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Volume One, Chapter 461: Rockets Show Off Their Power

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    Gu Zhenhua was dressed in bright and shining armor, and his body was as strong as a pine or cypress. He stood upright on the hill. This was the commanding heights of the entire battlefield, and he could almost have a panoramic view of all the scenes.  Just to the west, on the horizon, an endless expanse of black came, quickly occupying the entire sight, and everything in front of you was the scene of the crazy attack of the Tatars.  Only along a narrow old river embankment in the east are the Anhui soldiers in full formation behind them.  ???????????????????????????????????????????????.  "Your Majesty, I believe that the soldiers will win with fire. The Tatars have done so many bad things, and God will punish them!" Wu Kaijie said through gritted teeth. ??????¡­?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The sound of gunfire became a mass, the Tatars who rushed up were shot to death one after another, blood flowed to the dry river bed, and a coquettish red color was gathering.  Every soldier loaded and fired like a machine. The Tatars in front of him were like targets for daily practice. Kill one and quickly replace it with another without any delay.  Although the firepower of the Anhui was beyond imagination, the number of Tatars was even more astonishing. They were approaching the river embankment little by little, and both sides could clearly see each other's faces.  "The Tatars are coming, hurry up and fuse the fuse!" the observer shouted anxiously, Zhou Xiren held the fire folding piece, his fingers trembling slightly.  His father was once a Han Chinese from Liaodong, and his family lived in Chongzhen for thirteen years.  He was robbed by the Tatars and became a slave.  From then on, their food was worse than that of livestock.  He worked hard and was beaten almost every day. In Zhou Xiren's words, it was purgatory.  It was not until the Tatars entered the customs that he took the opportunity to escape and came to Henan by begging.  When he arrived at the recruitment point, he fainted from hunger.  After being rescued, his first words were: I want to kill the Tatars.  Why kill a lot, kill happily, just let me do whatever you want!  Everything that happened in the past is still vivid in my mind.  Zhou Xiren said secretly: "Father, mother, sister, I have avenged you!" Sparks flashed.  A fuse was lit.  The bright spot filled with hatred disappeared before his eyes.  The Tatar cavalry was still charging fiercely. Suddenly, the Tatar running in front felt his body become lighter. Following him, he saw his companions below him.  This feeling only lasted for a moment before he was blown to pieces and turned into a pile of rotten flesh.  The mines buried on the river beach exploded one after another, taking away several Tatars each time.  The living Tatars were all shrouded in smoke and could not see their surroundings clearly.  They were confused and frightened.  And the hunting of An** has also begun.  Both sides yelled to kill Zhentian, and the soldiers could only yell at each other.  "Grenadiers, listen. Rush up the river embankment and drop bombs to kill the Tatars!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted at the top of his lungs. One hundred and twenty tall and long-armed grenadiers stood in a line. They took almost the same steps.  Rushed up the river bank.  With the help of inertia, one hundred and twenty grenades flew out of the air and exploded next to the Tatars. One after another, more and more Tatars fell under the horses.  "Okay, come again!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted excitedly. Suddenly a bow and arrow shot out. He only felt a pain in his arm, but he gritted his teeth and threw the grenade!  The killing effect of the grenadiers was extremely astonishing. Just in front of the river embankment, the Tatars dropped hundreds of corpses, stacked on top of each other in grotesque shapes. The thick bloody smell irritated everyone's nostrils.  "Lord Qi Beizi, the warriors can't charge forward!" Tun Qi frowned when he heard the report, and suddenly a ferocious smile appeared on his face.  "Pass my order, bring those bright dogs up and let them be targets!" "Yes!" In an instant, the Tatars on the battlefield retreated. Although the fighting was not long, the intensity of the battle was unprecedented. The Tatars  The decisiveness of the charge made the recruits unable to help but feel frightened.  "Look, the Tatars have sent out infantry!" Guo Yunlong looked over with his telescope, and sure enough, a large number of people appeared on the Tatar position, and they were rushing towards this side!  "Something's wrong, why are these soldiers both male and female!" Guo Yunlong muttered, and a flash of lightning suddenly struck his mind.  "Despicable Tatars, all deserve to die!" The Han people were forced to take the lead, and the Tatars followed up. This tactic has been used by the Tatars for hundreds of years, and has been tried and tested. If the defenders can't bear it, they can successfully break through.  If the defenders acted decisively and killed these Han people, they would not suffer any loss, but it would dampen their morale. No matter how you calculate it, it would be?You can¡¯t make a profit without losing money.  It¡¯s just that this time the Tatars used too many people. They captured tens of thousands of civilians along the way, and these people became cannon fodder in their hands.  The old, weak, women and children supported each other and ran towards An** step by step.  "Master, don't kill us, we are all Han people." "We all have the same ancestors, hold your hands high, save us!" They cried, but the Tatars behind them laughed wildly and waved their hands.  The weapon fell on the person who hesitated without hesitation.  These people were getting closer and closer. Guo Yunlong frowned and hurriedly ordered: "Tell the brothers, kill, don't be polite. No matter who it is, as long as it is standing on the opposite side, it is our enemy!" Gunshots rang out, and some soldiers thought  With good intentions, they couldn't help but raise the muzzle of their guns, unwilling to hurt these innocent people.  "Get out of the way, don't lose your life!" Suddenly, in the middle of the group of refugees, a guy took out a grenade from his arms and threw it towards An**'s position.  The two sides were no more than forty steps away when there was a loud noise and the two young soldiers closed their eyes forever.  "Come on!" The successful guy pulled out the short knife from his waist, yelled, and rushed forward.  Behind him, there were hundreds of "refugees" with weapons drawn out. They were all disguised as Tatars in order to use their compassion to achieve the purpose of sneak attacks.  An** was caught off guard. A dozen guys rushed across the river embankment, and the two sides started a fierce hand-to-hand fight.  The angry soldiers picked up their bayonets and stabbed these shameless guys unceremoniously. They shouted and fought. The corpses fell one after another, and their chests were pierced into a sieve.  "Kill!" The Tatars took advantage of An's panic and rushed forward quickly. Teams of cavalry rushed up on top of the refugees. The battlefield was full of cries for fathers and mothers.  The biggest advantage of An** is its firepower, but once the Tatars rush up, the two sides will fight in close combat, and the infantry will definitely suffer.  Zhou Yingjie saw it clearly and gritted his teeth.  "I didn't want to use it so early. Since the Tatars are looking for death, let me show you the power of An**!" "Rocket soldiers, move forward!" Of course, these rocket soldiers are not for missiles. What they have is the divine fire flying crow.  Improved rocket.  As we all know, China has been using rockets since the Song Dynasty. This kind of weapon was spread to Western Europe through India. The British Congreve rocket was the earliest application. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Placing the rocket in the groove and firing it can ensure a certain accuracy.  Of course, this kind of rocket cannot be compared with artillery, but it is better because it is not limited by caliber, and it has a fast rate of fire and amazing power.  Zhou Yingjie gave an order, and a group of two soldiers rushed up with a cart. They had already installed rockets and pushed them to the front of the formation, aiming for the direction of the Tatar cavalry.  "Fire!" Hundreds of rockets were ignited immediately, and these iron lumps roared and smashed into the charging Tatars.  The explosive charge of a rocket is almost ten times that of a grenade. When it explodes in a crowd, the power can be imagined.  What's even more terrible is that as long as these rockets have a general direction, whoever they fall on will be unlucky.  The rocket hit the ground and exploded. The Tatars were thrown over, dead and injured, and a raging fire broke out. In an instant, the flames jumped to the feet of the Tatars. A huge sea of ????fire made the Tatars tremble with fear.  The war horse under his crotch was also frightened and panicked, carrying the rider everywhere.  They even rushed back to their own positions, causing chaos in the formation and killing each other!  "Well done, keep shooting!" The rocket soldiers fired two more rounds of fueled rockets. A stretching sea of ??fire formed in front of the position, and the Tatars were completely blocked out.  Those who didn't have time to escape became prey. They cried and were killed one by one by the police!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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