The Ming Army's position was filled with the calls of Ming Army soldiers.
Facing the Yuan army that was coming like a tidal wave, the Ming army struggled to resist. In the dark night, they fired desperately at the Yuan army that looked like ghosts in the firelight. The barrels of the muskets became hot and red, and their power was greatly reduced. Some impatient soldiers
, throwing the firecracker on the snow to cool down, but under the high temperature, the firecracker could not be fired at all after reloading.
In the short gap, the Tatars climbed directly in front of the Ming army.
Boom boom boom, thunder exploded in the crowd of the Yuan army. The Yuan army with red eyes stepped on the corpses of their comrades, swung their swords forward and fought with the Ming army.
North, north!
Under the firelight, the ferocious Yuan army roared in and broke through a gap in the Ming army in an instant. There were panicked shouts from the Ming army everywhere.
Follow me!
Li Jinglong raised his arms and shouted, leading a mobile force of personal guards and stepping forward with an iron mace in hand.
die!
There was a very clear bang. The iron mace in Li Jinglong's hand smashed the head of the first Yuan soldier and the iron helmet on his head. Then Nian Hou used his shoulder and knocked down several Yuan soldiers in front of him.
Kill me!
Li Jinglong shouted loudly, he was almost a qualified general. Because what he shouted was to kill me, not to kill me. As a commander, leading by example can best boost morale. For a time, the morale of the surrounding Ming army was greatly boosted.
The Yuan army who had just climbed up were forcefully pushed down by them.
kill!
Li Jinglong, who was like a lunatic, smashed his mace into the face of a Yuan army, pulled out the broken knife stuck in the ground, pointed it at the neck of another Yuan army, and made a swipe.
Instantly, hot blood sprayed all over his face.
Brothers, when we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win! Follow me and kill the Tatars!
kill!
Follow Zhentai and kill the Tatars!
The father-in-law is in front, sons and daughters, please don’t step back!
Eighteen kinds of weapons, including swords, spears, axes, javelins, hooks, sickles, hammers, and maces, turned into sharp weapons for killing people in the hands of the Ming army. Both sides fought with red eyes. Even if they lost their weapons, they roared with red eyes and rolled down the slope with the Yuan army in their arms.
War has become the most primitive state, a life-or-death hand-to-hand fight.
West, West is coming!
Li Jinglong heard the shouts coming from the nearby position and hacked the enemies in front of him separately. He yelled, Lao Wai, lead the people to stabilize the west side for me and chop down the Tatars for me!
Follow me! Li Laowai, covered in blood, called to Pao Ze beside him.
Without saying a word, these veterans pursed their lips tightly and gritted their teeth in the dark night, and rushed over with their weapons raised.
Suffering from mother-in-law!
With a click, the crane-billed hammer in Li Laowai's hand directly penetrated the head of a Yuan army, stirred it like digging a hole, and brought up two pieces of the opponent's Tianling Cap.
Xiaowai! Xiaowai! Son!
Li Laowai was killing people and shouting at the same time.
This position is exactly where his son Li Xiaowai is. The top officer here, Qian Hu, who graduated from martial arts, has fallen face down at the forefront of the position, his back is a blur, and there is no sound anymore
.
Dad...I, I, I...
A familiar stuttering sound came from behind, and a smile appeared on Old Li's ferocious face.
Another hammer smashed the shoulder blades of the Yuan army on the opposite side, and kicked him out. Damn it, where did you go?
I, I, I...
Uncle Li opened the fan! Li Dawang's voice came from behind Li Laowai.
Immediately afterwards, Li Dawang and several soldiers of Cao Guogong rushed over from behind pushing a cabinet on wheels.
Brothers, kill them and keep your distance!
When Li Laowai saw this, he shouted and led his brothers to charge forward a few steps, then suddenly retreated.
In the process of retreating, Mr. Li grabbed his son's neck like a chicken and said, "Damn it, don't cause trouble here!"
Watch out! Fire is coming!
Li Dawang and others pushed the cabinet on wheels up and called loudly.
What they pushed up was a boxy cabinet made of pure copper. There were wheels on the four corners of the cabinet. There was a pipe on top of the cabinet that was also made of wrought copper and looked like a water jet. Between the pipe and the cabinet,
Also use copper pipes to connect.
The cabinet was quickly set up, and a soldier pulled the pressure valve back and forth like a bellows, while Li Dawang pointed the nozzle pipe directly at the climbing Yuan troops.
Hooray!
A torch appeared in front of the nozzle, and then the soldier pulling the bellows shouted.
boom!
A fire dragon sprayed out from the pure copper nozzle controlled by Li Dawang.
ah!
In the blink of an eye, the hillside turned into a sea of boiling fire, and countless Yuan troops let out heart-rending and desperate screams in the dark night.
And the long flames that spurted out seemed to have eyes. Li Dawang and others pushed the wheels of the copper cabinet and turned around, rushing to whichever side there was a dead end.
Fierce fire and oil spraying trains were not an original creation of the Ming army. As early as the Song Dynasty, the Central Plains had such magical weapons, which were used to defend cities or fight. After the Ming Dynasty, this dangerous weapon was used to
Extreme.
Over there, spray them!
Li Laowai looked in another direction, jumped to his feet and shouted. Only to find that his son suddenly broke free from his hands.
Your mother, come back!
His shouting was in vain. Under the firelight, Li Xiaowai struggled to carry a bucket of kerosene and rushed to the spray train.
Lift the oil drum, aim it at the oil inlet, and drink it gurglingly.
The flames ejected by the spray train became more violent and continuous.
Damn you! Li Laowai yelled and cursed. If you are asked to study and become a scholar, you are like a fucking lump. If you are asked to serve as a soldier and fight, your mother is more powerful than you!
There was no blood visible in the fighting in the dark night, but it was still brutal.
After the Ming Army spray train was launched, the air was filled with the smell of human flesh. The meat was fragrant, but mixed with the choking smoke, it was nauseating. Through the light of the fire, we could see clearly, Ming Ming
On the slope at the foot of the army, burnt, black and smoking corpses were entangled together.
Whether it was because they were tired or because they were afraid, the Yuan army began to turn around and retreat like a tide.
Li Xiaowai put down the oil drum in his hand and shouted happily.
Dad...Tatar, Tatar, Tatar...
The Tatars are running away! Li Dawang raised his arms and shouted, Brothers, the Tatars are running away!
Under the firelight, the Ming army soldiers cheered ecstatically.
At their feet, the wounded Yuan soldiers who had no time to escape were moaning and crying hysterically in pain.
Dawang...Tatars...
Li Xiaowai smiled and ran towards Li Dawang, but the next second he saw panic in Dawang's eyes.
Little crooked!
While Xiao Wai was running, Yuan Jun, who was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, grabbed his neck and rolled down from the ground.
Son! Li Laowai shouted.
Xiaowai! Dawang shouted, pulled out his hatchet, and jumped down after him.
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Son!
Li Laowai rushed down like crazy. The slope was full of corpses and he tripped directly. The moment he fell, he heard the unwilling screams of the dead people at the bottom of the slope.
Your mother, my son!
Li Laowai got up and rushed over.
In the blurry and dark vision, only two figures were seen clasping each other's necks and rolling in the pile of dead people. Gradually, one figure lost strength and was pinned under him.
That figure belongs to Li Xiaowai. He is very thin and small, so he is easy to recognize.
I am your bloody brother!
There was a sudden loud shout in the dark night, and a shadow crawled out from the pile of dead people, aimed at the person pressing on Li Xiaowai, and stabbed him wildly.
Puff puff puff puff!
Then another Yuan army pounced on him, and the two rolled, entangled, howling and stabbed each other.
Big…………wang…….
Li Xiaowai also got up, jumped on the man, and bit the enemy's neck.
At this time, among the dead people, several Yuan soldiers turned over with difficulty and crawled towards them.