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"Ah! My face, my eyes, I can't see anything..."

"What is this #￥%? It hurts so much, it hurts!"

"My #￥% Ming Gouzi, what the hell is this?"

"No, I can't do it anymore, Li Quan, you dog slave, please give me a good knife!"

“…”

The quiet morning suddenly turned into a hell on earth. With all kinds of tyrannical collisions, the 2000 Tartars in front were all hit.

In the mix of white smoke and black smoke, countless Tartars were impacted by sand and gravel, splashing potholes on their bodies, and then gurgling blood continued to gush out.

Although Xu Changqing's sand and gravel were not as vicious as the Tartars, the heat generated by the explosion of this sand and gravel is definitely more terrifying than feeding poison!

This sudden sudden collision caused these true Manchu warriors to be unable to withstand it, and they screamed and screamed.

And this is just about to begin!

"Swish!"

"Swoosh swish swish swish swish swish!"

The biggest advantage of the most primitive projection of the catapult is that it has a simple structure and high efficiency!

With previous experience, the efficiency of these slingshot players is obviously not the same level as before!

Before these poor Tartars could recover from the first round of projections, the more rapid bamboo-tube-type flowering bullets in the second round were coming again.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

"ah……"

"Help, help!"

"Minggou, I've planned our 18 generations of ancestors, and I've got a genital to practice with you alone!"

"Roar over! Kill them all!"

"ah……"

Even though the Tartars were brave, even if they had such an offensive, they still did not shock them. There were still many Tartars who were desperate to rush forward desperately.

Xu Changqing couldn't help but sneered on the corner of his mouth!

They are really ignorant and fearless. Since these Tartars want to challenge the giant beasts of the times, what reason does Xu Changqing have to fail to fulfill them?

Although the real lethality of the bamboo tube flowering bullet is not strong enough, most offensives will be impacted by various armors of the Tartars. It is difficult to kill the Tartars with several layers of armor in one blow, and can only attack their exposed skin, such as faces, hands, a small number of necks, etc.

However, there are at least a few hundred sand and gravels in a bamboo-type flowering shell, even if there are only a dozen or even a few sand and gravels, which can hit these Tartars and have the thermal effect and force therein, which is enough!

If they can’t educate them in the second round, then the third round, the fourth round, and the fifth round!

In just a few minutes, with the arrival of the fifth round of flowering bullets, the Tartars in front finally couldn't hold back and no longer dared to look up. They either lay on the ground to pretend to be ostrich, or they were already hit and rolled around and wailed.

Their original surging momentum has been stranded!

…

"waste!"

"A bunch of waste!"

"All of them are waste!"

On Bijia Mountain, Duoduo, who was originally in control of the world, had already frozen like frost and cursed!

With such a good opportunity, even Duoduo endured himself for a night, but before he rushed to the Minggou formation, he was already like this?

The key is that the distance is a bit too far away, and Duoduo can't see clearly for a while. What kind of thing his slaves are hurt by!

When did Minggou have such a powerful firearm?

"Come!"

"twitter!"

As Duoduo shouted violently, the servants around him rushed forward respectfully like dogs.

"Go and tell Hushta that I will give him a quarter of an hour, but I can't take it for a quarter of an hour, so I will tell this dog slave not to come back to see me!"

"twitter!"

…

As Duoduo's order was conveyed, the Ming army was already stunned.

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When the catapults and bamboo-type flowering bullets under Xu Changqing were pushed over, Liu Zhengjie and other generals thought that this was a "earth-handle-style" and had no use. Xu Changqing wanted to use this to consume their strength and let them fight against these Tartars.

But at this time, who would have thought that these earth-handle styles, like broken balls and ragged balls, were so powerful and had such good utility!

This~, they didn't use their firearms to play. The Tartars were suppressed, let alone their servants fighting each other.

"There is such a powerful weapon in this world?"

"With such a powerful weapon in my hand, I am in Ming Dynasty, why worry about the immortality of the Tartars and the failure of great things will not be accomplished!"

"This Xu Changqing, really, really..."

“…”

Amid the noisy discussion, Yao Gong was in a bit of a bad mood.

Before, Xu Changqing was pulled onto the "pirate ship", he was already prepared for bad enough. If he really couldn't do it, he would break one of his arms and even if he had a few more stabs on himself, he would have to endure the matter even if he suffered a serious crime.

But how could Yao Gong think that he hadn't even seen the appearance of the Tartars clearly yet. Xu Changqing had already suppressed the Tartars...

Yao Gong then realized that even though he had already overestimated this young heroic young man, he still had far underestimated his methods.

However, after being shocked, the joy that could not be described in words suddenly rushed towards Yao Gong's heart. If this continues, the big thing... is expected!

What Xu Changqing said is really no longer a dream...

…

Yao Gong and the generals were shocked, and the many Ming soldiers were as if they were shunned by the Buddha, and were stunned.

Not only did Mr. Xu, who was the bravest army, not only did not die, but he also created such a big killing weapon like magic. This simple bamboo was actually injected with such magic power by Mr. Xu?

After all, there is no need for everyone to fight hard. Master Xu can destroy all these Tartars alone.

On the side of Xu Changqing's battle formation, Lu Yingjie and his men were already ready.

But even though Lu Yingjie had seen the power of the bamboo-type flowering bullet at the beach camp, when he saw it again, there was still a terrifying chill that kept permeating from his bone marrow.

This wise upstart is still not a human being. Not only is he the best in the three armies in his personal force, but he is so superb in the use of firearms. What’s more important is that he is less than eighteen years old. Does Lu Yingjie still have hope of getting rid of his claws in his life?

…

As the bamboo tube-type flowering bullet burst violently, the morale of the Ming army gradually began to change from fear and shock to uncontrollable excitement!

They seemed to have seen the Tartar heads lying on the ground, all of which were the best achievements, the white money, and the bright future!

But the Qing army could not give up easily!

As Duoduo's order was conveyed, Duoduo's confidant who led the war was the first-class Jialazhang Jinghushta of the Inlaid White Flag, too!

At this moment, if Hushta can no longer grasp such a good opportunity, then he would be a fucking waste!

Hushta was almost forty years old, and their slaves were still under the command of the old slave. When he was under the yellow flag he personally took over, he was already famous in Batulu and had already experienced many battles!

At this time, most of the slaves inlaid with white flags led by him were the old slave's official yellow flag, the elite bones and blood of the yellow flags.

This is the most elite part of the Eight Banners Soldiers, the most powerful elite force of the Jurchens. How could they be blocked by these lowly Ming dogs?

"Warriors, follow me! They don't have many shells, only twenty, rush over to me!"

Hushta was the last general, with a vicious vision. On the one hand, he personally led the main force to charge from the front, but on the other hand, he secretly ordered two third-class Jiala Zhangjing to take five or six Niulu to encircle from the north and south sides to launch surprise troops!

"Crash! Kill all these lowly Nikans!"

"Kill, kill! These Nikans deserve to die!"

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"Warriors, rush!"

It is hard to describe the Tartars at their peak in words. Even if the striker was frustrated and suffered heavy losses at this time, it not only did not scare them out of their courage, but instead stimulated their bloodiness!

Soon, Hushta personally led the charge, and nearly two thousand elite white flags inlaid attacked the Ming army's positions more rapidly, with its power almost unstoppable!

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By the earthen wall at the border, Xu Changqing's brows couldn't help but frown tightly at the sight of the Qing army's might.

It has already achieved the best level, but it has not yet been able to defeat these Tartars. Today, the bloody battle is beyond avoidance!
To be continued...