The current situation of the army to die is completely widened, and it is like a huge iron fork in general.

Every time he fights, Ding Yi is ahead of his rush. Every time he fights, this guy has to get more or less dots, as if he has become a tradition and has become accustomed to it.

The Manchu lord opposite was also as strong as he was wearing iron-embedded leather armor and a high-feathered helmet, looking quite majestic.

Ding Yi likes such a powerful enemy.

Others yell and shout when fighting, and they are powerful. However, Ding Yi likes to yell and scold, and they are all dirty words when fighting and scolding. Wherever they scold the loudest, they must be where Ding Yi is.

"Presembling a big tailed cock for grandpa, how did your mother get out of you..." The man pressed his front hand and picked it up, throwing the enemy that pierced the fork and smashing it down.

Only the warriors of the T-Battle of T-Battle like to use this action, which is already the signature of the T-Battle of T-Battle.

He picked out two Manchu soldiers in succession, and Ding Yi made great strides.

The Manchu Zuo Ling did not retreat, and came up with a heavy knife in his hand.

"Quanna--" As Zuoleng shouted, the heavy knife slashed down obliquely.

"Kill--" Ding Yi shouted at the same time, and the veins in his neck burst out, and the conditioned reflexes stabbed the fork instinctively.

Manchurian heavy swords are different from ordinary swords and guns. They are heavy chops and lightly chops, and are more mixed with the movements of a big axe, and are often hard chops from the upper left to the lower right. The heavy swords are already wide and long, and their trajectory is much larger.

Ding Yi stared at the bell's eyes and stabbed forward with no change. He seemed to have never seen the heavy knife that was slashing.

With a crisp "clang" sound, the heavy knife looked at the fork stretched out from the side, and sparks were shining everywhere.

The iron fork, which was as fast as lightning, puffed into Zuo Ling's lower chest and abdomen. Ding Yi habitually pressed his back and tried to provoke the enemy and throw it out.

Zuoleng, who suffered fatal injuries, was also a brave man. He even threw out the heavy knife in his hand despite the fork that had already penetrated his chest...

The whistling heavy knife hit Ding Yi's head, and blood immediately flowed. A trauma of Ding Yi was scratched from his forehead and shouted: "It's so delicious..."

Zuoleng held the handle of the fork with both hands and rushed forward like a mad cow.

The powerful Ding Yi was pushed back by Zuoleng's power before his death. The two comrades who were supporting behind him were immediately exposed to the front, and the triangle support was pressed into a straight line.

More than a dozen Manchu soldiers immediately screamed and waved their swords...

"Go to die." Ding Yi, who was dying, stepped back a few steps, suddenly exerted force, and his eyes were about to pop out, and finally picked up the leader Zuo, who was not dead, and threw it out according to the inertia of the fork, hitting the enemy who was rushing towards him...

As soon as Ding Yi in front fought with the enemy, the iron cannons behind him started to rush out. It felt like before he could fight much, the Qing army had already fallen.

"The mule's iron cannon from Fu Er is really hard."

If it weren't for the blind Fu Er who was caught by the two vanguard camps, whether it was the Ding camp or the Bing camp, they would have to face the dense shooting of the enemy's bows and arrows.

Fortunately, the small iron cannon is purely designed for field battles. Although the range is so close that people want to scold me, it is much further than the bow and arrow. If it is really a tough attack, this inconspicuous little thing is very limited. If it is taken out and compete with the opponent's archer, its power will be immediately revealed.

As long as it is not a dense rain of arrows, it cannot pose too much threat to the Pioneer Battalion. Although Fu Er's blind mule has small eyes, his eyes are surprisingly good. He can always take the initiative to bombard the opponent's archer cluster and open up a way forward for the Pioneer Battalion.

"Fu Er blind man, he is a good mule and a good animal."

The artillery camp behind was far from as comfortable and comfortable as the Pioneer Camp imagined. Fu Er, the blind man who was called a mule, had become a wild horse in heat, and was yelling loudly, "I'll throw him, my mother, and move forward..."

As soon as this fierce battle came, the role of the artillery battalion was highlighted, and the defects of the small iron cannon were also revealed.

Due to continuous firing, the heat dissipation performance of the iron cannon is not ideal. After up to five firings, the cannon body becomes so hot that it cannot be handled. Although the strategy of firing in turn is already used, it is still too late to give the iron cannon enough time to cool down.

This practice of pushing the cannon group directly to the front line is a full-scale attack posture. Any unnecessary defense has been abandoned. The core idea of ​​the army to die is to keep attacking crazy.

Firepower is needed on any battlefield. The fire support of the artillery battalion is already running at full capacity. The messengers from each battalion are still coming over in a constant stream. The same sentence is all: "Architecture, we need artillery fire."

"I'll treat you, you are my own fathers. I, the blind man Fu Er, deserve to serve you ancestors." The cannon camp official, who had always said that he was not shocking, set off a big shirtless person and shouted and scolded his soldiers: "Fire the fire for me, fire the fire."

After another round of shelling, the iron cannons were already hot. Every time at this time, Blind Fu Er remembered the benefits of the Divine Power Copper Cannon at the Kaifeng City. Although that guy couldn't move and was not easy to use in field battles, the thing dissipated quickly, so at least there was no need to wait for the cannon sound to cool down.

"Take people and bleed."

When Li Chuang was besieging Kaifeng with millions of mobs, the blind Fu Er used this trick to pull the enemy who had not yet died and chop off his head, and cooled the cannon with warm human blood.

More than a dozen Manchu soldiers who were about to die were quickly dragged over, and they stabbed them like killing chickens, dragging the blood-blooded corpse on the cannon.

The hot iron cannon immediately steamed a burst of white steam, and the blood was steamed by the hot steam, making the smell even stronger.

The temporary cooling allowed the iron cannon to be used again, but the serious consequences immediately appeared after one firing. Due to the uneven cooling, after a sudden launch, several iron cannons had cracks. If you want to use it barely, you will definitely explode the chamber.

"Take it away and keep moving forward."

Throwing away these unbearable cannons would make Blind Fu Er feel distressed than throwing away the pretty widow of Shucheng.

Advocating attacks and taking preemptive actions has always been the core guiding ideology of the army to die.

Relying entirely on firepower advantages, after experiencing the initial fierce attack, the offensive of the dead army slowed down.

The entire army to die was a huge beast that was about to break through the encirclement of the iron barrel in Yangzhou. The ones they depended on were completely unstoppable impact and an indomitable and courageous style.

Li Si knew this better than anyone else.

The artillery battalion's losses are astonishing, and fire support must be reduced, otherwise the artillery battalion will no longer exist in no time.

"Fill in the character A and character B."

These two battalions are directly under Li Si, and the backbone of them are all old foundations in the era of the village protection team. They have participated in the bloody battle of Manchurian armored heavy cavalry, and are definitely considered to be the personal guard camp of Li Si.

"There is only one Manchurian flag opposite, and the new affiliated army has only 20,000 troops," Li Si said, "Take out your style back then, I'll watch from behind. Now, I'll let you die."

The command is that simple.

The continuation of firepower will have to wait for a while. In this space, all you need is the style of fighting to the death and blood.

He is bloodthirsty and murderous, as fierce as a wild beast, and even regards death as a kind of glory. This is the true value of the army to die.

"Go to die."

The men from the two battalions rushed up shouting.

Using the two vanguard battalions as sharp swords, they had already penetrated into the Qing army formation, and the new affiliated army, which was rolled back on both sides, collided with Li Si's main battalion.

"Kill!" The men who had been silent for a long time had already suppressed for a long time, and the murderous aura seemed to be tangible.

The shouts were shocking, and the comrades beside them were unparalleled.

The biggest trouble that caused these two main forces was the enemy's bows and arrows.

Because the army to die advocates attack too much and has serious shortage of various protective forces, this defect is exposed when there is a lack of firepower support.

In the dense rain of long-distance archery, people kept falling and injured. Fortunately, the enemy's arrow formation was built hastily, otherwise the casualties of Battalions A and B would be severe.

He yelled forward in ignoring life and death. This beast-like bravery shocked the new army and became afraid. After being forced to get a flying arrow from the enemy, the iron cucumber had the chance to throw it out.

In the chaos of such large-scale battles, especially after the main position was plowed by the Pioneer Camp, it was difficult for the new affiliated army to be built into a large-scale position, and it was difficult for the war to be launched in a system in this short time.

If you want to talk about the long-range offensives like bows and arrows in the early stage, the army to die is not the opponent of the new affiliated army.

But the strength of the Death Army is close combat. In the area where it can reach the enemy, the Death Army's combat effectiveness and fighting will be several levels stronger than the new affiliated army.

After entering the coverage of the iron cucumber, the army to die has taken the initiative.

"Look, brothers who have taken the lead, I offer you my offering."

The fork soldier who lost his comrades frantically threw out the iron cucumber and strode forward regardless of the sporadic cold arrows, as if his teammates who died in battle were waiting for the tribute and blood food in heaven. The heroic spirit was already a little impatient when he was waiting.

The majestic drum beats behind him had already sounded, and this was a urging war. Zhongsheng Bo and others were also impatient.

"Go to die."

Either you die here or let the enemy die here, there is no other choice.

The soldiers' chests were gushing out, and their blood was boiling, and they all let out angry roars and pounced out like tigers.

Hundreds of iron cucumbers fell like raindrops, and in the thin twilight, the smoke and dust rose like pillars.

Every smoke column is the core of death. The soft soil that had been trampled on for a long time was soaked in blood, and it was exploded into the air, like a wild flower with a charming color in the air.

The cruel battle made the braver braver. He wiped the blood mud on his face and continued to fight for it. The battle that had become so intense that it was difficult to separate and interfere. The close-knit fight had already become the main theme. The shouting and roaring sounds of weapons cutting through the skin and slashing on the bones, and the shrill screams of the wounded soldiers were dying one after another.

The cruel and bloody battle also made the weak weaker. Most of the new affiliated troops were cowardly people. They didn't dare to think about such scenes, so how could they face them? They were all looking around and ready to escape at any time.

Both the enemy and the one side put their main forces on the left and middle routes, while the battle on the right seems a bit insignificant.

Most of the enemies on the right wing were scattered soldiers and scattered soldiers who could not meet with their main force after being dispersed, and there were not many people. Relatively speaking, the two thousand musketeers arranged by Li Si on the right wing seemed much more powerful.

However, Li Si knew that these two thousand people could not even be considered soldiers. They were just new recruits who had just been drawn from the army master. More than two thousand people only had a few hundred guns, and their combat effectiveness could be imagined, so their progress was the slowest. If it weren't for the experienced and swift horse stance battalion, they might have been defeated by the enemy's scattered troops.

"Zhennan, take the Boy Scouts to support the Musket Battalion and let them see what the real battle is." Li Si sent his close-fitting child soldiers.

These boy scouts don't have to teach too much, and many tactics and basic skills have no practical effect on these half-aged children. Because in most cases, they don't fight, but fight directly.

"yes."

Zhennan summoned more than 200 young soldiers: "My father is going to use us, come with me."

The children bit the short blade in their mouths like Zhennan, and ran out with iron cucumbers in their hands, as if they were going to go to a feast.

Like the flesh-and-blood battle between the dead, Shi Kefa also attacked all the remaining soldiers in the city and prepared to make a last fight.

Most of the soldiers guarding the city had already found several places on their backs, and still stood on the top of the city with swords and guns, as if they had merged with the broken Tongsi Gate in Yangzhou.

Last night, everyone had heard that Li and Gao led 4,000 troops to the Tartars, almost half of their defensive power. Tongsimen, as the main battlefield, had to draw out some personnel, which made Yangzhou, which was already seriously insufficient, even worse.

This morning, Superintendent Shi had officially explained this matter.

"If the city is destroyed, it will be destroyed. How lucky is Kefa to be able to die in Yangzhou with you. Even if both spirit and body are destroyed today, we can still leave our name in history and be known to future generations." Shi Kefa pulled out his waist knife: "Today, I can fight the enemy side by side with you, the fastest thing in my life."
To be continued...