Chapter 359: Killing

Climbing over the wooden fence and landing on the ground inside, the first action was not to attack, but to shake a little to maintain his balance, and in front of these tile-spurs were the spearmen lined up in a row.

The only way the tiled thorn Tartars armed with long knives and axes could attack the enemy was to throw them out, their leather robes could not hinder the sharp spears at all, accompanied by neat thrusts and a terrible howl that sounded almost at the same time.

In the entire East Asian continent, the armies that had not fought against the Jiang army did not know the use of spears in the Spanish phalanx, and even the soldiers in the European colonies of Luzon and Goa were not as skilled in the use of spears.

Outside the wooden fence, a large number of tile spur soldiers were already crowded, and the officers shouted loudly, desperately driving the soldiers over the wooden fence, and some people were desperately cutting the wooden fence there. Those who turned over died without suspense under the stab of the spear, but there were too many people who turned over.

Before the wooden fence was cut off, the spearmen's line was already about to move back, because the corpses of the successive tile spur soldiers were all over the ground, and the Mongol soldiers who rushed over were already standing on the corpses, and the spear stabbing efficiency could not be maintained at the maximum flat thorn.

The officers of the array ordered the array to take a few steps back, but the soldiers wielding swords were depressed to find that no matter how brave they were, they couldn't get close to each other at all, and some people stood in the space of the wooden fence and took out horn bows, but the arquebuses in the opponent's spear line kept coming out, and there were bows and arrows at the same angle - the guards did not have arquebuses in their hands, but there were bows and arrows.

The only progress made now is to burn the flames of war in the opponent's area, and because of the opponent's retreat, at this time, the sound of clicking behind is heard, and the barrier that has blocked the whole day is quickly cut down, and as soon as the wooden fence falls, the soldiers who have been crowded there have been crowded there shouting excitedly, they think that their victory is in sight, and as soon as the wooden fence is opened, the people inside have no cover to cover the bow and arrows.

The tile spur soldiers who were still desperately fighting with the spearmen in front of them were scattered, and the tile spur officers quickly organized the archers and prepared to launch at the Jiang family army in front of them, as long as the first wave of arrows was shot out, the opponent's formation was chaotic, and the overall situation could be determined quickly.

The officers of the Jiang family army also gave a loud order, and the arquebusiers did not spare their ammunition at this time, and the two hundred men were shot in four rows, and under the protection of the spearmen, they took turns to fight.

The formation of the spearmen began to press forward neatly, it turned out that in the wooden fence, if the Jiang family army wanted to attack out, it had to move those wooden fences, in order to ensure the rapidity and timeliness of the attack, so Jiang Feng used the guards, because they were cavalry, Jiang Feng knew that he had few people, and the troops in his hands had high requirements for logistics, and there was no sufficient ammunition to go out and fight dozens of times with his own army, that is, to find death.

So he has always relied on the wooden fence and wooden platoon to resist the cavalry and bows and arrows of the Mongol cavalry of the Tile Spur to fight back on the spot, in the eyes of the Tile Shoe army, the wooden fence in front of him is the most angry thing, too many people have died in front of this wooden fence, as long as these fences are removed, their proud cavalry and bows can play a role.

However, these people did not expect that the fence was removed, and the Jiang family army could also let go to attack, from its establishment to the present, the Jiang family army is in a state of defense, and this is the first time.

The width of the river valley can allow the Jiang army to form a square of four hundred people, after forming a square formation, press forward, the Mongols can't resist at all, the bow and arrow of the tile thorn tartar is only fired one round, although the spearmen and arquebusiers have armor protection, but at such a close distance, the penetration of the horn bow is very strong.

Many people fell to the ground screaming, but at this time, it was the time of life and death, Jiang Feng was in the second team with a spear and the guards, and the soldiers in front saw their leader pressing the formation, and they were fighting to the death in front.

The tile spur soldiers dealt with Jiang Feng's phalanx, as if they had seen a hedgehog, this hedgehog's long-range attack ability was not inferior to the bow and arrow in their hands, and the Mongolian soldiers who poured in through the gap were constantly knocked down, no matter how the officers behind drove them, the spearmen still pushed them out step by step.

Mu Tua also watched the battle situation on the opposite side from the high place set up in the back, although it was dark night, but the huge fire team ignited in the camp of the Jiang family army still let him see clearly.

"Shoot with a big bow, and shoot as close as you can!"

As soon as this order was given, Qianhu on the side was suddenly stunned, and said in a trembling voice:

"My lord, that would hurt our own soldiers......"

"Immortal Heaven will remember them, hurry up and pass the order!"

The voice of the tile spur Wanhu Mutua gave an order, he saw that the tile spur soldiers who had just broken into it had been killed, and he felt something wrong in his heart, such a stubborn resistance in front of him, could it be that the border army of the Ming Dynasty could not succeed.

However, in his impression, even the border army of the Ming Dynasty could not have so many firearms and such a will to fight, but Mu Tua knew better that the soldiers under his command were not the Mongolian iron cavalry that dominated the world hundreds of years ago, and their fighting will was already lax, and if they did not take down the obstacles in front of them in one go, their morale would almost collapse.

In front of them, several soldiers leaned against the wooden fence that had not yet been cut down, although they still held long knives in their hands, but their eyes were also extremely desperate, the Han people's square team was as invincible as a giant, and they approached step by step, and their companions either fell to the thorns of the spears or were killed by the arquebus bombardment.

Now most of the Mongol soldiers who attacked the wooden fence have died, and the rest of them have either been forced to the edge of the wooden fence or driven out.

At this moment, a whistling sound suddenly sounded in mid-air, and the faces of the tile thorn soldiers who were fighting and retreating there all showed a look of horror, and then most of the people rushed towards the phalanx, rather being shot by spears.

Jiang Feng saw the scene in front of him under the reflection of the firelight, and when he was surprised, he was suddenly thrown to the ground by several guards around him.

A large number of screams sounded around him, Jiang Feng, who fell to the ground, didn't care about anything, pushed away the corpse that covered his guard, stood up and looked around, but the team that rushed to the front had fewer casualties, and his team had already been killed by a sudden big arrow.

The front team also died no less than a hundred people, and now there is gradually some chaos in the wooden fence, although the Mongolian soldiers have also been shot to death, but the soldiers of the square team are no longer caring about the pursuit, they are all picking up wooden platoons everywhere to cover, using spears and arquebuses soldiers, if not in the square, then they and the Mongolian soldiers are close to each other, there is no advantage.

Fortunately, many spearmen were sword and shield bearers in the Jiang family's army before the reform of the square team, and often more than a dozen people dropped their weapons and raised wooden platoons to resist the arquebusiers, but fortunately, most of the Mongolian soldiers were forced to the edge of the wooden fence, and the firing of the big bow just now, the tile spur soldiers wearing leather robes suffered more damage.

The sharp hissing sound of hissing in mid-air was from far and near, and Jiang Feng's guards had already taken out the shields behind their backs and lifted the wooden rafts on the ground to cover them.

Because of the advance beware of the Mongols' bow and arrow attacks, a lot of wooden platoons were placed on the ground, which worked at this time, but many soldiers threw their weapons on the ground, and they had no ability to attack at all.

Now more than a dozen people around Jiang Feng are holding shields, and the best iron shield is not afraid of hanging bows and arrows, Jiang Feng is safe now, Jiang Feng's eyes are red with blood, and he knows in his heart that if he lets the big bow of the Mongols advance over, he will soon even be affected by the camp behind, and then it will really collapse.

"Take the shield to cover it, push the cannon up, push the cannon up!"

When the Tile Thorn Army blindfolded their horses and approached the wooden fence, Jiang Feng's soldiers dragged the cannon covering the wooden house away from the wooden fence so as not to delay the spearmen's hand-to-hand combat.

Jiang Feng gave an order, Jiang Feng's guards used their shields to cover themselves and rushed to the front of the gun house, the wooden house at this time is very effective, the big arrows shot by the big bow are pierced on the top of the wooden house, and they can't hurt the people inside, and now this situation is really like rain.

And the range of the big arrow continues to extend forward, and the iron egg can no longer stop the retreat, so that the group trainers can maintain order and not break up, and the slaves will be killed immediately if they are unstable.

The six guns were not heavy, and they were quickly pushed in front of the gap and the original muzzle, and the corpses on the ground were already quite troublesome obstacles, but fortunately, the distance of a few steps would not have any effect on the range and distance of the guns. The angle of the barrel does not take into account the question of whether it is ricocheting or not, and it is directly placed flat.

At this time, the shotgun was the most powerful, but it didn't care so much, and it was just a solid cannonball.

After the reloading, Jiang Feng shouted:

"Hit, as long as the barrel is not red, give me a fight!"

The archers of the big bow had already advanced to about fifty paces away from the wooden fence, five rows of archers, followed by a large number of cavalry and infantry, and the six flying shells did not need to be aimed, and they were directly bloody......

The projectile roared and fired, the flesh and blood flew on the opposite side, and the tile spur soldiers finally retreated!