Gunshots...

The deafening gunfire echoed on the battlefield.

On one side was the sound of gunfire and screaming. Nikan, who was shrouded in the rain of bullets, could not be as romantic as Zhu Guoqiang. He didn't know what kind of round dance was not round.

Some people were falling down around him. The once arrogant Batulus would be beaten to no avail.

How could this happen?

What to do now?

As Nikan thought, the scorching projectiles still fell around him like raindrops! The armor made by countless Chinese craftsmen sweat and even their lives was pierced by lead bullets, and the twisted projectiles easily tore the body of the armor and smashed the bones. Those people didn't even have time to scream, and fell from the horse's back to the ground in severe pain, and then were trampled on by the horse's hooves behind them.

shackles!

For Nikan, he was as if he was trapped in shackles, and he was strangled to breathe. People around him kept falling down. One by one, Batulu warriors who were once very brave, had no power to fight back, fell off the horse's back and were then stepped into meat paste by the horse's hooves.

Knowing that such a strong attack was no longer possible, he finally regained his rationality after losing half of his troops. Although he was full of reluctance, he still made a trumpet to stop the attack.

"Master, no, the slaves have suffered too many casualties..."

As soon as the horse stopped, a slave around him said in shock.

He is, this is too weird!

There is such a way of playing in the world!

This is neither like a Mongol flying kite nor a Guanning cavalry rushing around with heavy armor, but it is like... what?

For a moment, Nikan couldn't even think of the words, so he calmed down his mind and turned his eyes to the Ming cavalry in the distance.

He was, they didn't move!

"Criminal, look at how it's going now!"

"Just right!"

Zhu Guoqiang grinned.

"If I could capture the commander of the Qing army, I would award him a 100-pound medal. He was so sleepy that guy Ding Pengcheng would be so happy! He actually stopped at this time, just to recharge him!"

That's not the case!

Almost at the moment when the Qing cavalry stopped attacking, Ding Pengcheng, who had just finished chopping off his three-pronged axe with "Six Snaps", was immediately amused. He bit the whistle and immediately blew the copper whistle. In the whistle, the reassembled cavalry held the horses one after another. When the horses were panting, they sat on the saddle and quickly took out the fixed-loaded bullets from the bullet box at their waists. Then, they bit the tail of the paper and poured the gunpowder into the chamber. Then, they stuffed the bullet wrapped in the paper into the gun item, took down the strip and stuffed the gunpowder into the chamber to pound the gunpowder, then reset the strip, then pulled the handle and put the fire cap on the fire nozzle.

For them, the stop of the Qing army's offensive was so pleasant...

"He's what he's what he's..."

While gasping for breath and loading the second musket with bullets, Ding Pengcheng even took a look at the Qing army nervously.

Be good!

Be obedient, give grandpa a little more time, and grandpa asks you to listen to the fun...

"Master, their bird guns are really powerful! No, no, let's retreat, let's retreat..."

Nikan wanted to whip it with a whip, but the moans around him and the corpses all over the ground reminded him that it was really not possible!

But, how to withdraw now?

If you withdraw now, what should you do if Minggou takes the opportunity to catch up?

Seeing the master's face full of embarrassment, Lebiha, who was beside him, whispered.

"Criminal, you can ask Erna to hide first!"

Erna originally wanted to lead his troops to break the formation from the right wing, but now... he can only sacrifice one finger!

There was no hesitation at all. Although Nikan looked anxious to repay his previous shame before the war, he now fully demonstrated the good genes of the Aisin Gioro family - if you are cowardly, you will never hesitate!

"Order Erna to cover and let Narutu return to his own formation..."

After several military orders were issued in succession, Nikan's eyes looked at the Ming army, who had not moved in the distance, and there was a hatred in his heart.

The Qing army was adjusting its deployment. Seeing that the main formation of the Qing army was strengthened, Zhu Guoqiang, who knew that Ding Pengcheng and others' physical strength had been overdrawn, thought for a while and ordered that the other party was worried that the other party would attack.

"Prepare my banner! The whole army will be in power!"

When he left the city, Zhu Guoqiang did not show his banner. Naturally, he couldn't show off his name just now. Prince De... This is a military achievement!

But after a song, he felt much more relaxed. The so-called Eight Banners Iron Cavalry is just like this.

"De, De..."

Although there was only one word on the suddenly lit flag, Nikan's eyes suddenly opened, and a sentence from his elder brother immediately appeared in his mind.

"Crown Prince De is really amazing..."

Although I thought my elder brother was increasing the ambition of others, now he was stunned by a slap in the head. When he stared at the word, he suddenly felt inexplicably shocked.

"Is it possible that it is De, Prince De!"

Although he had more than a thousand riders around him, the previous drink of the stick made him subconsciously ride a horse and want to escape.

But at this moment, he saw the cavalry with more than 200 people moving!

It is Prince De!

That's right!

It must be him!

Even though I have never seen Prince De!

But when the cavalry watching the battle entered the battlefield, Nikan's heart skipped a beat, and there was still the idea of ​​calm deployment, and he shouted loudly.

"withdraw!"

The Qing army, who had just joined together, quickly turned their heads and fled in the opposite direction when they saw this.

In fact, after the previous fight, half of the Qing cavalry, who had lost all their troops, subconsciously turned around and instantly lost the courage to continue fighting.

Nearly two thousand so-called Eight Banners Iron Cavalry were defeated in an instant!

"The prince is moving!"

Seeing that the prince's side had moved, Ding Pengcheng could make the prince take risks. Although he had only installed two muskets, he still shouted loudly.

"Everyone has it, follow me to fight and kill the enemy!"

Although the war horses were exhausted and panting after a fierce "dance music", the moment they pulled the war horses hard, more than 400 cavalry still rushed towards the Qing army like a flash of lightning.

The moment he rushed forward, Ding Pengcheng pulled the trigger while rushing forward. After a round of shooting, while he slowed down the horse, another team of cavalry behind him whipped the war horses hard, rushed to the front of them, and shot again.

Just like the three-stage attack of musketeers, when they were chasing the retreating Qing army, they actually played the cavalry's volleyball team.

Not to mention Nikan, even Zhu Guoqiang, who "supervised the formation" to help the situation, was stunned.

Muslan cavalry can actually play like this!

In fact, Zhu Guoqiang didn't know that Guanning Iron Cavalry often played like this, but they rely on both men and horses and armor, and were powerful and powerful. Now, Ding Pengcheng has sharp muskets!

Seeing that the Qing army seemed to want to escape in scattered areas under the pursuit of Ding Pengcheng and others, Zhu Guoqiang, who was originally just helping, would give up this opportunity, he shouted.

"Wang Zhigang's left wing and Liang Minghai, run over from the right wing and drive them into the middle..."
Chapter completed!