Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

The Qing army hurriedly took out their incomplete weapons and set up a formation...

however--

late!

The Ming army on the opposite side not only has more advanced equipment, but also has made all preparations.

Zhu Youjian, who has a drink when friends come and a shotgun when wolves come, has only one policy for these people - to exterminate them!

Coupled with the fact that the military judges organized large discussions on the Huayi debate from time to time, today's Ming army has long been reborn.

Although Mao Pijiang is a naturalized Mongolian...

The muzzles of the black holes have been aimed at them for a long time.

"hit"!

Mao Bijiang roared.

"Snapped!"

The flintlock Fuhan gun in his hand fired first.

"Come on!"

Within the sight, the Qing army fell on its back.

On the smooth ice surface, the Qing army was knocked to the ground hard and slid far away.

"beat!"

Wang Shengyin also yelled.

The musket in his hand accurately hit the huge belly of the Qing soldier in his field of vision.

"Pfft!"

It was like a cow's stomach full of food being stabbed into it with a knife.

The man's terrifying stomach instantly opened two fist-sized holes.

The half-digested paste spurted out in rapid bursts, even tearing at the belly...

A large amount of undigested horse meat further enlarged the wound.

"Hit!"

The Ming army shouted and fired bullets one after another.

Under the scorching sun, the barrage left traces.

Gunsmoke filled the battlefield.

As the north wind blew, it drifted into the distance...

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

Shooting sound after sound, the vengeful bullets were fired at the enemy.

"Counterattack!

Fight back! "

Obai roared and ordered his men to counterattack hastily.

However, the Qing army was exhausted and was almost at its limit. With the prospect of death in sight, the huge contrast made the Qing army walk out with a willpower to survive...

There is no trace of physical strength left.

The dense rain of bullets was like a torrential rain, and just the first salvo killed thousands of people.

The wounded soldiers were shouting, the soldiers were shouting, and Obai was roaring...

Just when Obai finally survived the first round of bullets, he was waiting to organize his soldiers to fight back.

But I heard a rapid roar:

"Puff puff!"

"It's heartless!"

Obai's face changed greatly, and he subconsciously looked up, only to see a bunch of huge projectiles, making a gust of wind, and rushing towards the ice.

"boom!"

A heartless cannonball exploded in the air,

"Shhhhhh!"

The scattered broken porcelain and iron beads covered a ten-foot radius...

"Damn!"

Obai felt his face go numb, and then something warm flowed down.

With a casual touch, it turned out to be his own blood.

"retreat!

retreat quickly! "

Obai yelled, turned around and ran back.

"boom!"

Another heartless shell swirled and landed at his feet.

The fire wave after the explosion swallowed up Obai.

"Boom boom boom!"

One round after another, the heartless artillery fire exploded into a sea of ​​flames.

Tongues of fire - swallowed up the entire Qing army array.

Broken porcelain and iron beads bounced on the hard ice, further increasing the casualties.

……

On the hillside, Mao Pijiang threw down his musket and stood facing the wind:

"Wang Shengyin, dispatch the cavalry!"

Mao Bijiang roared angrily.

Beside him, Wang Shengyin answered the order loudly: "General, I will obey!"

After speaking, he waved the command flag with his own hands and sent an impact signal to the cavalry behind the hillside.

"Boom!"

The sound of cavalry trampling the ground was like thunder.

Rows of Mongolian men wrapped in sheepskins lined up in a loose formation, controlling their horses, and gradually began to accelerate.

The cavalry made a circle, followed the embankment, and rushed onto the ice.

"Boom!

The earth is shaking.

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, and all kinds of weird noises gathered together.

The overwhelming cavalry, riding tall horses, galloped on the ice.

Directly in front of the cavalry, the remaining hundreds of Qing troops were in chaos.

"Children of Changshengtian, kill them!"

The leading Mongolian man roared and rushed towards the remaining formation of the Qing army.

The scimitar in his hand shone brightly under the sunlight.

……

On the Yellow River, which is frozen with a layer of ice several feet thick, justice and evil are engaged in a life-and-death struggle.

The horses are galloping.

The soldiers were shouting.

The wounded soldiers were wailing.

The clash of swords, the click of bones broken by horse hooves, the pop of belly being crushed by big hooves...

Blended together.

At the westernmost corner of the bend, a battle of revenge is taking place.

On the hillside of the embankment on the north bank of the Yellow River, Mao Bijiang watched quietly.

Wang Shengyin held a musket and half-blocked Mao Bijiang in front of him. He was so tall that he covered half of Mao Bijiang's body.

"General, Your Majesty has promoted the general to the rank of Guihua Bo.

After this battle, my uncle was only one step away from becoming a Marquis.

Uncle, glory and wealth are just around the corner! "

Wang Shengyin looked envious.

He also received a knighthood.

Although he is only the lowest baron.

However, he finally entered the noble class.

Wang Shengyin understood that Mao Bijiang was his immediate boss. As long as he curry favor with Mao Bijiang, he would have a solid backer.

"Ha ha!"

Mao Bijiang chuckled.

He waved his hand:

"For me, Duke is just a comment from future generations.

As a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River, the Mao family owns a small portion of Rugao's property.

I'm not bragging here - I've never been short of food and clothing. "

Wang Sheng was stunned for a moment and was about to praise Mao Bijiang a few words.

But he saw that Mao Pijiang had already looked at the Mongolian cavalry who were circling on the ice.

They have surrounded the remnants of the Qing army.

Thousands of horses galloping.

The horse's hooves wrapped in cotton trampled out bursts of ice mist.

The Qing army was trapped in the circle and suffered arrows fired from all directions.

One after another, the Qing troops fell on the ice.

Occasionally, there are a few Qing troops who are not afraid of death and want to break out of the encirclement...

But he was trampled into a pulp.

There are fewer and fewer Qing troops in the encirclement.

Even the Mongolian man had taken out the rope from the saddle.

One by one, Qing soldiers were hit in the neck.

The Mongolian men, just like when the Qing army dealt with them, dragged the prisoners one by one and ran into the distance...

I remember that at the beginning, they also begged and knelt down to beg for mercy.

But what they got in exchange was slavery.

……

Seeing that none of the Qing troops escaped, Mao Bijiang turned back his gaze.

He patted Wang Shengyin on the shoulder:

"You have been following me for so long. This battle has been settled, and the situation in the Northern Territory of the Ming Dynasty has instantly become less stressful.

If my prediction is correct, His Majesty's next decision will definitely be to regain Mobei Mongolia.

And our naturalized army has made many military exploits and has so many servants of the Three Guards.

Your Majesty will definitely split up the naturalized army. "

Wang Shengyin's expression changed and he said hurriedly:

"Uncle, no matter where you go, I will follow you!"