The sound of horses' hooves roared, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and all the flying cavalry battalions were dispatched, and the cavalry walls were unstoppably pressed forward from slow to fast.

Boom, boom, boom...... The sound of explosions came and went, and the dazzling fire in the Jiannu camp flashed, and under the reflection of the firelight, the smoke pillars rose between the tents.

Before the Jiannu cavalry could understand what was going on, the black pressed flying cavalry pressed up. And they had no choice but to fight, each with his weapon, howling and urging his horses to meet him.

When cavalry hedges, speed is an important winning factor. The so-called people borrow horsepower, the speed is fast, and the weapons that kill the past are more powerful and more difficult to resist.

But the assault of the cavalry wall did not win with speed, but relied on collective strength.

Between war horses and war horses, between knights and knights, although they are not closely related, they are not allowed to pass through a war horse.

The Jiannu cavalry rushed forward only to find that they were facing a moving iron wall, whether to crash into it and fight to the end, or to find the enemy's flaws and gaps, and rush through it as if they were in a normal battle.

The first time you face the impact of the cavalry wall, you will hesitate and hesitate in person. It's not about bravery or timidity, it's about instinctive reactions and a momentary frustration in the face of an unfamiliar style of play.

But time on the battlefield is racing against time, and there is simply no time for reaction. Besides, Jiannu couldn't think of a way to crack it.

The enemy and our cavalry clashed in such an unequal situation, and between life and death, it was decided in a matter of seconds.

A row of knives slashed down with all his might, and Darhan subconsciously raised his knife to parry. His knife was slashed in two with the clanging of gold and iron, and two swords slashed at his head and shoulders.

The momentary hesitation made Darhan, a warrior who was famous in his riding martial arts in this Niulu, not even do one for one, so he screamed and was cut off his horse.

It's not just the passivity of more singles, but also the gap between the sabers.

Crucible steel continues to evolve and evolve, and the hardness and toughness of the knives made have reached a new height. A normal sword can be cut with a single blow.

Of course, the steel quality requirements for making the saber are high, and the yield is also low. This is also the fact that it will take nearly two years to equip the Flying Cavalry Battalion before it is basically completed.

The Emperor really tried his best to do this. Although he was still slightly dissatisfied, the armament of the Ming army did reach a whole new height.

Rows and rows of cavalry pushed sideways, and the further they were, the smaller the losses. The cavalry in front suffered some casualties, but the line quickly contracted, filling the gaps, and continued to charge towards Jiannu.

There is advance and no retreat, there is death and no life. Just as the idea that the saber does not have a handguard, it is also the battle cry of the Flying Cavalry Battalion.

Like layers of surging waves, the Flying Cavalry Battalion rushed and killed in a horizontal formation of 100 people, the lighter the resistance, the fewer enemies in front of them, and the slower the speed of rushing at the enemy.

From the frontal attack, the flying cavalry battalion turned diagonally in front of the enemy's camp, which not only avoided the bow and arrow fire of the Jiannu in the camp, but also cleared the way for the follow-up troops to follow.

Immediately behind the Cavalry Battalion were the Lancers, who began their path diagonally, and when they formed an angle with the Cavalry Battalion and saw the enemy in front of them, they fired the bullets preloaded in their guns.

The ranks of the spearmen were loosely arranged, although they also advanced in rows.

After the first row of bullets was fired, they dismounted and reloaded; The second platoon of spears passed through the gap and fired again at the enemy; Then there is the third row......

The lancers poured fire on the flanks, while the Flying Cavalry Battalion completed the turn and once again pressed on Jiannu with overwhelming force, clearing a wider space in front of the enemy camp.

Five hundred rockets were launched continuously, like meteors streaking across the sky, illuminating the surging Ming army below. Then, with a scream, he smashed into the camp of Jiannu, and a moment later exploded, sending out shrapnel of death.

Under the light of the rockets, the artillery and infantry of the Ming army marched in separate ways and advanced towards their designated locations.

After besieging Haicheng, Xiong Tingbi began to plan a major counteroffensive. All units also conducted drills in accordance with the plan, and the counteroffensive began, so that they could take up their positions and perform their duties in an orderly manner.

There was already chaos in the Jiannu camp, and the continuous bombardment of hundreds of rockets completely surprised Jiannu, causing him to wake up in his sleep, dizzy and unaware of what had happened.

The deafening explosion, the dazzling fire, and the rising smoke. It was also mixed with the wailing and screaming of the wounded, as well as exclamations, shouts, roars, and the neighing of war horses.

Nurhachi was awakened, and before his soldiers could come in, the old man had already jumped up from his bed, stretched out his hand, grabbed his armor, and put it on himself.

Several pro-soldiers poured into the tent to protect the old slave.

Rumble! An explosion rang out at hand, and the tent was almost toppled by the blast of the explosion. Immediately after, there was a series of miserable howls.

"King Khan!" The captain of the personal army guarded the old slave, and while walking quickly outside the tent, he anxiously reported: "The enemy's artillery fire is very fierce. ”

"Artillery fire?!" Nurhachi repeated in disbelief.

In his mind, the farthest range of the Ming army was the Hongyi cannon, but it could only shoot solid shells. But listening to the explosions one after another, it doesn't look like it!

Moreover, according to the intelligence, the old slave knew that the Hongyi cannon was bulky and difficult to move.

Therefore, he arranged early warning cavalry outside the battalion, and it was impossible for the Ming army to push the Hongyi cannon into range without issuing an alarm or reporting.

As soon as he stepped out of the tent, a violent explosion was heard not far away. The flames flashed the old slave's eyes, and he vaguely saw several figures being lifted away.

His ears were buzzing, and the old slave squinted his eyes so that he could see clearly. But from time to time, fires erupted from all over the place, and explosions sounded, seriously disturbing his thinking.

The bombardment of the rockets was chaotic because of its poor accuracy, and the width of the camp made up for it. One in the east, one in the west, one on the left, one on the right, no one can tell where the next rocket will fall.

This kind of bombardment had another effect, making Jiannu feel that the artillery bombardment was everywhere, and they had no way to dodge, depending on who was killed.

The soldiers did not know where to hide, so they could only follow in Nurhachi's footsteps. The old slave would not flee for his life in a hurry, and he commanded loudly, approaching the north side of the camp.

After the artillery bombardment, it should be the attack of the Ming army. Nurhachi has such a normal judgment, he must rush to command, but also to stabilize the morale of the army.

Many dazed Jiannu saw the King of Khan with his own soldiers come forward, and they also spontaneously followed, gradually forming a relatively considerable number.

The closer you get to the edge of the camp, the clearer you can hear. The fighting outside the camp continued, or it was nearing the end, and the Ming army's flying cavalry and spear cavalry fought bravely, and had killed thousands of Jiannu cavalry who had been warned of almost collapse.

The closer you get to the fence of the camp, the more people build slaves. For a projectile rocket, a certain distance under the fence is a dead end.