The Qi army divided part of the fancy squad to pursue deep into the lanes, because the spear is not suitable for playing in narrow terrain, so the squad is mainly selected and the magic machine.

If you encounter a typing counterattack, the Divine Soldier can shoot at close range under the cover of the sword and shield, and after weakening the enemy's strength, the Divine Soldier can enter the white-knuckle battle, and the Divine Soldier can also use the bayonet to support.

Such a battle made the Tartars suffer greatly, with close combat in narrow terrain, and a single round of muskets would bring down a piece of people, while the Qi army wearing cuirasses, even if they were hit by one or two arrows, as long as they did not hit the vital point, there was usually no problem.

What's worse is that if it encounters terrain that is too narrow for the team to deploy, the Qi army will first throw in one or two "10,000 enemies".

In this kind of battle, any Tartar who dared to turn back and resist could not delay time, their casualties increased rapidly, and they were tightly bitten by the tail of the Qi army, and the armored soldiers who escaped from the first line of defense could not disengage at all, and smoothly withdrew to the second line of defense.

When they couldn't fight and couldn't get rid of it, the morale of the Tartar army quickly collapsed, and the originally envisaged orderly retreat began to gradually evolve into a rout.

On the streets of the city, the main force of the Qi army was still advancing rapidly, and all the Tartars who were caught up behind were ruthlessly killed, and a large number of Aha and a few True Jurchens gave up resistance and knelt down on both sides of the road with their hands raised.

The Qi army bypassed them and pursued the fleeing enemy until they encountered a second breastwork.

Due to the single offensive route of the Qi army, that is, entering the city from the south gate and then attacking the old county government, the Jurchens also had the courage to withdraw the defenders from other directions, and all of them were blocked in the south.

This time, the Tartars prepared six wooden cannons, two tiger squat cannons, two bowl cannons and a strange cannon that fired arrow-shaped shells behind the breastwork.

The Qi army bit the retreating Tartar and rushed forward, due to the crowd obstruction, the Jurchen Meng'an, who was guarding the second breastwork, could only see the dazed number of their own routs in front of them.

However, the Tartar nobles did not have the slightest psychological burden on the matter of "covering and shooting their own people", and he did not even warn his own troops of rout, and directly ordered his subordinate Aha to shoot.

The Aha slaves did not have any sympathy for the fleeing master, and when they heard the order, they directly ignited, and 11 cannons of various types opened fire at the same time, completing the first real artillery salvo in the history of the Jin Army.

The effect of this salvo is good, the wooden cannon, the tiger squat, and the bowl mouth are all shotguns, both pebbles picked up directly from the river, and specially cast lead bullets, the weight of the reloading bullets of each cannon is not the same, but the overall is still between 2 catties and 7 catties.

The Jurchens' own gunpowder was not very effective, but they could compensate for this by increasing the amount of reload.

The gunpowder, which was almost one-to-one, sprayed nearly fifty catties of shells at the Jin army's routs and Qi army's pursuers.

At a distance of about twenty paces, the lethality of the shotgun is very terrifying, whether it is the rout of the Jin army or the pursuit of the Qi army, any shot will lose its combat effectiveness.

After a round of shooting, the soldiers of the two armies crowded in front of the chest wall of the Jin army fell down in an instant—most of them were Jurchens who fled in front, and many Qi troops who were chasing too excitedly were covered in, and hundreds of people on both sides were lying on the ground, bleeding like a river.

The rout of the Jin army was almost completely wiped out by their own people, and the exposed Qi army did not hesitate, and the selected front soldiers rushed forward like a wall with their shields on their heads, seizing the opportunity of the Jin army's artillery to reload and rushed directly to the front.

Meng An brandished his waist knife and roared loudly, and the Jin army simply pushed aside the cannon with complicated loading steps, and a group of Aha pushed the three-bow bed crossbow loaded with wheels, and then fired directly.

The crossbow guns flew sideways, and these super heavy cold weapons caused terrifying damage at close range, each hit could string three or four Qi soldiers together, and the Qi army suffered heavy casualties, but the remaining soldiers continued to approach regardless of the casualties.

The front row lost most of the front, so the Divine Soldier and the Sharp Soldier stepped on top one after another, and when they approached the breastwork, the Divine Soldier stretched his musket over the top of the low breastwork and fired a volley at the Tartar at a near-face-to-face distance.

There was a roar of muskets, and Ahha, who operated the bed crossbow, and the Tartar who supervised the battle fell in rows.

"Rush forward!"

In the roar of Meng'an, the Tartar armor soldiers smashed through the top line of Aha who was in the way.

These skilled old hunters used the breastwork to block the attack of the white soldiers of the Qi army, and quickly drew heavy arrows to shoot the Qi army through the breastwork.

But then, more magic soldiers rushed up regardless of it, and fired the muskets in their hands at the back of the wall, and the smoke was filled, and the lead bullets ruthlessly tore apart the iron armor leaves, rolling and deforming in the soft human body, and the blood arrows were fired, and a whole row of Tartar armor soldiers spat blood and flew backwards.

Then, a volley of spark-sparkling earth-shattering thunderbolts was thrown over the breastwork, blasting large clumps of rubble into the Tartar's horrified eyes.

The terrible howl was deafening, and the Tartar's bow and arrow instantly became much weaker, and taking advantage of this opportunity, the Selector and Sharp soldiers climbed over the breastwork wall in pieces, and did not straighten out their formation, but directly listened to the weapons in their hands and pounce on the enemy.

The Tartar armor soldiers who were bombed by the earth-shattering thunder only had time to throw a row of throwing axes, and then they were forced into a white-knuckle battle.

The spears of the Qi army came like a forest, and the Tartars, who also had no formation, were stabbed in a row, and the swords and shields collided together, and the sound of blades and warrior shouts exploded like thunder.

Both sides were red-eyed, the fallen soldiers lay on the ground, and the wounded soldiers fell to the ground, trampled by countless pairs of big feet on both sides, and there was no chance of getting back up again.

The two sides stepped on the corpses and fought each other, and the follow-up Qi army continued to climb over the chest wall and gradually occupied the advantage of troops.

Finally, after paying more than 30% of the casualties, the Tartar armor could no longer hold it and began to retreat.

More Qi troops swarmed in, and the Divine Soldiers took turns shooting at the Tartar armor soldiers who tried to escape, harvesting enemy lives from behind.

Xuan Feng and the sharp soldiers roared in pursuit and killed, mercilessly hacking to death the Tartars who did not escape fast enough, some of the golden soldiers had a nervous breakdown, kneeling on the ground and raising their hands to beg for mercy, and the red-eyed Qi soldiers unceremoniously waved their knives, cutting off their arms and heads together.

More Tartars did not dare to flee along the widest avenue, and panicked into the small alleys on both sides.

The soldiers of the Qi army pursued relentlessly, scattered in pursuit, and looked like they would never let go of one.

"The whole team! The whole team! ”

The officers roared angrily to stop their men from pursuing at will, and regardless of which unit the soldiers belonged to, all those who were still in sight and did not run away were thrown into the same attacking formation by the officers who kicked and beat them.

"Follow me!"

An officer who had lost his weapon casually picked up a tiger tooth broadsword from the ground, swung it forward, and immediately led five hundred soldiers from different brigades and various branches of the army to continue to advance.

"Flatten this wall!"

Another officer urged the rest to tear down the Tartar's breastwork to facilitate the advance of the follow-up troops.

About two quarters of an hour later, the horses' hooves were formed, and two six-horse gun wagons galloped in - the field artillery made a temporary cameo appearance as a flying artilleryman, dragging two 4-pound field guns.