Under the cover of the black fog, the Nanzhao barbarians carried the loss of firearms and firearms, and approached within 500 meters in front of the Central Plains military formation.

Jing Xiaolou, who was watching the battle from a distance, hurriedly conveyed the order again, and the artillery immediately changed the ammunition, replacing the long-range use of solid shells with shotguns for progressive shooting of anti-personnel personnel.

Li Xiaoyao also jumped on the flying sword, led the disciples of Shushan to fly over the battlefield, and commanded the disciples who were good at spells to cast the wind spell together, urging the wind to blow away the black fog that was about to envelop the Central Plains military array.

As soon as the black fog cleared, the artillerymen who had gained a firing field slightly lowered the muzzle of the gun, ignited the gun fuse, and the fine lead bullets were splashed like hail, and in the direction of the muzzle, the crowded brute soldiers fell in pieces, and a large fan-shaped area was swept out with one shot.

The black fog that shrouded the brutes gradually dissipated, and the musketeers finally saw the target clearly, and the chaotic gunfire gradually became orderly under the constraints of the officers of each battalion, and finally returned to the state of volleying guns.

The barbarians had rushed to a distance of 100 meters, but in this short moment, they had lost more men than they had all done before, and before the two armies had even touched, the battlefield was full of corpses.

The barbarian army of Nanzhao survived this round of shotgun bombardment, and their morale did not drop but rose, and the barbarian generals in the army shouted loudly: "The people of the Central Plains are all cowards, they only dare to sneak attack from a distance, and when we rush to the front, they will be frightened!" Victory is in sight, everyone rush, avenge the warriors and clansmen who died in vain! ”

The barbarian warriors echoed loudly, shouting loudly and speeding up the pace of the charge, really thinking that as long as they fought hand-to-hand with the Central Plains army, they could easily win.

The pikemen in the Central Plains phalanx slowly lowered their spears, and the tips of their spears met the barbarian army rushing to snoring wildly, and the sword and shield soldiers also came to the front of the array, raising their shields and preparing to meet the impact of the enemy.

The musketeers retreated one after another, retreating into the "Hui" formation, reloading their ammunition under the protection of pikemen and sword and shield men.

The hand-to-hand combat of the Spanish phalanx seemed to have turned into a fire-breathing hedgehog, the barbarians who pounced on them crashed into the dense spears and were strung into gourds, the shield wall formed by the sword and shield soldiers blocked the blades of the brutees, and the reloaded musketeers took the time to poke out the muzzle of the gun from the gap in the shield to shoot the cold gun at close range.

Although the barbarians were brave, they had no way to take the hedgehog array for a while, and surrounded the hedgehog array and waved weapons indiscriminately, dialing spears, and the martial arts that they had worked hard to hone were useless.

Individual barbarian generals swung out their sword qi, and they could kill the target several meters away with a single sweep, but there were also martial arts masters in the Central Plains army formation, and they also used sword qi to help the army stabilize their positions and protect the soldiers from being slaughtered by the masters of the enemy army.

The Nanzhao barbarians who poured up gathered more and more, but they were blocked by the phalanx, and the soldiers who came after couldn't squeeze in front of them at all, so they could only impatiently push their colleagues in front of them.

The Central Plains Army and the Southern Zhao Army did not have much cavalry, the rhythm of the battle slowed down suddenly, and the entire battlefield was distinct, the north was the phalanx of the Central Plains Army, and the south was a chaotic group of barbarian soldiers.

The area where the two sides fought the most fiercely was a line across the battlefield, and the corpses were constantly stacked on the line, and at present, the casualties of the Nanzhao barbarian army were even more heavy, and at least seven of the ten corpses on the ground were Black Miao tribesmen wearing gray and blue coarse cloth Miao clothes.

Unable to find a chance to shoot, the gunpowder grenades were taken out of their pockets, lit the fuse and threw it at the Southern Zhao Army, which exploded in the crowd and killed several people each time.

The Nanzhao barbarian army mainly suffered the loss of backward tactics, the military thinking was far behind the opponent, the arms were relatively single, and the equipment was not sophisticated.

The armor of the Nanzhao barbarians was very low, not to mention the plate armor, the chain armor and cloth armor were not equipped, and the soldiers wore a thin layer of coarse cloth Miao clothing and went to the battlefield.

The Miao people are not good at riding and shooting, the south is mountainous and difficult to domesticate horses, and can not make a strong bow, usually the bamboo bow used by the black Miao hunters to hunt is mostly quenched and poisoned by the beasts, the strength is too weak, and the shield of the Central Plains saber and shield soldiers cannot be shot.

The scimitars and horizontal knives that the Nanzhao barbarians are good at using are shorter, and they can be stabbed to death without touching the spearmen when they are three meters long.

The Central Plains Army has sword and shield soldiers in front of it, spears at the middle distance, muskets and artillery fire at long distances, and the musketeers behind the human wall can also throw bombs, and the killing range and attack methods are far beyond the barbarians who only know how to rush up.

When it comes to fighting alone, it is easy for a Miao warrior to cut down five or six spear array soldiers, but the significance of the spear formation method is that it greatly smooths the gap in martial arts between soldiers, even if the martial arts are low, as long as there is a little strength and is willing to obey orders, they can erect a gun forest, forcing the enemy whose martial arts are much higher than them to approach, and covering their colleagues to kill the enemy with muskets and grenades.

The Shenji Army formed by Luo Feng has only been formed for a short time, and the soldiers recruited are just ordinary young and strong, and their personal strength is not worth mentioning, and only this kind of turtle shrinkage hedgehog flow combat method can confront the enemy with the Black Miao barbarians who are mostly hunters and have strong folk customs, otherwise once the two armies are mixed up and fought, they will only be unilaterally slaughtered.

The battle between the two armies was anxious, and thousands of miles away in the Xuanzheng Hall of the Imperial Palace of Chang'an City, Luo Feng was watching the live video broadcast from the front line with the Manchu Dynasty.

In the Central Plains Army, there are Shushan disciples who are specially responsible for photography, driving flying swords to patrol over the battlefield, taking pictures with video snails and transmitting them back to the rear in real time.

There was an endless stream of whispers in the main hall, and the ministers lowered their voices to discuss the battle situation.

"Nan Zhaoman is really a bunch of crazy people! Fortunately, Luo Guoshi's art of war was surprising, and he actually figured out such ingenious tactics, in my opinion, it was only a matter of time before our army won a complete victory if it continued to fight like this. ”

"Yes, so far, almost all of the dead are barbarians, and the losses of our army are very small."

"Our army is superior to the Nanzhao army, and the battle losses are lower than the Nanzhao army, it seems that this group of barbarians is really arrogant and accustomed to Yelang, the people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and the mantis arm of a small country is a car, which is really the way to die!"

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The atmosphere in the main hall was quite tense before the battle, and it was only when the pikemen formation blocked the barbarian charge that everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere became relaxed, and most people were optimistic about the battle situation.

Luo Feng frowned, his attention was long off the battlefield video, he had already seen the limitations of the Shenji Military Formation, and began to reflect on the lessons of his own establishment of the Shenji Army, and had to reluctantly admit that it was a wrong decision to try to apply the experience of the real-life side of the war to establish the Shenji Army to deal with the war on the Xianxia side.

In this battle, if nothing else, the winner will soon be decided, and the victorious side will never be the Divine Machine Army!

As if to verify his judgment, he saw that in the video, the black fog was surging again in the formation of the Southern Zhao army, and the Moon Worship Sect Gu Masters were once again powerful, but they saw countless poisonous insects breaking through the ground from under the feet of the pikemen, wasps, centipedes, poisonous scorpions, human skin flies, and many unknown mosquitoes and flies circling and flying, pounced on the pikemen's exposed skin, and bit wildly.