"General Li, the white pole soldier B in front requests artillery coverage!"

Wang Chengzhu, the head of the Third Town Artillery Team, looked at Li Rui, who was in command in the rear, hesitantly.

As one of the three towns started by Li Xingzhi, the third town is stronger than the seven towns in terms of training and combat effectiveness, so Li Xingzhi put the third town in the Chinese army.

In fact, since the start of the war, the third town has been under great pressure from the Zhenghong Banner, not counting the thirty Manchurian soldiers of Niu Lu in front of him, Dai Shan has also invested in the prestigious swing of teeth in the Chinese army, and now even the heavy cavalry at the bottom of the box has been put into the battlefield, and the huge casualties have made Li Rui's heart bleed.

"Open the cannon, fire the cannon to Lao Tzu! Why didn't his damn Li Bangjie come up yet. ”

In order to prevent the collapse of the hoplite before the hoplites arrived on the battlefield, Li Rui had no choice but to give the order to attack.

The rumbling cannons rang out again, and countless cannons rained down on the defense line of the White Pole Soldier B that had been broken through by the Qing army's heavy cavalry.

One by one, solid lead bullets mercilessly smashed into the dense sea of people in front of the battle, and the Jingbei army and the Qing cavalry gathered together were covered by artillery fire at the same time.

There are more than ten cannons on horseback after hitting the heavy cavalry who are advancing with guns raised, and then they hit the ground and bounced, and smashed into the Jingbei army who was desperately moving forward with spears.

Zhang Dali, who stepped forward with his spear, died peacefully, he was not stoned to death by the cannons of the Jingbei Army, but after piercing the spear in his hand into the war horse of a Manchurian iron horseman, he was slashed and killed by several Manchurian soldiers who rushed up.

"Rush up, rush up, rush to the back of the thieves, attack their artillery team!"

Bai Yintu roared again and again, although the heavy cavalry entered the battlefield, they quickly defeated the Ming thief's five or six hundred spear formation, but he couldn't imagine that Xiao Li Thief was so spicy that he actually shelled the pikemen army formation that was broken through by himself.

The casualties of the iron cavalry under his command made Bai Yintu's heart seem to be dripping blood, and every soldier killed in the battle was the most elite soldier of Zhenghongqi.

Of course, this tragic killing field did not make Bai Yintu afraid, but aroused his ferocity, he wanted to gallop all the way, personally catch the little Li thief who brought huge casualties to Baqi Erlang, and then cut him with a thousand knives to pay tribute to his warriors.

Stepping on the corpses on the ground and rushing through the gunpowder smoke filled by the shelling, Bai Yintu finally broke through the defense line of the spearmen of the second captain of the Jingbei Army with the remaining more than 300 iron cavalry, but what caught his eyes was a defense line composed of steel, and Li Bangjie's iron soldiers finally arrived at the battlefield.

Looking at the iron-clad military array in front of him, looking at the spears and broadswords in the military array, Bai Yintu couldn't help but tremble a little in his heart, he didn't expect that the Ming thief on the opposite side also hid an iron-clad heavy infantry.

Dai Shan, who was stationed on the high slope, clenched his fists, he had been in battle for a long time, and knew that Xiao Li thief must still have hole cards that had not been played, but he was full of confidence in his heavy iron horse, in his opinion, in the face of absolute strength, any hole card would be torn apart by his heavy iron horse.

Dai Shan thought so, Bai Yintu also thought so after stabilizing his mind, he knew that this was the last elite of the little Li thief, as long as this elite was broken, it would be able to seriously hit the morale of the thief, on the contrary, the morale of the party would be raised to the top because of the breakthrough in the middle lane, so the battle of the little Li thief could be determined.

"Kill!"

Bai Yintu, who is known for his bravery, brandished a horse spear and rushed to Li Bangjie at the forefront, according to the armor on Li Bangjie's body, Bai Yintu quickly judged that this person was the leader of this Ming army's iron man, as long as he killed this person, he couldn't say that this line of defense would collapse.

The main general personally rushed into battle, and the heavily armed iron cavalry also rushed with a cavalry spear, and the Manchurian soldiers who rushed to the front of the battle brandished their long knives and rushed straight to the ironclad soldiers in front of the formation like a torrent of cavalry spears.

The war horses galloped faster and faster, and the heavy cavalry of the Qing army, relying on the full set of iron armor on their bodies and the leather armor on their horses, braved the arrows and guns that were constantly being fired and the spears piercing from the wings.

At the moment when they approached the ironclad soldiers, the Qing army's cavalry spears stabbed at those ironclad soldiers.

The moment the cavalry came into contact with the iron armor, the battlefield resounded with a crackling sound and a crisp sound of gold and iron, and the hoplites on the horse were stunned to find that the sharp spears in their hands not only could not pierce the iron armor of the Jingbei Army, but broke the wooden gun in their hands because of the huge squeezing force.

Of course, the ironclad heavy infantry was hit by the cavalry spears swung by the hoplites using the inertia of horsepower, and many people fell backwards, and even many people were knocked into the air with their feet and flew upside down, and then fell on the Jingbei army in the rear with a flutter, or fell to the ground.

Many soldiers were shaken apart by the huge impact, and their mouths, eyes, and noses were covered with blood.

Li Bangjie was not knocked away, when the Qing heavy cavalry was approaching, he turned sideways and let the thunder blow of the Manchurian heavy cavalry with a very eye-catching eye, and then took advantage of the situation to hold the spear of the flying thorn and slammed it fiercely, directly dragging the Manchurian heavy cavalry off the war horse, and the mace full of spikes in his hand was raised high, and then fell heavily, directly bursting the brain of the Qing heavy cavalry, and the blood splashed everywhere.

Raise soldiers for a thousand days, and use soldiers for a while.

Li Xingzhi usually eats and drinks well and spends a lot of money to support this group of ironclad warriors, just to let them be able to attack the city for the Jingbei army at the most critical time.

The ironclad soldiers did not live up to Li Xingzhi's expectations, and after the front was knocked away by the heavy cavalry of the Qing army, the ironclad soldiers in the rear quickly replenished, ignoring those companions who were rolling and wailing on the ground, and directly forced the heavy armored cavalry who were intercepted by their own ironclad soldiers and lowered their equestrian skills.

"Spears stabbing people, big knives and horses, all fucking kill Lao Tzu."

After smashing a Manchurian soldier to death, Li Bangjie's ferocity was also stimulated, and the mace in his hand was like a windmill, and he pounced on a Manchurian heavy horse on his side.

Relying on the protection of iron armor, the soldiers of the Jingbei Army were also not afraid of the heavy armored cavalry of the Qing army who had lost their horsepower, and let their sabers and cavalry spears chop and stab their bodies, and slashed at the Qing army's war horses with long knives regardless of the situation.

The cavalry spears of the Qing army and the spears of the Jingbei army were densely stabbed together, and the battlefield was full of gold and iron.

"Puff, puff!"

The sound of a long knife entering the flesh sounded, although it was protected by leather armor, but the long knife of the ironclad soldier of the Jingbei Army could still cut through the leather armor wrapped around the war horse, and then cut off the leg of the war horse.

One horse after another was cut to the ground, neighing in pain, and one after another Manchurian heavy horsemen rolled off their horses fiercely, then drew their long knives and pounced on the ironclad soldiers in front of them.