"Da Shuai, the thieves are about to converge!"

Short of breath and already a little impatient, Omai looked at the loyal and righteous army that was about to converge on the battlefield, and said to Dasu with some anxiety.

"What, Omai, there's no hurry!"

Da Su had a smile on his face, his expression looked very proud, he raised the leather whip in his hand slightly, pointed to the battlefield and said.

"Omai, are you willing to take the handsome banner of the Zhu thief for the old man?"

"The last general Xie Da is handsome!"

When Omai said thank you, as Dasu waved the command flag, the last reserve in Dasu's hand moved-6,000 armored Chinese troops! This is Dasu's last trump card, as for those green battalion soldiers, in his opinion, they are just a personal game. And these 8,000 Chinese troops wearing heavy armor, unlike the armored soldiers who invested before, they are not wearing cotton armor, but iron armor, which reflects the cold cold light under the noon sun, these armored soldiers are not only wearing armor but also with masks, arm guards, holding long-handled heavy blades, and under the iron armor, a layer of cotton armor can be faintly seen.

Once upon a time, in Liaodong, the Qing army relied on the elite soldiers in double armor to tear open the defense line of the Ming army again and again, causing the Ming army to collapse, and now, this was originally the trump card that Da Su used to deal with Zheng Chenggong's iron army, and he was put into the battlefield.

"Congratulations to Da Shuai, the first battle will be settled, after this battle, this Jiangbei has returned to my Qing Dynasty!"

In the congratulatory voices of everyone, the elite of the Eight Banners wearing double armor had already killed the loyal and righteous army, and the faint cold light emitted by the fine iron armor also attracted Zhu Mingzhong's attention, and his heart couldn't help but feel a chill, he knew that the most critical moment had arrived.

"Brothers, raise your sword!"

There was a roar in his throat, Zhu Mingzhong's eyes stared ahead, his voice was a little astringent, seeing that the distance between the enemy and us was getting closer and closer, and he was about to rush to Zhu Mingzhong's main formation. Suddenly, there was another trumpet sound from Dasu's central military office, which was claimed to have a unique rhythm.

"Woo...... Woo...... Woo...... Woowoo woo ......"

In this characteristic rhythmic sound, the Qing army under the leadership of Omai slashed towards the right flank, directly killing the unarmored pikemen outside the phalanx.

"Kill!"

In the face of the sudden attack of the Qing army, Zhang Xiaojie raised the knife and shouted in a hoarse voice. All the brothers around him shouted the same words.

Suddenly, a burst of arrows came from a distance, it was the archers of the green battalion, maybe these green battalion soldiers in Dasu's view, can only help a person, but they can also play an unexpected role, although the bird gunners of the loyal army have changed to paper bullets, although they have been changed to flintlock guns, but the rate of fire of the musket is far from being comparable to the bow and arrow, perhaps the infantry bow in the hands of the green battalion soldiers is dozens of zhang apart and cannot penetrate the heavy armor, but it can easily penetrate the pikemen and bird soldiers without armor.

When the feathered arrow shaft pierced the sky, it made a series of "whoosh" sounds, just like the sound of a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and the wind blowing on the Yellow River, which reached the ears of the officers and soldiers of Zhongyi. Even the sky became a little gloomy at this moment, as if the rain of arrows had blocked out the sunlight, and tens of thousands of arrows flew towards the soldiers of the loyal army with the wind and dragging.

The moment a rain of arrows hit, a burst of screams sounded in the phalanx, and the long arrows continued to sink into the chest and body of the pikemen, and they were lined up in a dense phalanx, and they couldn't even dodge the bows and arrows coming from a distance.

Li Jiuhao, the commander of the Ninth Battalion of the Gun, was directly hit by several arrows at the same time, and he fell directly to the ground without even taking a breath. Wei Liu, the captain of the first brigade of the Ninth Battalion, who was standing side by side with him in the front formation, was directly shot into the chest by an arrow, and the shaft of the arrow did not reach his chest, leaving only some wings outside.

"Whew...... Call...... Kill, capture"

The heavy, bloody mouth made an extremely unpleasant sound, and the blood foam gushing out of the mouth made his expression seem a little distorted.

"Kill...... Captive ......"

After uttering the last two words, he fell.

The red flag with the word "loyalty" will still be waving in the wind, before this, these brothers were led into the battlefield, and now the flag bearer was shot by several arrows, but he staggered but refused to fall to the ground, he stood there with the flag on his hand, let the arrow fall on his body, let the bloody chest wound flow......

Just as they were caught in the rain of arrows, and when the brothers were constantly killed by the rain of arrows, the armored banner soldiers who rushed to the front row finally approached in front of them. As the pikemen desperately swung their spears to stab, the bannermen shouted and slashed their weapons, and the wooden poles of the spears were instantly cut off.

"Kill the dog!"

In the midst of their shouts, the soldiers of the loyal and righteous army in front of them could not even resist before they were cut to the ground, their heads and arms broken, and the screams came from the voices of the loyal officers and soldiers. And even if they stabbed a shot with all their might, it didn't even leave a trace on the iron armor! These unarmored loyal officers and soldiers did not even have the strength to fight back in front of the heavily armored Qing army.

A cold light passed, a brother in front of him was cut off at the waist, in front of Gan Shunkang, those Qing soldiers in heavy armor howled wildly, and continued to use the weapons in their hands to slash and kill the loyal officers and soldiers who had no joint strength, every time they cut off, they could always cut off someone's limbs and arms.

Blood!

The blood beads dragged by the weapons in the slash flew in the air like raindrops, because they were so dense that it seemed to be raining blood, lagging behind people's bodies, the red military uniforms may be able to hide the blood, but it can't hide the smell of blood.

"Ah......h

There was another scream, and another brother was cut in two, and countless beads of blood dragged into the air by the blades were like a rain of blood, swaying at the place where the two armies were fighting. In the midst of this bloody storm, in the midst of this slaughter, even the most determined will will retreat.

Omai, who was dressed in double armor, was carrying a horse chopping knife of more than 20 catties, although he had already killed his red eyes, but when he found that the soldiers of the loyal army began to retreat, he immediately shouted loudly.

"Squeeze the Han dogs over, squeeze them into their own formation!"

The reason why they killed these unarmored loyal and righteous troops was precisely to drive them back to their own positions and break the formation by route.

"Squeeze them toward the main formation......"

When Gan Shunkang, who was in the front row, listened to the shouts of the Qing army, he was stunned, and looked at the brothers who were slowly retreating around him, even with fear on their faces, he suddenly understood and understood the intentions of the Qing army.

"Loyalty!"

A fierce roar burst out of his throat,

"Kill!"

When he let out this roar, he rushed with his gun and stabbed the Qing army in front of him without hesitation......