In the back team, Dai Shan was surrounded by flag soldiers with distinctive clothes and armor, and was also waiting quietly.

There was a scream of yelling in front of him, and a Zhang Jingxi said, "Run up, we're going to fight!"

Dai Shan waved his hand heavily with a heavy wave. More than 10,000 Jianzhou young and strong sitting in the mud water in front of him, three thousand flag soldiers stood up one after another, stepped on the muddy clay and pressed on the heavy lifting. At this time, the rain was getting lighter, and Dai Shan took a look at it.

The clear sky was clear, and the wrinkled old face gradually became rosy, and God helped Dajin.

This is the case with the heavy rainstorms in Liaodong, and they come and go quickly.

On the front line of the Ming army, the rain suddenly became smaller, and the heavy footsteps and the sound of the armor leaves gradually became clear.

"roar!"

The dark figures rushed out in the rain, and the young and strong Jianzhou who were running wildly could not hold back. They crashed into the shield wall and gun forest. The war suddenly became fierce.

"prick!"

"Tiger!"

More and more Jianzhou soldiers hit the shield wall. The sharp spear stabbed out like a poisonous snake and retracted it. The soldiers used their shoulders to force the big shield, making the young and strong Jianzhou charge one after another.

The corpses rolling everywhere. The war in Liaodong gradually evolved into a battle between barbarism and civilization, the confrontation between animals and humans, the Ming army with guns and shields as like walls, and the Jianzhou people with ragged clothes and hideous expressions formed a unique landscape

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With its strong armored blades and good organization, civilized people remained as immovable as rocks under the crazy impact of the barbarians.

Until a barbarian, who were also wearing heavy armor, joined the battlefield, the pressure on the front line of the Ming army increased sharply, and all the elite soldiers at Dai Shan took the battle, brutalizing the Ming army's strict gun and shield formation.

Bang!

The flag soldiers wearing mud and broken armor swung their maces and howled and attacked the Ming army's shield formation. A long armor-breaking spear stabbed out densely. One by one, the fierce armor-breaking soldiers fell down howled.

The wounded soldiers crawled in a pool of blood, and hundreds of armored soldiers rushed out of the rain behind them.

After a quarter of an hour of fierce fighting, the Ming army's gun and shield formation was finally washed away and scattered.

"roar!"

The fierce armored soldiers howled and rushed into the gap, waving the primitive and simple maces, iron bones, and various blunt weapons, and rushed into the strict gun array with brute force. The Ming army with strict rules and distinctive armor cooperated with each other

, with every shouting of a few guns, they cooperated endlessly, and used a well-trained battle formation to fight against the bravery and fierceness of the barbarians. The front line soon fell into a melee, and the Ming army's gun formation was both fighting and retreating, retreating without chaos, and with strict military discipline

It consumes the barbarian's blood courage.

The coach camp is still very quiet.

Zhang Yi looked at the red flags rising in front of him, narrowed his eyes, and watched the second-line troops rushing up like a tide in the Qianli Mile Mile, making the defense line thicker again.

The heavy rain stopped suddenly, and the vision suddenly became clear.

Looking at the front line from the Qianli Miles, it was a very tragic and violent beauty. This was the first time Zhang Yi saw such a beautiful battlefield fighting. Teams of troops rushed up like a tide. Under the scolding of the officers, the scattered queues were like magic tricks.

, it soon turned into a rigorous square formation, with guns like forests and armor and soldiers like walls, full of neat and orderly beauty, which was indescribable, making Zhang Yi's heart excited.

Bai Huanzhang was also proud in his heart. He turned around the Qianli Miles and quietly watched the rows of Ming soldiers erecting guns and fighting with the fierce flag soldiers as fierce as wild beasts. Every time the row of guns burst out gorgeously, several wild beasts were found.

A painful wailing sounded and fell to the ground. In the fierce battle formation full of beauty, the beasts were fierce, but they only fought alone with their brute force. The fierce and beautiful military formation gradually subdued the fierce beasts.

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Bang bang bang bang!

The heavy rain stopped, and the Ming army that had gathered heavily began to fire guns. On the front line, some flag soldiers who fired arrows appeared. The hand-to-hand combat, full of violent beauty, quickly developed in another direction.

The projectiles were shot and arrows were like locusts. The casualties of the two armies that were trapped in the melee suddenly increased.

The two armies that reused muskets and bows and arrows to regain their lives, and the efficiency of reaping lives suddenly accelerated, and serious casualties began to occur on the front line.

Zhang Yi looked at Qianli's mirror and fell down one by one, saying dissatisfied: "Where is the cannon camp, go to someone."

As soon as the words fell, roars sounded from the high cannon towers on both sides, smoke rose, and dark shells flew over the low altitude above the two armies in the fierce battle, smashing heavily into the rear of the enemy troops. The heavy rain stopped, and the civilized side finally revealed

The sharp fangs and dozens of cannons were loaded and fired, causing the mud to smash the rear of the army to splash, and a person flew high. The dense sound of cannons gradually sounded, and civilized people used the power of gunpowder to

The savage's crazy attack collapsed.

The rear team was covered with artillery bombarded by the Ming army. The severely damaged Eight Banners soldiers were instantly defeated and turned around and fled to the mountain.

In the Central Army camp, Zhang Yi snorted: "Captain, come out!"

In the camp, the three thousand central army teams that could not be suppressed had already been led out of the camp, and turned over the horses outside the camp, controlling the elegant trot of the war horses, bypassing the main battlefield that was still fighting, and facing Jianlu from the rear.

The elite soldiers launched a fatal blow, circling and side strikes. This is the standard tactic of Kaiyuan cavalry.

Zhang Yi looked at the Central Army's horse team joining the battlefield and sneered: "Old thief Daishan, don't you know the soldiers if you bully me?"

Bai Huanzhang smiled and said, "What can he do? He is dead, but he is better to fight for his life before starving to death. Time is life." "Heaven and earth are the backward journey of all things; time is the passerby of generations.

Life is like a dream, how much joy is there?”

Bai Huanzhang, who was very excited, said loudly, at the fierce battle on the front line, rows of strict gun formations were pressing step by step, and surrounded them, and the flag-man armored soldiers who were still fierce and savage in the gun formation were stabbed one by one, first with a few guns.

The brave flag soldiers who were besieged by more than a dozen shots and dozens of guns jumped up and down, screaming in grief, but were pierced by slender armor-piercing guns, and were slapped, sprayed blood in the air, screaming and screaming.

Several flag soldiers with mental collapse lay on the ground, crying loudly and asking for subdue. The bald forehead was hit in the mud, and the muddy face was even more miserable. It turned out that the fierce barbarians would also bleed and cry before they died.

I would cry loudly, and I would kneel down and cry and ask for surrender. I thought that the Ming people were deceived by the brute force of the barbarians for too long, and they were awakened until this time. It turned out that the Ming Dynasty was the powerful side, and the barbarians in Jianzhou were not full.

It's absolutely impossible to fight.

The cries subsided, and the iron cavalry of the central army surrounding him blocked Jianlu's escape route.

The Ming army, which was dispersed on the front line, reorganized its troops and soon as they gathered a large army with strict laws. They erected long spears and held muskets and launched a counterattack amid the continuous bamboo whistles.

On the mountain, Dai Shan's rosy old face turned pale again.

The left and right guards watched as the front line almost wiped out, and took a few glances at Old Beile and fled to the mountain. More than 10,000 soldiers and horses who had not yet been defeated were crowded with people, rolling and crawling back to the mountain city. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!