The Soldier of the Ming Dynasty

At the head of Lushun City, the Ming army said in Li Yuanqing: "eight or nine is not far from ten. Ah min. Ha ha... "

Seeing that they have entered the 350 step range, Chen Zhong whispered, "Yuanqing, do you want to serve them a big dish?"

Li Yuanqing pondered for a moment, shook his head slowly, and said with a faint smile: "don't worry at first. There will not be too many of them attacking the city this time. I'll give them some cold dishes first, and I'll make them appetizers first. "

At this time, it is afternoon, the sun is very spicy, although there is cool sea breeze, but the hot ultraviolet rays directly penetrate into the body, it is not good.

Soon, the young Han slaves, carrying sandbags, came to the city 50 steps away, desperately rushing towards the city.

Although Li Yuanqing could not bear it, but at this time, it was not the time for women's benevolence. He directly and decisively issued the order, "shoot."

After that, shunzi and Yang Xiaobo were already ready.

"First row, launch. Prepare for the second row - "

" bang bang bang. "

After two rounds of bird shot suppression, the Han slaves in the city were in chaos, crying for their parents and calling for their mother. They left 50 or 60 corpses and fled backward in a rolling manner.

The latter Jin army had expected this result for a long time. They did not pay any attention to the Han slaves. Some soldiers threatened them with swords and bows, and drove them away from both sides of the Jin army's battle line. More than 100 blue flag armed armored swords and shields quickly filled the positions of the Han slaves.

Although these Han slaves fled for their lives, their sandbags and bodies were left behind, forming a simple artificial shelter. These sword and shield soldiers hid behind the shelter to avoid the gunshot of the Ming army.

For a moment, they put up their shields and wanted to connect the simple positions to create space for the follow-up troops.

How can Li Yuanqing make them so relaxed? Continue to make the birds and blunderbusses suppress them.

In an instant, the "bang bang bang" of the bird's blundering blunders, the smoke of gunpowder, and the flames splashed everywhere, making these swords and shield soldiers unable to raise their heads.

Li Yuanqing's side of the bird gun soldiers have 400 people, 400 guns, a bird's blunderbuss can be fired for about five times in a row, before they need to cool down and rest.

At this time, a team of 50 people, a series of attacks, can ensure sufficient firepower and continuity.

"The humble clay can only play these mean tricks. As long as we rush in front of them, they will die and let us kill them. The warriors of Da Jin, follow me. "

Among the gold saber and shield soldiers, a generation with blue flag could no longer bear such suppression. He cried out desperately, raised his shield and carried a sandbag. He jumped out of the sandbag defense and rushed to the city.

A few of his trusted slaves were also shouting. They looked like a model. They raised their shields and carried sandbags, and rushed down to the city.

At the head of the city, Li Yuanqing can't help being happy. Ah min, these stupid slaves, are really naive.

Busy to the nearby birds and blunderbusses soldiers shouting: "children, it's time for you to do meritorious deeds. All the officials in charge of the town have polished their eyes for Laozi and recorded their merits for the children. "

These birds and blunderbusses were overjoyed and took aim at these stupid hats.

For a moment, a burst of gunpowder and gunpowder roared together. This generation and the seven or eight people behind him were directly beaten into a hornet's nest, killing and injuring.

The son of this generation died and could not believe what was happening. His shield had already been broken, but he used it to support his body. He looked far away to the direction of the city. It seemed that he wanted to see what was killing him.

In his memory, the Ming army's blunderbusses were used as firecrackers?

"Hey. How dare you look at Laozi

Shunzi was not able to resist a burst of fire. He grabbed a bird's blunderbuss from the soldiers nearby, lit the fire rope, and aimed at the son's brain, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang -"

just listening to a dull sound, the face of this generation suddenly burst, like a tomato suddenly exploded, dark red filthy splash, but he has no strength to shout, but his body is like a zombie, directly frozen on the spot, or did not fall down.

"Hey. It's a dog. Bring me the blunderbuss again. "

Shunzi sent another shot, straight to his knee, which beat the zombie like body of this generation.

There was a burst of cheers from the city.

"Stupid Tartars, arrogant what? Do you really think you're not dead? "

"Shunzi is very powerful."

"The long life camp is ten thousand victories, I am bright ten thousand victories."

"Ha ha, Wan Sheng..."

Zhang pan also patted shunzi on the shoulder, "shunzi, Jieqi, ha ha, it's really too Jieqi. After this battle, my brother will buy you a drink. "

The relationship between Li Yuanqing and shunzi is not a secret at all.

Shunzi is Li Yuanqing's brother-in-law, Li Yuanqing's brother-in-law, and Li Yuanqing's most trusted person. In addition, he is very straight and smart. He is respectful to Zhang pan and Chen Zhong. He gets on well with the officers of the two departments. Everyone gives him extra face and looks up to him.

Chen Zhong also stepped forward and hugged shunzi's neck, "boy, not bad."Shunzi laughs and looks at Li Yuanqing secretly.

Li Yuanqing white his one eye, "next time with your own gun.". Are you going to fill the two brothers? "

"Yes." Shunzi was overjoyed and rushed to help the two soldiers to fill the bomb.

Li Yuanqing also showed a smile on his face.

If the latter Jin Jun wants to play like this, how can he be worthy of them if he doesn't kill them?

However, the situation was so critical that it was far from the time of celebration that Li Yuanqing winked at Chen Zhonghe and Zhang pan. Zhang pan understood him and immediately exclaimed, "you sons of bitches, where are you going. Tartars are coming up again. I'll be busy with my business. "

……

Not far away, Amin clearly witnessed the process just now, teeth root son hate itching.

His blue flag was stationed in Liaozhong and Liaodong. This was the first time that he faced Li Yuanqing in the three southern parts of Liaoning. He thought he could win a good prize this time. In front of his Khan AMA and his brothers, he had a long face. How could he think that the battle has not started yet?

Unexpectedly, he was slapped hard in the face, but he was still noisy

How can Amin accept this?

However, Amin started to fight with his godfather and slaves since he was a teenager. He had experienced many battles and had rich experience. By this time, he had realized that although Lushun city seemed calm, in fact, its defense system was stable. If he tried to use the old method to deal with the Ming army, it would not work.

Although Amin is rebellious, he is not a fool.

His father died early. Although he was adopted as an adopted son by his uncle and Godfather and slave, in fact, his tribe is still the legacy of his father, which is extremely valuable.

At this time, before touching the city wall, more than a dozen people were killed and wounded. How can he fight this bloody battle?

"My Lord, minggou's firearm is sharp. This is not the way. It's better for Han dogs to push the earth! " An old slave around him hurriedly said to Amin.

Amin looks back. The two cattle records of abatai in blue flag are eyeing at the back, and the eyes of all the people in the rear and the Chinese army are also gathered here.

"These humble muds." Amin spat fiercely, "drive up those Han dog slaves and let them be meat shields. Let fuchatai follow the meat shields and put up the ladder first. "

"Cha." The old servant rushed to arrange for it.

Fuchatai is Amin's younger son, also a powerful official of the Fucha department. He is Amin's most trusted partner, friend and subordinate. By this time, Amin will no longer keep it. First rush to the city.

At the same time, a wave of Han slaves, about 800 or 900, were driven by the soldiers of the later Jin Dynasty, carrying sandbags and rushing to the city again.

……

At this time, in the military battle of the Late Jin Dynasty, the old slaves riding on the horse of Shenwei also narrowed their eyes slightly, and looked at the direction of Lushun city.

"Han AMA, is this the Ming army's firearm? It looks like it's a bit sharp. " Dourgen leaned against the old slave's arms and clenched his small fist tightly.

"Han AMA, brother fourteen, firearm, what is a firearm? Can you match our big gold's riding and shooting? " By the side, Dodo asked, with a soft voice.

The old slave glanced around his sons and princes, and saw that they were all thoughtful. For a moment, he suddenly gave a faint smile, "the firearms of the Ming people are not so good. Wait. Ah min should be able to rush to the head of the city soon. "

On one side, Huang Taiji stealthily takes back his peeping eyes and slowly exhales a long breath. Ah min's response seems to be right. However, this small Lushun city always gives him a very ominous premonition.

Once again, with the sound of the deer horn, the emperor's attention will converge.