Thanks to this iron armor, the spear of the Ming army failed to penetrate his body, but the force of the collision made his chest feel like he had been smashed with a boulder, and at the same time, he couldn't lift it in one breath, and the long knife in his hand fell off from his hand in an instant.

It felt like the whole person was pressed under the water, desperately trying to come up and take a breath, but no matter how much his hands and feet moved, he couldn't surface.

The black horse that stepped down did not know the discomfort of the owner, but the war horse was a spiritual animal, and it may not know what happened to the owner, but it could feel death.

The dark horse instinctively tried to stop himself, but his body still rushed forward, and finally crashed into the spear of death impartially.

The tip of the spear stabbed into the junction between the black horse's neck and chest, and then slid through the cartilage, and the blood-covered head peeked out of the back of the black horse's neck, and then stabbed straight into the middle of Andeli's unprotected hips.

He screamed and subconsciously straightened his legs, trying to stand up from the saddle, but he couldn't move as if he was nailed, and finally even the black horse he loved hit the wooden fence of the Ming army, and then both fell to the ground.

It's just that his body can't be separated from the dark horse.

He didn't die on the spot, his frightened eyes didn't look at the Ming army on the other side of Muzha, but at his buttocks.

In the end, he lost too much blood and finally blurred his vision.

Compared with being directly pierced by the spears of the Ming army, those Jin soldiers who were trampled by the horse's hooves after falling from their horses died more miserably, and many people's bones were crushed by the trampling, like a cartilage man, not to mention standing up, even if they couldn't move.

The Jin soldiers who rushed to the front suffered heavy casualties, but so many war horses and the weight of their owners crashed into the wooden fence together, and the impact force was also very high, causing the wooden fence in many sections to either be knocked open a gap, or be hit crumbling.

"Release, release!"

Yang Huan's voice was hoarse, this moment was not only a good time to hit the Jin army, but also a moment of life and death for the Ming army.

To be able to block this wave of gold army is to live;

If you can't stop it, you will die.

The sound of "bang" was endless, and the Ming army's guns rang out from time to time, but it was not the neat gunfire, but the free shooting.

This will, and there is no need to aim, just load the medicine and blast it out of the gate.

Firearms such as "flying in the air to kill the enemy and shaking the sky and thunder" are still spraying medicine, and the Ming army does not expect these firearms with low lethality to cause death to the Jin soldiers, but only hopes that these firearms can confuse the Jin army to the greatest extent.

Xiao Bu's only three big pole guns and two squatting tiger squatting cannons would also be hot, and the soldiers who fired the guns had to give up these lethal firearms, pick up their spears and run to the front to stab those golden soldiers.

It's not that they can't use water to cool down the barrels of the Tiger Squat Cannon and the Pole Gun, but in that case, it is easy to make the barrel of the cannon soft, and it is very likely that the barrel will be blown up if it is recharged.

"Cast!"

Hu Xiaoqi shouted, and threw the ignited Tao Lei in his hand into the Jin army formation in front of him.

With a "bang", the Tao Lei exploded, and the iron nails and lead pellets flew into the air towards the dense golden soldiers and war horses around them.

One after another Tao Lei and Shi Lei were thrown out like this, and each one thrown out meant that Grandpa Wei's waist had shrunk by one, but as long as he could kill a golden soldier, Grandpa Wei, who was far behind, would feel very happy in his heart.

Bayin and his companions moved back and forth under the wooden fence with their short knives bowed over their waists, and their targets were not the golden soldiers on their horses, but the golden soldiers who had fallen from their horses and the war horses that had crashed into the wooden fence.

Kim Sam-soon and a group of soldiers tied a red cloth around their sleeves, and their duty was not to kill the enemy, but to drag down those wounded companions.

Otherwise, letting these wounded soldiers wail in the battle would be a big blow to their morale. As for these wounded soldiers, they can only be bandaged simply, and whether they can return to Yiju alive for treatment depends on their lives.

Xiao Bozhi was dressed in iron armor, and stood on the sentry platform set up in the camp with several personal soldiers according to the knife, as the commander of the first army, he did not need to kill the enemy personally, he only needed to do one thing, that is, to stare at the enemy's movements and make corresponding deployments.

The flag soldiers on the sentry post waved the flag from time to time and passed the military orders of the commander-in-chief to the various departments.

Wei Xuewen's cavalry brigade never received the order to attack, because Xiao Bozhi thought that it was not yet time for them to attack.

"The Tartars are also very desperate, and they can fight more than the Beiyu."

Xiao Bozhi said this to the left and right, and then he didn't say anything more, just stared firmly at the white red flag in the north.

Based on his understanding of Jianzhou, the white red flag must be the so-called flag owner of Jiannu.

Abai?

Xiao Bozhi thought of the so-called third elder brother in his twenties that he saw in Jianzhou a year ago.

.........

The wooden fence that has been knocked open many gaps is still firmly controlled by the Ming army, and under the blow of the Ming army's spare no effort, the wooden fence of the Ming army is full of corpses of golden soldiers and war horses in less than a mile.

This scene made the main attacker, the first armor with the white flag, Lama Ezhen Gurto, very painful and angry, but he did not order the troops to be withdrawn, but asked Niu Lu Ezhen, who was under the command of Goshha, to break through the Ming army's defense line at all costs.

The stubborn resistance of the Ming army and the heavy casualties of their own side made some Jin soldiers feel terrified, but they did not dare to retreat under the strict military orders.

Hundreds of Jin soldiers jumped off their horses and took out their longbows, and shot at the Ming army without aiming. This is their usual method of attack.

Hundreds of large arrows fell at the same time.

A Ming soldier who was gritting his teeth and erecting the spear in his hand was hit by a big arrow, and he didn't even scream, he just fell to the ground, and the spear in his hand was also out of force and was broken on the wooden fence by the Jin army war horse that was piercing.

There are not many armors to resist gold and save **, but in order to save the lives of soldiers to the greatest extent, so that they can complete the mission of luring the enemy, Gonggong Wei transferred a lot of armor from the rest of the departments to Xiao Bozhi's department, although it is mainly cotton armor, but the protection ability of bows and arrows is still far stronger than leather armor.

It's just that the golden soldier's longbow is full of strength, and when an arrow goes down, the entire arrow is gone, although it is not fatal, but it also makes the soldier who is hit by the arrow lose his combat effectiveness instantly.

Under the rain of arrows from the Jin soldiers, thirty or forty soldiers who did not pay attention to the arrows fell to the ground on the spot.

"Anti-arrow, anti-arrow!"

"Raise your shield, raise your shield!"

The officers of the Ming army shouted loudly while dodging the rain of arrows.

Soon, the cards were held up, covering the sky overhead. But occasionally two or three arrows that seemed to have eyes fell from the gaps, slandering the Ming army.

Soon, one after another, one after another densely connected cards, pierced one feather arrow after another.

Xiao Bozhi's gaze on the sentry platform only glanced at his own front, and then returned to the white red flag.

He was judging when the stunned boy in his twenties would send all the power in his hands, and at that time, it would be the real battle to the death.

Only by withstanding that wave of attacks can he Xiao Dudu break through and retreat, otherwise, he Xiao Dudu will really become a swallowed bait.

It's a tall order.

Xiao Bozhi had to admit that he still underestimated the yellow braids, and the combat effectiveness shown by the other party was no worse than that of the guards in Liaodong.

Fortunately, Gonggong Wei allocated him an elite that was much stronger than the guards.

Well, the Imperial Army?

Quite a quirky name.