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Chapter 280 Even God is crying!

"Crazy, Ming Thief is crazy!"

Shi Tingzhu's eyes widened, looking disbelief.

Usually, the defenders will be in a mess after a round of shooting, and this is the opportunity to attack the city.

As long as you seize this opportunity, a small group of soldiers climbed up to the city and fought with the defenders on the city, it will give the soldiers under the city more time.

As a continuous stream of soldiers surged to the city, the offensive and defensive momentum would change.

Any small change on the battlefield will directly affect the final trend.

Seizing the opportunity is equivalent to winning half of it.

But today's situation is not as expected by Shi Tingzhu.

Not only was the Ming army not panic, but instead showed extreme anger, as if they were eager to avenge their shame and revenge. What was going on?

But he didn't know that a huge rock shot out from the catapult just now almost hit the Emperor of Ming Dynasty.

The Ming soldiers felt extremely angry, and then they began to fight back like waves.

This is a Ming army that made Shi Tingzhu feel very unfamiliar.

Putting aside their combat power, their willpower is really too firm.

But if you shoot the bow without turning back, Shi Tingzhu must not choose to give up at this time. Otherwise, all the efforts you made before will be in vain and all the dead soldiers will be in vain.

"Continue to attack the city, first attack the city's top and get a thousand taels of silver, and upgrade to three levels in a row!"

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Too scary!

Chen Shuncai crawled out of the pile of corpses, his teeth still trembling.

What happened just one hour was definitely the most terrifying thing he had ever experienced in his life.

The cannons were bombarded, the stones were flying, the arrows were like feathers, the dead were everywhere, and the wailing was everywhere, and the entire battlefield was like a slaughterhouse.

Chen Shun escaped the disaster by pretending to be dead.

This is also his specialty, and he has used it frequently before.

With this unique skill, he escaped danger again and again.

This time it was very easy for him to pretend to be dead, because there were dead people everywhere, and no one would suspect him as soon as he turned to the ground.

As long as he gets away, Chen Shuncai can find an opportunity to return to the team.

At this time, no one would pay attention to the scattered soldiers.

The sky gradually darkened. After a whole day of fierce attack, the Qing army still did not pose any substantial threat to Linqing City.

Shi Tingzhu had no choice but to order the Jin to withdraw his troops.

Chen Shun saw the opportunity and rolled up, half-beared his waist and ran towards the dragging team.

He could vaguely see some familiar faces, some recorded by himself, some recorded by others, some are pretty good friends, and some are only one-time encounter.

Although everyone's face was filled with disappointment, humiliation and confusion, Chen Shuncai was in a good mood.

No matter what, Chen Shun finally came back alive.

Just be alive.

Now that he has Erya, Erya is pregnant, he is going to be a father.

How can you die in battle at this time?

Good days are already waving to him, and Chen Shun will never miss this opportunity.

The losses of the Han army flag were not as serious as those of the Green Camp, but many people died.

Niulu Zhangjing is counting his own soldiers. If the number of people is too small, the score will be scattered and added to other Niulu.

The Niulu where Chen Shuncai is located is pretty good. He only lost about 30% of his troops and did not need to be broken up.

He walked to the dirt corner in three or two steps and sat down on the ground, pinching the cowhide bag and pouring water into his mouth.

"Brother Chen!"

Chen Shuncai looked over with the voice, and saw that it was Liu Liangmin, and couldn't help but be happy.

"Good Min, you're fine, it's so good."

In this Niulu, Chen Shuncai and Liu Liangmin have the best relationship, and the two have had a friendship for more than ten years.

Chen Shun felt relieved when he saw that Liu Liangmin was fine.

Liu Liangmin walked to Chen Shuncai and whispered: "Why didn't you use the trick you taught me by Brother Chen? If I hadn't pretended to be dead, I would have become a lonely ghost."

"Haha, as long as it's okay, as long as it's okay."

Chen Shuncai had made up his mind to pretend to be dead no matter what the situation was.

It would be better if the Qing army strongly defeated Linqing all the way, and he would not be jealous of the soldiers who rushed into the city first. If the Qing army was defeated, at least one life would be saved.

As long as you live, there is hope, and if you die, everything will be over.

"Brother Chen, when do you think this battle will last?"

Liu Liangmin sighed with a bitter face: "I thought it would take me a long time to enter the Qing Dynasty to settle down. But now it seems that it is not that simple."

It is rumored that the Ming court absorbed the remnants of the Shun Army and its strength has increased significantly. Now, except for Zhang Xianzhong, who lives in Sichuan, the game of chess in the world is basically played by the Ming and Qing dynasties.

But through this Linqing War, Liu Liangmin found that the Ming army, who was as gentle as a lamb, suddenly became much stronger.

"This is not easy to say."

Chen Shuncai shook his head helplessly.

For generals, they definitely hope to fight a war, so that they can continue to accumulate military merits and get high salaries.

But that's not what ordinary soldiers think.

The gold and silver they stolen were enough to spend their whole life, and they just wanted to live with hardcore crops, instead of putting their heads on their belts to work hard for others.

"Let's take one step at a time."

Sadly, ordinary soldiers like them cannot dominate their own destiny and can only obey the arrangements of the military general's master, at most they can pretend to be dead on the battlefield and survive for a lifetime.

"How are you talking about Prince Yu fighting? We've seen the last Texas War. The city is really tall and sturdy and difficult to fight."

In his spare time, Liu Liangmin was chatting indifferently.

"In the Texas? The last time it was because we didn't have a sharp weapon to siege. This time, Prince Yu pushed more than a dozen red-clothed cannons. He could not level the city gates in Texas under the cannons?"

Chen Shuncai was very confident in the power of the red-clothed cannon. When he attacked Taiyuan, he saw the red-clothed cannon blow up the battlements on the top of the Taiyuan city into powder, and the city gate was even more like a piece of thin paper and it was smashed like a piece of thin paper.

No matter how strong Dezhou City is, it can be stronger than Taiyuan and stronger than Tongguan?

What's more, Prince Yu is a real Manchu warrior.

I'm afraid they have already entered Texas now?

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The situation in Texas is not much better than that in Linqing.

Under Duoduo's strict order, the Qing army finally broke through the trench defense line and pushed the red-clothed cannon under the city.

They were about to ignite the fire and teach the arrogant Ming thief a lesson, but they caught the lightning and thunder and heavy rain falling from the sky.

This is such a coincidence!

Muskets and cannons are most afraid of when it rains. When the lead is not ignited, it is impossible to shoot out the lead bullet when it rains.

All the dozen red-clothed cannons were silent and Duoduo was so angry that he jumped straight into his feet.

But he has no better way, so he can't curse God, right?

In desperation, Duoduo had to order the Jin to withdraw his troops and make plans for the long term.

This battle will probably take a long time.

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Chapter completed!
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