Listening to the roaring artillery outside, on the other side of the Ming army, a voice said coldly: "Be careful!" Then he looked at the subordinates around him who had already sharpened their knives, Huo Huo's impatience, sneered, and then raised his big knife, like a cold light that cut through the rain curtain, and waved it towards the Ming army on the other side.

"Kill! Warriors of Daikin! The leader shouted and stepped out of his horse.

The misty world suddenly saw a dazzling white, which was so dazzling in the eyes of the Ming army at this time, looking at the surging white wave, Zhang Jifu's fist creaked, "Dolgon!" Zhang Jifu hated and said.

"I didn't expect Liaoyang to be here after the white flag disappeared inexplicably!" Liu Tianlu also gritted his teeth.

"Mr. Zhang! And this artillery? Liu Tianlu looked at Zhang Jifu and said.

"Go on!" Zhang Jifu said, then Zhang Jifu looked at the remaining infantry regiments, and then said: "Musket preparation!" After estimating the distance, he waved the flag: "Release!" ”

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" The gray space lit up with a little firelight, and the light smoke quickly dissipated in the pouring rain, the effect was still not ideal, Zhang Jifu sighed and said: "Get on the bayonet!" Archer put! Spear cover! Array! "Sonorous," Huh! The Ming army operated neatly and skillfully, quickly changing formations, and the cold light of a handle flickered, emitting a cold light, like a giant beast with a huge mouth waiting for its prey to be sent to the door.

"Damn it!" Although Man Gui is fighting in the front, the situation on the battlefield is still in his attention, although he has calculated that he will encounter a sneak attack on the way here, and he has also made preparations, but he has not calculated that he will encounter such weather, and the failure of fire and gas will greatly reduce the combat power of the Ming army, and now the Ming army in the field is not dominant.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" The roaring explosion sounded, and the cavalry of the white flag encountered a grenade bombardment of the Ming army after encountering a grenade bombardment of the Ming army, and then hit the Ming army's formation under the fierce urging of the Houjin soldiers.

"Steady! Kill! Zhang Jifu roared.

In addition to the frontal impact, the two wings of the formation were attacked at the same time, the cold bow and arrow flew mercilessly, looking for the weakness of the Ming army, they knew that as long as the Ming army's formation was scattered, that was the moment when they happily reaped the fruits of victory, the two sides came and went, firearms, bows and arrows kept shuttling through this space, although the heavy rain affected the play of the Ming army's firearms, but the distance effect at close range was still quite significant, coupled with the advantages of the Ming army's numbers and weapons, the time firmly stabilized the formation, It is obviously unrealistic for the Houjin soldiers to take them down quickly, a sea of swords and guns has temporarily become an insurmountable moat, so that the Houjin soldiers cannot cross over, the blood flows slowly, and then the land under their feet, gradually mixed with the rain A small stream, slowly flowing into the river not far away, gradually, there is a trace of blood red in the river.

On the other side at this time, Zhou Yuji was leading people and horses to check everywhere, and the search for several days didn't seem to have yielded any results, and they didn't see the shadow of the Tartars, could it be that those Tartars had all run to Hetuala? In this case, will the army over there be able to withstand it? This is a problem that Zhou Yuji considers these days, and at the same time, he does not dare to have any slack, today's war does not allow any mistakes, and if there is a slight mistake, the imperial court's plan to recover Liaodong will be shattered, and he will become a sinner for the ages.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" A dense rumbling sound came from a distance, as if to make the walking Zhou Yuji couldn't help but froze, and frowned: "The sound of artillery? ”

"It seems to be!" The soldier beside him said with some uncertainty.

After listening carefully for a while, Zhou Yuji nodded confirmatively: "It is indeed the sound of artillery!" After all, when they heard this voice every day, they were already familiar with this sound anymore, and the soldiers around him also nodded in agreement, it was indeed the sound of artillery and not the muffled thunder, and they all turned their heads to look in the direction where the sound of artillery came from, and their eyes were a little solemn.

"Why is there artillery at this time? Tartar or?! Zhou Yuji's brows tightened, and then he asked, "How long has it been since the Manchu army set off?" ”

"Back to Vice Governor Zhou, calculate the schedule, normally we will meet with our army today and tomorrow!" The soldier pondered for a moment and then said.

"Then in this case, it may be an army led by General Man!" Zhou Yuji looked into the distance and groaned, his eyes seemed to pass through the dense rain curtain and saw the battlefield where the two armies of Ming and Jin were fighting.

"Today's rainstorm。。。。。。 Artillery...... Zhou Yuji pondered for a while, as if he had thought of something, and turned his head away and hurriedly said, "You! Go and call everyone and rush straight to the place where the sound of artillery is coming from, and our remaining 100 men will rush with me first! Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something again: "You go and ask Governor Lu to send troops to support again!" Let's just say that the Tartars attacked the reinforcement army! Just go! ”

"Subordinates take orders!" The two hurriedly rode their horses and galloped away, the situation was urgent, and there was no delay at all.

"Brethren! Kill! Zhou Yuji roared, with a hundred people, towards the eager sound of artillery fire, the dense heavy rain crackled on everyone's body, splashing bursts of water, as if to stop these heroes from going to the battlefield, the thunderous lightning pierced the gray sky, and made a piercing explosion, as if to advise them, did you people like you go to death, but no matter what, it seems that they can't stop their determination to go and kill the enemy。。。。。。

"Kill!" In the gray space, dense black shadows are intertwined with each other, the sound of clanging weapons is endless, and sometimes accompanied by a rumbling explosion, the rain curtain is immediately like a blood-colored flower that has been cut, it looks so strange and weird, and the lightning keeps cutting through the air, as if it is matching a high-spirited soundtrack for this killing space, stimulating the blood of those black shadows.

The edge flickered, there were constantly black shadows falling, and there were constantly black shadows going forward and making up for it, the ground was already full of corpses, broken weapons covered the earth, many war horses neighed in pain on the ground, as if they were feeling sad for themselves, and seemed to be calling for the owner who had long been unable to hear its voice, the rain hit mercilessly, accompanied by the blood and water continued to water the land, and the river in the distance was rushing, as if playing a tragic music.