The smoke of gunpowder was filled, the corpses were scattered, and the smell of slaughter wafted on the battlefield.

Wu Anbang looked at the neat array of guns, and somehow a chill suddenly surged in his heart.

Looking at the battle formation opposite, Zhao Yan was not in a hurry. If they don't rush, then they will slowly grind with muskets, anyway, this time they will come out, and they will carry a lot of ammunition.

Suddenly, the officers and soldiers on the opposite side let out a shout and collectively launched a charge.

The back road was cut off, and the officers and soldiers could only rush! This is the last stand.

"Second Row in ......"

"Shooting ......"

The three platoons of musketeers kept repeating the procedures of loading, firing, and reloading backwards as if they were machines.

In the ranks of officers and soldiers who rushed in, people kept falling.

However, the officers and soldiers who fought against the odds obviously showed enough courage and still marched forward bravely under the continuous fire of the guns.

It's close!

The officers and soldiers entered the trotting stage at a distance of 100 meters, and they were lined up in a dense formation, and each shot could inflict a large number of casualties on them.

He was shot and fell to the ground, trampled under the feet of the officers and soldiers behind.

Forward in fear!

Soon the officers and troops advanced to a distance of 50 meters and entered the sprint stage.

"Kill ......"

Amidst the earth-shattering shouts, the officers and soldiers, whose number had been reduced to more than 2,000, waved their weapons and crashed towards Zhao Yan's first battalion.

"Retreat." At the command of the commander of the musket company, the musketeers quickly retreated from the three passages, and some of them entered the phalanx, drew their swords and flanked the pikemen in the first row.

Although the muskets of the first battalion were sufficient, the waist knives of the musketeers were not enough to equip all the musketeers, and most of the waist knives were equipped with the second battalion first.

Only half of the musketeers were armed with swords, and the rest had nothing to do behind the battle.

Entering the phalanx did not affect the attack of the second row of pikemen, and there was a half-man-wide gap between each pikemen, which was just enough to accommodate one musketeer and left enough space to attack.

"Flat gun."

With a 'whew', the spears in the first two rows suddenly flattened and aimed at the officers and soldiers rushing in front, and those officers and soldiers who rushed to the front saw the two rows of pointed spears waiting for them to collide, and their feet shrank and their speed slowed down a little. But if you don't rush, you can't rush, and those behind are rushing.

"Boom ......" suddenly sounded in the air, and some officers and soldiers only felt a darkness on their heads, but when they looked up, they saw a burst of arrow feathers falling from the sky.

"Ah~!" The screams were incessant, and I saw heavy arrows nearly one meter long stuck in the ground, and some officers and soldiers were staring at the heavy arrows and wailing.

All the officers and soldiers who saw this scene felt a chill in their hearts.

It was only an instant later that the two armies finally entered the stage of white-knuckle warfare. The officers and soldiers, with their usual surnames, crashed into the gun array, and the officers and soldiers in the front were immediately stabbed to the ground.

Like a mechanically running machine, ignoring the threat posed by the officers and soldiers, mechanically stabbing at the enemy in front of it.

A pikeman must have a determination to die. No matter how strong the enemy is, he will not be moved.

Although the army has not been in the army for a long time, this belief is unconsciously infiltrating their bones, but it is more about the constraints of military law and the bereavement after the death.

Pikemen can't stab every enemy, and there are still fish that slip through the net. The pikemen in the first row slipped through the net and the second row was resolved, and if they were still in the way, the musketeers would engage them in melee combat.

With the cooperation of pikemen and melee musketeers, a relatively tight line of defense was combined. One by one, officers and men fell under the spears, and even if they rushed into the gun array, they still could not achieve an effective close range.

The longbowmen in the back kept firing to relieve the pressure on the pikemen in front.

Under a variety of factors, a defense line as solid as a stone was formed, and no matter how the officers and soldiers attacked, it was difficult to even touch the opponent's body.

The Grim Reaper is not aimed at the people at the front, and the officers and soldiers behind are in constant danger of being attacked by the rain of arrows.

The rain of arrows like leeches, anyone under the arrow feathers will feel their legs go limp, and tremble uncontrollably.

"Kill!" A hundred households shouted hard, ignoring the guns of Sen Ran, and crashed into it. Unfortunately, before he could enter the gun, he was stabbed in the chest by a pikeman, and the armor on his body did not block the head of the spear, and was pierced as if it were devastating.

Baihu, who had lost his strength, fell to the ground, the strength of his body seemed to be drained, and blood continued to flow from his chest...... Obscure......

The brutal white-knuckle battle, the solid defense line like a rock, the official army finally could not withstand such a hopeless battle and collapsed.

The moment the first officer turned and fled, the rout spread rapidly.

The cavalry on both flanks of the phalanx suddenly launched a charge, taking advantage of the chaos and rushing into the middle of the formation.

The defeat was like a mountain, and no one went to resist the cavalry that rushed into the formation, but scrambled for their lives, and more than 100 horsemen of the cavalry battalion easily passed through the formation.

Although it didn't kill many people, it made the formation of the officers and soldiers even more chaotic. The task of the cavalry is not to kill, but to cause chaos.

The loud trumpet of the charge sounded suddenly, and the two horizontal pikemen abandoned the neat queue and launched a direct charge.

"Kneel and don't kill!"

"Kneel and don't kill ......"

Shouting filled the battlefield, and this phrase had become a common practice. Once you enter the stage of abandoning the formation, it indicates that the enemy has been routed, and the enemy can no longer prevent an effective counterattack. The main task at this moment is to capture the enemy and capture him back to the labor camp......

After all, Wu Anbang has been in battle for a long time, although he has not learned much about the ability to fight, but he has learned the ability to run away, and when he was defeated, Wu Anbang was very simple and decisive, and ran directly south with more than 100 horses.

The back road is cut off, and running backwards is a dead end.

Running north, the big river goes directly into the sea, which is also a dead end. The only way to run south is Qixia to the south of the river, and the source of the river is there, which can be bypassed directly.

When some officers and soldiers heard the shouting, they knelt on the ground in frustration, leaving everything to fate. More of them wanted to run away, and they rushed to the ferry.

It was found that the boat at the ferry port had been burned and there was no boat! Ignoring the icy water, some officers and men threw their weapons directly into the Baiyang River.

When they swam across the Baiyang River, they were facing the cavalry led by Lin Yi, and the sabers as cold as autumn water were facing them.

"Kneel and don't kill ......"

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