Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

How could the Shun army, which didn't even know how to use a bird gun, ever see such a magical weapon? The Shun soldiers in the front were almost wiped out, and the Shun soldiers who came up from the back screamed as if they had seen a ghost.

It was a completely one-sided massacre. The strong man entered the kindergarten and killed everyone.

Liu Zongmin shrank his neck and yelled, "What the hell is this? It's so scary!"

Song Xiance's face twitched behind the battle formation, and he said to Li Zicheng: "Your Majesty, the Jiang army has a powerful weapon, we should avoid it, withdraw our troops first and fight again another day!"

Li Zicheng's face turned blue and then white. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was beyond his comprehension.

He pointed behind him and said, "Ten miles behind us is the Xiaoyi River. How can we withdraw so many troops?"

There are too many soldiers and only a few pontoon bridges in the river. To withdraw now would be simply to seek death!

Li Zicheng's face was gloomy. However, before they could think of how to deal with the situation at the moment, they saw a thick black line appearing on Yuhuang Mountain. The black line spread across the wilderness like a tide, like a stream of iron! !

"Cavalry! They are Jiang's cavalry!"

Liu Zongmin stared intently at the cold iron stream on the opposite side, and the frightened cries of the soldiers in the old camp were still echoing in his ears.

Gradually, the black shadow in front became bigger and bigger, as dark and overwhelming as a torrent that would destroy everything. The torrent was getting faster and wider, and was filled with endless cavalry.

The rolling volunteer cavalry was like a vast army. They were well-organized, with bright armor, and a strict military formation with a murderous aura.

Countless horse hooves pounded the ground hard, just like thousands of drums beating at the same time. At the same time, in the front, the huge steel monster, together with those strange-shaped artillery, launched a charge towards the Shun army formation!

The cavalrymen of the old camp behind Liu Zongmin were all trembling with fear. Didn't we agree that we were all here to fight against bandits? I was also born a bandit, and you tell me that this is a bandit? Am I still asleep, or are you?

Liu Zongmin watched with hatred. Jiang Han's army was more powerful than Dashun had expected. He was in a dilemma and had to survive before considering the rest. He shouted, "Prepare to meet the enemy!"

"Meet the enemy! Meet the enemy!"

The generals in the old camp waved their sabers and shouted arrogantly, urging the cavalry to line up. Everyone was nervous because the momentum of the opposing cavalry was too great!

The leader of the cavalry was none other than 191! The iconic halberd in her hand was like a flag, making anyone who saw it feel terrified.

Seeing the two sides getting closer and closer, Liu Zongmin shouted, "Charge! Kill the enemy troops!"

The horn sounded in the old camp, and eighteen thousand cavalrymen gritted their teeth and charged forward. There was no formation to speak of, just one word: charge!

In the galloping volunteer army, 191 saw that the other side actually dared to take the initiative to charge forward. She, who was cold in character, did not make any extra moves. She just silently squeezed the horse's belly. The horse under her crotch immediately understood and began to charge forward. The rest of the cavalry followed.

The two sides were within an arrow's reach (about 130 steps) of each other, and when the cavalry charged, they were still preparing to launch a wave of long-range attacks first.

The volunteers are now equipped with He Ding rifles and revolving pistols. However, the He Ding rifles cannot be loaded on war horses and can only fire one shot. They are generally used in infantry and cavalry amphibious operations.

And 191 seemed to finally remember that he was still a long-range soldier. He took out his rifle and fired a volley of bullets at the enemy.

The soldiers in the old camp of Shun army all held their bows at an angle, stuck out their buttocks, and leaned their bodies forward. Their riding and shooting posture looked very vulgar, but it was a standard archery combat posture.

If you hold the bow vertically and shoot forward, not only will the lower bow tip poke on the horse's back, but the horse's head will also block the shooting range. Therefore, cavalry archers must lean forward, hold the bow at an angle, and avoid the horse's head, just like in the game, QE swings its head left and right to shoot.

Facts have proved that muskets are more useful than bows and arrows, especially the 191 rifle's rapid firing rate, which can be said to have the ultimate advantage. The Shun cavalry would fall off their horses on the spot if they were hit by a bullet, while the Volunteer cavalry would be fine even if they had several arrows stuck in their bodies.

Jiang Han had spent a lot of money to raise these thousands of cavalrymen. They were all wearing heavy armor, with three layers of armor and a cotton layer inside and outside, weighing dozens of kilograms! The arrows would be bullets when shot, and even if they hit, they would be stuck in the armor interlayer, causing almost no effective damage to the soldiers inside. If it weren't for the large number of war horses seized from the Tartars before, he wouldn't be able to afford such a cavalry unit!

Amid the thundering sound of horse hooves, all screams seemed so pale and powerless. After a few waves of painless gunfire, the cavalry of both sides were still charging at each other. In the blink of an eye, the two iron streams collided head-on!

A thrilling muffled sound was heard, and the cavalrymen of both sides in the front collided fiercely, and countless people fell off their horses immediately.

The Shun cavalry, wearing only light armor, seemed unable to withstand even a charge from the armored Volunteer cavalry. They could only barely block the charge for a while, and after a brief pause, they charged in straight away!

The formation of the Volunteer Cavalry is entirely centered around 191. As the commander of the military formation, the shape of the entire formation is a blade, and 191's position is the sharpest tip of the blade. Her unparalleled martial power is fully worthy of this tactical position specially created for her.

The long halberd in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea. 191 immediately cut the loose Shun Army cavalry brigade in half! It was as if a sword had been inserted into the enemy's chest, and it was unstoppable! The cavalrymen on the side filled in the gaps one after another, further enlarging the wound, and expanding outward from the point where 191 broke through, like an eagle spreading its wings.

Nearly 191 Shun cavalrymen were pierced through by the vanguard of the Volunteer Army led by Unit . The Volunteer Army cavalrymen behind had ferocious eyes in their masks, and they waved their sabers to harvest the heads of the Shun cavalrymen at will.

The Shun cavalrymen who were knocked to the ground didn't even have a chance to get up and run away, and were trampled into a pulp by the cavalry army that followed closely behind.

After just one encounter, the old camp soldiers and cavalry of the Shun army lost their courage and quickly collapsed. Countless cavalrymen scattered in all directions, and some even turned around and ran away.

Liu Zongmin, who always appeared to be a tough guy, turned pale and ran away, because the iron-blooded firepower units nearby also began to show their power at this moment. Artillery and machine gun fire were connected in one piece, and the volunteers in the rear were holding rifles and firing on the side, cooperating very tacitly.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, just like the battlefield, depressing and solemn.

The front line of the volunteers was like a cone, forcefully cutting through the enemy. The thousands of cavalrymen behind them advanced like a wall, waving their sabers to drive away the scattered cavalry of the old camp.

Heads rolled, broken limbs flew, and screams spread in all directions. Compared with the treatment of the Shun army's vanguard, this was still considered good. After all, many of the bodies were still relatively intact.

Over there, under the leadership of AA-02, the iron-blooded mechas began to harvest lives in the military formation like harvesting wheat. The death rate of Shun Army soldiers far exceeded the expectations of all Shun Army generals.

On the high ground of the central army, the faces of Li Zicheng and others were already pale. Others could not see the battle situation over there, but they could see it clearly from their high ground. The two sides just collided, and the fighting lasted only a moment before it suddenly ended!

The situation at the front was even more tragic, with body parts flying everywhere and blood mist floating in the air. A large number of soldiers lost their lives without even having the chance to scream, and many of them didn't even have a complete body left.

Seeing Liu Zongmin and others rushing towards them in panic on horseback, with a large number of defeated soldiers from the old camp behind them, the hearts of the generals of the rebel army trembled violently.

At this time, the defeated soldiers in the old camp almost threw away their weapons. Many of them hugged the necks of their horses and ran wildly. The chaotic scene was extremely miserable.

The cavalry of the old camp collapsed so quickly that the troops on the right wing of Dashun were caught off guard.

Li Zicheng pointed over there and roared, "Send a message to Liu Tichun, line up the right wing with barricades to intercept! Then order Yuan Zongdi to lead the cavalry of the old camp to reinforce!"

A rapid horn sounded, and Guangshanbo Liu Tichun quickly ordered his troops to gather for defense. However, facing the rolling cavalry and those metal walls, the Shun army was already in a panic. What could their infantry use to withstand this torrent of steel, not to mention, how to deal with the monster in the middle?

Liu Tichun immediately ordered the cavalry supervision team to kill some of the frightened Shun soldiers, which barely stabilized the morale of the army. Dozens of chariots, barricades and other messy things were placed in front of the army, and thousands of archers also hurried to the small earth slope.

Time was short, and the Shun army's right wing could only deploy this much.

The Volunteer Army's cavalry were almost chasing after the defeated cavalry of the old camp. They looked at the messy defense line in front of them and the Shun Army's spears lined up like a forest.

In response, 191 did not respond at all, but simply issued an order: "Continue to attack"

A low horn sounded, and under the black masks of the Volunteer Cavalry, pairs of cold eyes suddenly burst into brilliance. Without the slightest hesitation, they accelerated and rushed towards the enemy's dense gun formation!

Their general's bravery is unparalleled in the world. How can the general's soldiers be afraid of death? They only want death! Forward! Charge!

The sound of horse hooves rumbled like a death warrant, and the dense charging formation of the Volunteer Army's cavalry was like a torrent of armor, sweeping forward like a tide!

As a locust-like "buzzing" sound was heard, a "flock of birds" began to appear in the sky. A large number of scouts began high-altitude attacks in the sky, and a large amount of firepower poured down, making the Shun army unable to defend against it.

A large number of Shun army archers only had time to fire one round of projectiles before they were overwhelmed by the rain of bullets falling from the sky. The firepower of the scouts was relatively weak, but these archers were wearing light armor, so the bullets they fired were quite emotional damag.

The horses’ hooves thundered and the dust flew!

When encountering the messy chariots and chevaux de frise in front, the front formation of the volunteers quickly dispersed, passed calmly from both sides, and then gathered together again. The 191 in the front was even more direct. They raised their halberds and directly picked up the chevaux de frise and smashed it into the army formation, leaving the Shun army on the right wing responsible for the defense stunned.

boom! !

The cavalry in the front line crashed heavily into the shield wall and spear forest set up by the Shun army, directly knocking away a row of Shun army infantrymen with their shields.

191 was like a bloody demon, the halberds in their hands killed anyone who touched them, and many dragoons fired directly to blast the defense line, smashing the Shun army's halberd formation into pieces. You play with halberds, I play with machine guns, we are all guns, isn't it fair?

The makeshift shield wall of the Shun army was broken by the charge, the gap became bigger and bigger, and the Shun army on the right wing fled backwards in terror.

The defense line on the right wing of the Shun army was destroyed in an instant, and the entire square formation was torn apart by this rushing torrent.

There was fighting and shouting, blood everywhere, and countless limbs flying.

The most powerful general of Dashun, Mianhou Yuan Zongde, came quickly with double whips in hand. He charged into the volunteer army alone, trying to stop the opponent's offensive. He first targeted 191, who was the spearhead. In his opinion, as long as the spear tip was curbed, the opponent's attack could be stopped. Yuan Zongde was always very confident in his martial arts.

191, wearing silver armor and a white cloak, rode forward in silence, holding a green dragon halberd in his hand, and chopped down the enemy in bright armor.

Yuan Zongdi used his whip to block, but as soon as the halberd blade touched him, he felt a powerful force coming at him. His armor was pierced through, and he was stabbed off his horse and thrown several meters away.

191 did not look back, but continued to ride forward, as if killing just an insignificant soldier was a trivial matter to her, while the volunteers beside him were all excited.

"kill!"

Seeing their father being so powerful, the volunteers were all excited. They rode their horses like dragons and swept towards the center of the Shun army with unstoppable momentum!

Sharp spears, shining sabers, and heavy iron hooves shook the earth, as dense as a rainstorm. The volunteers carried a momentum to crush everything, which was suffocating.

The soldiers in the central army were shocked, uneasy, and retreated in fear.

Li Zicheng was riding on a horse, his face pale and ashen, staring fixedly ahead. Right in front of him, those steel monsters were wreaking havoc in his central army.

The front army is gone. In just a short while, the front army of Shun Army was almost slaughtered! The fighting power of both sides is not at the same level at all! How to fight? Fight a hammer!

In the Shun army camp, Li Zicheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he yelled like a madman: "Let my old camp charge over and surround and kill those cavalrymen! Otherwise, none of us can escape!!"

The Shun army's drums were beating in disorder and the trumpets were blaring. A large number of Shun troops went to surround and kill the Longwu army, and all kinds of barricades and chariot camps were filling up the area recklessly.

The Shun army's formation was in disarray and there was all sorts of unrest. Some wanted to charge forward to stop the enemy, while others retreated timidly. No matter how the supervisory team behind them encouraged or threatened them, it was all useless at this point.

Amid the deafening sound of iron hooves, the volunteers rolled in like a whirlwind and slammed into the formation of tens of thousands of Dashun troops.

The sounds of collision continued to grow louder and louder, and amid cries of despair and terror, the Shun army was once again scattered, and even the cavalry from the old camp that had caught up were driven back.

In the center of the army, the huge mecha rushed through the military formation with a devastating force, leaving only a bloody road along the way. The thrusters behind it were fully powered, spraying a cloud of dust on the ground, and the huge heat caused the nearby Shun army to be torn into pieces.

Suddenly rising into the air, the AA-02 flew over the heads of a large number of Shun troops. The missile system attached to it was like flowers scattered by a fairy from heaven, leaving a trail of fire on the ground.

Li Zicheng's whole body was shaking, his cheeks twisted, he really couldn't believe that his old camp, the elite Dashun Army, was obviously so elite, but encountered such a completely unreasonable monster!

A huge scarlet mecha stood in the middle of the army formation, with the laser cannon on its shoulder constantly charging. After a pulsating sound, a huge roar sounded, and a beam of light broke through the army formation, creating a clear gap in the crowd!

"There's a monster! There's a monster! Run!"

Suddenly, a mad scream was heard from the left camp of Liu Fangliang, the most capable fighter in the Dashun Army who was responsible for the frontal attack. Instantly, the entire formation seemed to have exploded and rushed backwards madly.

Faced with such firepower, no matter how stubborn the Zuoying troops were, they eventually collapsed and broke down one by one.

Suddenly, hundreds of artillery shells rose into the air from behind the Volunteer Army's formation and whistled towards the hillside where Li Zicheng was.

Suddenly, there were explosions like landslides and cracks in the earth. Thick smoke and heat waves swept across the area, like the fireworks of purgatory, and there were scattered corpses of soldiers and horses and flags everywhere.

A cannonball landed not far behind Li Zicheng, blowing the tall "Shun" flag into pieces.

The low sound of the horn rang out again, and the volunteer cavalrymen were cheered up and rushed towards Li Zicheng almost madly.

Seeing the central army flag fall, the Dashun Army didn't know what happened there. Seeing this bunch of madmen charging again, they lost interest in fighting and retreated one after another.

Hundreds of thousands of troops are too large a number. Not all commanders are like Han Xin, who believes that the more the better. Most generals do not have the ability to coordinate too many troops, and the more troops they have, the harder it is to mobilize them.

Li Zicheng was obviously such a person. He asked the Shun army to fill up the formation in unison and asked the cavalry and cavalry of the old camp to provide support. Although the idea was good, it could not achieve the strategic goal at all.

Not to mention that those Iron Bloods and military mecha units were completely cheating and no matter how many people came, it would be useless. Even the charge of nearly 5,000 heavy cavalry was a burden that the Shun army could not bear at all.

What's more, the Shun army had lax military discipline and was unable to enforce orders. Once they could no longer hold on, everyone from top to bottom would think about escaping.

It can be said that it is a mess everywhere.

Seeing the enemy cavalry approaching step by step, the friendly forces' resistance gradually weakening, and the powerful army pressing forward like a mountain, Li Zicheng's face turned pale, and he needed to make a decision as soon as possible.

Li Guo and Song Xiance looked at each other, then suddenly knelt down together and advised, "Your Majesty, we can't fight anymore, let's retreat!"

Li Zicheng was furious and shouted, "The world is not settled yet, how dare you talk about retreating so easily!"

Li Guo knelt on the ground and said sincerely: "Uncle, I beg you, this battle really cannot be fought anymore, please withdraw the troops. If it drags on any longer, we won't be able to leave even if we want to!"

Everyone around had grim expressions. What Li Guo said was the truth. It was still not too late to leave now. If they waited until the army was completely defeated, it would be difficult to leave. But right now, every second counted. If they hesitated for a moment, the army would be completely destroyed!

How can we fight this war? There is no way to fight this war! They can't even deal with that monster! We are in trouble! We should just run away!

It was difficult to run in the chaos of the army, and ten miles behind us was the Xiaoyi River that surrounded the city of Qufu. Only some places had temporary floating bridges across the river. So many people in the Dashun Army were rushing to cross the river and escape. When they tried to escape for their lives, it would be so crowded that no one cared who they were.

At this time, Song Xian Ce advised: "King Chuang, if you have a green mountain, you will not be afraid of a lack of firewood. Leave some of your family assets and retreat to the capital!"

Li Zicheng remained silent. He had fought for so many years and had a keen sense of battlefield. He naturally knew that if he continued to fight with all his might, his entire army would be wiped out, but he was unwilling to accept that!

I have fought all my life and I have lost before. Now I finally conquered the Ming Dynasty and it seems that things are going to get better. It should have been a steady script of going south to quell the rebellion and unify the country, but why did it suddenly become a fantasy scene? I feel like a complete child on the battlefield. What is this? What is that? Are we really competing on the same stage? How did we match together? In this river?

In the end, Li Zicheng left Hao Yaoqi to cover the retreat, fighting and retreating, while he himself led the rest of the old camp to retreat first.

He knew very well that if he led his troops to retreat directly, the entire army would surely be defeated and no one would be able to escape. He had to leave someone behind to hold the enemy back. Hao Yaoqi, who was not valued by him, was the best candidate.

After Li Zicheng finished making the arrangements, Liu Zongmin hurried over with his remaining soldiers, wanting to join the escape team.

Volume 410: Chapter Chapter : Death of Li Zicheng

Collapse, only in an instant.

When Li Zicheng ordered the retreat, the collapse of Chuang's army began to spread like a domino effect. The reason they didn't collapse before was that their teammates died too quickly and they hadn't even reacted to what was happening.

When Hao Yaoqi learned that he was sold out, he felt extremely upset, because under other circumstances, if he stayed and entangled himself, he might still have a chance of survival. But now? Do you think that thing across from you can let him stay alive?

Countless rebels were fleeing in front, and in the back, the iron-blooded humanoids who had completely entered the pursuit mode showed amazing efficiency. The sound of gunfire was almost continuous.

Li Zicheng, in a hurry, did not forget to observe the situation behind him while fleeing. He turned his head quickly and saw that an iron-blooded mecha behind him had mowed a Shun army soldier into a pulp with a machine gun. Moreover, a rolling black tide was coming from behind, as fierce as an iron torrent!

He was so frightened that cold sweat broke out all over his body. He whipped the horse under his crotch desperately and fled north.

The entire battlefield was in chaos. The defeated Dashun Army was running away in various places, and countless people were killing each other. Everyone had only one thought in mind - run!

When it comes to escape skills, the Dashun Army is second to none in the world!