The white-pole soldiers did not line up to meet the enemy, but many of them drove something into the ground with hammers. It was too far away to see clearly, and at this time Li Xiao missed his telescope too much.

The wooden pole of the white pole soldier is very special, there is a special sleeve in the middle of the pole, and the two poles can be connected by the sleeve to become a long pole three or four meters long. The front end of the long rod is a hammer head, and behind it is a round iron ring. The iron ring was connected to the iron anchor nailed into the ground, and the two men held the long pole tightly and faced the Eight Banners without fear.

Behind him, a group of strong men rushed out, holding large shields in their hands to protect these pole-wielding men. More quickly removed the stones from the wagons with holes.

The stones are about half a meter square and have more than a dozen holes on all sides. The white pole soldiers carried the stones to a place about twenty meters in front of the formation, and then filled them with brute knives with blades on both sides. Under the sun, the blade glowed blue, obviously quenched with poison. More than two hundred of these stones formed a separation zone in front of the military formation. As long as the war horse breaks through, the horse's legs don't want it.

Originally, in the morning, Li Xiao also laughed at the white pole soldiers for pulling so many stones for the mullahs. Now I know that this is a sharp weapon for the white pole soldiers against the cavalry.

As soon as the stones were settled, the arrows of the Eight Banners rained down. Several slower-handed white-pole soldiers were shot to the ground, and a group of guys with shields in their hands rushed out to retrieve the guys who were wounded by the arrows.

By the time the white pole soldiers placed the stones, the Eight Banners had already begun to charge. Li Xiao had to admire the courage of this generation of soldiers, and the timing of this placement needed to be just right, because it was impossible for the cavalry charge to stop at will. If the cavalry in front tried to stop, they would be knocked down by those behind, and then both men and horses would be trampled into pulp.

Sure enough, the Eight Banners even saw the roadblock in front of them. I didn't dare to stop, so I could only rush forward!

The war horse rushed to the front of the white-pole soldier formation, and was the first iron-clad general. Lifting the reins violently, the war horse under the crotch jumped into the air. I just crossed the barrier, almost at the same time as I jumped. The short spear in his hand was thrown like lightning, and he pinned a white pole soldier to the ground before he had time to climb back.

The Eight Banners Iron Rider behind him is even more like this. The steadon crossed the obstacle and threw a short spear in his hand. Attacking those unprotected white pole soldiers, many people were shot down in the white pole soldier formation for a while.

These are the elite Red Bajia Lama troops in the Eight Banners Army, and they naturally have crossed these obstacles. But the Eight Banners behind them are obviously not as elite as them. Many people's horses had their legs cut off, and their horses fell to the ground. People will be thrown up and flying by inertia, and this is the big winter. The ground was as hard as stone, and it was time to be in close contact with Mother Earth. At least it's a life that can't take care of itself!

Li Xiao saw that after many Eight Banners soldiers fell, they didn't even struggle and didn't even lie on the ground and didn't move.

But the people behind them seemed to be invisible, and rushed forward one after another to the army formation of the white pole soldiers. They wielded spears and sabers in their hands, and their mouths roared like beasts. He was not afraid of the crossbow arrows coming from the pavement, and the fierceness that regarded death as life was shocking.

At a distance of more than twenty meters, the war horse continued to charge. As if he couldn't see the tip of the spear piercing out of the shield array, the man and the horse slammed into it without the slightest hesitation.

The Tartar general, who was the leader, knocked the white pole soldier with a large shield in both hands into the air, and the spear in his hand pierced out and opened a gap in the shield array. Throwing away the spear that hung with the corpse, the war horse crossed the great shield that had not yet fallen. The man and the horse were still in the air, and the saber had already split the head of another shieldman.

"Holy, so fierce!" I used to hear people say in the post bar that the Eight Banners were the strongest army on the surface of the earth in that era. Li Xiao still didn't believe it, but now Li Xiao believes it. Salhu failed, Fushun was lost, and Shenyang was lost. I really can't blame this generation of Ming soldiers, they are not facing people, but a group of crazy people who take other people's lives seriously and don't take their own lives seriously.

Hiltai felt his blood burning, and behind him was the elite Red Bajia Army of the Eight Banners. At that time, Salhu was the first to rush into Juniper's military formation. He was also on the cliff of Jilin, and personally cut off the head of the Ming general Juniper.

The Ming army in front of him is just another dazzle on his red roof. Today he was the first to storm into Shenyang City, if the Ming army was defeated here. Three-eyed dazzle his wear is set!

With his subordinates rushing left and right, Hiltai was like entering a no-man's land. The saber in his hand was curled, and he wielded his mace. This thing is not as good as a sabre, but it is strong and durable, but it is a little laborious. But at this time, I can't take care of so much.

Break the Ming army's military formation, and they will run all over the mountains like sheep. At that time, you just let the horse chase by yourself. Sheep, how can they cause trouble for wolves.

The Red Bajia Lama army followed Hiltai and rushed forward in a frontal formation. Hiltai is the sharpest arrow of the Red Bajia Lajun, and he relies on the iron armor to rush forward desperately. He decided that the Ming army's military formation would be crushed by their ferocious charge, just like the Ming army he had encountered before. Prior to this, they had already broken through countless Ming army formations.

But this time, they met their opponents.

Before he could break through the shield array, he encountered those guys holding three or four meters long poles. The long poles in the hands of these guys were aimed at the charging Hiltai, who had just smashed the head of a Ming soldier. When I turned my head, I found a hammer on top of it. By this time, it was too late, and his chest was straightened.

Hiltai felt as if he was flying, and there was a great pain in his sternum. In the air, he saw more than a dozen of his own soldiers, like himself, being knocked off their horses.

The huge momentum could have knocked the white pole flying, but the iron ring behind the white pole was tightly connected to the iron anchor nailed to the ground. No matter how strong the force of the collision was, it could not make the iron anchor nailed to the ground roll over.

As soon as Hiltai fell to the ground, a group of people with hammers in their hands rushed out of the Ming army. Hiltai and his guards smashed down headlessly, Hiltai covered his head with both hands, and the hammer slammed into his arm. Through the iron armor, he could hear the sound of bones shattering.

The iron armor on the Red Bajia Lama Army is invulnerable, and the arrows cannot be injured. But they are most afraid of weapons like hammers, and these guys are still very lacking in morality. After a few sharp pains in the legs. Hiltai nearly fainted in pain, his arm bent at an eerie angle, unable to protect his head any longer.

A black hammer head that grows from small to big in his eyes.

The last sensation was a huge impact on his brain, and before he could even feel the pain, he lost consciousness.