The earth began to make a dull thumping sound under the iron hooves of the war horse, and he clenched the spear in his hand and laid it down. In front of him, Erdenbu, a Jurchen warrior who loyally followed him, shouted excitedly, as if thinking of the rich gains after the war, and thinking that after this war, he could snatch back a few Han people, so that his old father would no longer have to hunt and plow the fields every day.

Heto's eyes were exceptionally bright, and he remembered the failure of the last time he landed in the city: "I want revenge...... I can't lose! ”

With these thoughts in mind, Heto began to feel as if he was part of the team. His body rose and fell like a wave, and the spear in his hand began to sweat even more tightly.

Finally, when the distance had reached thirty paces, a wave of shouting rang out from the front row.

Such a shout seemed to have the ability to be contagious, and Jean and Tuo began to involuntarily roar: "Kill! ”

"Rush over and kill all the Han people!"

"The Jurchen warriors are undefeated!"

……

Woohoo......

Suddenly, a screeching sound crossed Heto's ears. Lead began to sound in the battle formation of the Han army.

The thick smoke and the thumping sound made Hezhu's body tense.

Immediately after, the screams of the front row came one after another. Heto saw with his own eyes that Erdenbu had been shot in the left arm, splattering countless blood. What's even worse is that a Jurchen warrior next to him could no longer control his war horse after being hit by three leads in succession, and his body fell to the ground as soon as he was crooked.

Before he could struggle to find his horse, he saw Erdenbu following closely behind him.

Seeing this, Hetuo couldn't help but close his eyes slightly.

In the crevices. Erdenbu indifferently commanded his horse and rushed forward, as if he did not see the warriors of his own race who had fallen to the ground.

It is very difficult to change a war horse in a high-speed impact. Especially in the midst of a charge, one is not easy to be rushed by other horses.

The horse's hooves trampled over. When Erdenbu's figure dodged away, there was only a blur of flesh on the ground that was constantly coughing up blood and could no longer move.

He Tuo only tried his best to control the war horse to dodge, and his eyes gradually reddened: "Damn Zhu Cihong, I'm going to kill you!" ”

Rows of gunfire rang out, and more and more Jurchen warriors fell from their horses, or faced with the mourning horses and had to try their best to ask for the tragedy of losing their horses.

"Twenty Steps ......"

The rush of adrenaline made Kazuto forget his fear, and with anger, he clenched the barrel of the gun in his hand. Behind him. Zhao Xiong was clutching the reins tightly, and his hands were covered with hot sweat. Even, Zhao Xiong, who was holding the wooden pole gun, was so hard that he actually let the spikes on the wooden pole gun pierce the skin on the surface, slightly revealing some blood stains.

But Zhao Xiong, who was nervous or frightened, couldn't care about it anymore, he lay dead on the horse's neck, and the messy thoughts in his heart came out, and his face was close to the hair on the horse's neck, as if only in this way could he save a little heat that was carried away by the wind. Not even the pungent smell of sweat on the horse's body could stop him from standing up and fighting.

"Ten steps!" Heto roared angrily: "Prepare to kill all these Nikans! ”

Zhao Xiong suddenly stood up: "I don't want to die!" ”

……

The steel spear in Qi Xian's hand was clenched tightly. The mountain armor on his body made him look particularly powerful.

When the distance broke through thirty paces, Hu Dawei finally gave the order to shoot.

At this moment, behind Qi Xian, two thousand soldiers of the Third Infantry Battalion of the First Regiment of the Ming Royal Guards Regiment looked at Qi Xian's upright figure from time to time. Courage grew in their chests, and they suppressed their fear and panic, and shot one after another under Qi Xian's orders.

Subsequently. Qi Xian was just at the level of the first row in the entire battle formation, looking at the hideous face of the tartar thirty paces away. The order to open fire was calmly given.

Rows and rows of lead propelled on the power of gunpowder.

Qi Xian sounded the words of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Military Academy: "The power of gunpowder is the power of civilization!" Chivalrous. No longer a barbaric Tartar can crush the pride of civilization! ”

"Prepare for melee!" As the distance quickly approached ten paces, the firecrackers retreated. Spears rose like a forest.

Erdenbu looked at himself who was originally in the second row and now became the first row, suppressed the fear in his heart, forgot the sore spot on his left arm, and suddenly raised the mace in his hand and opened the spear that ushered in him.

"Hold on!" Qi Xian held the spear tightly and stood the end on the ground, and the head of the spear, which was more than a foot long, instantly cut through the simple armor of the war horse in front of him.

But the tremendous force of the impact still penetrated, and the originally straight spear was bent in vain.

"Come on, damn Nikan!" Erdenbu roared, suddenly leaped forward, broke away from his horse, and rushed over with a smirk on the spot, brandishing his mace.

Heto laughed proudly: "Penetrate them!" ”

The battle became a white-hot process at the first time.

Qi Xian's eyes were red: "Can't let them break the battle formation!" Prepare 100 households, follow me! ”

……

In addition to the Chinese army of the 3rd Infantry Battalion of the 1st Regiment, in the left flank, Tong Tulai's Han army flag was also under strict military orders and pounced on the 2nd Infantry Battalion of the 2nd Regiment of Shi Zhanbang.

The only thing that was slightly in favor of the Ming army on the battlefield was the fierce counter-charge on the right flank. This fierce general, who was carried up by the first regiment of Hu Dawei, led a personal guard of more than 200 people, and launched a charge without fear, so that Shi Tingzhu, who was facing the enemy, was actually taken by surprise.

But soon, the tiger-like realm came to an end.

"Warriors of the Mongols, tell the Ming. The glory that Genghis Khan brought to Mongolia will not be broken! Manzhu Xili shouted, and the Mongolian Eight Banners Army of three thousand people went around the flank of the Ming army on the right flank, and arrows rained down.

"Zhang Dechang! Fight your allies! Chen Yongfu quickly saw the dilemma of being as fierce as a tiger.

When Zhang Dechang heard this, a hot current suddenly surged in his chest: "This is the Royal Guards Legion!" This is the Royal Guards who support each other! ”

"Brothers! Our robes and brothers have been bullied by the Tartars, what should we do? Zhang Dechang looked at the two thousand soldiers behind him and shouted.

"Kill, kill!"

"Save the robe!"

"Good! We are not those brutes who will not be saved! Kill the Tartars! ”

……

Two thousand warriors lined up and went down with a row of leads, which immediately annoyed Manzhu Xili: "Let's see, doesn't this group of phalanxes have a weakness?" Repeat the fight, warriors, it's time to show your horsemanship! ”

At this time, the Chinese army.

"Qi Xian can't stand it." Zhu Cihong sighed lightly.

On the battlefield, Niu Lu, who was led by him, pressed up, fought closely, and a breakthrough was opened in an instant. At this moment, Qi Xian's third battalion of firearms was still not fully loaded. (To be continued.) )

PS: I haven't washed up, because I turned on the computer early in the morning but couldn't write something, alas