His deep gaze stared at the two hundred or so Houjin cavalry in front of him, Xiao also knew that if he wanted these Ming troops behind him to exert their true combat effectiveness, they would have to reduce their fear of the Jurchens all along, so as to prevent the rout that was about to happen. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The only way they can reduce their fear now is with their own firearms.

Let these soldiers know that what 'Jurchen is invincible' is just a, Tartars are also human beings, and they are also flesh and blood, and they can all be defeated!

Raised his hand in mid-air and waved it down suddenly, afraid that the rest of the Ming army gunners would not understand, Xiao also shouted at the same time.

"Put!"

The artillery men of the Yong'an Army, who had been on call for a long time, immediately pushed the shotgun projectile into the cannon body, and the bird gunners each aimed at a Tartar cavalry, and the rest of the Ming army was not idle.

Suddenly, the artillery in the Ming army's position rang out.

More than 1,000 firecrackers rushed over in a row, and the explosion of fried beans was intertwined with the roaring loud noise.

In this situation, not only the faces of the laughing Tartars were filled with fear, but even the horses on which they sat were frightened and scurried about.

More than 1,000 gunners fired at the Tartars of more than 200 people together, although most of them were not neat, and there were many explosions.

But the momentum was still earth-shattering, and several people aimed at a tartar, and there were countless projectiles that slanted down and buckshot that came quickly.

These 200 or so Tartars simply became the live targets of the Ming army's firearms, and the moment the sound sounded, a large number of people immediately fell down on their backs, and mourning was everywhere.

Whether it is rushing to the front or the last, there is no way to hide.

These Tartars didn't expect that the Ming army, which had always been timid and rabble, would actually see that they did not run away, but shot directly with firearms, which is not at all in line with common sense!

Look at the more than 100 cavalrymen who were hit, even though they were all wearing iron armor, but in the face of the spring rain like lead bullets and shotguns, what role can they play?

Many people were hit by several projectiles at the same time, and even people and horses were killed instantly, covered with blood holes, shocking.

Ba Han and that Tartar Niu Lu Zhen rushed to the front, and when the voice sounded, they didn't care, and the Ming army's firearms were not unheard.

At first, they were really startled when they heard this loud noise, but after a long time, they found that except for a few parts, the firearms of the Ming army were basically thunder and rain.

Even if there were some casualties, the casualties were very limited, because it would not be long before their Jurchen iron cavalry could rush to the front of the Ming army, and then it would often turn into a one-sided massacre.

This time it was different, the firearms of the Ming army were surprisingly consistent, and all of them fired almost at the same time, just in terms of momentum, the horses they sat on were frightened and jumped around.

After trying his best to appease the horses, Ba Han was about to ask Niu Lu's side the truth, but he just opened his mouth, but he felt a sense of crisis in front of him.

Look ahead.

Several lead bullets shot towards Bahan with the sound of breaking through the air, and Bahan, who was in battle, was one of the best in the Bayala camp.

When he heard the sound of breaking the air, he immediately turned over and dodged, and he was able to dodge these lead bullets, but it was more than that!

Just above the heads of him and Niu Lu, a shotgun suddenly exploded, scattered into several solid lead bullets and flew down, but there was a sound of fried beans in front of him, and a new round of guns followed!

Bahan and this Niu Lu are really unavoidable, there is no way to dodge, and the heads of the two wearing red iron helmets are like watermelons hit by a bullet, shattering with a bang.

At the same time as the two were hit in the head, several lead bullets bombarded them unabated, and several blood holes appeared in an instant.

It didn't take long for Ba Han, who was still full of disdain, and Niu Lu Ezhen, like the rest of the Jurchen cavalry who were hit.

Even the men and horses lost their proper looks, and the corpses full of blood holes fell to the ground weakly, and they couldn't even see their expressions.

Because they have changed beyond recognition.

Only after this round, more than half of the more than 200 Jurchen cavalry were directly killed, and even Baya Lazhang Jing Bahan and Na Niu Lu Ezhen were directly killed by the firearms of the Ming army.

The Jurchen cavalry had no leader, and they were so frightened and frightened that they could only run back in a hurry, and when they were running, they heard a noise from behind.

As soon as their nerves tightened, these Jurchen cavalry stimulated their mounts with a more rapid frequency than when they were chasing and killing before, lest they fall behind and follow in the footsteps of Bahan and the others.

……

"Kill!"

About a mile away, in the Ming army camp, there were less than 2,000 officers and soldiers still resisting, and the rest were either killed or fled without knowing where to go.

Before a stick of incense, the Jurchen cavalry, who had been sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, suddenly rushed down from all sides, and the resistance that Han Shimeng and Juniper had worked so hard to stop was instantly dispersed.

The Ming army who remained in the middle to fight, although they were all fierce and fearless of death, there were also many juniper and Han Shimeng's family members, and they all had more or less life-saving moves.

However, in the absence of a unified command, they fought separately, and they were easily dispersed by the Jurchen cavalry, and with the Han infantry that made a comeback from all sides, it was only a matter of time before the Ming army was defeated.

At this time, Han Shimeng's arm was missing, and the only remaining right hand was holding a waist knife, frantically slashing with a Jurchen cavalryman.

The Jurchen cavalry may not be as strong as Han Shimeng, but with its high-speed horsepower, they didn't move, and directly slashed Han Shimeng to the ground.

Although Han Shimeng did not have a left arm, with many years of military experience, there was no hindrance, just a carp stood up from the ground.

Tiger eyes scurried around, trying to find the Jurchen cavalry just now to take revenge, but at this time, the Houjin cavalry didn't know where to run and where to find it.

"Woo~ha, hahaha..."

At this moment, another Jurchen cavalry roared past Han Shimeng's side, and the steel sword swept behind him in a gust of wind, and this Tatar cavalry swept past Han Shimeng with a cruel smile.

"Weak Ming Dog, go die!"

Hearing only the sound of 'magnetism', the old iron armor on Han Shimeng's back was slashed, and an inconspicuous spark lit up.

Although Han Shimeng was not injured, he was still carried forward by the inertia brought by this knife.

Stabilizing his body, Han Shimeng was unwilling to do this, and roared angrily, his crazy appearance was eye-catching.

"Dog Tartar, if you don't have the guts to go one-on-one with your grandfather, will you only play these despicable and obscene methods!?"

As soon as the words fell, this Tartar cavalry roared and rushed from behind, wanting to repeat the old trick, but he had slipped away like this several times, how could Han Shimeng not be guarded.

Standing quietly in the field, as if all around was quiet, he felt the earth behind him rumbling and trembling, and Han Shimeng suddenly squatted.

About to rush in front of this unashamed Ming dog, the Tartar cavalry seemed to be deciding where to sword this time, but look again.

"Where's this Ming dog?"

Just for a moment, Han Shimeng suddenly disappeared from the sight of this Tartar cavalry, and his heart said badly, this Tartar cavalry was about to turn his horse's head.

But at this moment, it was too late, and Han Shimeng's waist knife had already slashed deeply under the war horse under his seat.

Hearing only a mournful roar, the war horse slammed into the ground, and threw the Jurchen down, and he was about to fall into a dog and gnaw.

The Jurchen cavalry had been in battle for a long time, and he was not a novice on the battlefield, and the moment he was thrown off his horse, he immediately rolled his head down, his shoulders forward, and quickly rolled over the ground.

It only took two laps and it landed firmly on the ground.

With a loud roar in anger, he drew his saber and looked at Han Shimeng, but holding the stainless steel sword, the Tartar soldier hesitated.

The Ming General in front of him was stained red by the blood of his own horses, and with the empty arm on his left side, he looked like a devil from hell.

Even the Jurchens, who were fierce by nature, had to hesitate a little when they saw this, and the rest of the Han army avoided it even more remotely.

It was this hesitation that made Han Shimeng find an opportunity, and when he rushed to a step in front of this Tartar, Han Shimeng shoveled it one by one, knocking down the Tartar who was still in a state of shock.

Feeling the force coming from his feet, the Tartar soldier fell forward unsteadily.

At the same time, seeing that this Ming general raised his knife to meet him, this Tartar's bloody nature was aroused, and the sword in his hand was unabated, and he even stabbed towards Han Shi.

"See if you still don't put away the knife, Ming Dog!!"

It was expected that this Ming army would definitely withdraw his sword because he was afraid of his bravery, but in the eyes of this Tartar, Han Shimeng's eyes were a little more crazy, and he laughed.

"Dog Tartar, grandpa is worth it, it's worth it!!"

At this time, the first person to be afraid became this Jurchen.

"This dog is crazy, I don't want to give a damn yet!!"

There are also weak Han women in this Tartar's house for him to enjoy, and countless humble Han Aha are surrounded by him, serving food and living, and all he needs to pay is a simple Ma Peng, and the pig is not willing to eat.

This kind of day, he needs to enjoy it everywhere, and he doesn't want to die yet!

Thinking of this, this Tartar cavalry no longer dared to fight Han Shimeng, but it was too late at this moment.

The tartar threw down the knife and waved it with both hands and legs, and was about to break away at the sight of it.

Han Shimeng's eyes widened: "Want to run?!" ”

Steel Fang clenched the waist knife, hugged the tartar with only his right arm, and pulled it violently!

"Don't.. Yes! ”

Seeing that it was getting closer and closer to the tip of the knife, but there was nothing he could do, this tartar finally couldn't help screaming, only to hear a 'poof', and the waist knife in Han Shimeng's mouth was inserted into the throat of this tartar.

The blood kept flowing into Han Shimeng's mouth, fishy and sweet.

"Haha... Ahem..."

After killing this Tartar, although Han Shimeng was not killed because the Tartar was afraid of death and stopped first, Han Shimeng was already at the end of the crossbow at this time.

Earlier, after his left arm was slashed off by an angry Azig, he could have escaped with medical treatment, but now the blood in his body has almost run dry.

Even if he wasn't killed by the Tartars, Han Shimeng knew that he wouldn't survive.

Lying there, letting the strength in his body gradually dissipate, looking in the direction of the Chinese army, Han Shimeng's blood-soaked red face lit up with a smile and muttered.

"Value, value. Xiao Yi, the governor... I'll go first..."

With infinite hope for the direction of the Chinese army in his eyes, finally, when the two flags were raised, Han Shimeng closed his eyes with satisfaction.

This iron-blooded man in the late Ming Dynasty finally found his home and left the Ming Dynasty that he was extremely attached to.