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Chapter 1250 Who is the "Saint"?

Teams of elite Tengshe Battalion infantry rushed through the deep trenches. They lined up very quickly, continuously firing muskets and roaring, forcing the panicked starving people to continue fleeing.

Soon, the right wing of the infantry led by Tang Xiancheng, deputy commander of the Tengshe Camp, caught up to about eighty steps outside the deep trench...

The shield soldiers quickly lowered their large shields to form a shield formation. The musketeers followed closely behind, mounting their muskets on the large shields. Behind them was a row of spearmen lined up waiting, thus forming a tight line of defense.

Behind them were more charioteers from the Tengshe Camp. None of them wore armor, but their red battle uniforms looked even more dazzling and eye-catching under the sunlight.

The behavior of these chariot soldiers was also quite puzzling at the time...

I saw that each group had three charioteers running forward quickly. Each of them held a shovel. They ran to 20 to 30 steps behind the front infantry line and started digging. Soon they built a series of simple gun positions.

One by one, the Portuguese cannons were placed in their positions, and the gunners quickly adjusted the firing angles. Next to each position were six sub-cannons, and next to each sub-cannon was a silk powder bag.

  Only the wealthy Yongyi Army would be willing to use silk to make medicine bags. Looking at the entire Ming Dynasty... and even the entire world, it is a unique existence!

Behind these Portuguese gun positions, there were also tiger squat cannons, mortars, and even many flying shells.

And out of the sight of the rebel army, teams of elite cavalrymen in helmets and armor galloped out of the camp gate, drove their horses over the long wooden boards, quickly passed through the deep trenches, and then turned their horses around and galloped north in three columns.

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Xiao Yunshan witnessed the changes on the battlefield ahead and was stunned for a moment. His face was full of suspicion, and he muttered to himself: "If you are not a coward, why are you rushing out again?"

Seeing that the hungry people in front of him were rushing back like crazy, and that the one thousand soldiers who were supervising the battle were unable to stop them, he naturally would not allow this group of hungry people to attack his formation.

At that moment, Xiao Yunshan shouted angrily: "Pass the order, form a formation."

Soon, thousands of soldiers from the left camp of the "Shan Ziying" formed a square formation. A shield wall was erected in the front row, and shining spear heads appeared from the gaps between them, looking particularly eye-catching under the sunlight.

"Archers, get ready."

Xiao Yunshan shouted with a grim expression: "Bows and arrows, shoot!"

Although it was not as shocking as the volleys of the Yongyi Army, hundreds of arrows flew out in the blink of an eye, and the "whoosh" sound was endless, which was also very majestic.

Even though the Shan Camp was not a top-notch force among the Chuang Army, it was still quite good. With its good training, it was not much weaker than the personal troops led by the generals in the Chuang Army.

The one thousand soldiers in front who were disrupted by the hungry civilians did not turn around and run back like them. After all, they had been trained and fought in battles. Seeing that they could not stop the hungry civilians from charging back, they tried their best to guide the hungry civilians behind them to retreat to the left and right wings to avoid attacking their own rear army formation.

This shows that the "Mountain Camp"'s daily training skills are fully utilized in such critical moments! However, those servants who are running around like headless flies are in a miserable state. They are already naked, and how can they resist the rain of arrows from the rear with their flesh and blood...

He had just escaped from the sharp bullets of the Tengshe Camp musketeers, but now he was killed by his own people's arrows.

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Cannon fodder never has the right to choose to live!

It's not that they don't deserve it, but they were born in troubled times and their lives are like duckweed. They can only allow others to attack them with knives and axes, and they don't even have the ability to resist. What choice do they have?

  If you want to change, you have to wait for the "saint to be born"!

But who is the saint who can end this chaotic world?

I'm afraid only God knows who the saint who can end the troubled times is.

Perhaps it was the "Li Chuangwang" that the people of Zhongzhou madly followed, the Li Chuangwang who distributed land equally and exempted the people from paying taxes for three years, who was indeed a savior that people could pray for, but was he really the "saint sent from heaven"?

  Perhaps the almighty Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Empire can also be counted as one. After all, ever since he succeeded to the throne, he has been regarded as a holy monarch by court officials and the Donglin Party!

But in the eyes of the Later Jin and the Mongols, their Heavenly Khan "Huang Taiji" was the real saint, a sage who led them to end their suffering, rule the Central Plains, and occupy the beautiful land of the Ming Dynasty!

However, in the hearts of the soldiers and civilians of Xuanfu Town, in the eyes of tens of thousands of passionate warriors of the Yongyi Army, and in the hearts of the civil and military officials who followed Earl Yongning, only Earl Yongning Zhang Cheng was the true saint, the star from the sky who came to earth to save the world.

The general trend of the world is that things that are together for a long time will eventually separate, and things that are separated for a long time will eventually come together. No matter who is the winner in the end, and no matter who will have the last laugh, there will always be someone who will end the chaotic times and create another prosperous era.

  He is the "saint" who came from heaven!

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At this moment, even the shield soldiers of the Shanzi Camp in the front row looked at the miserable scene in front of them. Some of them looked indifferent, some looked desolate, and some even had a flash of fear in their eyes...

It was indeed too tragic. Within dozens of steps in front of the Shanzi Camp's formation, there were slaves and hungry people lying on the ground, struggling and wailing. Their faces and bodies were covered in blood, and even the area around their bodies had turned dark red.

Human blood and sand mixed together to form a bloody mud. Those servants who were shot by arrows and fell to the ground kept struggling to crawl in the bloody mud. Many servants who were not shot by arrows also slipped to the ground and could not even get up for a while.

Everyone's face was filled with fear...

At this moment, even the spearmen behind the shield soldiers could see the tragic scene in front of them. The creatures struggling and crawling in the pools of blood and mud looked as hideous and terrifying as evil spirits.

  Their faces were almost deformed, and they climbed on top of each other, but could not move even a step in the blood mud. Coupled with their tragic wails and screams, they really looked like evil spirits being punished in the eighteen levels of the Avici Hell!

Among the soldiers of the Shan Camp in the front row, some kind-hearted people were already crying secretly. Even their hands holding up their shields began to tremble, and many of the spear tips sticking out from the gaps in the shields were also shaking.

Xiao Yunshan was still as cold as ice. There was no trace of pity on his face. He even looked a little scary.

Looking at the hungry people struggling in the blood and mud ahead, Xiao Yunshan felt much more at ease, without any worries of being charged by the people, nor seeing any government troops behind them!