"Bang ......"

The Ming army's three-eyed gun does not need to use any strength when firing, and at this time it can better play the advantage of long-range shooting, on the other hand, many people in Jianyu can't even pull the bow away, even if they can barely pull it away, the power of the arrows shot has decreased a lot.

However, the Jianyu elite generally wears heavy armor, which is composed of several layers of armor, and has a very strong defense.

Unless it is a very close distance, it is difficult to penetrate with the power of the three-eyed gun, but the number of three-eyed guns is large, and the three-eyed gun in each soldier's hand can fire three projectiles, which can be fired single or at the same time.

With a crisp sound like fried beans, the projectiles rained down on the oncoming Jianyu.

After some of them were shot, they were fine with a slight shock to their bodies, while others let out a painful scream and fell off their horses, which was the unarmored part of their body that was hit.

The horse that was shot in its body neighed in pain, became furious, and even threw off its owner on horseback.

Although he suffered some losses, Jianyu was not affected much, and continued to rush forward frantically, rushing towards the Ming cavalry that had finished fighting, and the two sides instantly met each other.

As soon as there was a collision, the cavalry of the Ming army, which bore the brunt of the attack, fell off their horses one after another, and had to admit that in this kind of close combat, whether it was on a horse or under a horse, there was still a big gap between the Ming army and the elite Jianqing.

Zu Dashou, who had a lot of fights with Jianyu, had a deep understanding of this, but he did not flinch, and waved his hand to Zu Kefa on the side and said, "It's your turn." ”

"Yes." Zu Kefa gave up his hand, hurriedly responded to the order, and then led the elite of the ancestral family to rush out.

These family members were built by the ancestors with a lot of money, and a bright set of heavy armor alone is worth a lot of money.

And they rarely participated in the attack on Jianyu during this time, and Zu Dashou tried his best to let them recharge their energy in case of emergency, which is now.

Five hundred elite family members rushed towards the left flank of the Azig department like a sharp knife, and the Derge class recognized it as the ancestral family member at a glance, and his expression suddenly froze, and he wanted to save it.

But as soon as he moved, Cao Wenzhao, who had been staring at him, rushed directly towards his flank, and in desperation, he could only lead his troops to deal with the threat he was facing first.

One of the Jialazhen on the left flank of the Azig division hurriedly shouted, quickly broke away from the main formation, and led his subordinates around him to meet him.

With a frantic roar and curses, as well as screams of pain, this time it was reversed, and the casualties of Jianyu were greater than those of the ancestral family.

This is because the combat quality of these elite families is not weaker than that of Jianyu, and even if there is a gap, it is very limited.

What's more, now that they have the upper hand, and Jian Yu is exhausted, in this life-and-death struggle, the slightest deficiency may directly affect the ending.

The two sabers slammed into each other, and the Jianyu soldiers, who looked more burly, did not take any advantage, and their wrists slammed violently, and the war knives almost came out of their hands.

A feeling of exhaustion hit him, making him slightly in a trance, at this moment, his pupils shrank sharply, only to see a cold light flash in front of him, and then the strength in his body seemed to be drained in an instant.

His body crooked, and he fell straight from the horse's back, blood pouring out of the cut in his neck like a fountain.

"Ah......" A family member waved the knife and stick in his hand and smashed it the chest of Jianlu in front of him.

With a pop, the thick heavy armor couldn't resist this ferocious blow, and the Jianyu soldier opened his mouth on the spot and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell off the horse directly.

"Kill, kill......" Najia La'e Zhen let out an angry roar as he saw his soldiers fall one by one.

Because Jianlu is based on Niu Lu, many people in the same Niu Lu know each other, even relatives, and normal people will suffer when they see someone they know die in front of them.

The extreme anger made some of the Jianyu indeed burst out with some potential, and the mace in the hand of the Jia La'e Zhen smashed fiercely into the abdomen of a family member, acting on the internal organs through the heavy armor.

This Ding only felt a sweetness in his throat, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth instantly, but he was also a ruthless person, and he didn't wait for Najia La'e Zhen to pull the mace back, grabbed the rod of the mace with both hands, pressed it in the direction of his body, and held it deadly.

This armor was really twitched, but he couldn't withdraw it instantly, his face changed slightly, and just as he was about to use all his strength, a sharp knife flashed, and he watched as half of his arm left his body.

"Ah......h

With a bang, a mace slammed into his head, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"Lord Alha is dead." Someone in the crowd shouted in horror, causing a commotion.

Obviously, Jianlu is not not afraid of death, and they will also be afraid when the war does not go well.

killed a senior general of the other side, and the morale of the ancestral family was greatly shaken, and the remaining Jianyu was defeated and retreated.

On the other side, although Azig was fierce, he killed more than a dozen Ming soldiers by himself, but he was becoming more and more powerless, and two of the war horses under him died.

If it weren't for the protection of his own soldiers around him, he would probably have hated it.

Although the situation on the Derg and Dolgon's side was slightly better, there was no hope of victory.

"No return, no ......"

The confidence of some of the Mongol cavalry was greatly affected, and they couldn't help but want to retreat, and the Jian, who was supervising the battle in the rear, roared loudly, driving them to continue the attack.

If you don't obey at all, you will be cut off without hesitation.

Suddenly, with a bang, Azig clutched his right eye and let out a cry of pain, blood running down between his fingers.

One of his own soldiers stood in front of him and took a fatal stab for him, while the other soldiers turned Azig's horse's head to cover his retreat while blocking the Ming army's attack.

"Ah......h

However, he should be glad that the Ming army's three-eyed gun was filled with scattered bullets, otherwise, his head would have been blown out.

"Master, quickly withdraw, you can't fight any more."

Azig gritted his teeth and roared, "Rendezvous with the Derg." ”

Haughty, he was still reluctant to give the order to retreat.

So, his own soldiers fought to cover him and move closer to the Derg, while the other soldiers under his command helped to cushion the rear.

When Derge learns that Azig has lost his right eye and is no longer able to fight, he is horrified.

Dolgon's expression was grieved and angry, and he hurriedly drove his horse to visit his brother, who was already much haggard, and let out a low wail from time to time.

Azig's wounds dealt a great blow to Jianlu, and the Derge class did not have the confidence to fight any longer, so he immediately ordered a breakthrough to the west.