Watching the rebels rushing forward, Qi Yuangong waved his hand expressionlessly, and instantly countless crossbow arrows flew out from the formation, followed by muskets firing.
Bang, bang ...
Artillery fire also opened fire on both sides of the column, and a loud rumble like muffled thunder echoed in the sky. In an instant, solid ammunition and shrapnel shells whistled like they were free.
There was a small cannon firing scattershot not far away.
For a moment, the battlefield was filled with rumbling sounds, smoke, shouts and screams, and the land instantly became a Shura battlefield.
Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene, including Fan Long.
Before their own troops could reach the enemy, they had already fallen down like wheat, and the whole road was covered with blood.
Fan Longhu's eyes were red as he shouted and yelled loudly: "Charge! Charge!"
In Fan Long's opinion, as long as he can rush forward, he will have a fight.
But things were not as he thought.
Anyone would feel scared when faced with such a sudden and violent attack.
"Charge!" Fan Long was furious.
Before he could finish his words, a shrill cry cut through the air, "General!"
Fan Long only felt that he was suddenly pounced on.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, a dead tree the size of a bowl about ten meters ahead was blown into several sections. Several soldiers were blown to pieces and their flesh and blood were blurred, but they did not die immediately. The wailing sounds penetrated into the ears of the living.
Fan Long felt his vision go black, and the smell of gunpowder and blood irritated his nostrils. He struggled to get up, tightly gripping the hilt of the knife in his hand, as if it were a lifeline.
His subordinates began to retreat one after another. At first, they were sparse and timid and unwilling to move forward, but later they were completely defeated.
"They're vulnerable." Qi Yuangong snorted and said loudly, "Chase them and wipe them out."
Following Qi Yuangong's order, the Ming army behind him also began to rush forward.
They were very skilled in the use of muskets and bows and arrows, with long spears and halberds providing cover on both sides, while shield soldiers and heavy armored infantry led the way and charged towards the enemy.
With the flash of swords and blood, Fan Long's side soon suffered a great defeat, and Qi Yuangong's men chased after them.
This battle was not intense at all. It was one-sided from the very beginning. There was nothing to describe because the two sides did not even fight.
After seeing this scene, Sun Chuanting nodded with satisfaction, and his heart was full of emotion.
They are indeed elite troops. Such equipment and tactical skills cannot be acquired in a day or two, nor can they be acquired by ordinary people.
The Qi family is indeed a skilled military training family! The Tiger Roar Battalion they trained is indeed formidable!
Although Qi Yuangong's command and tactical skills were not very good, Sun Chuanting still felt that he was a fierce general. Of course, it was impossible for him to become a general. His talent was limited and could not be forced.
The situation on the battlefield changed very quickly. The people below the city were defeated, so the people above the city naturally lost their morale.
Originally, the rebels thought that Fan Long could defeat the Ming army and force them to withdraw, but they were repelled by the Ming army in one wave. Now Fan Long was in danger, and the people on the city wall were terrified.
They had already been beaten to the point of being unable to lift their heads by the Ming army, and were relying on their last breath to hold on. Now that their momentum had dropped, they naturally couldn't hold on any longer.
Zhang Hu cut down a rebel and shouted, "Capture Luzhou City and kill!"
His shouts were naturally earth-shaking, and the morale of the Ming army naturally rose.
They had just witnessed the battle outside the city, and their confidence was greatly increased, so they rushed directly towards the rebels.
As one side gained strength while the other lost strength, the rebels could no longer hold on.
When She Yin saw this scene, his expression was ferocious and depressed.
He knew that it was all over. He had originally had all sorts of grand plans in his mind, but at this moment, they were all gone.
Not only was he unable to counterattack, he even lost the city of Luzhou. His status would surely plummet after he returned.
Fan Hu looked at the dazed She Yin, and he also realized that his young master seemed to be going up to fight to the death.
Fan Hu didn't dare to let the young master die here. If the young master died in battle, he would also die in battle, otherwise he would suffer the consequences when he returned; but if the young master was alive, he couldn't die either.
Fan Hu rushed forward and grabbed She Yin, saying loudly, "Young Master, as long as there is life, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood. Let's retreat!"
"Let's go back to Chongqing and find the king. He still has his men. We can fight back."
She Yin turned around and glanced at Fan Hu, his eyes very red.
He couldn't help but think of Fan Hu's brother Fan Long.
At this moment, She Yin finally understood that Fan Long was the famous general, but it was too late to regret now.
He originally wanted to rush forward and fight desperately, but after being pulled by Fan Hu, She Yin instantly lost his courage.
Gritting his teeth and glancing at the direction of the Ming army, She Yin did not stay any longer and turned around to retreat with his men.
If you don't run now, you won't be able to run away later.
As the sun sets, the setting sun looks like blood, and the smell of blood wafts over the earth.
Qi Yuangong's men have already pursued back, and many of them have several heads hanging behind them, which are all their military merits.
In addition, there were people escorting prisoners back.
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