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"Knock ......"

A black, enlarged version of the "Ten Thousand Enemies" fell heavily from mid-air to the ground, and then rolled all the way to a Houjin auxiliary soldier holding a heavy shield before stopping.

Although this auxiliary soldier and the Houjin sergeants around him didn't know what it was, they were certain that what the Ming army on the other side was definitely not a good thing. Just as they were about to leave the thing, the ball exploded.

"Boom ......"

A violent explosion was accompanied by thick black smoke rising into the sky, and the black gunpowder weighing two catties exploded and instantly exploded into dozens of pieces of shrapnel of different sizes made of pig iron of equal weight and instantly, these inconspicuous things became deadly things in an instant.

They spread beyond the sound of their voices, blowing up five or six heavily armored Houjin sergeants around them.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Immediately afterward, a series of explosions continued to sound in the ranks of the post-Kim sergeants. The shield carts and Houjin soldiers who rushed to the front of the camp were immediately killed, and the things thrown by these trebuchets were not like the iron pellets just now, which only relied on their own inertia to kill the enemy, they would explode.

In the sound of explosions, more than 20 shield carts and more than 100 Houjin sergeants who were the first to rush to the front of the camp were blown up, and for a time the front of the camp was covered by a thick layer of green smoke.

When the green smoke slowly cleared, it was a miserable scene in front of everyone's eyes. Within a hundred paces or so of the camp, there were not many sergeants left standing, and the bombed shield carts, the bloody sergeants, and the severed limbs everywhere all told the people what a brutal massacre had been experienced here just now.

"Hiss ......"

Seeing this scene, even the Ming army sergeants who were desperately fighting with the Houjin Army were dumbfounded.

"Grass, this is too cruel."

Feng Xiaoming, whose faces were blackened by smoke and fire on both sides, looked at the front of the camp that was still crowded with enemy troops just now, but had become empty at the moment, and his mouth unconsciously let out an exclamation.

The side that started it was stunned. As a party with heavy losses, I naturally feel more profound. When Luo Luohun in the back saw that the more than 100 Houjin warriors who had finally rushed to the front of the Ming army camp were blown up in a burst of explosions without doing anything, he was so excited that he almost fell off his horse.

Biting his lower lip to death, drops of blood dripped from his lips, but Luo Luohun didn't realize it, at this time he only felt that his heart had been lit on fire, burning his chest like a heart-piercing pain.

"These damn Nikans, I'm going to kill them all!" At this time, he had already lost his mind, he raised his long knife high and shouted with all his might: "Everyone obey the order, rush up for me, and kill all those lowly Nikan!" ”

A hoarse, distorted voice echoed through the air. And the soldiers around Luo Luohun were red-eyed.

A sturdy Niu Lu suddenly stood up from behind the shield cart, stared at his red eyes and shouted loudly: "My Houjin warriors, those cowardly Han people will only hide behind the mud and kill our warriors by despicable means, how can we, as loyal servants of the Immortal Heaven, endure such humiliation." Warriors, take up your swords and guns, and follow me to slay all those lowly Nikans! ”

After saying that, Niu Lu picked up a tiger head gun and rushed forward.

Dozens of heavily armored vests and five or six white-armored soldiers also jumped out from behind the shield cart or heavy shield under the leadership of Niu Lu, and rushed forward frantically with their weapons. At this moment, they had only one thought in their hearts, and that was to kill all the Han people who had killed their companions in the most brutal way.

These horse armor soldiers and white armor soldiers are worthy of being called the most elite troops in Houjin, although each of them wears more than two layers of heavy armor, they still walk like flying. As they run, they subconsciously look for obstacles to dodge.

At this time, almost all the eyes of both sides were on this Niu Lu and these dozens of vests.

And Yue Tuo, who was far behind, also looked at these vests nervously, and his hands, which had always been known as calm, were also tightly grasping the reins of the horse at the moment. Let's see if these of Houjin's most elite warriors can surprise him.

At this time, the artillery and trebuchets of the Ming army also stopped firing, and Yue Yang looked at these Jurchens who seemed to have lost their minds, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand. whispered to a sergeant with a military horn beside him; "Sue the firefighters, you can fire."

"Didi......"

The sharp sound of military trumpets echoed over the camp, and rows of sergeants suddenly appeared behind the walls of the camp, which had only sparse figures. I saw that these sergeants were holding Mini-style muskets in their hands. The muzzle of the black hole was pointed forward.

At this time, the Niu Lu shouted Manchu and rushed to the middle of the group, only to see him with a red tasseled square flag, wearing three layers of heavy armor, and wielding an iron long-handled tiger head spear in his hand, with a total length of nearly seven feet, and the blade of the spear was extremely sharp, flashing with the cold light of death.

At the same time, the Niu Lu was followed by five or six white-armored soldiers in heavy armor, all of whom were the most elite warriors in the red flag, some of them carrying shields and broadswords, and some of them were wielding long-handled broadswords or axes, howling and rushing.

In the camp of the Ming army, a general manager of about thirty years old shouted loudly with a long knife held high; "Attention in the first row, the target ...... Tartars ahead, aim for ...... Preparation...... Fire! ”

"Bang ......"

A burst of crisp and dense gunshots rang out, accompanied by firelight and white smoke, and more than 20 people who were trying to run forward were shot and fell to the ground.

That Niu Lu and the five or six white-armored soldiers around him were the objects of special attention. In the light of the fire and smoke, more than a dozen firecrackers were aimed at them, and at the same time hit the burly bodies of those white-armored soldiers, even if these people were wearing three layers of heavy armor, but at a distance of less than a hundred paces, with the huge power of the Minnie-style firearms, they still easily broke through his armor and punched one or several huge blood holes in their bodies.

The remaining dozen or so people were also a little stunned by the dense rain of bullets, although no one had ever told them how to face the attack of firearms, but out of the intuition of the soldiers on the battlefield, the remaining people were either lying on the ground or hiding behind vehicles or dead bodies.

And the Niu Lu who led the charge was luckier than several white-armored soldiers around him, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, in the round of guns just now, this Niu Lu was only shot in the leg as if it were a miracle, and the two calves were very neatly broken into two by lead bullets. As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, but how can two legs not be the same, he lay next to a corpse with two broken legs and wailed loudly, the voice was extremely poignant, and the heavy tiger head gun that was originally held in his hand was still on his side.

"Come and save me, who's going to pull me!"

He almost fainted in pain, and stretched out his hand to his companion beside him. Seeing this, the two vests glanced at each other, and the two of them quickly ran out of their respective bunkers and came to the Niu Lu, and at the same time took his hand and planned to run to the side.

"Bang ......"

A series of muffled gunshots rang out not far away, and the two who wanted to save people suddenly had several huge blood holes on their waists, and the two layers of heavy armor they were wearing were also shattered, and the two fell to the ground spitting black blood clots, their eyes widened and they quickly lost their breath.

"Bastards, these despicable bright dogs...... Bastard! "Now everyone can see that the Ming soldiers in the camp obviously deliberately did not kill this Niu Lu, but used him as a bait to lure them to save him.

Many of the Houjin sergeants were furious, and they rushed forward with shouts.

"Kill them all!"

"Rush!"

Nearly four hundred enraged Houjin sergeants rushed up from behind.

Luo Luohun, who was protected by more than a dozen heavy soldiers, also followed behind the team, and at this time, like the Jurchens around him, he had only one thought in his mind, that is, to rush forward and kill the Ming troops who were hiding behind the wall.

On a small hillside less than a mile away from Luo Luohun, Yue Tuo gently closed his eyes and said to Goshha beside him in a deep voice: "Blow the trumpet, let them all withdraw!" The blood of our warriors has been left to be plentiful today.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The mournful and mournful horn sounded again, and this horn also made Luo Luohun and the Houjin sergeants who were desperately rushing forward stunned at the same time.

"Beizi, Lord Baylor told us to withdraw our troops!" A white-armored soldier reminded Luo Luohun softly.

"I know!"

Luo Luohun replied softly, at this time, after he ran wildly, and after hearing the horn of retreat, his original fanatical heart slowly cooled down, and reason returned to him.

He slowly closed his eyes, with a painful look on his face, and only after a long time waved his hand lightly, and said weakly: "Okay, order the warriors to retreat!" ”

At this time, the military discipline of the Jurchen Eight Banners is its strictness, and when the horn of retreat sounds, even if there is a mountain of gold in front of you, you have to retreat. Therefore, after the horn sounded, the Houjin sergeants were stunned for a moment and immediately turned around and began to retreat.

But as the saying goes, it's easy to come and hard to go, when the Ming army in the camp began to retreat, the artillery that had stopped firing began to roar again, accompanied by bursts of dense firecrackers, those Houjin sergeants who had been rushing to the front were unlucky at this time.

Lead bullets followed their footsteps, either around them or on their bodies, and in the process of retreating, dozens of Houjin sergeants fell on the way to retreat.

The dense gunfire rang out for a while before it gradually stopped, and then there was a burst of cheers from the camp......

"The Tartars fled!"

"Let's win!" (To be continued......)