The giant flowering projectile stuffed with a full eighty catties of black powder and aluminum powder was almost as powerful as a modern 155 cannonball, and the violent power with countless shrapnel shot down from the sky like a giant hand of a god.

Countless Qing troops were engulfed in smoke and flames.

The dust pushed away in a ring swept around with countless fragments of the corpses of the Qing army, and more Qing troops flew up in fragments, and the fierce waves of qi accompanied by the loud sound of the sky and the earth cracking instantly arrived in front of Hailancha, crashing into him like a galloping war horse, and in the blow of the rubble, the Qianlong Chao first general screamed and flew upside down, directly hitting a wall behind him. Fortunately, he was far away after all, and when he rolled to the ground, with his strong physique, he still struggled to get up, and then spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the rising pillar of smoke with a shocked gaze, countless fragmented dead bodies were scattered under the pillar of smoke, and there were still fragments of the corpses of the Qing army falling in the sky overhead.

Right in the middle is a shocking crater.

Also shocked were the Qing soldiers who survived, when the Qing soldiers who were knocked down by the air waves around them got up one after another, they all looked at the terrifying scene in front of them as if they were stupid.

At least two hundred people died from this shell.

The tragic situation of dead bodies and fragments everywhere made the legs of all Qing soldiers tremble!

There were even some dead bodies that had no wounds visible on them at all, but blood kept flowing from their ears and noses, which was creepy to look at.

A general wearing the armor of the Yellow Flag suddenly dragged his horse and was about to run.

Then there was a bang.

He had just climbed onto his horse and fell screaming.

"Flee the battle!"

Hailancha raised a short spear and roared with blood on his face.

The Qing army intimidated by his prestige hurriedly sorted out the mess and then continued to complete the deployment, after all, these people are not Beijing and the south of those waste Eight Banners, these are all transferred from the northeast outside the Eight Banners, in addition to a large number of Sauron soldiers, that is, Evenki and other tribes, and Hailancha itself is Sauron, these perennial fishing and hunting in the Northeast still have a little bit of the courage of the Eight Banners, in fact, in the later period of the Qianlong Dynasty, many battles are used in large quantities of Sauron, these people are more reliable than the Mongolian soldiers, the only regret is that their population is too small.

But alas, now the Saurons are useless.

Because immediately after that, the second roar of the Divine Might's invincible general cannon five miles away came out.

The second giant flowering bomb did not hit the assembled Qing soldiers, but it hit a warehouse, and countless hoarded grain and dozens of logistics soldiers were blown up. However, although the latter attacked under the urging of those generals, he did not hesitate to rout after a round of guns of the Holy Sect Army on the opposite side, and there were a few dead soldiers, but there were many dead generals, and even the general soldiers of Hebei Town were killed, as for the bullets of the Holy Sect Army or the black guns of the soldiers of the Green Battalion, this Hailancha was not sure, in short, the Green Battalion had no hope, and during the attack of the Green Battalion, five more shells fell, and more than two hundred of the most elite Eight Banner soldiers died in the terrifying explosion.

Helpless, Hailancha finally issued an order to the Mongol cavalry to return to help.

"Forward!"

On the high ground of Bowang, looking at the retreating Mongolian cavalry, Yang Zhong waved his hand forward and said.

The huge hollow phalanx immediately moved.

This is a pure plain, without any mountain barriers, and there are only a few small rivers that can only be regarded as ditches between the credit flag shop, the first town can move in formation, including Zhang Cheng, the first brigade horizontal team to the east with the rhythm of the drum neatly forward, the two wings of the second and third brigades into columns, at the same speed neatly to the east, the fourth brigade in the back turned in place but kept the horizontal line unchanged and also to the east, the middle artillery urged their horses, pulling cannons and artillery carts full of ammunition to follow the movement in the formation, the cavalry brigade still did not attack in the formation, However, the reconnaissance cavalry teams belonging to the brigades and battalions patrolled outside the formation.

This is the advantage of the Holy Cult Army.

Bound by discipline and faith, this vast legion can act like a machine to fulfill any intention of its generals.

The Mongol cavalry, which was preparing to retreat to reinforce Hailancha, immediately stopped, apparently not wanting to miss the opportunity, and an infantry on the move was easier to attack than an infantry in a position of favorable terrain, and immediately a Mongol cavalry of about 1,000 men split up and launched a tentative attack on the second brigade. But the infantry of the second brigade marching in the column ignored them at all, and the cavalry posts of the brigade and the cavalry of the four battalions on the periphery, a total of 400 light cavalry, quickly stepped forward, and took off their horse guns, approached each other in the mad run, and quickly formed a dense riding wall, grabbed the butt of the rifle with the right hand and pulled the trigger, held the barrel of the gun in the left hand and aimed steadily, and the saber imitating the 65-style cavalry knife was hung on the right wrist, and the distance was rapidly narrowed in the mad run.

The Mongol cavalry, anxious to deal with this group of opponents, raised their spears in one hand and waited for the final thrust in the undulations of their horses.

There is no point in shooting arrows in such a charge.

Again, there is no point in shooting.

The simplest form of spear hedging is the most effective means.

"Kill, kill the demons!"

Sanzizabu, the prince of Korqin Doro County, roared with his spear.

As the most staunch ally of the Aixin Jueluo family, the Horqin tribes almost poured south this time, together with several other divisions totaling 20,000 Mongolian cavalry under the leadership of the fifth grandson of Manzhu Xili, the prince of Zasakdarhan, the central banner of the left wing of Horqin, ready to sweep across the Central Plains like their ancestors, but more than a quarter of them died in this Nanyang alone, but they are still full of blood, as long as they defeat the enemy army in front of them again, the glory of victory belongs to them!

"Buddha bless, kill demons!"

He roared hoarsely.

Almost at the same time, the cavalry on the opposite side entered a distance of less than ten zhang.

Sanzizabu adjusted his posture and aimed the spear in his hand at the chest of a cavalryman in front of him, but at this moment, the muzzle of the cavalryman's hand shone brightly, and the next moment he felt as if two fire chopsticks were stabbed in the face, and two burning pains went straight to his brain. He screamed and fell back under the force of the impact, and then at least two sharp pains in his legs and chest quickly spread, and even the war horse under the seat screamed and stood up, and before he could react, the Holy Sect cavalry who was hedging came to him, and then a cold light of a saber slashed, and Sanzizab's head fell, but he was already unrecognizable, and his entire face was turned into rotten flesh by two bloody wounds.

The Holy Cavalry wielded shotguns.

Although Yang Feng will definitely not be able to copy Remington, there is still no pressure to make a breech single-shot shotgun, that is, it is difficult to reload bullets, but it is impossible for cavalry to have a chance to load a second bullet, and there is still a lot of recoil left, but this charge reduction is enough. It is equivalent to the eighteen-point five-millimeter caliber of the twelve-gauge shotgun, and the eight-millimeter projectile equivalent to the No. 00 deer bullet, the recoil of black powder as a propellant is not large, as long as twenty or thirty meters of the face is enough, in fact, even ordinary cotton armor is enough to penetrate it, this is the configuration of the reconnaissance cavalry, the real cavalry brigade does not use it, and the configuration of the cavalry brigade is a zhangba spear.

But this was enough for the Mongol cavalry.

The charging Holy Sect cavalry pulled the trigger one after another, less than thirty meters away, the shotgun did not aim or not, there was probably a direction, there was no way to aim on horseback, each shotgun sprayed nine eight-millimeter projectiles, almost no misses, the number of hits may be more or less, but there is always one hit, and if you can't hit someone, you can definitely hit the horse.

In the midst of the screams of the Mongol cavalry, the Holy Cult cavalry, who had fired the bullets, dropped the guns hanging on their bodies as quickly as possible, picked up the saber hanging on their wrists and slashed at the enemy who was powerless to resist, and then quickly staggered past and fought with the remaining Mongol cavalry who were arriving behind with their sabers.

And behind them, the huge phalanx was still advancing.

Among the Mongol cavalry, the prince of Zasakdarhan, the central banner of the left wing of Korqin, Wangzale Dorji, frowned.

He was in a dilemma.

The intention of the Holy Cult Army is to hold them back, and if they can't be dragged back, they will follow them to the credit flag shop, anyway, the distance between the two places is only more than thirty miles, and their primary goal is to save Hailancha, with the Holy Cult Army's phalanx defense, it is also difficult for them to open the Saint Sect military array there, if they can't open the phalanx there and then this phalanx squeezes through, plus the river of the Pan River blocks, it will form an encirclement of them.

Unless the division of troops drags this phalanx.

However, a similar squad attack could not pass the level of the peripheral rangers, and you must know that there was an identical ranger on each of the other three sides of the phalanx, and the attack could not stop the infantry.

Unless there is a large-scale attack, but this large-scale attack will have to face the cavalry brigade in the formation, which is a cavalry battalion of four thousand people, and it is the most elite cavalry, and if you want to defeat them, you must have at least five thousand Mongolian cavalry, and this cannot stop this phalanx from advancing, because these infantry do not need to manage the battle between the cavalry, if you force this infantry to stop, you have to increase the troops, and it must not be less, these infantry are not unable to encircle and destroy the cavalry, then all add up to at least 10,000 cavalry to drag them down, And the Mongol cavalry now had only 15,000 capable of fighting.

Is it possible to divide 5,000 to go to Hailancha?

That doesn't make any sense, the Holy Cult Cavalry Brigade there will be able to solve it.

Regardless of Highland?

But he can't open this phalanx if he stays here!

This thing is just desperate.

Just then, a cavalryman suddenly rushed over, dismounted in front of him, and fell to his knees.

"Lord Wang, the armies outside Yuzhou City were attacked by tens of thousands of enemy troops who rushed out from Funiu Mountain and Tongbai Mountain, and then the defenders in the city were killed, and the internal and external attacks were attacked, and the armies of the Green Battalion were scattered and collapsed, and Lord Lebao's Eight Banners Army was unable to support it, and it had also retreated to the north."

The cavalryman said with a panicked expression.

"Damn, you've been tricked!"

Wangzaldorji subconsciously scolded.