The wild girl's impact was really fierce and deterrent, but after Fang Xing saw that there were only these people, he waved his hand and said, "Annihilate as soon as possible." ” "Reload!"
Shen Yao shouted excitedly, this is the first actual combat of artillery!
Twelve guns lined up, listening to the sound of horses' hooves, began to measure the distance.
"Prepare ......"
Shen Yao raised his long knife and swung it down violently.
"Put!"
"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"
The iron bullets drew a parabola in the air, and three of them crashed directly into the middle of the enemy horsemen.
"Poof......
A Jurchen's neck was grazed by an iron bullet, and the man was still sitting on horseback, but his head was tilted to one side.
The undiminished impact of the iron bullet dropped some height, swept through the three riders behind it, and finally fell to the ground and rebounded again.
"Bang Bang!"
The fragile legs of the horses were like they had hit a reef and were broken.
The cavalry fell off their horses and was immediately trampled into mud by the hooves of the horses that followed.
The scale of the impact of hundreds of horsemen seemed terrifying, but when the three iron bullets were over, the morale quickly fell.
"Damn!
Missed most of it!
” Shen Yao kicked his ass in a rage, and the roar could be heard throughout the battlefield.
"It's all aimed at Lao Tzu, and if you can't hit next time, Lao Tzu will stuff you in!
Fart Yan ignition!
” But the enemy cavalry had already entered the range of the flintlock pistol, and Xin Laoqi would not give them another chance.
"First row......
Salvo!
” "Bang bang bang!"
In the smoke of gunpowder, the sound of artillery rang out again......
"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"
Behind Fang Xing was the cavalry of the brigade, and after three rounds of artillery bombardment, he put down his binoculars, pulled out his Tang knife and shouted: "Attack!"
” "Da Ming is mighty!"
"Da Ming is mighty!"
"Da Ming is mighty!"
After a deafening shout, the cavalry outflanked the musket array and rushed towards the enemy, who had been scattered in formation and more than half of his number. …… "Wan Sheng!
Wansheng!
Wansheng!
” The people in the camp were crazy, and everyone was cheering with their hands raised.
But the fierce brother Timur was as pale as earth, and hissed: "This is not the Ming army!"
This is not the Ming Army!
I've seen the firearms of the Ming army, but they're not so sharp!
” Li Manzhu's hand was trembling, and he muttered: "There are not many Ming soldiers, not many!"
Let's, what are we going to do?
” Xiao Da said nonchalantly: "My lord, this is the slave Gandusi!"
” "Oh!
That's right, this is Nu'er Gandusi!
” Li Manzhu and Meng's brother Timur looked at each other, and then stretched out their hands to each other and struck hard.
"Smack!"
A short-lived covenant was formed.
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The battlefield has begun to divide the victory and defeat, Li Manzhu, who has completed the ceremony, looked blankly at the wild female reals who were scattered and fled, and said in disbelief: "Aren't those wild people fighting to the death and not retreating?"
” Xiao Da's voice trembled a little: "Yes, when we went to the old forest to grab things from these savages in the past, it was all a never-ending ending!"
What's going on today?
” …… "These are the wild men known as Jurchen warriors?"
Fang Xing saw those enemies who didn't dare to turn back and resist at all, and felt that this history was a fake history.
The main force of the barbarian Qing war was those wild Jurchens, who were known as the most powerful warriors in the world.
The facts have also proved this, the Ming army at the end of the Ming Dynasty was beaten and had no power to fight back, and even let them show off their martial arts under the city of Beiping, and then they left the Ming Dynasty with the plundered population and property.
Lin Qun'an said in surprise: "Uncle, the so-called Jurchen warriors, that's just for those alien races, in front of the Ming army, they are not enough!"
” Belch......
Fang was embarrassed, he linked the Ming army at this time with the end of the Ming Dynasty.
But then a desolation rose in his chest.
It was these savages who looked fierce and vicious, the real number of people was only tens of thousands, but they actually defeated the behemoth Daming.
How erosive this Nima is!
"Uncle, I found that the men and horses of Jianzhou Wei and Zuo Wei were snooping on the side."
The scout galloped back and said.
"How many?"
Fang Xing touched the hilt of the knife and sneered.
Nima!
This is watching the siege of the Venla Mountain Station!
"The two families have been united, and there are about 1,000 riders."
"Is this trying to test the will of the Great Ming?
Go, summon ......" …… "Someone from the Ming army is coming!"
Needless to say, both Li Manzhu and Meng's brother Timur saw the lonely cavalryman.
A banner waives in the wind on the shoulders of the cavalry, and the hunt sounds.
The cavalry was tall, sat on horseback and looked at these people, and said sharply: "Da Mingxing and Bo summoned you two to go!"
” Li Manzhu moved his hand, and Bada grasped the hilt of the knife.
Brother Meng, Timur, laughed dryly.
The cavalry shouted again: "Uncle has an order, if you two have ghosts, then fight it out!"
Our army is only 2,000 people, and no one can survive the defeat!
” A cool breath spread in the hearts of Li Manzhu and the two, and the two glanced at each other, both understanding each other's meaning.
When did the Ming army become so strong?
You must know that this is not far from the station of the two, and you can transfer men and horses at any time to surround and kill the Ming army with superior forces.
The cavalryman stretched out his right hand, and the five fingers gradually popped out.
This is in the time limit, after all five fingers pop out, that is when the two sides meet.
A small cavalryman dared to humiliate himself in front of his men.
What a shame!
Li Manzhu's cheeks were hot, his fierce brother Timur's fists were clenched, and his subordinates behind him were breathing, just waiting for an order to kill this bold Ming army, and then wave his division to attack the main force of the Ming army that was cleaning the battlefield.
Under the cold gaze of this Ming army, when he popped out the fourth finger, Li Manzhu and Meng's brother Timur hung their heads almost at the same time.
"Xiaguan will go immediately."
The cavalry withdrew his right hand, looked coldly at the angry Jurchens behind the two, rode his horse back, waved the banner and shouted: "Da Ming is mighty!"
” One person, one ride, but it gave birth to the momentum of thousands of troops!
Is this the Ming Army?
Is this the Ming army of the Mengyuan people who fought across the world?
Without looking back, Li Manzhu could feel the morale of his subordinates drop.
Brother Meng Timur said expressionlessly: "Let's go, it's too late to give that uncle an excuse to kill!"
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” Walking through the middle of the battlefield, the dead men and horses were sorted out by the people, and the weapons were piled up, but Fang Xing's strange order was to destroy them all, especially those bows and arrows.
Those prisoners were escorted back by the Ming army, and the slightest slowness was a rifle butt, and those who dared to resist would immediately be pierced by bayonets through a few holes.
It's brutal!
Fang Xing did not set up a tent, but stood there, listening to the report of his subordinates.
"My lord, Jianzhou Wei Li Manzhu, the commander of the Jianzhou Left Guard, asked Brother Meng Timur to see!"
In fact, they both saw each other, and the distance was only five meters.
But this voice was a bit humiliating to Li Manzhu.
After Li Xianzhong died, it should be common sense that Li Manzhu should inherit the position of commander, but looking at Fang Xing's appearance, it is not possible to have this will.
"Let them come."
When the two entered, they hurriedly knelt down on one knee and saluted.
"I've seen Lord Xinghebo!"
Fang Xing didn't call them up, but looked at the two of them silently.
The temperature of Nu'er Gandusi in spring was very low, and when he knelt on the ground, it didn't take long for him to feel that his knees were not his own.
"What do you want to do?
Rebellion?
Well!
”