It wasn't until the Xingtian army formation approached the distance of a hundred paces from the Tartar team formation that Liu Yaoben raised his hand into a fist in the army, and the herald immediately shouted: "All of them, stand up!" ”

The marching drum drummer struck two reinforcements on the drum, and the drum beat stopped abruptly, and more than a thousand members of the Xingtian army who were armed to the teeth also stopped at the same time in an instant, and when they stood still, they fell heavily at the same time, and there was a bang in unison.

Liu Yaoben coldly glanced at the formation of the Tartar soldiers on the opposite side, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, although he had to admit that the Tartar soldiers were the strongest soldiers he had ever seen, and the other party's performance was quite good, but compared with the generals of the Iron Bone Battalion under his command, even the scum was not counted, so he was very confident that he could easily defeat the enemy army blocking the way, so he didn't say anything, and ordered in a deep voice: "The firecrackers are out of line, shoot alternately and advance, and the knife and card hands come forward to cover!" Defeat them for me! ”

The herald received the order loudly, shouted and conveyed the order, and a team of sword players immediately responded to the order, and rushed out of the formation to the front of the formation, and a large number of firecrackers also immediately lined up, quickly lined up behind the knife players.

The knife player slammed his shield in front of him, pressed his shoulder against the shield, and shouted in a deep voice, "Kill!" ”

The firecrackers quickly lined up in three columns behind the sword players, each column had a hundred firecrackers, the three columns were just three hundred, and there were also one hundred and fifty firecrackers left on both sides of the team, covering the left and right sides of the formation, as for the people behind the Xingtian Army, so they didn't need to leave the firecrackers behind, and nearly half of the firepower was concentrated in front of the team.

"Get ready to shoot on the go! Bow down the shoulder! The officer in charge of commanding the musketeers roared.

Hearing only a loud bang, the three hundred firecrackers took off the self-generated firearms on their shoulders with a brush, raised their left hand high on the body, and held the shoulder rest tightly with their right hand, and pulled off the bracket with a click, and put their index finger on the retainer of the trigger.

"Start...... Walk! The officer ordered sharply after seeing that the musketeers had completed their preparations.

After the stopped formation completed the transformation, when even even resumed marching again, with the sword and shield in front, the large formation once again pushed flat.

The atmosphere between the two armies suddenly became tense and even depressed, and all the Tartar soldiers began to get nervous, silently calculating the distance between the Xingtian Army and them one by one.

The distance between the two armies was gradually shortened under the advance of the Iron Bone Battalion, and when they entered the seventy paces, the Tartars were a little unbreathable, because they had never seen this kind of attack, if it was the Ming army, I am afraid that at this time they would have already cracked and put up the bird guns, but these enemies never changed their movements, just holding their "bird guns" and continuing to advance towards them step by step, and there seemed to be no posture to stop.

There is no doubt that the Tartars are good at shooting, they are not only good at shooting, but also like to use heavy arrows with strong armor-piercing, which are much heavier than the arrows used by the general Ming army, but at the same time affect their range.

Fifty paces should be the farthest effective distance for their bows, but the Xingtian Army didn't seem to know and continued to push forward.

That Jia Lazhangjing saw that the Xingtian Army had entered the seventy paces distance, and he didn't seem to have the idea of stopping advancing, so he was really suppressed by the murderous aura of the Xingtian Army, and he didn't dare to wait any longer, and shouted: "Release the arrow"

A large number of Tartar archers immediately struggled to hook the bowstring with the wrench on their thumbs, squeaked their bows open, raised their left arms up into the air, and then began to release their thumbs, only to hear the whoosh...... The sound of a bowstring sounded among the Tartar soldiers, and hundreds of sharp arrows immediately shot out, and they all fell towards the large array of the Xingtian Army.

It was at this time that the commander at the forefront of the Iron Bone Battalion shouted: "Stand! ”

The whole phalanx immediately stopped, and the sword players squatted down together, held up their shields, and formed a shield wall in front of the queue, just exposing the upper bodies of the firecrackers.

Hundreds of Tartar bows and arrows were sprinkled down one after another, and most of the arrows were sprinkled in front of the Xingtian Army, almost sticking to the shield of the sword player on the hard ground, and some arrows were scattered into the Xingtian Army's formation, and they were nailed to the Xingtian Army's generals.

The soldiers of the Xingtian Army didn't seem to see these falling arrows, and their bodies stood in the formation without moving, at most they lowered their heads and used their helmets to block the stray arrows that shot at them, so as to avoid being lost and directly shot in the face to cause great damage, as for the other stray arrows, they fell on their bodies, because the military order of the Xingtian Army is so, they are not allowed to dodge in the battle and disrupt the formation, although it seems a little stupid, but this point is very important for the operation of the Xingtian Army, everyone who joins the army, They have to go through the rigorous training of this level, and now everyone has gone deep into the bone marrow and instinctively obeys orders.

But after all, the distance is more than sixty steps away, and when these arrows fall, they are already at the end of the crossbow, although they are shot at the bodies of the Xingtian soldiers, but they can't do much damage to the Xingtian army, this time when they go out to fight, each soldier is equipped with excellent armor, even if these losses fall on the armor, they can no longer exert their power, at most, they can shoot into the body from the gaps in the armor, but they can't go too deep.

Only a few unlucky soldiers were hit by arrows, and they fell down with a muffled snort, but as long as they were not seriously injured, they would soon be treated by the battalion medical guards, and most of them could not die, and the rest of the arrows either hung on the armor of the Xingtian soldiers, or simply fell to the ground with all their strength.

Looking at this result, the Tartar soldiers all felt discouraged, they would actually release their arrows in advance because they couldn't hold their breath, but this round of firing basically did not cause any damage to the enemy, which made their morale suffer a lot of damage.

But before they could prepare for the second round of launches, the first row of firecrackers of the Xingtian Army had already indifferently lowered their self-generated firecrackers and aimed them at the Tartars opposite them.

Sixty steps if it is replaced by the bird gun used in the Ming army, for the Tartar soldiers in armor, there is basically not much threat, hit on the cotton armor, it is difficult to penetrate the cotton armor of the Tartar soldiers, at most it can kill and injure some unarmored Tartar followers or auxiliaries, seeing that the enemy has flattened the mouth at this distance, the Tartar soldiers also want to breathe a sigh of relief, after all, they still have shield-holding armor in front of them to cover these guns, for them, it should not be a big threat.

But this time they were wrong again, and after hearing the sound of a popping bean, the shield-wielding infantry soldiers in the front line suddenly screamed, and one by one they fell to the ground on their backs or forwards.

At this time, the Tartar soldiers were horrified to find that what they had just thought was too wrong, the "bird guns" in the hands of the enemy on the opposite side were not as bad as they thought at all, but the bullets shot out were all powerful, and at a distance of sixty paces, they actually pierced the skin wooden shield in their hands at once, and these bullets that penetrated the wooden shield continued to castrate and directly hit the Tartar soldiers behind the shield, and actually tore off their armor and entered their bodies, no matter how fierce they were, But it was still flesh and blood, and there was nothing to do but scream and fall.

I saw that it was just a salvo of fire, and the shield wall in front of the Tartar queue, which was quite neat, suddenly became the old woman's gums, and there were gaps everywhere, such a dense formation, and it didn't even need the firecrackers of the Xingtian Army to aim too seriously, so it almost didn't miss the bullet, when even twenty or thirty Tartar infantry soldiers were knocked to the ground.

"On the second row! Aim...... Fire! The officer glanced at the salvo of the first row of musketeers, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly in satisfaction, but immediately began to give new orders.

The gunners who had fired did not look at the effect of their shots at all, and immediately began to reload on the spot, taking out the paper shells in the leather box on their waists, biting open the wax paper of the package, and quickly loading the gunpowder and projectiles into the guns......

Just after the first row of musketeers fired, the second row of musketeers who had already been loaded immediately crossed them, walked in front of them and raised their muskets, the sound of firecrackers had been connected at this time, and the musketeers were divided into three rows and took turns to advance forward, and the rows of gunners were hit at the opposite Tartars, and in the formation of the Tartars, more Tartars screamed suddenly.

The distance of sixty steps is a piece of cake for the heavy self-generated fire gun of the Xingtian Army, although it cannot be accurately aimed and shoot the enemy, but the penetration of the projectile has greatly exceeded the bird gun in the Ming army too much, and the kinetic energy is quite powerful than the bird gun, even if it breaks the best iron armor, there is no problem at all, let alone deal with the hanging iron cotton armor on these Tartar soldiers?

So the Tartar soldiers, who didn't know how powerful they were, suffered a big loss at this time, first the shield-wielding infantry soldiers in the front row were knocked to the ground one after another, and then the archers in the back line also became victims.

The archer was originally equipped with poor armor, even if he was covered with cotton armor, he was not lined with iron plates inside, if it was to deal with the long-distance Ming army's bird gun, it was estimated that he could still block the lead bullet of the bird gun, but Wan Wan could not block the gun bullet of the Xingtian Army.

When an archer was hurriedly opening his bow and preparing to release an arrow to counterattack, a bullet hit his brain directly, and the eight-petal iron helmet like a lightning rod flew up at once, and his head was like a rotten watermelon was directly opened by this bullet, and his brain suddenly collapsed everywhere, and a piece of heavenly spirit cover bone also flew high, and it was even bloody and fleshy on the face of a Tartar soldier behind, so frightened that this Tartar soldier almost went crazy on the spot, and the bow in his hand fell to the ground with a shudder.

There was also an archer who was hit in the stomach by a bullet, and he was directly disemboweled, and his intestines flowed out of the huge wound at once, and he fell to the ground in pain, and he screamed in a terrible way, and hurriedly tried to stuff his intestines into his rotten belly with his hands, but after only struggling for a while, he kicked his leg and swallowed his last breath.

(Today, I would like to thank Dream Watch, Don't Drink Northwest Wind, You and Me Who Love, New SpongeBob SquarePants, Brave 1023, Amipu, Feng41501 and other friends for their generous tips!) If there is no accident today, it will be more than 10,000 words! Please click more! This is the first chapter! ）