The retreating musketeers were late because of the delay in the order, but Li Tao had already considered this when he gave the order, so when the last soldier had just dodged away from the frontal battlefield, a knight broke through the smoke and rushed out.

"It's dangerous!" When the last musketeer saw this, he patted his chest again and again, and kept rejoicing, if he left a little later, he was afraid that he would be blocked by these cavalry, and obviously, after the cavalry appeared, those guys in iron armor would definitely not open the passage for themselves.

Rejoicing in his fate, the musketeer kept his hands and feet, and when he reached the end, he immediately began to reload his ammunition and prepare for another shot. Compared with the previous tense and busy, their movements at the moment were full of elegance, and their skillful tactical movements were completed quickly and accurately, and then they waited for orders with their guns in hand.

"Free Fire!" And quickly, the favorite order of the musketeers came, which pleased some of them, they were all very fast reloaders, and this was the case with the last withdrawn gunner, who grinned and pulled the trigger the moment the order was given.

With a bang, one of the Tartars shook before falling. On the way he had just passed, he had already finished loading the projectile.

The Tartars rode on horseback, far above the spearmen, which made it much easier for the musketeers in the back, not to have to carry things under their feet as they did against the infantry, so as to prevent the projectiles from hurting their own people if they were not high enough.

However, if it is infantry, can the other party still rush over so quickly? Blowing down the muzzle of gunsmoke, the musketeer thought leisurely and disdainfully, let alone the three-row musket battle line, it is estimated that even the defense line of this group of iron bumps will not be able to break through!

Since the first cavalry of the Tartar cavalry rushed out of the smoke of gunpowder, more and more cavalry rushed out one after another, but the originally dense formation suddenly decreased a lot at this moment, sparsely pulled, and the intensity of the impact was also reduced a lot.

Bang!

The cavalry who rushed out first collided with men and horses, but the speed of the attenuation made his impact have no strength, and he was stabbed through the dense spear forest without even breaking through.

The cavalry that came out from behind was like this, and as soon as they rushed over, they were stabbed to death by countless spears, which did not play a role at all. But more and more cavalry rushed out, slower, but much faster than those at the front.

However, even so, they did not break through the defenses, and the cold and shining sharp objects alarmed the horses that they suddenly saw, and they raised their front hooves and refused to step forward, and the knights on it, in this case, were once again stabbed to death by the spearmen.

For a while, the mournful roar of the war horse continued to sound, and this short distance of three meters was like a place of death, and no one crossed it at all. With the fall of these vanguard cavalry, fewer cavalry rushed out of the smoke, but the spearmen were far from letting their guard down.

The slight shaking of the ground and the rumbling trampling of horses' hooves told them that there was a large wave of cavalry not far ahead.

Call!

A gust of wind blew away the smoke that was already about to dissipate, and the soldiers on both sides saw each other. Yulinjun's heart tightened, and then he desperately held the spear in his hand, and the soldiers leaned closer to each other. On the Tartar side, after seeing so many pierced corpses of his companions in front of him, he was also shocked, and then, the instinct of battle made them immediately wave the weapon in their hand and slam it on the butt of the mount.

Hiss!

The neighing sounds of countless war horses containing pain sounded, and then some of them were stimulated by the pain, ignoring the steel in front of them, and rushed forward.

Bang!

However, instead of sharp spears, they were greeted by heavy buckshots, and the musketeers in the back row finally wielded their might and cooperated with the spearmen on the front line to kill the enemy.

With the cooperation of spears and muskets, the Tartar cavalry fell one by one, but there were also fierce Tartars, who directly moved the war horse and jumped up, and the huge body of the war horse suddenly pressed towards the soldiers.

Rumble!

Although the war horse and the knight on it were killed, the huge weight would not be changed, and the soldier facing it was instantly crushed, and even the two or three soldiers next to him were in chaos.

Seeing that this method worked, the other Tartars did the same, urging their horses to jump over. However, after all, there are only a few Tartars with this riding skill, and only those Niulu leaders and tooth soldiers can do it, but Rao is like this, and under this method, the first layer of spearmen's defense line is broken.

This little breakthrough suddenly made the Tartar's spirit soar, and he finally saw the results. And with the onslaught of the cavalry, some of the dragoons dismounted at this time and fired with bows and arrows in the back, and some rushed up with the cavalry, trying to melee combat.

Nuer Hachi's expected melee battle came as scheduled, but the result was not satisfactory, the Yulin army did not collapse as expected, but very tenaciously used the spear in his hand to have a relationship with the Jurchens.

For a while, the battle situation was instantly scorched, and there were constantly Jurchen soldiers falling, and there were also Yulin Army soldiers being killed.

Seeing this unbearable scene, Nuer Hachi was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, why is this happening? Are these still the weak Ming soldiers in my impression? When did they become so heroic.

The Jurchen cavalry continued to attack, but they couldn't break through this copper wall at all, at most they only broke through one or two layers outside, and then there were more than 20 such defense lines behind.

As for the flanks, Nuer Hachi didn't think about going after looking at it, this iron wall was close to the sea on one side, and there were ten huge gunboats waiting in a row on that side, those dense, black barrels, just a glance, Nuer Hachi lost his courage, and he didn't dare to approach that side, let alone break through from there.

Mang Gurtai is the best example, as soon as he led people to approach that side, the large and small cannons on those big ships were fired instantly, and the loud noise that shook the sky immediately made these cavalry disperse, and Mang Gurtai himself was directly hit by a huge cannonball, turning into meat paste.

Jurchen! Defeated! Nuerhachi thought desperately. As far as his eyes could see, one by one, his once familiar subordinates rushed forward, and then, falling down, Feiyangu, Eyidu, and He Heli, died in front of him one by one.

No, there is still a hope, Nuer Hachi seemed to remember something, looking to the west, there are no cannons there, some are only five thousand black-armored cavalry, as long as I can break through, I will definitely be able to turn defeat into victory.

"Yellow flag, attack." With his own personal guards, Nuer Hachi charged resolutely but desperately.

Zhu Youxiao didn't care so much, he kept staring at the battlefield with a telescope, and when he saw the stalemate, he understood that it was time for him to appear.

"Cavalry, sortie!" Zhu Youxiao grabbed the cavalry spear, pulled the helmet, lightly clamped the horse, and the sharp arrow formation with him as the arrow took shape instantly, and beside him was Li Tu, the commander of the cavalry.

Thundered!

The violent trampling of horses' hooves sounded again, coming from the west, and Nuer Hachi's expression was shocked, and when he looked at it, he saw the armored general who had taken the lead first.

The other party's kind of eyes that everything is under control and the world bows down suddenly made him tremble, but the moment he made contact, Nuer Hachi woke up to the fact that the other party was definitely the commander of this army.

This can't help but raise a glimmer of hope in him, kill him, and I can have a way out! This thought made Nuer Hachi excited, raised his saber, and pounced fiercely.

The distance is getting closer and closer, and Nu'er Hachi's spirit is becoming more and more concentrated, but why is the other party's riding spear so long, and he can't touch the other party at all.

Poof!

The long cavalry spear stabbed into Nu'er Hachi's chest fiercely, and suddenly all his strength passed, and his vitality began to dissipate.

Why, this is why, my life, why do I have to live in the shadow of the Ming people! With deep regret and unwillingness, Nuer Hachi fell to the ground.

Bang!

There was a silent vibration, and the two black torrents collided together, and after Zhu Youxiao's fierce barrel pierced a tall figure, it suddenly exploded, but fortunately, he let go in advance and did not receive injuries.

Suddenly, he saw a trace of unwillingness and regret in the eyes of the tall figure who fell, but he didn't think much about it, there were more people dead on the battlefield, and anything strange would happen.

In the first year of the Apocalypse, on April 18, Houjin Heavenly Mandate Khan, Nuer Hachi, died!

Pulling out the man's knife, Zhu Youxiao instigated the horse and continued to rush forward, he didn't know that the person he stabbed to death just now was the thief chief Nuer Hachi.

The Jurchen cavalry went through the baptism of artillery, the three rounds and three salvos of the muskets, followed by the spear phalanx of the steel jungle, one after another blows, had already demoralized them, and the previous desperate was just an outbreak of despair, and at this moment Nuer Hachi died, they suddenly lost their sustenance and leadership, and collapsed on the spot.

It's just that after breaking through the two cavalry clusters, all the remaining Jurchen Eight Banners immediately scattered and fled, or directly threw down their weapons and surrendered on their knees, these are all damn dragoons, and they can't outrun the cavalry with multiple layers of armor on their bodies.

Of course, there are also stubborn resistance, such as Dai Shan, such as Fei Yingdong, they took their own personal soldiers, and would rather die than surrender, fighting to the last moment, of course, this is the same as knowing that they will not survive if they surrender, rather than being humiliated by the Ming Kingdom at that time, it is better to die directly on the battlefield.

"Is that the end of it?" Stopping the horses, Zhu Youxiao looked back blankly, after the cavalry was dispatched, he broke through the enemy's resistance so easily, which made him feel a little unreal. But thinking about the equipment on his side and the blows suffered by the Jurchens, if they can hold on until now, the Jurchens can already be called tenacious.

If it was replaced by the Mongolian cavalry at this time, it would not be able to rush at all, and under the design of cannons and muskets, it would definitely collapse directly, and even the edge of the phalanx could not be touched.

"Actually, it's easy to defeat the Jurchen!" Zhu Youxiao silently thought in his heart that even if the Ming army did not have a firearm or a cuirass, as long as an artillery could be developed that could accompany the army, fighting the Jurchens would be like playing. And the accompanying artillery is also very simple, just sawing the barrel short.

When hundreds of artillery pieces were fired together, any cavalryman had to kneel.

It's really easy to defeat the Jurchens!

With the entry of Zhu Youxiao's cavalry, the flank attack around the rear, the death of Nuer Hachi and a series of generals, the Jurchen completely collapsed, but the war was over, and the follow-up cleaning work did not end so quickly.

It's just that Zhu Youxiao didn't plan to take care of it, he handed these over to Li Yuyu and them, and walked towards the artillery position, his mood was a little low, he thought that there would be a bloody battle in the end, but the Jurchens who had been washed by firearms were unusually weak.