Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

But after all, it was still a step too late, the throwing ax landed on his shoulder, cutting obliquely into the flesh, and there was still a crackling sound when it hit the bone.

When the white armor was screaming, it was also possible to see that the last round of throwing the spear stabbed another vest, and the spear pierced the waist of the vest, causing the Tartar soldier to suddenly feel pain. When he rolled his eyes, he fainted from the pain. past.

Up to now, out of the fifteen Qing soldiers, two were dead, and one was seriously injured and comatose, but all three were in vests. Among the remaining twelve Tatar soldiers, four in vests were slightly injured, and seven white soldiers were slightly wounded. A was only injured by Zhu Wangli, and everyone else was in good condition.

On the side of the Ming army, although Zhu Wangli is all the elite of the Fushan cavalry team, Zhang Shouren is also the leader in one of the two directions of the cavalry development... The cavalry team will be reformed sooner or later.

The first team is light cavalry wearing cotton armor with the most inlaid iron pieces, responsible for light cavalry raids, has powerful long-range firepower, and also has the responsibility of scouting and sentry. [

The other is the heavy cavalry wearing several layers of iron armor like the white armor of the Qing army. The horses are only vehicles to speed up the marching efficiency and speed. After arriving at the battlefield, they mainly fight in foot formation. The heavy cavalry breaks through the gap and rushes across the enemy's formation.

Zhu Wangli's group of cavalry, 31 cavalry, are all the seeds of heavy cavalry in the future. At this time, the battle situation is urgent, so they have to be asked to resume their old profession and come out to scout cavalry.

Just fighting with the enemy, the frontal shooter has shot six people to death and seriously injured three people!

Four people were shot in the chest, but two were shot in the face and died!

The horror of Bai Jia can make people breathless only in archery.

Although the distance is short, the opponent's bow is stable, the rate of fire is fast, and the accuracy is so accurate that Zhu Wangli and others have nothing to say.

But the stronger the enemy is, the more intense the fighting spirit of Zhu Wangli and others will be!

"Slave killing!"

Zhu Wangli and others waved their spears or sabers, desperately drove off their horses, and ran into the Tatar soldiers who were rushing forward.

There seemed to be a bang, and then the two small steel torrents collided suddenly.

The Jurchen Baijia roared angrily and pulled out the small ax on his shoulder. At the same time, he picked up the knife with the iron handle under his arm, and swung it towards Zhu Wangli.

But Zhu Wangli did not evade, and let the opponent's long knife cut on the left side of his body!

The iron-handled knives weighed at least ten catties, and the eyebrow tattooing knives of the Ming army weighed at most five or six catties. This Tartar soldier was short and strong, but he was injured, so his strength was obviously much weaker.

Even so, the pick knife effortlessly chopped off the armor leaf on Zhu Wangli's body, cutting it on his left rib.

But Zhu Wangli's long spear also stabbed the opponent's chest heavily!

With so much force, his arms and hands were numb from the shock. If he hadn't been familiar with the method of borrowing and releasing force, even this shock would be enough to break his own two arms!

With such a heavy blow, the tip of the gun completely pierced through the Jurchen Baijia's heavy armor and penetrated through the body. When the spear tip entered the flesh, it made a harsh "poof" sound. The Baijia looked over with disbelieving eyes, He never imagined that the weak Han people of the Ming Dynasty would have the courage to kill him so simply and neatly at the cost of his own injury!

"Die!"

Zhu Wangli twirled the gun head, bringing out a large rain of blood and pieces of meat. Bai Jia yelled a few times in Manchurian, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and fell to the ground without moving. [