Emperor’s Battlefield: I, Zhu Houzhao, like to push horizontally

Chapter 134: For the sake of Princess, rush!
Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

This sentence has been practiced many times.

Kangxi's reward was passed on, and the Han Banners instantly went berserk.

Money, official rewards and so on.

Those are all secondary.

Among them, the most exciting thing is that they can marry Princess.

If you marry Princess, you will become the consort of the Qing Dynasty, and you will be considered half a Manchu.

Although Kangxi now attaches great importance to the Han people, he still looks down on the Han people in his heart.

In the Qing Dynasty, Han officials rarely became the top batch, and they had to pass the imperial examination to become an official.

But the banner people are different.

As long as a Manchu is willing to be an official, he can still know a word or two. The big ones can't become officials, but the small ones can still do it easily.

Hearing and hearing, coupled with their own knowledge, made the Han people deeply understand.

If you want to climb up, if you want to become a high-level official in the Qing Dynasty, you must either become a bannerman or marry a Manchu wife. The more status you have, the better.

Which Manchu woman has the most noble status?

There is no doubt that she is the emperor's daughter. Even if she is an unpopular existence, the benefits brought by her status are unimaginable to ordinary people.

They had no chance before and could only think about it in their hearts.

Now that the opportunity is in front of us, the day has come for our ancestors to make a comeback. Who doesn't want to fight for it?

"For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, for the emperor, for the sake of Princess, brothers, come to me!"

As the leader of the Han flag shouted.

The officers and soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty instantly transformed into wild buffaloes, ignoring their comrades who were mowed down by machine guns, shouting and charging forward.

This time Kangxi entered the battlefield, each banner brought 16 troops, a total of more than [-] troops.

Except for the Eight Banners soldiers guarding him, the other Han Eight Banners shouted and rushed forward.

The charge of hundreds of thousands of people was so shocking.

Thirty heavy machine guns are indeed powerful.

But no matter how powerful this thing is, it can't kill 10,000+ people at once.

The piles of corpses were piled up one after another, and the machine gun had to replace bullets to dissipate heat. After all, it could not stop the crazy Han Baqi.

"Damn it, I think I'm a fool. Brothers, there are soldiers from several other empires watching. We can't embarrass the Song people and charge at me!"

Seeing that the enemy was about to break through the defense line, Zhao Kuangyin jumped out of the jeep, picked up a dragon coiling stick, and charged directly with his troops.

The emperor personally took the lead in the charge, and the morale of the Song army reached its peak in an instant.

After many exchanges with soldiers from other countries, many soldiers also learned about the history behind the Song Dynasty.

The mighty Song Dynasty was actually called a weak Song Dynasty, which made the soldiers feel aggrieved.

They tried their best every time they fought, just to let the soldiers from other countries know that there were no cowards in their Song Dynasty.

Now that several countries are fighting together, they will naturally not miss this opportunity to compete for face.

"Kill~"

The sound of killing is all over the sky.

Under the leadership of Zhao Kuangyin, the Song army collided with the rushing Han Eight Banners.

The sound of gunshots, bayonets piercing flesh, and the sounds of swords and swords mingling together.

From time to time, people on both sides fell to the ground and were trampled by countless feet, unable to get up again.

A lot of people have thought about it.

I am so timid, will I be afraid of death on the battlefield?

Real veterans will tell you.

No matter how timid you are, once you go to the battlefield, you won't be afraid of anything in that kind of atmosphere.

The only thought in his mind is to kill, kill more people.

"Let me support you, how can I support you?"

Several Stukas flew across the sky.

Looking at the two legions fighting together below, the pilot had a black line on his head.

They were chasing the fleeing Mongols, and were asked by their superiors to come over to support Zhao Kuangyin.

I thought it would be a relaxing support.

But looking at it now, they couldn't even support them if they wanted to.

The two parties are fighting together and dropping bombs. The probability of killing one's own people is greater than that of the enemy.

"Captain, what should we do? We really can't throw it where there are few friendly forces."

The wingman's question sounded in the headset.

The team leader pondered for a while and finally rejected the suggestion.

They were carrying high-yield aerial bombs and even more lethal incendiary bombs, so the possibility of accidental damage was too great.

If it were their own troops and their superiors demanded support at all costs, they might bite the bullet and drop the bomb.

But below are not our own troops, but friendly forces fighting in a joint operation.

If this kills friendly troops, it will be hard to explain to the superiors.

"Captain, there is a group of unfriendly and enemy troops here."

Just when the team leader was hesitant to go back, a team member's report sounded in the headset.

The squad leader's eyes lit up.

"Which way?" "My fighter plane is heading towards 8:00."

Soon, the team leader locked onto a small hill.

A group of people could be seen faintly above, observing the battlefield below.

"Come with me."

"Damn!"

Kangxi, who had been staring at the sky since the arrival of the fighter plane, saw the fighter plane running this way and instantly understood that it was targeting him.

Regardless of calling the troops to disperse, Kangxi grabbed a horse and ran away.

Does he know how lethal this thing is, and the more people there are, the happier this thing is.

The Eight Banners soldiers who were looking at the battlefield below looked dumbfounded at Kangxi who suddenly ran away.

"A bunch of idiots, why are you still standing there, run away."

Kangxi, who had run for a while, saw those idiots still looking at him blankly and cursed in anger.

But it was too late after all.

Before the Eight Banners soldiers could react, the screams of death vultures rang out in the sky.

The Eight Banners soldiers subconsciously raised their heads and saw several iron birds swooping down in a herringbone pattern.

Within sight of their naked eyes, the round guy fell down.

"Everything..."

The round thing suddenly exploded a few meters above the ground, and countless sticky liquids were thrown out.

In just a moment, the sticky liquid spontaneously ignited without fire, forming a rain of fire that fell from the sky and enveloped many Eight Banners soldiers.

Such a big movement attracted the attention of both warring parties.

When they saw the burning men rolling down the hill one by one, the soldiers on either side felt frightened in their hearts.

Rather than being burned to death, they preferred a quick stab.

"It's the Emperor and the others!"

I don't know who shouted, and the hearts of the Han Banners tightened.

Only then did they realize that that seemed to be where the emperor was.

Your Majesty, sea of ​​fire.

Damn!

The Han Banners felt a sudden chill in their necks.

If the emperor dies, they will not end well.

Those Manchu lords killed people without blinking an eye.

Not to mention their 10,000+ people, there were so many people in Yangzhou and Jiading that they hesitated to kill.

In addition, the commander-in-chief was attacked, and the Han Banners became even more panicked.

"The enemy's emperor is dead, brothers, kill me!"

Zhao Kuangyin noticed this scene and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"The enemy's emperor is dead, the enemy's emperor is dead!"

The soldiers followed suit and shouted.

Soon, the entire battlefield resounded with shouts that the enemy emperor was dead.

The Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, who were already worried about Kangxi, were instantly demoralized. Under the pursuit of the Song army, they retreated toward the city in embarrassment.

"Assholes, a bunch of stupid pigs, if I die, will you still be here? Where are all your brains?"

Kangxi, who had escaped the bombing, pointed at the defeated Han Eight Banners below and cursed.

But what's the use of being angry again?

Once the army is defeated, it does not mean that it can be gathered together.

"Go, find Huang Taiji, ask him to take action, and tell him to give him half of the loot I got."

The defeat was a foregone conclusion. In order to preserve his strength, Kangxi could only send people to Huang Taiji for help.

Due to the large-scale change of equipment of his soldiers, the size of the cavalry was also greatly reduced.

Faced with this kind of defeat, the best way is to bring in reinforcements to restore the situation.

Now, except for the Eight Banners soldiers guarding the city, he does not have many troops at his disposal, so it is difficult to restore the defeat.

Now he can only hope that Huang Taiji's Eight Banners Cavalry can change the situation in front of him.

Even if the defeat cannot be saved, it is still a good choice to sneak attack the Song army from behind and severely weaken the opponent's strength.

Soon the news reached Huang Taiji's ears.

Huang Taiji is reorganizing his army and building siege equipment.

Hearing Kangxi's plea for help, he felt proud.

This little guy is his junior, but he has always been against him. Huang Taiji has been unhappy for a long time.

If there weren't other opponents in the group, he would have to deal with this unfilial junior.

Although he really wanted Song Jun to teach Kangxi a lesson, in the current situation, Kangxi could not be defeated, otherwise it would be difficult to fight later.

"bass!"

Pulling out the sword from his waist, Huang Taiji shouted to the cavalry on standby: "My sons, those juniors have lost the battle, and now we men are the ones to blame."

"Everyone, follow me and let these young brats have a good look at how to fight the war!"

"Hoo ho ho~"

(End of this chapter)