Qinglin held a shiny sabre in his hand and shouted loudly: "Anyone who is a man, follow me to fight, kill all the thieves..."

"Eight Banners, protect me from the Qing Dynasty!"

"Eight Banners, protect me from the Qing Dynasty!"

With a shout, thousands of answers.

As a reason why Qinglin is a man of literary and literary talent, the slogan he came up with is that it can greatly enhance the morale of the Eight Banners Horse Team.

These Eight Banners who bravely stood up at critical moments already had a desire to "protect their families and countries" in their hearts, and now they are very willing to put themselves on the important task of defending the Qing Dynasty.

"kill--"

Horses neighed and people shouted.

Soon, the distance between the two sides was about a hundred steps closer.

A large group of Eight Banners defeated soldiers drifted to the left and right sides, while some of them who had no time to hide were unsurprisingly trampled under the horse's hooves.

This move is cruel, but it is inevitable.

Compared with the overall situation planned by Qing Gui and Qinglin, what are the lives of some of the unbearable Eight Banners scum?

"Bang bang bang..."

Gunshots began to sound.

Compared with the sound of cannons, the crispness and brightness of the gunshot sound was like fried beans in the oil pan, and the soybeans burst into bloom in the pot.

But it’s a pity that the gunshots are not neat at all!

The messy shooting can also kill a lot of Qing cavalry, but it cannot shock the Qing army. Especially the people who charge ahead are willing to sacrifice their lives.

Although there will definitely be people who retreat in the last days, and there will be no shortage of such people. The only way to die in the ages is to die. For a moment, people can always make people do things that are contrary to their daily behaviors, but what if this passion falls cold?

What if they see so many dead people and so many dripping blood?

But no matter what, if Qinglin and the others retreated in the face, their overall willpower would be much higher than that of the Eight Banners soldiers.

The musketeers could not shoot neatly, which would greatly weaken the musketeers' deterrence against the cavalry. But the biggest trouble was that their next shooting still could not shoot out volleys.

Some Chen Jun even went crazy because of this, and the speed of reloading was far less than before. Without a large number of comrades beside them, they would feel insecure.

Some soldiers simply gave up loading and took out the grenades on their waists.

There are special bomb droppers in Chen's army. They throw heavy bombs weighing about one and a half pounds. The explosion positions are all made of broken grooves, and the charge amount can reach half a pound. So the lethality is still OK!

The grenade worn by ordinary soldiers is just flashed, weighing about one pound, and it is filled with three taels of medicine. Whether there is a broken groove at the blasting position depends on luck.

Because the early grenades did not portray grooves, those grenades were not used up yet, so they could not be wasted. They were mixed with the old and new.

The Chen army soldiers didn't care either.

Just pretend to be on your body!

Who told them to use grenades very rarely? Many people carried two grenades from the moment they left the recruit camp, and then carried them until now, and have not been sent to Lishi.

Speaking of which, when this grenade was most powerful, it was when Zhao Liang had just started his army. The grenades were even ignited by a fuse.

Now, whether it is a light fuse or a heavy fuse, or a groove that has not been portrayed, it has become a pull-type fuse, but its actual effect has been reduced.

"kill--"

Qinglin shouted that several of his personal soldiers had fallen off their horses, but Qinglin was not afraid at all.

When my ancestors entered the Central Plains, they also shouted and killed them in the rain of bullets.

When the ancestors sacrificed their lives to earn this colorful country and hard-core crop for their descendants, how could the descendants lose it?

Moreover, his family is a powerful family in the Qing Dynasty. If the Qing Dynasty loses this battle, the capital will definitely be lost. Will my mother, wife and descendants still have a way out?

Although Zhao Ni did not kill indiscriminately, and the thief Changshun was swaying there, actually, how many real Eight Banners powerful people survived under Zhao Liang?

The interests of these people at the bottom and the people at the top have always been different, even if everyone is a bannerman.

So he has to fight!

Otherwise, who can guarantee that Zhao Liang will not let go of the Eight Banners at the bottom and even the middle, and will only kill the bannermen at the top?

What's more, every Manchu nobleman knew what kind of bloody killings caused in the Central Plains when the Qing Dynasty entered the pass. Can Zhao Liang really let go of the Eight Banners after he was firmly in the country?

Qinglin didn't believe it.

At that time, even if it means something, the surname Zhao will pick out a large number of powerful people from the Eight Banners to sacrifice to the flag.

Therefore, even if he died, he would have to fight.

For the Qing Dynasty, and for the descendants of one's own descendants.

Qinglin gasped and covered his head and moved forward. The personal soldiers beside him were knocked down by muskets, but he was not afraid.

"Prepare...submit!"

In the current Chenjun cluster, a battalion commander looked at the rushing Qing army cavalry with a stiff expression and loudly ordered.

The soldiers of Chen Jun on the outermost side were thrusting bayonets, even though their calves were trembling.

Grenades exploded one by one. Even though their lethality was limited, they also caused a lot of Qing army and horses to charge.

But there was no sign of them retreating, and everyone was still rushing up like crazy.

Qinglin fell down.

The war horse under his crotch was hit by iron sand flying all over the sky, and one of his legs was blown off, and it was immediately accumulated on the ground. Qinglin naturally flew out a long way and never got up again.

Even his body was trampled into meat paste by the Qing army's horse hooves that rushed over.

When the Japanese cavalry father, Yoko Akiyama, answered the Japanese Army University what a cavalry was, he used his fists to break the glass of the classroom on the spot, then raised his bloody fist and told the students that this was the cavalry.

However, speed, strength and casualties are not only traits that cavalry in the period of mature hot weapons. In the period of cold weapons, the charge of cavalry groups also mean speed, strength and casualties.

Even if the final result is that they have won a great victory, before they completely smash the enemy, they have to pay a certain price before the enemy's crossbow and spear spear, which is also an indispensable procedure for cavalry.

This is how Qinglin's death was.

So he did not see the surging Qing army cavalry not only did not quickly obliterate the first few Chen army clusters, but instead passed through Chen army clusters very spiritually.

This is definitely not what Qinglin wants to see.

What he hoped to see was that the Qing army's cavalry swept across all Chen's army like mercury pouring out of the ground.

So even when he died, Qinglin was happy.

Because Qinggui's strategic concept was achieved, a large number of cavalry had rushed to the musketeers. Isn't the rest a massacre?
Chapter completed!