Ten thousand horses galloped, its momentum was as fierce as a landslide and tsunami, and as swift as a storm. And the situation of the charge of 100,000 horsemen can only be described as destroying the world and destroying the earth.

Even with such a large-scale charge, Wanyan Aguda still divided the formation of the charge into three echelons. Wanyan Agu knew very well in his heart that the power of the opponent's firearms was still there, and the cavalry would suffer huge casualties if they charged intensively, so it was necessary to charge in batches to avoid a large number of casualties. Moreover, too many cavalry would also cause congestion in the offensive passage, and the attack of fifteen or six thousand cavalry in the direction of each wave, each camp wall, was appropriate.

"Pass the order down and fight back with all your might. Give Liang Qi an order that his melons can be eaten. Witnessing the charge of the enemy cavalry brigade coming like a stormy wave, Lin Jue shouted loudly.

Although the battle on the walled wall continued, some of the archers had already aimed their arrows a hundred paces away. Dozens of swarming bazookas have also been reloaded, ready to spew fury. The grenade throwers, who had been holding back for a long time, stood on the platform behind the camp wall, the fire fold in their hands had been blown up, and the top cover of the small melon in their hands had been lifted, revealing the fuse and getting ready. On the ground beside them, dozens of small melons in wicker baskets were within reach.

At the opening of the camp gate on the east side, hundreds of cavalry archers of the Luoyan Army held crossbows and surrounded them in a semicircle. Although the camp gate on the north side did not collapse, hundreds of crossbowmen were also ready. In the open space on the inside of the camp wall, the 30,000-strong cavalry team led by Ma Qingshan and his generals had already unsheathed their long knives, bent over their backs, and were ready to urge the horses to charge.

All the soldiers of the Falling Goose Army were ready to fight.

The short distance of less than a few miles was only a few tens of breaths for the charging cavalry. But this short period of time seems extremely long at this moment. When the rumbling thunderous sound of horses' hooves seemed to never stop, the ear drums were filled with this tiresome and frightening sound. Except for the moving war horses, everything seemed to have frozen in the past few tens of breaths, and even the two sides above and below the camp wall temporarily stopped fighting, and their eyes were also on the torrent galloping.

"Kill!"

A heart-rending cry broke the noisy silence, which was the roar of Ma Bin holding his long knife aloft. With this roar, the next moment the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky, and the shouts of the soldiers and horses on both sides resounded in the sky, all the sounds re-entered the ears, and the people who were frozen and still also came alive.

The bowstring hummed low, and a rain of arrows pierced the sky and swooped down a hundred paces away. A swarm of rockets with a sharp whistling roar and a trail of irregular fireworks erupted, and the extremely fast and numerous rockets emitted a faint sound of wind and thunder tearing through the air.

A hundred paces away, the Jurchen cavalry reached the firing range, and in an instant, ten thousand arrows hit the head, and the sound of fireworks and explosions resounded through the wilderness. Thousands of cavalry in the front ranks

It was like rushing into a tyrannical storm, and in just an instant, countless people and horses were hit by arrows, countless fireworks burst in the formation, and countless people fell off their horses screaming. Smoke and dust billowed out, blood burst out, men and horses rolled on the ground, grass clippings and dirt raised in the air, the scene was extremely tragic.

Under one round of blows, more than 30,000 Jurchen cavalry in the first echelon suffered thousands of casualties. A second blow followed. The same brutal scene was repeated again, and after a stormy blow, the Jurchen cavalry again killed and wounded more than a thousand people.

However, the Jurchen formation was not chaotic, and in the face of such a ferocious blow, the cavalry did not collapse. Because they have long been mentally prepared, they have long known that they will face the fierce blows of the other party. And they have long understood that there is no retreat today, and unless they defeat their opponents or die here, they will have no way out. They had understood this from the big leader's blood-red eyes, from his roaring words. The Great Leader is going to attack desperately today, and no one wants to get out of this battle, not even himself.

Braving the ferocious long-range attacks of the Luoyan Army, and suffering heavy casualties, the Jurchen cavalry front rushed to a distance of fifty paces. This distance is already a safe distance. In order to quickly launch rockets and shoot a large number of enemy cavalry, the range angle set by a swarm of bazooka is fixed, because there is no time for them to adjust the angle, at most they can swing the angle from side to side, and choose the enemy's dense formation to shoot. But the distance of the shot was in the range of 80 to 130 paces. In order to match the lethality of the rockets, the archers of the Falling Goose Army were also told to shoot their arrows at a distance of 100 paces in order to form a blockade of death. In this case, the distance between fifty and eighty paces was actually a vacuum of firepower for the Luoyan army, and there were no powerful firearms to cover it except for a few bows and arrows that affected it. Therefore, the Jurchen cavalry who rushed out of the chaos of fireworks and killings and arrived here all had a sense of sudden rebirth.

Not far ahead is the opponent's camp, and the faces of the soldiers and horses on the wall of the opponent's camp can be seen clearly. The Jurchen cavalry lifted their spirits, raised their scimitars and rushed away with an earth-shattering cry. They thought that they could then rush directly under the camp wall, through the open camp gate, and they could engage in hand-to-hand combat in the way they were best suited. However, they forget that the other side has another powerful means. Maybe it's been too long since they've seen the power of each other's little melons, and they've forgotten about this kind of firearm that makes them chill.

In a few breaths, the Jurchen cavalry rushed within fifty paces. Liang Qi was waiting for this moment, and after shouting loudly and giving the order, the four hundred throwers who were ready to attack ignited the grenade and threw their arms. Four hundred small melons snorting blue smoke landed within a range of forty to fifty paces, exploding almost at the same time. A loud and deafening roar was accompanied by hundreds of pillars of mud and smoke rising into the sky. The mud and rocks were scattered like rain, countless fragments flew in all directions, and the Jurchen cavalrymen turned on their backs with the huge impact force.

Compared

Other firearms, the Little Melon are more simple and brutal, with a wider range of damage and more brutality. With the amount of charge and damage mechanism of the little melon, it is a little difficult to kill people directly unless it explodes at a very close distance. But its lethality does not come from its own explosive power, but from the vast majority of the lethality of scattered fragments. Irregular fragments with sharp and sharp angles scattered in all directions, and the opponent's protective power was useless. These fragments do not need to hit the vital point, in fact it is impossible to control the part of the body at all, but if they are hit in the body, they are deep wounds. If you hit the vital point, you will be killed instantly. What's more, he attacked indiscriminately, spreading in all directions, and there was hardly any hiding place in an area after the explosion. Even if you have a sturdy shield to protect you, you don't know where the fragments are coming from. Even if you're lucky enough not to get hit, the mounts under your crotch won't be spared, as they're much more targeted.

After these 400 grenades exploded in the jungle of the opposing cavalry, their power and lethality far exceeded the lethality of a swarm. After one round, the Jurchen cavalry killed were less than 400 people, but more than 1,000 were wounded. The disabled men and horses are unable to fight, which is equivalent to dying in battle, and the opposing cavalry is out of the sea of suffering and goes to hell, and the people are turned on their backs, and there is chaos.

"Boom, boom!" Small melons rained down in front of the battle, the Jurchen cavalry fell one after another in the flying fragments, countless men and horses rolled and groaned on the ground, and the torn wounds on their bodies gurgled with blood. Some people were pierced through the belly by fragments, and their intestines flowed to the ground, screaming in horror on the ground.

But no one will save them, and when they fall, it will be almost like death. Both the enemy and their own soldiers and horses ignored the presence of these wounded. The cavalry rushed and trampled them into the mud, and the opponent's grenades threw them, scattering and scattering them everywhere, which would also patch up a few wounds and end their suffering.

The grenade only had time to throw three rounds, because if it got closer, it would affect itself. The fragments do not grow eyes. The Jurchen cavalry experienced a nightmarish charging journey, from the time they entered within a hundred paces to the time they reached the camp wall, they were killed and wounded by the long-range fire of the Luoyan army. More than 2,000 people fled in terror, and the remaining 10,000 or so cavalry rushed to within ten paces. Then, they were sniped at close range by the third wave of repeaters and the king's eight boxes.

The 1,000 guards of the firearms battalion had already been on the camp wall, and the Wang Ba box roared, and the barrage formed by the shotgun was like a wall, allowing the oncoming Jurchen horses to suffer a head-on blow. Countless cavalry rolled on the ground with great inertia, rolled heavily into the trenches, and even crashed under the camp walls. The walls of the camp were shaken from time to time, and the earth fell rapidly, as if it was about to be knocked down.

In the end, less than 9,000 Jurchen cavalry rushed under the camp walls alive. A short charge distance of 100 paces is a bloodstained road to death. The three-dimensional strike firepower of the Luoyan Army from far and near caused them to suffer unimaginable brutal blows and pay a huge price.