"Kill the dog!"

Although it is the flag of the Han army, although the blood of the Han people flows in the blood, these so-called Han people still rely on themselves as banner people, more than ten years ago, they once shouted the call sign of "kill all the Ming dogs" and killed all the way. And now, although the title has changed, the killing in the call sign has not changed.

"Prepare the firecrackers!"

Listening to the madman-like shouts of those Eight Banner soldiers, Zhu Mingzhong, who was originally enthusiastic, calmed down, pointed the steel knife in his hand forward, and took the lead in rushing towards the Qing army that was pressing towards him.

"Put!"

A row of gunfire rang out in the center of the phalanx, and the Qing army killed from both wings suddenly fell down, and the enlarged bird gun could not only break the armor, but also improve the damage to the human body, and after the projectile weighing more than six dollars penetrated the iron armor, the deformed and twisted iron armor easily tore apart the body of the Qing army, and rolled in its chest like a knife.

"Kill the dog!"

Although a group of Qing soldiers fell, those Qing troops did not flinch in the slightest, and they still pressed towards the phalanx of the loyal army.

At this time, more than 13,000 officers and soldiers of the loyal and righteous army formed a somewhat huge hollow phalanx, and they were surrounded by as many as 30,000 Qing soldiers, and the Qing army launched wave after wave of attacks from all directions.

"Kill!"

"Kill the dog!"

In the smoke of gunpowder, bursts of shouts burst out from the mouths of both sides, at this moment, neither side retreated, for the Qing army, who felt that they had touched the fruits of victory, they knew that they only needed to increase their strength to defeat this fierce enemy they had never encountered.

And for the more than 10,000 brothers in the Loyal Army, they knew they had no way back!

Or raw! Die or die!

Other than that, there is no other choice!

"Kill!"

Again, with that shout, the heavy knife of the chopping horse once again blocked the sun, and fell again, at the moment when the heavy knife fell, the Qing troops who rushed up were all cut off shins and broken strands, and even in front of the officers and soldiers of the loyalty, a wall of flesh was formed, which was the corpse of the two armies and the blood wall formed by the broken arm.

Iron walls are towering, flesh and blood are blurred!

The armor of the warriors was already covered with blood beads, although the high-intensity battle had exhausted their bodies, but none of them said goodbye, they had already put life and death on the line, and on the blood-stained faces, flashing with resolute determination.

"Kill!"

The roar that resounded in the sky echoed on the battlefield, and the loyal officers and soldiers of the rear army who protected the artillery and the battalion of their own army all looked at the battlefield with tears in their eyes, looking at the brothers who were surrounded by the Qing army.

After the attack of the heavy armor, there was still an artillery corps in the rear, as well as two battalions of pikemen and two battalions of birdmen.

What to do?

Looking at the brothers who were surrounded on the battlefield, everyone clenched the seven-foot spear in their hands, what now?

In the end, everyone's eyes were on Zhang Xiaojie, who was the commander of the rear army sent temporarily. The four battalions of the rear army all obeyed his orders.

"Commander Zhang, you immediately send troops to save the marshal, if you don't send troops again, it will be too late!"

Li Wenbai, who was pale, looked at Zhang Xiaojie and shouted, the tragedy on the battlefield was far beyond his imagination, and the cloud of blood mist when the two armies clashed subverted his perception of the battlefield.

"Commander Zhang, give the order!"

"Give the order!"

Although the more than 10,000 brothers who remained in the camp had no armor, their eyes were very determined, and the atrocities of the Qing army dispelled the fear in their hearts, and the brotherhood in the army made it impossible for them to sit idly by and watch the brothers fall into a siege.

Although the artillery team continued to fire at the Qing army, trying to reduce the pressure on the brothers on the battlefield, the artillery of the artillery team was only an auxiliary after all. If you want to save the brothers, they have to kill them.

"Everyone, listen to me!"

Zhang Xiaojie swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then pulled out his waist knife, and he stretched forward.

"Pikemen, array! Forward! ”

Then, he took the lead and killed on the battlefield.

The rear army moved!

When Zhang Xiaojie led the rear army of the fourth battalion to attack, Dasu, who was still a little nervous, finally breathed a sigh of relief, the reason why he did not attack the rear army of the loyal and righteous army from beginning to end, and did not even send cavalry to attack and disturb, was to let the other party move first.

Win!

There is no suspense anymore!

When 5,000 pikemen and 5,000 bird guns line up to attack, the spears are tilted, and the spears are like a forest, which looks like a mighty phalanx, but in fact it is the biggest weakness of the loyal army, the pikemen have no armor, and although the bird guns used by the bird guns are all natural firebird guns, the guns are effective but they can't improve the three-money bird guns, and the power of the three-money bird guns is limited, so that they can only penetrate the armor of the Qing army at close range.

Now, the last force of the Loyal Army on the battlefield has been thrown into the battlefield!

At noon on this day, the battle finally came to an end.

When the cavalry of the Qing army tried to block them from the flanks, the musketeers pulled the trigger one after another, and in the bursts of guns, the horses that were shot kept falling to the ground or galloping from side to side because of the pain.

Under the cover of 5,000 musketeers, the pikemen finally approached the enemy, and before approaching the enemy, as in the past, the pikemen in the rear row first threw out a burst of grenades, and in the smoke of the explosion of the grenades, the two armies finally collided.

However, the spears in their hands stabbed on the cotton armor of the Qing army, and could only pierce the cotton cloth on the surface, but the head of the spear was blocked by the iron sheet behind the cloth. In contrast, as long as the weapons in the hands of the Qing soldiers were waved, they could set off a bloody light among the pikemen. But even so, these pikemen did not retreat, they continued to attack, they would continue to use all their strength, with sudden stabs, trying to pierce the opponent's armor.

Although there were many Qing soldiers in armor in front of them, the quenched steel spear head could sometimes still pierce the armor and the chest of the Qing army through the gaps in the cotton armor when they were stabbing hard.

"Kill!"

A roar of rage came from the throats of the pikemen, and as they tried their best to assassinate, the bird-gunned soldiers continued to shoot at the Qing army, and if they were close, the gunners in the front row would stab forward with the firearms equipped with bayonets in their hands.

On this battlefield, almost half of the Qing army was attracted by the phalanx composed of these pikemen and bird guns. There was no time to take care of anything else, so the brothers who were surrounded breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhu Mingzhong, who seized the opportunity, took the opportunity to add the brothers in the back row to the front row to replace the brothers who were exhausted in the front.