The Jiannu cavalry were all dressed in armor and holding heavy weapons, like human tanks, surging forward. The white pole soldier instantly held his breath, and the soldiers in the front row pressed the tail of the gun against the ground, and the sharp tip of the gun was aimed at the Jiannu who was impacting.

It is not a wise choice to use cavalry to fight directly with the spear phalanx, after all, it is the safest way to use high mobility to carry out non-stop attacks and force the gun formation to deform.

However, to protect the artillery, Jiannu also had to fight hard, knowing the danger, they still had to collide.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound was one after another, and the white pole soldiers were constantly knocked into the air, falling heavily to the ground, and blood spurting from their mouths and noses. The same price was paid by the slaves, the spears broke, and half of the spear pierced into their bodies, the wounds were hideous, and the blood flowed profusely.

Jiannu fought hard to kill, the white pole soldiers in the first row were almost drowned under the horses' hooves, and the soldiers in the second row were also killed and wounded, with broken corpses and dripping blood everywhere, Qin Minping was almost mad.

However, it was only three things, and he rushed to the third row, and Jiannu had already become the last of the strong crossbows. The corpses of the white pole soldiers who fell forward, the broken spears, and the corpses and war horses of Jiannu became the best rejection horses. Before he could rush in front of the Ming army, he was tripped by his own people. It gurgled like a pile of rotten potatoes.

Everyone has been worried about whether the weak white pole soldiers can stop the fierce and swift slave riders, and it turns out that they did, and it was perfect!

The cavalry lost its speed, and so did it. The red-eyed white-pole soldier screamed, grabbed his spear, and stabbed at Jiannu fiercely.

"Die!"

Ma Qi slammed his arms hard, and the spear stabbed into Jiannu's heart, he pulled back, and a piece of bright red flesh that was still trembling was torn out of the corpse, and Jiannu screamed in pain and fell off the horse.

Sou!

An arrow came from nowhere, Ma Qi subconsciously lowered his head, and the arrow shot past his helmet. Ma Qi did not have the slightest consciousness of turning around in the ghost gate, he strode forward, and a shot stabbed out, piercing the stomach of the war horse.

The intestines popped up, the horses fell to the ground, and the knights who were fighting on them fell heavily to the ground. Ma Qi saw the opportunity, abandoned the white pole, took out the dagger, flew up, and stabbed Jiannu in the throat. The warm liquid squirted out, and Ma Qi's face and neck turned a terrible red!

"Kill!"

The white-pole soldier roared fiercely, and the slave rider quickly disappeared.

Zhou Dunji, who was in charge of commanding the Qi family's army, was full of blood, and the white pole soldiers blocked the impact of the slave cavalry, and the time came for them to show their skills.

The firecrackers of the Qi family's army slashed out from both sides, and the sound of firecrackers continued, and the Jiannu fell to the ground in pieces, struggling in pain.

"Three steps forward, shoot!"

Mercilessly commanded, the soldiers marched in order, like mountains, and roared with firearms, sending the Tartars into hell one by one.

They approached step by step, Jiannu retreated step by step, and the Ming army was getting closer and closer to the position of the Hongyi cannon. It seems that with a little more effort, you can destroy those hateful big guys!

The dignified golden warriors can't even stop the infantry. From the old slave to every soldier, they couldn't help but be horrified.

Especially the old slave, the color on his face is extraordinarily exciting, how did the Ming army, which was obviously cowardly, change a commander and become so powerful!

No matter what, Shenyang is already mine, and I must not retreat in front of the Ming army!

The old slave waved his hand violently, and behind him there were more than three hundred white swinging tooth soldiers wearing silver bright armor, which was commonly known as the white armor soldiers, which was the most powerful force in the old slave's hands.

"Warriors, go kill Nikan!"

The white-armored soldiers were silent and solemn, like a group of professional executioners, urging the war horses and rushing to the front of the Ming army like lightning. Bows and arrows whizzed out, and the rain of arrows fell in the middle of the Qi family's army and the white pole soldiers.

Fierce heavy arrows pierced through their faces, piercing their bodies, and under the rain of arrows, almost no one could escape. The blood of the Ming soldiers came together and turned the ground into a foul-smelling mud.

Even if there were heavy casualties, even if they were facing a murderous madman, the Qi family army still dealt with it calmly, even if there were more deaths, more soldiers would rush up, ruthlessly knock the trigger, and send Jiannu to hell.

The heart and liver of the old slave, the white tooth soldier kept falling to the ground. Although there are not many deaths, each of them seems to have stabbed the old slave in the heart.

Not only the Qi family army, but also the white pole soldiers from Dongchuan also have deadly killing moves.

There were hundreds of Sichuan soldiers, who did not carry the iconic white pole in their hands, but wore waist knives and shields. In addition to these two weapons, they also have a poison crossbow!

Within twenty steps, see blood seal your throat!

This was originally their weapon to hunt beasts, but now it has become a nightmare for Jiannu. The crossbow bolts are silent, and once targeted, they are simply more terrifying than poisonous snakes.

The eight-inch-long crossbow bolt flew out, and the slave rider only felt a pain in his neck, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito, and approached the neck, and the numbness spread rapidly, and in only a few seconds, he fell under the horse and lost his life.

The white-armored soldiers still couldn't break the deadlock, and the old slave was really disgraced.

"Kill, kill a Nikan, reward a hundred taels of silver, five slaves!"

The old slave had to throw out a rich reward, people died for money, birds died for food, Jiannu mustered up courage, relying on the large number of people, rushed up frantically, kept shooting bows and arrows, and the losses of the Ming army became bigger and bigger.

Also caught in a bitter battle is He Shixian, he first broke through the blue flag to block, but then the blue flag and the red flag swarmed up, in terms of heart, He Shixian's family is still some gap compared to Jiannu.

At first, they could catch one off guard, but Jiannu reacted, their casualties became larger and larger, and there were fewer and fewer soldiers around them.

Boom!

An arrow was nailed to He Shixian's shoulder, causing him to frown. The furious He Shixian swung his machete, and the two Jiannu in front of him became half of their limbs.

The fishy liquid splashed into He Shixian's mouth, mixed with a lot of rags, so angry that He Shixian spit on the face of another tartar, and subconsciously wiped his face, He Shixian's knife had arrived, and it was another big disembowelment.

Although He Shixian killed like crazy, his henchmen kept falling off their horses, wailing and screaming in pain made He Shixian almost crazy, and he could only rely on killing to relieve the pain. I could only keep praying in my heart that Zhang Ke could hurry up and destroy those artillery.

Time is ticking, and the pressure is unprecedented for both sides.

Jiannu suffered heavy casualties, and the white pole soldiers and Qi family army also suffered amazing losses, He Shixian's subordinates have been reduced by half, and everyone is still fighting desperately.

"His Majesty the King of Khan, the Hongyi cannon can be used!" Li Yongfang shouted in a trembling voice, and the longest hour had finally passed.

The old slave woke up like a dream, dancing happily: "What are you still doing in a daze, kill the bright dog for me!" ”

"Kill the Bright Dog!"

The gunners, who were also "Ming Dogs", hesitated a little, but still lit the artillery.

The blazing projectiles pierced the sky, leaving hideous blood paths on the positions of the Ming army, which were completely paved with the lives of soldiers, and the blood was piercing and painful.

When Chen Ce and the others heard the sound of the cannon, they were shocked and cried out in pain.

On the contrary, the morale of Jiannu was high, they fought back, and the two teams that fought into the enemy formation were like isolated islands in the sea, surrounded by surging Jiannu, constantly rushing up.

"Alas, Yongzhen, you can't watch your uncle die!" He Shixian sighed, and then his eyes cracked, since he was going to die, he had to pull a few more pads.

Just when the Ming army was all feeling bad, suddenly there was a strange noise in the sky, and they looked up suddenly, only to see things spitting flames rushing towards Jiannu.

"Divine Fire Crow!" He Shixian couldn't help but exclaim.

Sure enough, more than a hundred Divine Fire Crows pounced towards Jiannu. The Divine Fire Flying Crow is a common firearm in the Ming Dynasty, made of bamboo or reeds, filled with about one pound of gunpowder inside, and two "fires" on the outside, the principle is similar to that of the monkey, but the wings of the balance are stable, and after being ignited, they can shoot two or three hundred steps away.

The Yizhou soldiers were naturally also equipped, and Zhang Ke was even more frustrated and replaced with a cast iron shell, which multiplied in power, some of which were equipped with toxic substances to release toxic smoke, some increased combustion, and some were equipped with iron sheets to strengthen the killing.

Zhang Ke asked the two teams of men to attract the attention of Jiannu, and he personally led five hundred people to choose to wait for the limelight. It's just that the night is dark, and there is no way to determine the specific location of the artillery, so Zhang Ke is very helpless.

When the Hongyi cannon sounded again, although it gave a lot of damage to the Ming army, but also exposed the position, Zhang Ke decisively ordered the release of the Divine Fire Crow.

Due to the help of the wind, the farthest of the Divine Fire Flying Crow flew to more than 500 meters, and Jiannu's surroundings were full of explosions, flames and poisonous smoke.

In an instant, Jiannu was choked and coughed violently, snot and tears flowed together, and some people were burned and killed.

Some of the Divine Fire Crows even fell on the artillery position, and with a loud bang, two barrels of gunpowder exploded, and a nearby thousand-pound Hongyi cannon went up to the sky, and the barrel fell, killing two gunners.

For a while, the artillery was frightened everywhere, and the Ming army smiled.

But that's all there is to the Divine Fire Crow, and there are many more artillery pieces that are safe and sound!

Suddenly, more than 20 off-the-cuff cars rushed out from Zhang Ke's subordinates. Like flying like an arrow, he rushed towards Jiannu, the Divine Fire Flying Crow had already disrupted the military formation, and with the artillery explosion, Jiannu was also scurrying around.

These partial box trucks had almost no obstruction, getting closer and closer to the artillery positions. The traitor Li Yongfang suddenly felt bad, he hurriedly waved his hand, and more than a dozen cavalry under his command rushed up, trying to stop him.

The carts were all modified, with long wooden thorns in front of them, and they collided with the cavalry, and suddenly the men overturned on their backs, the wheels crushed the corpses, and they rushed into the artillery position in a rage.

"Dad, mother! The child has avenged you! ”

The dead man shouted desperately, and he touched the fire rope behind him with the fire fold in his hand, stabbing and burning. In an instant, the brutal battlefield was silent.

In just a few breaths, the carriage kept exploding, the tongues of fire on the artillery positions flickered, the explosives exploded endlessly, clouds of smoke flew into the air, and the red-coated cannons were all drowned in the smoke.

"Okay, well fried!"

At this moment, the generals and soldiers of the Ming army all burst into tears. R1152