"Kill all these Nikan~"

"Kill~"

"Robbed their armor and weapons, as well as their horses~"

With the sound of howls, the Jurchens immediately rushed towards the Ming army.

Their way of playing is that there is no way to play, everything relies on the strong combat ability of the Jurchens, and a Jurchen can often fight with several Ming troops.

These tens of thousands of Jurchens gathered together, and if they fought head-on, their combat power was very terrifying, enough to impact the Ming army composed of tens of thousands of people.

"Ready~"

"Aim~"

Zhu Houzhao excitedly clenched his musket, held it firmly, and aimed at a Jurchen who was rushing to the front.

I saw that this Jurchen was very tall, wearing leather armor, holding a mace in his hand, and his head was bare, with only a small rattail pigtail on the back.

"You are my first target~"

Zhu Houzhao had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

This first time he went to the battlefield, he didn't mean to be afraid, but the whole person was very excited, all he fantasized about in his mind was Wei Qinghuo's illness, and he admired the general who was the wolf Juxu.

This time, he finally got rid of Liu Jin, sneaked in, and had the opportunity to participate in the battle in person, and his whole body was in good spirits.

"There are more than 10,000 people~"

"Man Wan is invincible, I want to see how many of my 20,000 new troops can be left after a round of musket shooting."

Liu Jin rode on the war horse and looked at the Jurchens who rushed over.

In the era of cold weapons, they are indeed extremely powerful, but the times have changed, and now they are gradually moving towards the country of the era of hot weapons, no matter how strong the cold weapon is, it will eventually be eliminated.

Liu Jin's side, Wang Shouren looked unhappy.

In his opinion, these Jurchens in front of him are all infantry, and there are not a few war horses, and the 10,000 cavalry under his command is enough to easily eat them.

But Liu Jin refused to let these new troops come.

This made him very unhappy, and the brothers under his hands were also very unhappy, when they ate meat, they actually asked everyone to pull aside, watching the new army eat meat, they could only wait to pick up some scraps and burn cold.

Actually, he didn't know that this was also for Liu Jin's safety.

Liu Jin, who came from later generations, knew too well the combat power of the Jurchens.

If you really think that the cavalry can win against the Jurchens, you are wrong.

Even if it is infantry against cavalry, the Jurchens can be strong to the point of defeating the cavalry, they are so strong.

Surviving between the white mountains and black waters for a long time, fishing and hunting for a living, has long been the fierceness of the Jurchens.

Wang Shouren's 10,000 cavalry is also very strong, but if he fights with the Jurchens, he will also lose the reference at that time, and this 10,000 cavalry can be regarded as the most precious cavalry in the hands of the Ming Dynasty now.

In the future, these cavalry will have to rely on these cavalry to sweep the grassland, and push it from east to west, but it can't be folded in the hands of the Jurchens.

So it's better to use the new army, to use muskets against these Jurchens.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and soon, each could clearly see the faces of the opponents.

The Jurchens are particularly strong, especially the savage Jurchens, who look like savages, but they are also very tall, and a savage aura is coming.

"100 zhang ~"

"50 zhang ~"

"30 zhang ~"

"15 zhang ~"

"Fire~"

The officer in charge of directing the shooting kept calculating the distance between the two sides, and when it reached 15 zhang, he decisively ordered to open fire.

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

A dense burst of gunfire rose with billowing white smoke.

Then the Jurchen army that was struggling to charge was like a wave of wheat swept by the wind, and it was like a huge wave crashing on the rocks, and the Jurchens who rushed to the front instantly fell a large piece.

"Second Row ~"

"Aim~"

"Fire~"

After the first shots, the second platoon of spears stretched out again, aiming, firing, and doing so in one go.

"Bang~"

Another dense burst of gunfire rang out, and it immediately hit the Jurchen army fiercely, and the people who rushed in front fell head-on.

"Third row~"

"Aim~"

"Fire~"

Like a machine, the third platoon quickly aimed and fired, and the smoke was accompanied by the sound of dense gunfire, and the Jurchen army suddenly floated countless blood flowers.

One by one, the Jurchens who rushed to the front fell directly.

The 20,000 new troops were just a salvo, and suddenly the entire battlefield became quiet.

The Jurchens, who were constantly charging, were dumbfounded, and some lucky ones stood in a daze, anxious to look around in disbelief.

The people who had charged with him all fell in a pool of blood, all of them had holes in their bodies, blood flowed, and some of them did not die, and they were constantly wailing.

As for the Jurchens who rushed behind, they were even more stupid, looking at the corpses all over the place, looking at the familiar figures, the pace of impact automatically stopped.

In just one volley, 20,000 new troops, each fired one shot, and the hit rate was not very high, but thousands of people fell.

The dense formation impact met the dense musket formation, and the lethality was extremely terrifying, like harvesting wheat waves.

"First Row ~"

"Ready~"

"Aim~"

"Fire~"

They didn't rush, but the Ming army didn't mean to stop, and the mechanical voice sounded again.

Suddenly, there was another burst of smoke accompanied by dense gunshots, and suddenly another figure continued to fall.

"Three Rapid Fire~"

"Fire~"

On the other side, the artillerymen also opened fire here.

"Boom~Boom~"

Hundreds of dense cloud cannons began to erupt with fury and a deafening loud bang that resounded through the sky.

Cannonballs whistled in the sky and soon fell on the Jurchens.

"Bump~"

The terrible inertia, where the shells fell, suddenly became a blur of flesh and blood.

No matter how tall you are, no matter how strong you are, you will die when you are hit by a cannonball, and even some cannonballs fall to the ground and continue to jump after that, and the places you pass are also brought out a bloody road.

The cannonballs continued to whist, the army behind the Jurchens was in chaos, and the Jurchen leaders such as Toro were all frightened and bloodless.

The shell hit too far.

They saw with their own eyes that Badar was hit by a shell, and half of his whole body was smashed.

"It's terrible~"

Tokutobao couldn't help but tremble at this time.

I have never seen such terrible muskets and artillery, the range of muskets is very long, the key is such a dense musket attack, the Jurchen army charge is no different from sending them to death.

Although their bows and arrows are powerful, they can't shoot each other at all, and even if they do, the other party is wearing armor, and it is difficult to cause any damage to the Ming army.

It's just that the battle has just begun, and they haven't even approached the Ming army, but thousands of people have already died, plus the whistling shells.

The entire Jurchen army was in chaos, completely in chaos.

The tribal leaders were also afraid of death, and at this time they were like headless flies constantly dodging everywhere, and some of them were timid, and even rode horses to escape from here.

The intensive attack of hundreds of artillery pieces, there are shells whistling in the sky all the time, constantly falling on their heads, and no one knows if it will fall on their bodies in the next second.

"Lizheng~"

"Take a break~"

"Let's go~"

On the other side, the Ming army was like a sophisticated machine, and the Jurchens stopped charging, and they began to walk towards the Jurchen army with neat steps.

"Lizheng~"

"Take a break~"

"Ready, aim~"

"Fire~"

When they got closer to the Jurchens, they began to line up in three rows, and rounds of thick smoke continued to rise, accompanied by dense gunfire, and a large number of Jurchens continued to fall.

"Fortunately, these Jurchens don't have any war horses, and if they are attacked by cavalry, it is really not good to hurt them."

Liu Jin looked at everything on the battlefield with great satisfaction, and he was slightly happy in his heart.

At this time, the Jurchens were very scarce in warhorses, and there was no way to form cavalry, so these infantry under them were very safe.

Of course, with such a dense formation, coupled with the advantage of numbers, even in the face of cavalry, there is no need to be afraid, and they can also be overturned with men and horses.

"This?"

"This is the New Army, and this is also terrifying."

Jiang Ji, Yang Yu and other people from the Liaodong Prefecture who came with them were dumbfounded when they looked at the scene in front of them.

Stationed here for a long time, they have seen the fierceness and strength of the Jurchens, and they know how powerful the Jurchens are.

In the past, there was friction with the Jurchens, and the Ming army never took any advantage, and often several Ming troops were not the opponents of the Jurchens.

But in front of him, only 20,000 new troops, still with muskets in their hands, actually defeated the Jurchens.

A simple round of volleys, accompanied by dense gunfire and bursts of smoke, the Jurchens fell one after another, but they did not suffer any casualties.

The terrible artillery attack directly attacked the rear heart of the Jurchens, and the volley of hundreds of artillery pieces beat the leaders of the rear of the Jurchens like headless flies, scattering and fleeing.

"Lao Wang, it's time for you to attack~"

Liu Jin looked at Lao Wang beside him, there were still thousands of Jurchens left, but at this time, they were already in a state of collapse, and they were constantly fleeing everywhere, and it was obviously inappropriate for his musketeers to pursue.

"Offense~"

Wang Shouren, who had long been unable to bear it, heard this, pulled out the long sword in his hand, and with a wave of the long sword, his foot was lightly clamped, and it was suddenly like a white shadow towards the defeated Jurchens.

"Knock knock~"

With Wang Shouren's attack, the 10,000 cavalry who followed immediately rushed forward.

5,000 elite cavalry of the Ming Dynasty, 5,000 steppe cavalry.

10,000 horses were galloping, their armor shimmering in the sunlight, and the sabers and scimitars in their hands were raised high, killing the fleeing Jurchens from both wings like huge dark clouds.