Zou Zheng was very excited, his hand pulled down the face armor on his head from time to time, and pulled it away, he is now the deputy general of the miner battalion, this heavy armor on his body is tailor-made for him, the dark iron armor is made of stainless steel smelted by the latest technology of Daye Iron Mine, the weight is greatly reduced, but the protection has been greatly improved. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 However, it is not yet fully equipped with the troops, but the generals and a small number of personal soldiers have adopted this armor.

Compared to Camp Thunderbolt, the Camp of Miners is a moving steel behemoth. This is an army that makes people fear when they see it. Zou Zheng is very young, in the past two years, in the Perak camp, but he has been suffocated, seeing other camps killing one by one, but the Perak camp is like a thousand-year-old Wang Ba, where to lie down, there is no movement, up and down for a year, in addition to training, it is training.

When he received the order, he was so happy that he did not sleep all night. The miner's battalion, this is now the hottest unit in the Ming army.

"Vice General Zou, the combat routines of the miner battalion are not quite the same as those of other battalions, have you memorized those combat rules?" Lu Feng was a little worried about Zou Zheng, Zou Zheng was replaced by Yang Zhi, for Lu Feng, it was a mixed blessing. Xi is that Yang Zhi is such a ninth-level master in the miners' camp, which makes him extremely stressed, you know, he finally promoted to the eighth level, but in front of Yang Zhi, it is still not enough, which makes him always a little unconfident when giving orders to Yang Zhi. Yang Zhi is not only a martial arts master, but the kind of person who is familiar with military books and has goods in his stomach lacks actual combat experience before, but after two years of training in the miners' camp, he has become more and more mature. As soon as Yang Zhi was transferred away, Lu Feng couldn't help but feel that the miners' battalion had finally returned to his hands. But another problem is that his own camp has no top-level combat power.

Equipping a ninth-level master in the camp is the only honor that the miners' battalion has.

Zou Zheng is here, this kid is from the rivers and lakes, he has rich experience in actual combat, but his temperament is very jumpy, he is young, and he has the skills of the seventh-level peak, which makes Lu Feng have to sigh that he is really old, whether it is Yang Zhi or Zou Zheng, the future future is only limitless.

"General Lu, don't worry, I remember it all." Zou Zheng nodded vigorously, the soldiers of the miner battalion are all wearing heavy armor, when fighting, if it is a whole, it will be indestructible, but if the order is dropped, it will be miserable, not to mention anything else, if you fall over, then you will really become a turtle in an iron shell, except to be beaten to death by life, there is really no other way to go. It's hard to turn over on your own.

Although the miners' battalion had only 5,000 soldiers, there were many auxiliary soldiers, including mules and horses in armor alone, and there were thousands of auxiliary soldiers of all kinds, feeding horses, driving chariots, and repairing armor. At this moment, after those auxiliaries have been equipped for the hoplites, they are forming a defensive camp with mules, horses, carts, etc., these auxiliaries are not civilian soldiers, but the reserve soldiers of the miners' battalion, all of them are also tall and tall, 2,000 people, and the training in peacetime is no different from the official soldiers, but they are also waiting for the replenishment.

Not to mention anything else, just after becoming a regular soldier, the salary alone is enough to multiply several times.

Several light horsemen rushed from the front, small flags in their hands flew up and down, and a string of flags showed that the enemy they were going to meet this time was very close to them.

The sound of armor clashing against each other sounded, and the army of thousands of people fell silent in an instant, one by one the face armor was pulled down, and Zou Zheng, who was standing at the front of the queue, could no longer see the faces of the soldiers, only the cold iron masks that were exactly the same.

When Fuyuan Junjiang Lai received the scout report, he couldn't believe his ears at all.

The most terrifying hoplite miner battalion of the Ming Empire actually stopped in front of him. Why are they here? Shouldn't the most elite troops of the Ming Empire appear in front of the barbarians at this moment and fight for life and death with the barbarians?

said that there is no strong enemy ahead, and this trip will inevitably sweep away the leaves with the autumn wind, and catch the Ming Kingdom off guard? His face was so gloomy that it seemed to be dripping.

First, the left army encountered an iron plate in Tzu Chi, and when he stepped down, he almost broke his bones, and when he detoured to Xinhua, he hit not only an iron plate, but a mountain cliff.

10,000 right troops, 2,000 cavalry, 8,000 infantry, facing the miners' battalion with a strength of up to 5,000 people, Jiang Lai had no chance of winning at all.

"General Jiang, the reputation of the miners' battalion is great, but it is not unbreakable." A veteran with a white beard walked up to Jiang Lai: "The heavy infantry is very powerful, but they move slowly and are extremely heavy, we don't have to use foot soldiers to fight them, but just run around them with two thousand cavalry, and keep attacking them with feather arrows, peeling them off layer by layer." ”

"For now, that's all it can be." Jiang Lai exhaled heavily. He was now worried not only about the miner battalion, but about the other main forces of the Ming army, even such a bulky miner battalion could rush to Xinhua in such a short time, could no other troops arrive? Heavy infantry never fights alone, this is the iron law of the battlefield.

"Order the scouts to spread out and reconnoitre, there must be another Ming army waiting to attack us nearby." Jiang Lai said: "Old General Chen, you have a lot of experience, and the task of leading the cavalry to attack the miners' battalion will be handed over to you." We are now ready to shoot and have to send it. ”

"The last general commands!" Chen Kejun clenched his fists and took his life.

The sound of hooves rumbled, the smoke and dust between heaven and earth, two cavalry on the left and one on the right appeared from the sky, rushing in the direction of the miners' battalion, and Lu Feng, who was in the center of the ironclad army, shouted: "Change the formation!" ”

The seemingly bulky ironclad military array moved quickly, and the phalanx, which was originally five hundred people, slowly rotated, and under the eyes of the cavalry, it became a circle of one hundred people, fifty circles unfolded, and a large sword with a cold light outward, reflecting the sun, making the cavalry's eyes become a large piece of white flowers at this moment.

It was not the cavalry or Lu Feng's soldiers who took the lead in attacking, but in the auxiliary defense camp in the rear, a pedal crossbow with a terrifying scream, swept over the heads of the ironclad soldiers, and flew to the cavalry queue in front.

Chen Kejun was indeed a cavalry veteran, under his command, the cavalry was about thirty paces away from the outermost circle, drawing an arc, and the soldiers stretched their bows and arrows on their horses, twisted their bodies, and shot at the iron lumps in front of them.

The iron knife was held high, shaking, the sound of gold and iron resonating kept ringing, a puff of feather arrows were shot down, the arrows that hit the iron armor made a clanging sound, and slid to the ground weakly, and the feather arrows that happened to shoot between the gaps in the iron armor did not seem to get the expected results, those soldiers on the periphery, with arrows hanging on their bodies, were like hedgehogs, and did not affect their actions.

The cavalry was very slippery and moved extremely fast, which made Zou Zheng very annoyed, a hundred catties of iron armor was a great burden on ordinary soldiers, but on him, it was nothing, holding the iron knife with both hands, staring fiercely at the other party's passing figures.

Judging from the scene, the ironclad army is now completely in a situation of passive beating, and the pedal crossbows fired from the defensive formation are not very effective, and the cavalry can easily avoid these heavy crossbow arrows.

Lu Feng was not in a hurry, he just commanded the circular formation to move one by one, if you look down from the sky, you can see more clearly, the circular formation is locking the cavalry's route little by little. It seems that under the attack of the cavalry, the distance between these circles is getting bigger and bigger, and the care for each other is also weakening, but from another point of view, the cavalry is slowly sinking into a sea of iron armor.

The ironclad soldiers did not fight back after being beaten, which seemed to fuel the arrogance of the Fuyuan cavalry, and the previous worries and fears had long since disappeared, replaced by smugness.

A cavalryman seemed to be too carried away, one was careless, the war horse under the crotch sprinted, and actually rushed to a distance of only ten or so steps away from the ironclad soldiers, and was about to leave the horse, but it was dark in front of him, and an ironclad soldier suddenly rushed out of the circle, and the iron knife was raised, and he was cut off on the head.

With just a sword, he cut off the horse's head, and then took a step forward, stepped on it with a heavy foot, and with a bang, the cavalryman who was still laughing loudly just now was trampled to the point that his brain burst and he couldn't die anymore.

And Zou Zheng, who made a great contribution with a sword, retreated into the circle formation like lightning.

The circle formation was still moving slowly, and Chen Kejun finally realized that something was wrong, his cavalry, the speed had been greatly reduced, no matter which direction you attacked, there was always an iron-armored circle formation blocking the front.

However, when he found out that something was wrong, it was already a little late, about half of the cavalry had already fallen into the encirclement of the ironclad circle, and with the change of the battle flag of the ironclad battalion, the hoplites who had just seemed to have no power to fight back all came to the middle to resist the pressure, and the iron swords in their hands were raised high and cut down.

There is no way to dodge, there is no way to hide, it is just such a blink of an eye, thousands of cavalry have been trapped in the camp, and there is no other way than to fight hard.

The sound of horses crashing into iron armor, the sound of iron knives slashing into bodies, and screams resounded throughout the battlefield in an instant. Chen Kejun was extremely angry, as far as the eye could see, his cavalry was cut down in pieces, but the loss of the ironclad soldiers was minimal, and the war horses surrounded by the ironclad circle lost their speed, and were forced to stop, huddled together, and became the opponent's living target.

There were still more than a thousand cavalry left, but they didn't dare to go to the rescue, because on the periphery, there was still an ironclad circle array that was rotating and squeezing inward.

"Retreat, retreat!" He hissed and roared.