Seeing that the Tartar cavalry relied on their superior horsemanship, controlled their horses to avoid all kinds of obstacles, and continued to converge along the narrow road of the fishing village to the open area in front of the trestle, Zhang Pan's face showed a smile.

"Ignition."

Zhang Pan struggled to shoot an arrow and then shouted a command.

With Zhang Pan's order, the suona of the herald sounded sharply.

One breath, two breaths......

What's going on, why hasn't the explosives package exploded yet?

Watch the Tartars resist the attack of muskets and feathered arrows, and quickly rush to step on the trestle.

The smile on the corner of his mouth froze.

Yo-hoo.

Amid a blood-pumping shout, Temu Chitima overtook his fallen companion and was the first to rush onto the wooden trestle.

There were still 7 or 8 steps left for him to get on the big ship. The distance of 7 or 8 steps only takes two or three breaths at most for a galloping war horse.

Temuchi believed that with his riding skills, he would be able to jump onto the ship, even if the distance between the big ship and the shore was greater. As long as he can get on the boat, he Tiemuchi alone can kill all those Ming pigs.

This is the self-confidence of Temuchi as a white-fanged soldier.

The head work is mine.

Clenching the knife in his hand, Tekichi had a twisted smile on his face.

Watching the Tartar rush closer and closer, it was very strange that Zhu Youzhen did not feel any fear.

Since seeing the Tartar cavalry, Zhu Youzhen has not only lamented the impact of the cavalry, but now he is a little annoyed in his heart.

Obviously, he set a three-stage strike, but the junior team insisted on giving him an uneven volley.

Are they nervous?

Such a fun game, what are you nervous about?

Zhu Youzhen stared at the Tartar who was getting closer and closer, and his heart was full of dissatisfaction.

Done, done.

The sound of the junior team finishing loading sounded in Zhu Youzhen's ears one after another.

Zhu Youzhen shouted loudly with some annoyance: "Fire, shoot in turn." Remember, it's ...... that is the only thing you need."

Boom, boom, boom.

A loud explosion interrupted Zhu Youzhen's shouting.

Although it was a few breaths later than expected, the explosive pack exploded accurately in the cavalry group.

With the power of the explosion, the splinters of iron wreaked havoc through the crowd, leaving trails of blood in their wake.

In front of the trestle, on the not too big open space on the wharf, the Ming army buried 5 explosives bags. Although the explosives package only exploded three, the power of the explosion of 60 catties of black powder was enough to cover the entire open space.

All the Blue Flag Riders who rushed into the clearing were instantly knocked to the ground by the powerful explosion.

"The Buddha is above, what the hell is going on?"

A huge explosion came from behind him, and Tie Muchi subconsciously pulled the war horse. But the huge explosion made the war horse go crazy and beat wildly, and Temuchi, whose ears were shocked and roared, could only lie on the horse's back. Except for not letting himself be frightened, for a while, Temuchi couldn't do anything else.

The manic horse only jumped two or three times, and suddenly fell to the ground without warning. The body of the horse of hundreds of pounds weighed down Temuchi's legs heavily. Feeling the sharp pain coming from his leg, Temuchi let out a scream.

There was a loud bang, and Aibarry's mind was in a mess.

Right in front of him, the guards who were about to rush to the boat fell in large numbers with a loud bang.

How did the Ming army do it, Ai Barry didn't know. Ai Barry only knew that they should have been ambushed by the Ming army.

Manipulating the reins in the direction of the manic warhorse's jumping, his feet instinctively pierced the horse's belly deep into the horse's belly, and Aibari let the warhorse flee with him.

No matter where the horses are going, just leave the village first.

Aibari didn't think that the Ming army's ambush would only be this one.

Rumble.

Just as Aibari was running towards the beach outside the village with a slanted thorn on his horse, an explosive bag exploded outside the courtyard wall in the center of the village, knocking down several people from the guards who passed through here.

Kill the Tartars.

At the opening of the courtyard gate, the Ming army rushed out with sabers and guns raised and shouted.

"Dock, set up a springboard."

With Shen Shouyao's loud voice, the sea ship began to lean back towards the trestle.

Kill the Tartars.

Without waiting for the ship to dock, the already anxious Ming army jumped directly onto the trestle and rushed towards the dead and wounded Tartars.

Zhang Pan glanced at Zhu Youzhen deeply.

Really won?

Won like that?

Zhang Pan saw it very clearly, this Tartar cavalry was clearly armored, and the skills of riding horses and charging were very skillful, and this Tartar definitely belonged to the elite cavalry among the Tartars.

Such a brave and elite Tartar fled after a few loud noises? How easily did we win?

Zhang Pan had a strong sense of unreality in his heart, and he felt like he was in a dream.

No, even if he dreamed, Zhang Pan had never dreamed like this!

"Kill the Tartars!"

Raising his sword, Zhang Pan raised his head and let out an extremely happy cry.

Let me do it to the end!

Zhang Pan jumped over without waiting for the ship to completely get on the trestle.

Looking at the back of Zhang Panxing rushing out, Zhu Youzhen showed a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Bang, the ship clinged to the trestle.

Bang, the gangplank hit the side of the ship heavily.

"All of them, go ashore and hunt down the remnants of the enemy."

Zhu Youzhen's high-spirited shouts resounded throughout the entire sea ship.

Kill the Tartars.

The entire small fishing village was overwhelmed by the frenzied shouts of the Ming army.

The horses jumped and ran aimlessly along the shore.

Love Barry on the war horse went blank in his mind.

They were ambushed by the Ming army, but with the combat strength of his personal guards, how could they be defeated by the Ming army so easily?

You must know that there are more than a dozen White Fang soldiers in the personal guard cavalry under his command. Normally, these dozen White Fang soldiers alone were enough to defeat hundreds of Ming troops. What's going on this time, what's going on?

Thinking of the continuous loud noise, Aibari's heart was at a loss.

As the horses fled, Ibary saw the tragic situation in the open space in front of the docks.

The dozens of brave warriors, including the White Fang Soldiers, fell with a loud bang. The entire clearing was covered in the flesh and blood of the guards.

Have we been punished by heaven?

The crotch was weak, and the distraught Aibari was thrown to the ground by the stumbling war horse.

Where is this?

The blue-black mud shone eerily in the morning sun, and the aching Aibari opened his eyes to see a brown patch.

This, this large area should be all dried up bloodstains, right?

"Damn Tartar!"

With a roar of rage, the brothers Xu Lu and Xu Peng rushed desperately towards Aibari with their harpoons held high.

Bodhisattva bless.

The Xu brothers thought in their hearts.

The two brothers of the Xu family had just buried the bodies of the villagers in the village. They came to the beach to see if the sea had returned their mother.

As a result, when the Xu brothers arrived at the beach, they saw a Tartar riding a horse rushing over. On that beach, stained with the blood of the villagers, the Tartar fell heavily to the ground with his men and horses.

Their mother did good deeds all her life and accumulated virtue, but she suffered a tragedy, but the Tartar murderer fell here.

If this is not blessed by the Bodhisattva, what else can it be?

"Mother, we have avenged you!"

Roaring loudly, the Xu brothers stabbed the harpoon deep into Aibari's body.

The commander of the Blue Banner cavalry, the famous warrior of the Jurchens, who had not yet recovered his breath, died at the hands of two fishermen whom he had never seen before.