Chapter 359: Killing

When you turn over the wooden fence and fall on the ground inside, the first move is not an attack, but you must shake it a little to maintain your balance. In front of these tile stingers are spearmen arranged in a row.

The only way for the Tartar soldiers to attack the enemy was to throw the soldiers in their hands. The leather robes on their bodies could not have any hindrance to the sharp spear. The neat pricks also sounded almost at the same time.

On the entire East Asian continent, the troops that had not fought with the Jiang family army did not know that the use of spears in the Spanish phalanx, and even the soldiers in the European colonies of Luzon and Goa were not as skillful as those of them.

There were already a large number of tile-sect soldiers outside the wooden fence. The officers shouted loudly and desperately drove the soldiers over the wooden fence. There were also people who were desperately chopping the wooden fence. Those who flipped over died without any suspense, but there were too many people who flipped over.

Before the wooden fence was cut off, the spear soldiers' front was about to move backwards, because the corpses of the thorn soldiers who were successively spread on the ground, and the Mongolian soldiers rushing over were already standing on the corpses, and the spear's stabbing efficiency could not be maintained on the largest flat spear.

The officers of the array ordered the array to take a few steps back, but the thorn soldiers wielding swords were depressed to find that no matter how brave they were, they could not get close to each other. Some people stood in the space of the wooden fence and took out the horn bow. However, the opponent's spear line kept firing out, and there were also bows and arrows with tricky angles - the guards did not have the grenade guns in their hands, but there were also bows and arrows.

The only progress made now is to burn the fire in the other party's area, and because of the other party's retreat, he heard the sound of crackling behind him, which had blocked the whole day and was quickly chopped down. As soon as the wooden barn fell, the thorn soldiers who had already been crowded there shouted excitedly. They thought their victory was right in front of them. As soon as the wooden barn opened, the people inside had no cover to block the bow and arrow.

The formations of the Wassar soldiers who were still fighting with the spearmen in front of them were scattered. The Wassar officer quickly organized the archers and prepared to launch towards the Jiang family army in front of him. As long as the first wave of arrows was shot out, the opponent's formation was in chaos and the overall situation could be determined quickly.

The officers of the Jiang family army also issued a loud order. The contrailers were very reluctant to spare their ammunition at this time. Two hundred people were shot into four rows, and under the protection of the spearmen, they took turns to fight.

The formation of the spearmen began to press forward neatly. It turned out that if the Jiang family army wanted to attack out, they had to move the wooden fences. In order to ensure the speed and timeliness of the attack, Jiang Feng used the guards. Because they were cavalrymen, Jiang Feng knew that he had few people and the troops in his hands had high requirements for logistics. If there was no sufficient ammunition to go out and fight with his army dozens of times, that would be a death.

So he has always relied on the resistance of the Muzha Mongol cavalry and bows and arrows to counterattack on the spot. In the eyes of the Muzha army, the Muzha in front of him is the most angering thing. Too many people died in front of this Muzha. As long as they move these fences, their proud cavalry and bows and arrows can play a role.

However, these people did not expect that the Jiang family army could still attack when the fence was moved away. Since its establishment, the Jiang family army is in a defensive state. This is the first time this time.

The width of the river valley allowed the Jiang family army to form a quadron of 400 people. After forming a quadron, they pressed forward. The Mongols could not resist it. The bows and arrows of the Tatars were only launched for one round. Although the spearmen and the conflict spearmen were protected by armor, the penetration of the horn bow was very strong at such a close distance.

Many people fell to the ground screaming, but at this time it was the time for life and death. Jiang Feng was in the second team with a spear and the guards. When the soldiers in front saw their leader pressing the formation, they fought to the death in front.

The thorn soldiers used Jiang Feng's square formation as if they had seen a hedgehog. The hedgehog's long-range attack ability was no less than the bows and arrows in their hands. The Mongolian soldiers who rushed in through the gap were constantly knocked down. No matter how the officers behind drove them away, the spearmen pushed them out step by step.

Mutua also looked at the battle situation opposite from the high place set up behind. Although it was dark, a huge fire ignited in the camp of the Jiang family army, which made him see clearly.

"Shot with a big bow, you can shoot as close as you can!"

After this order, Qianhu next to him was stunned and said in a trembling voice:

"Sir, that would hurt our own soldiers..."

"Changshengtian will remember them, go down and pass the order quickly!"

Watshuwanhumutua issued an order in a harsh manner. He saw on it that the Watshu soldiers who had just entered had been killed. He felt something was wrong in his heart. Could the Ming Dynasty's border troops be unable to succeed with such tenacious resistance?

However, in his impression, even the border troops of the Ming Dynasty could not have so many firearms and such fighting will. But Mutua knew better that his soldiers were not the Mongolian cavalry that dominated the world hundreds of years ago. Their fighting will was already loose and unsatisfactory. If they did not take the obstacles in one go, their morale would almost collapse.

Several thorn soldiers in front of them leaned against the wooden fence that had not been cut down yet. Although they were still holding long swords in their hands, they were also extremely desperate in their eyes. The Han team was as unparalleled as a giant, approaching step by step, and their companions either fell to the spear and were either bombarded by the spear and killed by the raid.

Now most of the wath Mongolian soldiers who attacked the Muzha were dead, and the remaining people were either forced to the edge of the Muzha or driven out.

At this moment, a whistling sound suddenly sounded in the air. The thorn soldiers who were fighting and retreating there looked extremely horrified on their faces. Then most of them rushed towards the square formation, and would rather be shot to death by a spear.

Jiang Feng saw the scene in front of him under the reflection of the fire. When he was surprised, he was suddenly knocked to the ground by several guards around him.

A large area of ​​screams sounded around him. Jiang Feng, who was lying on the ground, didn't care about anything, pushed away the body covering his guard, stood up and looked around. Instead, the team rushing in front had fewer casualties. The team he was in had been shot to death by a sudden arrow, nearly 200 people.

There were no less than a hundred people in the front brigade, and now there was a little chaos in the wooden fence. Although many Mongolian soldiers were shot to death, the soldiers of the brigade no longer cared about chasing them. They picked up wooden rafts everywhere to cover them. If the soldiers using spears and mesh guns were not in the brigade, they would have no advantage in connecting with the Mongolian soldiers.

Fortunately, before the reform of the platoon, many spearmen were swords and shields in the platoon of the Jiang family army. Often more than a dozen people threw down their weapons and raised wooden rafts to resist the raids. Fortunately, most of the Mongolian soldiers were forced to the edge of the wooden fence, and the launch of the big bow just now caused more damage to the tile sect soldiers wearing leather robes.

The sharp sound of hissing in the air broke from far to near again. Jiang Feng's guards had already taken out the shields behind them and carried the wooden rafts on the ground to cover them.

Because they were guarding against the Mongols' bows and arrows in advance, many wooden rafts were placed on the ground, which played a role at this time. However, many soldiers threw the weapons in their hands on the ground and had no ability to attack at all. Jiang Feng looked back and saw that even in the night, he could see that the guards, Minzhuang and slaves behind him were a little uneasy.

Now there are more than a dozen people around Jiang Feng holding shields. The best iron shield is not afraid of the arrows that can be shot. Jiang Feng is safe now. Jiang Feng's eyes are red with blood. He knows in his heart that if the Mongolians' big bow is pushed forward, even the camp behind will soon be affected and will really collapse by then.

"Hold the shield to cover it, push the cannon up, push the cannon up!"

When the twatt army blindfolded the horses and approached the wooden fence, Jiang Feng's soldiers dragged the cannons covering the wooden fence away from the wooden fence to avoid delaying the spearmen's hand-to-hand combat.

With Jiang Feng's order, Jiang Feng's guards used shields to rush to the front of the cannon house. At this time, the wooden house was very useful. The big arrows shot from the big bow were all stuck on the wooden house and could not hurt the people inside. Now this situation is really like it rains.

Moreover, the range of the big arrow continued to extend forward, and the iron rang could no longer stop the retreat there. It could only allow the group trainees to maintain order and not disintegrate. Any unstable slaves would be killed immediately.

The six cannons were not heavy, and they were quickly pushed in front of the gap and the original muzzle. The corpses on the ground were already quite troublesome. Fortunately, the distance of a few steps would not have any impact on the range and distance of the cannon. The angle of the barrel did not consider whether it was a jump or not, and it was directly placed flat.

At this time, the shotgun was the most powerful, but there was no need to care about so much, so it just put a solid shell on it.

After the loading was completed, Jiang Feng shouted:

"Fight, as long as the barrel is not popular, just hit me!"

The archer of the big bow has advanced to about fifty steps away from the wooden fence. The fifth row of archers is followed by a large number of cavalry and infantry. The six flying shells do not need to be aimed, but they directly make a bloody path...
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