"It's like relief..." This is the first feeling in the heart of the Tartar soldiers after hearing the orders of Niu Lu Zhangjing.

The remaining Tartar soldiers rushed towards their war horses like crazy with a gleeful expression of resurrecting the disaster, wanting to escape as soon as possible, and devouring the earthen walls that brought countless nightmares to themselves and devoured countless warriors' lives.

In the three-foot-deep trench, the Tartars on the other side of the earthen wall were like a stray dog, retreating frantically. The spearmen who were waiting for the second round of attacks of the Tartars, their first reaction was that they could not believe their eyes, and then they fell into a daze.

Especially the soldiers of the Yuanming Army in the spear camp.

In the eyes of these people, the Tartars are invincible in the field.

However, such an invincible army was defeated by itself and they were defeated in a mess. Faced with this fact in front of them, these people were shocked and shocked.

It was not until Wang Feng's roar sounded in the trench that these spearmen reacted from surprise and daze.

"Damn it, are you all scared by the Tartars... Are you planning to throw the gun on your back as a meal... Be prepared to throw the gun and throw the gun at the Tartars..."

A silver light flashed, and three hundred guns that emitted a cold light outward under the sun flew out of the trench together.

After drawing a beautiful arc in the air, I chased the back of the fleeing Tartars.

The Tartars, who were determined to escape from the battlefield, found no danger from behind.

When the gun with huge force easily pierced their backs and their bodies, the Tartars, who still had a look of life on their faces, finally realized.

With a look of reluctance, under the combined effect of inertia and gun throwing, he suddenly threw himself forward to the ground and turned into a corpse.

In a blink of an eye, more than 30 Tartars were thrown into the ground by guns, some died on the spot, and some lay on the ground and let out heart-wrenching screams.

When they completely lost their courage to fight, the attacks from behind not only did not arouse the blood in the hearts of the participating Tartars, but instead made them even more frightened.

Just as some of the Tartars had already stepped on their war horses and were about to escape from this cemetery full of death and dedicated to the warriors of the Later Jin Dynasty.

The second round of gun-rolling rain thrown by the spear battalion, with a total of 300 guns following them appearing right behind them.

"Puchi...Puchi...Puchi..."

A series of dull spearheads sounded, and more than 30 Tartars fell to the ground, either dead or injured, and life or death were uncertain.

Not only that, the three hundred spearmen who had been guarding the trench also crossed the earth wall one after another, platoons, thrust their spears and screamed at the Tartar soldiers, preparing to attack the Tartar soldiers with a painful blow.

"Run quickly... Mingjun is catching up..."

After a scream of horror sounded on the battlefield, the remaining Tartars on the battlefield looked like frightened rabbits, slapped the war horse under their crotch without looking back and retreated.

Seeing that the Tartar cavalry had fled far away, Wang Feng, who followed the troops to attack, decisively ordered.

"Stop chasing... stop chasing and clean the battlefield..."

"Let me know that in our Tiger and Leopard Army, there will never be any Tartar prisoners. So, I checked them carefully and stabbed all the Tartar wounded soldiers on the battlefield to death, leaving no one left..."

"The armor on the Tartars is a good thing. Our Tiger and Leopard Army cannot produce it by itself... So, bring back all the armor you see. These armors are likely to be your capital to save your life in the future..."

"Tartars left by war horses, whether dead or alive, will be brought back to me.... Hurry up, within half an hour, you must withdraw your position..."

The Tartars' starting position two miles away from the battlefield was surrounded by a group of officers. Since the cavalry troops attacked, they held a monocular telescope and stared at the battlefield with anticipation. They hoped that the attacking troops would really guarantee them that they would win the first battle and attack Moguyu in one go...

When Duoduo heard the gunshots constantly ringing on the battlefield, but because the battlefield was blocked by the smoke and dust rising from the cavalry running, he could not see the specific situation. Duoduo's expectant face was quickly replaced by a trace of solemnity.

However, at this moment, the commentator of another Niu Lu Zhang Jing behind him slowly relaxed his nervous heart.

"Please rest assured that the firearms equipped by the Ming army will definitely not be able to hit so far. The firearms fired so early are enough to prove that the Ming army on the opposite side are already panicked. The warriors of the Later Jin Dynasty who are attacking will definitely take advantage of the situation to capture the Ming army's positions."

Just as Duoduo's nervous heart slowly dropped and continued to observe the battlefield through the monocular.

An accident happened...

Although the words just now were only in the blink of an eye, for the cavalry, the blink of an eye was enough for them to run dozens of steps.

However, the three hundred cavalrymen who attacked him seemed to be blocked by something, and they only pushed forward less than twenty steps.

More importantly, as the cavalry continued to attack forward, the smoke and dust that was rising all the way by the cavalry gradually became blown away.

The corpses of several Tartars and war horses who died under the first round of the Tiger and Leopard Army appeared very eye-catchingly in Duoduo's vision.

"How is it possible..."

Duoduo, whose face suddenly changed drastically, just put down his monocular lens and scolded Niu Lu Zhang Jing, who was still confident behind him.

"Didn't you tell me that the army's firearms can't be so far... Then what happened to the corpses of the Warriors who fell on the attacking road? Tell me..."

"Please calm down, I don't know... Maybe... Maybe this Ming army is equipped with a new firearm that we don't know, and can shoot us out of 150 steps..." Niu Lu Zhang Jing explained with a panic look on his face.

Then, in order to relieve Duoduo's anger in front of him, his eyes lit up and he continued to defend himself.

"Please rest assured that even if the Ming army is equipped with a more powerful new firearm, we don't have to worry..."

"Judged from the gunfire just now, the number of new firearms equipped by the Ming army is very small, which can only play a role in harassing our cavalry and will definitely not stop the offensive of the cavalry..."

"I hope so..."

Duoduo's solemn facial expression was not relaxed at all, and he answered in a faint tone.

Then, I continued to raise my monocular lens to observe the battle situation.

The subsequent battle situation did not seem to be beyond Niu Lu Zhang Jing's expectations.

Although the cavalry unit with 300 soldiers continued to fall down some warriors, it did not hurt the muscles and bones of the entire cavalry unit. The vast cavalry unit still continued to advance with an unstoppable offensive posture.
Chapter completed!