Home is a curse for Chinese people. With a home, there will be roots and security. Ancestors can have a place to worship, descendants can have a place to raise, and their ancestors and descendants will be linked and inherited in the word "home".

For the sake of the word "home", Chinese people can give up everything they have and even their lives!

Weng Derong threw out this bombshell at the most critical moment, and soon all the more than 7,000 Taiping Army on the battlefield learned about the news.

At that moment, what they saw was a wild wolf-like light. "I'm from his ancestors! I'd better say it earlier. It turns out that our home is ahead. If I'm going to capture Iquik, we will have roots!"

The veterans who were so hot that they were so hot that they tore their shirts to pieces and ran forward naked with explosive bags. At that moment, what supported them to fight was not the brainwashing of worshiping God, nor the upper body of a strange god. They had only one thought in their minds.

There is my house in front, so I have to call it home no matter how hard it is!

The Seven Thousand Taiping Army was seven thousand madmen. Almost everyone threw away their weapons and carried all the explosive packs on their backs. They actually emptied all the explosive packs prepared for this battle.

The land was covered with naked Taiping Army like ants, with shaking pennants everywhere, the drums behind were already densely filled with thunder, and the shouts were astonished as Chilean soldiers.

"The Chinese are crazy! Why are they not afraid of death? Why do they fight? They are not humans, they are not humans on the same planet as us..."

Tang Lei was filled with tears of excitement and his eyes were filled with tears, trembling with the corners of his mouth and said, "You don't understand. You nations that have been colonized for more than 400 years and have forgotten the glory of their ancestors will not understand!"

"You have given up your long-lasting glory and chose to bow to reality. You are willing to be under the colonial rulers and think it is right... You people will not understand the proud souls of the Chinese!"

"We don't want to be enslaved. We were not born to be slaves. Two thousand years ago, we Chinese knew that there was a reason why kings, princes, generals and ministers were willing to be noble. You may be able to bully us temporarily, but you will never let the Chinese accept the fate of slaves!"

"The Chinese are not you indigenous people who accept your fate, and the descendants of China will never be slaves! I am a person who stands tall and strong! This is our spirit of fighting to the end!"

The Taiping veterans who were like moths to the flames swept down with fire and bullets, but there were also lucky crowds breaking through the firepower net and rushing under the fortress. In the enemy's horrified eyes, the explosive packs were piled up more and more.

These explosive packs wrapped in tart cloths left the Peruvian army helpless. Even if you pour water on it, it may not be able to destroy the layer of tart cloth. All they can do is to keep firing, reduce the number of soldiers charged, and reduce the number of these explosive packs. At least there will be no serious damage after the explosion.

Weng Derong ran wildly on the battlefield. The biggest flag inspired more soldiers to move forward. The entire battlefield rhythm was completely controlled by the Taiping flag.

"Brothers... Kill! If there is a family, there is peace... If there is a family, there is peace!"

"If you have a home, you have..." At this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the sky, as if a carriage ran through the air.

Then, he thumped beside Weng Derong... Three shells exploded almost at the same time, and the smoke and dust swallowed everything and the Taiping flag.

The battlefield suddenly stopped, and Tang Lei and Silapizo were stunned for a moment, "General Weng... Brother Weng..." They shouted in unison.

"Save people quickly, let's go General Weng..."

The Taiping Army around the explosion site on the battlefield could not believe their eyes. They ran wildly towards the smoke of gunpowder like crazy. They hoped that miracles would happen at that moment.

But war is war, and the god of death will not pity anyone. When the smoke of gunpowder dissipates, people only see Weng Derong's corpse, which is like a blood gourd, and is covered with shrapnel all over his body, but his hands are still holding the flag tightly.

The Taiping Banner was inserted on the sand at a thirty-five-degree angle, and the broken military flag pointed directly at the fortress opposite. At that moment, people seemed to hear Weng Derong's charge shout.

"Brother..." Suddenly, the big brother who led the uprising of the pig-haired miners finally fell asleep in this land and died with his eyes closed.

"Ah..." People let out a roar like a wolf howl, "Avenge your brother! Revenge..." As they cried, the explosives were ignited one by one, and the rumbling sound made the earth tremble.

The fortress in the south was captured, the fortress in the east was blown up, and the fortress in the northeast was severely damaged... So far, four of the seven Iquik satellite fortresses have been removed.

Silapizzo's tears had already been left. He silently pulled out his sword and said to the officers around him, "This is obviously our war, why are we not brave enough to these Chinese people?"

"A general was killed in battle by the Chinese. Are our Chilean officers cowards? Let's get on the battlefield... we have to shed some blood for this war!"

"While the horn of the attack, our Chilean army... will never retreat! We will win!"

Silapizzo threw away the scabbard, held the sword in his right hand and began to strode forward with a pistol in his left hand. Beside him were Chilean officers who were also motivated. They drew their swords and threw away their scabbards, one sword in his hand and the other pistol, surrounded by the general's wings.

Then the general guards, guard battalions, and even logistics engineers followed, and the entire battlefield was filled with an extremely tragic atmosphere.

It was 11:20 am at this moment, and reinforcements from Tietoutuo and Chen Yonglu arrived in Dongfang also arrived. Seeing this scene, the two of them were speechless.

The Peruvian army had only the last three forts, and the remaining commanders fired the most urgent signal flares for help. The Peruvian navy on the sea knew that the situation was urgent, so they gave up chasing the remaining Chilean warships and rushed to the nearshore. The cannons that had just arrived at the effective range warship began to roar.

"Blast these Chileans...Blow them to death...Bring the Chinese mercenaries...Bring fire! Bring fire!"

"Use our large caliber naval guns to let them taste the power of the world... Firepower is king in this era!"

After the end of the naval war, there were nineteen warships that could still be bombed by Peru, and the firepower that these warships could pour was close to the firepower output of the two army artillery regiments.

In the era when warships were kings, why did ironclad ships become strategic weapons? It was because of the large number of artillery and the large caliber and sufficient power.

The ironclad ships floating on the sea are actually huge mobile turrets. The recoil of the cannon can be effectively transmitted to the sea through the hull, so as long as the keel is strong enough, theoretically you can add any caliber cannon to the top.

More importantly, the ironclad ship can still move, and there is no problem of running when fighting or running while fighting. This advantage is incomparable to the Army Artillery Corps.

If you want to pursue a large caliber, you have to give up your maneuverability. If you pursue a flexible maneuver, you have to reduce your caliber and power. This is a dilemma.

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