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    The thirteenth line of defense is already very close to Loushanguan, with its back to Xiongguan, and is within the shooting range of General Zhenguo at the two gates of Guanguan.  The terrain was difficult and the attack area was narrow. Although the imperial court had many troops, they could not deploy and it was difficult to truly exert their advantage in strength. The terrain was relatively favorable to the defenders.  The people responsible for the defense here were originally the new attached troops, but in order to take sole control of Xiongguan, Yang Chaodong squeezed out Tian Zhenbiao and his two hundred imperial guardsmen after the foreign soldiers entered the pass, and made them responsible for the defense of the 13th line of defense.  These two hundred Yulin Army are the essence of the Bozhou Army. They are composed of strong young men from the seven new surnames such as the Yang family and the Tian family. They have all sworn to the mountain gods, kowtowed to the ground, drank blood wine, and are loyal.  The troops are well-equipped. The armor coverage rate of the 200-man team is actually over 50%. There are also a few old muskets and two matchlock guns to support the scene. Such armaments can be regarded as first-rate elites in the entire Southwest.  .  The steel knife in Tian Zhenbiao's hand has been replaced twice, and the third blow almost curled the blade. He was so angry that he cursed: "What kind of son of a bitch made this knife? It's trying to kill me. I haven't cut many of them."  There is no need for me personally. Come and change your sword." "The officers and soldiers were beaten down three times in one breath, and even the dead bodies were not recovered. There were dead bodies everywhere in front of the position, and blood was flowing everywhere.  Although the ones responsible for the attacks these few times were chieftain soldiers and not Liu Dadao's personal troops, they at least boosted the morale of the three armies and curbed the decline.  This middle-of-the-night battle broke the backbone of the Boshu Army. The entire army was frightened. The first two lines of defense could at least hold on for a while until the next few lines of defense were hit.  The defenders didn't even have the guts to engage the officers and soldiers.  As soon as the gun fired, Liu Qing led his servants to charge. The new auxiliary troops guarding the stronghold abandoned the fortifications they had finally built and ran back desperately.  If Tian Zhenbiao hadn't killed several defeated troops, even his own team would have been overwhelmed by them.  This Liu Ting is really too good. He is like a demon with one sword, killing people is like chopping melons and vegetables, effortlessly.  There are several Jianghu heroes and Banzhou warriors.  I also thought about killing Liu Qing in formation.  He boosted his morale, but in the fight, no one could stop Liu Qing's three swords, and his head was missing.  Liu Sandao's reputation.  It has spread among the Bozhou soldiers.  Fear, despair.  spread throughout the team.  When those Jianghu people saw Liu Qing, they seemed to have seen a ghost. They would rather be hacked to death by the supervising team than go forward to fight Liu Qing.  Some simply pretended to charge, but actually ran down to attack the officers and soldiers.  The morale of the two hundred imperial guardsmen was also shaken. Fortunately, Tian Zhenbiao, covered in blood, like a devil coming out of hell, stared at the soldiers and shouted loudly, so that the situation was stabilized.  Thanks to the limited manpower, even though Liu Dadao was brave and invincible, he was still a human being and needed to rest. It was these chieftain soldiers who attacked the thirteenth line of defense, and this was how the line of defense was maintained.  But after these three attacks, Tian Zhenbiao¡¯s men also suffered more than 30% casualties. Others were also severely exhausted. The arms holding the weapons were also trembling, and the archers could no longer fire more arrows.  "What are the closed cannons doing? I just sent people to urge them to fire, but no one took action? Besides, why don't reinforcements come from the pass?" Tian Zhenbiao knew that there are still thousands of fresh troops in the pass, and there are also those with strong physiques.  Foreign soldiers.  At this time, someone must switch defenses with him to give his troops a chance to rest and recuperate.  Doesn't that bastard Yang Chaodong know that we have reached a critical moment now? If the internal fighting continues, everyone will be finished together?  If you can close the two cannons and fire, you can at least share some of the pressure on yourself, which is better than carrying it alone.  Two groups of soldiers were sent to urge the cannons to fire, but when the chieftain launched the attack just now, there was still no movement from the cannons at the top of the city, which made him want to curse.  Liu Qing, who was at the bottom of the mountain, was sitting on the horse, looking at Deng Zilong and asking: "Uncle, how are you? Are you going to be the next one, or am I? My nephew has had a great time killing this night, so it won't be a big deal if I let you go for a while."  I heard that there are Siamese and Folangji people among your servants. Do you want them to show off their strength? " Deng Zilong knows that Liu Ting has never allowed anyone to fight.  He probably saw that the chieftains had suffered too much and was afraid that his servants would suffer too much, so he asked himself to test the strength of the Bozhou soldiers.  Although he is old, he is very courageous, and he is famous for his recklessness in fighting, often putting himself in danger without even realizing it.  How could he let go of such an opportunity? He pushed his silver beard with his hand and said, "Young man Liu, you cut off so many people with your big knife in one night, but with this gun, I have no choice but to eat your leftovers. Back then, your father and I,  We are talking about brothers. Are there any juniors like you who know how to respect elders? This time, I will do my duty. Sons, prepare for me." Knowing that the other side has two deadly bronze cannons at the moment, Deng Zilong.  But he didn't take it seriously at all.  How accurate can such a stupid guy be? He has to be lucky many times before he gets hit by it.  If his life really declined to that point, then there would be no point in not dying.  Among his servants were Burmese prisoners captured during the battle with the Toungoo Dynasty, as well as Siamese.There are even Francji people who serve as consultants in Taungoo, and the members are very complicated.  These people were not as good at climbing mountains as Liu Qing's servants, but they were good at handling firearms. When they got close, they would hit them with a volley of guns, followed by a volley of guns.  After a period of random gunfire, Deng Zilong unexpectedly rushed to the front. The spear in his palm was like a strange python coming out of a cave. He was exquisite and proficient in all kinds of skills. Although it was not as majestic as the 100-pound sword when wielded like a god, it was better than it was in its many changes.  He was very cunning and difficult to stop. Anyone who fought with him would be knocked to the ground by a big gun after only a few moves. Even if he was covered with armor, it would have no effect.  When Tian Zhenbiao saw Deng Zilong's martial arts skills, he was not surprised but overjoyed.  He knew that his martial arts skills would lead to death if he tried to get close to him, and he could not defeat this old man at all, but what did it matter?  His subordinates reported that Guan Guan had seen the foreigners occupying the gun position, charging and adjusting, and it seemed that they were preparing to fire the gun.  These barbarians are good at using firearms, and their cannon skills are much higher than those of the natives of Banzhou. If they fire cannons, they will be absolutely foolproof.  As long as Deng Zilong can be killed with artillery, the morale of the officers and soldiers will be greatly affected, and the battle will become beneficial to him.  Today in the Ming Dynasty, there are only a few generals such as Dong Li, Xima, Liu Dao and Deng Qiang. If one of them is killed, the whole battle will undergo huge changes.  With Deng Zilong dead, not even Liu Dadao dared to charge forward as deadly as before.  In order to cause as many casualties as possible, he constantly mobilized his soldiers and asked them to retreat deliberately, so that Deng Zilong and his men could concentrate as much as possible on the narrow intersection. With such a shot, no one could escape.  .  Seeing that Deng Zilong had entered the predetermined position as he expected, he felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and he felt nervous as if a huge prey had entered a trap.  Become famous now.  I'm going to cut off this old man's head, and then take the head to Mr. Yang to report his crime.  "Wave the flag and let the foreigners fire." The red flag of the Bozhou soldiers waved. According to the secret order, this was the message to fire.  At this time, Deng Zilong had already led his servants to fight fiercely with the Bozhou soldiers at the narrow mouth. The other soldiers were behind him. Even if he found that the situation was wrong, he could not retreat and could only close his eyes and wait for death.  The foreign soldiers in Guan Guan were also ready. When they saw the red flag waving, they immediately lit the match. A loud noise shook the valley and the ground seemed to tremble.  The power of this bronze cannon should not be underestimated. Once the cannon was fired, the sound of crying for father and mother could not be heard. I don¡¯t know how many people were killed or injured.  Tian Zhenbiao stamped his feet angrily and said: "What did the damn foreign soldiers do? How did they aim accurately and where did they shoot? Why did all these guns fall on their own heads?" On the top of the city, Ruinstein was also yelling curses.  "You pigs, idiots, and scum. Are you worthy of the honor of a mercenary? You have brought shame on the reputation of the great Count Reinstein. The rebel is still alive and kicking down there. Give me the aim for the next shot."  "When the second shot still fell on the head of the Banzhou soldiers, the team almost completely lost its combat effectiveness.  If Tian Zhenbiao hadn't been lucky, he would have been killed by this cannon.  He vaguely felt that the two consecutive shots falling on his head seemed not as simple as a shooting error. At this moment, another sharp-eyed soldier saw that something seemed to have changed on the top of the city. Not long after, someone saw it clearly.  He shouted: "Flag! On top of the city is the flag of the Ming army. Standing on the top of the city are the white-poled soldiers of the Qin family. Loushanguan has been lost!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novel is better and updated faster.  !
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