In the offensive formation of Houjin, an archer in light armor quickly roamed the ranks, they held longbows, arrows on the bowstring, looking at the Ming army in front of them, just waiting to get close to the other side and start shooting.

At this moment, another burst of shouts rang out.

"Heavy Shield...... ......"

"Whoa......

With the shouts of the officers, rows of heavy shields were suddenly erected in front of the phalanx of the Ming army, these heavy shields made of stainless steel were one person high, the height thickness reached five millimeters, and each shield weighed more than fifty catties.

The heavy shield hand is a unique class of the Jiangning Army, the task of this class is not only defense but also defense, what they have to do is to use the heavy shield in their hands to protect the fire gun behind them, so that they can concentrate on killing the enemy calmly.

To tell the truth, when Yang Feng decided to set up the heavy shield army, there were many people who opposed it, and many officers questioned the role of this army, believing that these people could neither charge with the army nor kill the enemy, and there was no use at all except wasting food, and there had never been such a branch of the army since ancient times.

However, under Yang Feng's strength, this class of troops was still established, Yang Feng believes that when a firecracker stands in place and raises his gun to aim, if there is a heavy shield in front of him, this is a very huge effect on the firecrackers both physically and psychologically, at least the vast majority of firecrackers can calmly aim at the enemy and shoot, after all, not everyone can face the charge of thousands of troops and horses without changing their faces.

Yang Feng looked at the rolling Houjin soldiers, his face tightened, but he didn't give the order to fire for a long time, the atmosphere became more and more tense, until the enemy entered a distance of about ninety meters, he said lightly: "You can fire!" ”

"Beep beep ......"

A trumpeter beside Yang Feng raised a sharp whistle and put it in his mouth, blowing it with all his strength, and a sharp voice immediately resounded in the sky.

In the front three phalanxes, three hundred households standing behind the heavy shield held their long knives diagonally and shouted with all their might: "Shoot!" ”

A deafening roar rang out, and the two hundred and forty musketeers at the front of the three phalanxes pulled the trigger at the same time. A line of scorching firelight flashed in front of the phalanx, and thick smoke rose at the same time.

The back golden tartar that rushed to the front fell as if it had been blown by a hurricane. Because the Houjin Tartars thought that the artillery of the Ming army could no longer fire, and those guns of the Ming army had always been known for their poor quality and easy to explode, so the entire Houjin had a general disdain for the guns of the Ming army, but today they finally tasted the bitterness.

Most of the people who launched the charge today were some auxiliaries and coats, and nearly half of them were not armoured, and even those who passed on the armor were generally only some cotton armor, not to mention those archers. As the gunshots rang out, more than a hundred of the Tartars who rushed to the front fell in an instant. Clouds of blood came out of these people's bodies, and they rolled to the ground screaming in a terrible voice. Because the penetration of lead bullet is very poor, and the stop ability of lead itself is very strong, but because of this, they are also more destructive to people, those Tartars are extremely painful after being shot into the body by lead bullets, and the internal organs in their bodies are completely deformed after being shot, and all of them are smashed by lead bullets that have been completely deformed, not to mention the backward medical conditions of this era, even in later generations, they can only stare dryly.

It is especially worth mentioning here that those Tartars holding rattan cards, according to their experience, it is difficult for the Ming army's firearms to penetrate the rattan cards in their hands, but it is this experience that has harmed them today. The firearm equipped by the Jiangning Army is an imitation of the "Brown Bes" flintlock pistol of the British in another time and space, and the British have ravaged most of the world with this rifle, and some British troops still use it until the Opium War, which is enough to show that this rifle is a very mature weapon, and its power is naturally beyond doubt.

A 0.75-inch caliber lead bullet mercilessly smashed these rattan cards that were tartarily hoped for, although the lead bullet after passing through the rattan card has been seriously deformed, but still mercilessly hit the auxiliary soldiers behind the rattan card, all kinds of strange lead bullets hit those auxiliary soldiers and some even hit a blood hole the size of a baby's fist, although the lead bullet did not penetrate their bodies, but all the impact of the lead bullet was borne by them, which also caused their bones and internal organs to be shattered.

One by one, the bulleted auxiliaries fell to their knees or lay on the ground, spitting blood and moaning loudly, these people would definitely not survive.

Yang Feng clearly saw from the telescope that a person wearing three layers of heavy armor and holding a shield was hit in his right chest by lead bullet after the shield was shattered, and the lead bullet hit his right chest, and the whole person was hit by a huge impact and flew out, although the lead bullet did not penetrate his armor, but after all, all the impact was borne by him, which also caused his whole person to be knocked away.

"Keep firing, you can't stop!"

"Second row...... Advance! ”

Although the first round of firing was very effective, the musketeers of the first platoon did not have time to observe their results, and they methodically retreated to the position of the fifth platoon behind, and then the sergeants of the second platoon immediately stood in their positions and raised their muskets under the order of Hyakuno.

"Fire!"

"Bang ......"

Another layer of Tartar soldiers fell, and Dai Shan and Amin stood on the mountain, and at the height they were, they could clearly see puffs of white smoke rising from time to time in front of the Ming army. The sound of popping beans rang out for a while, and I saw that the Houjin soldiers were knocked to the ground one by one, and I could see it clearly.

The platoon guns rang out one after another, and Houjin's auxiliaries and coats fell one by one, and when the five platoons of firearms in the phalanx had finished a round, the dense corpses and wounded had already fallen sixty meters in front of them, and the mournful shouts and screams resounded throughout the position.

A large hole in the stomach of one of the auxiliaries was opened by lead bullets, and blue-gray intestines flowed out of it, and he crawled on the ground with difficulty while wailing in pain, leaving a long blue-gray intestine and blood all over the ground behind him, and he generally grabbed the hand of a companion, and pleaded bitterly: "Help me...... Please save me! ”

The one who grabbed the hand was a Jurchen infantry who was responsible for supervising the battle, this was urging the auxiliary soldiers and the infantry armor who was wrapped in clothes to charge coldly was grabbed by the left hand and was startled, when he saw that it was a lowly auxiliary soldier, he was angry and pushed the auxiliary soldier to the ground and scolded viciously: "Get out, cheap guy, don't block the way of the uncle, otherwise the master will kill you." ”

The wounded soldier who was pushed to the ground endured the pain and continued to climb a few steps, hugged his calf and begged, "Help me...... I don't want to die! ”

"Let it go!" The infantry soldier was angry, and he pulled hard a few times but did not tear it open, and for a while, he was angry and waved the tiger head knife in his hand and slashed down.

"Cheap Nikan, go and die!"

In the flash of blood, a huge head fell to the ground and rolled far away, and the headless auxiliary soldier let go of his hands.

After cutting off the head of this auxiliary soldier, the infantry soldier glanced at the surrounding auxiliary soldiers and Bao Yi with red eyes, and shouted angrily: "See, this is the end of disturbing the morale of the army, you all continue to rush me!" ”

"Smack!"

As soon as the infantry armor finished speaking, a lead bullet hit him in the chest, and the infantry soldier wearing two layers of heavy armor and holding a long-handled tiger tooth knife in his hand immediately rolled to the ground, and a huge blood hole appeared in his chest, and the heavy tiger head knife had already fallen to the ground, and he lay on the ground with his eyes wide open.

He struggled for a while, his eyes wide open as he looked at the auxiliaries and coats passing by him, his hands stretched forward hard, and his mouth squirmed as if he was pleading, but none of the auxiliaries and coats around him paid attention to him, at most they glanced at him and passed by him without stopping.

In the end, he opened his eyes wide and glared at the sky, and muttered in Manchu: "Help me......"

This infantry armor died like that, and many others died with him, including Houjin's infantry soldiers, auxiliaries, coats, miscellaneous servants, and so on.

When the first five rows of musketeers in the front of the phalanx had finished the first round, the number of Houjin Tartars who had fallen in front of the formation had already paved the road ahead, and there were at least a thousand people densely packed with them.

But despite such heavy casualties, the infantry soldiers with blue flags who supervised the battle did not show the slightest mercy, and they still waved the weapons in their hands to drive the people around them to continue to rush forward. It's not that they aren't afraid, but in their hearts, they have never regarded these auxiliaries and clothed soldiers as human beings, in the eyes of those Jurchens, these clothed minions are as many as they want, and the minions are gone, and then they can be arrested, as long as the dead are not noble Jurchens, what else does it matter to them.

It's just that the huge casualties also made Dai Shan, who was watching the battle behind, jump in his eyelids, although it was not the Jurchens who died, but these were all auxiliary soldiers and coats of the Red Banner, Amin really didn't use bean bags as dry food.

What is the fact that the boy sells Ye Tian and does not feel pain? It's about people like Amin, although from the clairvoyant mirror, he can clearly see that the people who fell in the gunfire of the Ming army in front of him are one by one, but the trumpeter next to Amin is still blowing the horn vigorously urging the team to launch wave after wave of attacks like the waves, but he regrets that those Ming troops are like hard reefs, no matter how fierce the waves are, they have firmly stood in place and remained motionless.

Seeing that even Amin had some heart palpitations at the end, he couldn't help but murmur: "His grandmother's, I didn't expect these Ming dogs to be so sharp in addition to their powerful artillery." ”

"Second Belle, our casualties are too great, let's let them retreat and rest!" Gushan Ezhen Enteheng on the side really couldn't stand it, and couldn't help but plead.

"Shut up!" Amin pointed to the front with a cold face and scolded: "We have killed and injured so many people, and we are about to attack the front, you actually let them retreat, didn't the warriors who died in front die in vain?" Pass my orders and let them continue to attack, and I don't believe that I can't rush in front of those Ming troops. ”

"Two Baylor!"

"Shut up!"

Amin pointed directly at Enteheng's nose and shouted: "I said before, I will command, and you have to listen to me, understand?" ”

"I ......" What else can Enteheng say, the other party is one of the four major Baylors, he is just a Beizi, he can only keep his mouth shut.

"Second Belle, big Belle, look, rush up, our people are about to rush up."

At this moment, Actun on the side pointed to the front and shouted excitedly, and after paying the price of more than a thousand people, the Houjin Tartar finally rushed to a place fifty steps away from the Ming army's formation. At this time, the archers who had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time also opened their figure-eight feet, squatted and strutted to pull out the longbow in their hands, and one after another heavy armor-piercing arrows shot out, this kind of Jurchen customary arrows are not only long but also very heavy, and even heavy armor can shoot through at a distance of fifty paces.

The next moment, hundreds of arrows pierced the sky and landed in the phalanx at a parabolic angle. It stands to reason that the heavy shield erected in front can effectively protect the musketeers, but the Jurchen archers shot their arrows at a tricky angle, and those arrows that fell in a parabolic line crossed the heavy shield and hit many of the musketeers who lined up to reload ammunition in the back.

Standing on the far left of the firecracker is the original Jiangdong Gate Qianhu Gou Xingma, although he is wearing the same plate armor as the firecrackers, but the small blue flag inserted behind him on behalf of the hundred households is too eye-catching, it is that at the beginning there were three arrows shot at him, he was caught off guard by three arrows at the same time, two shot him in the chest, the other shot his helmet and bounced off, and the two arrows that hit his chest were blocked, But even so, he was hit by three arrows at the same time, and he was hit by the huge impact and fell to the ground.

However, some of the musketeers were not so lucky, and one of the musketeers standing next to the horse was shot in the face by an arrow, and he was shot backwards, and the firecracker in his hand was thrown into the sky.

I have to say that the Jurchen people's bows and arrows are shot ruthlessly and accurately, not only full of strength but also specifically shooting people's faces, eyes and necks, although the Jiangning army is wearing plate armor, but the protection of the face door and neck is still not enough, it is because under this round of arrow rain, there are still more than a dozen firecrackers were shot, and for a while, the firearms phalanx couldn't help but be a little chaotic.

Seeing this situation, Gou Xingma, who got up from the ground in some embarrassment, shouted loudly: "The firecracker and the heavy shield hand are all out of the way...... Get out of the way ......"