It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

A year later, Dashun's army entered Beijing.

There was no fault of autumn along the way, and most cities descended upon hearing the wind.

Emperor Chongzhen hanged himself from the crooked neck tree again.

Outside Shanhaiguan.

Countless shells hit the ground with a shrill scream.

It stirred up dust all over the sky.

Two northern Han soldiers who joined the barbarian army were hiding in the mountains not far from the battlefield.

Listen to the cannonball.

A scream ripped through the air, and his body kept shaking.

"Old Wang, haven't you always boasted that you can defeat a gun with a single sword?

Come on. "

One of the soldiers elbowed his companion.

Pointing at the line of infantry at the foot of the mountain.

"Fuck, you think I'm stupid."

The soldier called "Lao Wang" whispered.

"Is this a gun?"

"Why not? A musket is also a gun."

The other soldier smiled helplessly.

"You think it's strange.

This is the first time I have seen such a formation.

Three or four people lined up in a long row.

The formation looks stupid, but if you get close, ordinary people will be turned into sieves if they fire a volley.

It's so scary. "

"There's something about the commander of this army."

Lao Wang spat on the ground.

“But their guns are much better than ours.

Fast reloading and long range.

The bows and arrows of the barbarian masters are not as good as theirs.

Shooting row after row is too powerful.

After getting closer, people can also install bayonets.

Like a small short spear.

Not to mention cannons.

We also had artillery, but it was of no use. The artillery camp was blown up from outside the range as soon as it was set up.

I feel like I'm going to lose this time. "

"what is it now.

If the barbarian masters lose, wouldn't we also suffer? "

"What should we do? What should we do if we surrender?"

Lao Wang rolled his eyes.

"Why risk your life for so little military pay?

The barbarian master can't do it, so what can we do?

I heard that the Dashun Army treated prisoners well, as long as they entered the prisoner-of-war camp and passed through that. . . Ideological Education.

They can be released, join the army and be paid, and then go back to farm and be given land.

No longer need to be slaves to those scholars and barbarian masters. "

"Really?"

The other soldier didn't believe it.

"There is such a good place."

Lao Wang was also a little unsure.

“I have a fellow villager who was captured by the Dashun Army and reformed for a period of time.

Now the land is divided and the wife is begged.

He wrote to me a few days ago.

It is said that in Dashun, there are no landlords or aristocratic families.

Everyone is equal.

They all have fields and food to eat.

It is a country that belongs to the people.

The reason why they fight is so desperate.

I just want to protect my assigned land from being snatched away by those landlords and barbarians. "

Hearing this, another soldier's eyes showed longing.

He was obviously a little moved.

murmured to himself.

“It sounds like a dream.

If it is true, I also want to join Dashun. "

"Will do."

"Old Wang, what did you say?"

"fine."

At this moment, the battle on the main battlefield was coming to an end.

In the middle, high-level warriors formed a military formation and strangled together.

The barbarian infantry on the frontal battlefield was on the verge of collapse.

The Dashun Army pushed the artillery to the flanks and laid it flat, loading steel balls and chain bombs inside.

The tough elite barbarian cavalry wanted to take advantage of the lethality of their heavy bows and arrows, which were comparable to spear throwers, to rush over from the flanks and cause casualties to Dashun's army at close range.

Before it reached the effective killing distance, it encountered an overwhelming barrage of steel balls.

The third and fourth level warriors in the first and second rows lost their breath almost instantly.

During this period, due to the genetic lock, the highest level for a warrior was the eighth level.

The influence of firearms has greatly increased.

Even a fourth or fifth level warrior would be injured if he was hit by a cannon at close range.

Finally, after suffering huge casualties.

The barbarians' military morale finally collapsed.

A large number of soldiers dropped their weapons and fled to the rear.

The two people hiding in the mountain were at a loss when they saw this situation.

At this moment, several Dashun soldiers came up from the side.

After walking in, he suddenly shouted loudly.

"Put your hands up!"

Lao Wang and the other two were startled.

They saw soldiers pointing firearms at them.

He quickly raised his hands.

"One of our own!"

Lao Wang shouted loudly.

"I am the agent sent by General Liu Zongmin.

The strongholds within more than ten miles outside the barbarian pass have been identified.

Take me to see the general. "

Several Dashun soldiers were stunned for a moment.

"The king of heaven overshadows the tigers of the earth?"

"Pagoda suppresses the river demon."

"You are really one of your own."

Several people lowered their guard slightly when they saw this.

"What about the one next to you?"

“This young man is a nice guy and has a clean foundation.

I have wanted to join us for a long time, please take care of me. "

After speaking, Lao Wang smiled and patted his confused companion on the shoulder.

“Little brother, don’t you want to join Dashun?

Come with us.

After you go back, make a good transformation, come out to divide the land, and become your own master! "