Thirteen iron balls fell at high speed and plunged into the high-speed charging cavalry array. After a burst of blood splashed, the cavalry line was rushed through several gaps.
"Their artillery will only blow up the chamber! Blow up themselves! Don't be afraid! Charge!"
The head servant followed Zu Dale and shouted loudly.
"Yes! Three doors were blown up just now! Nothing can be hit!"
As soon as Zu Dalue finished speaking, the field artillery on the opposite side roared again, and more than a dozen shells fell into the cavalry line.
The neighing of war horses and the screams of servants were heard all around. The left arm of the servant riding in front of Zu Dale was hit by an iron ball. The servant's right hand was still on the reins. He did not fall off the horse for a moment, and rushed forward a few steps. The gushing blood sprinkled on Zu Dalue's face.
"You little thing, so many cannons!"
Zu Dale wiped away the blood and was about to gather up the scattered battle line when he suddenly caught sight of countless red dots rising behind the Kaiyuan Army formation three miles away.
"Bad boy, what the hell is this!"
The sharp whistling sound of the divine fire crows sounded in Liu Zhaosun's ears. When he looked up, hundreds of divine fire crows flew rapidly through the air more than ten feet above his head.
"The artillery fire is very intensive. Deng Changxiong is getting more and more sophisticated."
Liu Zhaosun watched the rockets fall like a meteor shower on the heads of Zu Dalue's servants, watched the rockets explode like fireworks in the crowd, and watched the servants of Liao Town fall off their horses one after another, struggling painfully in the messy hooves of the horses.
Liu Zhaosun could imagine the sound of the hoofs of war horses crushing bones, and he could feel the pain of his servant before his death.
However, the coach's expression did not change at all, and he murmured:
"Almost over."
After being covered by field artillery and rockets, Zu Dalue's servants suffered casualties of more than 100 cavalry. Including the casualties from the previous dog fight, there were only more than 800 surviving cavalry.
Zu Dale's face was covered with blood. The blood had frozen and stuck to his eyelashes, making him very uncomfortable.
"Charge over, their infantry can't stop us!"
The more than 800 surviving servants gathered their courage and rushed towards the pike formation 200 steps ahead.
The pikemen of the 1st Battalion of the Kaiyuan Guards 2nd Army who were at the forefront saw the red tassel shaking in front of them. The cavalry line was pressing towards them in a fan shape. The rumble of horse hooves gave people a huge sense of oppression. The pikemen suddenly felt military morale. Shaken, more than a dozen gaps appeared in the tight line, and some soldiers fled to the rear. The suppressing soldiers were defeated by bullets in the rear formation.
The archers in the back row symbolically fired a wave of light arrows and fled first. The phalanx of pikemen immediately collapsed. The suppressing soldiers could not hold back their bullets and fled even further.
"Hahaha, I said that Liu Zhaosun is vulnerable to a single blow!"
"Commander! The Kaiyuan Army was defeated strangely. We are too far away from the camp. Should we go back?"
The leader of the servants had already fallen behind Zu Dale at some point. He whipped up his horse, followed the coach, and loudly persuaded him.
"Retreat? I've lost so many servants, why should I retreat?"
Zu Dale took off the wine gourd, wiped the ice residue on his face with the wine, and said angrily.
While the two were talking, the cavalry line had already passed the Kaiyuan pikemen's position.
Zu Dale looked at the scattered corpses of Kaiyuan Army on the ground and felt surprised.
"How come so few people died? Liu Zhaosun ran so fast!"
The head servant’s expression changed drastically, he pointed at the cavalry behind him and said:
"Commander! Kaiyuan Cavalry!"
Zu Dale tightened his gaze. Two to three hundred steps behind him, the rolling torrent with the black flying eagle flag on his back cut off the retreat of the Liao Town cavalry like a razor.
"They have five to six hundred riders, let's rush over now!"
Just as Zu Dale finished speaking, he heard the crackling sound of firecrackers in the distance.
The dense lead shot swept over the cavalry in front like a strong wind, knocking all the servants at the front to the ground.
The sudden attack caused these fierce servants to completely collapse.
"Damn it! A long gun. It can also fire a firecracker! Retreat! Retreat, return to the car camp."
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Surrounded by guards, Liu Zhaosun came to the car camp.
He stood a hundred steps away, looked at Zu Dalue in the car camp, turned around and whispered a few words to the trainer Senti. The trainer nodded repeatedly and immediately went down and brought a few trainers over. Under cover, he came fifty steps in front of the car camp and shouted loudly:
"Zu Dalue, Marquis Pingliao asked you, will you surrender?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Hongyi cannon roared at the top of the city and hit the dense fence. The flying sawdust and masonry once again killed and injured a large number of Liao Town soldiers.
The car camp was filled with soldiers wailing in pain.
"Marquis Ping Liao asks you whether you will surrender or not!"
Zu Dashou's hoarse response was immediately heard in the car camp.
"I surrender! I surrender! I only ask for my servants to be spared and the people of Shenyang to be spared."
Senti snorted and quickly came to Pingliao Hou.
Liu Zhaosun's expression remained unchanged, looking indifferently at the ancestral family servants and remaining Liao soldiers who were filing out of the carriage camp exit.
Suddenly, Marquis Pingliao waved his hand violently, pointing the flag forward.
When Deng Changxiong saw Ping Liaohou's action, he immediately announced that all the servants of the ancestral family who had surrendered would be killed.
The sound of firecrackers crackled, and arrows rained down one after another. The pikemen who followed were like killing machines, one by one, applying wounds to the surviving servants.
The servants and guards who gathered around Zu Dale were quickly killed. When the last servant leader fell at Zu Dale's feet, he looked up at Liu Zhaosun.
"Liu Zhaosun, you thief, you thousand-killer, you..."
Liu Zhaosun, who was standing at the top of the city, waved his hand, and a group of suppressing soldiers immediately came forward. Several of them held Zu Dalue tightly, tied him with a rope, and blocked Zu Dalue's mouth with a piece of rag.
Liu Zhaosun glanced at Zu Dashou impatiently, then turned back to Yuan Chonghuan and said:
"Bring his family with you."
Half an hour later, Liu Zhaosun was stroking the wild goose feather sword and sitting in Zu Dalue's mansion. After taking Kang Yingqian to visit the mansion, his face became even more gloomy.
Kang Yingqian clicked his tongue and said in wonder:
"I used to think that Ding Bi's house in Tieling was a luxury before I went to the official position. Compared with my ancestral home, it was really insignificant."
Liu Zhaosun walked through a long corridor filled with calligraphy and paintings, picked one at random with the blade of his knife, and caught a glimpse of Dong Qichang's signature underneath.
"I have long said that if you are a military general, you should fight well. If you want to be arty, you should give up martial arts and follow literature, and study hard. If you don't fight well when you fight, and if you don't study well, you will end up like Zu Dale in the end."
Kang Yingqian nodded and smiled:
"What Marquis Ping Liao said is true, but the ancestral family's harm to western Liaoning is far more than just arty. When the Gaohuai River was in chaos, the ancestral family in Liaoyang originally had 47 large families, all with thousands of assets, but "the search for Huai has been "Exhausted", everything was ruined. The big households could not withstand it, and ordinary people could imagine it. So the people of Liaodong at that time sang, "Liao people have no brains, they all cut it out in the Huai River; Liao people have no marrow, they all drain it in the Huai River." "
Liu Zhaosun waved his hand and said:
"Collect all the antiques, register them, and let the Department of Industry and Commerce find a way to take Zu Dale over."
Zu Dale was kidnapped by Wu Hua Da and escorted to Liu Zhaosun. Liu Zhaosun looked up at this man and ordered the guards to remove the rag blocking his mouth.
Before Liu Zhaosun could speak, Zu Dalue cursed:
"Liu Zhaosun, you are a thief and a rebel by nature. When I saw you and Ding Bi fighting in Shenyang, I knew you would rebel sooner or later!"
Liu Zhaosun's expression remained unchanged and he asked Zu Dalue: "Where is Song Yingsheng now?"
Zu Dale suddenly laughed wildly:
"Ten days ago, he crossed the sea to Shandong with Eunuch Zeng, and must have arrived at Weihaiwei now. Liu Zhaosun, all the people you have in Shandong must die! And your woman!"
A lustful smile appeared on Zu Dale's face, and he struggled to look at Liu Zhaosun:
"Liu Zhaosun! Your woman will be sent to the Jiaofang Division by the factory boss and tortured! After her death, she will be thrown to the dogs. I heard that she is pregnant with your bastard. That would be better, one corpse and two lives... ···”
Liu Zhaosun looked at Zu Dalue coldly, as if looking at a dead person, and waved to the guard.
The male members of the ancestral family were immediately escorted up. Liu Zhaosun glanced at them and pointed at one of them, a young man in his twenties.
"This is Zu Dale's eldest son. Starting from him, kill the men one by one! Let Zu Dale watch."
The Zhenfu soldiers raised their sabers and violently chopped off the heads.
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