"The second child harms me~~~"

See two reds. Qi didn't work hard, and Huang Taiji was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

It was when it was time to go all out that Dai Shan made this kind of moth, which is going to trap everyone's rhythm.

"Father Khan."

Haoge hurriedly stepped forward to support Huang Taiji, who was shaking his fat body, "It's better to retreat first." ”

"Confused!" Huang Taiji held Haoge's hand tightly, "If you withdraw at this time, the whole army will collapse!" Do you think we are the Yue family army, the Qi family army? ”

The army in the era of cold weapons was very poorly organized.

The larger the size of the army, the less organized it became.

It is not easy to organize these tens of thousands of troops to attack the Ming army, and if Ming Jin withdraws his troops at this time, the fleeing soldiers and horses will inevitably collapse completely.

At that time, the cavalry of the Ming army hidden in the rear took advantage of the situation to chase and kill, and it is estimated that there is not one in ten who can escape hundreds of miles back to Shenyang City alive.

Rather than that, he would rather throw all these warriors on this battlefield.

"Don't wait." Huang Taiji, who gasped for a few breaths and felt that his nose was hot and there was a nosebleed flowing out, waved his hand vigorously with hatred, "Two yellow flags, attack now!" ”

The war was still going on, and the Tartar army kept attacking the Ming army's circular battle line, swords, axes, and hammers. Every moment there is a fresh life dissipating on this battlefield.

The Ming army continued to shoot, and many of them were already in tears with the smoke of gunpowder.

There have been wavering on many fronts, but on the whole they are still persistent.

Their emperor is behind him, which is the greatest incentive for the morale of the army.

"Lu Xiangsheng." Li Yunze, who had observed the battlefield for a while, turned his head and looked over, "You go to the bridgehead and give an order to let the Shenshu battalion armor soldiers on the opposite bank cross the river, and assemble by the river." When more than 5,000 people are assembled, they will come and report it. ”

"Minister, obey the order."

"Hooray." Sun Chengzong, who was wearing an official uniform but was equipped with a sword, hesitated and asked, "The Tartars are attacking, is it appropriate to stop the reinforcements at this time?" ”

During the battle in front, the river was also crossed quickly on the pontoon bridge behind.

The soldiers and horses that came over later were all assembled on the shore, and then sent to the front line as a bureau to reinforce and replace.

Now Li Yunze wants to gather a reserve force, which means that he must temporarily stop supporting the front line.

"It doesn't matter." Li Yunze frowned and waved his hand: "I believe that the soldiers can withstand it." ”

In the era of cold weapons, it was absolutely forbidden for people to possess such a thing, and if they were caught, they would be beheaded for the crime of treason.

In the industrial age, Li Yunze ordered different parts in different processing plants, and shipped them back to assemble them without anyone caring about them.

The armor worn by the soldiers of the Kyoto camp far surpassed this era in terms of quality.

is not afraid of ordinary knives, guns, bows and arrows, that is, the heavy hammer and giant axe of the heavy armor nemesis, and the iron bones can't bear it.

It's not that the armor can't carry it, it's the strong impact force that causes the body to be unable to carry it.

The Ming army, wearing new heavy armor, was obviously better able to fight than the Tatars.

The most exaggerated thing is that the heavy armor soldiers of the Shenshu battalion are all wearing full-covered iron armor, while the armor rate of the Tartars on the opposite side is not high.

The two sides collided together, and the Tartars suffered a big loss.

The officers and men of the new army were fully paid and their will to fight was high. I can eat meat every day, and my physical fitness is definitely good. Plus with good equipment, of course you can carry it.

The Ming army was not bad, and the Tartars were not so strong.

The reason for repeated defeats is the sin of the turbans and military leaders.

The two yellow flags pressed up, forcing Dai Shanyue to ask the father and son to go up.

They had no choice but to forge ahead.

A scorching cannonball cut a parabola in the air and landed hard near Daizen.

In an instant, the cannonball smashed the skull of one of the armored men, and then smashed into the ground and knocked out a large crater and bounced again.

Like a bouncing ball, a string of blood gourds was pulled out of the queue.

Not far away, Dai Shan's eyelids jumped.

Years of pampering, a life of servant service everywhere, have worn away the pride and ambition of his youth.

Looking at the meat grinder in front of him, Dai Shan involuntarily pulled the soldiers and horses to the sides to get out of the way.

Huang Taiji, who breathed fire in his eyes, directly collided with the Great Wall of steel of the Ming army with two yellow flags.

"Rush over, rush over!" Haoge, who personally led the two yellow flags and hundreds of bayalas as arrows, waved the heavy axe in his hand and roared angrily, "The Great Khan has an order, and those who kill the armor soldiers will be rewarded with a future!" Cut off the Great Ruler and reward Baylor! Capture the emperor and reward the king! ”

The bounty was not insignificant, but it also stimulated the ferocity of the Tartars.

If you win, you have everything, and you want to make as many wishes as you want.

If you lose nothing, you don't need to fulfill your vows.

Hauge took hundreds of Baya Lamas wearing three layers of heavy armor, and slammed through the layers of iron armor arrays with his body.

As far as the eye could see, it was steel, and the sound of metal hitting it made people's teeth ache.

Hauge, panting, stared at the wooden platform not far away through the countless wielding weapons.

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty is there!

As long as the Ming Emperor can be won, then this battle will be won.

In order to help him fight for the opportunity to break through, Huang Taiji personally commanded the soldiers and horses of the two Yellow Banners to carry out a leading battle, cutting and blocking the reinforcements of the Ming army in this direction.

The young Hauge was determined to make an immortal deed, and rightfully established himself as the heir to Daikin.

He has considered all the things that should be considered, but he has not considered that the immortal merit is to fight with his life.

"Master!" One by one, Bayala fell beside Hauge, and was immediately crushed by his body, slamming his head. Or with a sharp blade, piercing through the gap in the armor.

Of course, the outcome of the Ming army after the fall is the same.

Many Baya lamas used the method of exchanging lives for their lives, and they tore a hole in the ironclad Great Wall for Haoge.

Finally breaking out of the steel jungle in front of him, Hauge was greeted by thousands of firecrackers standing on wooden boxes and benches.

The popularity of the Ming army was very high, and the Tartars had long been accustomed to it.

'Phew. ’

Spat bloodshot spit, Haug clenched his axe and led the Bayaras to the firefighters.

He had the impression that the Ming army's firecrackers were no different from frightened rabbits, and as soon as the warriors approached, the firecrackers would abandon their firearms and turn away.

But what surprised him was that this time the Ming army did not run.

Not only did they not run, but the musketeers who were close all pointed their guns at them.

The loyal Bayalas quickly stepped forward and held Haug behind them.

After a burst of gunfire, the outer layer of Bayala fell in a circle.

These are the elites of the two yellow flags, real warriors who have worked hard to improve their physical martial arts for many years, but they can't stop a small lead bullet!

Enraged, Haug roared, and rushed into the firecrackers with his axe in hand.

In the face of the armor, the musketeers did not flinch.

If it's too late to reload, just swing the fire gun and smash it. For longer distances, reload quickly and then fire.

In the smoke of gunpowder, Hauge, who had climbed into the wooden box, panted and looked at the wooden platform a hundred and ten paces away.

Soon, just a little bit away, he could still put the axe in his hand towards the damn big rod on the wooden platform!

Li Yunze, who was on the viewing platform, slowly stood up.

He turned to look behind him, and there were five thousand armor soldiers gathered in a row on the riverbank.

The more dazzling sunlight fell on the armor soldiers, blooming brilliantly.

"Ming soldiers! Push over and smash all the Tartars in front of you to the ground. Taking a deep breath, Li Yunze stretched out his hand and pointed to the side of the battle line, "Emperor Ming Xing is abolished, fight here!" ”

"Wan Sheng! Wansheng! ”

Five thousand armor soldiers shouted in unison, and the sound was like thunder.

Over there, Haoge finally saw the Ming army armor who was pressing forward like a mountain, and a touch of despair suddenly rose in his heart.

Once so many armor soldiers are thrown into the battle array, Daikin's side will inevitably collapse.

'Bang! ’

A gunshot rang out, and Hauge, who had suffered a huge blow to his abdomen, immediately collapsed on the wooden box.

He screamed miserably, trying to struggle but feeling the strength in his body pass quickly.

A sturdy figure rushed over and sat directly on top of him.

Zheng Sihai pulled out the bayonet, picked up Hauge's face armor, held the bayonet with both hands against Hauge's mouth, and stabbed it hard.

Standing up and jamming the bayonet on the firearm, the red-eyed Zheng Sihai roared angrily, "Wan Sheng!" ”

The firecrackers are roaring, the artillery is roaring, the armor soldiers are roaring, and even Sun Chengzong's Wen Tiren Wang Chengen is roaring.

As Li Yunze stepped off the viewing platform, his Daxu followed behind the ironclad array and slowly moved forward, and the morale of the Ming army on the battlefield was completely ignited.

The counterattack of the Ming army began.

Huang Taiji watched the banner of Haoge, which was trapped in the Ming army's formation, fall, and at that moment, his heart was as cold as water.

The Ming army counterattacked on all fronts, and the bright ironclad array of mountains pressed over, crushing everything along the way into powder.

The musketeers followed with their muskets, firing their guns at a distance and using bayonets when they were near.

The pole erected high kept moving forward, and finally crushed the psychological bottom line of the Tartars.

The casualty rate of the Tartars has long exceeded the bottom line of the Cold Weapon Era, and it is entirely because the battlefield is too chaotic, plus Huang Taiji personally pressed the battle, and the butcher's knife of the supervising team.

But when tens of thousands of Ming soldiers counterattacked in an all-round way, the soldiers and horses that had long been unable to bear it poured into the rear like a flood of dam breaking.

The sun became brighter and brighter, illuminating the entire battlefield.

The semi-arc iron armor array of the Ming army gradually stretched into a straight line.

The torrent of steel rolled forward, and the Iron Curtain crushed everything in its path.

The Ming army's cry of 'Wan Sheng' was higher than ever, and the Tartars who had collapsed on the whole line had lost their souls, and there was only one thought left in their hearts: escape.

Withering, but that's it.

Huang Taiji, who was on horseback, watched the scene of collapse in front of him, and he muttered to himself, "How can this be, how can this be?" ”

His fat body shook on the horse's back, and then his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The guards around hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

Huang Taiji, whose face was like gold paper, suddenly shouted, "Why is this happening~~~"

After shouting, his body went weak and he fainted directly.

There was a panic all around, and the guards had no choice but to retreat with their sweat.

In this era, the two reds of the good and Yue Tuo father and son. The flag had already taken a detour, and the only one left in the Tartar army was Dorgon's white flag.

But Dolgon's white banner did not come to stop the Ming army's ironclad formation, but quickly retreated north.

The reason is very simple, not only rushing up is in vain, but more importantly, the cavalry army led by Man Gui in the distance has already loomed.

If you don't leave at this time, you won't be able to leave.

At the same time, Li Yunze, who was guarded in the middle by countless shield-wielding soldiers, held the Yongle Sword with a face like a mountain and pointed forward.

"Huangming, Wansheng!"