The Soldier of the Ming Dynasty

Whoosh!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Almost in an instant, a lot of gray explosive bags and black pottery pots, like rain, roared towards the top of the Ming army!

"I'm the son of my father zilharan! Lie down! Lie down

Although Niu Gensheng had some expectations about this, he didn't expect that jierhalang was hiding so deeply!

However, both Changsheng camp and Chen Zhong's Guanglu Island Department are already very familiar with the attributes of explosive bags and hand grenades.

"Lie down! Lie down

In an instant, the same shrill cry was heard everywhere in the red battle.

How dare the generals and men of the Ming army dare to neglect?

One after another fell to the ground, with the shield tightly protect the head.

On the pontoon bridge, many children dived into the water directly through the cracks.

It was the first day of the midsummer. Even though they were wearing thick armor, but supported by a floating bridge, they didn't have to worry about drowning. Instead, they were cool and comfortable.

Under the cover plate of the floating bridge, there are many bamboos, which can be used as handle directly.

In an instant, "boom" and "boom boom" broke up in the sky.

The whole world seems to have to change color. The sky is full of violent sand, debris, and pottery.

"Ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha... "

"Die! All of you are dead

"Li Yuanqing, aren't you cruel? This time, let's see who is more cruel! Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha... "

On the top of the pagoda, zilharan couldn't help laughing.

After living for more than 30 years, he has never had a day like this.

The whole battle line with blue flag was also full of voices for a time.

After being suppressed by the Ming army for so long, it's time for them to break out!

"Minggouzi, go to hell! Ha ha... "

"Li Yuanqing, wait for me. I will take your dog's head off for a while to kick the ball!"

"Da Jin Wan Sheng!"

“………”

On the high platform of the Ming army, Chen Zhong's face was already a piece of iron green, and he spat fiercely: "I'm the son of a bitch! This tortoise son, Laozi must remove his skin and cramp, and break it into pieces, so as to relieve his hatred in my heart

Li Yuanqing's face was calm, but showed a trace of a very evil smile.

In the corner behind him, bumbutai was also a little scared.

It's a terrifying sight.

Even more than she knew about the war.

This battlefield in her imagination is totally different.

However, at this time, she could not help but pinch a sweat for the Ming army and Li Yuanqing.

How can Li Yuanqing resist the situation of jierhalang?

Bu Mu Tai is busy, looking ahead.

Her angle is in the innermost corner of the high platform shed. Although there are many tall red figures in front of her, they are not too blocking her sight.

At this time, she just saw Li Yuanqing evil spirit smile this scene.

"What?"

Bumbutai's heart suddenly hit a rush.

"Well, what's the situation?"

"Why does Li Yuanqing laugh when the situation of the Ming army is so passive now?"

If it is someone else, bumbutai is afraid to think that this person is scared to be silly by the enemy, but at this time, in front of him is the legendary Li Yuanqing!

If she didn't know Li Yuanqing before, she always felt that Li Yuanqing lived in the legend, which was exaggerated. But at this time, after the contact with Li Yuanqing these days, bumbutai clearly knew that Li Yuanqing was a despicable, lecherous and obscene villain, and a wolf who was even calmer than wolf king !

He walked all the way, almost stepping on the bones of countless golden warriors, stepping up step by step, wading in their hot blood, dyed his towering official robe, how could he How can I be frightened by such a small scene?

"Well, what's going on here?"

Out of a woman's inborn keen intuition, bumbutai suddenly felt that Li Yuanqing was like a wolf king hiding in a pack of wolves, watching the fierce wolf attack the enemy in front of him!

At this time, bu mu butai's small hand is suddenly a pain, busy instinct to look at the side.

Sure enough, Su Mo'er, the little maid, saw that Jil Haran was so powerful that she was about to be high.

If it wasn't for the situation, she would have cheered directly for zilharan.

"Sumer, are you crazy?"

Bumbutai spat at Su Mo'er low.

Su Mo'er also responded at this time. She spat out her red and cute little tongue. She laughed and whispered: "master, I'll tell you. The sixth master must have a way. "Bumbutai gave Su Mo'er a white look, but he was too lazy to contradict with the little maid. He pinched Su Mo'er's small hand with his small hand, indicating that she could have a good look at the war ahead.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

It was like a ignited explosive bag. In tashanpu, the momentum of the later Jin army had risen. They cheered and screamed one after another, throwing new explosive bags and black pottery pots into the sky of the Ming army fiercely and forcefully.

For a time, the Ming army was completely oppressed and could not raise its head, and there was no room for resistance.

Chen Zhong was already a little anxious at this time, "Yuanqing, Tartars are so fierce that our children are afraid to lose a lot! Something must be done as soon as possible. Let the boys in front of me use explosive bags to bomb them? "

Li Yuanqing smiles, "big brother, I'm not in a hurry. Just a moment. "

"Er..."

Chen Zhong could not help being speechless, because of his understanding of Li Yuanqing, but he could not guess what Li Yuanqing wanted to do.

Li Yuanqing did not have the slightest panic, on the contrary, he was speechless.

At this time, the sky has sounded Niu Gensheng for help signal bomb, he and the front son Lang, have some can not support, request support.

The main reason is that the explosive bags and black pottery pots of the later Jin army were not as strict and strict as those of Changsheng camp.

The explosive bags of Changsheng camp can basically be controlled to explode in the air, giving full play to the power of sand, stones and debris inside, and acting orderly.

But these explosive bags of the latter Jin army were obviously "fake and inferior products".

Although they want to control the explosion time of explosive bags and black pottery pots, they can't do it at all.

As a result, the explosive package that should have exploded in the air fell to the ground and then exploded, and even there was a direct misfire.

Although the soldiers of the Ming army lay down to defend themselves, they could resist a large number of sand, stones and debris in the sky, but the explosive package was so dumb that it fell on their side, and then burst apart. This kind of unforeseen damage could only be borne by their bodies.

At this time, Li Yuanqing took a look at the time. Seven or eight minutes have passed since the Jin Army started the explosive package offensive just now.

Li Yuanqing coldly waved his hand, "with the fireball, press them down!"

"Yes

The children who sent the order could not wait, and quickly conveyed Li Yuanqing's order to the front line.

Although the Gunners in front of them were behind, they saw that the dog Tartars were pressing their brothers to fight. The firearm had already rushed into the sky. At this time, they suddenly got the order of Li Yuanqing. How could these children still neglect?

One after another, they increased their maximum horsepower and put the firecrackers on the catapults and catapults relying on the fort.

At this time, the long-range strike system of Changsheng camp was already very three-dimensional.

In order to make the best use of resources, the simple assembly of Fort support is the stone throwing machine and catapult crossbow.

Every gunner in Changsheng camp should not only be proficient in all kinds of artillery knowledge, but also have a deep understanding of these "primitive" weapons.

Fortunately, these things have the same principles and principles.

Especially after the officers and men read, they are more neat and systematic.

Soon, the "firecrackers" on the side of Changsheng camp were ready. With the officer on duty shouting, "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, who.

"No! Minggouzi is fighting back

"Come on, put on your strength, and beat them back!"

The "artillery camp" position in the inlaid blue flag was also a little flustered. The masters at all levels yelled loudly, trying to make the slaves around them increase their strength, adjust their angles and attack the artillery positions of the Ming army.

But it was too late.

Within the visible range of the naked eye, the black oil bombs began to fall continuously.

Boom!

Boom! Boom!

After a continuous loud noise, the refined and pure thick oil, rolling, surging, with the burst, all the way to the face.

As for the oil burst, even if a part of the oil burst, it would not cause much damage to the people.

"Boom!"

Almost in an instant, the blazing fire, like the overwhelming rage of ghosts, poured out from the blue flag encampment in tashanpu.

Bang!

Bang bang!

The most terrible thing is that the Ming army's target of the firecrackers is very clear, that is, the "artillery camp" position with blue flag.

In addition, there are still a large number of explosive bags and black pottery pots that have not been launched yet!

In a flash, a large number of explosive packages and black pottery pots in the blue flag array were completely engulfed by the industrial fire.The huge explosion that ensued almost flattened the whole Tashan shop.

It is the pagoda more than a mile later where zilharan is located. The violent shaking seems to have directly overturned the wooden structure of the pagoda.

At this time, it was the first noon, just into the afternoon, about 11 o'clock, the scorching sun, the fiery flame, and the irresistible chain reaction had formed. In a flash, tashanpu had completely turned into human purgatory!

Many Tartars with blue flags, even without time to breathe and drink, have been engulfed by rolling flames and explosions.

Although jierhalang had foresight, he had a comfortable buffer zone in tashanpu city ahead of time.

But the firecracker is mixed with their own explosive bag, and even the great Luo immortal can't stop the spread of the monster that spews the bear industry fire.

In particular, Ming has no intention of stopping the army.

With another row of oil bombs fired further ahead, the Inferno's industrial fire has been continuous. The whole tashanpu, like a humble fruit shell, has begun to burn from the inside and is about to be completely destroyed!

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