The distance between the two sides was less than 20 paces, a distance that was only a blink of an eye for the charging cavalry.

It was already difficult for the musketeers to crush the enemy.

Jiang Huai glanced at the light artillery, which had not yet been loaded with shotguns, and gritted his teeth to make the musketeers retreat into formation, allowing a swarm of swarms with only one chance to attack.

The swarm of soldiers on standby, as fast as the musketeers retreated, set fire to a swarm of bees.

"Tweet ......"

A piercing scream rang out.

More than 30 swarm launch vehicles, and hundreds of swarm launch barrels, screamed almost simultaneously.

Each launcher can hold 320 arrows, and the launcher can hold 32 arrows.

Nearly 15,000 arrows missed, and in just a few seconds, all of them were fired.

So many arrows missed, like a pouring rain, and they threw their heads and faces at the rushing Warat cavalry.

The Warat cavalry, who rushed to the front with hideous faces and ready to kill, looked at the oncoming rain of arrows, and their expressions instantly froze.

"Puff puff..."

The nearly 1,000 Warat cavalry at the front were directly knocked to the ground by this round of arrow rain.

The Warat cavalry, who were not affected behind, were also stunned by this scene, sat on their horses in a daze, and were led forward by the horses.

"Immortal heaven, what is this!"

"Demons, they're all demons... Run, we can't beat them. ”

Frightened shouts rang out one after another.

First they were bombed by artillery fire, then they were shot in rows by muskets, and finally they were swept by a swarm of Varat cavalry, and finally they couldn't bear it and completely collapsed.

They cried and screamed, pulled their horses and turned around to run.

Some continue to rush forward, while others want to turn around and retreat.

For a time, the Warat cavalry was in disarray.

Seeing that the enemy's morale had collapsed, how could Jianghuai let go of such a good opportunity.

While ordering the artillery to continue firing, he commanded the musketeers and began to beat the Reservoir Dogs.

"Bang bang bang... Boom, boom, boom..."

Artillery rang out one after another, and the gunfire continued.

The collapsed Varat cavalry is like a lamb to the slaughter.

Every round of gunfire and artillery fires will result in dozens or hundreds of people dying on the spot.

"Shotgun!"

"Boom, boom, boom..."

More than 30 light guns loaded with shotguns directly pushed out of the infantry array and fired at the warat cavalry who were in a mess dozens of paces away.

The shotgun of the artillery, it was almost like an iron broom.

With every cannon sound, a field of Varat cavalry shattered.

The firing of these more than 30 shotguns alone caused no less than two or three hundred casualties to the Warat cavalry.

Such a cruel death made some of the Warat cavalry who still wanted to continue the charge give up.

They wept and roared, and they rode their horses wildly, even slashing directly with knives to block their escape path.

Collapsed, completely collapsed.

More than 10,000 Warat cavalry, under the successive fighting methods of the Shenji Battalion, after killing and wounding three or four thousand people, completely collapsed.

"Hahaha..."

Zhu Di, who was standing on the command car, saw that the enemy had been defeated by the Shenji Battalion, and began to flee in chaos, pinching his waist happily and laughing.

However, while rejoicing, he did not forget about the three thousand battalions.

"The enemy has collapsed, and the three thousand battalions are ordered to attack at once."

"Winter Winter Winter ......"

The rousing drums of war sounded.

The 3,000 battalions, which had long been on the two flanks of the enemy, heard the drums of the attack and did not hesitate to charge against the Warat cavalry.

"Kill!"

Zhu Gaoxu was the first to rush into the enemy formation with a spear in his hand.

The spear swung left and right in his hand.

With each thrust sweep, an enemy screamed and fell off his horse.

As Zhu Di's most capable son, Zhu Gaoxu's combat power is not to mention among the princes, even among the talented Ming generals, he can also rank in the forefront.

The Lord was so brave that the morale of the soldiers who followed behind was naturally boiling.

Coupled with this opportunity to beat the water dogs, it is very rare.

The soldiers screamed excitedly, brandished their weapons, and frantically pursued the Warat cavalry.

"Woooooo

Just when the 3,000 battalions and the Warat cavalry were engaged in cavalry battles.

A desolate trumpet sounded in the distance.

Zhu Di, who was standing on the command car, looked at the Warat cavalry slowly pressing towards the Ming army, and shook his head with a chuckle.

He knew that Mahamu would not watch more than 10,000 cavalry being wiped out by himself.

And Zhu Di can also conclude.

The opponent's attack this time was not to fight with him, but to rescue the trapped Warat cavalry.

"Order Jianghuai to give me all the artillery that I can get my hands on Mahamu."

"Huh! If you want to save people, you asked Lao Tzu if he had a cannon. ”

"By the way, don't they still have a big killing weapon in the Shenji Battalion, why do you keep it, use it for me. Let him shoot at Mahamu's banner, even if he can't kill the old boy Mahamu, he will be scared to death. ”

The order soon reached Jianghuai.

Jianghuai, who was commanding the musketeers and supporting the 3,000 battalions fighting against the Warat cavalry, immediately gave an order to the artillery.

Twenty medium guns and ten heavy guns immediately turned their guns and aimed at the Mahamu army that was slowly pressing over.

"Attention guns, reload the flowering shells, target the Mahamu Legion!"

The gunner, who received the order, quickly moved a shell with a wooden pallet from a small box.

Due to the cumbersome production of the flowering bomb, there was not much assembly on this expedition.

On average, there are only 3~4 pieces per gun.

The gunner, as he usually trained, estimated the approximate distance, cut the lead, and carefully put the shell into it.

After a quick check to make sure everything was ready, the gun commander personally picked up the torch and lit the lead.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

30 artillery pieces with flowering shells rang out one after another.

A cannonball loaded with a pallet flew out of the chamber and quickly flew towards the Mahamu army in the distance.

And while the shells were flying, the leads in the tray were burning rapidly.

The other side.

Mahamu was commanding a large army, slowly pressing towards the Ming army besieging Todar.

To be honest, if there is a choice, Maham really does not want to come.

Knowing that this is a trap of the Ming army, and jumping into it with his eyes open, isn't that stupid?

The population of the Varat clan is not large, and if he really dies and does not save him, it will not only greatly weaken the strength of the Varat clan, but even the prestige of the center of the other clan will also decline rapidly, and finally pose a threat to his status.

So knowing that this was a trap for the Ming army, he could only take people to grit their teeth and jump in.

But before he left, he had already given the order.

This attack was not to kill or injure the Ming army, but to rescue the encircled clansmen.

The other generals who also saw the horror of the Ming army in the distance just now naturally did not put forward rebuttal opinions, and honestly agreed one by one.

"Filth, filth..."

Suddenly, as they were about to launch a charge, they heard a strange sound from the sky.

They subconsciously looked up, and dozens of small black dots flew towards them from the array of the Ming army.

"What the hell is that?"

One of the cavalrymen looked at the black dots that were getting bigger and bigger, and muttered in confusion.

"Peng!"

But before he could take a closer look, the black dots that flew over came to his eyes in the blink of an eye, smashed his upper body, and pierced through two people before stopping.

"Spread out, watch out for the artillery of the Ming army!"

The general of Warat, who was observing at the front just now, naturally understood what kind of weapon this was, and loudly reminded the clansmen around him, telling them to disperse a little to minimize casualties.

"Boom!"

But as soon as his words fell, an iron ball that rolled to his feet suddenly exploded, and the powerful impact sent him and the three soldiers directly away.

And the shrapnel that broke apart, like a flying iron butterfly, scattered in all directions.

The person was wearing a little better protection, and the war horse without any protection was cut by the shrapnel flying wildly, and his intestines were cut and his stomach rotted, and he screamed in pain and fell to the ground with the knight on his body.

Although the lethality of the flowering bullet is not small, it is only a drop in the bucket for the nearly 30,000 Warat cavalry.

Ma Hamu led the cavalry, resisted the shelling of the Shenji Battalion, and finally ran into the defensive front of the Fifth Army Battalion.

The tragic battle officially began.

The shield bearers of the five military camps gritted their teeth and held their shields on their heads.

The pikemen in the rear, desperately stabbed forward.

The archers kept stretching their bows and pulling arrows, firing at the Warat cavalry.

Every minute and every second, countless lives come to an end.

The Fifth Military Battalion is worthy of being the oldest of the three battalions.

With their indomitable perseverance, under the command of Zhang Fu, the soldiers were stunned to withstand the impact of Wara.

Although they sacrificed the lives of countless Daming Erlang for this, they perfectly completed the task assigned by Zhu Di.

"Hurry up, hurry up, here it is!"

Not far from the battle between the Fifth Army Camp and the Warat Cavalry, more than a dozen craftsmen quickly adjusted a huge chariot with the cooperation of dozens of soldiers from the Fifth Army Battalion.

On this chariot is the Heavenly Arrow, the great killer weapon of the Shenji Battalion.

After receiving Zhu Di's task, Jianghuai asked the old craftsmen to push the Heavenly Arrow and come to the Fifth Military Camp.

As for how to use it, JAC asked them to watch it.

With such an unstable and unreliable weapon, JAC didn't have much hope.

can blow up Mahamu, that's God's favor.

No, that's right.

Coming to the position where the two sides were fighting, the old craftsmen found a queue without the onslaught of the enemy, pushed the chariots out of the line, and began to aim at the position where the Mahamu military flag was.

After a simple tweak.

The huge Celestial Arrow was probably aimed at the location of the Mahamu military flag.

An old craftsman patted the Celestial Arrow and explained like his own child.

"Little Er, you have to fight for your father, don't be like your eldest brother, flying and turning a corner."

"Okay, Lao Zhang, hurry up, there are barbarians coming to our side."

When an old craftsman next to him saw his old friend, he actually nagged again, glanced at the hundreds of Warat cavalry who were rushing to this side in the distance, and reminded him anxiously.

The old craftsman surnamed Zhang nodded when he heard this, took the torch handed by a soldier next to him, lit the lead that was the thickness of the child's arm, and ran into the military formation.

He shouted as he ran.

"Run the damn faster, my second son is very irritable! Beware of its temper and exploding in its own home. ”