The battle at night was a hundred times more ferocious and dangerous than during the day. The battle line of more than 20 miles was full of gunfire and shouts of death. The shells kept streaking across the sky. From a distance, it looked like they were on fire. generally. "Looking from a distance, Tan Xingming couldn't help but feel shortness of breath and blood boiling all over his body. He turned around suddenly and looked at his subordinates. "Brothers, have you seen it? The decisive battle has begun. Our artillery must not fall behind. Everyone must work harder. We must rush to the battlefield before dawn to let the Tatars know how powerful we are!" "Yes, sir, don't worry, even if Even if you die, you must die on the way forward. "All the officers, including Tan Xingming, went into battle in person, pushing the heavy sports cars hard, leaving deep ruts on the soft ground. Tan Xingming brought a total of sixty-four artillery pieces this time. The number was nothing compared to the hundreds on the battlefield, but the power of these artillery pieces was beyond everyone's imagination. According to Western standards, this batch of artillery is all large-caliber 12-pound artillery, made of bronze. The gun body alone weighs more than 1,200 kilograms. Each artillery is also equipped with a trailer and a special ammunition box. The weight Weighing over three thousand kilograms, it was definitely the most powerful field artillery in this era. Although the Tatars also have some heavyweight red cannons, those stupid guys with almost zero mobility are no match at all. From the first moment of production, the craftsmen were convinced that they really held the God of War in their hands! Originally, it was planned that these artillery pieces should have arrived two days ago, but there was a heavy rain along the way. The road was severely damaged. Tan Xingming almost went crazy with anxiety. It was simply unforgivable that he, the artillery commander, was absent from the most important decisive battle. Just when he was at his wits end. All the local farms were organized, and more than 3,000 people were mobilized. In order to allow the cannon to pass through, the people demolished the door panels of their homes, and some old people even sent coffin panels. Relying on these things to build a way out of the mud, the cannon could be successfully transported to the front line. Seeing that we are getting closer and closer to Guangping. The sound of gunfire became louder and louder, and the smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air. "Brothers, hurry up. Our artillery can't fall behind." As he was talking, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves, and it was Wu Kaijie who was running at the front. When he was far away, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Old Tan, you are finally here!" "It's the chief of staff. We're not late, right?" "No, no, you came just in time!" Wu Kaijie smiled happily. He said: "To be honest, the prince personally led the troops to fight, and both sides were red-eyed!" Tan Xingming became anxious when he heard that, the prince was already there, how could he still watch. "Chief of Staff, let's go and help the prince right now. With these cannons, I don't believe we can't kill the Tatars!" "Don't be busy!" Wu Kaijie said with a smile: "The prince's side is fine at the moment. But General Xie is the one who is here. There is trouble, the Tatar cavalry are trying their best to break through, they are holding the last line of defense, and they are in danger at any time. " "What are you waiting for? Let's go now." After Wu Kaijie came, he also brought two thousand people. , these people helped push the gods of death to the front line. ¡ Xie Bin was facing unprecedented pressure at this time. Luck Dehun led the Tatars¡¯ most elite main force to attack fiercely. They rushed to the position several times, and the two sides even engaged in hand-to-hand combat, and the An army suffered heavy losses. Unfortunately, they couldn't get enough reinforcements. Instead, the Tatars killed more and more people. According to this momentum, it won't be long before they can hold on. "Brothers, there is life and death. Today, we must all be prepared to die!" Xie Bin looked at the soldiers around him. Many of them were injured, but they had not had time to bandage them. However, everyone looked resolute and showed no fear at all. Hey,, Éù the drum sounded, Xie Bin suddenly shocked, and he raised his waist knife suddenly. "The whole army obeys the order and stays at the post. Don't take a step back!" Thousands of horse hooves sounded, and the Tatars launched another charge. Although Luck Dehun seems to have taken advantage, he knows how to deal with it. These Eight Banners elites were the last assets of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, but they were easily consumed. Even if he could win, what face would he have to face Dorgon! The only solution for now is to fight to the end, capture Guangping, defeat Anhui, and then there will still be a glimmer of hope! He blocked all his capital, thousands of horses galloped, and the Tatars swarmed up. They also prepared firecrackers, and gunshots kept ringing out. An'an fell down, and so did the Tatars. The land in the middle of the mound has all turned blood red, and the corpses have long been indistinguishable. There is only a layer of dark red mud on the ground! "Report to the commander, it's not good!"The scout ran in front of Xie Bin in a panic, and said with trembling lips: "The top of the mountain on the right has been captured by the Tatars!" "Ah!" Xie Bin was immediately frightened to death. The reason why he could stop the Tatars was because of his Given the geographical advantage, if the commanding heights fall into the hands of the Tatars, the entire army is in danger of collapse. "Quickly, take it back to me immediately. No matter how many people die, we must take it back!" Just when Xie Bin gave the death order, Luck Dehun seized the opportunity for a decisive victory. An'an, who lost his geographical advantage, was definitely no match for the elite Eight Banners. "Warriors of the Qing Dynasty, charge with me!" Luck Dehun took the lead, and the Tatars swarmed behind him. Their eyes were red and they were working hard. Perhaps they also knew that this was a decisive battle involving life and death, and no one was exempted. The Tatars were getting smoke and fire, and they were getting closer and closer to An**. Suddenly a group of grenadiers rushed out from the security forces and threw grenades at the Tatars. However, the Tatars who had seized the hilltop on the right immediately fired their bows and arrows. Relying on their superiority, more than a dozen grenadiers were wounded. Those who could barely move hurriedly fled back, but the remaining few were trampled by the Tatar cavalry. , died as a matter of fact. "The Ming Dog is finished, rush!" The Tatars were greatly encouraged, and they all rushed over happily, jumping on their horses and whipping their whips. An** used a skillful three-stage strike to meet the enemy, but he was still unable to stop the Tatars from approaching. Xie Bin also knew that a hand-to-hand fight with the cavalry would be more dangerous than good. It's just that he has no choice. He held the steel knife tightly in his hand. "Come on, kill as many as you come!" Boom! Just when everyone was ready to fight, a thunderous sound suddenly sounded. Four or five Tatars were blown into the air. Tan Xingming looked at the direction of the fire, with a smile on his face. This first shot was not bad. "Brothers, hit me hard, don't let a Tatar go!" "Yes!" The sound of cannons sounded, earth-shaking, and more than sixty twelve-pound cannons were like ancient beasts. Roar heartily. The sound shook the heaven and the earth, and its power was incomparable. The shells fell one after another, setting off waves of metal storms among the dense Tatar crowd. Cannon caliber increased. The power it brings increases exponentially, and one shell can even kill and injure a dozen people. What¡¯s even more terrible is that the rate of fire of the artillery is not much slower than that of a small-caliber one. After a round of salvo fire, the sound of the artillery is rumbling. Hardly a break. A barrage formed two to three hundred meters away from the security position. It was like a heavenly knife, forcibly cutting the Tartars apart. The Tatars who followed still wanted to rush forward crazily, but the sudden shells made them scared, and they were not blamed. No one wanted to be blown to pieces and fly into the sky. The Tatars did not dare to charge forward, and some were even so frightened that they turned around and ran away. And the Tatars, who were covered by artillery shells, were even more frightened. They had never encountered such strong artillery fire. Even if they were not hit by the cannon, the earth-shattering sound shook them to pieces. The five internal organs moved, and half of the soul flew away. They were a helpless boat in the storm. The dense formation is exploded, you are surrounded by gunpowder smoke, and you can't see anyone else at all. The psychological impact is simply unbearable. The Tatars finally felt fear, some threw away their weapons and ran away frantically. Some people rushed towards Xie Bin's defense line like crazy. Xie Bin felt particularly relaxed at this time. From the moment he heard the roar of the cannon, he knew that victory belonged to him! "Hit them hard, don't let a Tatar go!" The hot-blooded An** fired desperately, and the Tatars who rushed over in a hurry fell to the ground one after another. Luck Dehun already had three or two wounds on his body, and blood kept pouring out. The sudden shelling had knocked him unconscious, his ears were buzzing, and wet liquid seemed to be flowing out. When I suddenly looked up, a hint of fish belly white appeared in the eastern sky. In the direction of Guangping, four huge hot air balloons began to heat up and lift off. An's most deadly eye is about to start working, and all these Tatars have nowhere to hide. Dorgon's explanation was not completed at all. A helpless smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Luckede's mouth. He wiped away the bloody foam, suddenly shouted loudly, and rushed towards An**. "Shoot!" Bang bang bang, more than twenty bullets hit Luck Dehun, and his huge body was blown into balls of blood mist. This Manchu warrior also ended his life early. . The left wing is completely safe, and everyone¡¯s eyes turn to the Chinese army. This morning is the last moment to decide the outcome of both sides! The biological clock was naturally triggered, and 4,500 winged cavalry, including Yue Polu, woke up almost at the same time. All the troops are fighting hard, but they are the only ones who are recharging their energy and are full of energy. "Brothers, it's finally time for us to show off our skills. Let's fill our bellies and set off immediately!" The soldiers chewed the food slowly and absorbed as much nutrition as possible. They knew that once they really started fighting, they would not think about it again. I don¡¯t know when to eat. "Commander Yue, we finally caught up!" Tan Xingming ran over with a smile. Yue Polu also had a smile on his face: "Brother, without your artillery, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to survive!" "Hahaha, okay, let's dig a hole together and bury Dorgon!" Suddenly they Smiling at each other, the night gradually dissipated, and the scene on the ground could be clearly seen from the high hot air balloon. The small red flag waved, and more than 130 large and small caliber artillery lined up in a row roared together. In an instant, Tartars His surroundings turned into a sea of ??fire. The smile on Yue Polu's face became brighter and brighter, and he shouted with a thunderous tongue: "Hussar, charge!" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!