The Western Army fought with the Guanning Army, but more than 100,000 people could not defeat Wu Sangui, and one of the big reasons was Wu Sangui, about Ning Tieqi.

The galloping of war horses and the trampling of the power of the earth with ten thousand hooves are not something that ordinary infantry troops can resist, and they must have steely willpower.

Seeing the cavalry of the Qing army, galloping towards the two flanks of the Wei army's forward, but Gao Yihuan did not make further movements, Li Dingguo had doubts in his heart about whether the Wei army's advance could block the impact.

If the cavalry of the Qing army broke the two wings, the soldiers who rushed forward would inevitably panic and be weak in the follow-up, and they would lose the possibility of crushing the main formation of the Qing army.

Gao Yi laughed and said: "The Lone King Infantry lacks the advantage of mobility, if the Qing Army's horse army does not take the initiative to attack, it will be difficult for the Lone King to kill and injure the Qing Army's Ma Army." Therefore, it is necessary for the infantry army to withstand a wave of impact, only in this way can a part of the Qing army and horse army be contained, and then they can be left behind, and the lone king can get a large number of war horses. Haha~"

Gao Yihuan explained quite confidently, and Li Dingguo looked at him and couldn't help but change a little.

At this time, the Qing army's horse army was getting closer and closer to the Wei army's infantry phalanx, and Bolo's left and right were countless horse heads surging forward, and the Mongolian cavalry brandished scimitars and screamed from their mouths.

At this time, in the Wei army's array, several copper cannons roared, iron bullets pierced the air, and fell into the galloping Qing army horses, and the neighing of the war horses sounded from time to time.

Bolo saw a ride next to him, and suddenly fell, but he was left behind in the blink of an eye.

This did not stop the gallop of the Mongolian horse army, he could see that the formation on the opposite side was quite thin, and he was in the middle of ten thousand horses, which made him form an illusion that no one was enough to resist the impact of ten thousand horses.

The Wei army's horse army had already drilled into the infantry formation, or fled to both sides, and the Mongolian horse army followed, and the men who set the horses skillfully controlled the horses, took out their bows and arrows, and rushed towards the Wei army overwhelmingly.

In front of them, there were two phalanxes of 1,000 men, and Bolo believed that if the Ma army shot a rain of arrows, the other side would be confused, and then collapse under the impact of the Ma army.

The speed of the horse army was fast, Bolo's face showed a trace of cruelty, a suona sounded, and in front of the two hollow phalanxes, the Wei soldiers raised their fire guns and fired a volley, and at the same time, a swarm of rockets was also launched at the same time.

Bolo felt a strong wind blowing, and the cavalry on his body fell like autumn leaves, and the sight in front of him was instantly filled with smoke.

For a moment, Bolo subconsciously lay on the horse's back, and at this moment, several black objects were thrown, and a loud "boom" exploded around him.

The horses around him neighed, the soldiers screamed, the horses fell repeatedly, and the frightened horses scurried, but there was a roar in Bolo's ears, and he was suddenly deaf, and he could only see the picture, but he could not hear the people howling and neighing.

Bolo's face was dazed, but the war horse still carried him forward, he saw the looming Wei army formation through the smoke in front of him, only to see the orange flames in the smoke, flashing, the soldiers around him fell off their horses one after another.

Suddenly, there was a voice in Bolo's ears, it was a "bang, bang, bang", and the explosion of earth-shattering thunder and the screaming of a swarm of bees, and the mourning of war horses, and the wails of soldiers.

At this time, the stimulation of the sound made Bolo's head sober up a lot, and he gasped heavily, as if the world around him had slowed down a lot.

Bolo galloped while discerning the direction from the smoke, he looked intently at the phalanx in the smoke, a gust of wind blew, the smoke dissipated a little, and the spears stabbed out by the soldiers in the front row of the phalanx flashed with cold light.

Can't bump into it! Bolo suddenly had a stirring spirit, and with a strong pull of the horse's reins, the war horse changed direction and burrowed into the gap between the two phalanxes.

In an instant, the speed of the surrounding world accelerated, and many Mongol horse troops drilled into the gap, and finally used their armor-piercing cavalry bows less than thirty paces away to shoot a wave of arrows at the Wei army's phalanx.

The Mongol horse army poured in along the gap between the two formations, they galloped along the distance of about thirty paces of the phalanx, and quickly shot with their riding bows, and the whizzing arrows fell like a torrential rain, and the Wei army screamed in the array, many soldiers fell to the ground with arrows, and immediately a medical officer dragged the wounded soldiers to the center of the phalanx.

At this time, before Bolo and the Mongol horse army had time to breathe, the phalanxes on both sides of the gap carried out a round of fire and fire.

The Ma army that entered the battle was immediately strangled by the fire guns on both sides, as well as the bombardment of the earth-shattering thunder, and the Ma army suddenly fell from his horse like a jujube, and lost more than 200 horsemen.

Bolo was so frightened that for a moment he felt that all sides were full of projectiles, and he didn't care about shooting arrows back, but galloped his horse, and finally broke out of the gap between the two phalanxes in the first column.

At this time, before Bolo could breathe a sigh of relief, he found that the Mongolian cavalry around him was slowing down their horses.

After breaking out of the gap, the front was not a smooth road, nor a gunslinger or archer who was slaughtered by the cavalry, but three phalanxes of the second column, one of which happened to block their exit.

Bolo's heart sank, and before the Wei army fired, he saw the Wei army in front of him clearly, the front row were all melee soldiers wearing armor, they were holding sharp spears and half-squatting on the ground to stab the spearhead obliquely, and there were rows of firecrackers standing behind them.

Bolo knew that the various attacks he had just experienced were about to come again, and his heart was suddenly terrified.

At this time, he wanted to turn the horse's head, but behind him was the horse army that was constantly pouring in, and he had no choice but to continue to rush forward, and then be diverted by the phalanx in front of him, enter the next gap, and continue to be strangled by the fire of the phalanx on both sides.

For a moment, Bolo shuddered, theoretically speaking, if there were enough of such phalanxes, the Ma army that rushed in would be constantly diverted, constantly strangled, and finally all died in the formation.

Bolo was afraid, he was a little stunned, Gao Yihuan was simply a demon, he didn't dare to think about revenge anymore, and suddenly he hid behind a Mongolian horse army.

The sound of "bang bang bang" fire guns sounded again, and the horse army rushed over, leaving behind the corpses of people and horses in the gap between the two phalanxes.

The blood of Bolo and the Mongol horse army had long since disappeared, and he pulled the reins of his horse vigorously, and instead of rushing in with the gap, he led a group of cavalry, turning at right angles, along the two phalanxes of the first column, and fled under the bombardment of firearms.

In the Wei army's array, Li Dingguo's eyes widened, and Gao Yihuan smiled slightly: "How is it, how is the Wei army of the lonely king?" ”

In the Qing army's array, Geng Zhongming's eyes bulged, and he couldn't believe that the cavalry he had high hopes for actually disappeared into the Wei army's infantry army formation like mud cows into the sea.

Jin Yuhe, the general next to him, pointed to his wings and stammered a little, "This~this~ Mother split!" What should I do? ~”

Geng Zhongming had not yet recovered from his shock, but at this moment, a suona sound came from the front.

The Wei army's infantry that was pressing up from the front finally stopped in front of the Qing army's front, only to hear the officers of each division of the Wei army shouting one after another, "All divisions, stop!" ”

"Stop!"

"Oji stops!"

The Wei soldiers shouted in unison, repeating the name of the officer, stomping on the ground with their feet, and standing in unison, and then in a "preparation", the soldiers in the first row raised their flintlock pistols in unison, and nearly a thousand muskets were raised at the same time, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the Qing army line in front, and Geng Zhongming saw the Qing army in the front row, and began to break backwards~

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