Zaba held an axe in his hand and slashed left and right at the shields that were rushing around him, but he found that no matter how he cut, he could only leave some marks on those shields, but could not break their defenses.

At this time, his horse was stabbed by many spears and covered with blood holes. The horse got up and threw Zaba to the ground in pain.

Just as Zaba fell off the horse, the soldiers in the Ming army holding sickle guns went up and hooked their horse's calves in groups, and then pulled them hard. The horse's calves instantly separated from their bodies. How could the horse without horse's hooves continue to stand? So the Tartars on the horse's back were dropped one by one.

"Ahhhh!" Zaba waved the axe in his hand randomly. His eyes were red now. Regardless of whether he was his own person or not, he would just kill him with an axe.

Because he was indeed going crazy, he rushed into the enemy formation smoothly at first, but now he seemed to be trapped in a quagmire and had no way to take the lead. Not only that, he also felt that there were enemies around him, and weapons attacked by the enemy from all directions.

So, these thousand vanguards of Tartar cavalry quickly decreased under the division of the Ming army's shield formation. The Tartar cavalry on the horse were powerlessly waving the sword in their hands, but they were just doing useless work, because they slashed to the left and the Ming army on the right took the opportunity to attack.

The Tartars were alone no matter what, without three heads and six arms. Faced with a spear that they would pierce from where they didn't know where they could defend themselves, they could only watch their colleagues around them being kicked off the horse.

How could these thousand Taurus cavalry be divided into so many Ming soldiers? Not long after a while, the Taurus cavalry trapped in the formation had been reduced by more than half.

Seeing this, Urhan's expression changed. He saw this Ming army clearly. He thought that this Ming army was not that different from the Ming army that he had seen in the past. It might be more powerful than the Ming army he had seen before, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Advance and retreat are orderly, and whether it is fighting or the operation of the formation is quite organized. It is not an ordinary Ming army, but an elite force in the Ming army.

But now I am thinking about it so much. Taking advantage of the fact that the Ming army is fighting and it is a good time to defeat them, Urhan is not the kind of person who will retreat when he is in trouble. Although Zaba is the leader of the Thousand Cavalry under his command, he doesn't care so much. He is just a Thousand Cavalry team, Urhan's losses are rising.

But if the loss has not yet worked, he would not want it.

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A loud military horn rang out.

The remaining seven thousand Tartar cavalry still carried out a general attack according to the predetermined plan. Since the Ming army's formation could not be broken, they had to take advantage of their cavalry and shooting.

Although Urhan looked at the Ming army a little more highly in his heart, he believed that his riding and shooting was truly invincible.

There is no need to rush around you and shoot around you, use bows and arrows to wipe you out bit by bit. When the Ming army formation is scattered, it is time for them to pull out their sabers to harvest the heads.

So the Tatar cavalry was divided into two parts, one of which rushed towards the Ming army's infantry formation, and the other part rushed towards the Ming army's left wing cavalry.

Looking from the sky, a huge smoke and dust on the ground surged into the sky, and then only a small half of smoke and dust were divided from the large smoke and dust and rushed towards the left. The smoke and dust were like a yellow dragon, with a terrifying huge mouth that wanted to swallow the infighting array that stretched for more than two miles in front of it.

Urha rode a handsome white horse without any trace of hair, holding a copper hammer in his hand, and led five thousand cavalry toward the right wing of the square formation.

At a distance of hundreds of steps, they had already started to raise the bow and arrow in their hands and raise the angle of forty-five degrees. As long as they reach the distance, they can release the arrow in their hands. At that time, they will enjoy the most gorgeous scene in their lives, which is the flower of life composed of blood. This kind of flower is dazzling and colorful, which is the best thing in the world.

The two square formations of Ming soldiers on the right wing were also acting. They looked at the Tartar cavalry rushing towards them in front of them, with a serious expression. With the rhythmic whistle of the Tongling soldiers, the musket soldiers raised the musket in their hands, and the archer pulled the bowstring and aimed the arrow at the sky to prepare for shooting.

At this time, the war drums had sounded, and the morale of the Ming soldiers was increasing little by little. They only felt a force in their hearts, and a force that wanted to tear these Tartar cavalry to their whole body.

The scene on this land was like a yellow dragon stretching for several miles surrounding a green Xuanwu. The giant earth-colored dragon roared, looking for the weakness of the iron-armored Xuanwu that covers an area of ​​more than two miles and then biting it.

Cao Wenzhao was standing on the high ground of the platform, holding a silver spear in his hand, and shouting with all his strength.

"Swear to live and die together with the position!"

"Thousand Victories! Thousand Victories!"

With this echoing voice that resounded through the world, the momentum of the Ming soldiers was ignited at the highest point. The words "Wan Sheng" seemed to have angered the iron-armored Xuanwu, which had been tightened together and had no movement, and roared for a decisive battle.

The black muzzle, with sharp feather arrows, aimed at the Tartar cavalry, and slightly shifted as the Tartar cavalry moved.

At this time, it seemed that there were only these two armies left between heaven and earth. Even the howling north wind became eclipsed under the iron-blooded momentum of this army.

Sixty steps had arrived, and the Taurus cavalry entered the shooting line of the Ming soldiers' firearms.

"Let the firearm wheels!"

With the help of two huge loudspeakers with one person high, Cao Wenzhao's voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

So the musketeers from both sides of the right wing aimed at the Tartar cavalry and pulled the trigger behind the index finger.

"Smack and fuck!"

The three-stage round shot, and the first row of two square formations of the right wing more than 700 musketeers pulled the trigger. A ball of fire broke out from the muzzle at the muzzle, and a ball of black smoke came out. More than 700 lead bullets the size of a fingernail flew towards the Tartars. The first row of soldiers pulled the trigger and immediately squatted down. Then skillfully took out a gunpowder bag from the waist, bit off the paper bag on the top with their teeth, poured the particle gunpowder into the barrel, and then picked up a lead bullet and stuffed it into the barrel, then took a strip inside to enter the barrel and then stab it hard.

This skillful action takes only ten seconds to complete, and this is just the speed of training. In addition, the morale increase of the battle, their speed involuntarily increased. They could have fired five or six in one minute and found that they could have fired seven or eight in one minute.

Don’t underestimate the gap between these and two shots, this means that every minute, the casualties of the Tatar cavalry increased exponentially.

"Ahhhhh! Ahhhhhh!"

With the sound of muskets and muskets, the Tartar cavalry were hit by lead bullets and then dropped off the horse one by one.

Although they were wearing leather armor on their upper body, the leather armor was very simple, and most of them were roughly sewn with an iron heart protection mirror on the leather armor.

How could it be the opponent of this musket that could penetrate iron armor in a hundred steps? The lead bullet penetrated their bodies without any sign of being blocked.

Lead bullets are not iron eggs. The harm of lead bullets is much greater than that of iron eggs. This is determined by the physical characteristics of lead. Because lead is softer, all kinetic energy can often be released after hitting the human body. The normal manifestation is that the warhead hits the human body, especially when hitting the harder bones in the human body, it will cause serious deformation and even the lead bullet will directly break into the human body.

As long as a part of the human body is hit by a lead bullet, a trumpet-shaped cavity will appear, causing a hundred times the area of ​​the iron egg. Then, coupled with the damage caused by the huge pressure on the human blood circulation system in an instant, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

Even if the person hit by a lead bullet is not dead, the injured person will be helpless. In this era, there is no cure. If all the fragments of the lead bullet are taken out of the wound, it will cause serious lead poisoning. Even if there are relatively few fragments, it must be taken out through surgical procedures.

You should know that this was in ancient times. After the lead bullet was shot into the human body, it would definitely bring some clothes fragments or messy things into the wound. Think about how many pathogenic bacteria those things carry. As long as they are hit by the lead bullet, even if they don’t die, it will definitely cause secondary infection.

Therefore, in later generations, lead bombs were very disgusting, both destructive and lethal, and could be said to be almost comparable to the infamous bacterial weapons. Therefore, later generations issued a convention that explicitly prohibited the use of lead bombs.

However, it is not that there are not so many concerns about using lead bullets here in later generations. At this moment, as long as something that can kill the enemy is a good thing, lead bullets are a sharp weapon to resist the enemy. If Zhu Youxiao doesn't use it, he will be a fool.

Is Zhu Youxiao stupid? Obviously he is not stupid at all. How could he give up such a good thing? So not only does it work, but it also needs to be used on a large scale.

Anyway, the enemy is fighting, what does it have to do with them if they die? The more ruthless the enemy suffers, the more they will be afraid when they see me in the Ming Dynasty. They will make them tremble, and they will be afraid to sway when they see me in the Ming Dynasty again, and they will never dare to be enemies with me in the Ming Dynasty in their entire lives.

If the conditions were not allowed, he would have wanted to get into the big blowjob, but now his level can only watch the big blowjob, and the effect of the big blowjob on him is that he feels very majestic and safe.

As for letting him use it, Zhu Youxiao can only say, come on, have the emperor seen it? Do I want me to perform one for you?

Urhan felt very miserable and was still thirty steps away from entering the range of his bow and arrow, but what greeted him was a rain of bullets.

When did the Nanman's firearm become so sharp? It is unheard of in culture.

Urhan hid behind, watching the warriors of his tribe fall off their horses one by one, and then countless horse hooves were left with only minced meat with cloth pieces on the ground, but he was powerless to stop it, so he could only wait to get close to thirty steps and show the invincible riding and shooting of my Golden Family.

The Ming army could shoot more than 700 shots in each round, and it would take about every two or three seconds. Because the smoothbore gun was not accurate, it could only use platoon guns to kill and kill. However, it was also due to the attempt of the Tartar cavalry to circle the Ming army's formation, so they came to the side, so the area of ​​the strike became larger, and at least more than 200 Tartars would fall from the horse in each round of shooting.

In just twenty steps, seven or eight hundred civilians were hit, and more than one percent of the 5,000 people fell off the horse.

When he approached forty steps, Urhan finally smiled on his face. It was time for him to massacre the Ming army.

"Let those southern barbarians see how powerful we are!" Urhan roared while bent his bow and arrows to prepare to shoot.

Just as he finished speaking, he looked up and saw that there seemed to be countless small black dots in the sky. Just when he wanted to find out what this thing was, it was too late, and hundreds of Tartars were shot by feather arrows. The entire arrow was made of fine iron. The penetration power was almost in vain compared to the Tartars' armor. One arrow was penetrated, and even their baby's heart protection mirror had no effect. It was impossible to discuss directly.

Urhan brought his five thousand little brothers with the lead bullets like raindrops and overwhelming bows and arrows to the range of thirty steps after going through a lot of hardships. At this time, the horses had already run out of the attack range of the right wing of the Ming army and entered the range of the left wing.

Because he was wandering, riding and shooting, he ran around in circles. However, he didn't expect that the Ming army would not play according to common sense. He would not say that the muskets were against the will of heaven. The southern barbarians would tinker with these things, but the bows and arrows were farther away than themselves, and it would be unreasonable.

Urhan was so bitter that he felt very distressed, but he didn't know who he could tell, and he had no time to say it, because he had spared the Ming army half a circle and entered the left wing.

The soldiers of the Ming army on the left wing were immediately overjoyed when they saw it. The Tartar cavalry looked down on him and insisted on attacking from the right wing. They thought they could not get any soup, but they did not expect that the meat would come to their door. This was a huge joy. What are the brothers waiting for? Come on side by side quickly.

Urhan, who bent his bow and arrow, shot out the first round, and the Tartars finally felt that the path of hardship was about to end. When the Southern Barbarians began to suffer casualties, their formation would be scattered, and then they would be their death.

However, just in their surprise eyes, the shield soldiers raised the shield in their hands. After a slight clanging sound, the Ming army was injured [Tianlai Novel www.23txt.xyz] and died only twenty times, and there were only three seriously injured. The rest were lucky enough to drill into the gap and were shot.

It was impolite to come without going, and the Tatar cavalry saw a more violent arrow rain and muskets greeted them fiercely.

On the earth, the thick and sturdy yellow dragon had already been beaten to lose weight, and the wreckage on the ground was left by his injuries.
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