The first round of cannons did not attack Li Huajing's infantry, but concentrated on attacking more than 700 cavalry on both wings. With the fire, the cavalry could not avoid it at a distance of thirty feet, just like fish on a chopping board, slaughtered by others. After falling down dozens of cavalry, they fled in all directions like a blast of a nest.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Li Huajing ordered, "Retreat thirty feet!"

The reason why we ask to retreat slowly is to maintain the formation, because retreat on the battlefield is the most dangerous moment, and it is possible to turn from retreat to retreat at any time.

Li Huajing had already seen that the other party had been deliberately hiding his strength, and now he had taken off his disguise and wanted to give himself a fatal blow. However, after the cannon was fired, there was always half a cup of tea to clean up and fill the bullets. As long as his formation was not messy, it was enough to retreat to a safe distance and the whole team was held.

However, before he could breathe, the second round of artillery arrived in an instant and hit the infantry formation he was retreating. The already loose formation immediately fell into chaos. The slowly regressing steps turned into turning and running. Everyone wanted to run to a safe distance as soon as possible to avoid these deadly iron bullets.

As soon as the cannon sounded, Bai Tianfu's two thousand sandbag soldiers were no longer under the control of Li Huajing. Although no shell was fired at them, they turned around and ran away in an orderly manner, almost evacuating the battlefield.

Li Huajing was furious and thought that the battle had been over. He had to go to the north of the city to settle the score with Bai Tianfu. Before he could finish his thoughts, he saw that the three gates of the camp behind the Changshan soldiers were opened. The fully armored cavalry surged out of the village like a flood. After crossing three suspension bridges, they rushed down from the slope like lightning. There were endless numbers. I don’t know how many there were behind.

It's over, Li Huajing thought desperately.

Indeed, even though he knew that if he did not form a formation, the remaining 3,000 people would become lambs to be slaughtered in front of the cavalry, but his troops could no longer be stalked. In the moment of his promise of retreat, it turned into a great collapse. Everyone ran desperately towards the direction of Huaian City. Li Huajing sighed, protected by more than a dozen personal soldiers, and turned his horse's head away.

Zheng Hualong's troops on the left wing reacted half a beat slower because they were like the right wing and were not attacked by cannons. When they realized that Li Huajing's main central army had retreated and the battle had been defeated, among their two thousand men, except for the cavalry and fleeing, the remaining 1,800 infantry could no longer be left and was stuck by Yu Fangren's 400 cavalry.

"Form a formation!" Zheng Hualong shouted loudly, "Rise the shield!"

What surprised Yu Fangren was that the opponent's chief general Zheng Hualong did not throw away his troops, but instead dismounted, took a spear, and joined the formation.

He formed two square formations, the outer layer was a shield player, and the upper and lower layers of shields blocked the arrows shot by the cavalry. Hundreds of spearmen pointed out of the spear, like a hedgehog, to prevent the direct impact of the heavy cavalry. The middle of the square formation was protected by musketeers and archers. Although musketeers were not used at this moment, archers could barely pose a threat to the enemy by shooting.

Yu Fangren secretly admired her. Under such circumstances, the other party did not collapse, and she also had considerable morale. She formed the square formation very well, and it was obvious that she had worked hard.

There is no way for the cavalry to use such a formation, but Yu Fangren does not want to break the formation by himself. His cavalry only needs to "stick" these two thousand people.

The so-called sticking is actually to fix it so that it cannot move, because under the surveillance of the cavalry, once the square formation moves, the formation will immediately scatter and reveal a gap. However, if it does not move, if the soldiers raise their shields and spears for a long time, the soldiers' physical strength will always be exhausted.

So when such a formation meets the cavalry, they can only hold on to the rescue. Unfortunately, this time they did not wait for their reinforcements, but they waited for the Changshan soldiers.

One thousand people came, two hundred Mo Daoshi, four hundred archers, and four hundred shields led by Chen Wangxin himself.

Yu Fangren saw the weapons in Mo Daoping's hands for the first time. About one hundred people were holding a long sword, two-foot blade and four-foot knife handle, which looked very cruel. The other one hundred people actually held not a knife, but a long axe.

These two hundred people were wearing armor and iron helmets. Except for the alien Chen Wangxin, the others were tall and mighty, worthy of Shandong men. They were obviously vanguards used for melee combat.

Sure enough, when Chen Wangxin saw such a square formation, he without saying a word, inserted the long sword in his hand to the ground, snatched a long axe from the hands of the people around him, roared himself, held the axe in both hands, and rushed towards the square formation.

Dozens of long sword soldiers followed him, playing archers bent their bows and arrows on both sides, and kept shooting towards the square formation, which was somewhat of a kind of cover.

When he approached the square formation, the spear behind the shield began to stab outwards. The long knife hand beside Chen Wangxin either slashed or blocked, snatched a space. Chen Wangxin swung his long axe and drew a semicircle in the air. The heavy axe was actually swung out by him and slammed a shield with a whirring sound of wind.

The long axe was immediately broken into two pieces. The axe bounced into the air with a small axe handle. The shield that had endured this blow immediately cracked and flew backwards with the shield player behind him, not only knocked down the two or three spearmen behind him, but also opened a gap in the shield next to him.

This was simply beyond human power. The soldiers in the square formation were stunned for a moment. Seeing that the Changshan soldiers were about to rush forward and the formation was about to be destroyed, Zheng Hualong behind him shouted in a deep voice: "Don't panic, the reserve is on the way!"

The commander in charge was not panicked, and the soldiers naturally had confidence in their hearts. The spearman who was the candidate in the square immediately stabbed the gap, while the shield player who was the candidate sacrificed his life. Two people used one shield to fill the gap with three and four shields.

But even so, everyone knows that it is only a matter of time to break the formation. Once the formation is broken, the cavalry will rush over, and it will turn into a bloody massacre.

Chen Wangxin took his men back a little, glanced at him, and wanted to choose the next weak point and enter the formation in one fell swoop.

Just as a horse's hooves galloped, dozens of cavalry rushed from the direction of the camp, and strangled the horse's head several feet in front of the square.

"General Chen!" Zhou Shixian immediately leaned his head and said, "Is it possible if I say a few words to them?"

Chen Wangxin didn't expect that the prince consort would arrive here. He knew that he was going to call for surrender and hurriedly said, "Cheng! Cheng!"

"Which one is Zheng Hualong?" Zhou Shixian shouted into the formation, "Come out and answer!"

After a moment of silence in the square formation, one person replied: "I am Zheng Hualong, what advice do you have?"

"I pity you as a hero and show you a way out." Zhou Shixian said, "You will surrender now!"

"My formation has not been broken yet!" Zheng Hualong said loudly, "If you want to attack, you have to exchange your lives."

"Just!" Zhou Shixian pointed back and shouted loudly, "Can you block the long sword bow and arrow, can you block the muskets and cannons?"

Zheng Hualong looked at the formation from afar and saw that the musketeers on the hillside had already boarded their horses and the cannons had already been hung on the shaft.
Chapter completed!