"fire!"

"Boom boom boom!"

...

Originally, Li Zicheng's right wing was equipped with fifteen golden cannons, twenty flying blew guns, and specially selected ground-shaped magic guns forty-six, hundred jin franchises, and more than two hundred destroying cannons to strengthen his firepower in mountain warfare.

As a result, in order to try to annihilate the Jirgalang troops, Zhang Shun transferred the golden cannons in his hand to 15 more garages, and the firepower under Li Zicheng increased greatly.

Among them, the golden cannon, the earth-shaped magic gun and the hundred-jin Franji Mishu cannon fired solid bullets, while the Feibiao gun continued to fire flowering bullets loaded with quicklime.

The Jirgalang tribe, which was originally fighting with Ashan's barracks, suddenly encountered an attack and suddenly became in chaos.

"Prince Zheng, Prince Zheng, no, "The thief" put the red cannon on the mountain, and we have all become living targets!" Gushan Ezhen Ai Xili couldn't help but panic.

It turned out that after Li Zicheng's troops occupied Yinglong Mountain, they made great efforts to drag various artillery to the mountain, and as a result, they could shoot and kill the soldiers of Jiergalang's troops from a high place.

Under the continuous attacks of hundreds of artillery pieces, the Inlaid Blue Flag and some of the soldiers in the middle of the army were in chaos, and their morale fell to a huge extent with the naked eye.

"You lead 5,000 people to regain the hill where the "Shunter" artillery is located. I am responsible for opening up the passage!" Jirgalang ordered as a living horse.

"This... is, the servant takes the order!" Ai Xili hesitated for a moment when he heard this, and finally hesitated helplessly.

"Your Majesty also asks you to treat your servants well in the future, so that your servants can smile in the air!"

The so-called "seizing the mountain where the thief cannon is located" is nothing to argue with.

How can I do what Jijirgalang did not do at the beginning?

Ai Xili had no choice but to do his best to leave his fate.

"Okay, good servant, your wife should support me, don't worry!" Jirgalang couldn't help but promised with emotion.

"In this way, I thanked the prince!" Ai Xili couldn't help but kneel down when he heard this, bowed deeply three times before he got up and headed west.

At that moment, Ai Xili's figure gradually became taller in Jirgalang's heart, and gradually became a pressure again, and he couldn't help but squeeze out the little girl under his battle robe.

Suddenly, he felt a little unconfident when he said to himself, "You are your wife, I will raise you."

"Prince, then we..." Just as Jirhalang watched Ai Xili leave, he saw that he had no movement and could not help but remind him.

"Oh? Let's continue to go north, go north!" Jirgalang shook his head, shook out the meaningless emotions in his heart, and couldn't help but give the order quickly.

This is the vitality that Ai Xili and his five thousand blue-inlaid slaves under his command have won him, and he must not waste it.

However, just as Ai Xili went against the trend, Li Zicheng and his men had no time to be idle.

"The whole army attacked!" Seeing that the Later Jin soldiers became more and more chaotic under the attack of the rebels' artillery, Li Zicheng saw the opportunity and couldn't help but issue an order to charge.

Official Fumin, Zhang Rukui, Dang Shousu, Luo Shangwen and Zhou Yuji's five camps jumped out one after another, and took advantage of the mountainous situation of Yinglong Mountain and began to rush down.

The people and horses all over the mountains shouted loudly and sprinted, like mountain torrents rolling down, like waterfalls and ups and downs, and even like Mount Tai pressing down, and so much so that they "smashed" Ai Xili and his men and others.

For a moment, Gushan's Zhen Ai Xili and others were all shattered and their faces were as dark as the ground.

"It's over, it's over, it's over!" Ai Xili, who was originally ready to die, saw the rebels' momentum, and for a moment, he stopped and sat on the ground like a deflated ball.

The opponent is like a storm, but unfortunately he is not the mainstay.

It turned out that Ai Xili's family knew his family affairs. Although Najirhalang, as one of the Heshuobeile, was able to take charge of the Blue Flag and grant him the title of Prince Zheng, it was ultimately different from closeness.

As the nephew of the old slave, he is not as good as Hong Tai and his men, regardless of his status.

Therefore

Among the Eight Banners, his blue flag is under his status and has a weak strength. Even compared with the Zhenglan Banner that he just formed, he may not be much better than.

In this case, it is obviously impossible for you to expect the blue flag to fight to the death like the yellow flag.

However, if even the blue flag cannot resist the "submissive thieves", how can those coated slaves, Mongolian *** be willing to work hard?

Sure enough, the two sides soon collided, and Ai Xili, who tried to stand up and tried to resist the rebel army, faced the aggressive official Fuminister.

As a "orthodox border army", this official used the orthodox style of play.

When we met, we first used a hundred-pound franc machine and a powerful bombardment, and then we used a musket to shoot densely for a while before finally killing the generals.

Before Ai Xili's troops could react, they were first knocked down by fire guns and cannons, and then they were charged by officials and civilians and were in chaos.

What a beautiful Ai Xili, before she could show her charm, she was drowned in the sea of ​​people and disappeared.

"Ai Xili! Ai Xili!" Just as Ai Xili was flooded by the officials and the people, Jirgalang, who was attacking Ashan, seemed to have some senses and turned his head toward Yinglong Mountain, and saw that his blue-breasted flag troops were flooded by the torrent of the rebel army.

He couldn't help but shouted a few times, and then closed his eyes in pain.

It's over, it's all over. At this moment, he and Gushan Ezhen Ai Xili "have the same views" and came to the same conclusion together.

What to do, what to do?

He looked at the indestructible rebel line in front of him, and then at the unstoppable torrent of rebels in the west, and Jirgalang finally realized a fact.

The blue flag inlaid is about to be finished, I am about to be finished, and the big green fruit is about to be finished!

"Traitor, even if I die, I will not die in your hands!" Jirgalang glanced at Ashan who was pride not far away, and couldn't help but order: "All my dying people in the Qing Dynasty will fight to the death with me!"

Just when Li Zicheng's troops were like a mountain torrent, sweeping the Jirgalang's troops, the Gushan Ezhen Baituyin, located on the north side of Zhang Fengyi's troops, attacked the rebels' defense line as if crazy.

However, the one standing in front of him was Zhang Rujing's tribe, who took Wukong as the pioneer.

Zhang Rujing, who was born into a bandit, was extremely cunning. Kong Youde, one of the three kings of Shun, died at his hands.

Now that Wukong thinks it is helping, it is even more powerful, and he only beat Baituyin to the point of suffering.

It turned out that this time, the Baigang soldiers crossed mountains and ridges and penetrated the Central Army of the Later Jin Dynasty. Their contributions were great and the losses were great.

Therefore, Zhang Fengyi could only arrange Zhang Rujing and Ashan battalions in front and behind, and led the white-rod soldiers to press the formation in the middle.

Zhang Rujing got Zhang Fengyi's guarantee and used the power of Wukong to make a big move.

For example, if you want to attack the shield cart and drive out war horses and rush forward, then I will take the lead in rushing over before you are ready, killing your soldiers first, and then burning your shield cart to seize your war horse.

I will retreat when your army surrounds you.

In this way, he used Wukong as his cone and rushed forward, only knocking Baituyin to the point of vomiting blood.

After the two sides fought fiercely until evening, the Jirgalang tribe finally couldn't hold on and began to see large-scale escape and surrender.

And at this moment, Jirgalang could not hold on.

He began to take off his outfit, put on his makeup like a soldier, and then mixed in the crowd and climbed towards the Hanba Mountain.

But Najirgalang never expected that when he and a group of defeated soldiers had just escaped into Hanba Mountain, he suddenly heard a cannon sound, and a "one-eyed dragon" had already surrounded his people and others with a team of people.

I only heard the person in the leader shouting: "Jirgalang, I will wait for you for a long time!"

Jirgalang, who was both scattered, was stunned when he heard this and blurted out, "How do you know that I am here?"

"No, every time I catch a group of defeated soldiers, I will just shout, just cheating?" The "one-eyed dragon" with a simple face said with a smile.

"Straitor!" Jirgalang only felt his eyes turn black and almost fainted on the spot.

"Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated. How can my descendants of Aisin Gioro be humiliated by Nikan's hands!" Seeing the soldiers of the righteous army pounced on them like wolves and tigers, Jirgalang couldn't help but shout and cut his throat with a knife.

The gurgling blood gushed out like a spring water, instantly dyeing the fertile soil covered with leaves in front of Jirgalang red.

The face that could not get the oxygen supply was instantly purple and purple, and I couldn't see it anymore.

The "one-eyed dragon" Li Zicheng walked up to him, looked at him sadly, and shook his head and said, "Aisin Gioro? What's the matter!"
Chapter completed!