Chen Wang looked back behind him, and the horsemen who had been defeated by them more or less helped them stop the pursuit of the rogue elite cavalry behind them.

Most of the thief infantry and horse teams were defeated, and the follow-up was weak, and they could no longer prevent the Ming army infantry on the official road from retreating and forming a formation.

Chen Wang also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this battle has basically ended, as long as he can break away from the encirclement network of the thieves and retreat to the open place to form a military formation.

At that time, even if tens of thousands of thieves come again, they will not be able to lose this battle.

They are now only more than 40 miles away from Sanshui County in the south, which has more than 2,500 soldiers and is led by Deputy General Zhang Waijia.

There are more than 2,500 people under Zhang Waijia's command, all of whom are elite riders.

The distance of fifty miles is nothing for the cavalry, as long as they hold on for a moment and a half, Zhang Waijia receives the news and leads the troops to come to support, and he can turn defeat into victory.

When Chen Wang retracted his gaze, he happened to pass the big black banner on the top of the slope, and he saw the barrels of the black holes one after another.

A chill rushed from his tail vertebrae to the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and several balls of fire and smoke suddenly rose.

"Boom!"

Then a huge noise rolled in an instant, and in a moment, it was already overwhelming the originally chaotic voices in all directions.

A huge sense of fear suddenly surged into Chen Wang's heart, and he could clearly hear the crazy beating of his heart.

Wearing strong armor and holding a shield, he can resist most blades and arrows, and even firebolts can hardly shoot through them.

But this is not the case with artillery, no matter how thick the armor you wear and how heavy the shield you hold, if you are hit by a shell, you will never be spared.

It can be a severed limb and a disability, or a death on the spot.

In the low sky, there was no trace of the shells, and no one knew where the shells were going, but they all felt like they were coming from where they were.

Although the artillery hit rate of this era is already touching, and it is a group of thieves who may not even be very skilled in handling artillery, and they are riding a war horse and galloping, the probability of landing on the top of their heads is almost negligible, but fear still haunts Chen Wang's heart.

Chen Wang looked around, and he saw that everyone's faces were terrified, and he was not alone.

There is no one who is not afraid of artillery......

Even Cao Wenzhao could no longer remain as indifferent as before at this time.

Chen Wang's face froze, he thought of a very serious problem, and at this moment, a huge noise suddenly sounded from the direction where the official road was located.

Since the target of this artillery bombardment is not them, then the target will naturally only be the infantry team above the official road.

Chen Wang turned his head to look at the official road, and his heart was suddenly half cold.

The official road was already in a mess at this time, and the Ming army's originally well-organized military formation had already shown signs of collapse at this moment, and the panicked shouts were endless.

Of the five shells, only two hits, but these two hits were a huge blow to the morale of the Ming army, which caused the entire front and center of the Ming army to fall into panic.

Cao Dingjiao was trembling, the back of his head was numb, the hairs on his body were all standing up, and even his legs were trembling.

Although Cao Dingjiao has been on the battlefield for a long time, has lived in Liaodong and Tatar Zibo, and has not been afraid of facing thousands of rogues in the south, this time he walked in front of the Ghost Gate.

He had just led his troops back to the battlefield and was directing the army to retreat, when he saw the sudden rise of gunsmoke.

One of the two shells that landed in the middle of the formation fell two meters in front of him on his right.

A few pounds of shells passed all the way, and blood mist splashed and gushed out.

The pungent fishy smell instantly poured into his nasal cavity, and the flesh and blood flew sideways, as if something was pasted on Cao Dingjiao's face,

At his feet, a soldier struggled and flipped on the ground, hissing and howling, and the cannonball smashed on his thigh, directly smashing his Qigan.

The soldier's entire right leg was shattered by the cannonball, and white cracked bones emerged from it, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

Cao Dingjiao clenched the Yanling knife in his hand, and he couldn't stop trembling.

The eldest husband is in the army, as a border general, dying on the battlefield is just an ordinary thing, and it is also his fate, he is really not afraid of death.

Dying on the battlefield, dying under swords and bows, you can know how you died and how you were defeated.

But when the shells hit, there was no way to avoid it, there was no way to escape, and there was nothing to be done......

No one knows whether after the next shelling will fall on their heads, and no one wants to bet.

Cao Dingjiao opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything, he just felt that his mind was blank.

The places in the army that had been ploughed by the cannonballs were all in shambles, with stumps, broken arms, and broken armor scattered all over the ground.

The wounded soldier fell to the ground and wailed in pain, blood pouring from his broken wound.

The surviving people after the catastrophe all showed fear and trembled, after all, they were afraid of the sword soldiers and strict military laws behind them, and no one dared to escape.

Cao Dingjiao looked up at the big black banner on the slope in the distance, and his heart was full of fear.

It was estimated that the distance from the military formation was about three or four hundred, and the shells came from top to bottom, and smashed directly into the military formation.

"Don't mess around!"

Cao Dingjiao knew in his heart that panic would only make people die faster on the battlefield.

"There aren't many thieves with cannons, and their people don't know how to use cannons!"

"They made the artillery just old guns in the warehouse, which could not hit three or four hundred paces, don't be afraid!"

"Those who dare to leave the military formation without permission, they don't need artillery, I will send them to Huangquan first!"

Although Cao Dingjiao's hand holding the knife was still trembling, and the fear in his heart was still there, he still stood up, as a general, he knew that he must not mess up.

Cao Dingjiao's words worked, and although the faces of the soldiers around him were still frightened, they did not dare to leave the established position.

They wouldn't necessarily die when the shells hit, but whoever ran first was afraid that the sharp blade behind them would immediately cut their throats.

It's just that when the army formation has just regained stability, the thief infantry army has already launched an offensive.

The crumbling hungry have been driven to the flanks by the bandits' horse caravans.

Ahead, the thief's infantry is slowly approaching.

Different from the hungry people who were chaotic before, this slowly oppressed thief infantry army obviously had a lot of rules.

In the front row are old bandits in armor with swords and shields, followed by spears that stand up like hedgehogs, and in the back are bandits armed with bows and arrows and firearms.

Dense like an ant colony, layer upon layer like a wave!