It is normal for new recruits to have such concerns. After all, they had never seen the situation in front of them before. According to their understanding, at a distance of 80 meters, this was the time when the enemy suffered the most losses, but now there are not much losses.

Zhu Cilang was doing calculations silently on the platform.

It will take up to ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, the three enemy battalions would gather together. At that time, it was time to catch them all in one go. Now the artillery can't be fired, and everything must be held back by the front line.

Zhu Cilang looked to the left.

"The last one will lead the imperial guards to the front immediately."

The new imperial guard commander Ye Quan said.

This guy is Ye Yun's distant cousin, and he was Ye Yun's deputy general at the time.

He is also a tiger general. The most important thing is to read what Zhu Cilang meant. Now Zhu Cilang didn't say anything. He had already brought five hundred imperial guards to the front line.

What we fear most at this time is the collapse of the front line defense. If there is any mistake, let alone victory, maybe we will be in danger here.

"One of you open your eyes and see that their shields are not iron walls. As long as the same shield is hit by more than three bullets, the soil outside the shield will fall off, and then there will be a thin layer of iron sheet left, which can be completely penetrated at such a close distance."

Luan Qiang waved his command knife and rode his horse on the front line to repeat these words over and over again.

As expected, just as he said, everyone was just blinded, and now if we look carefully at our muskets, we have also caused casualties to the other party.

As the distance approaches, the power of the mud gun gradually appears. When the mud on the outer layer falls off, the shield's protection ability is actually not so strong, and a bullet will soon penetrate the shield.

All the soldiers behind were shirtless, so they fell down one by one. After entering eighty meters, the shield soldiers finally suffered a large number of casualties.

"Shoot me arrows."

There was basically no result in shooting arrows at a distance of 80 meters, but Zuo Menggeng could no longer wait at this moment. Even if there were only a few scattered bows and arrows, they could still cause certain casualties to the other party.

A rain of arrows rose from behind the shield soldiers, like a black cloud. Thousands of archers were working hard, hoping to bring certain casualties to the Ming soldiers.

They just saw it very clearly. Although there was a chance to shoot, the shield soldiers on their side could hardly hold on. From the distance of 80 meters to 70 meters, more than 500 shield soldiers were injured or killed in just ten meters.

"Release the wounded and make up for the seat immediately."

Because the distance is close now, bows and arrows can also cause considerable harm to the Ming soldiers. Dozens of brothers were injured just now, so they had to be pulled down quickly.

Luan Qiang's face also disappeared from the smile he had just now. This was a war. Although the weapons used by the other party were behind us, it could also kill people.

The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty finally felt a sense of crisis. When they loaded bullets, their speed reached the highest level, even more powerful than their highest level. This is the sense of crisis that stimulated their potential.

Zhu Cixuan also knew that there were casualties in his soldiers, but at this moment he had to continue waiting for Zuo Menggeng to join the battle. As long as they were mixed together, we could fire the cannon.

After all, the loss is only a decimal number. If these shield soldiers cannot be solved in one fell swoop, such things will happen in the future.

Moreover, the shield soldiers did put pressure on our front. Zhu Ciyang solved these shield soldiers at one time, which also made the Qing people know that the shield soldiers actually had little effect, so that they should not continue to develop in this regard.

If the Qing Dynasty saw a glimmer of hope and returned to the capital, they might think about this aspect. At that time, it would be no simple matter for us to win without any chance.

Although Zuo Menggeng saw that his shield soldiers had casualties, compared with the Eight Banners Cavalry and other infantrymen, what are these casualties?

A charge from the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry just now, thousands of people fell in front of their camp, and did not cause any casualties to the other party. Now the situation is different. The battle loss ratio between our opponent can reach about 6 to 1.

Zuo Menggeng was just about to show off a few words happily, but soon he couldn't speak because the result of this round of shooting came out.

Entering the level of fifty meters, the effect of the muskets was greatly revealed, and the first row of soldiers fell down in large numbers.

Although they all carried very heavy shields, the mud on the shield was almost scattered during the charge just now.

Such a thin piece of iron would never be able to stop the muskets in the hands of the Ming soldiers, so many soldiers fell down at a distance of fifty meters.

"It's okay, after all, it's already fifty meters. Order the soldiers to take steady steps. As long as they can break through their defense, we will win."

Haoge patted Zuo Menggeng on the shoulder, afraid that this guy would see the soldiers suffer too much, so he immediately ordered his troops to withdraw.

When the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, almost all the Han generals had this problem. Seeing that their subordinates suffered too much losses, they would immediately withdraw their troops and preserve their strength regardless of the outcome of the battle.

In fact, this has little to do with these Han generals. It was purely caused by the Qing people themselves. When they bribed Han officials, they also offered prices according to the number of troops in their hands.

Even if you are given a title of prince now, if you don’t have any army under your command, you can only return to Beijing to be a rich man.

Zuo Menggeng didn't say anything, and looked at his army with all his concentration.

From fifty meters to forty meters, at least thousands of people were lost in this ten-meter journey.

Although the losses were quite large, everyone still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts. As long as they could break through the opponent's defense, even if these shield soldiers were all dead, they would finally find a way to deal with the soldiers of the Southern Ming Dynasty.

At this moment, Zuo Menggeng's heart was bleeding. These soldiers were selected from 200,000. If they were not elites, if they had no strength, they would probably not be able to lift the heavy shield.

Another round of bows and arrows were shot out, and there were more than 200 casualties among the Ming soldiers, and they were about to reach the 30-meter line of life and death...
Chapter completed!