Han’s Son is Not a Slave

The first town and the second town on the two fronts of the Taiping Army were still desperately resisting the onslaught of the Qing army, but the central line was more violently penetrated by the Qing army, and the word "concave" became more and more prominent.

Ge Yi and Tie Yi were both frowning and looking at the new second and third towns on the center line, they were all waiting. The 300 flying thunder cannons are all set up in the Xinerzhen position. Whether they can play a miraculous effect depends on the Xinerzhen.

Zhu Qinglai commanded more than 400 gunmen of the two guards to form a salvo against the chasing Qing army. But more Qing soldiers rushed forward over the corpses on the ground. In the sight of the Taiping Army, the Qing soldiers rushed all over the sky, just like a locust plague.

A general flag suddenly jumped out of the cannon pit, and a purple pennant was planted in front.

"Purple Flag! Run to both sides!"

When Liu Bangdong of Baihu saw the flag of Brigade B in front, he immediately shouted loudly to let the soldiers go around to the sides. Hundreds of soldiers who were retreating immediately divided into two groups and went around to both sides of the artillery formation. The Qing army, who was chasing, did not notice the change, and was still rushing forward, shouting and killing. Many Taiping troops who were running too slowly were chased by the Qing soldiers and fell to the ground. Some of the Taiping army recruits who had just replenished Xinerzhen also forgot the military orders because of their nervousness, and continued to run blindly towards the artillery formation in front.

The entire central line of the battlefield stretched for more than three miles. In this area, the Qing army invested tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, including the Manchu and Mongolian cavalry, and flags of various colors were constantly waving in the crowd. The sound of cannons, gunshots, and explosions of all kinds were incessant. Gunpowder smoke is always floating over the battlefield, and the smoke constantly rises over the battlefield and is then blown down by the wind. From a distance, it was like a thick fog. Even if the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly, the line of sight of the Ming and Qing sides on the battlefield could never surpass Li Xu.

In the tormented waiting, the Qing army finally entered the range of the unscrupulous cannon. Zhu Qinglai's palms were sweating, and the gunners who were squatting in the pit were sweating nervously. An auxiliary gunner who was holding the incense burning in his hand shivered, but he cut off the incense neatly, causing the main gunner next to him to scold him. Another auxiliary gunner quickly picked up the half of the burning incense from the ground and held it tightly in his hands, for fear that the incense would go out.

150 meters, 140 meters, 120 meters

On the ground that the Qing army could not detect at all, short piles brushed with white lime were inserted into the grass every 10 meters. The short pile was not in the grass, and the Qing army strode over it without checking it. The Taiping gunner in the pit had a nervous heart beating, his eyes fixed on the short pile, and his ears were erected just so that he could hear the order to fire the gun.

After a team of Han troops entered the 100-meter range, Zhu Qinglai did not order the firing of artillery, but ordered the gunmen to keep firing guns, which only made the Qing army more determined.

The stubborn resistance of the Taiping army did not let the Qing army retreat, and they rushed forward more violently, because they knew that victory was already beckoning to them. As long as the last Taiping bandit is defeated in person, they can enjoy the fruits of victory. No one will withdraw their feet when they are at the door, not even gods. What's more, this battle of tens of thousands of people is not something the commander can withdraw with a single word.

As a descendant of Aisin Gioro, as a clan of Baylor, Tun Tai should not be at the forefront at this moment. However, his figure and the Manchu disciples under his command always rushed to the front, which made Ao Bai in the back very pleased. Aobai is not old, he is only in his forties. At this age, he is in the prime of life among the Han generals, but he is old in the Manchu generals. Most of the Manchu generals who fought with Emperor Taizong and Dorgon with him in those days passed away, and some even died before their thirties. This has left Manchuria with zero resources and had to recruit a large number of young people, but the performance of these young people is unbearable, far from being on a par with their fathers and grandfathers.

Since the eighth year of Shunzhi, all the wars against the Ming army have proved that the new generation of Manzhou lacks handsome and general personnel, so that they have to rely on the Han army. Ao Bai and the old man in the flag sighed several times, if there are no heroes in the younger generation of Manzhou, I really don't know who to rely on to defend the country in the Qing Dynasty in the future. What made them even more distressed was why the lifespan of Manchu children in Guannei was so short. Men are shorter, women are shorter, and there is a great aunt who is over 40 years old in any family in the flag.

God is so unfair, why is my life span in Manzhou so short, is this the price? At the price of coming to the Central Plains at the expense of a minority?

Aobai sighed more than once, worried for Manzhou and Qing. But in any case, the flowers and mountains of the Han people are always for the Manchus, and it is impossible for them to return to the cold waters of Baishan to suffer that hardship. And all of this requires the emergence of young talents in Manzhou. Young people are the future, and they are the guarantee of Manzhou for generations. Now, there is finally a brave young clan that can comfort Oboi a little~www.wuxiamtl.com~ After the war, he can play Baotun Taijin as Dorobel to his master.

Aobai thought so, he is now considering whether to send someone to Yangzhou to report the victory, because of this war, he has already won the battle

Ao Bai felt that he had won, but the Taiping Army, who was still insisting, believed that they would win the final victory of the war. Because their trump card has not been used yet.

Finally, when the footsteps of a Han army had just passed the short pile at 50 meters, Zhu Qinglai shouted in the loudest possible voice in his life: "Fire!"

The gunners squatting in the pit heard the order, and immediately lit the burning incense sticks in their hands to the fuze of the medicine bag exposed outside the barrel. After silently counting five times, they lit the fuse at the bottom of the barrel. With a "chi" sound, the fiery rope, which was dipped in oil and then dried and twisted, flashed white, and then quickly burned to the bottom of the barrel. The moment the fire sank into the bottom of the barrel, the gunners in the pit covered their ears and opened their mouths.

With a "boom", the gunners saw the medicine bag stuffed in the barrel with a wooden plank fired from the barrel with a "whoosh", drawing an arc in mid-air, and then falling towards the dense crowd of Qing troops ahead And go.

The Qing army heard the explosion from the front, but they did not see the cannon falling, but saw a wooden board tied with something like a quilt falling from above their heads. It was like a large kite with a broken line.

The Qing army had never seen this thing before. They looked up curiously, but no one realized that death was coming. It wasn't until a Mongolian soldier noticed that the thing seemed to be smoking and realized that it was dangerous. He jumped up and shouted, but it was too late.

The burning medicine bag exploded when it was more than three meters away from the ground, and the huge explosion sounded deafening the ears of the Qing soldiers below. (To be continued.)

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