"Woooooo!"...

With the order of the commander of the army, Sun Chuanting, the arrows in the sky were shot towards the enemy ahead.

These Tartar soldiers who had broken through the bombardment of cannons and were about to enter the range of their own bows and arrows, immediately faced a death blow!

The attack density and attack strength of the crossbow are not comparable to those sparse shells.

The 60,000 soldiers of the former army of the Ming New Army were divided into three sections of shooting and launched endless attacks.

They fired 20,000 arrows at a time, and the crossbow in their hands, and ten consecutive shots were 200,000 arrows.

This is the attack of the first row of soldiers in the third-stage shooting mode. After the crossbow in the hands of the soldiers in the first row was launched, the 20,000 soldiers in the second row stepped forward together and started the relay and launched the second wave of attack!

The cavalry soldiers of the Tartars only felt that the opponent's crossbow was too sharp.

On the charge of the formation, there were corpses everywhere, and a large number of warriors and hardcore traitors were shot to death by raindrop crossbow arrows, and they all screamed and fell down on their horses.

Although they have now rushed to a distance that they are only a little short of being able to fire the bow and arrow in their hands.

But even though this gap of dozens of meters seems to have turned into an invisible iron wall. No matter how loud the soldiers roared and rushed up, they would be immediately covered and shot by the enemy's endless rain of arrows.

Being violently hit by the opponent's long-range power, there will always be only a sparse cavalry left on the front of the Tatar cavalry vanguard.

Faced with the crossbow attacks of the Ming New Army like a death storm, the formation of the Tartar cavalry could no longer be maintained.

There were very few cavalrymen who could rush through this death zone. On the sparse cavalry vanguard formation, the iron hooves of war horses stepped on the ground and formed a layer of corpses. Bright red blood splashed out from the arrow holes, flooding the iron horseshoes of the cavalry mounts.

In just a short time, the Tartars' vanguard army seemed to be trapped in a swamp of blood, with a strong smell of blood floating around, and blood splashed with flying dust.

The hot blood shot out from the human body hit the smoke and dust in the air, instantly solidifying the smoke and dust. The evaporated white air floated out of the blood and quickly dissipated into the cold air that night.

Death, death, or death!

The faster you rush, the faster you die.

The rain of crossbows and arrows that were shot continuously by the Ming New Army seemed endless. There was only the rain of crossbows and arrows in sight, passing through the remnants of the air, and the arrows made of steel pierced the air, and the sharp whistling was endless.

Around them are the corpses of the wild Jurchen Tartar soldiers, and the flying dust fell on the still warm corpses, gradually spreading a thick layer.

The war horses that lost their masters detoured the outer edge of the battlefield and ran towards the rear of the Tartar cavalry. The eyes of the war horses turned scarlet, like nightmare horses from hell.

In the central position of the Tartar cavalry, the generals leading the team realized that their troops could not rush to the iron curtains organized by the opponent with bows and crossbows.

Moreover, those flowering bullets that exploded and had extremely lethality continued to be bombarded, and teams of cavalry on their own died on the battlefield.

This has made Gude and Gubai, the two formerly arrogant and arrogant white flag-wild Jurchen flag owners, realize their mistakes.

Goode suddenly remembered what Huang Taiji said, and must not attack the guns, cannons, crossbow formations of the Ming New Army, but...

At this time, Gude, the leader of the Zhengbai Banner of the Wild Jurchen Soren tribe, had blood red inside his eyes and was almost mad.

These cavalrymen who followed him to ride the horse on the grassland died simply here. They were the bravest warriors of the Sauron tribe!

At this time, before they began to kill any enemy, they became cold corpses.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

"This is not a fight! This is a death!"

"Quick! Retreat quickly. If this continues, all our tribe warriors will die."

At this time, Gu Bai, the lord of the Wild Jurchen white flag, came out from the crowd and shouted in front of the cavalry's central army formation.

At this time, only a small number of people heard his voice. In the fierce attack of the cavalry cluster, the voice of a person was too small.

He had to ride his war horse to the front of the central army, shouting at the cavalrymen who were launching wild attacks, trying to stop the warriors from charging.

However, the hoarse shouts were drowned in the tragic roars of the cavalry battle formation, intermittently, one after another, and the sound of horse hooves drowned Gu Cypress's shouts.

But a small number of Tartar cavalry soldiers still heard the order. At this time, these wild Jurchen cavalry, who were relying on a fiery attack, slowly slowed down their charge.

They had long wanted to retreat, but they were not allowed to do so.12

Braveness is absolutely different from seeking death. Facing a crossbow that can shoot their entire army here, these Tartar cavalry began to have their boiling blood, which had already cooled down.

The desperate shouts of the tribesmen around them rang in their ears, and the flesh and blood were covered in horse hooves, reminding them how stupid it was to fight head-on with these Ming New Army.

The Tartar soldiers began to become in chaos. The team that was striving forward to fight, some people tried their best to control the horses under them, trying to slow down the speed, and then galloped around the battlefield and retreated from the periphery of the battlefield.

The people rushing forward in the team were roaring. They were the bravest team and could not tolerate these timid and cowardly people. Death in battle was their destination, and bravery was their left and right.

They were angrily scolding the soldiers who wanted to retreat, and the two sides actually had a dispute on this battlefield.

However, on the fierce battlefield, being away from it is the most undesirable and will make oneself die faster.

Moreover, at this time, you can't just retreat just by wanting to retreat.

Their heads, shells and arrows were flying continuously, but the Tartars team became in chaos.

Brave and cowardice intersect here, death and the crazy roars around them were wrapped around these people, and in every minute and every second, someone died tragically under the rain of arrows.

The corpses were piled up on the ground, and several generals of the Tartar cavalry team were quarreling fiercely at this time.

Those who want to continue to attack the enemy's formation and strongly advocate retreating, even their own people began to draw swords at their former partners.

At this moment, the two white flag soldiers arrived here. Dozens of messengers brought the orders of Gude and Gubai, the whole army quickly withdrew.

They rushed into the chaotic team and shouted at the soldiers around them, "The chaotic cavalry teams finally slowed down the speed of their war horses and began to retreat slowly."

After about a stick of incense, these Tartar cavalry finally stopped the charge of the army and began to turn around and retreat.

However, the huge battle formation of the Ming New Army began to steadily forward, and continued to attack continuously while advancing without any rush.

On the way to retreat, every step, the soldiers of the Tartars and the hard-core traitors would fall down dozens or hundreds of people.

Countless blood and corpses have covered the battlefield of this vast plain, and after the floating dust melted into the ground, they all turned scarlet.

The wide and flat plain had long become a flesh and blood slaughterhouse.

The dust raised by the war horses floated freely, flying all over the sky, the blood that was scattered everywhere gradually became cold, and the warm corpses gradually lost their body temperature.

The wounded soldiers who had no way to retreat made shrill roars among the dead.

The wounded soldiers who lost some of their limbs struggled on the ground, and the blood and flesh on the corpse were stained with the wounded soldiers, and their faces became ferocious and sad.

Countless broken flags were inserted obliquely into the pile of dead people, roaring in the night wind, like a sad death for the dead, and making the final mourning.

And in some places, there were many wounded soldiers with crossbow arrows stuck on them, and they were not dead yet.

Their blood flowed down the cold gun rods, scimitars and other weapons, fell into the soil of the same color, and mixed into the scarlet flying dust.

They had already lost the strength to struggle at this time.

The wounded soldier with a dull look at the arrows inserted into his body. The blood flowing out from time to time still emits hazy heat.

Their eyes were so dull and unsightly.

At this moment, there were still waves of wailing horses on the battlefield, which were the last neighing of the injured horses.

The sound was heard far away. Whether it was the withdrawn Tartar soldiers or the soldiers of the Ming New Army who were starting to pursue them, they were all sad.

After almost half of the casualties, the Tatars and hardcore traitors in front of the battle formation of the new Ming army had already retreated in a hurry and prepared to run away.

They were not even taken away from the battlefield, and they retreated in such a hurry, just like they had rushed towards the land of Liaodong, the Ming Dynasty, and were in a hurry to "draw grass valley".

However, different situations and time, the feelings in the heart will naturally be very different.

In the past, when I went to various places in Liaodong in the Ming Dynasty to "burn grass valleys", I could do whatever I wanted, burn, kill, loot, and loot. I was so happy.

Now they are like stray dogs, in panic all day long, trying every means to save their lives.

However, most of them probably have no chance to save their lives and continue to harm the people of the Ming Dynasty.
Chapter completed!