After Wang Ze gave the order, the logistics soldiers of each battalion began to bury the pot and make rice.

The sergeants had been driving all night in the wind and snow, and it was when people were sleepy and tired, so it was not suitable to attack immediately.

Only after they have eaten and drunk enough and warmed up can they exert their true combat effectiveness.

Half an hour later, everyone was full of food and drink.

Even the Tartar captives ate hot flatbread.

"Boom~"

The cavalry escorted the artillery battalion to the firing range, ignited and opened fire.

The cannon sounded, and the sergeants of the battalions, who were ready to go, took out their weapons and launched a charge.

"Kill!"

Ombu was awakened by the sound of the artillery, and he rolled to the ground with a grunt, hiding behind a table and screaming in terror.

"What's going on? What's going on? ”

No one came in to answer him, because all movement was muffled by the deafening sound of artillery.

In the gap between the artillery reloads, Ombu finally heard the sound.

"The Ming army is coming, the Ming army is coming!"

Omubu's heart was groaning, and he hugged his clothes and ran out of the yurt.

After he got out of the bag, he saw that the camp was in a mess, and from time to time shells fell from the sky and smashed over the tents of individual tribesmen.

He saw with his own eyes a cannonball smash the head of a clansman into the air, and the headless neck of the clansman shot out large strands of blood like a fountain.

After the tribesman fell to the ground, his body writhed desperately, and it took a while for the headless body to fall to the surrounding grass.

The other cannonball directly punched a huge blood hole in the body of a galloping war horse, and the war horse neighed, and a horse stumbled in front of the horse, directly throwing the knight on his back several meters away.

Before the knight could stand, he was smashed into a pulp by the cannonball that followed.

"Guards, guards!" Omubu roared again and again, finally attracting the attention of the guards.

The guards who were scurrying around hurriedly trotted over, holding useless shields to protect the ombu.

"Gather the troops, quick!" Omubu ordered.

"King, our people have fled, and Jinong has rebelled." The guard beside him said sadly.

He had planned to escape while it was snowing, and in his plan, he also wanted to rob the grain and grass of Omubu.

When the cannon sounded, the minister, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately made a decision and immediately took his subordinates to grab the grain and grass of the Russian cloth.

"What?" Ombu grabbed the guard by the collar and looked at him in disbelief.

"Jinong took people to grab grain and grass."

When Omubu heard the news, his whole body went limp, staggered and almost fell.

When Wang Zezhi led a large army to raid, the rebellion of the Eluchen was tantamount to adding insult to injury.

"Damn, you can't throw away the grain and grass, come on, follow me to grab the grain and grass."

This batch of grain and grass is the capital for Shunyi King Bu Lost Rabbit to prepare for a comeback, and it cannot be easily lost.

Therefore, the people who guard the grain and grass are the elites under the command of Oumubu.

Omubu felt that he could still salvage it.

When the cannon rang out, Wang Zezhi's army launched a charge with steel armor heavy cavalry as the vanguard.

Omubu heard the sound of ten thousand horses galloping, and their hooves were like thunder, like a flood bursting an embankment, rolling and rushing.

As soon as Ombu wanted to lead the people to the west to recapture the grain and grass, the guards beside him instinctively raised their shields.

The light horsemen interspersed in the middle of the steel-armored heavy cavalry began to bend their bows and shoot arrows.

Arrows rained down on the shields raised by the guards.

After the rain of arrows, a cannonball was castrated, smashing into the shield that was placed in the open space and bouncing off. OK

The guard was quick-eyed, and raised his shield with both hands to protect the Omubu.

The shell smashed into the shield, breaking one of his right arms.

His arm snapped off in a visible shape, and the guard rolled his eyes and fainted in pain.

"No!"

As Omubu watched the people in the camp fall one by one, his eyes were splitting and he cried out in pain.

The remaining few cannonballs, after galloping to the ground, tumbled and jumped vigorously on the hard ground, jumping left and right, crackling and fractured, and the legs of several war horses were swept off by them, or jumped directly into the horse's belly and human body, causing a miserable horse neighing sound.

There was an unlucky clansman on Omubu's side, who was swept across his right cheek by a jumping cannonball, his nose was directly knocked off, his right cheekbone was shattered, and half of his lips and teeth were gone.

His clansmen subconsciously touched his face, and suddenly let out an inhuman scream, and he covered his face with his hands and rolled frantically on the ground.

Before he could roll a few times, he was killed by a second round of arrows that fell from the sky.

Omubu trembled, he had only heard his father say that Akito's firearms were sharp, and he had always disdained them.

Now after witnessing the power of the artillery, he realized that what his father said was not false at all, and even what he said was not powerful enough, the power of the Ming artillery was far more powerful than the swords and arrows in their hands countless times.

"Wang, the Ming people have invaded, quickly retreat."

After the rain of arrows, the cavalry rushed in.

They wielded the long knives in their hands with horsepower, destroying all the way, and pointed directly at the big account of the Chinese army in Omubu.

Omubu looked at the cold glow reflected in the distant firelight, which was the light reflected from the armor on the Steel-Armored Heavy Rider.

The cavalry was menacing, and as far as the eye could see, there were rolling horses' heads.

Their indifferent and bloodthirsty expressions were clearly seen by Omubu by the light of the fire, and only the sound of hooves could be heard in the heavens and the earth.

Oumubu was so shocked that he couldn't care about anything, so he was helped on a horse by the guards, brandished a horsewhip, and fled.

As soon as Omubu mounted his horse, the elite under his command immediately grabbed their weapons and rushed towards the steel-armored heavy cavalry that had entered the battle.

They wanted to give their lives to buy time for Omubu to escape.

Omubu crawled on the horse and just glanced back, and he was frightened.

These guards were left to him by the king of Shunyi, Bu Lostu, these are the elite of the elite, and the weapons and armor on their bodies are also of the highest quality.

Even so, his guards encountered the steel-armored heavy cavalry that was rampage, and they couldn't resist for a single turn, and they were directly knocked out.

Ombu was frightened, and with a dozen guards around him, he killed him to the west.

At the granary in the west of the Ombu camp, Eluchen is desperately grabbing grain and grass with his five thousand elites.

Although he heard the sound of cannons, he still didn't want to give up the grain and grass.

Because, he has lived enough days in the desert without food, and he no longer wants to live that kind of life without food and clothing.

After Omubu fled, the cavalry lost their momentum in the charge, and they dismounted to form an array and began to slash and slash the fleeing enemies in the camp.

Behind them, the foot soldiers attacked.

At the forefront were the Tartar captives, these people had been summoned by Ombu from the area around the Quye River, and they were even more ferocious than the Ming army at the moment.

They didn't even have armor on them, only a scimitar.

It's just that they are not afraid of death, and when they rush into the camp, they will slash and slash wildly, and every time they kill an enemy, they will cut off their heads and hang them around their waists, and then continue to slash and kill.

The army in the camp was first baptized by artillery, then hit by a rain of arrows, and then encountered a cavalry charge.

They have broken apart, and they have not become a climate.

Therefore, the sergeants who stormed the enemy camp were effortless to slash and kill, and even they did not receive any decent resistance.

The captives wanted to be free, even if the enemy was their kindred, and they were not merciless in slashing and slashing.

One by one, they were covered in blood and crazy, and they kept collecting heads, and some of them had collected enough heads, and they were still slashing and slashing, because one head was a tael of silver, and they wanted silver.

Behind them were well-armed foot soldiers, who, after they entered, simply followed behind the captives, slashing and slaying lone enemies.

They were all shocked by the crazy captives, and after the shock came the awakening, this is all military feats, and they can't let it go, so a new round of slaughter began.