Ye Yunwu has no way of playing with ghost spirits because he doesn't need it.

The Qing soldiers had been fighting for five consecutive days, and they were trapped in people and horses. The most fatal thing was that they had exhausted food and grass. The arrows that killed the enemy from a long range had already shot out, but they rushed up with a sense of courage.

On the other hand, Ye Yunwu waited for his work, had enough food and arrows, and his soldiers were all fierce people who licked blood from the knife, and were best at fighting the wind.

The Qing soldiers held a spear in their hands and rushed upwards with swords and shields, which gave Ye Yunwu a good opportunity to train troops.

"Brothers, practice your archery skills well and see who the hell shoots accurately."

"Li Daya, you damn, where are you going to shoot?! Look for it and then shoot!"

"Don't shoot a horse! A horse can sell hundreds of taels of silver."...

After the artillery fired the shells, Ye Yunwu's loud shouts came from the Ming army from time to time.

When a round of shells flew past, more than ten blood ditches would be plowed out, and hundreds of Qing soldiers would die. If they were hit by the upper side, they would have to break their legs and feet and whine loudly.

Those who were not hit by shells were all frightened and their legs were trembling when they looked at this tragic situation.

This is so miserable! Even if you die, you can't lose your body. If you reincarnate again, who knows what the cycle of reincarnation will be like?

"Hurry up, rush up! When the artillery is not firing, rush up!" Before the Qing soldiers could think about reincarnation, the officer leading the team held up his sword, shouted loudly, and ordered to continue rushing upwards.

I had to rush up with my teeth.

But when he rushed to the pit, he became the target of the Ming army again.

Arrows were like rain, flying all over the sky, and the Qing soldiers had nowhere to hide, and they fell in rows!

The battle between the two armies became one-sided massacre, and the huge trap of horses became a chasm that the Qing soldiers could not cross, and also a hell on earth that the Qing soldiers were afraid of.

Once upon a time, the Qing army met the Ming army and were all slaughterers, but now, the two armies have completely changed their roles.

Once upon a time, victory after victory gave the Qing soldiers a huge psychological advantage over the Ming army. Their disdain for the combat effectiveness of the Ming army is now quite afraid!

...

Meng Wenjie rode on the horse and saw clearly the situation on the battlefield. His heart was sinking little by little, and he understood that he was unable to rush over the Nangang River Bridge.

In just a moment, hundreds of people were killed and injured in the front, but the Ming army was unscathed. If they continued to work recklessly, all five thousand men would fill in, and they would be afraid that they would not be able to rush over.

"Stop the attack!" Meng Wenjie quickly ordered.

The sound of gongs sounded, and the Qing soldiers retreated like a tide.

The enemy retreated in a hurry. It was originally a good opportunity to pursue, but Ye Yunwu looked at the top of Longtou Mountain, but did not order the pursuit. The governor strictly ordered that he would wait until the enemy's main force entered the ambush circle before attacking.

"What a great opportunity..., Alas, it's a pity. Come and clean the battlefield and see if there is any oil or water? Strike the body of the Qing soldiers and don't leave their clothes! The saddle and stirrups are all here for me."

Ye Yunwu, who loved money as his life, did not dare to pursue Lin Cha's general order, so he had to relieve his anger with the bodies left by the clear soldiers.

After searching for a while, it was pretty good. I really found hundreds of taels of silver. Ye Yunwu asked to divide the silver. Suddenly he remembered the emperor's three military orders and shouted: "Take the clothes, saddles, stirrups, and weapons, and keep them in a unified manner."

...

Meng Wenjie and Li Chengdong's central army came up and hurried over to report.

Li Chengdong was shocked when he heard Meng Wenjie's report. He remembered to look at the mountains on both sides. When he saw it, his heart was even more chilled!

Under the sunset, Longtou Mountain and Guanlu Mountain were high and densely packed. There was no movement at all, but he could see murderous aura everywhere.

"It's too careless!" Li Chengdong beat his head with his fist regretfully.

There was a big river in front and a pursuer in the back, and it was difficult to cross the mountains on both sides. Needless to say, I entered the ambush circle of the Ming army. Could it be that I was going to be at the end of my journey?

No, I have to try it if I have so many troops in my hands!

Li Chengdong carefully weighed the situation in front of him. It was meaningless to fight back. If he attacked and chased the enemy, the Ming army's encirclement would follow. Only by fighting forward, rushing across the bridge at all costs, and meeting with Du Yonghe was the only way to survive.

"Concentrate all the arrows and hand them over to the front army for use. Meng Wenjie, even if you wipe out all your five thousand soldiers, you will have to kill me!" Li Chengdong said fiercely, gritting his teeth.

"This... is! Obey the order!" Meng Wenjie originally wanted to say that his army was already scared by the Ming army and his morale was low, so it was better to replace others. However, as soon as he spoke, he remembered that Li Chengdong would follow his words and would not be disobedient, so he swallowed these words.

...

The entire army was in danger and could not allow the strength to be retained. Meng Wenjie made a ruthless move and ordered his troops to attack upwards, without paying attention to any formation. As soon as you surged up, you would have to take half a day to kill each other. Such a dense formation charge would not be able to break through if you didn't believe it.

As a result, Ye Yunwu immediately felt pressured. This kind of desperate fighting style was only seen in his life. However, from this fighting style, it can be seen that the Qing soldiers only had the last move, which was a typical trapped beast fighting.

"Has hell, I'll kill you today!" Ye Yunwu shouted loudly: "Brothers, the Tartars have only this last move left. As long as you hold it up, you can quickly destroy these small braids! Fire up the cannon!"

Ye Yunwu still had those moves, first firing cannons and then firing arrows. However, this time, it was not so effective. In addition to the artillery that had harvested dozens of lives, the Qing soldiers' arrows shot against them.

"Ouch……"

"Oh my god..."

From time to time, soldiers were caught in arrows and fell to the ground, and the casualties on the Ming army began to increase.

With the suppression of bows and arrows, the Qing soldiers rushed up quickly, crossed the trap filled with horses, and soon the two armies fought together. Seeing this scene, Meng Wenjie was happy. It would be easy to deal with the battle. With the strong combat power of the Qing soldiers, it should not be difficult to break the defense of the Ming army.

However, he could not have imagined that the Ming army, who was born as a pirate, had no worse fighting will than the Qing soldiers. When these soldiers saw blood, they screamed excitedly, regardless of life and death, fighting bravely!

What he unexpected was that the drums and horns on the mountains on both sides were roaring and flags were waving, and a large number of Ming soldiers appeared.

"Boom boom boom"...

The Ming army did not rush down on the mountain, but instead released the cannons. Dozens of iron bombs descended from the sky and landed into the dense formation of Qing soldiers. They jumped happily and rushed. No matter whether they were swept, they would immediately fly blood and blood.

After a round of artillery bombardment, huge rocks and rolling woods continued to roll down the hillside, and their power was even greater than that of shells.

Where can the flesh and blood body resist these cold and hard objects? The Qing soldiers densely packed on the road had nowhere to hide. For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, ghosts cried and wolves howled, trees were covered with broken limbs and broken arms, and dead bodies were everywhere.

It’s really blood flowing like a mountain of corpses!
Chapter completed!