Before the Tartars could react to the sudden blow, the Haw Par Army, who was hiding behind the bushes, had already taken advantage of this stunned time to throw out all the remaining throwing guns in their hands.

Intensive gun-throwing rain after round. Over and over again, he showed his might in the Tartar offensive formation.

In the blink of an eye, the shield wall, which had just been dense, was pierced to pieces. The dense offensive formation of the Tartars was also completely out of order.

Except for the corpses that fell to the ground and the wounded who were screaming. The remaining dozens of Tartars seemed to be greatly frightened, ignoring the roar of the Tartar Niu Lu Zhangjing beside them, and ran backwards regardless of a qiē, wanting to leave this death zone shot by the spear.

At this moment, Niu Lu Zhangjing, who was full of unwillingness and despair, was directly alone because he did not retreat with the crowd.

Wei Zheng, who had been hiding near the defense line and watching the entire battlefield, did not let go of this opportunity to be beheaded given by God.

Bend your bow and quickly shoot an arrow at the neck of the tartar without the slightest preparation.

The arrow entered the meat, and Niu Lu Zhangjing with a face full of unwillingness, fell heavily into the corpse of his subordinates.

Of course, in this short time, the Tartar archers were not indifferent. However, due to the two-metre-high shrubs, the Tartar archers could only shoot at the Hawpanzers hiding behind.

You must know that after two consecutive victories, the number of armor equipped by the soldiers under the command of Wei Zheng has already exceeded the need.

Just like the soldiers, each person has two layers of cowhide armor, which can completely block the arrows thrown by the tartars.

As for the officers above the rank of chief, the iron armor of each person, even the arrows shot from the front of the Tartars, it is difficult to penetrate these fine iron armors and hurt the body protected by the iron armor.

Therefore, the three rounds of arrows thrown by the Tartars in a row, except for the blind cat that killed the mouse, directly hit the head of the tiger and leopard army. Hardly any other casualties were inflicted on the Haw Par Army.

When Wei Zheng walked out of the dense forest, the three platoon commanders quickly shifted their gaze to Wei Zheng, revealing an eager expression.

After pointing to the corpses and wounded of the Tartars who had been left behind by his subordinates with throwing guns twenty paces away, Wei Zheng said loudly.

"Brothers, soldiers, just now you killed at least fifty Tartars with your spears. Now the total strength of the Tartars was less than seventy, and it also included thirty archers. As long as we can rush to these Tartars, our spears can stab them all to death on the battlefield. ”

When the eager expressions on everyone's faces became thicker and thicker, Wei Zheng's face also became stern, and he shouted to the three platoon commanders: "I order, all the commanders and sought-after soldiers form a spear formation, put up their shields, and attack the Tartars......"

After the bushes that stood in front of everyone were removed, a spear array, completely obscured by a shield and only the head of a spear could be seen, appeared in front of the Tartar as if by magic.

"Kill ......"

After a murderous shout came out of everyone's mouths, they clenched the spear in one hand and the shield in the other, totaling more than sixty long swordsmen, like a huge war machine, slowly pressing towards the Tartar step by step.

The trailing troops led by Wang Feng were not idle.

Hearing the sudden shouting of killing from the direction of the blocking troops, his eyes lit up, and he immediately ordered his commanders to rush to the remnants of the Tartars with the shields of the captured Tartars.

Faced with two spear arrays that looked like turtle shells, the remnant Tartars quickly showed visceral horror on their faces.

Among them, there are also Tartars who do not believe in evil. He wielded his longbow and shot arrows at the Haw Par Army's spear array, hoping that the rain of arrows would block the Haw Par Army's spear formation, which was getting closer and closer to him.

However, what disappointed them was that the arrows that came out of the string were either bounced off by the opponent's shield, or directly inserted into the opponent's shield, and they didn't even touch the opponent's long snatched body.

After firing hundreds of meaningless arrows in a row, the Tartar archers had to abandon this futile move and look at the spear formation of the Hawpanzer Army in front of them with a look of despair.

At the same time, the hopes that other Tartars had pinned on the archers were also dashed in an instant.

Every shout of killing from the battlefield was like a god of death, constantly hitting the last bit of resistance in the hearts of the Tartars, making them lose the courage to continue to resist little by little.

As the shouts of killing got closer and closer to them, the living space of the Tartars, which was blocked by the front and back, became smaller and smaller.

When the distance between the two armies is reduced to a certain distance, the Tartar archers are useless.

Throwing away the shield, two spear formations with only spears left appeared in the field of vision. Rows of spear heads emitting the cold light of the forest are pointed directly at the Tartars in the encirclement, and they can deal a fatal blow to the Tartars at any time.

At this time, one of the remnants of the Tartars was glaring at a pair of red eyes and shouted, "Warriors, Lord Zhang Jing is right, the Tiger and Par Army has never thought of capturing us. Therefore, there is only one way in front of everyone, to fight to the death, and die on the battlefield as a warrior......"

"Kill..."

After speaking, the Tartar raised the mace weighing dozens of catties in his hand, and while waving a gust of wind, he roared and attacked the tiger and leopard army.

Dozens of Tartars who were still desperate just now, staying in place. The whole body immediately exuded the arrogance and murderous aura unique to the nomads, and immediately followed behind the swinging tooth horn and launched an attack on the tiger and leopard army.

Dozens of Tartars attacked together, and the murderous aura exuded from their bodies was definitely far greater than that emitted by the Tiger and Par Army.

However, the Haw Par Army, lined up in a dense spear formation, did not retreat in the slightest.

The successive victories against the Tartars have made these Haw Par Army soldiers no longer fear the Tartars from the bottom of their hearts. Not only that, but they are also eager to kill the Tartars. For these soldiers of the Haw Par Army, most of whom escaped from the Tatar tiger's mouth, every time they kill a Tartar, they will have a trace of happiness in their hearts, as if they are avenging their relatives who died at the hands of the Tatars, which is very enjoyable.

Therefore, in the face of the Tartars rushing towards him with a murderous face, dozens of soldiers of the Tiger and Leopard Army not only did not show any fear on their faces, but became hot.

It was as if he saw a pile of battle exploits, raised the spear in his hand, and continued to advance in the direction of the Tartar rush.

When the Tartar who rushed to the front waved the mace in his hand and smashed it into the tiger and leopard army in front of him.

An accident happened, and the soldiers of the Haw Par Army who were targeted by themselves not only did not show the slightest fear, but a sneer full of mockery flashed on their hot faces, yes, it was a mockery of themselves...

Just as there was a hesitant expression on the face of the tooth swinger, a tingling pain suddenly spread from the stomach to the whole body. Immediately after that, the Tartar Tooth Swinger felt a stream of heat quickly gushing out from the stinging point, and the pair of armor worn on his body quickly became viscous.

More importantly, the swinger felt that his body was dissipating at an unprecedented rate. The mace weighing dozens of catties did not smash into the tiger and leopard army in front of him according to the original trajectory, but fell directly from his hand, and fell to the ground without any recruitment.

When the Tartar lowered his head to look at his stomach, two spears had already pierced into his stomach. Not only that, but large streams of blood poured out of his body like a fountain of wounds.

As the two spears were pulled out of his own alone, the Tartar quickly felt as if his body had suddenly lost gravity, and he fell to the ground with a face full of reluctance and despair.

After the first swing was stabbed to death instantly, the pikemen, who became more and more skillful, continued to shoot forward, retract their guns, and stab to death one after another the Tartars who pounced on him.

When Commander Wei Zheng's spear array continued to kill the enemy, Commander Wang Feng's spear array also appeared directly behind the Tartar in time.

The two spear formations were flanked back and forth, and in just one stick of incense, all seventy tartars turned into corpses...