Seeing this, the remaining Yuan army was immediately frightened and numb.

"Kill!"

Seeing this, Chen Baodao, who had already been on standby, immediately led the elite soldiers of the Xuanfeng Battalion to take the lead in the killing, and the rebel soldiers on the front line immediately followed.

The battle line, which was still crumbling just now, was turned around in an instant.

The morale of the righteous army was greatly boosted, and the Yuan army in front of them screamed again and again.

"Let's go!"

Seeing this, Zhu Han hurriedly moved to the other side with artillery, and after Chen Baodao's selection battalion opened the situation, it also followed closely.

Rumble!!

Rumble!

On the scorching front, the roar of artillery rang out from time to time.

Such a light and powerful artillery is the nemesis of all densely arrayed infantry.

The offensive momentum of the Yuan army was almost half contained by Zhu Han's use of artillery.

Even the new force of the Yuan army that rushed out of the mountains and forests on both sides did not carry two rounds under the artillery bombardment.

Rumble!

Rumble!!

Two rounds of shotgun fire instantly killed and wounded the most elite Yuan soldiers in front, and the remaining Yuan soldiers dodged when they saw this.

"Rubbish! Don't run! ”

Seeing this, Hardy, the general of the Yuan army, was immediately furious.

As the younger brother of Aru Ash, Hardy wants to bear the notoriety of being a coward deserter.

He struggled to boost morale and led the elite of the Yuan army to desperately storm the flanks of the rebels.

Zhu Han soon set his sights on this extremely tenacious and ferocious general of the Yuan Army.

"Hu Yiba!" Zhu Han shouted.

"Your Excellency!" Hu Yiba hurriedly rushed over.

Zhu Han pointed to the general of the Yuan army in front of him with his hand, "That Tartar is very rampant, give me a shot for him!" ”

Hu Yiba glanced at it, it happened to be within the attack distance of the scattered bullets, and he only needed to increase the shooting angle, and he should be able to hit.

"Yes!"

Hu Yiba hurriedly instructed the gunner to load, and then desperately shook the screw to increase the angle of the gun.

After confirming the distance again, Hu Yiba immediately lit the fuse.

After a puff of snorting white smoke.

Rumble!

A cannon rang out, and hundreds of shotguns shot straight away.

Hardy, who was screaming and fighting, only felt as if several sledgehammers had smashed on him, causing him to fall backwards, followed by a sharp pain.

Hardy felt a sharp pain in his legs, stomach, and chest, and lost sensation in one arm.

He tried to struggle to get up, but as soon as his eyes were closed, he was completely dead.

As soon as Hardy died, the Yuan army on the flank was suddenly in chaos, and originally wanted to impact the flank of the Red Turban Army, but now it became a barely supportive force.

After a cannon shot, Hardy disappeared into the chaos along with his flag.

When Aru Ash saw it from a distance, he was immediately terrified!

"Hardy!!"

"Red Turban Thief, take your life!"

Aru Ash knew that his brother Hardy was unlucky, and he was immediately furious.

He drew his scimitar and prepared to lead the army into attack.

"Ahma, come with me and crush these red turban thieves!"

Aru Ash shouted loudly and led the Yuan cavalry to charge forward.

As the horn of the Yuan army sounded, the infantry troops in front of them gave way one after another to facilitate the charge of these cavalry.

The galloping horse's hooves shook the earth, and the already chaotic rebel front was about to face the deadly charge of the Yuan cavalry.

Everyone hurriedly retracted their formation, and any single fight in front of the cavalry was an act of death.

Even so, there was panic among the rebels.

The charging momentum of thousands of cavalry can be described as a sense of earth-shaking coercion.

Suddenly!

Just as the soldiers of the rebel army were nervous, a cheer came from the array.

"Marshal Wan Sheng!"

"Hooray!"

In the midst of the cheers, Zhu Yuanzhang rode on a horse and brandished a long sword to boost morale.

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was calm, and he shouted loudly.

"The Tartar archery is so bad that it only hit my mount!"

Many of the rebel soldiers originally thought that Marshal Zhu Yuanzhang had really been shot, and they were all full of fear, but now seeing Zhu Yuanzhang appearing intact, all doubts disappeared, and the morale of the rebel soldiers was even higher.

"Kill!"

With the roar of the rebel soldiers, all kinds of spears and repulsors were erected diagonally in front of the array.

In front of a jungle of spears, no matter how fierce the Mongolian cavalry was, they did not dare to crash headlong into it and send them to death.

Seeing that there was no chance to take advantage of it, Aru Ash led the cavalry to hurriedly shoot a round of feathered arrows, and then rushed diagonally to the flank.

"Marshal, the Tartars are out of recruitment, it's our turn!" Seeing this, Xu Da immediately said to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang helped two spears behind him and fixed them in the saddle, otherwise he would not be able to maintain his balance at all, and the severe pain did not make him lose his mind.

He observed the battle situation and knew that Xu Da had a point.

The last cavalry charge of the Tartars was also ineffective, indicating that they had no confidence to win.

Coupled with Zhu Han's use of artillery to bombard the strongest part of the Tartar soldiers, their morale had already plummeted.

Now all it takes is a powerful counterattack to counter the Tartars.

"Xu Da, you can fight!"

Zhu Yuanzhang gave an order.

"The last general obeys!"

Xu Da said excitedly.

As the most elite cavalry of the righteous army and the Longxing pro-army, Xu Da led this force down the mountain like a tiger, and instantly dispersed the front of the Yuan army.

The chaotic Yuan army was unable to reorganize the counteroffensive at all, and could only allow the situation to collapse.

Even if there were a few brave generals organizing a counterattack array, the artillery commanded by Zhu Han would immediately appear and bombard the dense array.

The flesh and blood of the Yuan army, where is the opponent of artillery, after several struggles, no one in the Yuan army dared to fight back.

"Defeated!"

"Run!"

"Run for your life!"

In a panicked scream, Meng Yuanbu's army was completely defeated.

Aru Ash led the Mongol cavalry to fight on the flank, preparing to attack the Red Turban Army around the rear, but suddenly saw a rout in front of him.

"Defeated?"

Aru Ash was simply unwilling to accept this fact.

He still has more than 3,000 Mongol and Semu iron horsemen in his hands, how can it be said that he has been defeated.

"Ahma!" Aru Ash roared angrily, ready to let Ahma lead his army to desperately attack the flank of the Red Turban Thief, maybe he could save the defeat.

However, Ahma, who had always been obedient, refused this order.

"My lord, the morale of the thief army has soared, and there is that deadly fire, you can't fight anymore, it's better to go back to Chuzhou and rely on the city as the best policy!"

Aru Ash was about to scold, when he turned his head and saw that all the soldiers had the same expressions as Ahma.

He knew that he had really lost this battle.

"My lord, if you don't leave, it's too late!"

Ahmad said loudly as he pointed into the distance.

Aru Gray looked up and saw that an elite Red Turban Army had already cut through the array of the Yuan Army's rout, and rushed straight into Qingyuan Town.

Once the Red Turban Army occupies Qingyuan Town, the 3,000 cavalry of Aru Gray will not be able to escape, and they can only go to drill ravines.

In the ravine, there is no grain and grass, and walking for two or three days is a dead end.

Seeing this, Aru Ash could only grit his teeth and order.