None of the soldiers of the "Royal First Division" who were besieged by several Qing chariots came down from the chariots, and they relied on the "flying crossbows" erected on the roof of the vehicles, which could effectively fight, except for a few chariots that were smashed open by the perverted power of barbarians like crossbow mountains.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Qing army, crawling out from under the chariot and covered with dust, died suddenly in the ground before they could figure out what was going on outside, in vain covering the rough tip of the arrow to break through the wounds caused by the flesh drilling, and one by one "oops" lying on the ground **, twisting their bodies.

The blood was like a drizzle in the spring breeze, and the fierce roars of the soldiers, the dull "killing" sound from the chest, and the wails of dying rushed through the battlefield. It stimulates people's ear drums, as it has been said, the lost in the war loses their lives, and the victorious get endless eternal sorrow.

The soldiers inside the back door who were smashed open by the force of the frenzy, this kind of problem that they did not encounter in training surprised these new recruits who had just entered the battlefield, but the long knives in the hands of the Qing soldiers with blood-red eyes and shouting loudly made them feel terrified for the last time.

"Fight, all of them, dial the knife...... The soldiers who had shot the last box of arrows in their spear-type crossbows pulled out the dog-legged knives they were carrying behind their backs, but the squad leader of this squad had obviously made a tactical mistake.

"They're out of arrows, get on!" The Qing soldiers, who had just been shot by the long arrows like a storm, shouted loudly and rushed up.

They were greeted by even more vicious serial crossbows fed with anesthetics.

In the same situation, the squad leader of another squad shouted, "Keep the battle line" Taking advantage of the time when one combat group was firing with a chain crossbow, the other combat group had quickly loaded the arrow magazine, and the two teams were shooting and reloading in cycles, although the firepower was slightly weaker, but it was the crossbow arrows that always met the Qing army.

"Grabbed it, grabbed a chariot from them, come and help......" There was a burst of cheers among the Qing army, but the Qing soldiers who were not shot down and were still fighting bloody battles all burst out at the same time and shouted excitedly, and their morale grew to the extreme for a while. A large number of Qing troops ran to the "trophy" where all the soldiers were killed, surrounded the chariot, and withdrew under the cover of the remaining chariots.

The "Royal First Division" did not understand what they wanted the chariot for, and of course they did not understand why they were so happy when they got a crippled chariot! They don't understand, but some people understand that this person is Huang Gu who changed places to watch the "play".

"Fuck, why is this battle like this! Ordered, all commanders immediately returned to the team, and the whole battalion was ready for combat. ”

However, it was said that the Qing troops who had robbed the chariot of the "Royal First Division" surrounded the chariot and ran in the direction that Bolo had hidden as agreed in advance.

"Where to run, look at my General Zheng Da here." Ambushes rose in the grass, feathered arrows, and sword lights scurried past with ominous howls.

"The front is the Ming army" is retreating Qing soldiers in the Ming army's ambush but stronger, they are afraid of the Shenzhou army, although these soldiers met this time are different from them, but they are also powerful enough, the Ming army! These elite soldiers of the Eight Banners have never been taken seriously, and it is not a problem for thousands of people to drive them tens of thousands of people away.

"The chariot ahead of the road" Crossbow Mountain also felt a little sore, just this chariot that was smashed open by him personally killed nearly 300 of his officers and soldiers, and what made him even more frustrated was that the soldiers inside actually threw out a dozen bombs that exploded a lot of lime, not only let the survivors in the car escape, but also left no wounded and corpses at all.

Now I heard that the Ming army came in front of him, and he was not happy all the way, as if he had drunk snow water in June, and he only felt refreshed. The soft hands and feet seemed to regain some strength, and while giving a loud order, he ordered the heralds to signal to the army led by Bolo.

"Kill" the soldiers of the Ming army who were in ambush in the four fields, waved their weapons and rushed up, who knew that they were facing the chariot that they never imagined, and the momentum was gone for most of the time, only to sigh that the luck was really bad, and the Tartars let those people of the first royal division kill all of them.

Zheng Sen also thought so at first, he was very happy in his heart, although he was not afraid of fighting with the Tartars in the wilderness, but those Tartars were strong after all, and the casualties in the fight would definitely be not small. To his surprise, the chariot that came from there actually shot a mess of arrows.

"Huangshan, boy, if you don't succeed, you will fight yourself." While he was still thinking about it, an arrow shot at the chest of the guard beside him. The guard fell off his horse and died without saying a word, and Zheng Sending stared at it, only to find that the long arrow in the guard's chest actually had arrow feathers.

"They...... They are the Qing army......" He shouted, and all the soldiers around him understood and shouted loudly together.

The soldiers of the Ming army came to their senses and shot arrows or fired Lu Mi guns at the team coming from there, but their spears, broadswords and even Lu Mi guns were not a one-sided slaughter against the Qing soldiers, an army that was also a chariot no matter how "earthy" it was. Except for those Qing soldiers who lost their chariots, they had little success, and were quickly scattered by the Qing army's remaining nearly a hundred chariots.

As soon as those Qing soldiers rushed up to the Ming army brigade, they came out of the gap left under the chariot one by one, and the long knife in their hands waved, blood burst out, and one by one the unknown Ming soldiers were in a different place in an instant.

As soon as Bolo saw the light of fireworks flashing in the sky, he knew that the crossbow mountain had been successful, and with a wave of his hand, the cavalry lying on the ground behind him jumped up and mounted their horses.

The overwhelming voice burst out with only one word, "kill".

Zheng Sen's heart was cold, at this moment, he was not only caught in the entanglement with the Qing army's chariot, but especially the unknown number of ambushes behind him. "I'm dying!" sighed in his heart and regretted that in order to compete for the limelight, he changed the plan of the Yue City Lord without authorization, speaking of which, now he only has to drive away the Qing army, and in a year and a half, he will have several large armies like the "First Royal Division" in his hands, and there is nothing wrong with competing with these Tartars.

The crossbow mountain that had a mess with Bolo, riding on a black horse, immediately returned to the demon form, the mace in his hand swung flesh and blood, and even some Ming soldiers were waved in the air by him, this guy is really a fierce general, riding on a horse to ride the enemy formation is a general who is not a general, it is indeed majestic.