The addition of artillery changed the reality that the Ming army could only be beaten passively at the beginning of the war, preventing the Wara cavalry from cutting in. Powerful shells fell, often accompanied by several or even a dozen dead and wounded, and under the cover of artillery fire, the attack of the Warat cavalry immediately caused a riot.

"Warriors of Warat, change direction and concentrate on attacking the direction without artillery!"

"Oh oh

"Kill them! The prosperous Daming is all ours! ”

The leaders such as the king of Saikan quickly adjusted their tactics and reorganized their men to charge in a direction that was not covered by shells.

As old opponents, they were well aware of the configuration of the Ming army's firearms, the artillery could only be used in a fixed position, and it was difficult to adjust, once this range was bypassed, the artillery was no longer a threat.

As the Varat changed formations, the Shenji Camp also changed, and cannons appeared from behind the crowd, and the number was comparable to that of the first round.

In front of Chen Huai's horse, the governor and the governor knew that with his order, the fuse was ignited, and the cannonballs whistled out, just as Zhang Fu expected. For a while, the formation of the Warat cavalry was chaotic, and the continuous shelling was enough to remind them of the history of being dominated by the Great Ming Firearms.

"Warriors! Rush away from the Ming army with me! Kill one person and reward a pair of cattle and sheep! Take down the noble officials of the Ming Kingdom and reward the official body, and capture the Emperor of the Ming Kingdom and give him a knighthood! "The king of Saikan led the main cavalry force, and when the formation was disrupted by artillery, he kept speaking to stabilize people's hearts.

It was also at this time that the gun was slow to reload, the barrel was slow to cool, and the angle was fixed and could not be adjusted as soon as possible. Under the leadership of the Saikan King, the somewhat chaotic formation of the Warat cavalry was re-stabilized.

The reins that were also held tightly first were slowly released until the king of the saikan led the re-formation of a cavalry charge.

"Haha! Good brother, after this battle, my brother will personally celebrate your achievements! ”

Zhang Fu also got up excitedly for a while, and even thought in his heart: In case the Wara soldiers are scared, the time for the change of victory and defeat will come. However, the heavens did not fulfill the wishes, and Warat soon re-established the direction of the attack.

Zhang Fu immediately ordered: "Let Gu Xingzu act according to the plan." The herald vanished.

The distance of 100 zhang, for the cavalry's charging speed, only takes more than ten seconds, and the battlefield can be said to be instantaneous.

Fifty zhang, thirty zhang, twenty zhang, ten zhang!

And Zhang Fu has also prepared weapons such as artillery, firearms, rockets, bows and arrows, and crossbow arrows according to the range of firearms.

All attacked in accordance with the three-line shooting method pioneered by Mu Ying, a tactic that was two hundred years ahead of the West, was squandering its power at this time, and Warat paid a heavy price just to cross the fire coverage, leaving 10,000 corpses in front of the most advanced firearms.

As the distance approached, more and more of the Warat cavalry were killed, but the blood red in the eyes of the Warat people gradually rose, which inspired the wildness of the nomads.

Correspondingly, the soldiers of the three battalions who had not fought against the Mongol tribes for more than ten years, faced the enemy who was not afraid of death, and the hands of the soldiers in front of the battle became more and more trembling, and their faces were covered with cold sweat.

Finally......

"Bang!" With a bang, the king of Saikan rode a tall war horse and slammed into the shield wall full of spears, and the war horse neighed and fell to the ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! The crashing sound rang out.

The king of the race abandoned the war horse under his crotch, jumped into the hinterland of the Ming army, flipped the big knife in his hand, and cleared out an empty space in front of him in an instant. The cavalry behind him rushed into the military formation along the torn opening, and the layers of defense were like paper being torn apart, and a sharp knife was inserted into the "heart" of the Ming army.

In the shadow of the defeat of the past few days, some people began to throw away their weapons and strip off their armor.

"I surrender, don't kill me."

The belongings on their bodies were thrown directly to the ground, and after the originally fierce cavalry saw the money, their faces flushed one by one, and they shouted excitedly, no longer ignoring the Ming army in front of them, and competing to snatch the yellow and white things.

The Warat cavalry seemed to have a tacit understanding and did not kill the surrendered Ming army, which also made more and more Ming troops surrender.

The rout came so quickly and so quickly...... But there was no one to fight, and they all disarmed and stripped their clothes to die, or ran into the camp, piled up like a mountain. Fortunately, the Hu people are greedy for profit and do not specialize in killing.

Zhang Fu's body is shaky, and he is ready to fail, and he has failed more than once in his career as a horse for so many years. But he didn't understand, why didn't the elite of the Ming Dynasty in front of him even have a decent resistance? Are these still the three major battalions created by Taizong?

But doesn't Zhang Fu know? How many corrupt officials eat soldier flesh and drink soldier blood! Those men who defend their families and the country can't even eat a full meal!

Even the January military rations distributed by the pro-levy, only half of them were left in the hands of the soldiers, and the salaries of the past were even less! Juntian was annexed, and even supporting his family was a problem.

Zhang Fuluo pulled out the sword of the Son of Heaven, stood on the dragon chariot, and shouted loudly: "The sons and daughters of the Ming Dynasty, for the sake of their parents, wives and children, and for the sake of the people of the Ming Dynasty!" Kind, come with me! Kill! ”

As the saying goes, defeat is like a mountain, and in the face of a chaotic battlefield, the role of military orders is minimal. The rebel army kept retreating, and gradually rushed into the camp, and the overseers could only aim their cannons at their own people. After a few roars, the Chinese army finally stabilized.

"Whoever takes a step back, slash! Those who kill a thief will be rewarded with ten taels of silver, and two people will be given official bodies, and there is no cap! Under the heavy reward, Zhang Fu took the lead, followed by the prince and the noble, and laid the blood of the Ming soldiers on the blade of Wara, and the only remaining elite of the Chinese army was exhausted.

The emperor was surrounded by guards and stood under the big guard, and Wang Zhen beat the war drums with his own hands.

Countless soldiers looked at the position of the drums, and the dragon flag fluttered like a blazing flame, and finally allowed the completely dispersed army to re-establish some weak resistance.

The huge gap in combat power still makes the Warat cavalry feel like no one, and there is chaos everywhere.

His eyes swept over the chaotic battlefield, and Zhu Qizhen recalled the scene before leaving the camp in his mind.

Zhang Fu and Xiao Weizhen of the right temple of Dali Temple knelt in front of him, and there were only three of them in the room at that time.

"Your Majesty, you are my Emperor Ming! It is also the foundation of Kyushu Wanfang. You can't risk it anyway! The Beijing army has been peaceful for a long time, and it is no longer as strong as Taizu Taizong!

In order to protect my Daming foundation, and also for my generals, please let Lord Xiao stay in the imperial palace on your behalf, so as to be safe! ”

"Minister Xiao Weizhen, please allow the emperor!" Xiao Weizhen then knocked his head heavily on the ground.

Xiao Weizhen was originally the one who killed Yu Qian in the future, and Zhu Qizhen did not have a good impression of him, even if Xiao Weizhen wanted to risk his life to attract Warat for him.

But now he hesitated, this person who was about to die, for this era, the fault should be the later Zhu Qizhen. For him, it may really be that the king is more important than everything! The people of this era are both respectable and sad.

Zhu Qizhen was dressed in the uniform of an ordinary soldier, and surrounded Wu Jin like a personal soldier, and the tragic battle made him feel terrified: the wails of the wounded soldiers, the stumps and broken arms all over the ground, and even the brains, internal organs, and intestines were all around, and the stench between the wings of his nose was sky-high.

Being on the battlefield, as if awakening the most vulnerable side of a person, Zhu Qizhen subconsciously avoided the scene of the fight, but the red blood had not yet coagulated, flowing with the terrain. The red streams are constantly connected, gradually converging into rivers of blood.

"Your Majesty, you must follow me!" Wu Jin said without replying.

Zhu Qizhen didn't speak, just rushed forward with the urging horse, and his mind was already blank.

Wu Jin in front comforted again: "Your Majesty, don't worry, with Lord Xiao attracting the attention of the Hu people, there are no enemy troops in front of us, and we will be able to rush out of the center of the battlefield in a few moments." ”

Most of the people walking in the direction of Juyong Pass were the Ming army, and the large army of Warat had been attracted by the Chinese army, and there were only a few Warat cavalry on the periphery.

"Yes." Zhu Qizhen looked over, and Long Yuan was surrounded by a heavy siege.

"Whew!" Suddenly, an arrow roared out of nowhere, and then a huge force struck, and Zhu Qizhen was thrown under the horse. First a deep fear arose, fear and anger, and anger swelled up, only to be extinguished by the scarlet dripping on his face.

A soldier wearing the uniform of the 3,000 battalion was lying on top of him at this time, his chest already soaked with blood. The mouth and nose opened silently, gushing scarlet, and it seemed that there was only air out and no air in.

Zhu Qizhen's eyes moved, and he saw that the soldier's heart had been pierced by a long arrow. And if there was no obstacle from him just now, it was himself who had the arrow stuck in his body at this moment, and Zhu Qizhen's vision was quickly blocked by the shield.

Holding a shield in his hand was his own guard, blocking the rain of arrows flying overhead.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, are you alright? Fan Zhong shouted in front of Zhu Qizhen's eyes: "Quick, lift this brother up." ”

The man on his body was quickly lifted, and seeing the bright red on Zhu Qizhen's chest, Fan Zhong and the others were immediately shocked.

"Your Majesty, you can't have anything!" Fan Zhong touched Zhu Qizhen with a pair of big hands.

"Quick, what about the medic? Let the medic come over! The calm Guo Mao shouted from the side.

Zhu Qizhen finally reacted, pushed away the support of several people, and blocked the soldier's wound with both hands, but he couldn't stop the blood from gushing out.

shouted: "Brother, hold on, I will treat your injuries, I will give you an official knight!" I want you to live! Don't sleep! Don't sleep! ”

But he could only see that the soldier couldn't utter a word, and only blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Guo Mao asked with a sigh of relief after seeing the situation clearly.

Zhu Qizhen raised his head suddenly, and grabbed Guo Mao with both hands: "Save him for me!" Heal him! I will give you an official and a knight, and I will give you a wife and a son! ”

I saw Guo Mao's hand poking out of the soldier's neck, kneeling on the ground with a bitter face, Zhu Qizhen pulled out his sword and roared: "I let you save him!" I asked you to save him! ”

Guo Mao said a little indifferently: "Your Majesty, he is dead, please take care of the dragon body!" ”

Zhu Qizhen, who seemed to have been pierced in the heart by a needle, roared angrily, and raised his sword to slash. But Fan Zhong hugged it.

"Your Majesty, people can't be resurrected after death, if you don't wake up again, it's not just this brother who will die!" Fan Zhong cried out and woke up the stunned Zhu Qizhen.

After Zhu Qizhen stood in the chaotic battlefield for a moment, he put down the long sword in his hand, looked at the soldier blankly and muttered, "Why? Why is it that others are reborn and cross to turn the tide and help the building to fall, but I owe so many people's lives first? ”