... Lying on the green lawn, I felt very comfortable. The blue flowers seemed to be smiling eyes at Zhu Yongxing. Mengzhu was sitting next to him, with her soft hair spread out, and she was blinking smartly and charmingly.
With her eyes open and her cheek held in one hand, she listened to his love words with a smile.
This skirt is so beautiful. Is it georgette? Zhu Yongxing lifted up the hem of the skirt and looked inside with a smirk like a pig brother. He saw pink lace underwear and white thighs. He couldn't help but swallow hard. It was really exciting.
She was so nervous. Mengzhu giggled, took the hem of her skirt, pressed it under her legs, picked up a wild flower in her hand, and struck Zhu Yongxing's face with anger or annoyance. Zhu Yongxing chuckled and held Mengzhu's catkins.
He put it to his mouth and kissed her, but she was not angry...
Yes, after kissing her mouth and hugging her delicate body, of course she wouldn't be angry after kissing her hands. Zhu Yongxing looked at Shu for a long time and reached out to hug Mengzhu, but Mengzhu suddenly pushed him away.
This girl, what are you pushing? She was quite docile before? But Zhu Yongxing was still being pushed, and a call came in his ears, "Your Highness, Your Highness, wake up, the rain has stopped..."
Zhu Yongxing finally woke up, but it was a somewhat fragrant spring dream. What appeared in front of his eyes was no longer Mengzhu's charming face, but Yang Guoxiang's slightly anxious face.
The wet towel was handed over, and Zhu Yongxing covered his face, his head clearing up a lot. Then he got up, dressed, put on his armor, and walked out of the tent.
The earth was still immersed in darkness, but the sky had already revealed a dim light, and the Ming army's camp was already lit with lights and became busy and noisy.
"Send the order and let the auxiliary soldiers bury the pots to make rice. After capturing the enemy's camp, the soldiers can eat and rest." Zhu Yongxing estimated that he slept for four or five hours, but he was still young and in good health. When the cold wind blew, his energy dropped.
He quickly cheered up and gave the order confidently.
After getting on his horse, Zhu Yongxing ran out of the camp under the protection of his personal guards. At this time, many Ming troops had already lined up. Under the command of the officers, they all headed towards the Qing camp according to the predetermined plan.
"Your Highness." A Ming army messenger galloped over, found Zhu Yongxing under the king's banner, and reported: "His Royal Highness King Zhao has stepped forward to make arrangements. Please take command."
Zhu Yongxing nodded, raised his horse's head, and galloped forward with his bodyguard.
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The sky was getting brighter, and the day and the gradually pale night finally gained the upper hand in the struggle. The night huddled up, trying in vain to continue to cover the earth with its thick cloak.
The Qing army camp was already noisy. Soldiers were wearing armor and rushing to guard the wall to resist the Ming army's attack.
"The Ming army has finally dispatched in large numbers." Hu Xiance seemed to be saying to himself, or to the Han guerrillas nearby, "We can only hold on to defeat the enemy first, and then find a way to retreat."
The Han guerrilla curled his lips with some disdain and said to himself: I still don’t understand this truth, so I need you to remind me. Retreating is dangerous when the two armies are confronting each other, let alone when they are facing each other? However, he is not very worried, even if he cannot defend.
Living in a camp, his thousand Han troops were all cavalry. It was not difficult to flee for thirty miles and reach the next camp.
"Those who surrender will be spared death, those who abandon their weapons will not be killed!" Several captured soldiers from the Green Camp of Gansu and Shaanxi appeared on horseback, galloping in front of the Qing army camp and shouting. The familiar accent made Hu Xiance look ugly. He could see it without looking back.
The scornful looks cast by the Han army guerrillas.
"Those who surrender will not be killed, but those who abandon their weapons will avoid death!" Several captured Han soldiers appeared at the right time. This made Hu Xiance's face relax and he breathed a sigh of relief involuntarily. Everyone was the same, don't laugh at the second brother.
The Ming army had already formed a formation, with artillery deployed on the side of the village gate, hiding behind two rows of cavalry. Protective trenches had been dug and ten "sky-blasting cannons" had been deployed.
"Cavalry, get out of the way." A messenger galloped forward to convey the order.
Upon hearing the order, the two rows of cavalry turned to the left and converged into the battle formation led by Ma Bao, revealing ten black iron cylinders.
Is this an "artifact"? Ma Bao glanced at it from a distance and frowned slightly.
"All troops dismount, control the horses, and do not disturb the military formation." A messenger galloped past the Ming army formation, shouting loudly.
"Generals of all armies, pay attention to the flag of the Chinese army and obey the order." Another messenger passed by at a gallop.
There is something different about this battle! Almost all the soldiers of the Ming army were a little puzzled. While they were doubtful, they also had a strong sense of mystery.
"Test firing!" Zhu Yongxing ordered, and the flag bearer waved the flag to convey instructions to the artillery.
After a while, there was a "boom", and a sky-blasting cannon roared. A physical cannonball flew out, drew an arc in the air, bounced twice after landing, and was still about one meter away from the village wall.
This kind of home-made artillery has a landing error of less than ten meters, which is satisfactory. Zhu Yongxing stood up on the horse, observed it for a moment, gave the order to fire, then jumped off the horse and pulled the reins tightly.
"What are you doing?" Hu Xiance leaned down on the wall and looked down. What was being thrown at him, a stone?
"Boom, boom, boom..." The ten sky-blasting cannons roared continuously, and the smoke from the propellant packs immediately enveloped the artillery position.
Ten artillery shells were thrown from the barrel and flew towards the Qing army camp along their respective trajectories in the white night sky, attracting the attention of the Ming and Qing armies.
Suddenly, a strong white light flashed, and then, an unprecedented big explosion exploded violently outside the wall of the Qing army's village with a "boom". The earth trembled violently amidst the explosion, and the dark night sky turned dazzling blood red!
Before people could react, big explosions resounded across the sky and earth one after another. Fires burst out and smoke rose, mixed with vague screams and exclamations.
All vision became blurred, and the smoke from the explosion blocked part of the village gate and wall, creating chaos.
Huh, Ma Bao pulled the reins tightly to calm the restless horse. His ears were ringing, but his heart was extremely shocked and his head was a little confused.
Even Ma Leizi was quite scary, not to mention the explosion of a ten-pound gunpowder shell. The ten shells indeed showed that Zhu Yongxing's judgment was not small. Several shells exploded outside the village gate and wall, and two or three flew away.
There was a loud bang after passing the village wall.
The area near the gate of the Qing army's stronghold was hidden in chaos. The unsuspecting Qing army was hit and injured a lot by the gravel mixed in the shells. The surviving enemies were also shaken to pieces and found it very difficult to breathe.
All the air seemed to have been burned out and squeezed away. Their faces were dull, and they tried to open their mouths. With every gasp, all they breathed into their bodies was choking gunpowder smoke. The hot smoke was in their throats,
It was burning and burning between the lungs, as if it was going to explode again in the chest.