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Volume 1 Chapter 443 Destroying a King

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    In fact, it was not until machine guns were equipped that the huge cavalry was completely turned into a pile of meat and lost its status as the main force.  .  .  Before that, the cavalry group charge was still quite terrifying.  As for the Battle of Baliqiao, Seng Gelinqin's wrong command was truly fatal.  At this time, Li Laiheng and the others faced an unprecedented test. The Tatars swarmed forward, overwhelming them. At a glance, they were all Tatar cavalry, as numerous as flies.  Guns and guns continued to sound, and the Tatars fell in pieces, but compared to the huge number, these losses were not fatal, and they were still moving forward.  The distance between the two sides is constantly shortening, and the Tatars are using their lives to pave the way to peace. Although this method is barbaric, it is effective.  Li Laiheng's face was particularly solemn. If he had enough time to set up traps and obstacles, he might not be afraid of the Tatars, but facing several times the cavalry charge, no one would be frightened.  Fortunately, he was made from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ??blood, and his will was extremely firm.  "Dog Tatar, at worst it's a hand-to-hand fight, the man named Li won't be afraid of you!" The Tatar finally rushed within a hundred steps, and three people around Li Shutai were killed, including one who had followed Li Yongfang for many years.  His loyal servant paid such a heavy price, which made Li Shutai grit his teeth.  "Minggou, let you also see the power of the Qing Dynasty's firearms!" At this time, the Tatars raised fire blunderbuss one after another. The fire blunderbuss was the most important item in Dorgon's massive copycat security experience.  He gathered a large number of craftsmen and used the skills of Westerners to finally create a firecracker with a range of about a hundred steps.  And also used flint firing.  In terms of power, it is almost the same as the early fire guns of An**.  Fortunately, with Gu Zhenhua's advice, An** got the mini gun.  Only then did we maintain our technical advantage.  Within a hundred steps, the Tatar's fire blunderbuss was lethal enough.  Along with the thick smoke, a hail of bullets hit An**. Next to Li Laiheng stood a red-faced soldier. He was just in his early twenties, but he had already experienced many battles. At least three Tatars had just died in him.  in hands.  A lead shot penetrated the helmet.  He hit his forehead, and blood immediately poured out, his resolute eyes showing.  His energy quickly passed away, and his strong body fell softly to the ground.  Li Laiheng¡¯s heart tightened. Looking around, there was blood blooming on the chest of the gunman in the front row.  They all fell to the ground.  The Tatars were shooting on their horses.  The accuracy was poor, less than ten people were shot and fell, but the shock was already produced.  Just now, all the security forces attacked the Tatars, but the Tatars also fired back with firecrackers, and the soldiers were suddenly in a hurry.  "Don't panic, the people behind will get on top of you!" "A man's body is wrapped in horse leather. It's a blessing in life!" "An'an is here, and the prince is here. Everyone's family members don't have to worry, now is the time to sacrifice their lives to repay the prince. Those who flinch will not be pardoned.  "!" Li Laiheng shouted loudly. An'an was well-trained and quickly regained his composure. The soldiers in the back row immediately filled the gap and fired vengeful bullets at the Tatars.  The two sides have entered into the most brutal life-and-death confrontation. They cannot escape or be cowardly, they can only fight with their lives. Who can survive depends entirely on God's favor.  Gunshots rumbled and smoke rose, shrouding the battlefield. Faintly, people on both sides could be seen falling continuously, and lives disappeared cheaply.  The security casualties began to increase, but the Tatar shooting lacked accuracy and the losses became even more heavy.  Li Shutai's eyes were bloodshot. He was already riding a tiger, and the losses had been so heavy. If he was defeated in despair, what would Dorgon think of him? At this time, the only option was to fight, and as long as he won, everything would be settled!  "The fire gunners dismounted, hit hard, charge with heavy cavalry, don't retreat!" The Tatars quickly adjusted their tactics. The fire gunmen abandoned their horses and concentrated on providing fire cover for the cavalry. An's casualties increased rapidly.  These Tatars finally rushed within thirty steps, and victory seemed to be waving to them again.  Li Soltai also showed a proud smile.  No matter how many tricks An** has, as long as he has the upper hand, I will kill you all!  The Tatars surged forward, unstoppable.  "Listen to the white-armed soldiers, our ancestors fought bloody battles with the Tatars in Liaodong. Their equipment was not as good as ours, their food was not as good as ours, and their military pay was not as high as ours! Relying on their passion, they fought hard against the Tatars and never retreated.  "Are you willing to bring shame to your ancestors?" "No, no!" Ma Wannian roared loudly, holding the white wax pole tightly with both hands, pointing the cold light at the Tatars.  .  The gunmen had retreated behind the spear phalanx. They did not relax, but continued to load bullets, waiting to hunt the Tatars.    The huge cavalry rushed towards the spear phalanx, and both sides had no room to retreat.  The white soldiers leaned over slightly to make themselves stand more firmly, holding the gun tightly, gritting their teeth and staring. They knew what would happen in the next moment, but they would never take a step back!  In an instant, the rolling waves hit the dam, like Mars hitting the earth.  The white wax soldiers in the front row were knocked away one after another, and the extremely tough white wax poles in their hands were suddenly broken. They flew five meters away and fell heavily to the ground, with blood spurting out from their mouths.  A soldier with a white pole was hit so hard that his ribs were broken and his internal organs were injured. Blood foam spurted out from his mouth and nose, and he looked like he would not survive.  He barely held on and glanced ahead.  A Tatar's chest was penetrated by a spear and he also fell to the foot of his horse.  A smile suddenly emerged from the corners of his mouth, and his expression froze.  The Tatar's attack was extremely fierce. Most of the white soldiers in the first three rows were knocked away, and fifty or sixty people died on the spot.  However, this kind of dedication also paid off. The Tatar momentum was finally curbed, and the two sides fell into a stalemate and bloody battle.  The Tatars, who have gone through Dorgon's hard training, have improved their combat effectiveness much better than before. Although they paid a heavy price, these Tatars also know that this is the closest they have come to defeating the Anhui army, so these people ignore it.  Sacrifice, no matter the cost, crazy impact.  The White Guards and the Old Guards who also fought were both troops with glorious histories. Naturally, they were not willing to be losers.  Both sides shouted to kill Zhentian, brutal hand-to-hand combat, some people fell down at every moment, and others blocked them without hesitation.  Stepping on the corpses and blood of their comrades, the two sides fought frantically.  An** is like an isolated island submerged in the torrent, stubbornly resisting the invasion.  Above them, the soldiers in the hot air balloon endured the howling cold wind and faithfully performed their duties.  Although they did not personally charge and kill, their role was unparalleled. Wherever there was danger and there were many Tatars, their flags would point without hesitation.  Li Laiheng and Ma Wannian each led a hundred people, all equipped with miniguns. These people were like firefighters. No matter where there was a problem, they immediately rescued them. No Tatar could deal with the sharp miniguns.  Minds are broken, chests are exploded, and broken limbs are flying all over the sky. The more ferocious and the more ferocious the Tatars are, the more they become the focus of care.  Li Shutai thought he had rushed to An'an's side. As long as they fought hand-to-hand, how could a group of infantry contend with the cavalry? However, An'an not only withstood it, but also acted like a tenacious hedgehog, leaving him unable to bite.  Time dragged on like this, and gradually after noon, Li Shutai woke up a little, and he finally realized that something was wrong.  The Tatars¡¯ target was Handan, but when Li Shutai saw this group of daring infantrymen daring to take the initiative, he attacked them without hesitation. The two sides had been entangled for so long, and precious time was wasted.  The more I thought about it, the more beads of sweat became on Li Shutai's head. Maybe it would be better to send some people to entangle them and attack Handan with the main force Li Shutai woke up, but it was too late!  Just at the top of the city of Handan, two huge hot air balloons had risen, and the soldiers above accurately reported the battle situation to Li Xu and Li Dingguo.  "Li Laiheng and Ma Wannian are both good. They were able to hold off the Tatars for such a long time. I think it's time for a large force to take action!" Li Dingguo also nodded, smiled and looked at Kang Lesheng, who had just arrived, and said, "Kang  Brigadier, are you sure you can defeat the Tatars? " Kang Lesheng smiled slightly: "If Dorgon comes, you may still be afraid, but what kind of ability can a traitor like Li Shutai have when it comes to repaying his father's debt?  It's time to settle the account!" Li Dingguo said: "According to the observation of the hot air balloon, the Tatar left wing has the largest number, but the formation is very chaotic. I'm afraid it's the Mongolian cavalry. Brigadier Kang, just start from here!" Kang Lesheng nodded,  He turned around and descended the city wall. At this time, all of his brigade had arrived in Handan. Although everyone was very tired, the shouts of killing outside the city made them full of fighting spirit, and they were all gearing up.  "Brothers, follow me out of the city to kill the Tatars!" With an order, these soldiers left the city from the east gate of Handan, quickly gathered into a neat queue, and pressed against the Tatars.  Amidst the sound of war drums, the fresh army held fire blunderbuss tightly and slowly but firmly attacked the Tatars.  "Your Majesty, it's bad, Ming Gou's reinforcements are here!" Badali was urging his men to attack. He was still immersed in the grief of losing his brother and wanted to beat the drowned dog, but when he heard this, he was also shocked.  Looking back, I saw An** pressing forward with neat steps.  The infantry took the initiative to attack the cavalry. It was so bold that Badali was completely angered."Ming Dogs are still unsuccessful, Lao Tzu will crush them!" Bada rushed to the horse's head, and the opponent shouted, "Warriors, follow the king Chong!"  They were all Tatar cavalry. Kang Lesheng showed a contemptuous smile.  "Artillery, prepare, give me a hard blast!" The artillery accompanying the battle quickly stopped, quickly adjusted the shooting angle, and loaded the artillery.  While they were busy, the Tatars were already approaching.  "Fire!" Boom boom boom!  Boom boom boom!  A thunderous sound shook his eardrums. Badali suddenly raised his head and saw a black object rapidly expanding, occupying the entire eyeball.  "Ah, help!" (To be continued)
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