I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

The Oirat cavalry rushing towards them turned their backs on their backs in an instant.

Some even had a few blood holes in their exposed upper body because of drawing bows and shooting arrows.

In this round of shooting, no less than 200 people were shot dead on the spot.

The gunners in the first row who finished shooting did not even look at the result of the battle, and retreated to the back row as quickly as possible.

As the first platoon retreated, the second platoon of musketeers stepped forward.

"Everything..."

The enemy is getting closer and there is no time to aim.

As soon as the musketeers of the first platoon passed by the musketeers of the second platoon, the order to shoot was given.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Another round of gunfire rang out.

The distance between the two parties is less than 80 steps.

At such a short distance, the power of the flintlock rifle was fully revealed.

This round of shooting was like a scythe for harvesting wheat. It instantly knocked down the knights who were charged at the front by the Oirat cavalry, causing a lot of chaos.

"Bang bang bang..."

Just when the Oirat cavalry in the rear passed the dead and wounded comrades in front, and were about to continue charging.

The voice that sounded like a demon sounded again.

After a burst of gunfire, another burst of gunpowder smoke rose from the opposite side, and bursts of blood mist erupted on the other side.

Todal was lucky.

After shooting three rounds in a row, he didn't get shot.

But the Oirat cavalry who followed him were not so lucky.

Three rounds of gunfire rang out, like three blows to the head.

The Oirat cavalry, who had been boiling with momentum, suddenly became weaker after being hit by these three rounds of guns.

But the arrow had to be sent on the string.

The distance between the two parties can be rushed up in one breath. If they retreat at this time, all previous efforts will be completely wasted.

"Boys, go in, this thing can only be fought for one round, the victory still belongs to us, boys, kill it."

Todar, who knew what kind of weapon it was, and understood the shortcoming of the slow reloading speed of the firearm, continued to boost morale loudly.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Todar's voice just fell, and the Oirat cavalry behind him were also roaring and launching their final charge.

Another volley of shots rang out.

This time Todal was not so lucky.

Noticing that he was better armed than the others, quite a few musketeers took aim at him.

A round of gunfire rang out.

Todar and the war horse under him had dozens of blood holes on their bodies, and they fell heavily to the ground.

Among the Wala people, Todar is only a little weaker than Mahamu, so he rushes to the street here.

Before Todar died, he also heard the last part of his life.

"Swarm, let go!"

Chapter 144: The Arrow of the Gods Appears!

The distance between the two sides was less than 20 steps, which was just a blink of an eye for the charging cavalry.

It is very difficult for the musketeer to shoot down the enemy.

Jiang Huai glanced at the light artillery that hadn't loaded the shotgun yet. He gritted his teeth and asked the musketeers to retreat and form a swarm of bees who only had one chance to attack.

The swarm of soldiers on standby, when the musketeers retreated to the side, ignited the swarm with the fastest speed.

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp..."

There was a piercing scream.

More than 30 swarm launch vehicles and hundreds of swarm launch barrels screamed almost simultaneously.

Each launch vehicle can hold 320 arrows, and the launch tube can hold 32 arrows.

Nearly 15000 arrows were lost, and all of them were fired in just a few seconds.

With so many arrows missing, it was like pouring rain, pouring over the Oala cavalry who rushed over.

The Oirat cavalry who rushed to the front with a ferocious face and prepared to kill, looked at the rain of arrows rushing towards him, and his expression froze for a moment.

"Puff puff…"

Nearly a thousand Oirat cavalry in the front were directly thrown to the ground by this round of arrow rain.

The Oirat cavalry who were not affected behind were also stunned by this scene, sitting on the horse in a daze, and being led forward by the horse.

"Longshengtian, what is this!"

"Demons, they are all demons... run, we can't beat them."

Terrified shouts sounded one after another.

First bombed by artillery fire, then shot in rows by muskets, and finally swept by swarms of Oirat cavalry, they finally couldn't bear it and collapsed completely.

They cried and yelled, stopped their horses and turned around to run.

Some continued to rush forward, while others wanted to turn around and retreat.

For a while, the Oirat cavalry became a mess.

Seeing that the enemy's morale has collapsed, how could Jiang Huai let go of such a good opportunity.

While ordering the artillery to continue firing, he directed the musketeers to beat the dogs in the water.

"Bang bang bang...boom, boom, boom..."

The artillery fired one after another, and the gunfire continued.

The collapsed Oirat cavalry are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Every time a round of gunshots and cannons sounded, dozens or hundreds of people would die tragically on the spot.

"Shotgun!"

"Boom, boom, boom..."

More than 30 light artillery loaded with shotguns directly pushed out the infantry formation, and fired at the Oirat cavalry who were in a mess dozens of steps away.

Cannon shells are like iron brooms.

Every time the cannon sounded, a piece of Oala cavalry would be shattered.

The shooting of these more than 30 shotguns alone caused no fewer than 300 casualties to the Oirat cavalry.

Such a cruel death caused some Oirat cavalry who wanted to continue charging to give up.

Howling and roaring, they drove their horses wildly, and even slashed with knives to block their escaped partners.

Crashed, totally shattered.

More than 1 Oirat cavalry, under the continuous attack of Shenjiying, after killing or injuring 4000 people, completely collapsed.

"Hahaha…"

Standing on the command vehicle, Zhu Di pinched his waist and laughed happily when he saw that the enemy had been defeated by the Shenji Battalion and began to flee in chaos.

But while he was happy, he didn't forget the Three Thousand Battalion.

"The enemy has collapsed, order the [-] Battalion to attack immediately."

"Dongdongdongdong..."

The passionate drums sounded.

The [-] Battalion, which had been wandering on the enemy's two wings for a long time, heard the attacking drums and charged at the Oirat cavalry without hesitation.

"kill!"

Zhu Gaoxu was the first to rush into the enemy formation with a spear in his hand.

The spear was waving left and right in his hand.

Every time the thrusts swept across, an enemy screamed and fell off his horse.

As Zhu Di's most capable son, Zhu Gaoxu's combat prowess is not to mention among the princes, even among the talented generals of the Ming Dynasty, he can still rank in the forefront.

The main general was so brave, the soldiers who followed him were naturally excited.

Coupled with this opportunity to beat the dog in the water, it is very rare.

The soldiers screamed excitedly one by one, waved their weapons, and frantically chased and killed the Oirat cavalry.

"Woooooooo..."

Just when the [-] Battalion was engaged in a cavalry battle with the Wala cavalry.

A bleak horn sounded in the distance.

Standing on the command vehicle, Zhu Di looked at the Oirat cavalry slowly pressing towards the Ming army, and shook his head with a chuckle.

He knew that Mahamu would not just watch more than 1 cavalry being wiped out by him.

And Zhu Di can also conclude.

The opponent's attack this time was not to fight with himself, but to rescue the trapped Oirat cavalry.

"Order Jiang Huai to bombard Mahamu with all the artillery that can be obtained."

"Heh! I wanted to save someone, so I asked Lao Tzu if I had any cannons."

"By the way, don't they still have a big killer in the Shenji Camp? Why keep it for me? Let him launch it at Mahamu's banner, even if the old boy Mahamu can't be killed, scare him to death too."

The order was quickly conveyed to Jianghuai.

Jianghuai, who was commanding the musketeers to support the [-] battalion battalion fighting against the Oirat cavalry, immediately issued an order to the artillery.

Twenty medium cannons and ten heavy cannons immediately turned their muzzles to aim at the Mahamu army that was slowly pressing over.

"Attention all guns, load the flower shells, and target the Mahamu Army!"

The gunner who received the order quickly moved out a shell with a wooden pallet from a small box.

Due to the cumbersome production of flower bombs, not many were assembled in this expedition.

On average, there are only 3 to 4 pieces per artillery.

According to the usual training, the gunner estimated the approximate distance and cut the fuse, then carefully put the shell into it.

After a quick check to confirm that everything was ready, the gunner personally picked up the torch and lit the fuse.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Thirty cannons with flowering shells fired one after another.

A round of shells with trays flew out of the barrel and quickly flew towards the Mahamu army in the distance.

While the shells are flying, the lead wires in the tray are also burning rapidly.

the other side.

Mahamu was commanding the army, slowly pressing down on the Ming army surrounding Todar.

To be honest, if there is a choice, Mahamu really doesn't want to come.

Knowing that this is a trap set by the Ming army, but still jumping in with eyes open, isn't that stupid?

The Kovala clan has a small population. If they really refuse to save them, not only will the power of the Wala clan be greatly weakened, but the prestige of other clan centers will also decline rapidly, which will eventually pose a threat to their status.

So knowing that this is a trap set by the Ming army, he can only lead people to jump into it with gritted teeth.

But before leaving, he had already given an order.