eternal goal!

close!Closer again!

Jierhalang was the fastest rushing this way, and he just rushed within [-] steps of the Yongwei Battalion. The artillery fire from this distance from the Yongwei Battalion would no longer attack at will, because it was too close.

A smile appeared on Jierhalang's face.

almost!almost!
At the speed of their horseback riding, they would be able to rush into the formation of the Ming army on the opposite side in at most ten breaths.

As long as he can lead the men under his command to rush in, he is confident that he will quickly defeat the formation of the Ming army on the opposite side, and thus win the battle!

At that time, they will be rewarded with this flag based on merit and deeds, and they will be able to share the most lucrative spoils!

Jierhalang clenched the scimitar in his hand, staring at the front with piercing eyes, his whole body was like a sharp arrow ready to go, waiting for the right time to explode with unimaginable power!

Three hundred steps!
280 steps!
240 steps!
210 steps!

Two hundred steps! ! !
"Kill!"

With a roar of rage, Jierhalang lashed the horse's whip fiercely on the buttocks of the horse under his crotch, and the horse neighed and sped up the speed again!

It's time for the final charge!

Not only Jierhalang, but also all the bannermen behind him launched the final charge like him!

The whole flag rushed forward as if walking with the wind, and they were about to win the first prize! ! !
call out!
Whoosh!Whoosh!
The next moment, a scene that they didn't expect appeared. Just as they stepped into the range of [-] steps, there was a strange howling sound in the opposite Yongweiying Town, which they couldn't hear. What comes out.

Those who have been with bows and arrows all year round can tell that this is not the sound of arrows, this sound is heavier and sharper than arrows!
The next moment, they saw black clouds shooting out from the army formation of the Yongwei Battalion in their line of sight!
The black cloud pierced through the sky and came to the rear golden cavalry, and they finally saw the true appearance of the flying thing!

Based on their limited knowledge, their perception of this thing is whether it is a crossbow or a heavy siege crossbow, but if it is really a siege crossbow, it cannot be so dense!
They couldn't figure it out, and the arrows from the divine machine didn't give them time to figure it out.

They manipulated their war horses to dodge the incoming arrows of the divine machine, and before they could be proud, there was a burst of roaring, and they who escaped the arrows of the divine machine were submerged in the flames!

Whoosh! ! !
Boom boom boom boom! ! !
The sound of shooting was like raindrops in a rainstorm, and the roar of explosions was like the sound of firecrackers in the New Year to send these Jurchens off.

Everything is so harmonious!So loving!

The art of explosion and death is presented on this battlefield, bringing a rare "beautiful" scene to the world!
……

Jierhalang is lucky!

He dodged the bombardment of the Flying Thunder God, dodged the cover shot of the Shenji arrow, and rushed out of the place of art with his personal guards, within a hundred steps of the Yongwei Battalion!

At this time, Jierhalang was in a panic!
He was completely deaf in both ears, because he was shocked by the explosion!
There were wounds all over his body, which were scratched by the sharp arrow fragments of the explosive magic arrow, but fortunately, none of the fragments scratched his vitals, so that he rushed out alive.

But I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune for Jierharang and his guards who rushed out together.

Because at the moment they came out, the third wave of attack from the Yongwei Battalion had arrived, and this was a feast that had been prepared for them long ago!
The soldiers of the Yongwei Battalion who are the chefs are already hungry and thirsty!

boom! boom! boom!
Rows of thousands of flintlock guns were triggered, and the flint ignited the primer. The impact of the primer explosion pushed the ammunition out of the barrel, rushed out of the muzzle along the rifling, and flew forward!

Bang bang bang!
Just after a round of neat shooting was over, the soldiers in the first row quickly retreated, and the soldiers in the second row immediately filled up their positions, squatted down and fired, and the cycle continued!
The firing sound of the flintlock is like a hasty movement playing its own concerto on the battlefield!
to their guests.

Jurchens!
Play the curtain call ceremony!
boom!
Jierhalang, who was rushing forward, widened his eyes, and slowly lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the blooming blood on his chest.

Did he just die like this?

Thinking of this, Jierhalang was full of resentment, but he was helpless.

But how could a sinful person like him with blood of innocent people on his hands die so easily? Before he could close his eyes, bang bang bang the next moment! ! !

Maybe it was his clothes, he was being taken care of, maybe dozens, maybe hundreds of people were all targeting him, before dozens of rounds of ammunition hit his body, limbs, and face continuously. superior!
His whole body was rushed off the horse by the constant impact force, fell to the ground, turned into a corpse like a sieve, and was crushed into blood foam by the horses following behind , not even a slightly complete body remains.

"Baylor! Baylor! Lord Baylor!"

"It's not good, Lord Baylor was hit! Save Lord Baylor!"

"It can't be saved, Lord Belle is dead! Lord Belle is dead!"

"Hurry up and take back Lord Baylor's body! Take it back!"

"Ahh! You idiots! Lord Baylor's body has been trampled into a meat paste by you! It's a meat paste!!!"

"Woooooo! Lord Baylor! The subordinates are incompetent, they can't take your body back! Woooooooooo..."

(End of this chapter)