The battlefield fell silent.

Whether it was the Volunteer Battalion or the Qing army on the opposite side, everyone was dumbfounded when they saw the dozens of horse armor soldiers who had fallen like wheat fields blown by a strong wind.

Countless blood arrows erupted from the body of the horse armoured soldiers, and many people sank into eternal darkness before they could even let out a scream.

……

"Ah......h

The world came alive again after a second of pause.

A terrible scream rang out, and the sudden blow caused the other vests to be thrown into chaos, and the whole team was shattered.

"Bang ......"

The Ming army made matters worse, firing at the same time in twenty or thirty steps, and completely cleared the remaining vest soldiers in an instant.

Dekzik was already dead and couldn't die anymore, and a hundred and ten vest soldiers also rushed into the streets, but some of the slow infantry armor still survived, and there were thirty or fifty lucky clothed minions. No one dared to charge forward anymore, even the infantry armor with two layers of cotton armor turned around and ran away.

Wang De's mouth was wide open, the sharp ringing in his ears made him unable to hear the panicked howls around him, he only looked at the soldier who was struggling in a pool of blood one step away, this person suddenly fell to the ground in front of him, and then struggled and screamed, so that he dared to raise his head.

"Is it Dachun?" But it was someone Wang De knew, and one was assigned to Pashiku (Xiao Riding School, under Niu Lu Zhangjing).

What a brutal person on weekdays, Wang De has seen this person beat his minions to death with a whip more than once. However, Da Chun, who was high-spirited in the past, is now bleeding from his mouth and nose and lying in a pool of blood, so weak.

Wang De was very unhappy in his heart, but soon his face straightened, and he thought of a question: how should he run back? Did you just run back empty-handed? Still is......

How to choose the answer is self-evident, Wang De looked at Da Chun and said in his heart: You are lucky.

In the Qing army array, Haoge's mouth opened wide and he was speechless. The guns of the Ming army on the opposite side are too sharp! It feels completely different from the previous Ming army time.

When the cavalry was close to twenty or thirty paces, he could still keep the musketeers erect and neat, and not shoot indiscriminately or indiscriminately, was there something wrong with his eyes?

You must know that in the past, in field battles, when a distance of 100 paces, someone in the Ming army could shoot, and when it was 70 or 80 paces, it was inevitable to shoot. Therefore, when the Qing army rushed to forty or fifty paces away, it was very safe. You can stop your horse and take out your bow and arrows, as long as a few waves of arrows rain over, the Ming musketeers are already in chaos.

At that time, the Eight Banners will fight their horses and rush forward, and there will be no disadvantage.

But now, the musketeers of the Ming army on the opposite side can actually be so tightly organized, artillery + muskets are ......, Hauge hesitated.

This has to be attacked and killed, there are no shield vehicles, no artillery, and even a few Menghan troops and clothed minions, so how many people will have to fill it in?

Hauge looked around, except for some people with two red flags, the main force was his blue flag people. He can't afford to splurge it!

Even if the Songshan Ming army escaped, he was reluctant to use his soldiers and horses to smash the guns and cannons.

Behind the Volunteer Battalion, Zu Dale, Jiang Zhu, and Yao Xun, who were still facing the enemy before, were already full of joy at this moment.

"It's no wonder that Zheng Dashuai went north to Liaohai in just three or two months, and he did such a big thing. There are elite soldiers like this, why fear the Tartars, why fear the Tartars? Jiang Zhu jumped and shouted.

They are all people who lead troops, how can they not see the difference that Hauge can see?

Even the stragglers who were nervous about the organization order by Zhang Dou and others also shouted excitedly at this time. "Wansheng, Wansheng......" The gratitude to Zheng Jun in their hearts went to a higher level in a blink of an eye.

Zheng Sen did not relax at all, and the whole volunteer battalion did not cheer, but quickly loaded ammunition and continued to wait for the Qing army on the opposite side.

When all the Ming troops are on board, that's when he relaxes his nerves.

In the Qing army array, the flank of the army. Niu Lu Zhangjing, who was dressed in heavy armor, patted Wang De's shoulder, which looked a little thin, and smiled heavily: "What a loyal servant who protects his master, if Da Chun can pick up a life, it is all your credit." ”

Wang De looked flattered, and he knelt on the ground busily, ignoring the wound on his head, kowtowed and said: "Slaves don't dare to be, this is what slaves should do." ”

Niu Lu Zhangjing was more satisfied with him, "Get up." You are a good minion, a faithful minion. I have written you down, Wang De. "Grabbed Wang De, who was kneeling on the ground and didn't dare to move, and lifted the person up." Go and gather all the Ahabs. When you go back alive, you will be carried by you. ”

Their wave of 'defeated soldiers' doesn't need to worry about going into battle anymore, but the Baoyi who escaped death may be brought forward again as substitutes for the dead, and the premise is naturally that Hauge will continue to fight.

But now that things have happened, can Hauge still fight?

The previous 100 cavalry soldiers were swept away by the guns on the opposite side, which was their queue scattered, but if it was 3500 cavalry charging, the dozen or so cannons fired together, and the hundreds of bird guns fired together, could it also throw the 3500 cavalry to the ground together?

No matter how unwilling Hauge is, the current situation is that the Qing army is worried.

"Prince Su......" Luo Tuo hit the horse and was on a par with Haoge. Neither of them spoke, but as soon as they looked at each other, they already understood in their hearts. They all want to fight again!

One is the chief general of the Songshan Qing Army, and the other is the chief general of the Qing Army on the Eastern Front. How can you not work hard at this time?

"With horses, hundreds of horses rushed together, and they couldn't help but shoot without firing their guns. Follow me Eight Banners Warriors...... "Luo Zhen came up with an excellent idea.

Hauge clapped his hands.

Soon, hundreds of healthy horses were gathered together by the Qing army.

Zheng Sen clenched the sword in his hand and said to Li Wu, who had already 'returned to the team': "You go to the rear team quickly and ask them if there are any people in the death squad." ”

They are not fools, the Qing army gathered so many horses in front of the team, what they wanted to do, overflowing with words.

"Ang Ang Ang ......" The healthy horses roared, and then turned into a tidal wave driven by several horse armor soldiers, and swooped towards the volunteer battalion.

"Put!" A hundred paces away, the guns of the volunteer battalion rang out.

The horses fell to the ground one by one, or scurried wildly under the wounded, which greatly disturbed the formation and speed of the horses. Of course, there are also many horses that are injured and rush forward even more frantically.

"Boom, boom, boom......" more than a dozen cannons fired in unison. Buckshot iron pellets burst out, like a big net cast by a fisherman, completely enveloping the rolling 'torrent' that rushed to the front.

For a while, the front of the battle array was full of the wailing and wailing sounds of war horses. The whole herd could no longer be restrained, and the good horses were running around.

And it was during this gap period that hundreds of Eight Banners Horse Army, mixed with the remaining war horses, continued to pounce violently.

"Bomb ......"

A piercing suona sound sounded in the half-moon array, and grenades were thrown. After all, they are not professional bombardiers, or only three or five zhang away, or five or seven zhang away.

But compared to guns, this batch of grenades and bullets obviously 'fired' faster.

The latter did not need to aim at the target and save ammunition at all, and the first task of all was to ignite the fuse of the grenade in front of them and throw it forward.

In the flames that burst one by one, Jiang Zhu swallowed a mouthful of spit and waved his hand at the dozens of daredevils standing in front of him. They don't seem to have to die.

"Heroes see the same, heroes see the same. Grenades are promising! ”

At sea, Hong Chengchou, who had already wrapped his wounds and walked up to the stern of the ship, looked at the rain of grenades and bullets that sounded like firecrackers in front of the half-moon formation, and shouted loudly.