Wu Sangui pressed forward on all fronts, and Tang Qiang no longer hid his secrets. Arrows, rolling stones, new firecrackers, grenades, big exploding iron balls, tiger squatting cannons, etc. were all focused on Wu Sangui's soldiers. There were constant explosions and screams. Live lives were harvested in the missiles, and bodies were blown to pieces in the explosions. The eyes of the soldiers, including Wu Sangui, were red, and only three of them were left. Even though they were ten feet apart, they refused to give up. Each one of them roared upwards to the sky and the earth. One group of people fell, and another group was immediately added, forcibly exchanging flesh and blood for the way forward. When the cavalry rushed up, the distance between the two armies was only about twenty feet. A zhang is an ancient unit of measurement, one foot. It is about 3333 meters in later generations. Twenty feet is about 67 meters. If the speed of the 100-meter champion is used, it will be about seven seconds. If it is a horse riding at high speed, it will only take a few breaths. The victory or defeat is on the line. between. Because the distance was too close, bows, arrows, seven-eyed blunderbuss and bird blunderbuss also began to cause damage to the Sichuan army. No one could be injured or killed in the battle, but everyone knew that this was the most critical moment. If one fell, the other would immediately jump on top, leaving no minor injuries. On the front line, seeing the emergency, even the logistics personnel were transferred to the front line. Although they were not as elite as the formal soldiers, they could still help with firing cannons, throwing grenades, and rolling rocks. Even the auxiliary personnel, Lu Haoshan also asked them to Training in your spare time is a bit like a reserve team. As soon as the cavalry joined in, the battle became fierce. Arrows and missiles rained down on the opponent's position like a heavy rain. Explosions came one after another, and there were shouts of killing and trumpets. , the screams were endless. In front of the powerful enemy, the Sichuan army's terrifying firepower was unleashed. Guns, artillery, grenades, and large exploding iron balls were fired at the soldiers of Wu's Third Division as if they were free of charge. After pouring out, the soldiers of Wu Sangui's tribe continued to fall. However, they relied on their numerical advantage and continued to charge forward at the cost of their lives. Slowly, Wu Sangui and his generals discovered that although it was only a short twenty feet, this short twenty feet became an insurmountable gap. Every step forward had to pay a huge price. Let's not forget about it first. Talking about the numbing density of firecrackers, artillery pieces and big iron balls, every time they exploded, they would cause huge casualties. Even the soldiers and their horses were blown away. Even if they managed to advance a little, a round of grenades hit them. No matter how strong the momentum was, they would be blown away. In addition, there was another very unfavorable factor, that is, Luoyapo is a sloping land. , the terrain is quite high, and it is not susceptible to the sprint of horses. The battle has been going on, but only half an hour has passed. Xia Guoxiang finally couldn't bear it anymore. The soldiers have been risking their lives to fight. It may be said that they have tried their best. Watching the soldiers fall one by one and watching the comrades die on the battlefield one by one, Xia Guoxiang's face becomes paler and paler. He saw with his own eyes that in order to raise a heavy shield to block bullets and arrows, three soldiers were replaced in less than half a quarter of an hour. They all wanted to use the heavy shield to block the Sichuan army's firepower, but they fell one by one. Down. Some were hit in the lower legs by firecrackers, some were blown away by grenades, and some were knocked down by rolling stones. However, the fourth soldier was unfortunately hit by a solid lead bullet, and both his man and his shield were blown to pieces. It can be horrific. The reason why Prime Minister Xia couldn't calm down was not the decline in morale, but the casualties. The main body of war is people, and only people can form combat effectiveness, so casualties become the key to victory or defeat. According to experience, when two armies are fighting, if the casualties reach 20%, morale will be low, and if the casualties reach one-third, people's hearts will float. , if the casualties reach or exceed one-half, the army may collapse at any time, and then it will truly collapse thousands of miles. In less than half an hour, nearly 15,000 elite troops have already suffered more than half casualties, and it is close to 3 By two points, their vigor had been lost, their confidence was shaken, and the soldiers' emotions were about to reach the critical point of collapse. Not only was the confidence of the soldiers shaken, but also the heart of Prime Minister Xia was shaken. Although there was only a distance of twenty feet, which was the difference between heaven and hell, no matter how much effort and sacrifice was made, there was not even a glimmer of hope. As a wise general with both civil and military skills, Xia Guoxiang has always maintained a rare calmness, unlike others who rush forward with gritted teeth and red eyes to fight for their lives. "General, let's withdraw." Xia Xiangguo rode his horse to the side of Wu Sangui, who was roaring like thunder, and said loudly. "What? Say it again." Because the sound of the cannon was too loud, Wu Sangui didn't hear clearly for a while. Xia Guoxiang said loudly: "General, the situation is not good, we should withdraw." "What? Withdraw?" Wu Sangui's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he roared like thunder: "So many brothers have fallen here, how much have we paid? It took a lot of effort to get here. If we withdraw, wouldn¡¯t it be a waste of all our efforts? " These are the most elite and loyal subordinates under his command. Most of them are veterans brought from Liaodong. These veterans are rich in experience. , tough style, each oneMy dear, even if Wu Sangui died, he would be so heartbroken that he couldn't express his heartache. Now that he has suffered so many casualties all of a sudden, all of which were the cost of his promotion, Wu Sangui wanted to vomit blood. He had been in Liaodong before, and after defecting to Sichuan, the two had no contact. Hearing that the Sichuan army was powerful, Wu Sangui was a little disapproving at first. In the previous interview, Tang Qiang deliberately concealed several important weapons, but Wu Sangui did not show much concern. , but once the Sichuan army fully unleashed its firepower, Wu Sangui could not pose a threat to it no matter how hard he racked his brains. In fact, Wu Sangui had long thought that this battle could not be won, but with the attack so close and the battle so tense, he was reluctant to part with the results of the hard-fought battle and was unwilling to accept it, so Wu Sangui was like a gambler who lost his money and gave it all. Many people are like this, refusing to give up no matter what, until they lose their last chip and lose their last thought. Xia Guoxiang said with a bitter look on his face: "General, we have all underestimated the Sichuan Army. Now more than half of our brothers have suffered casualties, but the Sichuan Army's firepower shows no sign of weakening. If we don't stop, we are afraid that the entire army will be annihilated." "General, we are There are still tens of thousands of soldiers, so we can leave the mountains without fear of running out of firewood," Ma Bao said with red eyes. "General, brothers can no longer resist. We have just killed more than ten people who tried to escape. If we continue to fight, I'm afraid" "General, retreat." All the generals tried to persuade them, and even the son-in-law Hu Guozhu said through gritted teeth. : "General, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood." During the reign of Wu Sangui, the army and the people were strong, with a total of 100,000 people. In the battle between Shanhaiguan and Li Zicheng, although the number was reduced to about 30,000, they were suppressed and recruited at the same time. , the number of the army has always been more than 50,000, this time 15,000 are elites, and there are tens of thousands more in the rear. As long as the people can escape back, there is still hope of making a comeback. After hearing what his men said, Wu Sangui looked up at the battlefield and saw that the artillery kept firing, the grenades were densely thrown at his army like hailstones, and the large iron balls weighing several hundred kilograms were specially thrown at crowded places. Go, the soldiers under their command fell one after another. They were unwilling to accept it. Because they were in the position of being beaten, they always wanted to rush forward to find a chance to fight fairly. However, the Sichuan Army never gave this chance, and in the end they could only fall down with hatred. On the way to charge. Twenty feet, just twenty feet. Looking at the mountains of corpses, Wu Sangui's eyes turned red. This battle cannot be fought. If the battle continues, the whole army will be completely wiped out. Wu Sangui's heart is full of unwillingness and anger. The elite soldiers under his command are the famous Liaodong elites, and they have also joined the "seeds" of Guan Ning's cavalry. Shanhaiguan has been fighting all the way to the Central Plains. It can be said that it is invincible in the world. Unexpectedly, it fell on a small cliff and lost to a small and humble guard. It was really ridiculous when word spread. However, there was not much he could care about at the moment. Every moment he stayed, there would be one more casualty, and every casualty would increase the risk of collapse. Wu Sangui clenched his fists, with fire in his eyes, and roared through gritted teeth. A sound: "Withdraw!" (To be continued)