At the command of Yarkand coach Bayi, he took the lead in launching the first wave of tentative attacks, and the "puppet troops" as cannon fodder naturally have to go first, otherwise how can they fully utilize the final value of the second Japanese devils?

Under Bayi's sharp eyes, Li Daren and Yan Shifan had to bite the bullet and lead three thousand "pseudo-army troops" to launch a charge. However, most of the reason why these people joined was forced, and some of them were for making a living. To put it bluntly, they were all mobs, even worse than fighting the five scumbags. Let such a team attack the opposite tiger and wolf army Shenji Camp? That was simply a humiliation, no, it should be a self-destruction.

So the cavalry of Shenji Camp did not move at all. Just a round of artillery shells were bombarded. After dozens of people were killed, the three thousand puppet troops collapsed directly. They hugged their heads and cried and shouted to their parents. However, they were brutally killed by the Yerkand Supervisors behind them and had to turn around and continue charging. However, as soon as they entered the range of the opposite side, they were immediately bombarded by artillery fire.

At this time, these three thousand "pseudo-army soldiers" were like mice entering the bellows, and they were beaten up on both ends, which was very miserable. In the end, they had to roll and crawl to the sides of the battlefield and escape, and could not restrain Li Daren and his backbone disciples roared and ruthlessly.

"Where is Yan Shifan?" Li Daren suddenly realized that Yan Shifan, who had been following him, had disappeared. He quickly turned around and saw a familiar fat man mingling among the defeated soldiers, and had slipped out hundreds of meters away.

Li Daren couldn't help but be shocked and angry. It turned out that this fat man had abandoned his mount and scrambled among the defeated soldiers, with his legs and feet very quickly.

boom……

Li Daren was secretly annoyed, and saw a bomb landing not far in front of Yan Shifan. The latter was blown away by the explosion shock wave on the spot, and then swallowed by Yangchen and disappeared. It was probably blown into a pile of rotten meat.

Li Daren shivered smartly, and dared to rush forward any further and led hundreds of people to slowly retreat. These hundreds of people were old members of the Maitreya Sect, so their loyalty was relatively high and they had not yet collapsed and ran for life.

"Master Bayi, the artillery fire of the Ming army is too fierce, and the subordinates can't stand it. I request reincarnation." Li Daren slapped his horse and came to the coach's flag and said earnestly.

However, Bayi was unmoved. What is cannon fodder? Cannon fodder is used to block the muzzle and consume the opponent's ammunition and vitality. Li Daren's batch of cannon fodder is too inferior to kill and cannot kill the opponent at all, so it can only be used to consume the ammunition of the Ming army. Even if it dies, it will never retreat.

"Continue to attack, those who retreat will die!" Bayi said eight words in a cold tone.

Li Daren had no choice but to use the last charlatan method, took out a stack of talisman paper and pretended to recite the spell, and burned it to soak it into talisman water, so that the sects could drink it.

Those priests were brainwashed, and some irritating powder similar to the priest water was added to the priest water. Therefore, after hundreds of priests finished drinking the priest water, they all looked like demons and rushed to the opposite side in fierce artillery fire. Some people even had their hands and feet broken and continued to climb forward.

Seeing this, Bayi's eyes lit up. Obviously, he didn't expect that Li Daren had such magical means, but he gave up the idea of ​​letting Li Daren take the lead in charge. After all, if such a talent died under the artillery fire of the Ming army, it would be a pity. It would be better to stay by his side and let him help him train a group of dead soldiers.

At this moment, Wang Lin'er was in charge of commanding the other side. Seeing this scene, he decisively ordered the stop of artillery attacks so as not to waste too many shells on these madmen. As a result, the hundreds of Maitreya Cult members who had taken medicine became even more crazy. They jumped and screamed, swayed their swords and rushed here, as if a group of evil ghosts who escaped from hell, were quite scary.

However, this did not have much effect on the strong-minded soldiers of the Shenji Camp. When they entered the range of the flintlock rifle, a wave of bullets poured out and half fell on the spot. After the second wave, less than a hundred people could stand. After the third wave, these crazy church members went to see Maitreya Buddha and Wusheng Lao Mother.

The sound of cannons stopped and the guns stopped. The entire battlefield became quiet. The wind whistled past, taking away the strong smell of blood. Thousands of corpses were covered with blood and stained with yellow sand!

The Ming army did not chase after those "pseudo-army" who fled, and they were too lazy to chase them. The strict battle formation was still motionless. Only the artillerymen were adjusting the artillery positions in an orderly manner and replenishing ammunition.

Doudou...

The sound of a low and desolate horn sounded, and two thousand-man cavalry suddenly emerged from the Yarkand battle formation, and rushed to the two wings of the Ming army with murderous intent. Obviously, after the temptation just now, it was obvious that the wings of the Ming army were weak, and the range of artillery fire could strike was relatively small, so a small group of cavalry were sent to further test.

Boom boom boom boom...

The Fran machine cannons on both wings roared again, and the whistling shells fell, causing many Yarkand cavalry to overturn their horses. However, the Yarkand people had obviously figured out a set of tactics against Ming army artillery, that is, when the cavalry charge, they try to break up the formation and widen the distance, but the formation is staggered and scattered without being chaotic. In this way, it can not only effectively reduce the damage to the Ming army's shells, but also avoid being distracted.

Seeing this, Xu Jin couldn't help but nodded secretly. It seemed that the Yarkand coach was very smart, not mediocre, and he was flexible in responding on the spot!

However, this is not enough to be seen in front of the well-equipped Shenji Camp. Just as the two Yarkand cavalry wade through the Ming army's artillery blockade line for a small price, and happily pulled up their bows and arrows to give the Ming army a round of shooting baptism, the Ming army's flintlock rifle was already the first to fire.

The equipment of the Shenji Camp is always the most advanced. The flintlock rifles in their hands are all upgraded versions. The barrel is rifled, and the range is greatly increased. The maximum range can reach 300 meters and the effective killing range is about 18 meters, which has exceeded the range of most ordinary bows and arrows.

So the Yerkand cavalry was just about to shoot arrows, and the Ming army had already pulled the plate machine. The banging gunshots were like beans, and streams of white smoke rose up. The Yer cavalry on the opposite side fell one after another like dumplings. Seeing this, the cavalry behind dared not rush forward. They turned their horses and rushed out in a diagonal direction, fled back to their original formation. Originally, there were only about one thousand left for two thousand cavalry, which really corresponded to the saying "Capricorn to beat a dog" - half.

At this moment, a layer of cold sweat finally oozed out of Bai Yi's forehead. He had relied on his luck and tricks to seize many city passes of the Ming army, so he was inevitably despised by the Ming army's combat power. Now he was head-on with the Shenji Camp, and then he suddenly realized that the army with all firearms was so difficult to deal with, and he was simply the nemesis of the cavalry.

No, I remember that the Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Di, relied on the three major camps and field troops equipped with firearms to rampage the world, and the Northern Yuan forces were frightened!

You should know that the Ming Chengzu used old-style muskets like fire sticks and old-style cannons. What are the current Shenji Camp used? The rear-loaded Folang machine cannon and the flintlock gun that can be controlled with both hands. Whether it is the firing speed, accuracy, or range, it is a nightmare to face such a full-fire cavalry!

Doudou...

This time, it was the turn of the Ming army's horn sounding. The Shenji Camp, which had already exhausted its heart, no longer wanted to wait. Amid the intense horn sound, Qi Jingtong and Xie Erjian, two tiger generals, led 3,000 cavalry to launch a counterattack!

The Iron Cavalry of the Six Thousand Shenji Camp was like two sharp long swords that were unsheathed and slashed towards the opposite side. In an instant, the sky was filled with sand, and the murderous aura soared into the sky!

Bai Yi was both surprised and happy, and naturally the majestic momentum of the Shenji Camp. He was happy that the opponent finally took the initiative to attack, and the opponent no longer had to risk the opponent's deadly artillery fire to attack.

However, Bayi soon realized that this was the beginning of a nightmare!

"Warriors, use your scimitar to kill them and those Ming soldiers!" Bayi shouted and pointed at the front of his sword. The six thousand cavalry rushed out and met the Shenji Camp that was coming from the opposite side.

Five hundred meters...400 meters...300 meters...

The cavalry on both sides were getting closer and closer, and the sound of horse hooves was as loud as thunder, which made the earth shake. Sand and stones flew between the sky and the earth. Bayi and Li Daren stared at the battlefield, and their hearts were almost in their throats. There was no doubt that the outcome of this decisive battle was the key to this round of charge. Which side of the cavalry lost, and this battle would definitely be lost!

Three hundred and fifty meters...two hundred meters...

Snap...

Xie Erjian and Qi Jingtong raised the flintlock rifle at the same time and calmly pulled the plate machine. The soldiers of the Six Thousand Shenji Camp also made this move in an orderly manner, without any orders. The years of coordinated combat have enabled the entire team to develop a tacit understanding like a finger.

Bang bang bang bang...

Under the dense gunfire, the Yarkand cavalry on the opposite side fell into pieces like harvesting wheat. After falling to the ground, they were trampled into meat paste by countless horse hooves. The scene was very tragic.

After firing a round of guns, Xie Erjian and Qi Jingtong did not continue to load the bullets, but decisively hooked the flintlock rifle to Desheng, raised the shield with their left hand, and the six thousand Shenji Camp soldiers also raised the shield like conditioned reflex, clean and neat, without the unnecessary movements of Ren Bao.

As soon as the Shenji Camp finished this single move, a wave of shootings on the opposite side fell, and they hit the iron shield on the ground, causing sparks to splash. Some war horses were unfortunately shot and fell down with a sad roar.

"Shoot again!" The Yarkand general on the opposite side gave the order, and the second wave of arrows fell again. This time it was changed to flat shooting. This time, some Ming troops were caught in the horse's hooves, and were also trampled into meat paste by the horse's hooves behind them.

War is so cruel, and zero casualties are impossible. The best result is to hurt the other party at a smaller cost!

Seeing this, Yarkand coach Bayi breathed a sigh of relief and regained some confidence. Although the Ming army's muskets were sharp, their disadvantage was that they could not be fired continuously. At this time, the bow and arrow were more dominant.

At this moment, the two sides were less than fifty meters away, and this distance should be enough to shoot another wave of arrows!

However, will Shenji Camp still give them a chance?

Obviously not. The next second, the brave throne of the Shenji Camp made an action at the same time. The man immediately leaned to the right and then swung his right hand forward with the horse. Countless black iron lumps were thrown into the air, and the sky was darkened. Then the black lumps drew a death parabola and fell dozens of meters away.

Ding Ding Dangdang, oh my...

The Yerkand cavalry rushing in front were smashed to pieces. Before they could react, the grenade exploded violently under the horse's feet. The scene of blooming on all sides was hard to describe in words. Anyway, it was just a matter of no matter how people were, their stomachs were rotten and their sorrows were everywhere!

"Blade!" Xie Erjian shouted softly, his shield hooked Desheng, his waist knife was unsheathed, and a large area of ​​sword light rose up, and the sun was cold.

Boom...

Six thousand warriors from Shenji Camp, six thousand long swords slashed into the enemy formation, like a chariot running over, or like a knife cutting tofu, one word - fast!

From the rear view where Xu Jin was, we can see that the cavalry of the Shenji Camp was rushing forward quickly. Wherever the front soldiers passed, blood was flying in the sky, and they were sometimes covered with broken limbs and broken arms flying from time to time. The scene was very shocking.

Xu Jin continued to calm down here, while Bai Yi on the opposite side was shocked and terrified. He thought the Ming army was just relying on the sharp firearms, but he did not expect that the combat power of the other cavalry was so strong. A wave of charges was as powerful as the enemy. The cavalry under his command was as powerful as paper, and he could not resist it at all.

Originally, the Yarkand people had a slightly superior physical strength and their mounts were not bad, but when they met the Shenji Camp, which had been through many battles, they were all good players in a hundred ways. Any one of them was a ruthless killing machine. In addition, their tacit understanding made their overall combat power increase several times. Once they charge forward, the indomitable momentum seemed to be able to penetrate you!

At this time, the Shenji Camp was about to drill through the formation of the cavalry in Yarkand. Both Bayi and Li Daren were shocked. The former hurriedly pushed the three thousand central troops who were left behind, trying to block the rapid advance of the Shenji Camp.

However, when the Ming army camp flew away again, Wang Lin'er led the last three thousand Shenji camp soldiers and suddenly rushed out and surrounded him from the right wing. His target was the enemy commander of Xingyue's army, Bayi.

"Master, please fight!"

"Master, please fight!" Liu Xian, Li Guangqi and others were excited to see it, and they all stepped forward to ask for fight.

Xu Jin nodded and said, "Go, those who seize the Star Moon Banner will receive their first merits, and reward 500 taels of silver. Capture or behead the enemy commander alive, and reward 1,000 taels of silver."

boom……

The young players present instantly ignited, and even the commander of Xining Guard Chen Wanquan was eager to try.

"Kill!" Two thousand Xining Guards followed Wang Lin'er and rushed out. After this period of hard work, the courage of these cowards has finally improved. In addition, they are fighting with the wind, so they are even more courageous. When they rush to kill, they are as powerful as they are. Of course, they can only follow behind the buttocks of Shenji Camp to pick up some vacancy.

Xu Jin glanced at Zhao Datou, who was so anxious that he scratched his head, and waved his hand in anger: "If you want to go, go, don't be suffocated!"

Zhao Datou instantly heard the fairy voice, grinned and said, "Master, let's see that I have mentioned Nabayi's head to offer you!" After that, he rushed out with his horse's belly.
Chapter completed!