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The third volume of Daming's comeback, the thirty-first offensive is like a tiger

.When Qianyi's panicked tone was very displeased and scolded: "The Tartars only have these tricks of ghosts and monsters. Tens of thousands of Yulin Guards are not vegetarians, so what's the point of panic?

The emperor's voice was full of energy, and the ministers who came over were all right. Whether they were afraid or not, they would definitely not show it in front of the emperor. Fortunately, everyone's clothes were still neatly worn and the brightness of the torches was limited, so no one felt that they were too embarrassed.

Although Wang Fu didn't care at all on the surface, he was not relaxed in his heart. The night was the biggest enemy of the Yulin Guard. In this case, the power of the musket was at least half as high as during the day. Cannons could not be fired at all. There were very few mines buried, so it was impossible to stop the Qing army. Fortunately, there was also a grenade, a melee weapon, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. Wang Fu was not worried that the Yulin Guard would be defeated, but if the Qing army rushed in easily, there would be heavy casualties.

"Boom." Countless explosions sounded, suppressing the sound of the entire battlefield. Such an explosion would probably have to penetrate a big hole even if it was a steel plate. However, the more intense the explosion, the less worried Wang Fu was, which showed that the Qing army had rushed to the front and could not block the Qing army without relying on grenades.

The torch swayed in the distance, and there was no way to see anything except the sparks that aroused when the bullet was out of the bore. Wang Fu felt very distressed and said, "No, I want to go ahead and take a look. Ma Bingjie, you lead the guards to open the way in front."

"The emperor's body of thousands of gold should not be easily taken advantage of." Before Ma Bingjie could answer, Qian Qianyi chose to object.

"The emperor, the son of a thousand gold, cannot sit in the hall. Moreover, if the emperor goes to the front line, it will not only be of no help, but will also distract the front line soldiers. As long as the emperor is in charge of the central government, the soldiers will naturally fight to fight the enemy bravely." It is natural to speak so impolitely, Qu Shi, and the implication is that the emperor is simply making trouble when he goes to the front.

"Your Majesty, the two great scholars are right. The emperor must not come to the dangerous place in person." A large area of ​​kneeling down in an uproar around him and persuaded Wang Fu to suffrage.

Looking at the ministers and a group of guards who were trying hard to persuade him, Wang Fu smiled bitterly: "All my dear friends, get up, I am here, and I won't go anywhere." Wang Fu is not a blind man. If he goes ahead, the Yulin Guard may have bad consequences in order to protect him.

Hearing the emperor's statement, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and focused their attention on the battle ahead. Although they couldn't see clearly, they tried to stretch their necks and look forward. The shouts of killing in the distance became clearer and clearer, and there were still countless gongs and drums in the middle. Suddenly, a red light flashed, and the sky was brightened, and a staff officer shouted: "No, it's a rocket."

Countless rockets fell, and soon ignited some nearby camp tents. After a while, it seemed as if the sky was even on the sky. The firelight shone brightly around. The nearby Yulin Guards were exposed to the firelight and were stimulated by the strong light. However, they could no longer see the Qing army outside the camp. The muskets in their hands could only be placed empty.

"Belle, Mingdog can't see us anymore." One Goshha said happily.

Yue Le's tense face finally relaxed. He did not expect the Ming army to react so quickly. Although hundreds of white-armored soldiers were killed, there was still no progress. If it continued, even if it attacked the camp, his subordinates would suffer heavy casualties. Fortunately, the two armies from behind helped a lot. They disturbed the Ming army's dispatch with gongs and drums all the way. They set fire to make the Ming army blind. Now there is no need to be afraid of the Ming army's muskets anymore. As long as the Ming army's fence is removed, they can rush in.

"Shoot another arrow." The Qing army was excited after tasting the sweetness.

Wow!" Outside the camp, countless feathered arrows were flying in the sky, landing in the Ming army. Standing still, the Ming army fell down like a wooden stake. Blood on the chest splattered. Just one round. The two Ming army in the front became much thinner. This time, the Qing army's arrows were different from the past. The arrows were big and heavy, extremely sharp, and there were blood grooves. Only by counting the power of a stone bow could it shoot heavy arrows. Anyone who was caught in the earth's Yulin Guard would either die or be disabled. Even if they were not hit the vital point, if they were not treated in time, they would probably all bleed to death.

"Ahao." Yuan Jinhua shouted in his arms. His friend was in his chest with a long arrow. The long arrow penetrated deep into his friend's heart. Yuan Jinhua tried his best to hold the arrow with his hand. But blood still gushed out.

Yuan Jinhua and Ahao are both ordinary soldiers of the Yulin Guard. Although they did not come from the same place, they had just trained together for several years and had long become brothers of life and death.

"It's useless, Ahua, die for Your Majesty, die for the Ming Dynasty, I die without regrets, but I am the boss, I'm worried about the three younger brothers and sisters in the family, so I'll bow down..." Before he finished speaking, Ahao's head had already hanged, but his eyes were still open.

"Ahao, don't worry, from now on, your younger brother and sister will be my younger brother and sister." Yuan Jinhua closed his eyes for his friend with his hands, put down his friend's head, picked up the musket again, and shouted at the front: "Dog Tartar, come on."

"Bang!" shot out. After firing, he was too lazy to get the bullet again and took it off from his waist.

Thunder, pull the string and throw it forward: "Tartars, eat my grenade."

"Boom." The grenade exploded in the distance, but he could not hear the screams of the Qing army. Yuan Jinhua knew in his heart that shooting and throwing grenades like him could only rely on luck. But if not, he could not let out anger.

"Swish!" Another arrow feather broke through the air. Yuan Jinhua leaned his body, and a long arrow hit his shoulder and flew behind, causing a burst of burning pain on his shoulder. "Go away?" Yuan Jinhua threw a grenade into the direction where the long arrow shot just now, "Boom." Another loud noise, and he seemed to hear a scream in his ear, hit it. But before Yuan Jinhua made sure, there was a gong and drum outside, and there was no sound.

"!!!" Several sharp whistles sounded, which was a signal of retreat. The front-line officers of the Yulin Guard had realized that if they had to force their guards to the village wall, it would only increase casualties among the officers and soldiers, and decisively ordered them to withdraw.

When they heard the signal of retreat, all the Yulin Guards were stunned. Despite the heavy casualties, they did not have the idea of ​​giving up their positions. Until the whistle was blowing several times, the Yulin Guards, who were fighting fiercely, retreated unwillingly. Yuan Jinhua stared at the darkness ahead with his eyes, carried his friend's body, and retreated to the rear according to the order. Soon, the Yulin Guards retreated cleanly, and there was a large area in front of them. Except for the Qing army's gongs and drums still ringing, the entire battlefield was rarely calmed down.

"Wan Victory! Wan Victory!" The Qing army cheered in the dark, and they all regarded the retreat of the Ming army as a signal of victory.

"What's going on? Why didn't the guns fire?" The officials in the middle of the camp looked at each other. At the moment, the 30,000 troops in the camp were just hearing the other party's voices, which was unrestling.

Wang Fu also looked ahead in confusion. He said that the Yulin Guard had been defeated, but the Yulin Guard had not retreated. If he said that the Yulin Guard had not been defeated, how could he not hear the gunshot? However, although the Qing army had loud voices, there was no sign of rushing into the camp. What's going on?

The war was born not far from him, but he knew nothing about the situation of the battle. This situation was so uncomfortable that Wang Fu wished he was on the front line now.

"Transfer my will and build a high platform in the middle immediately, and open fires ignite around it. I will beat the drums on the stage and let the soldiers fight bravely to fight the enemy."

"Yes, I am following the order." Ma Bingjie replied loudly, immediately commanding a group of guards to build a high platform."

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and several cavalry quickly came to the middle where the emperor was. They were stopped by the guards a few hundred steps away: "Who?"

"The commander Wang has an emergency military information to report to the emperor." The cavalry said quickly, and raised a token at the same time.

"Yes, it's the token of Commander Wang, let it go!"

Commander Wang was the king of Wu Gongluo, who was born in martial arts. He is now following the emperor's three camps of Yulin Guards. Among them, Wang Gongluo's Jiehu Camp was the first group of Yulin Guards. He had the most veterans, and the other two battalions had fewer veterans. Therefore, when camping, the Jiehu Camp was usually on the outermost periphery, and the first to come into contact with the Qing army was naturally the Jiehu Camp.

Hearing the word "Release", the two cavalry did not waste time, so they picked up the cavalry again, and went to the center of the imperial tent, jumped off the horse, and had no time to look at the surrounding scenes, and directly said: "Report to the emperor, the commander of the Jiehu Camp, the Tartars were cunning and fire attacking, the front-line Yulin Guard was exposed to the fire and the casualties were too great, so they could not retreat to the second line. Please rest assured that even if the Tartars stepped into the camp, the Yulin Guard would have the confidence to defeat it."

"What, the Tartars are going to enter the camp?" Qian Qianyi, Wu Meicun, Yang Longyou and other civil servants were in an uproar. A staff officer shook his body several times, his face turned pale, and he murmured to himself: "What should I do?"

Wang Fu's face darkened when he heard this, but he soon recovered. If the camp could completely block the enemy, it would not be built like a city: "Tell the king and I believe in him and let him command well, and I will not interfere."

"Yes, the villain thanked the emperor on behalf of the commander." Of course, the two knew how important the emperor's words were. If the emperor directly interfered in command, although they might not be defeated, the mobilization of the Yulin Guard would definitely cause chaos.

Bang!" The gunshots in front rang again, this time the gunshots were even more enthusiastic than before. For some reason, when everyone heard the gunshots, they felt much more at ease.

The two cavalry had already stepped on the horse back and returned to convey the emperor's will to the prince.

"Kill!" The Qing cavalry crossed the demolished fence and rushed into the camp. However, in this way, the Qing army turned from dark to light, while the Ming army turned from light to dark. Under the fire, the white-armored soldiers were covered in white armored soldiers with ferocious faces and raised their long swords, as if they were released from hell, and they rushed towards the second line of defense that the Ming army had just formed.

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Chapter completed!
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