Ming Dynasty: I, Emperor Chongzhen, swear not to go to Meishan

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Another rebel leader was shot and fell. All the snipers hidden in the defensive formation had killed nearly a hundred rebel leaders.

Although the rebel soldiers fought bravely, they lost the command of these big and small bosses, and their attacks had no direction. They just relied on instinct to kill indiscriminately until they fell to death.

Although Li Zicheng invested 20,000 reinforcements on the left battlefield, the momentum was stronger than before, and the attack was more fierce. However, the pressure on the Huguang Army was not as great as before. They withstood the crazy attack of the rebels and gradually stabilized their position.

Sun Chuanting, who had been focusing on the left-wing battlefield, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he was surprised and sighed. With less than ten snipers, he reversed the disadvantage of the left-wing battlefield. He couldn't help but admire him, and he admired the emperor's wisdom and prowess more and more in his heart.

Bombardiers out, all cavalry ready for assault.

Through the monocular, he saw that the Shaanxi Army in the center had advanced nearly twenty meters, suppressing the rebels and pushing them back. His eyes lit up, and he decisively revealed the trump card he had hidden for a long time.

The outcome depends on this.

Five hundred bombardiers and two hundred who had been waiting in the rear for a long time carried large baskets of grenades on their backs, and the auxiliary soldiers holding torches moved quietly and entered the battlefield.

Following the officer's order, five hundred bombardiers held grenades with wooden handles, lit the fuse, and threw them forward with force.

Many rebel soldiers who were fighting desperately suddenly saw a large piece of black smoke flying out of the official defense formation. They couldn't help but be startled, what the hell is this?

Hundreds of grenades were thrown out at almost the same time, emitting green smoke, rolling in the air, drawing semi-arc smoke lines, and then hitting the ground. Some of them hit the heads and bodies of the rebel soldiers, injuring people. His head was smashed and blood flowed, and he screamed in pain.

Many rebel soldiers looked at the grenades still burning and emitting smoke under their feet. They instinctively felt the danger and evaded them one after another. However, they were surrounded by people and could not avoid them at all.

There were also bold rebel soldiers who were stunned for a moment, then bent down to pick up the grenade and wanted to throw it back, but it was already too late.

Hundreds of grenades exploded one after another, exploding into clouds of fire and billowing smoke. Shrapnel shot from all directions tore apart the bodies of the rebel soldiers, and dozens of rebel soldiers fell down screaming.

When most of the gunpowder smoke dissipated, the remaining rebel soldiers were horrified to discover that, except for large swaths of mutilated corpses, there was almost no living person standing on the ground. The entire frontal battlefield was almost like a deserted vacuum.

No, this is simply a terrifying Shura hell.

Similarly, all the officers and soldiers who witnessed all this were also shocked by the horrific scene. How could hundreds of grenades thrown at the same time cause such horrific damage?

kill!

Before the remaining rebel soldiers could react, the shield array, which was originally composed of large shields leaning against each other to form a dense defensive phalanx, suddenly opened three large openings. A large group of cavalry rushed out of the opening, like a rolling steel river, crushing them. Towards the rebel army’s central formation.

The remaining rebels were all frightened by the earth-shattering rumble of iron hooves. Their faces were pale, and they didn't know who was leading them. Some people retreated and ran back, then others followed, then a dozen people, and finally everyone risked their lives. Running away, the entire rebel army on the central battlefield collapsed in an instant.

Morale is a strange thing. It cannot be seen or touched, but it directly affects the fighting spirit of the entire army. It is like a plague that can infect the entire army in a short period of time.

The great defeat of the rebels on the central battlefield directly affected the rebels on the left and right battlefields. As soon as they heard of the defeat, all the rebel soldiers turned around and ran back. This was their instinct to save their lives.

Attack the entire army and capture Li Zicheng alive! Sun Chuanting shouted loudly, pointing his sword straight ahead and giving the order for a general attack.

He had waited for this moment for too long, and now that he had finally arrived, how could he miss the opportunity to defeat Li Zicheng?

Not only did he want to take revenge and avenge his previous humiliation, he also wanted to capture Li Zicheng, the bandit leader, alive, escort him back to Beijing, and hand him over to the emperor for punishment.

Hundreds of thousands of officers and soldiers let out thunderous roars of killing, and each one of them was like a tiger coming out of the gate, fiercely pounced on the defeated rebel army.