The tide-like cavalry rushed towards the spear formation, and when faced with the spear like forests, both people and horses reacted immediately to dodge... The war horses without training are the same as knights, and they instinctively would not hit the sharp spear tip. Only a small number of people rushed towards the gun formation under inertia and other people's push.

"kill!"

At this moment, Su Nang felt a flash in front of her eyes. Not far away, the spear of the Shang regiment soldier was like a poisonous snake and suddenly stabbed forward.

Almost everyone heard the shouts of killing, and then the spearmen in the front and back rows stabbed the spears in their hands one after another. The originally solid military formation suddenly stretched out its fangs, and the cavalry approaching was still wandering and did not know where to break through. The infantry formation that seemed to be surrounded by them made the most violent response! &≮wán≮≮ロba,.+↗.≮p;

"ah……"

Many herders were either stabbed in armor, their bodies were pierced by sharp spear tips, or the war horses under them were stabbed by long spears, and the war horses made a moaning cry, and then fell to the ground with the knights on their bodies. The stabbed people screamed and wailed, and the people pressed by the war horses also started to scream.

More cavalrymen were led by war horses and galloped to the other side of the square formation. They showed a look of panic on their faces. No one dared to collide head-on. Even those who were stabbed were mostly stabbed in the assassination range while avoiding them. Only a few warriors really rushed to the square formation. But when facing Ru Lin's spear and strong soldiers in armor, the number of these "warriors" was really limited...

Su Nang's eyes finally turned red. He did not retreat or slow down his horse speed. Nearly 200 armored soldiers were gathered around him, most of whom were the guards he raised the longest and most loyal to the Su Nang family. Under Su Nang's guidance, these people rushed towards the square, carrying some herders and horse thieves.

At this moment, Su Nang seemed to see the square formation moving forward.

He felt dazzled and unbelievable. Under such an advantageous number of cavalry attacks, the opposite insurgent formation not only defended, but also dared to continue attacking forward?

But the infantry phalanx is indeed moving forward!

Amid the intense drumbeat, the spear square kept moving forward, and the soldiers kept stabbing, clearing the targets in the range of the stabbing in front of them.

Like the cavalry coming from the tide, like the flowing water hitting a rock, the water splashed everywhere and diverted, without any impact on the array.

"Taiji, let's retreat, right?"

A loyal and brave guard leader called out to Su Nang immediately. He felt that the armored soldiers were also afraid and his followers were slowing down, while only Su Nang and the closest guards around him were still running forward.

Su Nang didn't hear it, or did not think about it. He only had the square formation in front of him, and the sound of cannons still bombarding. The bird gun was also relying on the back of the two sides of the spear formation and was still shooting continuously. There were screams around him. More and more cavalry began to run to both sides, or flee to both sides and defeated.

There was only a square array in Su Nang's eyes, and soon he rushed forward to the front of the square array. At this moment, he suddenly hesitated.

Su Nang is in his forties. His son Xi Lingse has grown up and has mastered considerable strength. When he went to the Ming Dynasty, Su Nang left Xi Lingse in Seoul. Now he heard that he was under house arrest in Qingcheng. Since Xi Lingse represents Mrs. Zhong Jin's lineage, there are still quite a lot of supporters in the Tumot tribe, so Su Nang does not have to worry about Xi Lingse's safety. As long as there is a certain opportunity, Su Nang believes that even if he finishes himself, Xi Lingse may turn the tables and retake everything that belongs to him.

Before rushing to the battlefield, Su Nang had everything thought about. Even if he died in battle today, he would not be embarrassed... Five thousand people could not beat three hundred people, so he could not afford to lose his face.

But when he rushed to the place where the enemy Fengrui reached, Su Nan hesitated.

No matter what, life is yours. If you lose it, you will have nothing. Once a person dies, everything will be over!

Su Nang subconsciously looked around. He saw that the cavalry was even more chaotic and almost unordered. The Shang regiments only moved forward in the infantry formation and had to maintain a complete array. It was impossible to catch up with the cavalry. However, these cavalry were crowding and even began to trample on each other. People tried their best to squeeze out and escape, rather than trying to use the same spirit to fight against three hundred enemies...

Su Nang suddenly felt ashamed and felt a sense of shame. Why? How come Genghis Khan's descendants, the Mongolian cavalry who swept the world, look so useless today?

Just as Su Nang was hesitating and hesitating, no matter how slow the Ming army's infringement array moved, it finally broke into front of Su Nang and his guards.

A pair of fanatical eyes stared at Su Nang. The soldier did not recognize Su Nang, but he recognized the war horse under Su Nang. This was an extremely divine green horse. He was four to five years old and had just entered the green and strong body. He was extremely tall. This soldier was tall and had an ordinary body. He had never been very satisfied with his mount, but it was too difficult to choose a divine horse from the Mongolian horse. In the last battle, the soldier held a tall war horse with his own hands, but it was captured by his commander. Now, Li Xuan, the captain of the cavalry flag mixed in the war team, wants to win a real good horse for himself.

The war soldiers began to move forward, and they cooperated with each other very well. Whether it was real war soldiers or dismounted cavalry, the team tactics were the earliest training courses. Everyone knew their position. They either broke the barriers, raised their shields to block the enemy's storm, or used spears and sword cards to cooperate to reap the enemy's lives. Everything was done very naturally.

Su Nang saw Mingren's eyes, subconsciously waved the iron spear in his hand and stabbed towards the other party. His guards were entangled by other team members or spearmen. Su Nang saw that the spears of Mingren were stabbed quickly and fiercely. His guards were stabbed and fell off their horses, blood burst out, and people let out terrifying screams. A knight opened his eyes wide and was shot under his ribs. The Mongolian man tried his best to hold the spear, but there was no one around him. A Ming army soldier cut the cavalry's neck like a beast wearing iron armor. Although he used his steps to fight against the cavalry, his sword flashed, and the knife still slashed between the knight's neck. A head flew out, and blood splashed in the air.

An old guard beside Su Nang shouted loudly, calling on the knights to dismount and fight the Ming people with their swords and iron spears. They encountered the neat infantry array on the horses and confusing themselves in chaos. If they continued to fight, they would die. The spearmen and war soldiers of the Ming Kingdom were moving faster and faster. The weapons in their hands kept making moves, and blood flowed all over the ground, and the bodies of the people and horses were mixed together, slowly piled up into a hill. The Shang regiment soldiers crossed such obstacles and continued to waving. These soldiers were old soldiers, full of physical strength, not at all tired, and were also very excited. More and more Mongolians wanted to escape, and they had completely lost their will to resist.

The sounds on the battlefield were too mixed, with horses neighing and wailing, arrows breaking through the air, cannons, bird guns, lamenting when people fell to the ground, the sound of horse hooves and human footsteps trampling on the ground, the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, and a group of wolves were peeping at this hill in the distance, and were soon scared away by such situations.

Su Nan's swing of the sting did not stab the tall Ming man. The other party wore an iron helmet and had an iron mask right now. He was covered with thick iron scales, layered and layered, as well as shin guards, arms guards, and iron boots. However, such heavy equipment did not affect the person's movements. His movements were still very agile. As soon as the iron spear stabbed, the other party twisted his waist and let them go. Then he exerted force on his left leg and made a cross-cutting movement. Su Nan looked at the left side of his body. First, he saw that his legs had been missing half, and then he saw blood squirting wildly. Then he felt pain.

It seemed that someone was shouting to come to guard Taiji, but the Ming man did not stop. He used the shield of his left hand to block the pierce of an iron spear, and then waved his right hand hard. Su Nang felt a cold and ache in his neck, and then the world was spinning. Only then did he realize that he had been beheaded and his head was flying in the air. Then there was only blood red in his eyes, and then it was pitch black. Then he lost all his consciousness and everything was over.

Li Xuan picked up Su Ba's head and began to yell excitedly.

The Northern Barbarians also saw Su Nang being killed. They were amazed, sad, and roaring. Many people screamed with their beards, full of grief. Su Nang was not an ordinary Taiji, but a descendant of Dayan Khan and Altan Khan. They were the direct descendants of two famous Mongolian men and descendants of the Golden Family. Such a noble Da Taiji died in the hands of a Ming merchant's guard, not even the formal Ming army. This was an insult and shame. However, people cried, left the battlefield where corpses and blood were flowing everywhere, and began to run wildly. Most of them defected to Bu Nang again, because at this time, these people were confused and felt that they had nowhere to go.

At this time, the gun team stopped bombarding and calculated that nine rounds were fired. Even the copper cannon was in danger of explosion if it went down. The barrel was so hot that it could not get close to it. The clearer took a great risk every time the chamber was cleaned. Once the chamber exploded, others might not do anything. He was sure that he would be the first to finish it. After receiving the order to stop the shelling, the clearer hand blew the hair in his hand and lay on the turf.

Zhu Wanling was relieved, but he stopped his subordinates from following the same thing, and ordered everyone to sit cross-legged and not leave the team and act at will.

His personal soldiers handed a water bag, Zhu Wanling took two big sips. Until now, he felt his lips dry and cracked, blood burst out from his lips' skin, and his whole mouth was stuck, making it difficult to speak.

After taking two sips, Zhu Wanling ordered the water bag to be passed on to his subordinates who sat cross-legged and waited for the order.

Everyone passed the water bag and looked at the battlefield opposite together. Between the heaven and earth, and above the grass, there seemed to be corpses everywhere. A large number of war horses became ownerless horses, bowing their heads between the corpses and blood, and eating grass on the muddy battlefield.

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Chapter completed!