In front of me, the smoke of gunpowder filled.

In my ears, the sound of horses' hooves faded away.

Chen Wang stared at the official road not far away with an expressionless face, his mouth and nose were full of the smell of blood, and the blood had stained the arms covering his knife-wielding hands.

Sticky blood slowly flowed down the armor that covered his arm, and the saber resting on his shoulder was still cold and dazzling, but it was covered with a thick blood light.

The horses under the seat spewed white air from their noses, made a whirring sound, and dug through the dirt on the ground with their front hooves.

Chen Wang didn't hold the reins, but put his hand on the neck of the war horse under the seat, comforting the partner who got along with him day and night.

Ahead, the fiery red flag belonging to Cao Wenzhao is still bright.

Cao Wenzhao carried the horse lance upside down, turned his back to them, faced the official road, and waited on the horse.

At his side, the commander of the trumpet blushed and blew the horn in his mouth vigorously.

The long sound of the horn resounded over the cavalry, and then spread in all directions.

Looking around, one after another, the robes were returning to the riding formation.

After breaking through the horses of the rogue on the left flank and the infantry that followed, they scattered in all directions to drive the defeated troops and cause chaos everywhere, and now they were reunited by the call of the trumpet.

The cavalry was rearranged, and they had routed most of the enemy on the left flank, and although it was a great victory, they also suffered casualties.

Chen Wang's expression was slightly gloomy, in the battle of Jinlingchuan in May, he followed Cao Bianjiao to attack the enemy formation.

Of the twelve members of the team, three were killed and five were wounded after the battle, and only four were able to leave the battle unharmed, and he was one of the four.

This time, he was still unscathed, but there was another familiar face missing from the team.

The crockpot will not be broken from Inoue, and the general will inevitably die in battle.

What's more, they are pawns.

Chen Wang was speechless, this battle is over, I am afraid that most of the people surrounding him now will die, or even all of them will die.

Although the current situation is much better than the original historical situation, it is still unknown whether they will be able to get off the battlefield alive.

The next big war is the real dangerous time.

The sound of the horn has ended, the cavalry array has completed the assembly again, Cao Wenzhao once again erected the horse lance in his hand, but he has not given the military order to march again, and the horse lance in his hand does not have the slightest intention of putting down, as if he is waiting for something.

Chen Wang's gaze crossed Cao Wenzhao's shoulder and looked farther away.

Everything in the distance was in full view of Chen Wang, and he saw that the thieves' horse team had been assembled, and behind the low hills in the distance, there were still large groups of horse teams galloping towards this side.

In the great array of thieves, they are constantly mobilizing, they still have no intention of giving up, and they still want to completely swallow all the Ming troops on the official road.

Looking behind him, the scattered thieves on the left flank were also trying to regroup their horsemen, and it would not be long before they would pose a threat again.

The horsemen of the thieves in the distance have exceeded 2,000, and they are still increasing, and the infantry team that attacked the official road has definitely exceeded 10,000.

The thieves used the hungry people as the vanguard, and then pressed the formation with infantry sabers and shield soldiers, gathered archers behind them to suppress with strong bows, and used diffuse fire to attack the Ming army's military formation.

Counting the thieves who had not yet attacked after reaching the slopes, as well as the thieves in Hutou Town, the total number of troops used by the thieves in this battle exceeded the absolute more than 30,000 people, ten times the number of troops.

A shrill whistle suddenly sounded in Chen Wang's ears, and Chen Wang turned his head to look in the direction of the official road.

In the thick smoke of gunpowder, Chen Wang saw countless fires shining, and then a large number of rockets erupted and shot towards the swarming rogue infantry team.

The rockets and firearms in the Ming army's formation were fired at the same time, and the thieves' infantry was in chaos again.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The familiar sound of war drums slowly sounded from the military formation of the Ming army above the official road.

The high-spirited drum beat like a heavy hammer on everyone's hearts, Chen Wang's eyes were slightly condensed, and he clenched the saber in his hand.

The sound of war drums on the official road is the drum of the marching drum!

"Kill!"

Cao Dingjiao held the Yanling knife in his hand, and roared angrily and rushed out of the military formation.

Behind him, a group of family members wearing the armor of the border army commander, wearing arms covering, high bowl helmets on their heads, and holding swords and shields followed.

"Kill !!"

A louder shout came from the Ming army's formation, and Cao Dingjiao personally took the lead in the charge and aroused the blood and courage of the army.

The brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, and the thieves in front of them are bombarded by tiger squatting cannons repeatedly, and they are covered by rockets and shot, and the formation is already in chaos.

They fight a lot of battles, and they know what to do and when.

And for now.

It's time to chase after victory!

The Ming army, which was still a well-organized spear formation, collapsed in an instant, and the sword and shield soldiers at the front walked forward quickly, followed by a large number of spearmen with spears.

They were all infected by the fierce atmosphere, and their faces were red and terrifying, and they roared forward.

In less than a moment, the war was already heating up......

The fiery red torrent suddenly crashed into the black tide that had stopped, and in the shouting of the mountain and tsunami, the Ming army of the brigade rushed out of the thick gunpowder smoke and rushed to kill with the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and the sea.

The hungry people at the forefront had already suffered repeated blows from tiger squat artillery and rockets, and they had already collapsed, collapsed, and were scattering and fleeing.

The infantry in the rear, armed with steel swords, was slashing the retreaters, forcing the people in front to continue the attack.

No one thought that the Ming army, which was besieged on the official road, would launch a counter-charge at this time.

The Ming army rushed to kill, although it looked chaotic, but in fact, they were all based on the flag, under the leadership of the banner general, each column of long formations into the enemy formation.

The Ming army was in good order, but the thieves' infantry was in chaos, and they were rushed into chaos, but as soon as they made contact, they had already fallen into collapse.

No matter how the old bandits in the formation roared, it was useless, and the front and middle formations of the thieves' right-wing infantry team had fallen into complete chaos, and only the rear formation could barely support it.

"Woo————"

The muffled sound of the horn sounded again.

Chen Wang's gaze also returned to the horse lance in Cao Wenzhao's hand.

The horse lance swung down suddenly, and hundreds of war horses stepped forward one after another, and the rumbling sound of horses' hooves echoed in Chen Wang's ears again, and the headwind hit him.

What Cao Wenzhao is waiting for is exactly this time!