Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 87 Chapter 87, Zhu Cihong galloped on horseback, and the artillerymen turned against each other
The British man gritted his teeth and gave all the remaining 2000 Guan Ning cavalry to Zhu Cihong.

The British Duke warned: "Your Highness, be careful, if things fail, please retreat as soon as possible!"

No matter in any era, outflanking the enemy's rear is an option with both risks and opportunities, and the risks are particularly huge.

That's the enemy's rear. If you're not careful, you'll be gone forever.

Zhu Cihong took the token from the Duke of England, nodded with a serious expression, and then got on his horse.

Two thousand cavalrymen of the Guanning Army were already waiting for Zhu Cihong, their eyes fell on the prince with different expressions.

Zhu Cixiang waved his hand without any nonsense: "Everyone, follow me to kill the thief!"

Zhu Cihong pulled the rein of the horse, and the horseman stood up, and after a long hiss, he galloped away like an arrow.

The Duke of England watched Zhu Cihong's disappearing figure, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, let us buy some more time for the prince, and see if he can create a miracle!"

Although a full estimate has been made, and Niu Jinxing leaked the inside story, the British public found that they still underestimated the combat effectiveness of Li Zicheng's troops.

Now that the Ming Dynasty's army has fallen, the only thing they can count on is Zhu Cihong's several thousand cavalry!

Li Zicheng's scouts couldn't hide the news of the cavalry leaving, and he got the report soon.

Li Zicheng laughed: "It seems that the imperial army in front of us has been defeated, and some people are starting to run away. Come on, keep attacking, and give them more fire, so that they can escape faster!"

On the side, Song Xiance hesitated to speak.

This short military adviser always felt that something was wrong. Could it be that the officers and soldiers wanted to outflank the rear?

But Song Xiance thought about it again, now that the entire Dashun army has crossed the river, how can there be a retreat for the officers and troops to outflank?
As for Gu'an City, Li Zicheng had already left five thousand soldiers and horses to defend it, and it could not be conquered by just a few thousand cavalry.

Thinking of this, Song Xiance was completely relieved.

Zhu Cilang galloped his horse, and after an unknown amount of time, a wooden bridge finally appeared in front of him.

This place is far away from the battlefield, Zhu Cihuang turned around and looked, except for the more than 2000 Guanning cavalry behind him, there was no one in sight.

The system's voice sounded: "Please pay attention to the host, there is still half an hour!"

Zhu Cihong took a deep breath, without hesitation, galloped across the river, and then turned directly to the southeast.

He has only one goal, and that is Li Zicheng's artillery position!
Li Zicheng's general Gao Yigong was in charge of commanding the artillery positions. He followed Li Zicheng in the South and North Wars and was named General Quan and Baron of Linqu County.

At this moment, Gao Yigong was actually not in a good mood, he was shouting loudly at the artillerymen under his command.

"Move quickly and hit this general hard! Kill a few more of them!"

The reason for Gao Yigong's bad mood is also very simple. As the Dashun Army advances steadily, the Ming Dynasty army on the opposite side will soon be out of artillery range. By then, Gao Yigong will not be able to get any credit at all.

At this moment, Gao Yigong suddenly heard something and raised his head subconsciously.

In his line of sight, a cavalry had appeared in the northwest direction at some time, galloping along the river bank at a high speed.

Gao Yigong's face changed drastically: "The enemy, it's the enemy! Hurry up, stand firm and send someone to ask His Majesty for help!"

Under Gao Yigong's order, the artillerymen hurriedly pulled out the long swords and broadswords around their waists, preparing to defend against the enemy.

There are no bows and arrows. Whose artillery still uses bows and arrows?

Before Gao Yigong could think of a better way, the cavalry on the opposite side had already arrived.

Zhu Cilang charged forward, with the wind whistling in his ears, and the murderous intent in his heart was as strong as a raging fire.

This place must be taken as soon as possible!
Seeing that the Dashun Army was approaching, Zhu Cihong instantly drew his gun and shot wildly.

"Bang bang bang!"

The pistol kept vibrating, and the bullet left the muzzle, penetrating into the fatal points of these Dashun Army artillerymen at a speed that a human body could not react at all.

In just a few seconds, Zhu Cihong emptied a magazine.

With a shake of his right hand, the empty clip fell instantly, and then a new clip was inserted with his left hand like lightning, and he continued to shoot.

Behind Zhu Cihong, Guan Ning's iron cavalry brandished their spears and swords, slashing with all their might.

The artillerymen of the Dashun Army were no match at all, and died tragically in an instant, without the power to resist.

These artillerymen are all covered with leather armor with the weakest protection. When facing the close-up attack of Guan Ning's iron cavalry, it is almost the same as not wearing it.

This is no longer a battle, but a one-sided killing!
Seeing this situation, Gao Yigong's souls were frightened, he no longer cared about the soldiers under his command, turned around and got on his horse and ran away.

At this point, it’s still important to save your life!
But what Gao Yigong didn't know was that Zhu Cihong's eyes had already locked on him.

"Want to escape?" Zhu Cixiang said with a mocking smile: "Can you escape?"

Zhu Cihong pulled the rein, and the steed stood up again, and then stopped steadily.

Zhu Cihong already had an extra sniper rifle in his hand, he loaded the bullet calmly, and put his right eye on the scope.

Gao Yigong had just escaped about a hundred steps on horseback, when a gunshot sounded, Gao Yigong's steed hissed miserably, a blood hole appeared in its right heel, and the powerless horse fell to the ground.

Gao Yigong, who was on the horse, was caught off guard and was thrown straight away. He hit many rocks and trees as he fell to the ground. He felt extremely sharp pain in his chest, as if he had broken his ribs.

Gao Yigong was startled and frightened, and tried his best to get up, but the severe pain in his chest made him unable to use his strength.

A voice suddenly sounded from above his head: "If you want to live, you'd better not move."

Gao Yigong's body trembled, he slowly raised his head, and found a dark pistol in front of him, and Zhu Cihong was behind the pistol.

Gao Yigong shouted: "I surrender, surrender! Don't kill me!"

Zhu Cihong snorted and waved his left hand: "Come here, tie him up to me!"

By the time Zhu Cihong returned to the artillery position with Gao Yigong who had been tied up, the battle here was completely over.

After most of the artillery found that they were completely unable to resist, they knelt down and surrendered obediently, and became prisoners.

Zhu Cixiang said in his heart: "System, where is my sign-in task? Did you miss it?"

The system's calm voice sounded: "The host was notified just now, but the host just ignored it with all his heart to kill the enemy, and the system repeated it again.

Sign-in task trigger: Ask the host to help the Ming army to win this war, at least to ensure that the Ming army will not lose in this war. "

After Zhu Cixiang heard what the system said, he let out a sigh of relief: "This task is really not easy."

But Zhu Cihong actually had an idea.

This was still inspired by the system. Since they have already arrived at the artillery position, it would be a bit unreasonable if they didn't hit him a few times.

Zhu Cilang looked around the artillery position, and found that there were about twenty cannons, and even two of the most advanced Hongyi cannons in Ming Dynasty, which should have been dismantled from the Acropolis outside Beijing.

As for shells and gunpowder, they are piled up even more, and it is not a problem to hit them casually.

Zhu Cihong waved at Gao Yigong, and said, "How is your soldier's skill in artillery?"

Gao Yigong was stunned for a moment, and said: "His Royal Highness, these soldiers are not so good at firing artillery, but most of them are from the artillery of the previous imperial court."

Zhu Cihong smiled: "That's good. Come on, let these artillerymen continue to fire!"

Don't forget, Zhu Cihong's artillery skills are also S-level!
Under Zhu Cihong's order and under the watchful eyes of many Guanning cavalry, the artillerymen of the Dashun Army, who had their swords on their heads, began to load their shells and adjusted their firing angles with tears in their faces.

After a few minutes, Zhu Cihong felt that the adjustment was almost done, so he ordered decisively.

"fire!"

Li Zicheng is in a good mood.

Judging from the feedback from the front-line troops, the Ming army has retreated steadily, and it is not far from being defeated across the board.

Victory is at hand!

As long as they win, they will be able to take down the city of Beijing, destroy the Ming Dynasty, and make Dashun the new dynasty of the Central Plains.

What a damned sweet victory!
Li Zicheng shouted: "Quick, attack with all your strength, everyone come up to me!"

At this moment, a scout arrived on a flying horse and reported a message to Li Zicheng: "Your Majesty, the situation is not good. A Ming army cavalry suddenly attacked our artillery position!"

Li Zicheng's face changed when he heard that, "What?"

Song Xiance, who was next to Li Zicheng, couldn't help but slapped his thigh, feeling a little annoyed.

I just said that I seemed to have overlooked something, and it turned out to be this!
Li Zicheng quickly calmed down and sneered: "We have already broken through the front of the Ming army. What's the use of them even if they occupy the artillery position? Don't worry about him. A small cavalry can't make any waves." !"

Song Xiance couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, be careful that they attack us with artillery!"

Li Zicheng laughed loudly: "A cavalry can also use artillery? This artillery can't be solved by simply loading shells and gunpowder!"

At this moment, a general next to Li Zicheng looked back, his face changed drastically, and he cried out.

"Watch out for the shells!"

Li Zicheng was stunned for a moment, then looked back subconsciously, just in time to see many shells falling from the sky, landing on the rear wing of the Chinese army where Li Zicheng was.

What made Li Zicheng's pupils constrict even more was that one of the particularly huge cannonballs was heading straight towards Li Zicheng's imperial driver!

Li Zicheng's three souls and seven souls were so frightened that they almost left their bodies. He shouted and jumped out of the chariot.

"Boom!" The shells fell, the smoke and dust splashed, and countless cracks and screams sounded in the smoke and dust.

"Protect Your Majesty, quickly protect Your Majesty!"

"Dragon Flag, our Dragon Flag!"

Amidst the hoarse shouts, the dragon flag that was on top of Li Zicheng's imperial chariot, representing Li Zicheng, the emperor of Dashun, made a very ear-piercing sound of breaking, and fell from the sky crookedly to the ground!
(End of this chapter)