So the explosion of the Song army had just stopped. Zunren gave the order, and those Japanese who had not had time to fear rushed up from all around, just like their troops who had fought against the right horses some time ago.

But Musashi rushed very slowly and he was very timid. The nightmare feeling that Song Jun left him last time had not yet dissipated. Every time he went further, he felt that he was one step closer to the nightmare.

The Song Dynasty general looked at the group of enemies rushing over. In terms of their attack formation and weapons, they were not even considered an army.

The general smiled coldly, but saw him turn around calmly, pointing to the simple map spread on the ground, and assigning to several officers beside him: "Everyone, once our main force is fired with the enemy, you must attack in an echelon. General Wang, you will be ready to attack at any time with your troops. After we defeat the enemy, you will take the opportunity to lead the troops out."

"Don't rush too fast. After rushing out two hundred steps, I will stop for a while. I will use artillery to attack their formation. When they die and escape, they will definitely be defeated in one battle."

As he said that, his eyes looked at another person: "You go back and lead the team first, let the cavalry clear the way for you, go around a circle, and cut off the retreat of these Japanese people."

"Get order"

The two Song generals took the order in unison. All the Song army officers now looked like they were trying their best. Seeing the enemy getting closer, the general nodded calmly: "Okay, there is no need to make too many arrangements to fight with such an opponent."

After saying that, let the guards collect the map in front of them: "Prepare"

The Song army's army formation heard the sound of metal collisions with this loud roar. The soldiers began to do the last step of inspection before the shè attack.

Although this army was on the battlefield for the first time, the soldiers in the army were all veterans selected by Chen Yuan. Even though they had some emotional movements just now, when the enemy rushed over, there was a light of confidence in their eyes.

Their confidence comes from their daily training, from the Song army's victory again and again, and also from the performance of their opponents. Such opponents, not to mention that there are only tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, will not doubt that they can defeat the opponent.

This is confidence. Compared with the past, the soldiers of the Song Dynasty were not only different from the weapons and equipment, but even their inner feelings were completely different from before.

The general had never been on the battlefield since the musket team came. At this time, his heart was surging. When the Japanese had already reached eighty steps, he still did not order the fire and smiled proudly.

Until the enemy reached fifty steps, the faces of the Japanese people opposite became clearer and clearer, and the crossbow in the hands of the Japanese people suddenly spoke.

The Japanese troops are really sad now. Bows and crossbows are extremely scarce weapons. When the density is insufficient, it is impossible to pose a threat to the Song army's formation. Except for some Song troops who are unlucky and killed by Japanese people, the entire formation is not damaged at all.

More than ten Song soldiers fell to the ground, but their teammates still held the muskets in their hands and didn't move.

After thirty steps, the enemy was about to rush into the formation, and the ferocious expressions on the faces of the Japanese and the dust on their faces that had not been washed in the morning could be seen clearly, and the sound of showers sounded on the battlefield.

Chen Yuan sighed, it seemed that it was not easy to find a suitable opponent for the Musketeers.

Zeng Gongliang knew what he meant: "Mr. Prince Consort, just win. I have seen what I want to see. I know how to change it. Don't worry."

Chen Yuan nodded: "Yes, just win. Japan's problem is a problem on the battlefield. The key is that after we fight again, that is, after we get four new states, it is more appropriate to use the system to rule here."

The prince-consort obviously has thought about the post-war issues, although the war is still going on.

The sound of the Song army's war drums changed again, and the cannons that hit the Japanese heads finally stopped. Before the Japanese warriors who had just been knocked out of fire came to their senses, the Song army's team had already prepared to charge, and the soldiers rushed over like sharp swords.

The entire enemy was in a kind of húnluàn. The people in the front row bravely waved their weapons to resist a few times. After being defeated by the Song army without any suspense, all the Japanese people had only one idea in their minds, that is, run, run quickly, the farther they ran, the better.

Zunren also saw that his situation was hopeless, but he was unwilling to fail. A Japanese general next to him pulled his sleeve and wanted to take him away: "His Majesty the Emperor, let's go and you can't beat him."

Zunren shook his head and looked at the Song army who were dying like wolves and tigers, his chin was trembling: "No, do we still have a chance to see behind you?"

The team of Song army musketeers behind also rushed up. They held muskets, and their formation was no longer as strict as cash.

Zunren's tone was trembling: "You take the team to attack them as long as you can defeat them, we can let the Song army go quickly."

The general was a little hesitant. After all, Zunren is only his army by his side. What if he leaves, what should he do if the Emperor's safety? But Zunren's tone is unquestionable. The general hesitated for a while and immediately said: "Yes."

Just when the Song army was very satisfied with the killing, the general saw a team of Japanese people with relatively good equipment slowly leaning towards their musket team in the distance.

He was not in a good mood to play with these Japanese people. After seeing through these guys' attempts, he pulled the messenger beside him: "Send the flag words and ask the artillery to shoot me in that place."

Without the need to spread the flag words, the generals of the Song Dynasty who were commanding artillery behind had already seen this situation, and stone bullets had already been put out.

“One row, put”

With the general's order, more than forty round iron balls flew towards the target with the burning lead.

"Second row, put"

"Third row, put"

"Touch, touch, touch"

As a burst of cannon-like explosions rang out, gunpowder smoke once again spread on the battlefield. After the gunpowder smoke disappeared, the Japanese people in front who were just about to rush over were blown up one by one. Some of them were dead, while others were injured and fell to the ground and kept falling on the ground.

As for the Japanese general, there is no trace of it.

Those people stood there blankly and didn't know whether they should continue to charge or retreat.

It doesn't matter, the Song army has made arrangements for them. During the period of artillery bombardment, more than a thousand musketeers quickly loaded the bullets and calmly picked up the guns. While attacking them calmly, they slowly approached the Japanese people who were originally going to fight for them.

The distance between the two sides was not too far. The Song soldiers could clearly see the blood beads brought about by the lead bullets shining out of their gun chamber when they passed through the enemy's body.

In Japan's ears, these loud noises were like those soldiers of the Song Dynasty, as if they were from hell. The thick black smoke followed by the companions who were still shouting just now turned into vague blood corpses.
Chapter completed!