Ma Heima can not be said to be alert, in front of the second trench, he had already estimated that the 3,000 men under his command would definitely not be able to break through the defense line of the Ming army, so he stopped the loss in time and chose to withdraw his troops.

However, how could the Ming army's array be the backyard of their Timurid Empire? How is it possible to allow them to come and go when they want?

The guardian of this section is Cao Tai, the superintendent of the martial arts school of Guozijian, who is the son of Cao Liangchen, the Marquis of Xuanning. His father, Cao Liangchen, died in the Battle of Lingbei in the fifth year of Hongwu, and the Xuanning Marquis was defeated. After Cao Tai entered the martial arts, he wanted to glorify the lintel, how could he let Ma Heima swagger away?

"Brethren!" Seeing that Ma Heima's had escaped from the firing range, Cao Tai directly waved his hand, "Kill the captive!" ”

The sharp horn of the brass trumpet sounded, this is the special charge horn sound of Zhu Su's pro-army, and when he heard this charge horn, the Ming army ambushed soldiers drilled out of various traffic trenches and tunnels, and launched a charge towards Ma Heima.

At this time, the pocket-shaped formation, which seemed to be full of flaws, began to play its role. Because of its inverted shape, no matter which section of trench Ma Heima chooses to attack, the Ming troops on both sides will inevitably encircle it. If you can break the formation, it doesn't matter, but now Ma Heima can't break the formation and wants to leave, and the Ming troops on both sides will suddenly surround him.

Ma Heima thought that there would not be much of a problem in retreating, after all, the strange ditch formation of this Ming army was on the defensive and did not look aggressive. What's more, he also arranged 10,000 people in the battalion as a response, and it was not a problem to meet these Ming troops outside the trench.

But how do you know that these Ming troops actually have other methods, they are like ghosts and ghosts, often in the mountains and forests and the night, out of nowhere suddenly a Ming army squad, with a strange, bamboo fire gun and sword and shield cover formation, the warriors under his command to the ground.

Their whereabouts were so strange that Ma Heima didn't notice them until there were only a few hundred people left around him: each of these Ming soldiers wore yellow and green cloaks, the color of which was the same as the soil and vegetation here.

Even, there are some Ming soldiers with firearms, they are covered with dense clothes made of hay, lying on the ground is a pile of haystacks that can be seen everywhere, Mo said that it is just early in the morning, it is the three poles of the sun, and the Ming army dressed in this costume is so straight and straight in front of them, they may not be able to find it.

The guns in the hands of these Ming soldiers were often extremely sharp, and with the cover of this costume, they could often shoot the generals in charge of the enemy army at extremely tricky angles.

"Despicable! It's despicable! Ma Heima just wanted to look up to the sky and cry. How did Zhu Su, the king of Zhou in the Ming Dynasty, grow in his brain? It's a trench again, and it's a cloak and hay for the Ming army, how can he come up with so many such shameless methods of warfare?

Doesn't it mean that the great tomorrow will be the country, and the most important thing is to pay attention to virtue and integrity? What about virtue? What about the martial virtues of this King of Zhou?

Ma Heima, who looked up to the sky and sighed, only felt that a flash of fire suddenly flew by his side, and the tip of his nose already smelled a trace of gunsmoke. He hurriedly hid in the human wall of his own soldiers, and used their figures to cover himself tightly. As long as they dare to show a flaw, these Ming people will definitely let themselves die on the spot...... It's horrible! Where is this army, this is the demon crawling out of hell!

He is the successor of the empire, and he can't die yet!

To command an army is to look out at the battlefield, and to look at the battlefield is to show your face...... It was Yima Heima who didn't even dare to give an order, and fled in a gray and hasty manner. Losing his command, the warriors of the Timurid Empire under his command were suddenly leaderless, and were easily divided and killed by the elusive Ming army wearing camouflage cloaks and mandarin duck arrays.

In the end, he fled back to the camp with only a dozen or so guards.

"Your Highness, I have already let Ma Heima return to the camp. However, the soldiers of the Timurid Empire brought with him have all been killed. In the headquarters in the eighth trench, the dog was dressed in a "auspicious suit" full of hay and was reporting the results to Zhu Su.

"Good. Thank you for your hard work. Zhu Su looked at the map on the table, and his face was not shocked.

The victory in this battle was well deserved, and there was nothing to surprise about.

Mandarin duck array, fire gun, these are the two magic weapons of Zhu Su's personal guards in the past. Although his Zhou Wangwei with the blessing of these two magic weapons is already a strong army in the world, the pro-army is the foundation of the Ming Dynasty's foreign warfare.

In these years in Beijing, he is also to promote the technological reform of the Baoyuan Bureau, with the paper-wrapped gunpowder, rifled guns, pointed bullets, flintlock method and other technologies have been conquered one after another, the power of the Ming firearms, distance, durability, loading speed, etc. are advancing by leaps and bounds, and some of the cutting-edge weapons created at any cost are almost close to the level of modern firearms in later generations.

However, technology can be improved, and even these technologies that cannot be mass-produced, such as rifling, can also rely on Huaxia's skilled craftsmen to spare time and cost, bit by bit Seiko to make it, but the conditions of productivity are there, before the productivity of the leap forward, the Baoyuan Bureau's firearms workshop has reached a bottleneck.

So Zhu Su began to study the tactical level to advance the combat power of the pro-army: trench warfare, camouflage uniforms, and sniper squads were the products of these attempts. In the previous confrontation with the Delhi Sultanate, Zhu Su had already tried his hand and determined that trench warfare could have an overwhelming advantage over the army of the Cold Weapon Age, so he did not have the slightest worry about Ma Heima's night attack tonight.

Not to mention the elusive Ming troops in the trenches, who can not only attack the enemy from a distance with firearms, but also fight head-on with the enemy with mandarin duck formations, let's just say that the sniper brigade trained and commanded by Gou'er himself and equipped with the most cutting-edge rifled firearms is not something that Ma Heima, a general in the cold weapon era, can withstand.

Times have already changed, if it weren't for Zhu Su's pre-order, the dog who was ambushed on the road they had to pass through in auspicious clothes, and was still stuck shoulder to shoulder with them, would have directly burst Ma Heima's head with the first shot.

"Your Highness, why don't you just kill Ma Heima?" Someone asked the doubts of the people.

"Kill him, who will report the return of Timur and Shahru's army?" Zhu Suda is a matter of course. "Ma Heima has never been our goal. Remember, our goal has always been to divert Timur and Shahru and respond to the forces of the fourth brother. ”

"These trenches are not for small characters like Ma Heima...... Cheer up, brethren, and prepare to meet the mightiest conquerors of Central Asia. ”

Zhu Su's eyes were shining brightly when he looked at Yutu. Timur, the strongest conqueror in the world today, confronted him to prove that the trench tactics were truly invincible.

(End of chapter)