“duang！” There was a loud bang on the ground, and the shields of a Ming soldier and a Uighur soldier collided with each other, and the Ming army was a warrior who had been screened through layers of strength, and his strength and skill were superior to that of the Uighur soldier.

The Ming swordsmen ignored the Uighurs who were knocked down, and instead walked over to engage one of the Uighur pikemen. A Ming pikeman who followed the Ming army quickly came forward, and with lightning speed, stabbed the fallen Uighur soldier in the chest, stabbed him in the heart without the slightest deviation, and sent him to the western heavens.

Unconditional trust in teammates is the most basic virtue that a well-trained army should have. After all, the army is a unit, and if everyone fights on their own, it is a rabble fighting in groups.

The Uighur spearman, seeing that his teammates were easily defeated by the Ming spearmen, did not dare to slack off at the moment, and took advantage of the unstable foothold of the Ming army, and hurriedly raised his spear to stab, wanting to preemptively poke this fierce opponent with one shot.

However, this sword and shield soldier of the Ming army had already prepared for this, and with a shield gear, he picked his spear away, and then rubbed his body forward, and while his old strength was gone, and before the new power was used, he cut off his arm with a knife. The Uighur soldier screamed in pain and lay on the ground rolling incessantly, his severed left arm bleeding profusely, and the mere sight of it was painful. However, he didn't hurt for long, and the Ming spearman behind him caught up and still sent him to the west very skillfully, like a journeyman in a factory.

The sword and shield soldier of the Ming army put down two enemy soldiers one after another, the limelight was very big, and the heroic feelings in his chest suddenly surged all over his body, at this moment he seemed to feel that he was not afraid of anyone except His Royal Highness King Su, with a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, he continued to charge forward, looking for the next target to pay tribute to his sword.

However, as the old saying goes, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck, especially on the battlefield, nothing can be said for sure, just when the sword and shield soldiers of the Ming army were killing in all directions, the sharp arrows did not know where to fly from, and shot straight into his calf.

At such a close distance, the strength of the sharp arrow was very strong, and the left calf of the Ming saber and shield hand was pierced by the arrow at once, and the blood flowed down greatly.

This arrow caused a lot of trouble to the running Ming army, he staggered to the ground, the muscles of his face were deformed because of convulsions, staring at the eyes full of anger, searching around in the dark, vowing to find the culprit who put cold arrows on him, but unfortunately the sight of the night was too bad, and the Ming army looked at it for a long time and found nothing.

He didn't find the person who shot him, but the Uighur soldiers found that he was wounded, and the hatred of him was so eye-catching that as soon as he saw him wounded, a Uighur pikeman rushed up and tried to shoot him in the throat to avenge his teammates.

The Ming soldier was shot through the calf and fell to his knees, unable to dodge, but he was not afraid at all, because he knew that he had a teammate behind him.

Sure enough, when the Ming pikemen who were following him saw that his brother in front of him was wounded and in danger, he immediately rushed forward, picked away the Uighur spear, and then poked the Uighur with his spear.

The use of the spear is fast, accurate and ruthless, the pikemen of the Ming army is a veteran of a hundred battles, and the understanding and operation of the spear is naturally stronger than the Uighur soldier in front of him.

After the spearman of the Ming army defeated the opponent, he did not rush to cut off people's heads to grab credit, but immediately picked up his injured teammate and fell to the ground, and helped him to fight his way out of the encirclement.

Not abandoning your teammates at any time is the most basic characteristic of a good army. The Ming army that participated in the night attack fought hard, but the Uighurs gradually fell into a difficult situation with more and more reinforcements. Fortunately, Qu Neng is a veteran of the battlefield, and the biggest characteristic of the veteran is that he will keep a hand at any time, and he has already arranged the receiving troops before departure. The receiving troops arrived in time and finally rescued this group of Ming troops.

The battle, which burned dozens of grain trucks and killed more than 100 Uighur soldiers, was not a big victory, but it was enough to boost morale and sweep away the negativity of some soldiers who had lost yesterday.

Qu Neng sent an envoy overnight to report to Zhu Ao.

In the early morning of the next day, a burst of horns "woo woo" came from the Ming army's military formation, exuding a tragic and solemn atmosphere, so that everyone played with twelve points of spirit, the string in the brain collapsed tightly, and did not dare to exist the slightest child's play slackness, and then there were bursts of drums in the camp, stirring the hearts of each soldier, making them blood surge, courage doubled, and with the preparation of a hearty fight.

Qu Neng's successful sneak attack last night has spread throughout the entire military camp, and the morale of the Suguo and Hami coalition forces is really boosted, they are the main force of the frontal assault, how can they let the partial division led by Qu Neng be compared, and today they must play majestic no matter what, and they can fight better than Qu Neng's people.

Zhu Ao handed over the overall command of today's battle to General Fan Chaoxi, and he took some people to carry out other plans.

Fan Chaoxi stood on the general's platform, saw that most of the Ming army was ready, full of soldiers, very fierce, and then look at the time, it was the sunrise in the east, if you attack at this time, the soldiers of the Uighur army will fight against the sun, which is more dazzling and very unfavorable, so he immediately ordered: "Attack!" ”

"Knock knock!" A rapid drum sounded, and those who had served in the army knew that this was the signal for an attack, and the nerves of both the Ming and Uighur armies were extremely tense, because the time for fighting for their lives was coming.

"Put! Hit me hard, and I won't let the Uighur cubs show their heads this time! "The tactics of the Ming army are the same as yesterday's, and there is still a firearms battalion to prepare for firepower, which was already set yesterday. When Li Mian, who was in charge of commanding the firearms battalion, heard the horn of the attack, he immediately waved the command flag and ordered loudly.

"Knock knock!" There were a few dull loud noises on the ground, and it was the firearms of the Ming army that let out a roar of their strength, and all kinds of powerful cannons poured huge lead bullets towards the Uighur army's position.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, a seven-pound buckshot slammed into the top of the stone wall, smashing a large hole in the wall, and the stone powder flew everywhere, and the necks of the two Uighur soldiers hiding behind the stone wall were seen.

One of the Uighur soldiers shook the stone powder from his neck, pulled his hand down a few more times, and scolded angrily: "The Ming army knows how to bully us with these things!" Looking at his expression and tone, he couldn't wait to eat the Ming army on the other side raw.

The teammate next to him was a Uighur veteran, who also shook the powder in his neck, but said with a relaxed face: "Don't worry about the little ghost, this thing of the Ming army is thunderous and rainy, looking at the formation is not small, in fact, how many people can't be killed, they are also using this scare to scare the recruits." Don't worry, it's still the guys in the hands of our brothers who have the final say on the battlefield! When the Ming army charges, you have to play with my life, we can't suffer this nest in vain! ”

"Don't worry, I'll kill one if they come!" The Uighur soldier said with an indignant expression, as if he could not vent his anger after killing hundreds of Ming troops.

At this time, it was "Knock!" again. With a loud bang, another shell slammed into a nearby place, causing the two Uighur soldiers to tingle their scalps and raise a lot of powder that got on them.

As the Uighur veteran had expected, the artillery preparations did not last long, and the casualties inflicted on them were not too great, and the biggest result was the destruction of another arrow tower, on which several Uighur archers floated down like fallen leaves and fell heavily to the ground.

The power of artillery at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty was really limited, and it could only cause a certain amount of damage to the immobile target, strengthen the courage of its own side, boost morale, and could not kill or injure the enemy on a large scale.

Fan Chaoxi saw that the fire was almost over, and it would be a waste of shells to fight, and shouted at the flag officer beside him: "Order the forward battalion to attack!" ”

The flag bearer quickly gestured a few flags in the air and sent a signal to attack the forward battalion, when a rapid drum beat came, which was the signal to order the forward battalion to attack.

The soldiers of the Suguo Forward Battalion at the forefront saw the wave of the banner and the sound of the drums, and the blood in their chests rose sharply, and they were about to burst out, and if they did not rush over and tear the Uighur army to pieces, they would not be able to vent the power of the desolation in their bodies.

"Forward battalion! Offensive! Wang Huchen raised his sword and roared, he Wang Huchen would never lose to the same person twice, he would not be frustrated twice in the same place, and this time he would take down the opponent's stone wall no matter what.

"Kill!" "Kill!" The soldiers of the forward battalion of the Ming army erupted in a roar, raised their weapons, maintained the formation of the attack, and rushed towards the stone wall of the Uighur army with a thunderous force.

"Hurry up and release the arrows! Fast! Seeing the forward battalion of the Ming army come into range, the Uighur commander who was in charge of guarding the stone wall shouted loudly. The enemy army is approaching in the blink of an eye, and it is necessary to take this opportunity to inflict a certain amount of damage on them, and kill one by one, so as to relieve the pressure of hand-to-hand combat on their side.

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