Time passed little by little, and the ammunition of the Ming army became less and less. And after a long period of artillery fire, the military formation was completely shrouded in smoke. Moreover, there is basically no wind today, so that the fog formed by the ****** will not disperse for a long time, and the Ming army in the military formation has completely failed to see the situation of the Qing troops on the opposite side, and can only judge from the sound of horses' hooves whether the enemy is attacking or detouring.

Finally, when it was almost time, the artillery in the Ming army did not sound again. Only the occasional sound of fire was heard, but this was no longer enough to stop the enemy attack.

"I wish to die for my master! I am willing to die for my master! Suddenly, there was a roar from the Qing soldiers, it was Chinese, and the border soldiers could understand it.

Then I heard the rumbling hooves of the horses, and this time, unlike the Mongol light cavalry, the horses did not run fast, but they felt as steady as a mountain, and slowly pressed over. After that, the cavalry began to slowly accelerate, and the knights unconsciously let out a shout, and the speed continued to increase.

Through the thick smoke, Lu Xiangsheng could only see a black wall pressing down from far and near.

"It's a dead soldier! It's the dead soldier of Dongyu! The human and horse harness is heavy armor, like a wall, there is no advance or retreat! The guards who had stayed in Liaodong Town for a while said in a trembling voice: "They are about to charge, the pikemen are too thin!" ”

Lu Xiangsheng immediately ordered: "Chinese army! Reinforcements front, spears in front, bows and crossbows ready! ”

The soldiers of the Chinese army marched in a line, at the back of the front queue. The crossbowmen who were originally lined up in place wanted to retreat, but they were stopped by Lu Xiangsheng's military order, and those dead soldiers had already rushed over, and if there was chaos in the ranks, they would no longer be able to stop them.

The officers in the front row estimated the distance, because of the smoke, everything was hazy. Finally, he felt that he was almost fifty paces, so he hurriedly shouted, "Bow and crossbow ready!" ”

The sound of "squeak" and "squeak" of opening the bow sounded, and the waist crossbow had already been opened and aimed ahead, and the crossbow arrow had already been placed on the groove, as long as the hanging knife was buckled, the machine bracket would be released. To be honest, against this kind of heavy armor, a bow with less than eighty catties of pulling force in the hands of archers will not have much power, mainly depends on these crossbowmen.

Lu Xiangsheng, who was riding on the horse, also took out the bow from the bow bag, and the wrench was already on his thumb, and the strap was fixed on his wrist. He knew that reinforcements would not come, and now it was just a battle to the death. His bow is 100 catties, which is somewhat inferior to a strong bow of 120 catties, but compared to those civilian colleagues who can't pick up their shoulders and can't lift their hands, he really can afford the title of "natural divine power".

"Put!" The officer roared in a long, broken voice.

"Boom", "boom", "boom", the sound of the bowstring was rattling. Lu Xiangsheng also opened his bow and arrows almost at the same time, all in one go. The arrows broke through the fog and flew towards the dead soldiers of the Qing army who were advancing like a wall.

"Ahh Even though the knights on the horse looked dead and their hands were loosened, they were still able to sit on their horses and lead the horse team to continue to charge towards the Ming army.

"Shoot the horse! Shoot the horse! They're on horseback! Lu Xiangsheng's personal soldiers roared and reminded.

At this point, it was too late to fire a salvo, and the crossbowmen had to shoot freely. The crossbow should be wound with your feet, and then the crossbow should be wound with a rope straddling the waist, and the rate of fire should be much slower. By the time they were wound, the dead soldiers of the Qing army had already rushed in front of them, and before they could put their crossbow arrows into the groove, there was already the sound of spears breaking in front of them.

The dead soldiers in the first row had already crashed into the spears, some of them had their men and horses pierced by the spears, and some of them had broken their spears due to the force of the impact. Others happened to come out of the gap between the spears, and they were not stabbed, so they used their scimitars, bones, short spears, tomahawks, and other weapons in their hands to slash left and right, and rushed into the depths.

The crossbowmen did not dare to stand still any longer, and turned and ran back, but they were immediately stopped by the sword players behind them, and the officer roared: "Retreater, slash!" ”

The crossbowmen had no choice but to throw away their crossbows, draw their waist knives, and stand in front of the knife players. In fact, those sword players were also afraid, but Inspector Lu really treated them well, and he really did 'share suffering'. If it were for the emperor of Laoshizi, he would be worthy of him if he fired two shots and two cannons, but Inspector Lu behind him had to advance and retreat together, and live and die together.

The soldiers of the Ming army smashed with three-eyed guns, stabbed with spears, and cut off horses' legs with waist knives, and used any tricks to stop, and finally stopped the dead soldiers of the Qing army who broke through. But before they could breathe, the second row of heavy cavalry galloped up. The pikemen, who had just stood still behind, were immediately in danger.

The dead soldiers of the Qing army continued to advance along the gap torn by their comrades in the first row, stepping on the corpses and living people of the Ming army, and also stepping on the fallen companions in the first row—slaves like them.

Lu Xiangsheng was still calm at this time, he took out a carved arrow from his quiver, quickly set the string, opened the bow and aimed, and cast. The arrow flew out like a meteor and shot into the eye of an armored war horse, which ran wildly, jumped, and shook its hooves, kicking over one of the horses next to it. But it only caused a little chaos, and the dead soldiers of the Qing army in the third row rushed forward with a bang.

At this time, the Mongolian light cavalry was still harassing the two wings, galloping and archery, so that Hu Dawei and Yang Guozhu did not dare to send troops to support the front. Lu Xiangsheng also saw the situation on the left and right flanks, so he did not let Hu Dawei and Yang Guozhu come to reinforce him. In the wilderness, the front or the left and right flanks, or the rear, no matter which side of the formation is out of order, the infantry cannot stand, and then they can only be pursued by the cavalry.

Lu Xiangsheng was still shooting steadily, this was already the seventh arrow he had shot, and he had knocked down five armored heavy horses. The first arrow also shot people, and the battlefield was foggy, I don't know if I hit it. Another arrow hit the horse's face armor and was shattered.

At some point, Hu Dawei had already come to his horse and shouted loudly: "Supervisor, break through!" While the formation has not yet been broken, the last general will take the cavalry, even if he is desperate, he can escort the overseer out! ”