One Emperor through the Ages: Starting from Infinite Copying

Chapter 231

Huang Taiji was in a heavy mood at this time, and he actually fell into Li Dingguo's hands.

This guy is just a nobody, and he actually used the rout of the 30,000 auxiliary army to lead himself into the ambush circle.

The red-clad cannons and flintlock guns around them were still whistling.

In the direction of the breakthrough, Sun Kewang led two armies of 20,000 people, and the front row formed a horse rejection formation.

The flintlock gunners behind were arranged in a three-stage attack tactic arrangement in the anti-horse formation.

The red-clad cannon was also in the position, which was very spectacular.

"Huhuhu~~~"

The cannon was still roaring, and after Chongzhen copied the flowering bullet, the red-clothed cannon began to use the flowering bullet.

The shell exploded in the air one or two meters above the ground, and dozens of lead bullets inside the flowering shell exploded instantly.

The dense stream of lead bullets sputtered in all directions with the impact, and the hit Eight Flags soldiers fell to the ground wailing and rolling, and blood rolled out of their wounds.

Huang Taiji frowned, he didn't expect that the Ming Army was equipped with so many red-clothed cannons.

Chongzhen gave the Daming National Salvation Army, and each army copied twenty red-clothed cannons.

The 124 Ming Salvation Army in the Yungui Theater had a total of 200 red-clothed cannons.

On the entire ten-mile front, the Eight Flags soldiers were all frightened.

In particular, the six Jia Lao led by Geng Zhongming and Shang Kexi, a total of 18,000 Han and Eight Banners, they attacked the auxiliary army just now, and only lost 1,000 people.

Now ambushed by the Ming army, in less than an hour, four thousand corpses have been dropped, and countless others have been injured.

If they hadn't been surrounded, they would have collapsed long ago.

Frightened, the Eight Banner soldiers all sought cover to avoid the blows of the Ming army's flintlock guns.

Geng Zhongming and Shang Kexi hid behind a rock, shivering as he listened to the dense gunfire around him.

It was the first time they felt that they were too close to death.

The projectile flew over against the scalp, and several guards who wanted to observe the situation were immediately shot through the head by the projectile.

"King Zhishun, what should I do now? There is a rain of bullets everywhere! "

Geng Zhongming hid behind the rock, also a little flustered.

Shang Kexi has already drawn a hole on his forehead.

"Now we must look for opportunities to break through, and the sharpness of weapons is far beyond our imagination!" , Shang Kexi covered the wound on his head.

The guards on the side cut off part of their robes with knives and bandaged the wound on Shang Kexi's head.

"King Zhishun, Your Majesty, he is breaking through in the southeast direction with his army!"

"The Ming army has strong firepower, they don't fight with us at all!"

Shang Kexi crouched on the ground, map in hand.

Many of the Eight Flags soldiers around were already in chaos, and some of them had already disobeyed orders and rushed around.

Basically, the Eight Flags soldiers who jumped out of the bunker would be immediately caught by the Ming army's flintlock guns.

The three commanders of the assisting army, they fled to the side of the Daming National Salvation Army, watching the Daming National Salvation Army harvest the Eight Flags soldiers like cutting grass, with a look of admiration.

"Lord Governor, you are amazing! These Eight Flags soldiers can't reach the Daming National Salvation Army at all! "

"The flintlock rifle has such a large range and power, is it necessary to fight with the Eight Flags soldiers in close combat?"

"Since the weapons are advanced, we must learn to change tactics instead of relying on numerical superiority to win!"

Li Dingguo said his thoughts very calmly.

"As a general, you must have the ability to adapt to changes, but also the determination to adapt to new equipment and the ability to learn!"

Li Dingguo glanced at the three commanders of the assisting army.

"How many people did you lose?"

"More than 10,000 people were lost, thousands of people were scattered, and now there are 15,000 people left!"

"You guys rest in place, the surrounded Eight Flags soldiers, you won't be able to bounce for long!"

Geng Zhongming, Shang Kexi and Huang Taiji, were still trapped in the encirclement in the end.

The three of them joined forces in a wooded place, and they all hung colors.

Huang Taiji's left arm was hit by a flintlock gun, and the imperial doctor briefly bandaged him.

"Your Majesty, why are you injured too?"

Huang Taiji looked haggard: "After four hours of fighting, the soldiers were so tired that they lost more than half, and they couldn't break out at all!" "

"The Ming army is iron-hearted to destroy us!"

"Your Majesty, at present, only Prince Su Haoge is not surrounded!"

"Prince Li, who left to rescue Minfu, is probably also dragged down by the Ming army!"

"If only we could contact Prince Haoge of Su and let them take the initiative to attack and open a bloody path for us!"

Geng Zhongming's words made Huang Taiji's face suddenly soften. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Yes, let them attack around the rear, and we will break through to the northwest!"

"Haoge, they should have circled the back of Li Dingguo's army by now!"

Geng Zhongming and Shang Ke were so hungry that their eyes were dizzy.

"Your Majesty, or let's eat something first!"

"I haven't eaten this day!"

Huang Taiji looked helpless: "Chasing too urgently, our heavy team has long been cut off by the Ming army, and it is estimated that there are fewer fierce people!" "

Fan Wencheng was also a little panicked at this time.

If it was surrounded in this way, the Ming army only needed to shoot non-stop with flintlock guns to completely bury the Eight Flags soldiers in the area of Zhangwu.

"Your Majesty, you can't delay any longer! Let the soldiers feed on the corpses, use the cotton armor of the auxiliary army just destroyed and the wooden handles of the weapons as firewood, and have a good meal! Fan Wencheng put forward his own suggestions.

Geng Zhongming and Shang Kexi gasped, this is to let the soldiers eat the vegetable people?

But these are all soldiers who died in battle, how can they endure?

"Fan Wencheng, you dog thing! How can we eat the corpses of the soldiers of the Eight Flags who died in battle? "

Fan Wencheng stared at Shang Kexi and bowed deeply towards him.

"King Zhishun, it's not a small vicious! It is really besieged by the Ming army now, if you don't break through 383 immediately after eating, I am afraid that there will be no chance to break through! "

In the distance, the aroma of the Ming army array wafting food.

The Ming army stopped firing, part remained in the position, and some took turns to eat.

A bowl of large white rice for everyone, meat and vegetables, fruits, all fresh.

Huang Taiji held the binoculars and looked at the Ming army on the surrounding encirclement.

"Mother, these Ming army food is really good for his mother! They can even eat fresh vegetables and fruits, as well as all kinds of meat, which is too strong! "

Huang Taiji sighed from the bottom of his heart, the whole person now just wants to break out.

"Eight Flags disciples, don't work for Huang Taiji!"

"Huang Taiji is an anti-thief, the Daming Empire knows that you are also the aborigines of Liaodong, and you are also the people of Daming!"

"You were coerced by Huang Taiji, as long as you are willing to surrender, the Daming Untouchable ID Card belongs to you!"

"Daming untouchables, not only can you eat big white rice, but also all kinds of meat and vegetables, there is absolutely no shortage of them!"

On the entire ten-mile front, the heralds of the Ming army were shouting everywhere.

Li Dingguo was very calm and continued to give instructions: "Order the logistics troops of each army to make more meat buns!" "

"Give meat buns to the surrounded Eight Flags soldiers!"

In less than half an hour, the logistics soldiers of the Ming army carried cages of buns.

"Eight Flags disciples, this is the meat buns we made, follow the Daming mix, these are no longer dreams!"