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    (The following is the finale, which may be divided into two chapters according to the plot: annihilation and my hometown. The time period of the last chapter will be transferred to a few months later, and some necessary characters and events will be explained from Chongzhen's perspective. Because we need to be careful  Check and think, if there is no update tomorrow, it will be updated around the evening of the day after tomorrow.) "Shoot!" The blasts of gunfire were heard in succession, as if a huge wall of smoke was rising behind the breastworks of the Shenling Mountain defense line for dozens of miles.  White smoke curled up, but before it dissipated, there was another sharp swan sound. The firelight bursting out of the smoke connected in a line again, and thick white smoke filled the parapet.  Behind the outermost wall seventy steps away, the slaves and thieves, including the two Tatars from the Han Eight Banners, the Japanese Eight Banners, and the Xian Eight Banners, were rushing towards each other densely. Under the two fierce blows of the muskets, they were swept away like a strong wind.  A large piece of it fell.  The most they wear is simple cotton armor, and the Japanese Eight Banners only have bamboo armor. With the power of Jingbian weapons, how can they stop them after they are hit?  Puffs of blood appeared on each of them, and they rolled to the ground in layers, letting out heart-rending howls.  The remaining ones who were not hit by the bullet also hurriedly jumped into the few shield carts and bamboo bundles to hide. ???????????????????????????????????????????? out out out of nowhere.  Then came the ferocious Crouching Tiger Cannon, the loud noise of the Folang machine, and the burst of thick smoke. It seemed that countless small black shadow fans shot out in the passage, the blood mist surged wildly, and countless small blood flowers bloomed like splashing ink.  , the rushing crowd fell over in dense circles.  Not to mention the screams of the two Tatars who were shot resounded throughout the world, the power of the shotguns even caused some bamboo bundles and shield carts that were pushed to break and fall over.  The defense line of Shenling Mountain is similar to the Julu Defense Line of the past. There are about 100 vacancies in the low-walled trenches of more than 20 miles. Each place is equipped with a Crouching Tiger Cannon, and a small and medium-sized Folang machine gun is added at key points. And then these  The empty passage can also be used by the sergeants behind the wall to attack.  The power of the Crouching Tiger Cannon at close range is naturally extraordinary, and combined with the seventy steps in front of the parapet of this defense line, except for the deliberately left empty space, there are layers of small trench walls, and then there is a "V" shaped upper width beside the parapet.  The narrow trench is so wide and deep that it is almost impossible to pass through it, so you can only use the passage.  Then there were dense fire cannons on both sides, tiger crouching cannons were mounted, and the passage was not very wide. The crowds of people coming forward were huge and good targets.  In particular, the Tiger Crouching Cannon can hold hundreds to five hundred iron bullets in one shot. When the shot was fired, the two Tatars hit by the shot rolled to the ground and let out inhuman screams.  ¡°Moreover, artillery and rockets are also deployed on Shenling Mountain and Tangshan Mountain. On the second mountain, there are ten Hongyi heavy cannons, twenty ordinary Hongyi cannons, twenty heavy mortar cannons, and a total of ten light rockets.  After Sun Sanjie's request, the two mountains were each equipped with a heavy rocket, each with ten heavy rockets.  At this time, these artillery rockets continued to bombard, especially extended bombardment, hitting their rear formation.  There was another roar of artillery on Tangshan Mountain. In the billowing smoke, a solid iron ball weighing more than ten kilograms roared over and slammed into the queue of Manchurian blue flags guarding the formation. The metal shells bounced on the ground and swept across.  The men and horses screamed heart-rendingly.  Jierharang¡¯s eyes couldn¡¯t help but burst as he looked at the scene of blood and flesh flying over there.  Every time the shells roared over, it was a cruel alley of flesh and blood, and then a large area of ??chaos surrounded it.  Our own warriors stood alive and were beaten. Many of them were elite horse-armored soldiers, even Bagalas, but they died so meaninglessly. Especially the injured rolled on the ground and screamed loudly, which made people gnash their teeth, but there was nothing they could do.  This time he led 60,000 troops to Changping, threatening the Jingbian Army's retreat. The army also carried ten four-wheeled millstone cannons. Unexpectedly, as soon as the cannons were pulled out, their heavy artillery, mortars, and that strange  Sharp rockets came like raindrops.  His ten treasured heavy artillery pieces were destroyed in one breath, leaving him completely without long-range firepower. He could only use human lives to fill in the solid defense positions of the Jingbian Army. ??????????? Then the Manchurian soldiers with the blue flag stood at the rear, facing constant bombardment from the Jingbian Army¡¯s artillery and rockets. There was no safe place at all, and they could only stand and be beaten alive.  There was another shrill whistling sound, and another solid iron ball weighing more than ten kilograms whizzed over and hit a crowd of people and horses not far from him, accompanied by a heart-stopping sound of broken muscles and bones.  There were even more intensive whistling sounds in the area ahead, and three- to five-pound cannons roared over from time to time, wreaking havoc among the crowds unscrupulously.  There was a lot of howling and crying, and both the real Tatars and the two Tatars were beaten by the artillery shells and cried for their fathers and mothers. Jilharang's eyes became more and more split, but he had nothing to do.  The Hongyi heavy artillery of the Jingbian Army has a maximum range of five miles and is very accurate at a distance of three or four miles. The same is true for the heavy mortar artillery.  Then the remaining ordinary Hongyi cannons have a maximum range of two to three miles, and have great accuracy within one or two miles.??.  And Jierhalang's array must be placed three or four, at most four or five miles away, otherwise it will be impossible to supervise the formation. The Han, Korean, Japanese and other flags, as well as Liu Liangzuo's troops and horses, are placed closer.  It was within the space where the metal iron ball of the Jingbian Army was bleeding. ?????????????????????? That unique and sharp whistling sound came again, and several more fireworks trails rose into the sky, screaming like falling meteors, falling here.  With the violent explosion, Jilharang's eyes were shattered again. His Bagala, the most elite warrior in the flag that took him more than ten or twenty years to train, was rolling around in the explosion.  A large area, even if they were covered with triple armor, it would be useless.  Some people even had their whole bodies on fire and screamed miserably. They stumbled and stumbled, and the flames on their bodies shot up to the height of two people. Wherever they passed, everyone panicked and fled, otherwise they would be easily caught by the sticky flames.  It will soon turn into a big fireball.  They screamed miserably, and it seemed that there was no rolling, and they could only be burned alive.  Looking at the miserable condition of these companions and smelling the aroma of barbecue, even the bagara and the horse soldiers beside them were panicked and confused.  The rockets of the Jingbian Army were specially designed to hit the Manchurian blue-flag armored soldiers guarding the formation. Earlier, one of the rockets even landed directly near the Zhijin Dragon Banner in Jilharang. The dense small iron bullets splashed like a heavy rain, Jilha.  A large piece of Lang's Goshihar was knocked over, and a few small iron bullets even passed by his ears.  Jierhalang no longer dared to stand under the flag. He asked others to hold the flag while he stayed far away from Long Yu.  He looked worriedly at the panicked armored soldiers around him, fearing that the people attacking in the front would not collapse, but the people behind him would collapse first.  ¡­ ¡°It¡¯s too scary.¡± Liu Liangzuo looked back and felt that he didn¡¯t know whether it was better to be shot or rocketed.  The Xuzhou generals beside him were also frightened. Seeing the firepower of the Jingbian Army for the first time, they were stunned and regretful at the same time.  "If I had known earlier, I would have taken the initiative to surrender when the Jingbian Army attacked Changping."  ¡­ ¡°Can we hit the slave chief over there?¡± On the top of Tangshan Mountain, Sun Sanjie put down his telescope and asked the observer beside him.  Not far away from him were a five-door light rocket launch tank and a one-door heavy rocket vehicle. There were observation officers and observers beside the tank vehicle, each with a gun scope.  Upon hearing Sun Sanjie's question, the observation officer shook his head: "It is difficult for a rocket to hit a precise target unless it is covered on a large scale." Sun Sanjie raised his telescope to look at it for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Then look for the right moment, and then hit it in one breath.  Rockets fired." Standing on the top of the mountain, he had an unobstructed view. The tidal sea of ??people in the wilderness, reaching Jundu Mountain in the north and the Shah River in the south, seemed to be covered with the figures of Tatars and two Tatars.  In front of the parapet not far down the mountain, a dense group of Tatars were blocked. They were in a panic. Some were lying down and some were standing. They also fired muskets and arrows, but their sparse fire muskets, bows and arrows hit the people behind the parapet.  The defenders pose no threat.  After two rows fired, the gunners who finished shooting retreated to the back to reload, while the other two rows crouched behind the parapet and waited.  Seeing that the two Tatars seemed to be standing up in a dense crowd again, ready to try to climb over the low wall trench, suddenly there was a sound of trumpets, and a row of gun soldiers stood up fiercely, and pulled the trigger at the two Tatars in front of them.  With a fierce volley of guns, blood mist flew across the crowd in front of the crowd, and the densely packed two Tatars rolled over again.  "Let's go!" There was another sharp swan sound, and another row of cannon soldiers stood up again. White smoke filled the sky, and they fired another ferocious volley.  There were piles of corpses in front of the parapet. After two fierce volleys of gunfire, the two Tatars with the Han, Korean, and Japanese flags in front of them seemed to be shot out.  The screams were earth-shattering, especially those of the Japanese and Koreans, who were all in indescribable fear.  They entered the Central Plains, maybe thinking about how to spread military force across the country, make a name for themselves, or simply rob, but unexpectedly, it was the beginning of a nightmare.  "Beat the drums and let the spearmen attack." Sun Sanjie from Tangshan ordered again.  Amidst the rapid beating of drums, dense spearmen rushed out from the passage. The two Tatars retreated like a tide, and their attack failed again.  ¡­ ¡­ The earth shook gently, and gradually the vibration became more violent, and finally formed a muffled thunder-like sound.  A black line appeared on the horizon, slowly forming a torrent of rushing cavalry. They surged across the earth like a tide, and tens of thousands of horse hooves stepped on the ground like rolling thunder.  "Boom!" They were running in the wilderness beside the mountain. In the smoke and dust that shook the sky, they kept running through Niulan Mountain and past Caohe Camp not far below the mountain., and then divided into two groups, one went straight across the pontoon bridge, and the other went straight to Shunyi City along the river.  But it was the soldiers and horses of the Suzaku Army's A and B battalions, hussars and hunting cavalry under General Baotao Gao Shiyin, as well as the right battalion of the Chinese cavalry and the C battalion of the rear battalion of the Chinese army.  Twenty thousand of them came with great momentum and attacked from the side. Although they were all horses and moved quickly, the Qing sentries on the other side of the Shahe River did not miss them.  "Just looking at this huge torrent of cavalry, they didn't know what to do. Such a huge force rushed directly behind them. Even if they quickly handed over the information, would the Chinese army's formation on the other side of the river have time to react? ?¡­ ?The sun, moon and wave flags dazzled the eyes of the flower people, and the military formations marched in order. They moved forward, as integrated as mountains, and the ground seemed to tremble slightly with every step they took.  Li Guangheng squinted his eyes and glanced over there. The horizontal formation of infantry on Wen Fangliang's side had been transformed into square formations, making it easier to move quickly across the plains. The same was true for the 10,000 reserve infantry coming from behind.  They moved in an orderly manner, their heavy footsteps forming a neat marching sound.  He glanced back behind him again. The bright red horse's mane was flying like fire, and the cold light of the horses shone on the earth. His horse cavalry had already arrived at Wen Fangliang's side. After a quick discussion, they formed a cavalry battle formation.  They formed a sharp formation, with 3,500 mounted cavalry as the vanguard, and then Wen Fangliang's first-class battalion used feathered cavalry tactics, each using a thick-backed saber. The cavalry servants from Shaanxi and Gansu were also distributed on both wings, and the soldiers of the Zhongyi Battalion were distributed behind the two wings.  , formed a huge cavalry array.  But before that, let Rocket Artillery teach the thieves over there a lesson.  They marched in formation, and the chilling and flying atmosphere could not help but bring tears to the eyes. You Shiwei, who was in front of the right-wing formation, exhaled happily. He was honored to join such a high-spirited team. Perhaps after this battle,  , all of us can leave our names in history and be proud of them through the ages.  The formation was marching, and the Qinglong Army First and other battalions were led by Yin Yijin, the general of the Chinese army and the middle battalion. However, at this time, Wen Fangliang also rode beside Li Guangheng. Seeing the movement of thieves over there, Wen Fangliang smiled and said: "It seems that the intruders  The thieves are still trying to resist. "Li Guangheng said coldly: "They should have escaped early." Yin Yijin said coldly: "After the Battle of Tongguan, everything went so well, especially on the second day.  Wen Fangliang said with a smile: "You can't see the coffin without crying." They could see clearly that there were a large number of thieves, archers, spearmen, and firemen.  Gunslingers and other infantry were being hurriedly brought in from the rear, and their cavalry seemed to be gathering in formation.  "Perhaps in Li Zicheng and others' view, there are only 20,000 cavalry here, and there are as many as 40,000 to 50,000 of them. How can we be reconciled if we don't fight hard?  Moreover, as long as the cavalry stays away from this formation and does not get entangled with it, they may not be incapable of fighting.  The formation quickly entered the second mile, and the bandits on the opposite side were still forming their troops in a panic. No matter whether they were on foot or on horseback, they were in no shape. Wen Fangliang smiled disdainfully. Maybe Li Zicheng and others were unwilling to give in, but the performance of his team exposed their quality.  He looked at the front of the formation. Not to mention the heavy artillery, all kinds of light artillery, especially the rocket battalion, one heavy rocket battalion and two light rocket battalions were all lined up in front of the formation.  "Let these bandits have a good taste of rockets. They were far away earlier. They only had infantry and a small number of cavalry to eat rockets. Now they can cover them. Let's have a full meal!"  "The time is coming." See  Facing the vast military formation opposite, the flags are like a sea, and the pressure is like a mountain, suffocating like the top of Mount Tai.  Kong San said, took out a box of cigarettes from his arms, smoked one and gave it to Lao Hu.  Lao Hu took out the fire folder from his waist, pulled out the sleeve, and flicked it hard, and the fire inside rekindled.  He lit a cigarette for Kong San, lit it himself, took a long puff, and puffed out a large puff of smoke.  He put the fire folding bag back on and said fiercely: "Capture the thief first. Capture the king first. Whether he can be the mayor of the township or whether my old Hu family can have an official depends on this vote." (To be continued.)
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