The perfect combination of musket and grenade is a nightmare that all enemies on the battlefield will never forget.

When a dozen officers led by Dolgon were still immersed in the shock brought to them by the battlefield, the middle-aged strategist who had been listed as Dolgon's confidant had to open his mouth to remind him in order to keep his job and status.

"Lord Belle, the frontal firepower of the Tiger and Par Army is too strong, and if this kind of attack continues, it will not achieve any results except for death. When the Haw Par Arm's firearms units are attracted by our frontal attacking troops, send a new attacking force to detour back to the two flanks of the Haw Par Army and attack the Haw Par Army from both flanks, and will definitely achieve unexpected results. ”

"Yes, sir, I was stunned by the unexpected methods of the Haw Par Army, and I didn't think of such a simple solution. Dorgon, who reacted from the shock, said with a look of sudden realization. ”

Then, he roared loudly at his subordinates who were still in a daze: "What are you still doing, do what Mr. said immediately." 2,000 soldiers were drawn from each of the follow-up troops and attacked on both flanks of the Haw Par Army...... The frontal offensive must not be stopped, and all the arms units of the Haw Par Arsenal must be drawn directly opposite the military formation. ”

Under the cover of night and the sound of gunfire, the Tartars detoured their troops until they reached thirty paces in front of the formation, and were spotted by the shieldmen who were holding their flanks.

After the news reached Wei Zheng's ears, the Tartar had already rushed to a distance of twenty paces.

Looking at the enemy on both wings who were getting closer and closer to the military formation, Wei Zheng's face instantly became gloomy, and he said to Wang Feng, who was attacking with the team around him: "It's too late to draw musketeers now......

"Order the commanders of the two battalions to rush to the front, prepare for battle, and use spears to stab these dog-day Tartars."

"In addition, fifty bombardiers will be drawn from the front of the military formation, and grenades will be brought to reinforce the two wings."

The shield was raised, and the spear array formed by the two battalions appeared like two iron walls, impressively in front of the enemy who was close at hand.

Just as the Tartar raised his broadsword, ready to slash at the Tiger and Leopard Army, and engage in a close fight with the Tiger and Leopard Army. A murderous shout of killing instantly roared out from the mouth of the six hundred long grabbers.

As an old unit that has been following the Wei Levy to start his family, although at least half of the recruits have been added to the expansion of the army. However, those veterans who were seeds, without exception, followed Wei Zheng and experienced several bloody battles, and each of them carried several, even dozens, dozens of Tartars and infantry with their lives.

Therefore, since the formation of these two battalions, they have been the two most murderous units of the entire Haw Par Army.

The shout of killing sounded, and the first row of a hundred spears, like sharp arrows off the string, stabbed forward at a very fast speed.

At this time, the advantages and disadvantages of the length of cold weapons were completely expressed on the battlefield.

Wielding the broadsword in his hand, the Tartar who was about to deliver a fatal blow to the tiger and leopard army, seeing that he could take another step forward, he could slash the big knife at the neck of the tiger and leopard army, a spear head that emitted a cold light, like lightning, suddenly flashed in front of him, and then, a stinging pain spread from his stomach.

Not only that, but the steps I was ready to take forward seemed to be hindered by something, and I could no longer move forward even a little. More importantly, his body is rapidly dissipating at an unprecedented rate.

When the Tartar looked at his stomach with a look of shock and despair, the head of the spear that was a foot long had completely submerged into his body, and the blood that continued to ooze from the wound had already stained the armor around the wound red.

At this moment, the spear inserted in his stomach was suddenly pulled out, and the tartar, which was already weak, suddenly lost its support, and directly fell to the ground weakly, turning into a corpse.

In the blink of an eye, the dozen or so Tartars who rushed to the front seemed to have their legs suddenly cut off, and they all fell to the ground and turned into corpses.

On the small battlefield, the moment the first platoon commander grabbed the gun, the second platoon commander had already followed closely behind, stabbing out the spear in his hand with all his might.

The three platoon commanders are in demand, just like a war machine, repeating the same action continuously......

Just when the three platoon commanders scrambled to fight for two rounds and casualties began to appear. Fifty bombardiers with grenades on their backs finally arrived. Lighting the rope, he raised his arm and threw the grenade in his hand, which had begun to smoke white.

After the not-so-dense explosion sounded, gaps immediately appeared in the dense enemy group in front of the long grabber, and there were gaps full of corpses.

Fifty bombardiers, throwing several grenades in succession, the Tartar attacking force was finally divided by grenades that constantly exploded.

In order to rush in front of the long runners, the Tartar follow-up troops had to pass through a fire barrier blasted by fifty bombardiers with grenades. And the Tartars, who had already rushed to the front of the long sought-after, were slowly decreasing in the rounds of slaughter of the long-sought-after because the follow-up attacking troops could not follow up in time......

......Seeing that the situation on the battlefield was once again turning against him, Dolgon's expression, which had just been agitated by the good news that the two wings had rushed to the front of the Tiger and Par Army, became solemn again.

With a face full of unwillingness, he shouted: "It's just a little bit close, you can rush into the Tiger and Leopard Army and defeat them." Such a good situation was ruined by the Haw Par Army again. ”

Seeing that the Tartars, who had always been invincible on the battlefield, had begun to lose the upper hand, under the harvest of various firearms of the Tiger and Leopard Army, it was like ripe wheat, which was cut to the ground in patches.

For the sake of his so-called future, the middle-aged military advisor had to say to Dolgon with a face full of unwillingness: "Lord Belle, the battlefield is very unfavorable to us, and if we continue to fight, it will not benefit us in the slightest." The lives of the warriors are precious, and the minions implore Lord Belle to withdraw his troops immediately, and no longer let the soldiers go to death. ”

Dorgon also thought of retreating, but the arrogance in his heart forced him to persist and did not give the order to retreat immediately. Facing the military advisor, Dolgon, who already had steps to go down, shouted at the military advisor with the last glimmer of hope and unwillingness: "Sir, don't we have any way to do anything about the military formation of the Tiger and Leopard Army? ”

The military advisor replied with a heavy face: "Lord Belle, there is a way." Just as the Haw Par Army stopped us at that time, they bombarded us with artillery and fought with muskets. As long as we shell the Tiger and Par Army with artillery, the shield that the Haw Par Army uses to protect itself will be shattered by us. Only in this way can the bows and arrows in our hands cause casualties to the Tiger and Leopard Army. ”

"However, we are not equipped with artillery, not even muskets that can fire at the Haw Par Army."