A round of shooting at close range knocked out dozens of golden soldiers, but the tenacious and savage raw Jurchen armor soldiers seemed to completely ignore this heavy blow, and everyone shouted loudly and crossed the last short distance and approached the edge of the breastwork.

However, there was a ditch half a meter deep in front of the chest wall, in which countless sharpened bamboo and wood thorns were inserted, and some of the raw girls couldn't hold their feet on the edge of the ditch, so they fell directly into the ditch and were tied into meat skewers.

Almost instantly, the Qingzhou soldiers were full of enemy figures, and although they still had a breastwork and a trench for cover, these improvised fortifications looked too thin, and gave the soldiers very limited confidence.

Regardless of the danger, several artillery crews directly omitted the procedure of cooling the chamber of the cannon, reloaded the subcharge for the fourth time, and opened fire on the enemy who was close at hand.

I only heard boom, boom, boom!

With a deafening bang, the three cannons were fired, cutting down a row of Tartars who were standing in the trench, but the fourth cannon exploded, and the broken pieces of iron scattered behind the breastwork, drowning all the members of this artillery crew in thick smoke!

The panicked screams appeared for the first time on the Qingzhou army position, and some Jurchen old hunters with a keen sense of smell quickly sensed the opportunity, and they roared and ordered their soldiers to throw the corpses into the trench, and some even brandished large knives, forcing their subordinates to jump directly into the trench!

In the terrible howl, the trench in front of the bombed artillery group was quickly half buried by the corpses, and several Jurchen warriors jumped into the ditch and jumped up by stepping on the corpses of their own people, but the reaction of the Qingzhou soldiers was not slow, a platoon of sharp soldiers arrived in time, and the sharp spears stabbed at the unobstructed raw Jurchens in mid-air, and instantly swept these warriors back to the bottom of the ditch.

The breastwork of the Qingzhou army is about one and a half meters high, half a meter deep, standing behind the breastwork, the Qingzhou soldiers can use long weapons to attack the enemy at the bottom of the ditch, but the Tartars must find a way to cross the wall to counterattack, this small geographical advantage allows the Qingzhou warriors to take advantage, and the top of the chest wall continues to swallow the deadly spear tip, and the Tartar standing in the trench is pierced and howls wolf.

"Archery!"

In a short standoff, the most elite True Jurchen soldiers in the Jin Army rushed to the battlefield, and a Meng An who was in charge of directing the attack shouted peace, and the True Jurchen soldiers stood 7 or 8 steps away from the breastwork, and drew heavy arrows aimed at the helmets of the Rui soldiers surging behind the breastwork.

The archery skills of these Tartars are amazing, and although only a few hundred shooters are involved in shooting, they shoot thousands of arrows in a very short time!

The axe-shaped armor-piercing arrow grazed the top of the breastwork, and stabbed the front door of the sharp soldiers with a small handful of loess, and a scream suddenly sounded behind the breastwork, and all the Qingzhou soldiers who attacked with their heads were almost swept away!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Jurchens jumped into the trenches, or pulled out the thorns that were not buried deep enough, or used the weapons in their hands as tools to desperately dig the breastwork.

Some of the more courageous ones simply dragged the corpses and piled them up into stepping stones, and soon filled them up by 7 or 8 centimeters, a little higher than the shallow trenches.

The real Jurchen armor soldier who couldn't wait to start killing stepped on the pile of corpses and jumped over the breastwork that was already not high, but they never knew that there was still a trench behind the breastwork, and the Qingzhou soldiers were standing on a low stool to attack the outside!

The height difference between the ground and the Tartars imagined was as much as half a meter, and the Jurchen soldiers wearing heavy armor who jumped directly were unsteady on their feet and fell to the ground in the trench.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a group of militiamen rushed over and easily harvested their lives with daggers and waist knives.

At this time, the invincible Tartar in the world is as easy to deal with as a crop to be harvested, and several hard-working farmers excitedly pulled up the head of the tartar who was stunned, like grasping a heavy wheat stalk, and then cutting the throat of the wheat stalk with a rudimentary weapon in his hand.

More Jurchen soldiers crossed the breastwork, some were lucky enough to jump to the edge of the trench, and some stepped directly on the militia or the Tartars themselves who could not dodge.

The sharp soldier standing on the stool and using the long weapon was caught off guard and was quickly killed.

"There's a ditch behind the wall! Watch your step! ”

Jurchen loudly reminded his companions who continued to jump behind the breastwork, as if in response, and somewhere in this section of the breastwork suddenly collapsed!

The raw Jurchen finally dug a gap in the breastwork, and a group of Tartar soldiers swarmed through the gap with their weapons!

Rumble!

With a bang, a divine machine cannon was aimed at the gap in the chest wall at close range, and the hurried cannon was filled with a solid bullet, and the 2-pound iron ball swept through the narrow gap, and several Jurchen armor soldiers standing at the gap were instantly torn to pieces, and the stumps, helmets and armor fragments of the people scattered backwards in a radial shape, smashing on the helmets of the Jurchen soldiers behind them like raindrops, crackling.

Moments later, the bottom half of an unlucky guy rolled down a small slope.

Even the experienced Jurchen veterans were shocked by this terrifying scene, and in front of the chest wall, someone began to consciously and slowly retreat, as if the gap was the open mouth of the man-eating beast, and the companions who rushed in just now were all bitten and chewed, and then spit out ...... contemptuously.

Some people couldn't help but bend over and retch, and the armor soldiers turned pale, and their indomitable momentum just now was stagnant.

A tiger tooth broadsword struck from behind with the sound of the wind, and the retching armor soldier instantly separated his head, and the headless corpse spewed out a half-foot-high fountain of blood, and only after 2 or 3 breaths did it fall to the ground like a piece of wood.

The armor soldiers looked at Meng An, who had just killed a companion, with horrified eyes, and just now this guy's cheek was cut by a piece of armor that had burst out of a cannonball, and the blood had stained half of his face and upper body armor, making this already very ugly guy even more hideous.

Meng An glanced back and forth with fierce eyes, and roared angrily: "The masters are watching from behind, if we don't break this low wall today, our whole family will die!" Now rush over with Lao Tzu! ”

After that, he ignored it, brandished his broadsword and rushed into the opposite trench through the gap in the breastwork - his luck was that the artillery crew had already begun to retreat and did not continue to shoot at the gap.

The desperate Jurchens were furious, rushing forward after their masters, and when they couldn't find their way for a while, they grabbed the wall with both hands and tried to climb over.

Someone simply stood on top of the breastwork and shot the nearby Qingzhou soldiers with heavy arrows until they were picked down by Rui Shi with a spear.

The spears were useless in hand-to-hand combat in the trenches, and the Tartars' swords and shields were beaten back step by step, and without effective containment, the Born Girl was able to dig down more places, and this section of defense was already in a hurry!

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