Even though he closed his eyes, the strong smell of blood still made him unable to breathe. When he opened his eyes again, he sighed again when he looked at the dead bodies everywhere.

Stay alive!

It's really not easy.

Zhu Cunlin muttered this sentence silently in his heart, then he turned his eyes to the battlefield where the corpses were being buried and the thieves were buried, and gave instructions.

"Let some food be brought up from behind, including theirs!"

At this moment, Zhu Cunlin understood that it didn't matter whether he hated or not, and it didn't matter whether he wanted revenge or not. Everything was over. No matter what they did, they just wanted to live.

It's really not easy to survive, especially in this troubled world. It doesn't matter whether you have any hatred or hatred. To put it bluntly, they are a group of poor people who have to do something in order to survive.

He didn't think about it in detail, because if he thought about it again, he knew that it might be Lao Zhu's family that forced them to lose their way of survival.

They are all the people of Ming Dynasty!

Just when Zhu Cunlin was silently reciting these words in his heart, suddenly, there was a dull whistling sound in the air, and under the setting sun, white smoke trails were faintly visible cutting through the air. They were the smoke trails produced when the fuses of the artillery shells burned.

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"Shell attack! Get down!"

Zhu Cunlin shouted and rolled into the collapsed trench, trying to keep his body as close to the bottom of the trench as possible.

Other soldiers also rolled into the trenches or jumped into the craters. They even did not forget to let the captured bandits jump in.

"Quick, quick, lie down..."

Just when Zhang Xiaoding was shouting at the prisoners, artillery shells came. The heavy shells fell to the ground, first bounced up, and then rolled on the ground. However, they did not explode immediately, but continued to roll.

For a moment, the soldiers thought these shells were just solid rounds.

But the next moment, a sudden explosion changed their minds. In the violent explosion, the surroundings were shaken.

These are the shells fired by the bandit's eighteen-pound and thirty-six-pound mortars. In fact, the mortars of the Ming Dynasty appeared very early. As early as the Hongwu period, similar large-caliber city bombing cannons and similar short-bodied cannons were produced.

The front-mounted mortars are all used to fire solid bullets for bombarding city walls. Although they have a small charge and a limited range, they are suitable for bombarding city walls. When the Manchu and Qing Dynasties cracked the explosive shells through picked-up shells,

After the secret, it was natural to use it on the mortar.

After all, the shells of mortar cannons are very large, and when loaded with gunpowder, they are far more powerful than ordinary Hongyi cannons. When hundreds of explosive shells explode, the smoke from the blast is even more like a sky-blocking sun, and for those who are involved in it

For Zhang Xiaoding, he finally realized what the traitor felt before.

The blown soil kept falling on him, shrapnel whizzed past his head, and screams were heard from time to time in the explosion. In order to avoid the flying shrapnel, he tried his best to lie down in the crater, his

When my body was leaning against the crater, I also felt the tremor of the earth.

Finally, after more than ten breaths, the explosion stopped. Shaking his dazed head, Zhang Xiaoding saw that there were a few more pieces of minced meat and half-cut legs. I wonder if they were exploded from a living person.

Yes, or a dead person.

Carefully raising his head, he saw that there were more corpses around him. Many captured intruders were killed by the explosion. There were also corpses of some brothers among them. Among the fragments of the corpses, one did not know whether he was injured or injured.

The frightened thief just knelt there.

That kid is actually smiling?

He is giggling!

Before Zhang Xiaoding could figure out why he was giggling, he heard a "whoosh" sound. The shells flying from nowhere hit him directly, and his head was like a ripe watermelon, "bang"

There was a sudden explosion, and a ball of blood spurted out from the neck like a fountain, two or three feet high. The remaining shell flew back several feet before landing on the ground, and bounced up again,

Then it falls again.

It was only then that the broken corpse with no head and gushing blood fell down.

"Mom..."

Zhang Xiaoding hurriedly shrank his head, not daring to look outside again. Just when he was huddled in the crater, another round of artillery shells came. At the same time, hundreds of thieves unexpectedly appeared again.

Once they came towards their position and killed them.

What are they going to do?

"While their foothold is not stable, take back the long trench..."

Gao Yigong groaned.

"They have cannons, we also have cannons, and we have more people!"

From the telescope, Gao Yigong could clearly see the soldiers shouting and fighting towards the Ming army. There was only a few dozen feet between them. In fact, after withdrawing from the front line, he did not let the frontline troops withdraw.

Instead of moving to another long trench, they retreated to the ditch behind the deer village. Now, it only took them a dozen breaths or the blink of an eye for them to rush through.

The purpose is to counterattack at this time. As long as we seize the opportunity, we can still suppress the officers and soldiers before they have a stable foothold. Not only can we defeat them, but we can also get unexpected gains.

For example, kill more officers and soldiers.

What's the big deal about these champions? They're just powerful with firearms. When it comes to fighting hand-to-hand, our Dashun is still better.

Looking at the thieves charging at him from the trench with spears and swords, Zhu Cunlin, who had just experienced a spiritual baptism, felt his scalp numb.

"Shoot, shoot..."

The soldiers who were avoiding the shelling picked up their rifles, aimed and shot, and then...the enemy was already right in front of their eyes.

"Long bayonet!"

There was no room for hesitation. As soon as Zhu Cunlin came out of the trench, he ran into the bandits head-on. Some brothers did not even have time to rush out of the trench and started fighting with the bandits who jumped into the trench.

"kill……"

Although the officers and soldiers were more well-trained, the bandits showed no fear in the face of the stabbing bayonets. They stabbed the Ming soldiers with their spears from a distance of several meters, but could not pierce their breastplates.

Stabbing into the thighs and shoulders, and the bandits with the numerical advantage were either three against one or five against one. Even the warriors with the best stabbing skills were exhausted at this time. They had to do their best to resist attacks from all directions.

The enemy is coming.

Zhu Cunlin, whose legs were injured one after another, stared at the swarming enemies. Although he wanted to kill the enemies, the exhausted comrades around him obviously had no strength. Just when he was hesitating what to do, suddenly, there was a sound coming from behind.

There was a burst of killing, and the reserve team from the rear entered the battlefield. Although there were only more than a thousand people, the input of these more than a thousand troops immediately changed the situation on the battlefield...
Chapter completed!