More than 1,200 lead bullets and more than 1,200 throwing guns can definitely be called a devastating blow to the Tartar attacking troops with a total strength of just 800 men.

By the time the Tiger and Par Army withdrew from the front-line positions, the dense Tartar army formation had lost almost half of its personnel.

The only thing that made Tartar Niu Lu Zhangjing feel fortunate was that most of the more than 400 people who died were infantry followers who served as cannon fodder, and less than 50 of them really belonged to the warriors under his command.

Especially when he saw that the Ming army's position was only the last step away from him, the happy smile on his face was directly covered with excitement.

In the attack that just ended, the position in front of him buried hundreds of warriors. However, that was all for the cavalry.

And himself, now the commander's subordinates are all infantry. No matter how mysterious the position built by the Ming army is, it is impossible to hurt the infantry for no reason.

Therefore, although his subordinates suffered heavy losses. However, Niu Lu Zhangjing is full of confidence in winning the line of defense in front of him.

Facing the military formation, which was already slightly chaotic after four rounds of gun rain attacks around him, Niu Lu Zhangjing directly pulled out a big knife, and in front of all his subordinates, he cut down an infantry follower with a frightened expression to the ground, and roared with a murderous face.

"All the soldiers obeyed the order, the troops continued to advance, and if there were those who retreated and panicked, there was no forgiveness for killing......"

Facing the bloody corpse under Niu Lu Zhangjing's knife, and facing the arrows of hundreds of Tartar archers behind him aiming at him, emitting a cold light in the sunlight, only less than two hundred infantry followers quickly quieted down.

Although they were reluctant, these infantrymen, who had been completely wrapped in servility under the taming of the Tartars, still unconditionally chose to obey.

Holding his shield aloft, driven by the Tartar archers behind him, the machine strode forward and attacked with a blank face.

did not surprise Tartar Niu Lu Zhangjing, and with a cup of tea, the position abandoned by the Tiger and Leopard Army was trampled under his feet.

However, when the hundred-step earthen wall appeared in front of him again, the smile on the face of the Tartar Niu Lu Zhangjing that had just been revealed because of the occupation of the position was quickly replaced by solemnity.

Just this line of defense under his feet cost him a huge price of 400 men, and if he continued to attack and occupy the next line of defense, he would not have to pay at least 400 men.

There are more than 400 people left in his hands in front of him, and if he loses another 400 people, then his own Niu Lu will be wiped out. Without warriors, their own people would never be able to come out, and even be directly annexed by other Niulu and tribes.

After thinking of the pros and cons, Niu Lu Zhangjing could no longer see the arrogance of the past on his face. After glaring fiercely at the tooth swinger next to him who was shouting 'continue to attack', he uttered an astonishing order.

"Shut up, do you want all your warriors to die here......."

"Immediately lead the warriors under your command to defend against the counterattack of the Ming army... The reason why we failed in the attack just now was that we were not prepared for the counterattack of the Ming army, so that the Ming army's spearmen succeeded......"

At this moment, a tooth swinger who was frowning beside him suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Lord Zhang Jing, we still have a chance to continue to attack." ”

"Look at the three trenches that connect this position....just now the slave saw with his own eyes that the Ming army defending the position was retreating backwards through the three trenches. Since the Ming army can retreat through the three trenches, then we can also attack through the three trenches..."

Niu Lu Zhangjing's eyes lit up, and he immediately thought of the entire defeat process that Rubat had reported to Duoduo half an hour ago.

Under the cover of trenches and shields, the Ming army could attack itself with arrows. Then he could also retaliate with a tooth for a tooth, under the cover of shields and trenches, and attack them against the lead bullets fired by the Ming army.

During the attack, the lead bullets fired by the Ming army could continue to kill and injure the attacking troops under their command.

However, because of the limitations of the trench, the price to pay will be very small.

As long as his subordinates are close to the second line of defense of the Ming army, then he can take advantage of the situation to strangle with the Ming army, make their firearms useless, and then destroy them.

In an instant, the solemnity on Niu Lu Zhangjing's face was replaced by heat.

With an excited face, he affirmed: "You are right, we can continue to attack the Ming army along the trench...."

More than 400 Tartars were divided into threes, each holding a shield, and entered the communication trench in turn. As for those who are at the forefront, there is no doubt that the infantry who are the least popular with the Tartars.

When the two armies were eighty paces apart...

The sound of arquebus firing began to sound on the battlefield.

In the face of dozens of lead bullets flying at one time, although the Tartar infantry followers who walked in the front kept being shot and fell to the ground, and each infantry follower who was shot was hit several times.

However, because the Tartars were all lined up under the cover of the trenches, a round of lead bullets fired by the musket battalion could only kill and wound at most one Tartar infantryman.

Not only that, but after each round of gunfire, the Tartars attacking along the trench always advanced two steps forward.

And this means that when the Tartars attack the second-line position of the Tiger and Leopard Army, the more than 100 infantry who are blocking the front will not be completely dead.

Faced with this result, Tartar Niu recorded Zhang Jingle.

Regardless of whether his subordinates could hear the order or not, he shouted loudly directly in the trench.

"Warriors, victory is at hand, rush into the Ming army's position, kill them all, and speed up the attack..."

In the face of the Tartars in the traffic trenches, they are not afraid of death and constantly increase the speed of their attacks. Zhou Shuyuan, the temporary commander of the musket battalion, showed an unprecedented solemnity on his face.

He felt that if the battle continued like this, it would not be long before the Tartars, who had only suffered minor casualties, could rush in front of him and engage in hand-to-hand combat with him......

Although the Haw Par Army, which has a spear battalion, is not afraid of fighting, the general will never allow the Haw Par Army's limited strength to be wasted in close combat with the Tartar vanguard troops until they encounter the real main force of the Tartars.

Therefore, as soon as the Tartar attacking troops rushed to the front of the position, they themselves had to abandon the position under their feet again.

However, the abandonment of positions meant that the general's goal of using these positions to kill and injure the living forces of the Tartars could not be achieved.

Just when Zhou Shuyuan was in distress, Wei Zheng's murderous order suddenly reached his ears and sounded in the position.

"Artillery, it's finally your turn to get out this time..."

"Since the Tartars are lined up along the communication trenches, let's give them a taste of being pierced through the gourd by shells...."

"Six Huzun cannons, two of which are responsible for a communication trench, are loaded with solid iron shells, and as soon as the Tartars come into range, they will be fired immediately. The musket battalion, without stopping, continued to shoot at the Tartars. Today, I want to turn the three communication trenches into a tomb for the burial of the tartars. ”