"On the north side, another 20,000 Zheng troops joined, and there were still two miles to reach the battlefield. All ministries are ready." Xu Zhi'an picked up the walkie-talkie and said in a deep voice.

"Roger!"

The rain is getting lighter.

The addition of 20,000 reinforcements greatly lifted Pan Wu's spirits and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's finally here.

Although it is not as large as he thought, it is already precious, and it may really be able to redeem the disadvantage on the battlefield.

That's right, a disadvantage.

From start to finish, they were at a disadvantage, even in the current white-knuckle fight.

Their casualties far exceeded those of the Ming army, but they did not dare to retreat.

If they retreated, the fighters that had been obtained by heavy rain this time would be lost, and all their previous efforts and the casualties of the soldiers would be useless.

The 20,000 full-blooded soldiers who joined the battlefield brought an immeasurable boost to their morale. It is tantamount to taking a shot of heart booster when he is dying, and there is hope that the Ming army will be exhausted and consumed to death.

"Brethren! Our reinforcements are coming! Hold on! As long as the Ming army is eliminated, meritorious deeds will be rewarded, and promotion and fortune will be in front of you! Give it to me!"

Zheng Kai stood in the crowd and shouted loudly, boosting his morale as it was about to collapse.

20,000 soldiers finally joined the battlefield, and the pressure on the Ming army increased.

At this time, most of the men and horses on both sides were entangled together, and the mortars could only carefully shoot the soldiers on the periphery, and the effect was greatly reduced.

"Uncle! Look!"

An excited voice interrupted Xu Zhi'an's thoughts, and he followed his own soldiers to look into the distance, and directly in the rain, more than 10,000 soldiers were rushing towards this side. The soldiers at the front of the line were armed with white-pole spears, and moved quickly and in a neat formation, less than two miles away.

"Ming Army!"

Xu Zhi'an's spirit was shocked!

Qin Liangyu's white pole soldiers and Qianguogong's troops!

Xu Zhi'an laughed and picked up the walkie-talkie. 、

"Mortars be careful, our reinforcements have also arrived, one and a half miles to the northwest, don't hit your own people!"

"Roger!"

At this time, the joy can be clearly heard in the reply.

Because of the battle at this time, as long as there are reinforcements outside, they can die a lot less.

Yes, not a small number of fewer deaths.

As for the failure, that's impossible. At least nearly 7,000 Zheng troops were killed in the white-knuckle battle just now, and the casualties of the Jing Ying and Zheng Zhilong forces together were only less than 2,000 people. But this has already made Xu Zhi'an feel very distressed, you must know that these are the elite of the elite, whether it is force or archery, they are all selected after long-term training. He will be distressed if he loses one, and His Majesty will definitely be distressed too.

Because the original goal was to capture Thang Long as possible without casualties, but it was destined to be incomplete.

Pan Wu didn't have time to rejoice for long when he discovered something that made him despair.

The Ming army had reinforcements behind their reinforcements.

Could it be that he had long expected the current situation? If so, wouldn't it be a last resort?

It's horrible!

"There are still people on the other side, meet the enemy! Meet the enemy!" ….

Pan Wu hurriedly ordered 10,000 reinforcements to resist the different Ming army that rushed up.

Why is it different, because these 10,000 people look...

Well.

How to say it.

It's far less neat than the current warring army, not as powerful as them, right?

Pan Wu unconsciously had a trace of contempt.

If Mu Tianbo knew Pan Wu's thoughts, he would definitely scold his mother angrily.

They have been chasing Sha Yuan and others for more than half a year, drilling ravines, climbing hillsides, and crossing creeks along the way.

Tell him about it

The military appearance is neat, it is simply shrimp and pig heart.

However, Mu Tianbo didn't know Pan Wu's thoughts, he was carrying the meteor hammer and rushing forward with the soldiers.

He liked the feeling of rushing to the front and smashing the enemy's head with the meteor hammer in his hand.

As for his own identity as a noble grandfather, he had long been left behind.

The same is true at this time.

The unkempt-looking army collided with Zheng's soldiers.

Then, Zheng Jun's soldiers understood a truth.

These guys, they're amazing.

And this truth is exchanged for life.

In particular, the white-pole soldier can accurately take away a soldier's order with every poke with a white-pole spear. The speed of destruction is better than that of the three-edged bayonet.

The rain finally stopped.

But the battle continued, and the huge battlefield was a mess, full of dead bodies and wounded, but most of them were Zheng Jun's, and there were more and more of them.

Pan Wu felt a little sad.

At this point, he had to accept the reality that they really couldn't beat it.

At this time, their casualties had exceeded fifteen thousand, and the Ming army.

Doesn't seem like much has changed?

What the fuck is going on!?

Isn't it just a little stronger in armor? Can you do whatever you want?

Answer: Yes.

Solid armor means that you can do whatever you want, you can't cut it down, you can't stab it, how can you fight?

In fact, Zheng Jun didn't have a stomach, but most of them were rattan armor, and a small number of iron armor only protected the vital parts, and did not cover the whole body. Compared with the heavily armed Ming army, it is naturally one in the sky and one underground.

To withdraw or not to withdraw!?

Pan Wu once again fell into the battle between heaven and man, but this time he was defeated again, and the generalissimo would definitely not spare himself. What's more, they asked him for so many reinforcements?

Reinforcements?

Do you want to ask for reinforcements anymore?

20,000, another 20,000, maybe you can win?

What to do?

To be or not to be?

"Pan Wu, what should I do?"

A hoarse voice interrupted Pan Wu's thoughts, and when he looked up, it turned out to be Zheng Kai, and he didn't know when his voice was hoarse.

"I don't know."

Pan Wu shook his head secretly and admitted that he had nothing to do.

"It's hard to ......."

Zheng Kai was unwilling, but he didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Pan Wu knew what he wanted to say.

Finally, the Ming army muskets failed.

But so what? The Ming army without muskets was not an easy one!

"I'm going for help!"

"You're going!?" Pan Wu was stunned for a moment.

"I'll go! I'll go myself!"

Pan Wu looked at him deeply, nodded, and didn't say anything more.

Zheng Kai is gone.

I went back and asked for help.

The fighting continued, and the casualties of the Zheng army increased. The disadvantages are also becoming more and more obvious.

Time flies slowly, at least that's what Pan Wu thinks. Because Zheng Kai never came back, the reinforcements naturally didn't come either.

Alas...

knows that Zheng Kai, who has always been out of tune, is unreliable.

Pan Wu listened to the soldier's screams and thought silently.

But this time Pan Wu blamed Zheng Kai by mistake.

He's very tonal this time, especially in tune.

"Big brother! Are you just going to watch this hard-won fighter plane go to waste?" Zheng Kai knelt on the ground and asked Zheng Jie loudly.

"Say no more! There's no way I'm going to send any more reinforcements! So many people died, did you win the battle once? Huh!?" Zheng Jie roared angrily, obviously angry.

"Big brother!"

"Call me Generalissimo!".

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