More than ten riders rushed over.

Potato shouted snapped.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The sergeant with broken legs leaned against his comrade beside him and pulled the trigger.

"volley!"

The second row of fired volleys, and all the enemy troops were wiped out.

More cavalrymen appeared.

There is no reserve team anymore.

"Wan Sheng!"

The Ming army on the right was cheering, probably breaking the enemy's blockade.

But what about the front?

Every conquest, the Ming army must have superior forces.

But this time, both sides are equally matched.

The extra part is the part that everyone is questioning.

Why don’t Xing and Bo come back yet!

...

Just in a hilly area behind the enemy, Fang Xing was watching the fight.

He put down his telescope.

"Your Majesty is outstanding."

He went around the rear to cut off the retreat of the coalition forces, just to achieve his merits.

Zhu Zhanji did not disappoint him, and had already dragged the enemy army and even rushed in.

He turned around and looked behind him.

With less than 20,000 people and horses, the cavalry suffered the most heavy losses.

"Brother!"

Song Jianran and Chen De were already eager to try.

But can it stop the fleeing enemy troops?

They were a little worried.

"Array!"

Fang Xing drew out his long sword.

Musketeers boarded the horse and enthronement.

The remaining cavalry began to protect their wings proudly.

The array begins to spread to both sides.

Countless muskets flashed with metallic glow on the soldiers' backs.

This is the time of the Ming Dynasty!

And I will become a legend!

Fang Xing turned around, gently lifted the reins of the horse, and the war horse rushed to the small hill lightly.

"Where are the reinforcements?"

A heavy cavalry of Ming army threw away the spear tiredly. He drew out the sword, then raised his head and sighed weakly.

He saw the smoke that began to fade.

Through the smoke of gunpowder, he saw a horse.

He shook his head.

"Who is that?"

The cavalry on the small hill rushed down.

Countless cavalry appeared from behind.

The cavalry were a little blurred in the smoke of gunpowder.

It's like a water mirror shaking.

But it's all over the mountains...

"The Ming Dynasty has won thousands of victories!"

Everyone lost their mind for a moment.

Zhu Zhanji could no longer lift the knife. He looked up and looked ahead tiredly.

Zhang Fu was injured in many places, but he was still fighting.

He couldn't look up, but he was ecstatic.

Potato was slashing hard, cutting off an enemy cavalry who had entered the array.

"The Ming Dynasty has won thousands of victories!"

Cheers came.

"It's behind the enemy!"

Tudou was shocked, and he slowly looked up and looked forward.

The enemy troops in front were looking back in a daze.

Merlot is looking back.

The silk knives are turning back.

The sun was not small in the afternoon, so they could only squint their eyes when they looked back.

cavalry!

Countless cavalry approached rapidly.

The war horses pulled artillery and even ran in the front.

They are attacking wildly!

They dismounted near three miles away.

The array is forming rapidly.

These are the three most elite firearms and wards in the Ming Dynasty.

Three firearms and wards that can roam the world.

Countless array moldings.

The array is spread out in units of hundreds of households.

From left to right.

From front to deep.

"Why?"

Mei'ergan said blankly: "Where is the evil soul?"

Wei Si was lying on the grass at this moment, his head and body separated. A big bird stood beside his head, pecking at the mouth of his mouth.

Melo led his men to Moergan's side.

"We have to break through!"

Meiergan nodded and said, "Okay, break through!"

"The Demon God is here!"

A sharp scream came, causing panic.

Panic spreads.

"That's the Demon God!"

Countless coalition forces were going crazy and they began to break away from contact with the Ming army.

The morale of the army is dispersed!

Meiergan sighed and said, "What if we... I said, what if we ask for peace?"

Merlot smiled bitterly and said, "Believe me, Emperor Ming will only want prisoners."

Meiergan's spirit suddenly became excited, and he waved his sword and shouted, "Let's go out and go home!"
To be continued...