"Ao Ye! These firebolts can be fired. "I was about to go up and fight hard, when suddenly there was a loud roar behind me.

Looking back, it was Xiao Zheng Sen, and Ao Canghai remembered. This little guy was specially brought over from Phi Dao by Li Xiao, in order to let him see the bloody battlefield.

Zheng Sen had seen the melee of the warring states of the Wa Kingdom, but he had never seen the majesty of this kind of Tartar iron cavalry charge.

Behind Xiao Zheng Sen were more than 600 Japanese firefighters, and yesterday they arrived at several Japanese ships transporting rice. These musketeers are in charge of the escort! Because of the urgency of the war, there was no time to evacuate.

It's also fucking weird, the primitive arquebuses in the hands of these Japanese soldiers can be fired. But most of the firearms in the hands of those soldiers in Ao Canghai couldn't be fired. I don't know who I have sinned, and there are already soldiers who have decided that they have offended the gods. Get on your knees and say the most devout prayers!

"Will it work?" The heavy cavalry rushing to the front, the sturdy iron armor on their bodies can actually resist some grenade fragments. The shamprapnel clanged on the iron armor, but it did not penetrate much. With the popularity of firearms, the production of nitric acid explosives in Phi Dao was seriously insufficient.

There was no way, Li Xiao could only reduce the charge of the grenade. Anyway, Li Xiao decided that the role of the grenade was more to stop. It's enough to blow someone up, a wounded soldier is far more in need of manpower than a dead soldier.

In this way, the grenade can be thrown farther. But the lethality is not as fierce as before, and when facing the ironclad cavalry, it is still a little difficult.

The cavalrymen in cotton armor in the back rushed up, and the distance was a little closer, and this was not the time to joke.

"It works!" After Zheng Sen finished speaking, he loudly gave the command in the Japanese language.

Six hundred arquebusiers lined up in three rows, the first of which was half kneeling on the ground.

"Igo ......!" The officer leading the team drew his katana and pointed forward, and the muzzles of the two hundred arquebusiers shot a dense burst of flames.

The Tartars had already rushed to a distance of less than eighty paces, and for the cavalry it was a matter of an instant.

The dense projectiles resembled a wall of steel, and the Red Banner cavalry hitting it was like autumn leaves. Eighty paces is enough to maximize the power of the arquebus. The dense formation perfectly compensates for the lack of shooting accuracy.

The iron armor on the Red Banner cavalry was beaten like a sieve. There are a hundred people, and that is the essence of the Zhenghong Flag.

No sooner had the first platoon finished firing than the half-kneeling arquebusiers immediately got up and ran back. Then nervous reloading began, and the second platoon of arquebusiers half-knelt down. With the officer's command, tongues of fire erupted again.

The second row was followed by the third row, and Ao Canghai was surprised to find it. The speed at which these Japanese soldiers were launched in turn was amazing, and the coordination was simply seamless.

It's a fucking ghost, no wonder Li Xiao always cares about these Japanese devils.

Ao Canghai asked himself, he had trained the soldiers for a year, and he didn't cooperate as well as them.

Defeated the first row of ironclad cavalry, the guy in cotton armor in the back was much easier to deal with. Two rounds of grenades came down, and there were men and horses lying on the ice.

The flame from the muzzle of the gun revealed the position of the Wakoku, who had just fought a few rounds. The overwhelming rain of arrows was sprinkled, and the Jurchen cavalry, with the speed of their horses, threw the arrows down from a distance, and the arrows inserted in the ground were like crops in the ground. The armor-piercing cone easily broke through the bamboo armor on the Japanese soldiers, and the arquebusiers who were about to fire fell to the ground screaming.

Ao Canghai took a big shield and covered himself and Zheng Sen, and there were more than a dozen "bangs", "bangs" and "bangs" on the shield. The arrows stuck in the shield looked like a layer of white hair growing from the shield.

Having rushed to the distance where the arrows worked, the defenders of Juehua Island now not only did not have an advantage, but were now very disadvantaged.

Many grenade throwers who were on fire were shot, and before they could throw the grenades in their hands, they exploded in their positions.

Fortunately, according to the order, there is still some distance between the bombardiers. Otherwise, the situation will be even worse.

Dai Shan's face gritted his teeth finally got better, and this time it was a fight. Even his personal guards were dispatched, and finally the tide of battle was now in their favor.

has rushed to the distance where the bow and arrow can play, as long as the knife can be used to work, it will be a fucking win.

Fighting knives, the Jurchens really didn't fear anyone.

"Two yellow flags, follow behind the two red flags to attack." Nurhachi spent his life either on the battlefield or waiting to go to war. How could he let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and gave an order. The two yellow flags, which suffered the smallest losses in this offensive operation, were led by Azig and Dordor to follow the two red flags and charge.

Fireworks continue to explode in the sky, under the brilliant fireworks. The entire ice was covered with black dots running wildly, and Ao Canghai used a big knife. I can't say that I have to fight hard today, since I followed Li Xiao to fight the world. It's just the sharpness of firearms, but I didn't expect to be played with firearms today.

It's as long as the fuck is horizontal and vertical, and Lao Tzu fought with you.

The Tartars were already very close, and a volley of grenades was thrown over. The ground was full of wounded soldiers, and grenades could not blow up the hoplites. It's still no problem to blow up these guys in cotton armor, the smaller steel balls and the smaller charge, although not many are killed.

But there are too many injured people, and the worst one is the guy who was blinded by the explosion. The pain made them lose their minds, and the guy in their hands slashed indiscriminately. After slashing a few of his companions, he was killed by the men behind him.

A big head flew into the sky, and the knife in his hand was still slashing. When he was about to run into the Ming army's position, the corpse fell from his warhorse. At this moment, more than a dozen pieces of shrapnel had already been hit in his body.

Braving flying shrapnel, Shuoto became the vanguard of the whole army. He was wearing heavy armor, and shrenchnel hit him a lot of it and bounced off. Only two grains of lead went down the skirt and into his thighs, and at this time, Shuoto's blood was boiling all over his body, and he didn't feel any pain.

It was already very close to the Ming position, less than thirty paces away.

"Bang" A bullet grazed his shoulder and hit the guard behind him in the face. Ignoring the cold sweat on his head, Shuo Tuo slammed the horse's belly, and the spurs on his feet pierced his beloved war horse.

The frenzied war horse raised its hooves high, and the war horse flew past the horse as if it had wings.

The short spear in his hand was thrown out like a poisonous dragon, nailing a Ming soldier who rushed up with a bayonet to the ice. The man and the horse were still in the air, and the war knife was unsheathed like lightning, and it was wiped along the horse's momentum. The head of a Ming army was split!

The war knife was full of red, white and white brains, and a man and a horse rushed into the Ming army's military formation with a cold wind.

No less than 100 cavalry rushed in behind him, and more than a dozen people were scraped off their horses. The man behind him took out his claws, shook them twice, and threw them on the horse.

The flying claws were wrapped around the horses, and the cavalrymen pulled them apart as they struck.

"Fuck it, brothers. Let the Jurchens be crumbled and taste our bayonets. Ao Canghai spat and ran towards the most fierce guy with a horse chopping knife.

"Jurchen warriors, Houjin rises and dies in this battle! Bai Bajia Lajun rushed with me! Seeing that Shuotuo had opened the gap, Yue Tuo began the final charge with the red flag-studded Baibajiala army.

His mother's road was paved by his brother with blood, and he couldn't let the two red flags and the gang of miscellaneous people take advantage.

A rumbling sound sounded on the ice, and thousands of cavalry with red flags began to charge with Yue Tuo. If they rush in, Juehua Island will be finished.

Ao Canghai didn't have time to take care of those at this time, the fierce guy in front of him was wrapped in iron armor, and he knew that he was a warrior at a glance.

There is no armor on the body, and there is also the advantage of not having armor. When the saber slashed down, Ao Canghai's body jumped away lightly. The saber in his hand slashed horizontally, cutting not a man but the leg of a war horse.

Shuoto felt a neighing of the war horse under his crotch, and his body involuntarily fell forward. Fortunately, the ice is very slippery, and the iron armor on the body is even more slippery. Skate a dozen steps against the ice before you stop.

The frozen ice was harder than stone, and he fell to the ground with all his might. Shuoto felt that every joint in his body hurt to death, and shook his brain to feel a little clearer. Immediately stood up, and saw a horse chopping knife coming towards him.

I wanted to use the saber in my hand to block, but I found that when I fell, the saber had already been taken off.

"When" the heavy chopper smashed into Shuoto's arm, and the pain almost made Shuoto faint.

"Fuck me!" Ao Canghai was also taken aback, this guy's armor is really good. With all his might, he didn't break his iron armor.

Although it didn't break the iron armor, such a knife was enough to break Shuoto's arm.

Seeing the bear light in Shuoto's eyes, he realized that this guy had already stabbed him with a dagger in his other hand. There was no armor on his body, so Ao Canghai hurriedly let go of the horse chopping knife in his hand. Dodging the knife, the bowl's big fist slammed into Shoto's face.

"Bang!" Shuoto felt that the sound had an echo, and his nose must have collapsed. The front teeth may have been knocked out, the whole face was suffocating, and the eyes were full of little stars.

Ao Canghai didn't give him a chance, no matter what he, he would smash it on Shuotuo's head. I don't know how many times I smashed it in a row, only to realize that I actually used a grenade in a panic. The grenade with blood and brains was of decent quality, and it didn't explode even after such a smash.

There was a rumbling sound behind him, and when he looked back, Ao Canghai felt his scalp tingle. Countless Jurchens had already rushed very close, almost a hundred steps away.

This distance was nothing to the cavalry.

Finished! This time it was all over, and then the light of the fireworks, Ao Canghai could even see those hideous faces clearly.