The spearmen of the Zhenyuan Brigade raised their spears at the same time, and the dense tips of the spears flashed with a little cold light, like a huge hedgehog shaking out its spikes to resist the attack of the wild wolf.

The Tartars in the front row threw a wave of throwing axes and knocked down several sharp soldiers. The Qi army's divine soldiers were also still colored, and in the roar of muskets, a whole row of Tartar armor soldiers with shields fell down in unison.

Both sides have completed the most rounded long-range strikes, and now it's time to fight the knives.

"Kill the Tartars!"

At the moment of the beginning of the hand-to-hand combat, the spearmen of the Qi army quickly stabbed the weapons in their hands, and almost all of these soldiers who had to train hundreds of spear assassinations every day could be regarded as assassination masters, and almost all the Tartar armor soldiers in the front row were stabbed, and the screams continued to sound, and the tip of the spear that pierced the human body was dripping with blood beads, and everyone who saw it was chilling all over the body.

The tip of the spear was retracted, and all the stabbed Tartars fell to the ground.

"Kill the Tartars!"

The fierce soldiers who killed vigorously even launched a counterattack, they took advantage of the larger attack range of the 3.7-meter spear in their hands, and stabbed continuously, and the large array of Qi troops continued to spit out dangerous blades, and there were constantly Tartar armor soldiers who were stabbed, and the screams were endless.

The Tartars had the advantage in numbers, and each shouting seemed to be not bad, but the sharp soldiers stood still like a reef beaten by the tide, and the sharp soldiers' stabbing attacks were fierce and accurate, and there were even many times when several people were pierced at once, and the muskets behind the pikemen still roared in turn in the gap in the crowd, overturning all the Tartars who tried to block the stabbing with their shields and then close to the melee one by one.

If the musket misses, the Divine Soldier can even use a bayonet to make up for the stab.

The Jin army, which had lost too many veterans in the confrontation, was beaten by the powerful firepower of the Qi army, which was close and impenetrable, and not only failed to break through, but was even pushed back by the Qi army!

The soldiers of the new army became more and more vigorous, and the Tartars retreated step by step, and they pressed forward step by step, without giving the enemy any time to breathe, and the slow Tartars became the target of everyone, and in the blink of an eye, they fell to the ground with blood holes all over their bodies.

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The two wings of the great battle were fiercely fought, and at the same time there was the rumbling of horses' hooves and the roar of muskets, where there was also a fierce battle, and the soldiers of the new army still showed unshakable tenacity, and the astonishing momentum of the Jin army's iron cavalry charging did not surprisingly cause the small infantry to collapse, but the mounts of the Tartars consciously turned under the pressure of the peripheral spears.

Some Tartars are skilled in archery on horses, but cavalry bows and arrows and infantry muskets can not take advantage of the slightest advantage, the cavalry in front of the phalanx has become the best target for musketeers, the Qi army can knock down a piece of people without a salvo, and the corpses of men and horses are piled up in front of the phalanx on both wings, and even form a low wall, blocking the route of action of the follow-up Jin army.

The new army of Qi Province all had the upper hand in the three battles on the left, center and right, and the soldiers shouted in Qi Province, with momentum like a rainbow.

After the Tartars' offensive was blocked, the will to win began to waver, and some armor soldiers began to retreat desperately, and the originally tight formation of the Jin army showed signs of collapse.

"Death to those who retreat!"

A furious shout sounded from the rear of the Jin army's large array, and the sword flashed, and several Tartars separated.

Wan Yan Lou personally led the team to the battlefield, which was also the last elite veteran around him, and all the Meng'an Mouke officers under him stood at the forefront of the team, leading the troops to make the last effort for victory.

"Rush up to Lao Tzu!"

The Jurchen warriors finally remembered their harsh military discipline, and hundreds of armored soldiers mustered up their bravery, howling and turning to pounce on the dense spear tips.

"Kill all the dogs!"

"Kill the Tartars!"

The soldiers of the two armies let out a hoarse roar almost simultaneously, and then, like two torrents, collided directly with each other.

Blood sparked in the torrent, and the roars of soldiers, the clinking of weapons, and the screams of dying filled the sky.

Before the sharp soldiers could draw their spears, a row of sword and shield men squeezed away the dying corpses in front of them, and rushed to the front of the sharp soldiers.

The front lines of the two sides were drowned out by smoke, and most of the breakthrough Tartars were knocked upside down by 15mm buckshots, but there were a few lucky ones who dodged the fatal blow, although a few more were then stabbed with bayonets, but a few armoured soldiers used their shields to block the bayonet shots, and then slashed at the sharp soldiers who were armed with spears and had no way to fight in close combat.

There was also a scream on the Qi army's front, although the musketeers of the Zhenyuan battalion quickly solved these Tartars with bayonets, but the originally airtight gun array had been knocked open by them with their lives.

An army that dares to shed blood always advances.

Several Divine Soldiers immediately stepped forward and tried to replace the fallen pikemen with bayonets, but the length of the standard musket and spear in Qi Province was only 170 centimeters, which was completely incomparable to the deterrent power of the Rui soldiers' 3.7-meter ultra-long spear.

Wan Yan Lou Mur, who had been through a hundred battles, immediately sensed the opportunity, and he pointed to the gap in the gun array and ordered loudly: "Kill!" ”

A few Meng'an Mooks were the first to gain a foothold, ignoring the tips of their guns that were close at hand, and fired heavy arrows at the gap in the gun formation, and a series of feathered arrows broke through the air, and several soldiers of the New Army fell to the ground in response.

The Tartars then threw a wave of axes and javelins at the end, knocking out the second row of recruits who were trying to fill their positions, widening the gap in the gun formation.

"Kill!"

Immediately afterwards, all the Tartar officers and veterans abandoned their bows and drew their swords, rubbed themselves and pounced, taking advantage of the fact that the soldiers of the new army had no time to fill their positions, and rushed forward.

These Tartars instantly approached the Qi soldiers, and the hundreds of armor soldiers in front of them directly penetrated the front line of the Zhenyuan Brigade under the leadership of the officer, and there were dozens of people on each side of the flanks who quickly slashed and killed the sharp-soldier spearmen to expand the breakthrough.

At that moment, Wan Yan Lou thought that he had won.

But then there was a burst of muskets, and the tide was reversed again, and the Drafters who had retreated to the rear regrouped and fired at the breach with pistols and bows at close range.

Lead bullets and heavy arrows rushed into the dense crowd of people at the breach, causing serious casualties to the officers and elite armor soldiers who rushed to the front of the Jin army, and the momentum of the Jin army's attack suddenly stopped.

After firing, the elite melee soldiers used their pistols as hidden weapons and threw them directly at the Tartar's face, before they raised their heavy swords and broadswords, and launched a counterattack against the breach.

The addition of the Elector became the key to turning the tide of the war, and the Tartars, who had lost a large number of officers and elite veterans, were no longer able to form a breakthrough, and they were pushed back little by little by the Elector Vanguard, and the dangerous gap in the Qi army's large array was blocked.

No matter how much Wanyan Lou urged, cursed, or even slashed, the central front of the Tartars was unable to launch a new offensive, and with the landing of the trappers and some of the flintlock musketeers of the Dingyuan battalion, the Qi army received new reinforcements.

This time, Picker and Trap replaced the Rui soldiers, who had suffered heavy casualties, and stood in the front row of the line, behind them were more ferocious musket wheels.