The flickering flames formed a line, and the six tiger squat cannons and the three four-pound runners also made a deafening explosion at the same time, more than 800 scattered bombs of five coins and one tael and more than 300 pieces of eight coin lead bullets erupted thinly, and the missed scattered bombs exploded countless smoke and dust on the slope, and the Jiannu front spewed out bursts of blood mist, and more than 100 Jiannu in the first two rows fell to the ground in various postures at the same time, and the slope was filled with irrepressible howls, and those Houjin skirmishers were closer, and they also suffered heavy losses in this round of salvo, and more than 30 stragglers fell in a blur of flesh and blood.

Jiannu, who was ready to shoot in the back row, was shocked by the sudden blow, in the chaos around them, they didn't care about waiting for the signal, hurriedly pulled out the bow and shot the light arrow, which greatly reduced the accuracy, and the dense arrows continued to shoot out, throwing them at the opposite Ming army line, and in a panic, their rate of fire increased greatly, and for a time there were locust-like arrows in the air.

The front line of the Wendeng camp was covered by the rain of arrows from Jiannu, and there was a clanging sound like raindrops, and the scattered and flying arrows were inserted into the ground around the Wendeng camp in a blink of an eye, like a bunch of weeds growing.

There were constantly falling flintlock musketeers with loaded fronts, who had only helmets, armour, and leg armor, and the light arrows with pointed tips were a threat to them, but it was not easy to shoot them to death, and many musketeers insisted on standing up after being wounded. The six platoons of musketeers of the peasant company fired in rotation, with the typical backward reloading tactic, with ninety-six musketeers on both flanks of the spear array firing sixteen at a time, maintaining a continuous fire.

Chen Ying in the back row lowered his helmet, and with a sound on the helmet, a light arrow hit the round bright helmet and slid away. Bringing the helmet crookedly, Chen Ying didn't have time to hold the helmet, and another light arrow was inserted into the guard with a clatter, because the angle of the shot was small, it did not cause damage to the nail leaf, and swayed and fell to the ground.

There was a grunt of musketeers in the front row, and several ambulancemen in cotton armor and white clothes ran past with their bodies bowed. Several musketeers who had been hit in the front row were lifted from the front row, and one of them was shot in the eye by an arrow, and he was afraid that he would not survive.

Chen Ying escaped from Dongjiang Town. They are very familiar with the methods of warfare of Jiannu, and they are extremely skilled in bows and arrows, and they have been reloaded once in the past. Jiannu could shoot seven to ten arrows, and now the musketeers were now three times as fast as before, but under the rain of arrows, the reloading was different, and the musketeers in front of him were noticeably slower than usual.

The Wendeng battalion has also found this problem in many exercises, the first round of musketeers is the most effective, and after the battle, there will be all kinds of mistakes under the attack of the opponent, although the training of the Wendeng battalion can be called harsh, and it cannot solve this problem, so the tiger squat cannon is still retained, this small artillery can greatly enhance the firepower of the Wendeng battalion.

The tiger squat cannon did not disappoint Chen Ying. Before the firearms team could finish loading, the Tiger Squat Cannon in the front row fired another volley, and another 600 lead bullets hit Jiannu, and then the four-pounder cannon also fired a round, and Jiannu on the slope fell down with a bang. Several fallen round shields rolled down the slope, hitting the small mound and wriggling to the ground.

No sooner had the four-pounder gun of the 1st Division of Soldiers finished firing than a loader ran out from behind the guard with a bow and arrow, with a piece of chain mail on his body and a bright helmet on his head, and he had omitted the step of clearing. Directly stuff a complete shot through the muzzle, this kind of shotgun is heavier than an iron bullet, the medicine is also two pounds, one or two shots of seventy-two shots, the bullets are spaced by a wooden plank, the whole bullet weighs eight pounds, and the effective range is 90 steps.

When the four-pounder bronze cannon fires rapidly, the skilled gun crew can reach two to three rounds per minute, and the gun commander generally controls one round per minute during continuous shelling, so as to give the barrel time to dissipate heat.

The loader was shooting at such a rapid pace, not only was there the danger of the ammunition being ignited by the embers, but also faced the rain of arrows from the Houjin army, the guard plate was already full of Houjin's light arrows, he just raised the push lever, two light arrows hit, the light arrows failed to break through the chain mail and the armor behind it, the loader only felt pushed by a force, a sharp stabbing pain in his back, he held back the pain, pushed hard, and then dropped the ram, stumbled to the guard and fled back, before hiding in the guard, The armor-piercing heavy arrow of a Houjin skirmisher burst through the air, and with a clang, it broke through the chain mail and the armor and pierced him in the back, and the loader fell to the ground with a heel bucket, and the two pieces of armor absorbed most of the energy of the bow and arrow, and did not penetrate deep into the flesh, and he quickly climbed into the back of the guard with his hands and feet.

As soon as the loader disappeared, the original ripper had already run out with another shot, lying under the barrel waiting to be loaded, the four-pounder cannon roared, and a scatter ejected the chamber, and the Jiannu standing on the opposite side was hit by more than ten people, and several shields were torn apart and thrown everywhere.

At this time, the screams on the slope had already resounded, and the more than 900 Jiannu had lost nearly 200 people, and the archers in their first row who were ready to shoot were almost swept away, and the line seemed to be thinned in an instant.

The right wing of Mandalhan was pulled out of his forehead by a fragment of a shield that bounced over, and blood dripped down his eyebrows, and Mandalhan kept pulling his bow frantically, and he didn't care whether he chose a light arrow or a heavy arrow, and shot it at the opposite side when he caught it.

When he stood still just now, he was about to go to the back to supervise the formation, left the most dangerous front row, and crossed shoulders with death, the Ming artillery on the opposite side made him deeply frightened, the scattered bullets they used were more deadly than solid bullets, and the speed was faster than solid iron bullets, and the Niu Lu where he was lost another six or seven people.

Mandalhan no longer knows how to do it, according to their original habits, the stragglers can make the Ming army's formation chaotic, and then the large array reaches seventy or eighty steps and throws a few arrows, the Ming army is already in chaos, they are close to thirty or forty steps, and use heavy arrows to concentrate on shooting the front row, the Ming army should generally flee for their lives, if the Ming army is a little firmer, it will also be close to collapse, they only need to pick up the spear and knife for an impact, and they can slowly harvest those Ming army heads, which is simpler than their original hunting in the mountains and forests, Because when the beasts are cornered, they will fight back frantically, and those frightened Ming troops will only be killed.

This time it was completely different, the Ming army had the advantage of long-range strikes from the beginning, and he saw that dozens of soldiers had also fallen in the front row of the Ming army, but the formation was very complete. On the contrary, there is a big chaos on his side, and if the Ming artillery continues to bombard like this, it will collapse.

Houjin Zhongjun sounded a hurried drum, it seems that Kak Duli knows that it is not good, he is worthy of being battle-hardened, and he has made the most correct choice, which is to close the distance. Mandalhan habitually shouted and howled to drive the armoured soldiers forward, they really needed to close the distance. Crush those musketeers with a dense barrage of heavy arrows, or charge straight into battle, but all the same. The closer you get to the Ming army, the more accurate those musketeers and artillery will be.

Directly charging the enemy formation with the enemy's formation intact is the last thing the generals want to do, but Kak Duli has no choice, all the Houjin generals know that on land they can break up and retreat, take advantage of mobility to regroup in the rear, even if they are sometimes defeated, they will not lose too much. But not on this island, where they will perish if they are scattered.

The sense of superiority and self-confidence formed over the years maintained the last morale of the Houjin army. To the sound of the drums, they began to move forward rapidly, and Mandalhan urged his men loudly, the pace getting faster and faster, and the formation inevitably became more chaotic. As soon as they had taken ten steps, the artillery on the opposite side fired another round, and several armored soldiers in front of Mandarhan Niulu rolled and fell to the ground, and the people behind stepped directly on them, and many armored soldiers let out a beastly cry in fear.

A small number of elite archers kept stopping to shoot their arrows and then ran forward. Stopped firing again, but on the whole, the rain of arrows was much weaker, and the Ming musketeers on the opposite side stood their muskets on the right side of their bodies after loading, looking ahead without squinting.

Chen Xin stood on a wooden board on two stones, staring at the Houjin queue intently, archery needs to be put on a posture with the help of foot force, it is impossible for the marching Jiannu to send out dense arrows, a small number of arrows are fired, and people in the musket queue keep falling, but the whole array is as firm as a rock, he is waiting for the Houjin army to stop or close to the best range, and give the Houjin soldiers a heavy blow, he firmly believes that the severely trained musketeers can withstand the blows of a small number of bows and arrows.

In the middle of the two approaching large arrays, there are those stragglers who are still fighting each other's lives, Chen Xin admired the Chinese army guards and the night guards, these selected soldiers are not inferior to the Hou Jin armor soldiers, effectively stopping the Hou Jin's harassment tactics.

The stragglers of the Ming army had retreated to the position of the artillery at this time, many of them had arrows inserted in their bodies, and they had no time to pull them out, they continued to use bows and arrows to shoot at those crazy Houjin skirmishers, and the focus of the battle between the two sides was focused on the three four-pounder guns, because the iron tiger squat cannon had poor heat dissipation, and it had quieted down after two rounds of shooting, only these three four-pounder guns kept tilting ammunition towards Jiannu.

The nearest Houjin stragglers were only more than twenty steps away from the cannon, and they were holding the corpses of two armored soldiers as cover, and there were people behind them who kept flashing out and firing arrows at this side, and the same was true of the Ming army's Zhongjun Guards and Ye Buhui, who blocked the most dangerous direction, covering those gunners with bows and arrows and their bodies.

The loader of the first division ran out again, holding a shot bomb to be loaded into the barrel, paying attention to the Jiannu skirmishers here flashed out of the two, the Ming army did not collect the night and prepared early, shot over one person, and the other Jiannu skirmisher accurately hit the loader, the armor-piercing arrow hit the loader's thigh, the strong force brought the loader to turn around and fall to the ground, the loader was a Liao people who fled from Dengzhou, and the Jiannu enmity was as deep as the sea, he had been wounded in many places, the chain mail was bloodstained, and he was still struggling to stand up at this time, and he had to continue to load, The Jiannu skirmishers were also anxious, regardless of life and death, all the gushing out, shooting at him, although the Ming army skirmishers tried their best to block, but the loader was still shot in the chest by two heavy arrows, he vomited blood in his mouth and took a step back, seeing that he was about to fall again, suddenly shouted angrily, hugged the barrel, the hot barrel sounded a squeaky sound, the loader stood by this force, endured the severe pain in his body and hands and screamed, lifted the shotgun from the muzzle of the gun with one hand, and then fell to the ground with a pop.

The clearer who ran out of the gun crew behind the guard, who was also wounded in many places, looked hideous, shouted and picked up the ejector lever on the ground, and pressed it into the chamber, the four-pounder slowly turned its direction, and the muzzle of the gun turned to the position of the Houjin skirmishers.

The Houjin skirmishers saw that the artillery was aimed at their side, and they didn't care about approaching slowly with the corpse, not waiting for the artillery to be aligned, the last Houjin skirmishers pulled out their knives and rushed straight over, and the six Ming stragglers shot over one person, and also pulled out the Qi family knife and short-handled axe to meet the past, when they were ten steps apart, both sides threw out short-handled axes and flying swords at the same time, and then slammed into each other in a scream of exhaustion. Draw a more threatening dagger or dagger to catch and fight, twist together and roll on the ground in a life-and-death fight.

At this time, the two gunners of the four-pounder gun and the loader grabbed the rotating bullet stick, the bomb lever, and the charge shovel, and rushed over with a loud shout, and fought with the two Houjin armor soldiers, and the two Houjin soldiers were all swords. After being hit by several long rods a few times, he finally found an opportunity to get close to a few gunners after taking a few steps back, and cut through the gunners' thin clothes with a sharp knife. The two unarmored gunners were wounded one after another, but they did not back down, and they pestered the two armored soldiers.

The most brutal melee was near that four-pounder gun. It was only more than ten steps away from the front line of the Wendeng battalion, and all the soldiers on the left flank and in the center could see it, but no one in the Ming army could leave the front to help them, and everyone was anxious, and the palms of the hands holding the weapons were all sweating, hoping that the order to attack would be issued sooner so that they could help these comrades.

Chen Xin saw the battle in front of the front line from the top of the ranks of soldiers, as the commander of the army, he would not change the plan for the life and death of several soldiers, but the last gunner behind the four-pounder gun caught his attention, and the gunner did not look at the scene of desperate fighting around him. Squatting behind the artillery, he looked at the Houjin Great Array opposite from between the two guards, holding the fork stick for ignition in his hand.

The four-pounder running gun crew is now five people, one gun commander, two gunners. A loader and a ripper, there was originally a groom, but this time there were no horses, so the groom did not come, judging by the color of his clothes, it should be the gun commander, looking from behind. He was almost alone in the face of the Houjin Great Array that was getting closer and closer, but he exuded a sense of quiet.

He lit the artillery door medicine, the cannon shot a scatter bomb and knocked over the seven or eight people in the opposite Jiannu array, he struggled to let the cannon return to its position, and then picked up a scatter bullet and went around to the front, ignoring the people fighting at his feet, and actually took care of himself with a wool brush dipped in water to start cleaning the chamber, and waited for a while after clearing, and then began to load after the water vapor volatilized inside, and then calmly returned to the back of the artillery, during which several arrows flying from the Houjin Great Array flew past him, nailed to the guard plate and buzzed, The unarmored gunner was still a leisurely stroll.

Chen Xin was surprised that this person's nervous energy was so coarse, and he made a note of this person in his heart, and immediately shifted his attention to the Houjin Great Array.

The Houjin soldiers had already walked fifty paces away, only more than thirty steps away from the artillery, their eyebrows and eyes could be seen clearly, the arrows they shot were getting more and more accurate, and the screams from the musketeer queue began to louden.

"Adult !!" Liu Pojun's slightly anxious voice came.

Chen Xin stared at Hou Jin's queue and slowly raised his hand.

Liu Pojun shouted: "The Chinese army's firearms order the flag to grind the flag, and the horn is sounded!" ”

The horn sounded, nearly 300 raised muskets turned down in unison, they finally waited for the second shot, the Jiannu on the opposite side saw the movements of the Ming army, they were already apprehensive about the firearms of the Ming army, some soldiers stopped and took out their bows and arrows, and some continued to advance.

Forty steps, Chen Xin waved his hand, "Shoot!" ”

The loud swan sounded, another round of fierce salvo of the whole array, thousands of lead swept through the Jiannu front like a storm, the closer distance made the Jiannu's losses even more heavy, the front row was still howling Jiannu was swept by the whistling lead bullets, the first row almost no one could stand, Jiannu lost more than 160 people in an instant, and the forward momentum was stopped, in these rounds of strikes, many Jiannu grassroots officers were killed, and the command was already very chaotic.

The red pennant of the Chinese army of the Ming army on behalf of the firearms team waved, and then there was a sound of gold, and all the musketeers on both wings began to retreat from the gap between the killer teams, while the peasant firearms detachment in the middle left the front row and retreated from both sides of the spear array.

The sound of the drums sounded, and the Wendeng battalion had practiced such offensive tactics countless times on weekdays, and the killer team and the firearms team advanced and retreated, moving in the opposite direction, although some of the firearms soldiers were a little nervous and formed congestion in some positions, but on the whole they were still in order.

The change of formation was quickly completed, and the four hundred melee soldiers who were deployed appeared on the front line, and they stepped on the drums and drums, and marched in unison to meet the chaotic Jiannu on the opposite side, and the dense clanging sound of the clash of iron armor and armor leaves merged into the sound of water flowing.

Despite the chaos, there are still a lot of armor soldiers to shoot a continuous stream of arrows, occasionally the soldiers who were shot in the face of the door let out a miserable scream, the firearms team of the Ming army peasant company is still shooting in rotation, maintaining continuous firepower, after each shot, several Houjin soldiers fell, causing extreme tension to the spirit of the Houjin soldiers.

In front of Chen Xin's eyes, the reserve team of a bureau stood solemnly and upright, the more than 30 soldiers of the peasant musket detachment who had retreated were loading, and more than a dozen remnants of the Chinese army guards and Ye Bu were withdrawn to the Chinese army flag, many of them were still slightly injured, and their faces were covered with blood, they hurriedly picked up their heavy weapons from the ground, assembled under the banner of the Chinese army, and waited for another attack with a fierce face. Farther ahead, the spears of the peasant company were being laid out in rows.

After the Jin soldiers were hit hard, there were less than 700 people left in the more than 1,000 Zhenyi who had arrived on the battlefield, and there were 300 or more than 30 Ding, and the casualties were more than 30%, but they surprisingly did not collapse, Chen Xin also felt a little strange, it is estimated that they were not used to losing in the field in front of the Ming army.

At this time, the Houjin Zhongjun drum was beating rapidly, perhaps because he understood that there was no way out, and the Houjin array burst out with an unprecedented shout, and the generals at all levels agitated loudly, although the losses were heavy, these desperate Jurchen hunters broke out of their savage nature under the stimulation of blood, they screamed wildly and rushed through the gap of the battlefield, and rushed straight towards the Wendeng camp, the bloodiest hand-to-hand combat was coming. rs