Behind these Mengyuan armor soldiers, there was also a cavalry of more than 2,000 people following from afar, just outside the range of the bow and crossbow.

Zhu Han knew that they were ready to attack the weak points of the rebel army at any time.

"Hu Yiba, you go and bring all the sweet wine jars!" Zhu Han said loudly.

"Yes, my lord!" Hu Yiba immediately turned over and left.

The liqueur jar is the secret weapon for distilling spirits mixed with sucrose.

Although the price is really expensive, after all, spirits and cane sugar are very expensive things, but they are really good mixed and burned.

Zhu Han also specially made a batch of jars this time to hold this 'sweet wine'.

Soon, Hu Yiba brought all the cans of sweet wine.

There were probably more than a hundred fist-sized jars of sweet wine.

If it's bigger, it's not good for throwing, and if it leaks, it won't be too threatening.

At this moment, there was a dull sound of collision and fighting in front of me.

Zhu Han knew that the real battle between the Righteous Army and the Meng Yuan Army had begun.

Kill!

Kill!

With a roar, the elites of both sides started to fight in the front row.

All kinds of spears and swords come and go, harvesting the lives of each other's soldiers.

This Mongolian infantry army is composed of Mongolians and Semu people, they are all living in the Jiangbei area of Henan Province as Mongolian Daru Huachi soldiers and horses for generations, and they have been practicing martial arts with good food and drink since childhood, which can be described as the real elite.

On the side of the righteous army, except for the three thousand dragon xing army that can match it, most of the remaining troops are almost in flames.

A short period of training is simply not enough to make up for the difference in combat strength between the two sides.

Soon, on the front of the rebel army, there were several wavers.

If it weren't for the main general Zhu Yuanzhang personally supervising the battle in the front army, maybe there would have been a rout.

Such a scene, not only Zhu Han saw it, but also Aru Gray in the distance.

"Haha, these dog thieves! I thought I had a lot of ability, but it turned out that it was just like this, five thousand armor soldiers have already made them like this, it seems that it is time for the whole army to attack!"

Aru Smirked.

Immediately, he gave an order, and all the Mengyuan soldiers and horses in Qingyuan Town began to line up, ready to press the whole army.

Aru Gray's younger brother Hardy led 5,000 soldiers and horses to ambush on the periphery, and this time he only left 3,000 soldiers and horses to garrison the camp in Qingyuan Town, and the other 7,000 soldiers and horses were all sent out to attack the Red Turban Army.

As the battle raged, the Mengyuan forward armor soldiers began to gradually gain a foothold, and they gradually encroached on the front of the rebel army, and began to open a gap for the follow-up soldiers and horses to support.

Zhu Yuanzhang saw the changes in the front of the righteous army, and he was anxious in his heart.

"Don't retreat, let's kill with us!"

Zhu Yuanzhang roared loudly and led the pro-soldier team to start the battle in person.

Under the encouragement of the commander-in-chief, the rebels barely held on.

But the gap in combat power between the two sides may not last long.

Zhou Dexing, who was next to Zhu Han, saw this, and immediately sweated profusely.

"Seventy-five, send troops to support quickly!"

Zhou Dexing blurted out anxiously.

Zhu Han didn't agree, "The rear army can't move, there must still be ambush soldiers in the Tartars, not to mention that more troops behind the Tartars haven't come up yet, if we press the rear army now, then we will have no reserves, and once the war changes again, it will be over." ”

When Zhou Dexing heard it, he knew that what Zhu Han said made sense, but it did not alleviate the anxiety in his heart in the slightest.

They are old brothers who acted with Brother Zhu Yuanzhang, and they have a life-and-death relationship.

"So what do we do!?" Zhou Dexing hurriedly asked.

"Hu Yiba!" Zhu Han shouted loudly.

"My lord, the last general!" Hu Yiba hurriedly responded.

Zhu Han rode on his horse, pointed to several positions on the front line with his hand, and ordered loudly.

"Take the sapper team, smash these 'sweet wine jars' on the head of the Tartar!"

The positions he pointed to were the most ruthless places for Meng Yuanjia's soldiers.

Only by giving them a head-on blow can the pressure on the rebel front be relieved.

Zhou Dexing has seen the power of these 'sweet wine cans', and his heart is very itchy.

"Brother, let me go too, keep and burn those dog tartars!" Zhou Dexing pleaded in a low voice.

Zhu Han didn't intend to agree at all.

"Brother Zhou, these sweet wine cans are very dangerous, Hu Yiba and they have been trained and will not throw them on their heads, if you make a mistake, then you will pit ourselves!" Zhu Han said firmly.

Zhou Dexing is full of interest in all powerful weapons.

After hearing this answer, Zhou Dexing felt very regretful in his heart, so he could only stretch his neck and stare at Hu Yiba's figure, planning to take a closer look at the 'sweet wine jar' to enjoy the power.

On the front line of the righteous army, Zhu Yuanzhang slashed and killed the Meng Yuan armor soldiers who rushed in, and the saber originally inlaid with gems was thrown away because of the gap.

"Kill!"

Zhu Yuanzhang stabbed to death another Mengyuan soldier who broke into the battle.

The soldiers behind him hurriedly held their shields in front of him and parried a fatal stab for him.

"Shouldn't we let the rear army press on it?"

Zhu Yuanzhang retreated to the rear of the battle line, panting and thinking.

The rear army is a reserve, and once it is all pressed, not only will the back be unable to guard against a sudden enemy situation, but once the battle is unfavorable, it will also lose the initiative.

However, now that the fighting on the front has gradually exposed the problems of the rebels, more Tartar soldiers and horses in the distance are also ready to move, and if these Tartar armor soldiers are not quickly repulsed, the enemy will be pressed by the whole army.

By that time...... It's the real danger.

Just when Zhu Yuanzhang was going to send someone to inform Zhu Han and ask him to send a rear army to press him.

Suddenly.

A panicked scream sounded in the Meng Yuan array not far away.

Immediately after, a fierce orange flame burst out among the Mengyuan soldiers.

The Mengyuan soldiers who were tightly arrayed were suddenly killed and wounded.

Many of them were covered in fierce flames, giving off the smell of burnt flesh.

A smell of barbecue wafted across the battlefield.

"What's the situation!?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was surprised and delighted when he saw this.

The rebel soldiers were also greatly encouraged and cheered one after another.

This was just the beginning, and then more and more deflagration flames exploded in the Meng Yuan array.

The terrifying flames can not only burn violently, but also stick to the body and it is difficult to shake off at all, and there is no other way to extinguish the fire than the burning Mengyuan soldiers who take off their armor in horror.

The flames on some of the Mengyuan soldiers were extremely intense, and they couldn't take off their armor quickly, so they had to throw away their weapons and roll on the ground to try to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

As a result, the Mengyuan front, which was originally neatly arrayed, was suddenly in chaos.