In fact, Daishan is almost successful. The front battalion of Kaiyuan Town Army was 7,500 sprinters, and at least 3,000 new recruits were newly promoted. These three thousand new recruits were indeed facing heavy pressure in the night battle and fog battle, and appeared in front of the formation.

The sign of collapse, however, was greatly reduced by a large number of experienced grassroots non-commissioned officers and veterans.

Therefore, the Ming army's front line was still very stable, and it seemed to be as stable as Mount Tai.

However, Dai Shan was already in a daze, his eyes turned green, and he drove the old and weak forward to die.

Under the hillside, Oboi walked back and forth in the armored army with his hand, looking at the weak and old woman crying in front of him, waving his sword, gun, and wooden sticks, holding a short hunting bow, and rushing towards the Ming army's position. Soon, he was in a mess.

The ball was knocked down, with chain mails in front, back, left and right inside, and the flag soldiers covered with blue cotton armor were expressionless and even a little happy.

Oboi thought to himself that Da Beile used the Zhenglan Banner soldiers to supervise the old village people, which was the right person.

The jurisdiction of Zhenglan Banner is in the north, and it is not their wives, children and parents who die. They will naturally be cruel and ruthless when they kill, and they are a little crazy. The Eight Banners are not all good at doing well, there are also poor people who are unsuccessful, and there are also unsatisfactory ones.

People with higher status have moved to a big city like Shenyang and Liaoyang. Who are the people who stayed in the old village? They are all lonely men who died in battle.

Is Dajin a cruel race? Oboi thinks yes, Dajin never raises waste people.

A large number of defeated old and weak ran back in a mess. Tens of thousands of arrows were fired on both sides of the hillside. The miserable howling sounded loudly, and the women were shot all over the body, and the short woman was ruthless.

He was nailed to the ground and another thick layer of corpses was laid.

Crazy, Big Beller went crazy, Obai muttered to himself. The night was getting deeper and the fog was heavier. Obai looked up at Big Beller, and Dai Shan was still sitting on the hillside without any response. He gritted his teeth, Obai

I didn't expect Big Baylor to give the order, and he pulled his sword out of the sheath with a clang and started roaring dullly.

"Boom, bounce!"

"Go into Kaiyuan and don't seal the sword for ten days!"

Nearly ten thousand flag soldiers howled like wild animals, lined up in a row, driving the old and weak into a large army. A large number of armored soldiers followed closely behind the old and weak women, forcing them forward with swords and guns. It turned out that the old and weak in Jianzhou were regarded as human flesh.

The Zhenglan Banner, wearing two or three layers of armor, showed her unique skills. The armored soldiers rushed to the front. Behind the two thousand armored soldiers were a large number of archers holding arches and cotton armor. This was the eight banners of Jianzhou.

The secret tactics that rampant Liaodong.

Thousands of old and weak women staggered and ran in the night fog, and the harsh whistling sounds sounded from time to time.

Oboi followed the brigade with a mace, and the sharp whistling sound approached. Oboi and a team of flag soldiers instinctively lay down. A shell hit the marching queue heavily, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky.

The wind bounced, and a group of archers watched the shells bounce high and fell down again, smashing a bloody passage among the group of archers. The shells bounced for five or six times before stopping, with the hot iron emitting white air

The ball was covered with charred flesh and blood.

Several flag soldiers whose hands and feet were wiped off screamed and rolled in a shrill voice, and were quickly stabbed.

Nearly 10,000 flag soldiers endured the sharp artillery attack of the Ming army. From time to time, flag soldiers wearing blue cotton armor flew high by shells, broken tendons and fractured bones. After walking for half an hour, everyone was sweating all over and finally walked out.

The Ming army artillery fire covered area. I suddenly realized that there were sparks hundreds of steps away from me. There were flashes of light and darkness. A large number of archers beside Obai were lying down on the ground, and a burst of beans came from his ears.

A dense gun sound.

The old and weak who were walking in front fell in an instant. Obai shouted a few hideously, and a large number of archers stood up one after another, holding their bows and continued walking. In an instant, sparks flashed, and the large groups of archers subconsciously lay down again.

Some people didn't get up, so they crawled forward with their hands and feet. Obai hugged his waist, held his bow and arrows and shouted the flag soldiers forward. The Ming army was also able to fire guns in a regular manner, and the interval was probably

Fixed.

There were thousands of old men in front, and a large number of archers behind them were ups and downs, and with the cover of night fog, they actually broke through the bullet fire net and advanced to the range of the step bow. Obai shouted loudly in joy.

Get up, the flag soldiers lying on the ground lay down one after another, pointing their arch bows diagonally to the sky. After the tense sound of bowstrings, the messy arrows quickly became denser, and the screams of the Ming army came from hundreds of steps away.

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The screams greatly boosted the morale of the flag soldiers. They picked out heavy arrows from the quiver pot, pointing them diagonally to the sky, and shot them. The light and dark sparks flashed, and Oboi felt that he was not good and he fell down. He died.

Holding his hat and helmet, he refused to look up, and there were screams of pain in front, back and left and right. The Ming army's muskets that fought back were extremely powerful. This was something that the Eight Banners soldiers had experienced countless times. The bullets flew across the body and fell down. The screams of miserable sounds

The sound was heard.

In the back team, the fierce flag soldiers rushed up again, bent their bows and arrows to shoot at the Ming army's gunmen.

There were a few dull sounds, and the rocks shot in the flag soldiers, raging. Obai held his head and refused to get up. He secretly turned his head and was startled. He was startled. A few steps away

A flag soldier's calf was cut off by the stones shot out, revealing his white bones and stubble. He was screaming and rolling in a pool of blood. Oboi secretly buried his head in the soil and refused to get up after he died.

At the Ming army's position, a terrifying rain of arrows fell from the sky, and the chest walls and the wooden villages were instantly filled with arrows.

From time to time, soldiers were hit by arrows in the horizontal line, and the dense and strict queues became chaotic. The deserters still got off the musket and shouted and ran away, but they hit the stern shield wall hundreds of steps away, and the guns. The supervising team holding the handguns

Walking up cruelly, a gun was made according to the head of the escape, hundreds of escaped people ran back to the front line with their heads. The ding-dangling arrows hit the horizontal shield, with a standing shield on the front, and a horizontal shield covering the top of the head.

The Ming army's armored soldiers were unscathed.

Only a few unlucky heavy arrows that fell into the gap of the horizontal shield pierced the hands and feet of the weak part of the armor. Zhang Yi, wearing two layers of armor, was protected by his personal soldiers, and the horizontal shield on his head was shot and sounded.

, Mars shot everywhere. The coach personally fought. The morale of the Ming army soldiers was greatly boosted. The dark black shield formed a tight shield wall. This was also an effective method to deal with Jianlu Bus.

A large number of small cannons on the front line were raging again, bombing gravel and snatches into the group of enfeoffed soldiers.

The sled shot, a soldier who had just stood up exploded like a watermelon, and the flesh flew everywhere. After the cannon was shot, the firepower density dropped sharply. The Eight Banners Armored soldiers who were lying on the ground in their sight were lying up one after another, howling.

A large number of gunmen rushed to the front line of the Ming army. The front line of the Ming army became panicked. After firing a sparse volley, he picked up the hot muskets wrapped in cloth, retreated like a tide, and was rushed into the position by the armored soldiers.

There is no power to fight back.

Oboi got up in his heart ecstatically and followed a large number of armored soldiers into the Ming army's position.

The Ming army who was killed and scattered escaped without looking back. Oboi suddenly realized his eyes and started sweating. The guns in front of him were like forests and shields were like walls. The Ming army was ready and lined up the large gun shield formation.

Come up.

"Tiger!"
Chapter completed!