The pikemen retreated, and the two hundred Houjin cavalry rushed towards with a whistling dust, and the sound of rolling horses' hooves came closer and closer, hitting the hearts of everyone in the position like an accented drumbeat, and the sergeants' faces began to turn white, and the hands holding guns trembled involuntarily.

Shocking! Yang Ming also saw a large-scale cavalry collective charge for the first time, and the feeling was completely different from in the movie, the iron armor on the horse and the spear in the cavalryman's hand were like a moving steel battle array coming towards him, as if he was going to tear and destroy everything.

"Don't be afraid, the cavalry doesn't dare to rush into the spear formation!" Yang Ming cheered his soldiers loudly over the loudspeaker. Of course, this statement is only what he sees in the book, and he is not sure whether this is really the case.

When the Houjin cavalry rushed to a distance of one thousand meters, Yang Ming's M249 fired, and the rapid short-point shot clicked, he pulled the trigger at a rate of 2 rounds per second, and in the inner red dot sight, the Houjin cavalry charge queue continued to have people and horses falling, and the fallen war horses and human bodies hindered the rush of the cavalry behind, and some war horses were tripped up, and the cavalry on horseback fell to the ground in an arc in the air, and was trampled into a meatloaf by the follow-up war horses.

In less than a minute, the chain of bullets on the machine guns was finished, a quarter of the cavalry fell on the way to the charge, and the remaining cavalry rushed to the antlers in front of the Shunyi army's position, and the charging formation began to retract into a wedge, and they had to break through the gap of more than ten meters that had been opened before.

Yunqiu's HK416 is still firing single-shot, her rifle has a shorter range than the M249 machine gun, and she waited until the Houjin cavalry rushed to a distance of 500 meters before shooting. The aiming method of the inner red dot lens is simple, as long as the red dot in the lens is aimed at the target, nothing else needs to be considered, the test is only the stability of the gun, Yunqiu has experience in using three-eyed iron guns and arquebuses, the 36-kilogram weight of HK416 is quite handy in his hand, and no less than ten cavalry in the charge were hit by her.

With the sound of a gunshot of HK416, the Houjin cavalry who was rushing to the front of the antler gap was shot by the M855A1 556mm bullet in the body, and a stream of blood mist erupted from the back of the Houjin cavalry, and the bullet penetrated out from the large wound at the mouth of the bowl, rolling and hitting the shoulder of the cavalry behind, the iron armor on the cavalry was broken, and the bullet drilled into the musculature, and the huge pain and impact made him fall off the horse with the cavalry in front, and the two war horses lost their owners, neighing and rushing.

"Shoot with full auto! Watch out for the muzzle! Yang Ming changed the elastic chain and shouted at Yunqiu.

The muzzle of the M249 machine gun emitted a sudden shock wave, and the 556mm bullet was fired at a speed of 18 rounds per second at the Houjin cavalry that rushed to the gap in the antlers, and the cavalry charge queue seemed to hit an invisible wall.

In more than ten seconds, the chain of 300 rounds was finished, and the charge of the Houjin cavalry was completely crushed. In front of the position, the corpses of men and horses were piled up, and the horses that were still not dead fell to the ground, twitching and neighing, as if they were wailing for themselves and their masters.

"Spearmen rush forward and annihilate the remnants of the enemy!" Yang Ming shouted the order with a loudspeaker.

At this time, the eighty sergeants of the fourth company rushed up under the leadership of the company commander Xie Qingyuan, and the corpses of the people and horses all over the ground limited the field, and the sergeants of the four companies who were all pressed on the ground except for the grenadiers could not form a large gun formation, and they jumped through the gap between the corpses in squads, and stabbed around the remnants of the Houjin soldiers who had just gotten up.

"Brothers, kill!" Xie Qingyuan roared, stabbing the tip of the spear into the chest of a Houjin soldier who had just lifted the spear, and with the rapid pulling of the barrel of the spear, the Houjin soldier's chest spurted blood and fell backwards like a stake.

A team of sergeants followed Xie Qingyuan's pace across the horse corpse on the ground, rushed to another Houjin soldier with a spear, and with a killing roar, seven or eight spears stabbed at the Houjin soldier from all directions, and the Houjin soldier raised his gun fiercely to block the two spears stabbed in the front, but the spears on the left and right sides pierced several bloody holes in his body.

The sergeants of the fourth company continued to rush forward to kill, and a sergeant who rushed forward held his gun and stabbed at a rear Jin Zuo Ling who had just picked up a spear from the ground, but the Zuo Ling not only did not dodge, but took a diagonal step forward, and with a wave of the spear in his hand, the tip of the spear stabbed by the sergeant was opened. With a bearded face and a furious look in his eyes, Nasa's mighty figure continued to rush forward, the spear in his hand plunged into the sergeant's chest.

The sergeant's eyes widened, the spear in his hand fell to the ground, the muscles of his face twisted together in pain, and his whole body tensed violently, and for a moment, he fell limply on the barrel of the gun.

After Jin Zuoling's spear was pulled back, the tip of the gun seemed to be stuck by the flank bone of the corpse, and the barrel of the gun drove the body of the deceased to collapse and drag on the ground, then Jin Zuoling squatted and raised the gun, with a low roar in his throat, and suddenly picked up the corpse hanging on the tip of the gun, and the head of the gun flicked, the corpse crossed an arc in the air, and fell to the ground together with the blood rain spilled from the wound.

"Baturu!" The Houjin soldiers who had fallen off their horses shouted loudly and ran to Zuo Ling's side.

When Xie Qingyuan rushed in with the sergeants, the Houjin soldiers who had fallen off their horses had already gathered, and thirty or forty Houjin soldiers formed a phalanx, holding spears and facing each other.

"Form a big formation!" Xie Qingyuan roared and commanded his soldiers to form a formation, spears like a forest, and fought together with the gun formation of the Houjin soldiers with more than double the strength.

The spears parried and stabbed each other in the air, and the sound of the soldiers on both sides roaring and the sound of the guns clashing were mixed together, making everyone's blood run involuntarily.

"Wow!" The Houjin soldiers roared the Manchu "kill", the array took a step forward, the tip of the spear shining with cold light was like a burst of dazzling light, and stabbed at Xie Qingyuan's array, the pikemen of the fourth company raised their guns to block, and the guns were like weaving, with a piercing crunch, the spear in the hand of a sergeant fell, and the gun formation of the fourth company took a step back.

"Wow!" After the golden spear array stabbed again, the block of the four consecutive spear arrays was a little chaotic, and the entire array retreated again.

"Don't quit! Don't block! Xie Qingyuan roared angrily: "There is death and no life, give me a stab!" ”

The brave must not be first, the cowardly must not be behind, the guns are poked, the guns are poked (Qi Jiguang's "Ji Xiao Xinshu"), the guns on both sides are intertwined again, Xie Qingyuan's gun tip pierced into the chest of a Houjin soldier, the Houjin soldier spurted blood foam in his mouth, and held the gun shaft that pierced into the body with both hands and shook it, blocking the opponent's pull-out, and in the gun array of the fourth company, three sergeants were stabbed, they let out a painful howl in their throats, and their chests fell with blood spraying rain.

Yang Ming's M249 machine gun was reloaded with bullet chains, and in the red dot mirror in the AIMocut P M4, the heads of the guns on both sides of the Shunyi Army and the Houjin Army blocked the trajectory, making it difficult for him to fire accurately.

"Hold it off for me!" Yang Ming ordered loudly with a loudspeaker: "Second Company Gu Liwei, step forward for reinforcements!" ”

"I'll go!" Yun Qiu screamed, jumped on the horse, and rushed towards the front of the position with HK416 on his horse.

"Be careful!"

The horse's hooves were obtained, and Yun Qiu rushed out of the antler defense line at a gallop like the wind, grabbed the reins at a distance of twenty or thirty paces to the right of the gun array of the fierce battle between the two sides, and turned over and jumped down.

The sound of HK416 rifle clattering sounded, and the Houjin army's gun formation, which was advancing step by step, suddenly became chaotic, and those Houjin soldiers who were holding spears and quickly stabbing fell down one by one in the gunfire.

"Kill!" Taking advantage of the chaos in the formation of the Houjin soldiers, Xie Qingyuan roared angrily and led the sergeants to take a step forward, the guns stabbed out, and several Houjin soldiers were stabbed and fell to the ground.

The Houjin soldiers in the back row stepped forward to fill the position, the spears stood up, and they were about to stab the Shunyi army, the gunfire on their right side rang out again, and the back of the Houjin soldiers fell with blood spraying mist, and even bullets penetrated the human body in the front row, knocking down the Houjin soldiers in the back row.

Yun Qiu approached with his rifle in both hands, the target sight area in the inner red dot mirror became larger and larger, and with the sound of the gun, the Houjin soldiers fell in response, and the spears in their hands fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The reinforcements of the second company also rushed up, and the sergeants, under the leadership of the company commander Gu Liwei, were like a forest of spears, and began to attack the gun formation of the Houjin army from the flank.

"Wow!" Houjin Zuo led an angry roar, and half of the remaining more than 20 Houjin soldiers turned sideways, speared and stabbed more than 100 sergeants of the second company.

"Steady! Let's move forward! Company Commander Gu Liwei shouted loudly: "One, two, three, stab!" ”

Dozens of spears stabbed neatly towards the Houjin array, and in the face of the overwhelming number, the spears blocked by the Houjin soldiers were swung away, and the two Houjin soldiers were stabbed, and there was more than one spear that stabbed them.

"Don't block, Thorn!" Hou Jin Zuo Ling shouted loudly in Manchu, and the guns on both sides intertwined again, this time two more Hou Jin soldiers fell, and two sergeants were also stabbed in the gun array of the Second Company, and their painful wails before death made the Second Company's gun array hesitate.

Yun Qiu put on a new magazine, the sound of HK416 rifle firing sounded again, and the Houjin soldiers in the Houjin Gun Formation who were stabbing against the Second Company fell one after another, and in an instant, there were only four or five Houjin soldiers left in front of the Second Company.

"Thorn!" With Gu Liwei's shout, dozens of spears stabbed the bodies of the four or five people, stabbing them like stabbing them.

"Kill!" Xie Qingyuan also roared, and the guns of the fourth company stabbed towards the last dozen or so Houjin soldiers.

These Houjin soldiers knew that they were dead or alive, and they were all unblocked, but as if they didn't see the guns stabbed from the opposite side, they all stepped forward and stabbed head-on with their guns.

Yun Qiu's gun rang out again, this time in a fully automatic burst mode, and the magazines were all empty in less than a second, and the 556mm bullets were fired like splashing water at the rear golden gun array, and the rear gold soldiers fell neatly like cutting wheat.

The spear in the hand of the Hou Jin Zuo Ling was swept off by the bullet, and only one-third of the gun handle was held in his hand, and the beard on his face was stained with the blood foam spurted from the wound on the back of the Hou Jin soldier who fell in front, and his originally fierce and fierce eyes became dim, and his hands covered with scars and calluses were trembling incessantly. Beside him, the young Houjin soldier clenched his teeth, the muscles on his face twisted, the spear in his hand stubbornly stood up, and his cold eyes stared at Xie Qingyuan in front of him.

"Kill!" The sergeants of the fourth company roared in unison, and dozens of spears were about to stab at the bodies of the two remaining Houjin soldiers.

"Wait!" Xie Qingyuan's body trembled violently, and he waved his hand to stop the sergeants' assassination actions.

The sergeant with his spear ready to attack turned his head to look at Xie Qingyuan, not knowing what new plans and orders their commander had.

"You two, go!" Xie Qingyuan said coldly to the post-Jin Zuoling.

The Hou Jin Zuoling obviously understood Chinese, but he didn't seem to be very good at speaking, and he roared loudly at Xie Qingyuan in Manchu, with irrepressible desolation and anger in his voice.

Xie Qingyuan stared at Na Zuo Ling's bearded face, although he couldn't understand what the other party was saying, he could feel his heartfelt anger from the other party's eyes.

"He's the Jurchen Baturu, thinks you're humiliating him, and asks why you're letting him go?" Yun Qiu, who was holding an HK416 rifle, ran to Xie Qingyuan to follow, and explained to him in a cold voice.

"Please tell him that he let me go by the Sanhe County Road, and I will let him go today, and I will never owe each other from now on!"

Yun Qiu was slightly surprised and said to Jin Zuoling in Manchu, Na Zuoling's face was shocked, his eyes narrowed and stared at Xie Qingyuan, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and after a burst of desolate laughter, he said something to Xie Qingyuan in Manchu.

Xie Qingyuan looked at Yun Qiu with an inquiring gaze.

"He said that he would give him a life for another life, and he wanted you to let the young man next to him go." Yun Qiu said lightly.

The young Houjin soldier beside Houjin Zuoling shouted excitedly, Zuo Ling tried to stop him with a majestic voice, the young Houjin Bing shook his head desperately, as if he was arguing with Zuo Ling about something, suddenly, the young Houjin Bing stopped talking to Zuo Ling, turned his head and raised his spear violently to rush towards the gun array on Xie Qingyuan's side.

Between the stone, fire, and lightning, then Jin Zuoling shouted, brushed out his waist knife and waved, the cold light flashed, and the spear in the hand of the young Houjin Bing was cut off by Qi Shan.

Zuo Ling shouted and scolded at the young Hou Jin Bing, his bearded face turned red, and the young Hou Jin Bing knelt down crying, the broken gun in his hand fell to the ground, and his arms tightly hugged Zuo Ling's waist and swayed. Na Zuo Ling shouted, reached out and grabbed the neck of the young Houjin Bing, shook him hard, threw him out of the way, and kept scolding and urging.

After being young, Jin Bing hesitated, as if he wanted to come back, but when he saw Zuo Ling's majestic gaze, he had to leave step by step.

Seeing the young Houjin soldiers walk away, Na Zuo Ling turned his head, stared at Xie Qingyuan with a majestic gaze, and said word by word:

"I, Baturu, die, not disgraced!"

He raised his head, the waist knife in his hand was raised, like a gust of wind swept through his neck, blood sprinkled into the sky with cold light, and his body fell backwards heavily.

(End of chapter)