Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple,

Who practices dancing in the sky with color?

Huaiyang Lu Wenzong!

At this time, the Dashun Jianguo Chuangwang rode on a horse and looked ahead.

Hongqi, Gao Yigong's ninth town;

Baiqi, Lin Yangcheng's tenth town;

Huangqi, Xin Sizhong No. 11th Town;

Lanqi, Zhao Zhongyi’s twelfth town;

Black Flag, He Zhen’s Thirteenth Town;

Ziqi, Makodi Town 14th;

Qingqi, Huang Zhao's Iron Armored Guard;

Green flag, Hu Maozhen's cavalry.

There are also Zu Kefa, Cai Shiying, Wang Shixuan, Zhang Chaolin and other former eight banners of the Han army. The green camp surrendered troops had no flags, but their arms were tied with red cloth and red scarves were tied with necks.

In this battle, Lu Si concentrated the main force of the Shun Army's Western Route Army, together with Hu Maozhen's cavalry, and nearly 70,000 troops were surrendered by the Han army's green camp, more than twice the total force of the surrounded Qing army.

Previously, Lu Si had avoided a decisive battle with the Qing army because he believed that if he wanted to completely wipe out the Qing army, his side would have to concentrate at least four times the troops of the Qing army.

But now, there is no need for so many people to accumulate victory.

Because Dorgon was dead.

Because the Qing army lost its fighting spirit.

Because, the balance of victory has completely turned to Dashun.

Under the general trend, you can use momentum to control people.

Looking at the soldiers and horses heading towards the Qing army camp in the southeast, west and north, and looking at the flags, Lu Si felt relieved.

This was also the battle where he personally commanded the largest number of troops in this era.

To be honest, if it weren't for the assistance of Jia Hanfu, Gao Yigong and others, Lu Si would have struggled to command so many military and horse groups to fight.

Han Xin ordered the troops, and the more he was the better. However, Lu Si had already tried his best.

Lu Si, who is under the banner of "expelling the Tartars and restoring China", has a deep sense of pride in his heart.

This time, there was no general order;

This time, there was no big bowl of wine.

But this time, the Shun Army had never had confidence before. Even the surrendered Han Army Green Camp established a psychological absolute crushing force against the past True Manchu soldiers.

Just like when Nurhaci first started his army, the Jianzhou braided soldiers had an instinctive and fearful from the heart of the Ming army.

But with the continuous victory, the braided soldiers no longer feared the Ming army. Instead, they were proud to cut off the heads of the Ming army, and even one person could chase more than a dozen Ming troops or even more.

Today's Shun (Huai) Army is like a replica of Jianzhou back then.

The history of two or three braided soldiers capturing a city is over.

If the Han people don’t wake up, they will be gone, and if they wake up, they will be shocking.

"Today, the long tassels are in my hand, who will tie the dragon to me? I will pass on my military orders,"

Lu Si raised his right arm firmly and with his right force, the generals and his personal flag soldiers gathered in their camps to stare at them, but what they were waiting for was a military order that had never been seen in this world.

"Cut the fuck!"

Lu Si swung his right arm heavily.

"call!"

The camp secretary Jiang Xue opened his mouth and thought to himself that the King of Dashun’s regent is really not changing his true nature of a thief... Ah, no, it is the true nature of a farmer, but this seems to be the heroic spirit that a true hero should be.

"Cut the fuck!"

Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, the military order of the King of Chuang was conveyed to the ears of every Shun Army soldier.

From officers to soldiers, every Shun Army soldier who heard this military order was stunned for a moment, and then cheered.

This is our king of trespassing!

"The King of Breaking the Chuang is ordered to kill his fucking man!"

Cai Shiying, the former Qing Han Army, who had defeated Chen Yongfu, the general of Shun Army in Taiyuan, breathed a sigh of relief, drew his sword and led hundreds of troops to pounce towards the Qing army camp.

Wang Shixuan moved, Zhang Chaolin moved, and Zu Kefa moved too.

Thousands of the Eight Banners of the Han Army and some of the Green Camp surrendered troops launched an attack on the Qing army from the east. What is amazing is that these first wave of "cannon fodders" who launched the charge did not shrink at all, but were very brave.

Zu Kefa pushed more than a dozen things that looked like catapults, but there were no stones, and I didn't know what it was.

The Qing army in the distance also saw the tall wooden frames. Just as they were surprised to find out what weapon it was, a "boom" sound shook the plain, covering up everyone's shouts of killing, and the black smoke rising up could be seen clearly in Zhuozhou City for more than ten miles away.

One after another, several explosions came out one after another.

The shock wave generated by the explosion was so strong that Erke, who had already been on the horse and was ready to launch a counterattack, was directly overturned to the ground. When he stood up, the Mele's nose and ears were really bleeding.

It is a medicine bag that the Shunjun in Baoding City once used!

The trencher casts not stones, but king bags.

It was like a slingshot, and the medicine bags burned with flames and hit the Qing army camp.

Erke, who had ENT hemorrhage, was quite good. Many of the Eight Banners soldiers located in the center of the explosion were torn into several pieces. Those who were not torn apart were actually bleeding from the seven orifices. Even if they didn't look back, they looked like a wooden stake.

The black smoke and dust raised by the explosion were like a ground dragon rolling over the sky. Accompanied by the explosion shock wave were countless iron nails and iron pieces, and they were flying around like sharp arrows with bowstrings. The person who was hit was either dead or injured. The closer they were even closer, they passed through the body, and even the bones were smashed into pieces in the blood hole they brought out.

Zu Kefa improved the King of Chuang Bao. The surrendered general of the Han army wrapped a layer of "iron clothing" made of iron nails and iron sheets on the periphery of the King of Chuang Bao. As the King of Chuang Bao exploded, the iron clothing immediately turned into a powerful weapon that took human life, flying all over the sky, like a scattering flowers of the heavenly girl.

Human and horses are everywhere, with broken corpses, internal organs, liver and lungs, and broken limbs and arms everywhere.

The bloody smell in the air far suppressed the choking smell of gunpowder, making people feel like they were in a sip of it.

The wooden fence was destroyed and the tent was overturned countless times...

The dead Eight Banners soldiers were lying on their feet, while those who were not dead were wailing, or rolling on the ground with their wounds.

The frightened war horse went crazy and was no longer under the control of its owner. It spread its hooves and ran wildly, and it would hit people when it met.

The Eight Banners soldiers who were not dead in the black smoke were so scared that they forgot that the Shun Army was running towards them.

"Save me, save me!"

Xihan, who was overturned by the explosion and fell heavily, endured the huge pain and shouted to his companions around him in pain. But his companions were shocked at this time, and they ran around like a headless fly and couldn't care about him.

"Ama, hold on, I'll save you!"

Xihan's 13-year-old son Enahai heard Ama's call for help. The father and son were in love and rushed to Ama from the panicked crowd regardless of their own efforts.

His Ama was pressed down from his waist by a dead war horse, and he was holding his upper body with both hands in pain and screaming.

"Ama, my child is here to save you, my child is here to save you..."

Enahai's voice was full of crying, and every scream from Ama made his heart at a young age feel like a knife.

But he couldn't lift the war horse that was several times heavier than his body. Tears burst out from his eyes and he could only scream in a somewhat tender voice: "Who will save my Ama, who will save my Ama...help me, help me..."

The sound of Enahai was very loud, but no one heard it because the explosion in the camp continued.

And the Manchu uncles who heard his voice were rolling on the ground, struggling...

A man with iron nails on his face leaned weakly against the half fence, staring blankly at the Enahai who was crying and crying for someone to save him.

"Ama, you stay with me, I'll go find Amuqi!"

All Enahai could think of was his uncle Bi Jiasuo, but there was no uncle in his sight.

The wind blew away the black smoke bit by bit, and Shunjun's gunpowder bags were not thrown into the camp again, but their shouts of killing were getting closer and closer.

"Enahai, go quickly, don't worry about me!"

Xihan pushed away his 13-year-old son in pain. His eldest son died in Shandong, and he could not let the youngest son die too.

"Go away!"

Xihan tried hard to pull out his legs, but he couldn't thrust.

He really has no strength.

He knew that he could not live anymore.

"Ama, don't be anxious, don't be anxious..."

Enahai is a filial child. Although he is only 13 years old, he is already an outstanding Eight Banners soldier with one year of military experience.

Everyone in Niulu said that he was better than his brother who died in Shandong by Prince Sui Sui, who died in Shandong, and his brother was only 12 years old when he died.

"Come and save me, save me!"

Enahai kept calling people and kept calling people, and finally his voice attracted two great men from Niu Lu.
To be continued...