"Although the firearms of the Zhou people are sharp, they cannot last, and in about a quarter of an hour, the artillery will weaken, and the time of the musketeers will be indifferent...... If you are frightened by them during this time, you will encounter a stronger firearm attack next time you attack! ”

Ibn was a scholar who was not only proficient in theology, but also in astronomical calendars, arithmetic literature, and as a young man, he himself went to battle and became enlightened between life and death.

He reminded his disciple Mansur that although the Black Khan people were not valuable, it would not be wasted to spend 30,000 people to build a valuable warplane.

By the next time, Moses might not be willing to bleed.

Mansur decisively ordered, and 10,000 Mamluks were dispatched.

These people are Mansour's trump cards, and they will not be used easily.

Now is the time!

"Rush!"

The heavy rider set out and stepped on the ground, and the shock it brought was almost incomprehensible. The heavy cavalry, which has both speed and strength, is a well-deserved king, not to mention the painstakingly trained Mamluk, which is even more fierce to the extreme.

They slammed into the middle of the Great Zhou army formation.

The musketeers have been tossed and exhausted, the ranks are dented, the front has become thinner, especially some of the muskets have failed, and the wear and tear of firearms in the western regions full of yellow sand is very serious, which is a difficulty that Da Zhou did not expect.

If the firepower is insufficient, it will not be able to stop the surging Mamluk.

One of the musketeers shouted desperately, beckoning his men to shoot.

One of the Mamluks who rushed to the front was shot in the chest, and in an instant a hole the size of a fist appeared, and blood spurted wildly, but the horse did not stop, carrying his body and continuing forward, until he rushed within ten paces before falling to the ground.

At this time, Mamluk's bow and arrows also arrived, and a dense group of arrows fell from the sky, and the arrows missed the bodies of dozens of musketeers, and they all fell to the ground.

There was a terrible gap in the battle formation.

Mamluk rushed over with a scream as if he had smelled a bloody shark.

They rushed into the army formation of the Great Zhou, waving their scimitars in their hands, and the musketeers were constantly cut down and killed.

"Not good!"

The generals who watched the battle in the Chinese army were all startled, including Li Congde, who went out with the army, and he couldn't help but shout.

The musketeers won't be able to stop it!

"Your Majesty, please fight!"

More than a dozen generals led by Zhang Yongde bowed together, and Chai Rong rode on the pale golden royal horse, looking ahead without any expression.

Several people immediately woke up, since the command of the big battle was in Ye Hua's hands, they should ask him for battle.

When a few people turned to Ye Hua, they found that Ye Hua just said lightly, "You have to believe in the musketeers!" ”

Zhang Yongde was choked uncomfortably, and he didn't dare to be mad in front of Ye Hua, so he could only watch anxiously.

The Mamluk impact was very fast, the gaps in the musketeers were torn wider and wider, and the entire front was in jeopardy.

At this time, the musketeers behind did not even have time to reload their ammunition, and rushed forward with their sabers.

A ten-strong general named Pan Wu was extremely fierce, and he took advantage of the other party's inattention, and suddenly bent down and swung his knife, cutting off a horse's hoof, and the Mamluk on it fell hard, and he pounced on it and slashed at the neck.

Just as Pan Wu drew his knife, a scimitar stabbed him in the chest, it was another Mamluk!

This guy stabbed Pan Wu and wanted to draw the knife, so he dragged it twice in a row, but he didn't get it back. Next to them, two Zhou soldiers brandished the knives in their hands and stabbed him fiercely into his soft underbelly, killing Mamluk!

At this time, Pan Wu's hands slowly let go of the knife on his chest, and he fell to the ground with a smile.

Fierce battles were fought almost everywhere, and the musketeers were so thin with their muskets that they had to fight for a Mamluk with three lives.

But even so, no one flinched, only the heroes who died in battle, and there were no retreating bastards!

Mamluk broke through the first two lines of troops, and there was still the last one left, which could not be attacked in any case, and they were dragged back.

Moreover, after the confusion, the musketeers actually pushed the used oil carts to the front to form a defensive line, and they fired from behind, and the casualties of Mamluk continued to increase.

As a heavy cavalry, you can't quickly break through the enemy formation, and once you lose your impact, the end is very miserable.

Ibn didn't need to be reminded of this, and al-Mansur knew it.

"What a powerful Zhou Bing! Don't avoid life and death, stick to the battle position, you have won the respect of this king! But...... That's it! ”

Mansur gave Jatila a look to his side.

Jatila was forty or fifty years old, he was very thin, not tall and mighty at all, but those who knew him well knew that this guy was a complete desert snake, and the most difficult to deal with.

This time, he was appointed as the "Governor of China", which shows his high status.

Behind Jatila, a group of guys dressed differently, but all of them are extremely fierce, appeared!

Warriors from all over the Great Eclipse, who came for the sacred war, some traveled thousands of miles, and they all could risk their lives, Ibn bowed deeply to these people, "God will bless you!" ”

Titira screamed strangely, led these madmen, and rushed towards the army formation of the Great Zhou.

Flash floods, tsunami hit!

These guys were astonishingly imposing and murderous, like the water of the Yellow River, and pounced on the already crumbling line of musketeers. All the musketeers were already desperate.

"Let's die here!"

"Da Zhou Wansheng!"

A mournful shout sounded, and they were ready to die for their country.

Zhang Yongde and the others felt as if they had been stabbed in their hearts, and their eyes fell on Ye Hua's body, didn't they send troops yet?

Ye Hua silently watched the battlefield, with a faint smile on his face.

"Flare off!"

As he spoke, three rockets shot straight into the sky, and at this moment, from the army formation of the Great Zhou, there were 20,000 cavalry, under the leadership of Zhao Kuangyin, who came out with brisk steps.

These war horses have the blood of sweat and blood horses, high horses are fast, and well-trained, each war horse can consciously find a position, lined up in a neat row, first jogging in small steps, when entering about five hundred steps, suddenly accelerated.

The Great Zhou Iron Cavalry that suddenly rushed out was actually faster than the Great Food Cavalry opposite!

The long riding spear was held tightly in the hands of the soldiers, and Zhao Kuangyin rushed to the front, with a smug smile on his face.

"Great cannibals, you have been fooled!"

That's right, everyone knows that Da Zhou's firearms are sharp, and they think that if they kill the musketeers, victory is in sight. It's a pity that these people don't know that in Ye Hua's eyes, musketeers are consumables at all.

As long as there are enough young and strong, there is a military workshop, and one year of training can become an army, and the musketeers fight Mamluk, it is simply undesirable!

Ye Hua was happy to do so.

Even Iben, who was known for his wisdom, was confused by the powerful power of firearms, thinking that firearms were the core of the Great Zhou, and the master and apprentice actually sent out the most critical forces.

When the enemy showed his hole cards, Ye Hua naturally would not be polite!

Zhao Da was like a tiger out of the cage, leading the iron cavalry and swept over.

"Kill!"

The spear sank into the flesh, and a large field of cannibal cavalry fell.

Jatila was caught off guard, he screamed like crazy, beckoned his subordinates, rushed up, blocked!

The madman-like Great Eater Cavalry pounced, but their scimitars were no match for the Great Zhou cavalry spears at all, and before they could reach the Great Zhou cavalry, they were poked into a sieve.

Zhao Da was completely crazy, he did not use the standard long knife this time, but used a strange weapon, this thing is similar to nunchucks, but one is long, the other is short, and in the middle of the two sections, it is connected by an iron ring.

The long end is similar to a mace, with protruding thorns.

Zhao Da gave this weapon a name, called "Panlong Stick".

He used one arm hard, and the long end smashed into a big food cavalryman, only to hear a snap, his brain shattered, and Zhao Da smashed several more in a row, all of which were killed with one blow.

Those big cannibals are really similar to crazy people, regardless of their own lives and deaths, they rushed up one after another and surrounded Zhao Da.

At this time, the power of the coiling dragon stick is revealed, the long one can be used as a mace, which is much more powerful than the scimitar, and the short one can defend oneself and block the stabbing weapon. There is also an iron ring link, when necessary, Zhao Da can pull this coiling dragon stick hard, and no one can get close to it within one zhang!

The big cannibals consciously have the ability to ride and shoot, thinking that the Han people in the Central Plains are weak and can only rely on firearms, where do they know that the iron cavalry of the Great Zhou is also above them!

Zhao Da is like a devil who harvests life, where there are many people, he rushes to wherever he goes. Jatila came into his line of sight, and Zhao Dalian attacked left and right, killing several large food cavalry, stepping on the corpse, and pounced on Jatila.

"Suffer death!"

The coiling dragon stick smashed down, and Jia Tila hurriedly blocked it with a scimitar, but he forgot that the coiling dragon stick was two-sectional, and Zhao Da easily opened his right arm, and the head of the dragon stick smashed down rapidly, just on Jia Tila's head.

Although she was blocked by the scimitar and protected by a helmet, Jatila was still dizzy and almost fell off her horse.

The people around him hurriedly rushed up to protect, where was Zhao Da willing to let go, he grabbed the coiling dragon stick again, and waved it violently, like a whack-a-mole, smashing one skull after another.

Jia Tira took the opportunity to escape, but Zhao used the dragon stick as a meteor hammer and threw it violently, just hitting Jia Tira's back.

Zhao Da was born with divine power, coupled with the cultivation of the "Pulse Sutra", the strength of his force was absolutely the peak, and he beat Jia Tila to vomit blood at once.

He urged the horse violently, and the big green horse crossed the corpse, and when he reached the back of Jatila, Zhao Da combined the two sticks into one and smashed them down.

"Die!"

Suddenly, the helmet cracked eight petals, and the brains burst out, and Jatila was killed directly!

The Chinese governor died tragically in front of the army before he could reach the territory of China.

Zhao Da didn't know the identity of the person he killed, but at this moment, he was covered in blood, like a demon god...... Those Great Food Cavalry were certainly not afraid of death, but in the face of Zhao Da and the iron cavalry of the Great Zhou, they also shuddered.

"Kill!"

Zhao Da took advantage of their panic to retreat, and was the first to rush towards Mamluk.

I've been listening to Master Hou say, how amazing you are!

Bah!

Isn't it just a bunch of eunuchs!

What's the big deal, let Grandpa Zhao send you to heaven today!

The two most powerful cavalry in the world were killed together in an instant......