Chapter 1120

Thank you for the two awards of "the source of origin"!

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A string of tubular objects were placed in front of the array, which made the Tatars wonder.

"That should be the refusal of the Ming people!"

What is horse rejection?

"Ha ha ha!"

"Ming people actually want to stop our army with those things. Nonsense! Kill it!"

"Kill..."

The shouting was so loud that the enemy at the bottom of the hillside began to drive the horses to trot slowly, followed by them to form a dense formation.

The cavalry on the back of the mountain are constantly filling the gap.

The sound of horses' hoofs became dull. When the enemy began to accelerate, the vibration made people's hearts jump wildly.

Fang Xing turned to Zhu Zhanji and said, "you are the crown prince of Daming. It's your honor to face the enemy directly, so I won't advise you to retreat."

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "that's what it should be."

Fang woke up and looked at Jia Quan. Jia Quan nodded. His duty was to watch Zhu Zhanji and not allow him to come forward.

If the fire gun array is washed out, Fang Xing's words will be invalidated immediately. Jia Quan should set up Zhu Zhanji and run away at the first time.

Fang woke up and looked back, raised his hand and said, "cavalry back..."

We were outnumbered. The cavalry had some chicken ribs at this time. Sun Yue nodded and retreated a hundred steps away with the cavalry, ready to meet at any time.

When everything was ready, the sound of horses' hoofs echoed in his ears. Fang woke up but said with a smile: "gentlemen, let's teach alutai a lesson today. Daming wins ten thousand times!"

"Daming wins!"

The neat cry overshadowed the sound of the horse's hoofs, and soon Shen Yao roared, "fire..."

"Boom, boom!"

Three guns ignited, flames and smoke rushed out of the muzzle, and then Shen Yao shouted again: "ignite..."

"Boom, boom!"

Due to the narrow front, Shen Yao divided the twelve guns into four groups and fired again.

The enemy, who had accelerated to the fastest speed, watched the iron bullets roar.

The person in front is the most dangerous, so he is qualified to wear armor. The so-called armour clothes are just rough iron pieces sewn on cowhide, and their defense ability is limited.

The iron bullet rushed into the crowd, and then there was a crackling noise, paving a blood path with limbs and blood.

But the formation is too dense. Everyone can only watch the iron bullets roar in and pray for their luck not to be so bad.

After a round of shelling, the deep flesh and blood channel was immediately filled by people and horses, but the morale was hit after all.

"Fire!"

The advantage of the second round of fire was that it was almost uninterrupted. Shen Yao was overjoyed to see the success of the first round of fire.

"Boom, boom!"

An iron bullet rubbed the head of a thousand households and rushed in. After the crisp sound, the red * * body burst and the broken skull splashed, causing secondary killing.

Thousands of families were glad they had escaped on the galloping horse, but a broken bone flew from behind him at a high speed and just plunged into the back of his head.

When a man falls off his horse, it is like sand falling into a lake. Before he has time to struggle, he immediately annihilates.

The muzzle continued to spit flames, and the iron bullets were constantly creating blood and flesh channels.

The distance had been narrowed to more than 100 steps. Shen Yao shouted in the gap of firing: "change the shotgun..."

The artillery all bent over and ran back and forth, because close behind them were the Musketeers, who had to work at a height below the muzzle of the gun.

——This is the bayonet on the cannon!

"First row..."

"Volley!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The distance of more than 100 steps was almost instantaneous for the cavalry. The Tatars who were ravaged by gunfire all the way were finally relieved. They all clenched their long knives and prepared to vent their anger with their heads.

But the Ming army suddenly burst into a loud noise, and then the smoke of gunpowder filled the air.

"Yi law..."

On the width of more than 50 meters, the density of muskets makes people point.

Dense lead bullets head on, and almost none of the Tatars in the first two rows were spared.

The people in front turned upside down, and the horses behind still relied on inertia to impact, and many tripped by the fallen people and horses.

"Beep, beep, beep!"

Just as the enemy had just rushed through the pile of people and horses trampled into mud, dense lead bullets hit again.

On the top of the mountain, the enemy general stared at the scene, and the people around him advised: "Sir, back off! The big gun of the Ming army is powerful, and the small gun is like rain. If it goes on like this, they will not come back!"

"You can't retreat! You can't hold it as soon as you retreat!"

Attack is a downhill impact, but escape is a uphill climb. He almost exposes his back to his opponent and is slaughtered by others.

"Rush! Make a way for me with human life."

With this gnashing of teeth cry, the cavalry followed and roared down.

"You really don't give up!"

Zhu Zhanji sighed that the platoon gun in front was airtight, and the killed people and horses blocked in front, delaying the subsequent impact speed.

"This is the target!"

The narrow battlefield is naturally suitable for queuing and shooting tactics. Seeing those men and horses desperately pushed forward by their companions behind, Fang woke up and said with a smile: "the overall situation has been decided. Give them another shot."

At this time, the shotgun had been loaded. Shen Yao saw the dense enemy group 70 steps away from the front and shouted happily: "fire alternately!"

"Boom!"

Starting from the left, the first gun was fired, and then a large net of dense shrapnel rushed over.

flesh and blood flying in all directions!

"Fire!"

The second gun followed the ignition, and a large net was formed again.

The width of more than 50 meters was almost shrouded by lead bullets. In the smoke of gunpowder, the enemy riding opposite seemed to encounter an invisible sledgehammer, and the blood arrows on his body soared. Some of the horses fell to the ground, and some jumped wildly in place until they were knocked down by the horses behind them.

Li Jia and Fang San involuntarily walked behind Fang Xing. Seeing the tragedy ahead, Li Jia couldn't help muttering, "hell on earth!"

Fang San clenched the handle of the broad sword and trembled all over. He wished he could rush to kill him immediately.

In the mountain pass, the Tatars had dared not attack. Under the action of inertia, it was like a big meat ball arching forward.

Looking at the gunner ready to fire, the one in front desperately wanted to retreat, while the one behind was pushed forward by the fellow robes who rushed down the hillside.

utterly routed!

Zhu Zhanji said happily, "the big event is settled!"

"Boom!"

When Fang woke up to see the shotgun shot out, the enemy in the front row opened their mouths and roared wildly. Some even waved a knife to their comrades in arms and said, "fight! They dare not turn back!"

Whistle, fire gun!

No amount of troops can play a role in this narrow battlefield. They can only die!

Finally, the enemy's momentum came to a complete halt.

Good chance!

The morale of the enemy has fallen. If Fang Xingxing can't seize this opportunity, he doesn't have to wear the so-called title of famous general. It's better to change the title of waste firewood himself.

"Intensive fire!"

The voice reached the front. Shen Yao knew that the last moment had come. He actually shouted a broken sound.

"Five gun volley..."

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The naked eye can almost see the dense things. Fang woke up and saw them. Of course, the enemy also saw them.

So they collapsed!

Dense lead bullets drilled into the crowd and saw that their front was full of flesh and blood. The Tatars shouted wildly, turned their horses' heads and waved long knives. As long as there were people in front of them, no matter who they were, they would be cut to death