"Woo————"

The low and distant sound of the trumpet sounded from the ranks of the thieves.

In the next moment, the entire rogue array changed, and the boiling voices came straight from the front.

The undercurrent in the vast sea of people is surging, the waves are turbulent, accompanied by a huge roar, it has been swept in!

Chen Wang looked around, paying attention to the situation of the soldiers around him.

There was almost no fluctuation in the military formation of the veterans, after all, it began with Chongzhen's second year of attack.

In the face of the rogues, they are outnumbered every time, and they face enemies who are far more than dozens of times their own people.

But many of the recruits in the three rounds ahead were already bloodless, their lips were white, and they trembled like chaff.

If it weren't for the fear of military law, if it wasn't for the fear of the sharp blade behind him, I'm afraid that some people would have turned around and fled backwards by now.

Such a reaction was all expected by Chen Wang, who would face more than 100,000 enemy troops for the first time, and be outnumbered, no matter who it was, no matter how long it had been trained, he would feel fear.

Chen Wang did not step forward to say anything to boost morale, nor did he do anything to curb the spread of fear.

When he was on the training ground, he had already done everything he was supposed to do.

A true elite must have experienced the baptism of blood, and it is better to face the rogue than to face the Houjin and Mongolia.

"Woo————"

The sound of the trumpet continued.

In the face of the encirclement and suppression of officers and soldiers, it is necessary to maintain movement at all times, so such as baggage, etc., are actually very few in the ranks of the rogues.

Therefore, they mostly used horns and small drums, which were more portable, as messengers on the battlefield, and war drums, which were large and inconvenient to carry instruments, were simply discarded.

They are not professional soldiers, and they are too cumbersome to remember any banners and drums.

Therefore, the way they give orders is also extremely simple.

The sound of the trumpet continued to sound, that is, the whole army stopped.

The sound of the trumpet is short and intermittent, that is, the whole army is attacking.

As for retreat, listen to the sound of the gong, and when the gong sounds, it is the time to retreat.

And when the snare drum sounds, it's a charge!

Now is the horn of the attack.

Hungry people poured out of the great array of rogues.

Gao Yingen was the first to send out a mixed army of more than 10,000 hungry people and more than 6,000 infantry troops.

More than 10,000 hungry people were divided into two waves, with more than 6,000 infantry troops, 2,000 of which were mixed in as overseers, and the remaining 4,000 as the third wave of attacking troops, and at the same time as the crushing troops.

It was escorted by two horse armies on the left and right flanks, as well as a horse army in the rear, each with a size of two or three thousand men

When the rogues fought with the officers and soldiers, they usually first consumed the hungry people, and mixed the infantry to supervise the battle and make them fight to the death.

First, wait until the Ming army's physical strength is exhausted, and when the hungry people's morale is about to collapse, the infantry of the brigade presses the charge to see if they can break through the Ming army's military formation.

Then the Ma army was the second heavy warlord.

Whether the hungry people in front of them want to flee or the infantry team wants to retreat, as long as they dare to retreat, it is a head-on sword.

Regrouped the infantry and continued the attack, and the officers and soldiers wanted to pursue and expand their advantage, so the horse army stepped forward and dragged on.

If the infantry and the hungry people in front had rushed away from the horses in the rear and the horses on both wings, they would rush forward.

If they can't get out of the way, they will go on and on until the gong of the retreating troops is sounded.

The situation in the thief army is like raising Gu, from the hungry people to the infantry team, from the infantry team to the cavalry, from the cavalry to the elite cavalry, all of them have experienced countless baptisms of blood and war.

Those who survived through the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood in the end are not idle people.

"Woo————"

Zhou Changshou clenched the bird gun in his hand and stood in the front row of the military formation.

His legs trembled uncontrollably, and the low sound of the horn kept echoing in his ears, like a spell urging him.

Every time the horn sounded, the crowd of people in front of him became more and more turbulent, and it became closer and closer to his location.

Zhou Changshou was terrified in his heart, but he didn't dare to run back, and behind him was the bright and flickering Yanling knife of those veterans in the division.

July is the height of summer, and although Shaanxi is located in the north, it is still extremely hot.

But Zhou Changshou didn't feel the heat at all, but felt cold all over his body, and he could barely hold the bird gun in his hand.

"Reload!"

Hu Zhili's voice appeared in Zhou Changshou's ears.

Although Zhou Changshou was afraid in his heart, he didn't dare to slack off, and immediately took off the bird gun on his shoulder.

He was once whipped five times by the army because he was a little slower to release the gun, and now the scars on his back are still faintly painful.

Zhou Changshou quickly took out the paper tube from the pocket on his waist, and because he was afraid that his teeth couldn't stop chattering, he bit it a few times before he bit the paper tube.

He only regrets it now, regretting why he had eaten a few mouthfuls of rice porridge and steamed buns to join the army in the first place.

If someone told him that the war was like this, he would say that he would not drink the rice porridge in that pot, and that he would rather continue to starve.

Zhou Changshou finally bit open the paper tube and began to charge the medicine pot of the bird gun.

He tried to swallow, but found that there was nothing in his mouth.

Zhou Changshou's heart became more and more frightened, he wanted to turn his head, wanted to see the situation around him.

But just when Zhou Changshou made up his mind to turn his head, Chen Wang's cold voice sounded in his ears.

"Before the battle against the enemy, the formation has been decided, move back to the back, the ranks are crowded, and those who are sparse and uneven will be killed immediately!"

Zhou Changshou was so violently shocked that his whole body stiffened as if he had been electrocuted, and he didn't even dare to shake his legs anymore.

Zhou Changshou is now starting to feel hot, and a lot of sweat beads are oozing from his forehead, he no longer knows how he completed the loading, and he doesn't know if he missed any steps, everything was done in a trance.

And as he set up the bird's gun, he heard the drums of the rogue beat violently.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Immediately afterwards, the tsunami-like shouting of the mountains and the sound of killing was already swept in front of it, and the deafening footsteps sounded along with it.

"Kill, !!"

The black-pressed rogues were already swarming with their blades held high, and they had barely entered the distance of a hundred paces before they had already begun to charge.

"On the verge of facing the enemy, those who have no order to release their guns will be killed immediately!"

In the midst of the military formation, Chen Wang's cold voice sounded again.

I don't know why, even under the tsunami-like shouting of killing from the mountains, Chen Wang's voice is still clearly audible.

Zhou Changshou held the bird gun, not flat, but the mouth of the gun was obliquely upward, and the palms and backs of his hands were already soaked with sweat.

But he didn't receive the order from Shangguan to raise the gun, and he didn't dare to put the gun down at all.