The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 155 Bloody Battle at the South Pass

Many Han cavalrymen in the front row stared at each other with fear on their faces.

At a glance, the three rows of shields in front of the Ming army were erected on the ground, and the three rows of long spears were facing the outside like hedgehogs.

This kind of battle is almost certain to die.

But the military order is like a mountain, and no one dares to turn back, let alone now.

Some are trying to slow down, others are trying to speed up.

40 m.

30 m.

20 m.

ten meters.

"Tiger." Ming Jun suddenly shouted.

Then the whole army shouted.

"Tiger."

The sound was earth-shattering, and many war horses of the Han army were frightened.

"Hoo" amidst the cries of various horses.

Booming, countless war horses charged fiercely at the shield of the Ming army in the next moment.

Li Shuitai had no choice but to use cavalry to charge the formation, and it was also the best way to break Ding Yi's formation at the moment, but he did not use elite cavalry. Most of these Han army cavalry were not cavalry originally, and their riding skills were poor and their control was weak. .

Many war horses will subconsciously slow down or even stop when they see an army formation.

Less than half of those that were actually hit by the full force of the drive.

Despite this, when the torrent of Houjin hit the Ming army's rock formation.

Puchi puchi, above the first row of large shields of the Ming army, there were various sounds, some spears were torn apart, and some shields flew up.

There is also the Ming army vomiting blood and screaming after being hit.

A large number of horses overturned, and the Han army was thrown into the Ming army formation or in all directions by inertia.

The scene was in chaos.

People and horses are intertwined everywhere.

But this is not over yet, the subsequent Han cavalry rushed up again, rumbling, many of them were hit by their own cavalry.

Those with good riding skills can stop the car, but those with bad riding skills can't stop at all.

The two sides were in chaos.

At the moment when the cavalry rushed up, Xiang Huailai turned his body slightly and put his shoulder on the shield.

As soon as he turned around, he felt a loud bang.

Bang, the next moment something slammed into his shield.

"Hiss..." His shoulder felt bone-shattered from the impact, and he threw his whole body back. Fortunately, there was Lao Zhang's shield behind him, stabilizing his body on the spot.

Whoosh, then he saw a Han army flying out of the sky above them, and fell into the formation of the Ming army with a plop.

The Ming army in the back row hurried up, puffing and puffing, and stabbed the Han army with a few guns.

In fact, some Han soldiers fell to the ground and were half dead, so they still had the strength to resist.

But some Han soldiers flew out and hit the Ming soldiers.

With a bang, the Ming people in the back row fell down with their shields on.

In the first 20 seconds when the first row was hit by the cavalry, the scene was extremely chaotic, and even Ding Yi's soldiers and horses were in a panic.

In front of the formation are all Han troops.

"Clear the back row, don't panic." Xu Wei, Wang Weizhong and other generals shouted in various ways.

Xiang Huailai waited for a while, and felt that there were horses in front of the shield, people's voices were noisy, and Han people were yelling and cursing everywhere.

"Get up." Suddenly someone shouted from behind.

Xiang Huailai couldn't help but get up quickly.

There were a lot of horses in front of the shields, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and a tenth of the entire row of shields was knocked off, but most of them were still there.

Someone from the back was passing the shield from the back to the front.

"Whoosh..." He didn't have time to think about it. With a flick of his hand, the hatchet in his hand was thrown out first, and then he squatted down immediately.

Whoosh, whoosh, axes were thrown all over the sky into the Han army formation.

Most of the Han soldiers in the front row have not dismounted yet, and they are all on high ground.

Now they screamed and fell from their horses.

But more Han troops rushed up.

"Kill" the spearmen in the second and third rows stood up one after another and stabbed at the front.

Xiang Huailai held on to his shield tightly, trying to make sure that the shield would not fall down, that there would be no gaps, and that the Han army would not be able to rush in.

The two sides soon entered a brutal hand-to-hand fight.
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Mu Lali is an excellent shooter in Mongolia.

He was ordered to shoot at the left and rear flanks of the Ming army, and soon he came to the rear flank.

At this time, the Ming army had just been hit by the cavalry of the Han army in front, and the scene was in chaos. A large number of Han troops flew into the formation of the Ming army, and the spearmen in the back row of the Ming army were stabbing and killing the Han army.

He was riding on a horse and saw a Ming army in the middle motionless, as if they were loading ammunition, and they were all wearing shining iron armor. They were the gunmen of the Ming army.

"Rush, shoot the blunderbuss." Mu Lali shouted, and the Mongolian cavalry rushed forward from the left and rear wings.

When rushing to 100 meters, the gunmen on the opposite side raised their guns one after another.

"Not good, hit us?" Mu Cili thought that the Ming army's musketeers would fight the Han army cavalry at close range, but he did not expect to hit them.

He couldn't help thinking about the battlefield, and he hadn't entered their range at this time, so he could only bite the bullet and charge forward.

"Come on, kill Minggou." Mu Cili roared, and the two Mongolian troops rushed forward frantically.

"Bang bang bang" sounded from the opposite side.

The Ming army still had three rows, with about 70 people in each row.

He Xiaoche is a gunner, but he didn't get a gun this time.

He was quite accurate in training, but because he didn't have enough guns, he was not assigned, so he was very unhappy.

At this time he was holding a shield, squatting next to a gun soldier.

Seeing the blunderbuss soldier wearing iron armor, holding the blunderbuss in a majestic manner, bang, and firing a blunderbuss, he was very envious in his heart.

The blunderbuss soldier finished firing the blunderbuss, and squatted down quickly: "Quick, quick, quick."

He Xiaoche hurriedly raised his shield to protect the two heads.

The blunderbuss squatted there loading the ammunition, and he could see that he was a little nervous. He just took out a paper-wrapped ammunition and bit it with his mouth. Suddenly his hand trembled, and most of the gunpowder fell out with a splash.

"Ah." The gun soldier became more and more panicked.

"Don't panic brother, take your time, don't panic." He Xiaoche comforted him.

The man looked up, gave He Xiao a blank look, and took the paper bag again.

Suddenly, both of them heard at the same time: "Raise—Shield"

"Watch out for the arrows."

The sound faded away, swish, swish, and the arrows rained down like rain.

Ding ding dong, He Xiaoche felt the shield in his hand, making various sounds as if it had been hit by rain.

"Ah!" Someone in the Ming army screamed and fell to the ground.

With a splash, a group of musketeers suddenly fell beside He Xiaoche.

The blunderbuss was wearing iron armor, but he was unlucky, an arrow from the opposite side shot him in the eye, and he was killed on the spot.

The blunderbuss under the shield panicked even more, and hurriedly stabbed the gunpowder and were about to get up.

"You don't seem to have stabbed it well, so it might not work." He Xiao said.

"..." The man hesitated.

But at this time there was another order: "First row, light the fire, start."

The man got up quickly.

At this time, the Mongolian army had entered within sixty steps of them.

There were about [-] Mongolian cavalrymen left, and they did not step forward, and kept shooting at about [-] paces, swishing, and countless arrows rained over in an endless stream.

The gunmen didn't care, they raised their guns.

Beep, it really didn't ring.

"Damn." The gunslinger was startled and angry, but listen, Pupu, he was hit by two arrows, one on the shoulder and one on the iron helmet.

Fortunately, he was wearing iron armor with cotton armor inside, and his injuries were not serious. The arrow on his head passed through his iron helmet and flew to the ground.

Bang, suddenly there was a gunshot beside him, and a cavalryman on the opposite side fell to the ground.

He turned his head, it turned out that it was He Xiaoche who took the gun of the gun soldier who had just been killed in battle, and killed a Mongolian cavalry with one gun.

The two quickly squatted down again.

He Xiaoche threw away the gun, picked up the shield again, and put it on top of their heads.

The man thought for a while, and took the shield: "You fight, I will protect you."

He Xiaoche was taken aback, looking at the arrow stuck in the man's body: "Give me your helmet."

The man quickly took off his helmet and handed it to He Xiaoche.

(End of this chapter)