In the wars of this era, once charged, pushed back and forth, there was no way to stop. The Han soldiers on the bridge deck were swept away, and the Han soldiers in the rear didn't even have time to be afraid, so they were pushed forward by inertia. Soon, the bridge deck was filled again.

At this time, the barrels of the muskets stretched out one after another behind the battlements......

Ahem, ahem! The smoke of gunpowder entered his throat, and he was choked and almost suffocated by The Hague, which saved his senses. I couldn't help but take another deep breath, and it turned out to be another choking cough.

Gullitt is crazy in battle, and has always braved arrows and stones, leading by example, and is notoriously desperate. But at this moment, seeing the power of this rain of bullets, he was inexplicably frightened, and he lifted the reins several times and released them, but he couldn't even raise the idea of charging.

The power of the dragon sparrow musket was completely unexpected by the sudden loss of The Hague, even the thick infantry side cards could not block the projectiles, and the soldiers were all crowded on the long bridge deck as targets, how could this battle be fought? Is it to rush again, or to retreat?

Suddenly, The Hague had not yet made up his mind, and the gunfire of the barricade rang out again.

Gather fire to fire a salvo, usually with only one round. After the first salvo, due to the different loading speeds of each person, some of the dumb guns fired again, and the battlefield was noisy, so it was difficult to unify the orders, so the next shots were free scatter. Even so, there were nearly two hundred musketeers, and there were more or less dozens of gunners at a time.

Powerful lead pellets shot out from the cross-holes in the walls on both sides, breaking through wooden signs, tearing cloth armor, burrowing into the flesh, rolling and crashing through the body, forming a terrifying cavity effect. Even if the middle one did not die on the spot, he would not live long.

However, after three or four rounds of shooting, the bridge deck was empty again. In these two charges, more than 100 soldiers of the Han battalion were killed and wounded. The rest of the soldiers finally got cold, and crowded on the bridge, pushing each other, but they refused to set foot on the wooden bridge again.

Concentrating firepower and cross-firing, this is Zhao Lie's original intention to keep the wooden bridge.

Double-sided strikes can bring out the power of the musket barrage to the fullest. At this point in the battle, the soldiers of the Han army could not even rush to the Hebei bridge, and a wooden bridge turned out to be a bridge.

Gunshots rang out one after another, a large amount of smoke poured up, and the two sections of the barricade were slowly submerged, and muffled coughing sounds could be heard from behind the walls from time to time.

Shi Yang poked his head out from behind the wall, he was not worried about the Yuan soldier's bow and crossbow, the Yuan army's position was a hundred steps away from the river bank, two hundred steps away from the first horse barrier, and two hundred and fifty steps away from the second horse wall.

The earthen wall defense, the musket flank, everyone didn't expect the effect to be so good. Shi Yang's double-barreled shotgun never had a chance to shoot, and Shen Pingbo's shuttle gun didn't throw a single one. Many recruits who fought for the first time were previously taken away by the momentum of the Yuan soldiers, but they didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, these seemingly wolf-like pawns were beaten like paper people, and they were looking for teeth all over the ground. For a while, I was excited and couldn't help myself, and I thought to myself, "The veterans are really right, as soon as the muskets go off, no matter whether they are Mongolian Tartars, blue-eyed ghosts, Khitan dogs, Jurchen dogs, Hebei soldiers, and new attached troops, they are all the same......"

The soldiers of the Han army camp on the riverbank over there were all crowded in front of the bridge, looking at the bloody bridge in front of them, their faces were like earth, they were terrified, and kept asking each other, "What kind of weapon is that, so terrifying?" "Muskets? Isn't it the kind of weapon that wiped out Ma Qianhu's 2,000 army? "It's so good, I can't fight it......"

There were archers in the back row who looked back in a hurry, and the knife and axe men in the back slammed the bow on the shoulder with the hilt. The archer screamed in pain, but looked at the axeman with gratitude. Because the Yuan army can only look forward when fighting, those who dare to have a back, and cut it with a knife and axe. Although Fang Cai was extremely painful at that moment, he was merciful to his subordinates.

However, in the next moment, the gratitude in the archer's eyes instantly changed to fear, his pupils contracted, his mouth opened wide, and the ground was still in his throat, and the sword light flashed, and the head of the axe man fell to the ground, and angry blood splattered the archer's face. Behind the headless corpse of the axeman, the cold wooden face and cruel eyes of Gullit's squire were revealed, and the scimitar in his hand was dripping with blood.

"Dare to look back, kill! Those who fail to execute, kill! ”

After saying this, the semu squire coldly raised his scimitar and slashed down quickly, and the archer instinctively raised his bow to block, and then screamed - ah!

The bow is broken, the hand is broken, and the disembowelment ......

The Colored Eyed Horseman carried a bloody scimitar and stared at the sergeants cruelly. All the sergeants were awe-inspiring and forced to be helpless, so they had to bite the bullet and tremble and set foot on the slippery bridge soaked in blood again. They were greeted like a rain of bullets.

Advancing is death, retreating is death, and a Han sergeant couldn't stand it anymore and jumped into the river with a shout. Although the river is deep, it cannot drown for a while, and rolls with the waves.

Inspired by this, several soldiers also threw away their weapons and escaped by diving. It's just that the downstream of Lingshui is to go to sea, even if they don't die, the end may not be much better......

……

Liang Nijo was nervously reloading the third round of ammunition, while his comrades on either side of him had already fired the fourth or even fifth shot. These two comrades were only mid-level sergeants, which made him, a senior sergeant, really blush, even though no one noticed him in the intense battlefield.

On the training ground, Liang Ertiao asked himself about the best loading and shooting speed in the team, but he didn't expect to really go to the battlefield, but he couldn't play half the level of weekday training, and the loading made mistakes repeatedly, and even the fixed paper tube fell to the ground...... It's frustrating. Alas! Who let him be just a "non-fire man" before that, and he had never been on the battlefield at all, especially in such a frontal scene of destroying the enemy. If it weren't for the fact that there was a protective wall and a direct field battle, he didn't know if he would be so trembling that he couldn't shoot a single bullet.

Finally, the third bullet was loaded, Liang Ertiao exhaled a breath of hot air, didn't care about wiping the beads of sweat, stretched out the barrel of the gun from the cross hole, aimed at the crowded and chaotic Han soldiers on the other side of the river, and was about to pull the trigger. Suddenly, there was a bang next to him, but it was Tao Sanyang on the left who fired a shot. Liang Ertiao looked at it clearly, a sign with a flag on his back had a bloody hole in his chest, staggered back two steps, was hit by the soldiers behind him, and fell into the boiling river.

Tao Saburo grinned, made a mark on the butt of the gun with his knife, and continued to reload the ammunition, his movements becoming more and more fluid.

Liang Ertiao's heart moved, his loading action couldn't catch up with these old comrades, and the number of kills was naturally incomparable. In that case, why not use your accurate shooting to kill a big one?

Who's big?

Liang Ertiao squinted his eyes, his originally small eyes were as thin as a line, and there was a sharpness that did not match his appearance at all, as if he had changed a person.

Liang Erjo was completely unaware of his changes, and his gaze scanned the battlefield like an eagle staring at its prey...... Under that Daxu is the chief general of the Yuan army, the small nose of the North Garden, but unfortunately it is too far away and is not considered. On the bridge, there is a hundred household flags looming in the crowded heads, and the black tassels on the leather helmets are faintly visible under it, which is too difficult and can only be abandoned. Hmm, that'......

A glimmer of needle flashed in Liang Ertiao's fine eyes, and his gaze crossed the knight, and from the gap in his riding position, he saw a man riding a tall horse, wearing a thick iron Luo ring armor, and only half of his body was exposed. Liang Ertiao couldn't be sure if this knight was the deputy Qianhu of the Yuan Army who commanded the battle, but he who could wear this kind of armor must be unusual, and it was right to beat him.

Liang Ertiao narrowed one eye, gave a thumbs up, and measured the distance using the method taught by the instructor - more than eighty paces, barely within the effective range of the flintlock pistol, but it definitely couldn't shoot through such a thick Tieluo ring armor.

Pity...... Liang Erjo shook his head, ready to give up. But just as he looked away, he suddenly flashed back. There you go, Saddle!

At the place where his mind moved, Liang Ertiao's muzzle was raised, and his crosshairs firmly encircled the Tieluo armored knight. The knight's body swayed from side to side with the restless hooves, and half of his body disappeared from time to time. Seeing that the knight is about to return to the array and fill the gap.

Now is the time, don't hesitate!

Liang Erjo decisively deducted the plate machine, hit the flint with a hammer, scratched out a few sparks, fell into the fire door, ignited the primer, and the large canopy of fire erupted from the muzzle, and the projectile broke through the air to form layers of strange fluctuations, rushing towards the target.

Gullitt was yelling and shouting, constantly giving orders, letting the attendants around him drive the Han soldiers to charge, when suddenly there was a shock, a lead shot hit the saddle, and the wooden skin saddle bridge exploded a gap under the strong impact, and the broken wood chips shot in all directions, and several of the sharp wooden thorns shot into the crotch at a sharp angle......

"Whew-"

Gurlitt's bull's eye almost protrudes from its socket, his mouth opens in a "0" shape, and his legs are reflexively clamped. The war horse under the crotch sensed the master's sprinting mood and rushed forward. As soon as he took a few steps, Gullitt's sturdy body was like a mountain of iron-clad meat, falling heavily from the horse's buttocks, smashing a pit alive, and the sound of bones breaking was extremely terrifying.

"Senho-sama!"

"Lord Gullitt!"

The attendants and horsemen were in a mess, thousands of households recognized the flag and fell, as soon as the flag fell, the army's heart was in turmoil, and the soldiers who had reached the middle of the bridge turned around one after another, panicked and crowded, and fell off the bridge one by one.

Shi Yang was unwilling to let go of such a good opportunity, pressed his gun against the wall, and jumped out: "Attack!" Sortie! ”

Shen Pingbo also raised his gun and pointed out: "The musketeers went to the river bank to shoot across the river." Fast! Fast! ”

The drums sounded, and several brave dragon sparrow army flagheads raised flags over the wall, rushed to the riverbank, and stood up at the pole.

Soon, the musketeers of each team gathered under the banners of each team, lined up in three columns according to the usual training formation, and did not care about the whole team, and under the orders of the officers of each team, the rows and rows took turns to shoot at the other side of the river.

The soldiers of the left battalion of the Han army were shot and fell to the ground, adding chaos to chaos, uncontrollable, and rushing to the main formation in chaos. And once the array is attacked by the rout, there is a danger of collapse, and the consequence is the collapse of the whole army.

The faces of the thousands of households in the left camp of the Han army turned green, and they galloped to the horse that suddenly lost The Hague, crying and holding the reins of the horse: "Lord Wanhu, those are all old soldiers, don't ......"

Suddenly, Hague's hand holding the reins trembled slightly, his face was pale, his cheeks puffed up, and he spit out two words: "Killed!" ”

The order was handed down, and the guns and cards of the remaining three phalanxes raised their guns, and the archers opened their bows and raised their arrows. The tip of the spear is as dense as a bush. Ahead, there were frightened and desperate eyes of the rout......

Send the most courageous generals, with a whole battalion of 300 Han troops, to impact or even tear through the two barricade defense lines, be sure to try out the reality of the Song army, especially the reality of the musket, even if it is worth all the death - this is the original intention of the Hague to launch this campaign, well, he "got his wish".

Song Jun has come out of the void, very strong! The musket also poked out, very fierce!

In the end, people are also dead...... It's miserable!