It is not surprising that more than 400 guns are fired on both sides, and all you can think about at this time is to rush to the enemy, close up and shoot with a bow and arrow, and slash with a knife to see if you can break a way out, or drag a few people on their backs to die together, otherwise this battle is too bad.

There was more than this group of dismounted cavalry who rushed up, but Hulegan and the others had the most people, and the corpse used as a shield could not hold on for a long time, but the person who fell was immediately concocted in the same way, and walked up a dozen steps with great difficulty, and in the end, Hulegan and the others couldn't care about anything, and threw down the corpse and rushed forward. 、

Finally, it reached the distance where they could shoot bows and arrows, but many of these dismounted cavalrymen did not even draw their bows, and were directly killed there.

At this time, even if he was as timid as Hulegen, he was already ruthless, watching his companions fall one by one, the fire was unstoppable, and the other party also had bows and arrows, every moment was torment, rather than being so tormented, it was better to die quickly!

The remaining dozen or so men rushed upwards brandishing their swords, and although Hulegan ran fast, his instinct was still hidden behind the people, and he still rushed a few steps away from the fire gun as he watched him fall one by one.

God is pitiful, the firecracker in the hand of the firecracker has just finished shooting, and the other people's firecrackers still can't take care of this side, Hulegan can't care about anything, just thinking about fighting the other party.

On the other side, the firecracker had just stuffed the gun into the gun tube with a tong, seeing that it was too late, he picked up the firearm and hit forward regardless of it, a few steps away, and the **** out of the tongtong was a sharp arrow off the string, Hulegan hurriedly flashed, but the tongtong still ran through his left shoulder, and the iron-inlaid leather armor did not have the effect of blocking it at all.

The huge pain pierced his heart, Hu Legen's body trembled, the long knife in his right hand had been raised, and the blood was splashed in five steps, exchanging his life for his life, it was worth it!

These brave Han dogs will only hold the fire hammer far away, and they will run away when they come to them, and Hulegan will inexplicably feel happy in his heart, thinking that the other party will run away in fear.

Unexpectedly, after the fire was fired, he was two steps away, but instead of escaping, he directly drew his saber and rushed head-on!

Hu Legen was injured in the shoulder, and the wound would be pulled between raising his arms and waving his arms, which was already a little inconvenient, and he didn't expect that the other party without firearms would rush head-on, Hu Legen thought that the Han people on the other side were frightened and not good at hand-to-hand combat, but he didn't expect the other party to be so brave, and the brave won when they met on a narrow road, Hu Legen was already a little panicked at this time, but he couldn't allow him to panic.

The knife of the firecracker stabbed directly into his chest and abdomen, and with one stroke and one pick, Hulegen's iron-clad armor could not stop anything at all, and he was directly opened, and all his strength disappeared, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground and fell to the snow.

Aren't the Han dogs with firearms as timid as rats, and they will run away when they are killed? Why is this different? That was the last thing that thought of Hulegan, and he was plunged into darkness.

Hu Legen knew that the firearm soldiers were the elite of the Zhao family's army, and only veterans who had been in battle for a long time would become firearm soldiers, and their experience in fighting with cold weapons and the bloody battles they had seen were better than ordinary spear soldiers.

The Jianzhou cavalry, which had escaped under the firecrackers, began to gather into small teams and rushed towards the slopes on both sides of the road, and by this time, the firecrackers of the Zhao family army began to be a little useless.

At the beginning of the ambush, the firecracker soldiers reloaded and fired, and they didn't need to aim, just press the muzzle of the gun and aim it at the horse team, but now, the enemy began to rush up, because the trees blocked, the firecracker swing is also limited, and it is easy to be rushed to the front by the other party, although the one who used the knife to solve Hulegan, but the cold weapon fight, the firearm soldier suffered after all.

"The one with the halberd stepped forward, and the one with the bow and arrow followed!" Some began to shout orders, non-commissioned officers and officers with halberds began to move forward, and some soldiers with muskets dropped their muskets and picked up their bows and arrows that had been placed aside to follow.

After an older firecracker soldier put a bow and arrow on his back, he said angrily to a young man beside him: "Look, you still have to use this, this is our Mongolian people's livelihood, you are good, get this firearm and don't let go!" ”

"Dad, haven't you seen the short fire guns used by the cavalry company? If you have that in hand, who will use what bow and arrow, this is outdated! The young man replied with a disbelieving face.

The two of them argued, but a team of the Pingduan Halberd was impatient to listen, and turned around and shouted: "You two fight for this every day, don't you bother, the Tartars are coming, keep an eye on them, don't let them shoot cold arrows at me!" ”

After shouting this, the team was striding downward, and the father and son glared at each other unconvinced, and the arrows were on the string, half-open the bow, and quickly followed.

In the queue of firearms behind him, some people couldn't help but laugh, "The two of them are arguing again!" ”

These two men were the people who took the initiative to defect to the caravan after Wang Ziyang was controlled by the Zhao family's army, and the father and son who depended on each other were not bad, and the official words were authentic, and they were directly incorporated into the Zhao family's army brigade, and then because they were old enough to go into battle, they were incorporated into the fire company according to the rules.

As a result, the son's mastery of firecrackers was faster than that of bows and arrows, while the father felt that the skills left by his ancestors could not be lost, and the father and son often argued about the merits of firecrackers and bows and arrows, which was also a well-known anecdote in the First Brigade.

The Jurchens and the Mongol cavalry who dismounted were a bit lucky in their hearts, thinking that once they engaged in a close battle, the other party's person with a firearm would run away, but he didn't expect that the other party not only did not run, but carried the guy down to fight.

And these people who came down to fight were really all iron, and they all had face armor on their faces, and after buttoning them up, if they wanted to shoot arrows into these small holes, they really wanted marksmen.

The bow and arrow were shot and burst apart on the opponent's armor, only to see the opponent wearing iron armor and holding a halberd, trampling on the snow and rushing down, and the halberd stabbed straight over.

This face-to-face fight is more tragic than the fire gun, some people are directly pierced by the halberd, some people are directly split by the halberd, and their own weapons can't help each other, what is even more devastating is that the bow and arrow are still shooting from time to time, this bow and arrow is no worse than their own bow and arrow.

The desperate counterattack was quickly crushed, and since there was no possibility of victory, there was no choice but to flee, although there may be nowhere to run, but only to flee.

After all, there are still hundreds of their own cavalry behind, and if they can join them, the certainty can be even greater.

When the front team encountered the fire shot, the back immediately stopped, after these Jurchens and Mongolian cavalry fell behind, they had no intention of fighting, they just wanted to pick up a bargain, and now the front has become a Shura field, who is willing to send them to death.

But the road in the mountains and valleys, it is not easy to turn around and run away immediately, hundreds of horses are crowded on the narrow road, because the pause is closer to each other, the space required for the mount to turn around is large, many people turn around to make the situation more chaotic, watching the people in front of them turn over on their backs, screaming again and again, no one wants to stay here longer, this urgency, let the team more chaotic, the anxious people have drawn their knives and scolded, shouting and scolding each other, seeing that they are about to be angry.

Those who are really lagging behind, who are still regretting that it is no good just now, feel that they have taken advantage of it, and it is easiest to break away from the peripheral rear team and run easily.

It didn't take long to run here, but I heard the sound of horses' hooves in front of me, and more than 100 riders rushed out at the fork in the road I passed just now!

Could it be their own reinforcements? The Jianzhou Jurchen cavalry then denied this possibility, and the clothes and armor worn by those on the other side were completely different from their own.

This is the Zhao family army they want to chase, dare to love them have been hiding behind, where is this being chased, this is clearly a game, what praying mantis flutters cicada yellow finch behind, their own family is the cicada, their own family is the praying mantis!

The Jianzhou cavalry was terrified, and the cavalry of the more than 100 cavalry of the Zhao family army was very quiet, the first one waved with a spear, and then pressed forward, and the front four or five spears were all held flat forward.

In order to conceal and facilitate the reconnaissance of horses, they are all knives, axes, bows and arrows, how can there be long weapons, Zhao Jiajun's group of cavalry is a horse detective, and it is clearly a heavy cavalry to charge into battle!

If it were in normal times, the two armies met so suddenly, and the Jurchen and Mongol cavalry still had the heart to fight a fight, but at this time, who still had the heart to continue fighting, and if they wanted to fight again, the thunderbolt-like firearms would follow, and who could stand it.

Regardless of the people, it is impossible to turn around, but you can also try to ride into the woodland on both sides, it is really a mess, the cavalry of the Zhao family army who rushed to the front did not pay attention to the Jianzhou cavalry who scattered and fled, and just pressed forward and ran forward, their target was not these scattered cavalry who escaped at all, but the brigade that was still there in a mess.

Running and running, the Zhao Jiajun who was in the head hung up the spear, took out the short firearm, and there were scattered Jianzhou cavalry rushing towards them, their reaction was the same as the one in front, they all turned their heads and ran, and if they couldn't even enter the hillside woodland, they would rather dismount and run.

When he saw these more than 100 cavalry appear from behind him, the remaining hundreds of Jianzhou cavalry completely collapsed, and even the short fire of the cavalry of the Zhao family army did not have time to fire, so they rushed all the way to the battlefield in front.

"Don't they all say that the Tartars are brave and fight to the death?"

"You can also believe the words of the Ming army, just look at their virtues!"

set up a pocket bureau, the other party just crashed in, and then was calmly eaten, I thought the final cavalry assault was a vicious battle, but I didn't expect it to be a rout.

While disdainful, the troops were dispatched from the rear team, and the squads with halberds and firearms searched in the mountains and valleys, and the horse teams checked the terrain suitable for cavalry movement.

No matter how fierce the warrior is to die, in such a situation, he can only surrender, in the ice and snow, he abandoned his horse and fled, without provisions, in such a terrain to die of cold and starvation or be hunted by wild beasts, it is more uncomfortable than death.