Please ask me to be the emperor

"fire!"

"Boom boom boom!"

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Originally, Li Zicheng's right wing was equipped with fifteen golden cannons and twenty flying blunderbuss, plus forty-six specially selected sacred cannons, a hundred-jin furlong machine, and more than two hundred captive-killing cannons to strengthen his mountainous terrain. The firepower of battle.

As a result, in order to annihilate the Jierhalang tribe as much as possible this time, Zhang Shun transferred fifteen more golden cannons, which greatly increased the firepower of Li Zicheng's subordinates.

Among them, the golden cannon, the Dizi magic gun and the hundred-jin furlong machine-gun destroyer cannon are specially designed to fire solid bullets, while the flying gun continues to fire blooming bullets filled with quicklime.

The Jierhalang tribe, which was originally fighting with the Ashanjiang barracks, was suddenly attacked and fell into chaos.

"Prince Zheng, Prince Zheng, no, the 'thief' has put the red cannon on the top of the mountain, and we have all become living targets!" Gushan'e Zhen Ai Xili couldn't help but panicked.

It turns out that after Li Zicheng's troops occupied Yinglong Mountain, they made great efforts to drag all kinds of artillery to the mountain. As a result, they could shoot down the soldiers and horses of Jierhalang's troops from a high position.

Under the repeated attacks of these hundreds of artillery pieces, Xianglan Banner and some of the Chinese soldiers couldn't help but be in chaos, and their morale dropped significantly.

"You lead 5,000 people to recapture the hilltop where the 'Shun Thief' artillery is located. I am responsible for opening the passage out!" Jilhalang ordered, treating the dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"This...is, this slave accepts the order!" Ashley hesitated for a moment after hearing this, and finally accepted the order helplessly.

"Please, Your Majesty, be kind to your servant and his family in the future, so that your servant can also smile!"

The so-called "capture the hilltop where the traitor's artillery is located" is undoubtedly just a dream.

What the entire Jijierharang army was unable to do back then, how can it be done now?

Ashley had no choice but to do her best and obey fate.

"Okay, good slave, I will take care of your wife, don't worry about it!" Jierhalang couldn't help but be moved and promised as he didn't know that this slave would never come back.

"In this way, this servant has thanked the prince!" Hearing this, Ashley couldn't help but kneel down and bowed deeply three times before getting up and walking towards the west.

At that moment, Ashley's figure gradually grew taller in Jierhalang's heart, and gradually became a pressure, and he couldn't help but squeeze out the sweat under his shirt.

Suddenly, he felt a little less confident in his words, "You will be my wife and I will support you."

"Your Majesty, then let's..." Just as Jirharang watched Ashley leave, he saw that he did not move, so he couldn't help but remind him.

"Oh? Let's go, let's continue going north, north!" Jierhalang shook his head, shook off the unnecessary emotions in his heart, and couldn't help but quickly ordered.

This is the life that Ashley and his five thousand blue-flag-emblazoned slaves have fought for for him, and he must not waste it.

However, just as Ashley was bucking the trend, Li Zicheng and the others were not idle.

"All troops attack!" Seeing that the Hou Jin soldiers were becoming more and more chaotic under the artillery attack of the rebels, Li Zicheng saw the opportunity and couldn't help but give the order to charge.

Guan Fumin, Zhang Rukui, Dang Shousu, Luo Shangwen and Zhou Yuji all jumped out one after another and began to rush downward by taking advantage of the mountainous terrain of Yinglong Mountain.

The people and horses all over the mountains and plains were shouting loudly and running at great speed, like a mountain torrent rolling down, like a waterfall tumbling down, and like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, they "smashed" down Ashley and the others with such force.

For a moment, Gu Shan'e Zhen Ai Xili and the others were horrified, their livers and gallbladders were split, and their faces turned pale.

"It's over, it's over, it's all over!" Ashley, who had been looking forward to death, saw the rebels' momentum and was like a deflated ball. He couldn't help but stop and slumped on the ground.

The opponent is like a stormy sea, but unfortunately he is not the mainstay.

It turns out that Ashley's own family knew about his family affairs. Although Najierharang, as one of the Heshuo Belles, was able to take charge of the blue flag and be conferred the title of Prince Zheng, there was still a difference between closeness and distance after all.

As the nephew of an old slave, he is inferior to Hong Tai and others regardless of status.

Therefore, among the Eight Banners, his Xianglan Banner can be said to be at the bottom and weak in strength. Even compared with the Zhenglan Banner that was just formed, it may not be much better.

In this case, it is obviously impossible for you to expect the blue flag to fight as hard as the yellow flag.

However, if even the blue flag cannot resist the "submissive thieves", how can those coated slaves and Mongolian Tatars be willing to sacrifice their lives?

Sure enough, the two sides soon collided with each other. Ashley, who struggled to stand up and try to fend off the rebels, was faced with the aggressive Guan Fumin.

As an "orthodox frontier army", Guan Fumin naturally used orthodox tactics.

When they met, they first used a hundred-jin furlong machine and a prisoner-killing cannon to blast them, and then used fire blunderbuss to fire densely for a while, and finally killed them.

Before Ashley's troops, who were under continuous fire attacks, could react, they were first knocked down by firecrackers and artillery, and then were thrown into chaos by a charge from the officials and civilians.

What a good Ashley, before she had time to show off her charm, she was submerged in the sea of ​​people and disappeared.

"Ashley! Ashley!" Just when Ashley was being overwhelmed by the officials and the people, Jierhalang, who was attacking Ashan, seemed to be aware of it and turned his head to look in the direction of Yinglong Mountain, and saw his own sword. The Blue Banner troops are being overwhelmed by the torrent of rebels.

He couldn't help but scream a few times, and then closed his eyes in pain.

It's over, it's all over. At this moment, he and Gu Shan'erzhen Ashley "have the same heroic vision" and come to the same conclusion together.

How to do how to do?

He looked at the impregnable rebel defense line in front, and then at the unstoppable torrent of rebels to the west, and Jilharang finally realized a fact.

Xianglanqi is going to be finished, he is going to be finished, and Daqingguo is going to be finished too!

"Traitor, even if I die, I will not die in your hands!" Jierhalang glanced at Ah Shan, who was not far away, and couldn't help but ordered: "Anyone who dares to die in our Qing Kingdom will be killed." Let’s fight to the death with this king!”

And just when Li Zicheng's tribe was sweeping through the Jierhalang tribe like a mountain torrent, the Xianghuang Banner Gushan'e Zhenbai Tuyin, located on the north side of Zhang Fengyi's tribe, attacked the rebel defense line like crazy.

However, standing in front of him was Zhang Rujing's tribe with Wukong as the vanguard.

Zhang Rujing, who was born as a bandit, was extremely cunning. Kong Youde, one of the three kings of Shun, was killed by him.

Now that Wukong was helping him, he was even more powerful, beating Bai Tuyin to the point of death.

It turns out that this time the white-pole soldiers crossed the mountains and ridges and penetrated the Houjin Army. Their achievements were not insignificant, and their losses were also insignificant.

Therefore, Zhang Fengyi could only arrange Zhang Rujing's and Ashan's battalions at the front and rear, and led his white-pole soldiers to hold down the formation in the middle.

That Zhang Rujing got Zhang Fengyi's back and used Wukong's power to make a big move.

For example, if you want to launch a shield chariot attack and drive your horses into battle, then I will rush over before you are ready, kill your soldiers first, and then burn your shield chariot and seize you. war horse.

When your army surrounds you, I will retreat.

In this way, using Wukong as the sharp point, he rushed forward and beat Bai Tuyin until he almost vomited blood.

In this way, the two sides fought fiercely until the evening. Finally, the Jierhalang tribe could not hold on any longer, and large areas of fleeing and surrendering began.

But at this moment, Jierhalang himself couldn't hold on any longer.

He began to take off his clothes, put on makeup to look like a soldier, and then blended in with the crowd and climbed towards Hanbao Mountain.

But Najirharang never expected that not long after he and a group of defeated soldiers escaped into Hanxi Mountain, they suddenly heard the sound of a cannon and there was already a "one-eyed dragon" with a team of people surrounding him and others.

I heard the leader shout loudly: "Jilharang, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Jierhalang, who was suffering from liver and gallbladder rupture, was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help blurting out: "How do you know that this king is here?"

"Without him, every time I catch a group of defeated soldiers, I just shout out loud and say it's just a trick?" The "one-eyed dragon" with a simple face said with a smile.

"Straight bitch!" Jierhalang felt his eyes darken and almost fainted on the spot.

"Seniors can be killed but not humiliated. How can I, the descendants of Xinjueluo, be humiliated by Nikan's hands!" Seeing the rebel soldiers rushing forward like wolves and tigers, Jierharang couldn't help but shouted and cut them off with a knife. own throat.

The gurgling blood gushes out like spring water, instantly dyeing the fertile soil covered with leaves in front of Jierhalang red.

The skin, which was deprived of oxygen, instantly became bruised and suffocated, making it difficult to live.

The "one-eyed dragon" Li Zicheng walked up to him, glanced at him with pity, shook his head and said, "Aixinjueluo? What the hell!"

"I, the Li family of Xixia, am a noble person in Tianhuang, but I am just an ordinary person. Why should I be so noble?"