Qi Bu's eyes were blood red, he roared, waved the mace in his hand, and smashed it towards the spear that was stabbing towards him.

"Minggou, all of you will die!"

Click!

The heavy mace broke three rifles, and the soldiers stood unsteadily and almost fell to the ground. Qi Bu was extremely proud. The warriors of the Qing Dynasty will always be the most powerful!

But before he could laugh, a spear suddenly stabbed his lower abdomen like a elusive person. With the power of the horse, the tip of the spear was stabbed in more than half a foot.

Qibu screamed in pain, swung the mace suddenly, and interrupted the rifle again. But immediately followed, two more spears stabbed him in the chest.

Suddenly, blood rushed out like an arrow. The strong body quickly lost its strength, and a stream of blood foam surged from the corner of his mouth.

He was not willing to give up, and his mouth twitched constantly, as if he was saying that he was Batulu of the Qing Dynasty and that he could not die at the hands of the humble Han people!

At this moment, two more gunshots were heard, and half of Qibu's head was broken. I wondered where to go, and the guy finally fell to the ground.

Seeing the death of the leader, the other Tartars were so scared that they were chilling all over, and fear surged from the bottom of their hearts.

Although the Tartars are very fierce, they are ultimately a group of robbers. The robbers do things based on their profits. Once the casualties are too serious, they cannot bear it.

When outside the pass, one or two hundred people were killed or injured, and the Tartars would choose to retreat. After entering the pass, they had greater ambitions and their ability to withstand casualties might have increased a little, but it was definitely not enough. Facing the cavalry armed to the teeth, they were finally defeated.

More and more Tartars joined the fleeing team, and the entire Xidaying completely lost its defense. Yue Polu and others were able to rush to the battlefield at will.

At this time, Yuhua Kosalo rushed over with his Japanese samurai.

According to Gu Zhenhua's design, cavalry was used to break out of the military camp and disrupt the Tartars. The task of these Japanese warriors was to find the barbarian gunners and kill them completely.

After all, it is the specialty of these Japanese people to run around the military camp and fight and kill.

Yuhua Kosalo was originally desperate and had to surrender to the Celestial Empire. This guy looked very respectful, but he didn't think so in his heart. Just a few decades ago, his predecessors went to the southeast coast and killed wantonly. Toyotomi Hideyoshi also fought a battle with the Celestial Empire in Korea.

Although Japan was defeated, it was quite hard to win the Ming Dynasty. The once unattainable Celestial Empire seemed to be a little far away.

But just now, in the midst of this cavalry charge, Yuhua Kosalou provoked the Five Kingdoms from the bottom of his heart. The mighty cavalry and unparalleled equipment, when they charged, the whole world changed color!

This is an invincible hero, this is the heavenly soldiers and generals!

Japan's history is not short, but this nation has never produced its own philosophers. In other words, it is their eternal habit to fall to the feet of the strong.

After being conquered by the power of Anguo Army, Yuhua Kosalou became particularly respectful.

"Sir, let the following task be handed over to the villain. The villain will definitely send the head of the Western Yi to the adults!"

"Well, you just need to kill the damn barbarians. This general will ask for me like a prince."

"Thank you for your support!"

Yuhua Xiaosanlang immediately led his subordinates to abandon the war horses. They divided into several routes and rushed into the Qing army's camp. The short Japanese were indeed very suitable for assassination work, and soon they disappeared into the vast black.

Of course, Yue Polu would not give up. This was the most enjoyable battle since its establishment. He also wanted to make the Tartars even more chaotic and shed more blood!

"Brothers, follow me!"

In an instant, the cavalry scattered quickly gathered and formed a powerful attack formation again. They continued to attack the east. The Qing army besieged Ji County had as many as 50,000 or 60,000 people, and the size of the camp was imagined.

Among the Tatar army, there were real Tartars, a large number of Han army surrendered, the Eight Banners of Han, and the Guanning Army of Wu Sangui, whose troops were quite complex.

The most core is undoubtedly the elite Eight Banners, and on the outside are a small number of Eight Banners and Han military flags. They guard the camp in a complex manner to prevent the surrendered soldiers and civilians from escaping. These surrendered soldiers are their best cannon fodder troops.

The Qing army was arranged with a typical copper-headed, iron-tailed, tofu waist. After breaking through the defense of the outside, the surrendered soldiers and civilians in the middle were exposed.

Most of these people surrendered after the Qing army entered the pass, and there were also a large number of temporary arrested civilians. They were full of resentment. After the war started, they became cannon fodder of the Qing army without exception, rushed to the forefront in the war, and suffered astonishing casualties every day.

If the Tartars had not been strictly guarded, these people would have the intention to rebel. Yue Polu came in with his men and horses, and the consequences could be imagined.

"Sir General, look!"

His subordinates took Jiang Yan's hand and looked towards the northwest. Jiang Yan raised his eyes and looked at him. He saw the fire rising into the sky and shouting for killing. He immediately frowned.

"What's going on?"

"Sir, do you need to say it? It's probably because the Anguo army attacked the camp. It seems to be a tough fight against the Tartars! Otherwise, let's take action and give the Tartars a good look!"

Jiang Qi frowned and his facial features squeezed together: "This, I'm afraid this is inappropriate."

Another confidant next to him hurriedly said, "Sir General, why are you hesitating? More than 60% of our brothers died in the past two days, and the Tartars did not supplement them. They did not treat us as human beings at all. Why are you hesitating?"

Jiang Yan sighed: "Hey, if you had known the Tartar wolf ambitions, you shouldn't have surrendered to them, but it's too late to say anything now. An Guojun is not a good man. Surrender, I can't guarantee that Gu Zhenhua will slash you with a knife!"

"Sir General, I think you're too worried. There are so many people in the world who can join you. Do you have to rely on Gu Zhenhua? There is Li Zicheng in Shaanxi, Shi Kefa in Shandong, and Zhang Xianzhong in Sichuan is also called emperor. You have soldiers and generals. Wherever you go, you are all old men!"

When Jiang Yan heard this, his eyes finally lit up. To be honest, he was a cannon fodder for Wu Sangui and Haoge, and he had long been discouraged. Now that he had this opportunity, he could turn the Qing army and find another world, Jiang Yan nodded immediately.

"Come here, set fires everywhere immediately, you can follow me and fight out!"

Yue Polu and his friends set fire from outside. It was a little slower. Jiang Ji set fire from inside and outside, which would be much easier. In an instant, flames flew into the sky, black smoke rolled, and fire filled the sky.

The smoke is rolling, the fog is vast, the dust is scattered, and the soil is scattered!

After setting the fire, Jiang Guan led his men and horses to rush around, killing and shouting loudly: "The Tartars are finished, the Anguo army is coming into the camp. Get out of here quickly!"

When they heard this sound, they saw flames everywhere. The soldiers who surrendered were finally unable to bear it. They were like headless flies, ramming everywhere.

These people ran around and soon disturbed the Qing army camp, with fire everywhere and chaos everywhere, and they could not tell the difference between the enemy and us at all.

At this time, Wu Sangui finally got the report and was so shocked that the traitor fell directly from the bed.

Originally, the army had been fighting for a few days and was exhausted. The gunners like Shato and others couldn't stand it, so they just said that they would take a rest for a night, then concentrate their firepower, and bombard the city tomorrow and capture Ji County.

The traitor also rested early. He also dreamed that the army would successfully break the city tomorrow. That guy Gu Zhenhua was desperate and had to be captured by himself. Then he humiliated this old opponent wantonly, making him worse than death!

In the dream, the traitor couldn't help but wake up laughing, but after he woke up, he got not the news of victory, but the battle report of An Guojun entering the robbery camp.

He went outside in a single robe, and saw the fire rolling, almost illuminating half of the sky. The traitor screamed in pain and almost fell to the ground.

"Listen, follow me and rush up and kill the rats who are stealing the camp!"

Someone led a war horse, and the traitor didn't care about wearing armor and climbed up directly.

But at this moment, a loud bang suddenly came, shaking the camp trembled, and Wu Sangui almost fell off his war horse.

But I didn't know that the sound had not passed yet. A louder sound came. In the southwest direction of Yingpan, a ball of fire rose into the sky. The pillar of fire was so high that it was more than twenty feet long, and half of the sky was dyed red!

Not only Wu Sangui, but Haoge had just woken up from his sleep. When he saw the huge fire outside, Haoge screamed in pain, and opened his mouth and blood spurted out.

"Hurry up, go and see how the artillery is going on!"

Haoge couldn't help but feel sorry for the explosion. The direction of the artillery battalion was the direction of the artillery battalion. The red-clothed cannons were the key to their victory. If they suffered losses, let alone defeating the Anguo army, they might lose in the hands of the Anguo army!

After receiving the order, the slaves rushed towards the southwest regardless of everything. But no matter how fast they were, everything was too late.

Yue Polu and his men rushed to the barracks where the gunpowder was hoarding. Of course, they would not let it go, and they ignited the gunpowder in one go.

Tens of thousands of kilograms of gunpowder exploded, and the Qing army camps within a few hundred meters around were razed to the ground, and countless people died tragically under the explosion.

What's even more deadly is that the flames ran around and actually lit the artillery positions. There was still a lot of gunpowder there, and there was no time to move it away.

As a result, a series of explosions occurred, and suddenly a series of Shenwei General Cannons flew into the sky. The thousands of pounds of gun barrels were blown into pieces and twisted into twists!

When Haoge's people were sent over, they only saw the mess all over the ground, the cannons were blown up, the cannons were broken, and the pieces were broken everywhere. When they lifted their noses, there was a strong smell of blood. The soldiers in charge of the cannons were also killed and injured, and some of them were simply blown away.

After seeing this residual image, who could bear it? The Qing army generals were like crazy, desperately calling their subordinates and rushing towards Yue Polu and the others.

"Kill the Dog of Bright!"

"Kill the Dog of Bright!"

"Kill the Dog of Bright!"

The annoyed and embarrassed Tartars yelled at the top of their voices, and more and more troops rushed towards Yue Polu, and even Haoge personally put on the battlefield and killed the Eight Banners elite soldiers. They all tried their best to kill this group of damn cavalry!
Chapter completed!