Guan Zheng finally realized the difficulty of Chen Zongqi's combat mission in the early years with friendly troops, and even Guan Baihu felt ten times more painful than Chen Zongqi in this regard.

The purpose of the bird gun was to stop the pursuers behind, and at the same time to give the Great Flint the opportunity to reorganize the army and withdraw from the camp in an orderly manner.

The Great Flint was only half done.

Seeing that three waves of birds repelled the Huron front army that was surging like a wave, and hundreds of corpses fell in front of the camp, the Great Flint did regroup, but he gathered more than four hundred Mohawk warriors and rushed forward with a roar.

Even the banner army with Rang Guan Zheng also released a few formations on the spot with an ultra-long range...... To tell the truth, since they threw themselves into the Beiyang and got the bird gun, they didn't think about releasing the gun sixty steps away, but they just asked the big flint to do it.

The effect is not bad, although it is not as good as within thirty steps, even if you can feel that the lead pellets are flying with the naked eye, but it can't stand the Huron people's dense formation.

Don't look at the big flint there are only more than 400 people, many of them are still wounded, but the momentum of rushing out is enough, and the spears are thrown out at the first charge, hundreds of Mohawk warriors carrying hunting spears and stone axes rushed to the front, and the stone arrows flew into the enemy formation from their heads, and they were so frightened that they spread out the Huron army formation of thousands and retreated twenty or thirty steps.

Just having a lot of people but a loose organization is useless most of the time.

Seeing that the people in front of them were shot over by the bird's guns, and the Mohawks killed them again, the people in front were afraid of the bird's guns and wanted to get out of range, but the people behind didn't know what was going on - they only knew that the front was retreating.

Twenty or thirty paces in front of him would have been a tidal wave, and by the end of the men had withdrawn fifty or sixty paces, and if it had not been for the fact that the chieftains of each of the small phalanxes of the Huron had room to retreat in the middle, their line would have collapsed.

The morale and will to fight on both sides were different, and for Guan Zheng and Da Suishi, it was an encounter in the field, and they were ready to retreat and give up the camp; But for the Hurons' war leader, the chieftain Mad Bear, it was a siege battle.

You see, the Iroquois camp is surrounded by half-man-high 'stone walls' with dark green 'longhouses' inside the stone walls, and it is expected to be a tough battle for Mad Bear, and it is not surprising that the enemy will rush out, and it is very dangerous.

Just like the Central Plains battle, when attacking the city, you will definitely not press all the troops first, but you must try to attack to see the strength and strength of the defenders and the will to fight; If you want to meet in the wilderness, the situation will be different.

The Great Flint rushed bravely, but there was still a little bit of a count in his heart, and after only a moment of formation between the two sides, he took the steps of the Huron retreat, and after a short exchange, he retreated under the cover of his own arrows.

Right now, he was carrying a long-handled stone axe at the gate of the camp and repeatedly jumping at the army of thousands of Hurons.

Anyway, in the eyes of Guan Zheng, who was slowly retreating, it didn't seem very smart to do such a move without the cover of the Bird Gun team.

The mad performance of the big flint did not affect the Hulan on the left flank of the camp to break through to the west, and their own infantry marched out of the camp under the guidance of the horse team, approached the enemy fifty or sixty paces under the rain of arrows, and released two small flag arrows before the enemy charged, and took advantage of the rocket to explode in the hinterland of the enemy formation, holding the spear in a formation and suddenly shaking up.

The horse team galloped from both flanks with bows and easily defeated the four small phalanxes of the Hurons.

This side has just been killed by Hulan through the formation, and it is not easy to regather the number one hundred and ten people, the formation has not yet been formed, and the bird team of Guan Zheng has been encountered, only a row of guns has been released, and there are few living people in front of him, so that the big flint who plans to show his skills again will be left alone.

He was stunned, and on the other side, the chieftain of the Huron Alliance, Mad Bear, was directly defeated.

The sturdy 'walls' toppled down, and the cloth made of stone was held up by a few branches of equal length, as did the sturdy 'longhouse', which was all thick cloth, but the booty of wood, food, pots and pans, and wooden carts left behind in the camp comforted his heart a little.

This time, Mad Bear led his troops to the aid of the Iroquois invasion to the west of the Alliance, and the Xiong clan and the pursuing troops of the villages converged with 4,300 troops, which was almost unimaginable when the two alliances in the north and south of the Great Lakes were not engaged in a full-scale war.

Four thousand three hundred against one thousand six hundred, they should have been defeated and captured with absolute superiority, and even more than seven hundred prisoners could be recruited, so that after half a year of punitive labor, they should have been able to gather five thousand troops and form an absolute advantage over the Iroquois Alliance.

But the reality is quite the opposite.

A useless camp that captured this fart in front of him, except for some iron pots and two-wheeled carts, the Huron people gained nothing, the Chinese army paid more than three centurion casualties, and the right flank of four centuriens was directly defeated.

Only about two dozen Mohawk captives were captured.

Not to mention the chieftain Mad Bear, who was wearing Mongolian-style iron armor and tying the wrong rope, causing his right shoulder armor to cover his abdomen, sat on a two-wheeled wooden cart, and how irritable he was.

Twelve hundred-men went under his orders to pursue the left flank of the camp, and by this time he no longer wanted to fight the Iroquois army, but only let his men drive the enemy, and repeatedly told the leader of the army not to leave the vicinity of the camp, so that he could find out the situation and come to the aid in time—he had to consider his own way of retreat.

Before he could think of a way out, the troops who were collecting the spoils in the camp heard the sound of shouting and killing from the west, and Guan Zheng and the others led a complete army of spears and spears and banners to send out a four-way horizontal formation, and the horizontal surface of the army formation was wider than their twelve hundred-man army formation, and the tired Mohawk warriors were killed from the birch forest in a mighty manner.

In the smoke of gunpowder, hundreds of cavalry from their flanks rode their horses and galloped diagonally from the edge of the battlefield towards their northern fields.

This time, the horsemen's bows and arrows were all in their pockets, and some of them held their spears and some slapped their horses and danced their knives, cutting off their retreat with a disturbing sound of fear.

Seeing that the twelve hundred-man detachments that had been sent to the west to carry out the expulsion could not even wait for reinforcements and were slaughtered by the birds, Mad Bear was about to reorganize his army and hold the camp, when suddenly his ears heard an unusual 'snort' sound in the noise, which no one would have cared about in this environment, but it lasted for a long time and was too close.

Frowning and looking around, he soon found a very short wooden pipe sticking out from under a birch tree, and a rapidly burning black line protruded from the hollow of the wooden pipe, and the end of the black line was the opposite side of the tree that had been cut out.

Mad Bear didn't have time to think about what it was, the battle on the front line was urgent, and the defeated clan warriors had already rushed their own army out of the gap, which usually meant that they were dead, because the enemy army would follow the gap.

But the Ming army did not.

While advancing steadily at a cold pace, the four-way horizontal team continued to release a row of guns, and in the alternating smoke of gunpowder, panicked tribal warriors fell in pieces with their backs to them.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang behind the mad bear, followed by the terrifying sound of trees breaking, and while the towering birch trees slowly fell, more explosions appeared in various parts of the camp, followed by the earth blasting open one after another, and the extremely long giant trees fell to the ground with a bang, and the flying debris exploded in the smoke and dust rising from the camp.

Rotting leaves fly in the blood mist.

The chaotic scene made the mad bear bloodline of the six gods and no master rush to his mind, and he felt that the world was spinning.

And in the midst of this whirlwind, the horses galloping across the field crossed the low wall with their spears and stomped and killed.