The moth flew into the fire, from "The Book of Liang. Zhiji". When the moth saw the flame, it rushed to the fire regardless of everything, which was a metaphor for self-destruction, or a metaphor for rushing to the target it yearned forever. At this moment, Lu Haoshan felt that the Cao family army outside the pass was also like moths, pounced on death one after another.

The new musket has a long range and great power. The bows and arrows and old muskets in the hands of the Cao family army outside the pass cannot attack their subordinates at all. Taking the bows and arrows as an example, the range of arrows is about 300 steps, but the effective killing distance is only about 150 steps. Lu Haoshan ordered an attack at about 200 steps. Cao Wenzhao led his troops to suppress bandits, mostly in the wild, so he did not bring heavy siege weapons. Those simple siege tools were also small, so they were in the process of being beaten from the beginning.

A bullet broke through the air. Its target was a captain in front. He was wearing cotton armor, holding a machete in his hand, and howling with red eyes and howling. For him, his feet were on the road of promotion, and the machete in his hand was a stepping stone for prosperity and wealth. The soldiers at the level had a cute silver ingot. As long as they rushed up, all of this would be possible.

But a bullet broke his dream and reversed his life trajectory, or rather, stopped his life trajectory. His cotton armor, which was inlaid with iron pieces but most arrows, could not prevent the deadly bullet. The bullet easily penetrated the cotton armor and then hit his heart hard. Looking at the blood stained with blood on his chest, the captain fell down with unwillingness.

One shot is fatal.

For the musket team, the people who charge below are living targets, just shoot.

One soldier after another fell down screaming, even using a wooden shield to protect him was useless. Cao Bianjiao's eyes turned red, he pushed the machete in his hand and shouted loudly: "Brothers, kill me. Avenge the dead brothers."

After saying that, he rushed to the front with a machete and led the way. Seeing his general so brave, the soldiers also roared and charged forward.

"First team, let it go"

"Bang bang bang"

"Second team, let it go"

"Bang bang bang..."

How did Li Dingguo ignore the feeling below? Standing aside, he kept commanding the muskets to fire the guns. Lu Haoshan saw it on it. The officers and soldiers fell down one by one like rice ears under the storm, but Lu Haoshan was moved that without a supervising team, no one retreated, and rushed up one by one without fear of death. The one who rushed in front was Cao Bianjiao. He saw him holding a machete in his hand, wearing silver-white mountain armor, and his shoulders were red and whispering the wind. It looked particularly eye-catching.

These two Caos have a place among so many generals in the Ming Dynasty, and they are indeed well-known.

pity......

With a "swoosh", a bullet hit Cao Bianjiao's thigh because it rushed too hard. As soon as his feet lost their strength, he screamed and fell to the ground.

"General"

"Quickly, the general is injured, help him back."

"Damn it. Why are these muskets so powerful? They can't help but rush or rush."

Cao Bianjiao was the spiritual support of the soldiers. As soon as he fell down, the personal guards and soldiers hurriedly protected him, desperately trying to rescue him. The momentum of the charge was blocked and his morale plummeted. Cao Wenzhao, who was behind, saw that he was cold and made people cry to withdraw his troops. He did not feel sorry for his nephew, but that he suffered too much casualties.

The Pioneer Army had only 5,000 people, and the number was not superior. It was to capture the very steep Zitian Pass. Without a sharp weapon, there were many casualties. Every elite soldier was shot and fell down. Cao Wenzhao felt someone stabbed his heart. The subordinates he had carefully trained fell one after another. Cao Wenzhao's face was so painful that he thrust. When he saw that his nephew was also injured, he knew that he could not do anything, so he called the gold to withdraw his troops.

"Stop!" When Cao Wenzhao stopped attacking, Lu Haoshan did not take the opportunity to chase and kill, but ordered his subordinates to stop attacking and let them leave.

"Jiao'er, are you okay?" When he saw the soldiers carrying Cao Bianjiao back, Cao Wenzhao did not care about the other wounded people and rushed up and asked with concern.

Cao Bianjiao was hit by his little foot and did not hurt the blood vessels or vital points. The personal guards were also very loyal and protected him with their bodies. After the sound of gold, Lu Haoshan also stopped chasing him in time, so Cao Bianjiao would be fine if he simply bandaged it.

"General, the general is fine." Cao Bianjiao gritted his teeth, stood up suddenly, and gritted his teeth and said, "The general is willing to lead the team to charge again and swear to take down Zitian Pass to the death."

He was really a tough guy. His wound had not healed yet. When he moved, the tied wound had blood again, but Cao Bianjiao's face remained unchanged and a fanatical look appeared in his eyes.

Cao Wenzhao looked at the closed Zitian Pass with some complex eyes, shook his head and said, "No, although Zitian Pass is not as dangerous as Jianmen Pass, it is not something we can afford. First, we have too few people, and second, there are no sharp weapons to siege. In the end, the elite of these people far exceeded our expectations. It was just a charge. Our people had not even touched the city wall, and they were all discounted by nearly half, half at once."

After saying that, Cao Wenzhao said bitterly: "We have lost nearly half of it, but none of the Sichuan soldiers were injured. If you rush down, I am afraid that all of us will have to explain here and can't rush any more."

"Then, what should we do now?"

"Wait, I can only wait until Mr. Hong arrives before making a decision." Cao Wenzhao said helplessly.

When Cao Wenzhao and Cao Bianjiao's uncle and nephew were sighing, cheers were cheering on the city walls, each with smiles. Li Dingguo did not pay attention to it. When he saw the mountainous bodies below and looked at the intact brothers around him, his little face was full of surprise and said in disbelief: "This, these new muskets are really amazing. We have killed and injured the enemy so many times. My brothers didn't even find a scratch. Even if they say it out, I'm afraid no one believes it. Lord, you are really a god."

It is said that killing one thousand enemies will damage eight hundred of them. However, facing the elite soldiers of the 100 battles under the command of Er Cao, it is a miracle that he can not hurt one enemy's love team when killing a large number of enemies.

"This is nothing. We win because we have secret weapons. Our new muskets can hit them, but the old muskets in the hands of these officers and soldiers were short in range and were shot before they could reach the range, so we can do whatever we can." Lu Haoshan was not surprised by this battle result.

Technology is the primary productive force. In the face of new technology, those old forces and orders retreated like destruction. During the Battle of the Somme in World War I, on July 1, 1916, the British army launched an attack on the German army. The German army used Maxim heavy machine guns and other weapons to continuously shoot fiercely and continuously at the densely formed British army, causing nearly 60,000 corpses to be displayed on the German positions in one day.

"Sir" Li Dingguo said with admiration: "What should we do now? Should we take advantage of the victory and pursue it?"

"No, if this is the case, I would not have ordered the stop of firing the gun just now." Lu Haoshan said expressionlessly: "What we have to do is wait. When Hong Chengchou arrives, he is not a master who is easy to surrender. He knows it is a wall, but he will not turn back if he doesn't hit the south wall. Of course, he is also waiting for the imperial edict from the court."

"What if these official troops attack Zitian Pass again?"

Lu Haoshan said without hesitation: "Fight! Fight hard, as long as they dare to attack, fight. If they like to confront each other, they will say that Shu Road is more difficult than climbing to the sky, so logistics supplies will definitely not be able to keep up, and they will retreat without fighting."

"Yes, General."

Lu Haoshan said it well. Hong Chengchou is not only smart, has a high position and a powerful person, but also a person who is not easy to surrender. Three days later, Hong Chengchou arrived at Chaotian Pass and followed him with 25,000 Shaanxi elite soldiers who sharpened their knives.

This time, Hong Chengchou came prepared. Not only did he receive the support and acquisition of the Ministry of War, but he also prepared many powerful weapons to attack the city and headed straight for Chaotian Pass.

Unfortunately, the wishes are full, and the reality is skinny. When officers and soldiers attacked the city, Lu Haoshan directly used new muskets, and pulled out the cannons he studied and cast, using his absolute strength to scream helplessly:

One was an accident, the second was a coincidence, and the third was strength. Three times, Hong Chengchou launched three attacks after arriving, and each time it was a loss of troops and generals, and attacked three times. Not to mention how great the result was, he didn't even touch the city wall for a few times. After all, he could not agree to let it go.

With just three charges, Hong Chengchou lost five or six thousand people and wanted to negotiate with Lu Haoshan, but he didn't expect Lu Haoshan to even see him.

There was no choice but to ask the Ministry of War for instructions, and at the same time, he also hinted that those barriers were not unable to be captured, but were afraid that the losses would be great. If the damage was too large, it would be difficult to have enough troops to prevent and kill those Ranma.

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The waves continued, and the waves started again and again. When Sichuan was rampant by bandits such as rampant wolf, Chongzhen and the Ministry of War were furious and authorized Hong Chengchou to suppress it. Everyone thought that Hong Chengchou could easily calm down. However, not long after, they received so-called recommendation letters from officials of all sizes, all of which were requesting that the commander of Lizhou Guard Lu Wenhua be the commander-in-chief of Sichuan and the governor of Sichuan. Before they could figure out what was going on, Hong Chengchou sent someone to send the commander-in-chief of Sichuan Han Wenden to support his troops and ignore the memorial of the Ministry of War. Everyone thought that the Sichuan soldiers, who had always been pampered, were definitely not Hong Chengchou's opponents, and they did not expect to receive news of Hong Chengchou's defeat again and again.

What happened to this Ming Dynasty?

A little man who was unknown actually controlled Sichuan without realizing it. Even Hong Chengchou took action personally and was blocked from the pass. This is now a serious nature. Not only does he have to be respectful, but he also has the tendency to cede land as king. Who is the biggest leader behind the scenes of Han Wendeng and the commander of Lizhou Guard?

The court officials were talking and expressed their opinions. In the Shangshu Room, Chongzhen secretly summoned two important figures to discuss Sichuan affairs. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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