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With a sharp whistling sound, the tongbar shot at the Jurchens who were speeding over, and the steel through the bar became a sharp weapon for armor piercing.

The three-layer armor of the white-armored soldiers in the front row of the Jurchens was as fragile as paper paste in front of the stainless steel bars, and the dozen or so bars shot out by the recruits actually achieved good results.

But these recruits will not be rewarded, and the fire guns in their hands will become burning sticks when they lose their passes. I can't fight anymore, so I can only retreat to the back and watch my comrades fight.

This round of fierce firecrackers stunned Siltai, he didn't expect that the firecrackers in the hands of the Ming army on the opposite side would be so powerful.

Even those white-armored soldiers wearing 3 layers of armor were shot down from their horses, and a single blow caused their Jurchens to pay dozens of casualties.

He endured the grief in his heart and continued to rush forward. Although they knew that it would take a long time for the Ming army's muskets to be reloaded, it was enough time for them to rush over for hand-to-hand combat.

But he miscalculated again, and in less than three breaths, the Ming army fired another round of firearms. Syltai was a little puzzled, why did the Ming army's guns fire so quickly?

With the second round of shooting, what about the third? Fourth....... He didn't dare to think about it anymore, but now that they had finally reached the range of their bows and arrows, the Jurchens in the charge shot the bows and arrows in their hands.

At the same time as they shot the feather arrows, the third round of fire of the Ming army also fired. Blood flowers continued to appear in the ranks of the Jurchens and the Ming army, and muffled snorts and screams resounded throughout the battlefield.

Although the Changxing army's firearms were fierce, the Jurchens' bows and arrows were not bad. In this round of shooting alone, more than 40 people of the Changxing Army fell to the ground with arrows, and many people were shot in the face and neck, basically helpless.

The Jurchens were not having a good time either, and the three rounds of blows caused them to lose almost 200 more people. Although they had approached the distance of 30 paces of the Ming army, Syltai actually saw the Ming army raise the fire gun in his hand again.

At this time, Syltai understood that the Ming army's musketeers stood in 3 rows. After each platoon was finished, they returned to the back to reload, and after three rounds of blows, the musketeers in the first row also loaded the projectiles and fired the muskets in their hands again.

Although the Jurchens also shot the feathered arrows in their hands, the difference in numbers put them at a significant disadvantage. In this confrontation between the two sides, the Changxing army had the advantage and knocked down a large part of the front row of the Jurchens.

Zhang Dou, who was watching the battle from behind, shook his head when he saw the performance of the recruits, if it was according to the reload speed during training, these hundreds of Jurchens would not be able to rush to the front of the battle at all, and they would be killed on the way to the charge.

Due to the nervousness of the recruits who went to the battlefield for the first time, they could not show their results in ordinary training at all, and they were only half the speed of normal times.

It only took 4 rounds to send the Jurchen into such a dangerous distance as 30 paces, and he had to make a decision. If Jiannu is allowed to charge unscrupulously like this, maybe the recruits will collapse.

I can't ask too much of the recruits, it's good that the recruits can play like this. Thinking of this, he waved the order flag in his hand, and a sharp copper whistle immediately sounded in the ranks of the Changxing Army.

The soldiers in the front row quickly retreated after firing the guns, and the spear and shield soldiers with shields in the back row quickly stepped forward. Quickly formed a defensive line with a forest of guns in front of the formation, and the sword and shield soldiers quickly took out the fire fold from their bodies, lit the grenade and threw it at the Jurchens.

The Spear Shield Soldier is actually a retro type of Spear Shieldman, who keeps his shield underground when defending. Then the spear is placed on the shield to form a steel line of defense. When attacking, they can attack with a spear in both hands as long as they carry their shields on their backs, and they are the moving walls of the firecrackers.

Syltai was stunned as he watched the changes in the Ming Army's array, and a sense of powerlessness suddenly surged in his heart. It took half of the casualties to get close to the battle formation of the Ming army, and it was finally possible to slaughter those damned musketeers, but the Ming army was replaced by a group of spearmen with turtle shells.

Siltai, who wanted to cry without tears, was just about to give the order to break through from the right flank of the Ming army, but the Ming army threw out some smoking bamboo tubes.

Silkey's instinctive reaction made him feel the danger of these bamboo tubes, and he immediately ordered his armor soldiers to turn and kill the right flank of the Ming army.

Fortunately, he ordered that even if the grenade was issued, it only injured more than 20 armor soldiers. Seeing the grenade explode, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Siltai's forehead.

It's too hanging! If he hadn't reacted quickly, half of the remaining more than 200 armor soldiers would have to be handed over in front of the Ming army's array. The frightened Jurchen armor soldiers, under the leadership of Siltai, rushed into the right flank of the Changxing army, and the galloping war horse crashed into the shield at high speed.

The sharp spear easily pierced the body of the war horse, but the high-speed galloping war horse did not stop, and it fell to the ground and died after hitting three Changxing Army soldiers.

It's just that in the short moment of the confrontation, the Jurchen armor soldiers collided with the Changxing soldiers on their backs. There are constantly soldiers who are knocked off by war horses, and there are also Jurchen armored soldiers who fall to the ground and die. The two sides suddenly entered the most brutal white-knuckle battle, and the Jurchen armor in the flesh and blood flew in the melee battle, and the Changxing army retreated little by little.

Seeing that his side was killed by Jiannu and retreated, Ma Bao couldn't sit still. He ran to Zhang Dou's side and said, "My lord! Do you want to bring someone to the top? "The 100 guards led by Ma Bao are all veterans who survived the battle of Hunhe, and with them joining, they will definitely be able to hold back the attack of the Jurchen armor soldiers.

"No hurry! This time, it is mainly about training new recruits, who must go through bloody battles to grow up. Can't we wipe their butts all the time, and if the old brother isn't around, won't they fight? Zhang Dou said lightly.

Recruits who have not experienced bloody battles will never be able to grow up, and recruits who have not experienced major wars are trained well. Once the war encounters a stalemate, it is easy to collapse, Zhang Dou is to train his team, and he can still bear the loss of some new recruits at present.

The anxious Ma Bao watched the battle situation become more and more unfavorable, and he walked quickly to the team of the firecrackers. shouted at Xu Lianshan: "Your companions are fighting hard with Jiannu, are you just watching like this?" Xu Lianshan! Your kid is a man, so you will send Jiannu back to Lao Tzu! ”

Hearing his words, the firecrackers were red-faced, Xu Lianshan threw away the firecrackers in his hand, pulled out the steel knife from his waist and shouted to the soldiers behind him: "Brothers! If it's a master, kill Jiannu with Lao Tzu! Kill slaves! Avenge! ”

A simple sentence of "revenge" has aroused the fighting spirit of countless recruits, yes! They joined the Changxing Army to kill all the Jiannu and avenge the death of their families. Now that the opportunity has come, how can you miss it!

What doesn't matter if the firecrackers can't fight in close combat, they still have steel knives. What if the steel knife is broken, they still have teeth. As long as there is still a breath of air, we must fight with Jiannu to the end, and "kill slaves!" At the sound of this, hundreds of firecrackers also joined the ranks of the besieging Jurchen armor soldiers.

Their joining greatly boosted the morale of the Changxing army, and everyone rushed to the Jurchens desperately.

Harim is an elite white-armored soldier who has fought for more than 10 years, and the enemy who died under his sword is not a hundred, but dozens of them. Just now, when Syltai led the armored soldiers to charge into battle, he used his years of combat experience to dodge deadly lead bullets again and again, and successfully entered the right flank of the Ming army.

The battle entered a white-hot heat at the beginning, and he used the speed of his war horse and skillful sword skills to continuously harvest the lives of the Ming army. Just as he once again rushed up his war horse and rushed towards the Ming army, a spear and shield soldier of the Ming army stood in front of him.

Harim didn't stop at all, and the horse crashed into it. He knew that a spear and shield soldier alone would not be able to stop him in his tracks, and sure enough, the spear and shield soldier was knocked out of his way in an instant.

When he rode his horse and continued to move forward, he finally realized that something was wrong with the war horse. He peeked back, only to see that the soldier just now was holding the horse backwards.

The hind hooves of the galloping war horse kept stepping on the lower body of the Ming soldiers, but the Ming army had no intention of letting go at all, and still hugged the hind legs of the war horse tightly.

Seeing that his speed was getting slower and slower, Harim's heart was becoming more and more anxious. He knew that if he lost his speed in the array of the Ming army, it would be equivalent to death, and he was unwilling to fail, and he desperately whipped the war horse, hoping to get rid of the entanglement of the Ming army.

Despite the hard struggles of the war horse, they still did not shake off the Ming army on their hind legs. When the war horse stopped, Harim looked desperately at the Ming troops who came up around him. His roar could not stop the spear from piercing into his body, and Harim could not have imagined that he would die at the hands of an unknown spear and shield soldier.

After killing the Jurchen armor soldier, Xu Lianshan came to the dying spear and shield soldier and said, "Brother! We've killed that Jiannu! You can let go! ”

"Kill! ~Kill! ~Slave Killing!! It was the last sound of the spear and shield soldier, and although the lower half of his body had been trampled, he finally passed away with a smile on his face. He knew that with the Changxing Army in one day, he would definitely be able to kill all the Jiannu!