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Chapter 162 That Ming Army Is As Terrifying as a Flood

"Master is wise!"

Appley and the others' eyes lit up.

Yup!

The strength of this Ming army is that their firearms are too powerful.

Five or six hundred steps away, the Hongyi cannon began to exert its power.

No matter how close the distance was, the firecrackers fired intensively, and the lead bullets flew randomly...

Who can stand this?

At night, it is difficult to see clearly at a distance.

The firearms of the Ming army will definitely not work!

"Assembly! The whole army presses up! Tonight, a battle will determine the outcome!"

Holding the waist knife in his hand, Mang Gurtai stood up abruptly.

At this moment, he seemed to have regained his former style.

It seems a little unrealistic to want to rely on siege to cut off water and food for the Ming army.

The fighting power of the Ming army exceeded his imagination.

When it was dawn, if the opponent continued to attack as it did during the day, they might have collapsed the Zhenglan Banner before the Ming army ran out of food.

Mang Gurtai will fight to the death.

"Yes, Master!"

In the big tent, several generals stood up at the same time, shouting in unison, the voice was loud.

Soon, the Zhenglan Banner camp began to get busy.

The soldiers are still divided into three groups, surrounded by three and missing one.

This is to leave a way for the strong army to escape and disintegrate their desperate courage.

Erden Er has now become Aha, wearing only a layer of cotton armor, and fighting with Abari.

The clansmen were full of confidence this time, and felt that stealing the camp at night would definitely succeed.

In everyone's opinion, Minggou seems to be useless in other aspects except for its powerful firearms.

But Erden didn't think so.

He remembered the several battles he had with the Qiangdi army, and every time the suona sounded, it was like their lullaby.

Those Ming soldiers, all armed with shining bayonets, rushed out like crazy...

So scary.

The Ming army is definitely not just powerful with firearms.

At least, this Ming army is not like this.

The army besieged on three sides and sneaked into the camp, which seemed to be going well.

None of them rode a horse.

Because the horse moves too much.

Moreover, when besieging the high ground, from the bottom of the slope to the top, the power of the cavalry cannot be exerted.

This time Zhenglan Banner came out in full force, more than 4000 people, quietly lurking and approaching the Ming army camp.

In the hazy moonlight, there are many shadows everywhere on the dark hillside.

In the darkness, an oppressive atmosphere pervades.

Someone is already getting excited.

There seemed to be no movement in the camp of the Ming army on the high ground.

You can also see under the light of the bonfire, there are sentry sergeants standing there bored...

Zizi la la!

Suddenly, a burst of fire burst out, accompanied by screams.

The Zhenglan Banner soldier who rushed to the front was stiff, smoking all over, and fell to the ground.

"Sorcery! The Ming army is performing sorcery again!"

Shouts of terror pierced the night sky.

Mang Gurtai, who was supervising the battle behind him, felt a little bit in his heart.

Did the Ming army have an ambush?
They don't even rest at night, can they release magic at any time?
Until now, Mang Gurtai still couldn't figure out what was going on when the clansmen became angry and stiff when they rushed to a certain distance.

Electricity is beyond his imagination.

He always thought that it was the Ariaki army performing black magic.

"Fight! Give me all! Manpower is sometimes exhausted! Even if it is black magic, he can't use it all the time! Give me all!"

Mangurtai roared.

"kill!"

Now that it has been exposed, everyone will not cover up. Amidst the roar, more than 4000 Zhenglan Banner soldiers began to charge at the same time.

The armored men who rushed to the front even carried several bags of dog blood and donkey blood in their hands, and sprinkled them on their bodies or on the ground.

This is to ward off evil spirits.

Zi la la!
A series of lightning flashes.

In the darkness, it was impossible to see clearly. Anyone who rushed to the front was electrocuted to death.

However, the charge was not without effect.

The wires of the electric cat and mousetrap were cut and trampled, and some of them failed.

"The magic of the Ming army is broken! The magic of the Ming army is broken!"

Someone yelled.

The soldiers of Zhenglan Banner became even more excited.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The next moment, one after another military searchlights were lit up above the high ground, and in an instant, everything under the hillside was illuminated as if it were daytime.

The Zhenglan Banner soldiers who were charging were stunned for a moment.

They all looked up, looking up at the high ground.

Shock and fear were on every face!
"Shaman god bless!"

"The sun! How can there be a sun at night!"

"Shaman god forgive me!"

"..."

The soldiers with Zhenglan flag put down their weapons and fell directly to the ground.

These searchlights, the shock they brought to them is simply too strong.

Where have they seen this?

At night, so many suns suddenly appeared!
Right on the high ground, right in the camp of the Ming army, the light pierced their eyes, illuminating the surroundings brightly...

Is this a miracle?
Those who did not kneel down also had trembling legs.

tom tom tom!
At this moment, the Qiangdi army opened fire.

On the high ground, Napoleon guns fired a salvo.

Now the distance between the two sides is about two hundred steps.

The Napoleon cannon directly uses flowering ammunition.

As soon as a shell fell, there were hundreds of people falling down.

Ping Pong Pong!

Rifle shot.

Under the illumination of the searchlights, those Tartars were huge targets.

"Run!"

"Help!"

"The shaman god is angry!"

"Ming army knows black magic!"

"..."

Amidst the howling of wolves and howling ghosts, the Tartars collapsed in an instant.

Even Mang Gurtai felt his whole body go limp, his legs trembling.

"Master! We're defeated! We're defeated! Let's go!"

Abali stepped forward and pulled Mangurtai and ran away.

Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep

Behind him, a loud charge horn sounded.

The Tartars are all dead souls.

When Erden heard the sound of the trumpet, he only felt the heat in his crotch... he was scared to pee!

His face was sallow, he threw away the weapon in his hand, took off his cotton armor, lightened all the weight he could, and ran wildly.

He has fought several battles with this Ming army, and he knows what the sound of the trumpet means.

Every time the trumpet sounded, the Ming army would rush over like crazy.

Erden has seen that kind of momentum...

But not in humans.

He remembered that when he was a child, there was a year of continuous torrential rain, and the Songhua River burst its embankment.

The flood roared out, moving forward indomitably, capable of destroying everything.

The tribe looked so helpless in the face of the roaring flood.

Erdener's grandfather and father were extremely strong. They even hunted and killed a fierce tiger together with the tribe, and they were regarded as heroes by the whole village.

Erden'er was able to become Bayala, one of the most valiant fighters in Zhenglan Banner, because he inherited the blood of his grandfather and father.

However, his grandfather and father were drowned without even the strength to resist in the face of the flood.

That flood left a deep shadow in Erden's young heart.

Now, the charge of the Ming army reminded him of the flood.

run!

Erden didn't have any other thoughts, he only knew that he wanted to run.

If you run too slowly, you will die!
If anyone dares to stop him, he will fight desperately.

"kill--"

Gunshots rang out, shouts and killings shook the sky.

Erden fled desperately.

He didn't know the specific situation of the battle, he only knew that they were defeated, and the defeat was very complete.

Because he saw that all the clansmen were running away.

Those warriors who are usually arrogant, now have great panic on their faces.

Facing the charge of the Ming army, they had no intention of resisting at all, they only knew to run away.

……

Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep

The loud charge horn rang, and Gu Er felt the blood surging all over his body. He picked up his gun and rushed out of the position, rushing forward.

He is not alone.

The comrades beside him all blushed like him, shouted "Kill" and rushed towards the tartar.

The bayonet was cold, but Gu Er's heart was hot.

The sound of this charge is so sacred.

When the enemy heard the sound of the trumpet, they were all frightened and frightened.

And the soldiers of the strong land army, when they heard the sound of the trumpet, they all seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, completely ignoring everything.

charge!

charge!

That's what the charge is about.

The veterans of the strong army said that they have experienced strong training.

The instructors told them that as long as the charge horn sounded, it meant that the general offensive was launched.

Everyone must charge forward desperately.

Even if there is a hail of bullets ahead, even if there is only one person...you must rush forward without hesitation.

This is faith!

"kill--"

Gu Er's voice became hoarse.

However, he was still roaring angrily, still shouting.

He is excited!
He is crazy!
He wants to kill the enemy!
The Tartars, whom he feared like a tiger in the past, are now as frightened of him as if they saw a tiger.

The moment they charged, those Tartars didn't even have the courage to fight, they all turned around and ran away.

Gu Er chased after him.

One by one, the Tartars were overtaken by him and killed...

They even forgot the time.

Gu Er didn't know how long he had been chasing, and the sky was brightening.

Only then did Gu Er realize that there were only two comrades in arms beside him at this time.

Their comrades did not know when they ran away.

And in front of them, there were hundreds of Tartars fleeing.

The three of them actually chased hundreds of Tartars?

But without any hesitation, they continued to chase forward.

The fierce Tartars are like sheep in their eyes.

This is a flock of sheep!

Erden Er happened to be among this group of Tartars. He ran fast and was at the forefront of the crowd.

Taking advantage of the first ray of sunlight in the morning, he turned around and found that there were only three Ming soldiers chasing them.

And there were hundreds of them.

This surprised Erdene a lot.

This kind of thing, even if it was reversed in the past, when the Eight Banners soldiers went to chase and kill the Ming army, they would not dare to chase a hundred people with three people!
Now, are the Eight Banners soldiers so vulnerable?

Erden just had this thought in his mind, he didn't turn around and fight those three Ming soldiers.

has no meaning?
They have already lost, and the entire Zhenglan Banner has been defeated.

Even if we go back and deal with these three Ming armies, it will be meaningless at all.

On the contrary, whoever stayed behind desperately, was slowed down, and became a stepping stone for others, and would be overtaken by the Ming army who came later, and really could only die.

(End of this chapter)