This machine is a machine of war!

It's a machine that was born for war!

It is a war machine composed of thousands of living beings, but its fuel is not life, but blood and will, and everyone who merges into it is full of blood, they hold their heads high, they have no hesitation, and they are willing to merge blood and life into a part of this machine.

Even a bloody butcher's knife could not stop this machine from advancing.

1,000 steps, 800 steps, 500 steps......

As they drew nearer and closer, they slowly walked down the hill and out of the forest, their movements unhurried, and soon they were within a hundred paces of the enemy.

"Ming Army, Ming Army......"

Suddenly, the green battalion soldiers on the periphery spotted this Ming army from the flank and rear, and the main formation immediately sounded like a ghost crying wolf's howl, which sounded a bit like a desperate wail when it came from the valley and the mountain wind.

At the same time, a loud whistle sounded, and in the desperate wail, the piercing whistle of the brass whistle seemed so loud.

In the loud brass whistle, just like in the past training, the footsteps of the crowd stepped on the brass whistle, which was the command post of the officers, used to coordinate everyone's movements, and each sound represented a step of the thigh. "One, two, one" is a set of beats, although it is not as rhythmic as the drum beat, but in the chaotic battlefield, the shrill whistle of the brass whistle is far clearer than the sound of war drums, and can even be transmitted a mile away.

At this time, in the whistle, this sharp formation that came out of the mountains and forests was forming a closer formation, they completely ignored the rain of bullets on the battlefield, in the billowing smoke they were like a giant dragon waking up from sleep, opening their teeth and dancing claws, and the plate armor on their bodies reflected the sunlight, like the dragon scales of a giant dragon, shining brightly.

It moves on the land, the Forwards, and at this time, they have become the symbol of this people, the dragon, and they have gathered into it, and there they have guarded, and they have defended it.

Guarding its land, its homeland.

Defend this civilization!

For thousands of years, it is these people, these most ordinary people, from small, worthless little people, after their blood is awakened, converge into a giant dragon, which will roar and soar into the sky, rampaging through the heavens and the earth, warning the savage robbers with its furious dragon flame, and anyone who tries to rob it of its wealth, what price will they pay for their actions!

100 steps, 90 steps, 50 steps......

Seeing that the Iron Man Sharp Formation attacking from the hillside was getting closer and closer, Zilharang, the Manchu Prince Zheng, slowly dripped a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

It's not the first time it's fought against the Ming army! But such a Ming army. He was the first time in his life that he had seen him.

No wonder Abatai will be defeated, Dolgon will be defeated, and even together with the emperor...... They were all defeated under their formations one by one, not because of how sharp the firearms of the Ming army were, but because of such momentum, such momentum is irresistible.

Now what?

Zilharang's heart is getting more and more anxious, and now, having put the last reserves into the battlefield, he has simply drawn out his surplus troops to resist this Ming army.

Once this Ming army enters the battlefield, they will tear the green battalion soldiers into pieces like tigers out of the cage, and in the face of their offensive, the green battalion soldiers are as vulnerable as flowers and plants before the storm.

Based on Zilharang's previous experience, he knew that he had been defeated!

When this armor was covered with ice and snow and pushed forward slowly in the wind and snow, he knew that he had been defeated. But despite this, he still ordered the Chinese army to release arrows, but what is the use of arrows?

The iron man of the Ming army, the iron armor is very strong, and the strong arrow cannot be worn!

But even so, the arrows always had to be released, and with the shocking sound of strings resounding in the air, thousands of feathered arrows swept through the air, even covering the sky and the sun, leaving a dark cloud on the earth, and in this dark cloud, this iron army marched forward without scruples

"Jingle Bell" ...... "Ding Ding Dong" ...... At the moment when man and arrow met, the battlefield was filled with the crisp sound of metal crashing, and the sound was like the bell of a drum tower, stirring and echoing in the air, it was like an alarm, but more like a trumpet. It seems to be blowing the horn of a dragon, and when this dragon's horn is sounded, the heavens and the earth, and everything in the world will feel its wrath.

The rain of arrows was like clouds, obscuring the sky and the sun, but they were still advancing under the clouds.

Not in a hurry.

The crisp sound of crashes and whistles echoed through the valley, converging to form a concerto. It got into the ears of the North Korean Green Battalion soldiers, causing their scalps to tingle and their legs to go limp.

Closer, closer, thirty steps, twenty steps......

As the distance approached, the bow and arrow finally showed its effect—hundreds of arrows pierced into the plate armor, shooting the warriors in the front row like hedgehogs, and the board was full of arrows, but it did not hurt them in the slightest. They continued to follow the whistle and walk in a neat pace. Take it easy and enjoy this long-promised feast.

Yes!

It's a feast!

One meal, they fell from Shenyang, from the day Jiannu conspired to rebel into the Kou, from the day Jiannu killed the Liao, they had prepared a feast for them.

And today, they are all the protagonists of this feast.

Whether it is the so-called Manchurian, Mongolian, Han and Eight Banners, or the Korean Green Battalion soldiers, when they are in this feast, they have only one destiny - to become food for this dragon that has just woken up!

It's time to engage the enemy!

At this moment, the battle flag of Dongjiang Town was raised high, facing the mountain wind and hunting in the wind and fluttering!

"Kill slaves!"

Mao Chengdou raised the horse chopping knife violently and shouted loudly.

"Kill slaves!"

In the deafening roar, all the whistles suddenly lost their rhythm and became long, and they merged into a long dragon groan.

In the midst of this angry dragon's dragon roar, all the horse swords converged into one blade, not one, but two or three......

"Kill slaves!"

At the moment of encountering the enemy, all the swords slashed forward together, like the sharp teeth of a giant dragon, this sharp array became a giant mouth of an angry dragon at this moment, and the moment it opened its mouth, it was about to devour all the creatures in front of it.

The seven-foot-long chopping knife slashed through the air with white flowers, slashing at the green battalion soldiers who were in a hurry to fight, and before those green battalion soldiers could resist, the blade forged by cold steel cut off the weapons in their hands, cut off their arms and shoulders, and cut their bodies in two......

"All of you!"

At the moment when the flowers bloomed, Zilharang shouted and picked up the bones, holding a shield in one hand and a bone in the other, and strode towards the Iron Man army that was facing him.

He was surrounded by more than 2,000 Bayalas!

Bayala!

Once upon a time, it could always run rampant on the battlefield, just like the iron army of the Ming army, at the most critical time, the Ming army will be defeated.

Since the rise of the Great Qing Dynasty, there has never been a case of two thousand Bayalas being invested in a single battle, the Jurchens are invincible, and Bayala is one in a hundred elites, although Zilharang previously decided that he was defeated based on his own experience! But that was when there were no 2,000 baras, and now there are 2,000 baralas around him!

More than 2,000 Bayaras, with the order of Zilharang, immediately roared and surrounded it in the center, each of them holding a bone or mace in their hands, and a round shield in their left hand, and then rushed towards the iron army in front of them.

For these two thousand Bayalas, they are confident enough to defeat the Ming army in front of them, after all, they have defeated the Ming army on the battlefield again and again, with their own martial arts, and let thousands of Ming soldiers die under their swords.

They believe that today will be able to reproduce the glory of yesterday, and the current Ming army is just a return to the light!