A hot splattered Dege's face, and the head of the most loyal captain was beaten into a rotten watermelon in front of him.

Two personal soldiers were also hit, and one of the armor in the chest was penetrated by a lead bullet. The huge kinetic energy instantly shattered his internal organs and fell to the ground like a piece of wood.

Another personal soldier held a shield and was hit by a powerful impact force and staggered like a drunkard.

Although the shield blocked the lead bullet, his left arm was also broken and hung softly, and he could no longer lift the shield.

At this time, Degele still had a glimmer of hope. But he didn't realize that these bullets were coming to him, nor did he immediately retreat and dodge, and was still shouting and commanding.

Zhao Mengzi pulled back the heavy musket on the chest wall and handed it back. Someone immediately took it over and began to load the medicine and fill the bullets nervously.

The comrades next to them also did the same thing, all tall and strong men, and they formed a sniper team.

It was not long since time was passed, and another loaded musket was handed over. Although it had a device to buffer the recoil, it was still necessary to select tall and strong soldiers in the army to be responsible for shooting.

Moreover, each musketeer shooting is equipped with three loaders, which is why the trench cannot be built too wide to prevent the bow and arrow from being shot.

"Aim at it, I must kill him this time." Zhao Mengzi loudly reminded him, set up the gun and clamp the fuse on the faucet.

"I can't run away this time." A musketeer gritted his teeth, regretting the misfire just now, and was ready to hit the target this time.

The muzzles of several muskets moved slowly, locking Degele again. The figures swayed, and Zhao Mengzi and others did not fire easily, so they patiently looked for opportunities.

Finally, among the rising smoke, the power of the thunder thunder exposed Dege.

"Let's fire!" Zhao Mengzi roared, paused for a moment before pulling the board.

After a long period of cooperation, several people have formed a tacit understanding. After the order is issued, they will wait a moment so that they can stabilize the gun body after shouting, and can shoot at the same time, and shoot a round of volleys.

Three seconds later, the roar sounded, and the shooting of the six heavy muskets almost simultaneously, causing the gunfire to overlap and be powerful.

The thick white smoke rose, making them unable to observe the results for the time being, and this was not their mission. A small officer was holding a telescope, providing them with guidance and goals.

Jiannu finally crossed the last trench. Although he had been defeated by fierce firepower, he seemed to have signs of melee combat, or even breaking through defense.

Dege's voice became even louder, as if he had become the banner of Jiannu, inspiring the heavy casualties to regroup and continue to rush forward.

The roar of the volleys on the Ming army's positions did not attract attention. The deadly lead bomb roared in an instant. In the bloody rain of tents, Dege's voice came to an abrupt end.

A heavy lead bullet hit Dege's chest, and the heart protection mirror was penetrated, and the lead bullet was deformed and hit the armor inside. Although the powerful kinetic energy could not be penetrated again, it was absorbed by Dege's body.

There is no doubt that the sternum is broken, and there is no need to delve into the heart or the lungs.

Degele fell to the ground, his mouth was sprayed with blood and dark pieces, his body became softer and his eyes became more and more dull. Finally, his eyes remained motionless, open like a dead fish, looking at the gray sky without any sense of consciousness.

The sound of gunfire on the battlefield was deafening, one after another, completely covering up the wailing of the personal soldiers. Degele could not hear it anyway.

The proximity of the distance has enhanced the power of the musket. The distance between dozens of meters, the eagle gun is almost invincible, and heavy armor is useless.

A round of violent bombardment of the sky cannon, the flanks of the franchised cannon swept across the bullets, and the light and heavy muskets shot in turn, finally shattering Jiannu's last hope.

With Dege's corpse, countless wounded and corpses were left behind. Jiannu finally retreated in a mess under the pursuit of muskets and cannons.

The sound of war drums rumbling, the spearmen and the sword and shield hands jumped out of the trench and shouted and launched a counter-charge against the defeated enemy.

But the counterattack was also reached, and the spearmen and swordsmen rushed to the wooden stake formation and stopped. While they were waiting for the gap, they cut the wounded soldiers and cut off the heads.

Behind the Ming army stepped forward, carried the horses to block the gap, and tied it tightly with iron wire. They were calm and unhappy, and while Jiannu retreated, the Ming army was doing these tasks in a very orderly manner.

Behind them are the artillery and guns on the city and under the city; in front of them is the victory scene where the enemy was killed and corpses are everywhere.

On the city, the banner of strategy was flying proudly. Xiong Tingbi put down his telescope, stroked his beard, and sneered.

What tricks does Jiannu have? Apart from continuing to fill in with human lives, it is probably because he is exhausted.

The Ming army has a backup plan, or most of its troops have not been used. Even if Jiannu attacked the city, it would only be a recurrence of Guangning's defeat, or even worse.

Huh? Xiong Tingbi's eyes narrowed and his brows frowned.

That was Huang Degong, and he actually took a few personal soldiers across the wooden stake formation and continued to harvest the heads.

Although he did not steal the head during the battle, this problem had to be changed. Xiong Tingbi snorted and asked someone to withdraw his troops.

The sound of gold sounded from the rear of the Later Jin army, which was the order given by the old slave.

The officers and soldiers in front were as if they were amnesty. Manguertai was crying while holding his brother's body, but he could only punch the hard ground with anger and look up at Ningyuan Jiancheng with a proud look with anger and unwilling look.

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"The soldiers fired guns and cannons like rain and snow, and no one died in our army's attacks." "If I can penetrate two or three layers of iron armor, I am naked or wearing thin clothes, I am not injured. They are all protected by the gods."

There are many such records in the historical materials of the Later Jin Dynasty. The officers and soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty had already mastered the magical skill of protecting their bodies and often killed the Ming army at the cost of zero casualties.

Who believes? Can Zhu Youxiao still not understand the propaganda method in war?

Of course, there are indeed many differences in combat power between the Ming army and the Later Jin army, especially in field battles.

But on the other hand, the Later Jin army, which was outdated and backward, was not a little worse than the Ming army, which was equipped with advanced weapons.

Spirit is the most important, weapons are second to us, information is blocked, and formulas will not be thrown in obliquely... Well, it is indeed a huge flaw of the savages of the Later Jin Dynasty.
Chapter completed!