"Bumping" Wei Jun's first row of wilted hands shot, raised the musketeer in the whistle to step back, the second row of the taxi pejing up forward, the flanked gun up and pull out the hammer, and then followed the rhythm of the drum, flattening the fire, aiming and then firing again.

In the roar of the musket, a white smoke belt, the officer as the center of the two wings, in the blink of an eye between the small cross, the smoke belt is connected, in the long line, the formation of a white dragon.

In the sound of poking into the flesh, the tirritals holding the war knife, no old and weak, no division of women and children, fell to the ground in pieces, and made a burst of heart-rheavy screams.

In the mirror of the thousands of miles, Gao Yihuan saw the tartar of the mowing of the grass covered the earth, and he could not help but be moved.

“The charge!”The flag swung his sword and ignored the casualties of his family.

Countless Tartars seemed to go wild, waving swords while the guns were out, crossing the bodies on the ground and continuing to rush forward.

The "bang bang" sounded again in a row of clinks, and the Tartar seemed to hit an invisible wall and fell to the ground again.

“Hold on, fight!”The flag thumped and roared, and the man behind him crossed the body and rushed up again.

"Slaming" Wei arms, mechanical lift guns, hair, back, loading, and then on, the gun and the catheter.

Wave after wave of the tallets, harvested like mowing, they hit the wall of the projectile and kept leaning back.

Within thirty paces of the Wei army, they could hardly be crossed, and the bodies were shocking from sparse to dense, and finally stacked.

The "bang" was another wave of guns, and the advancing Tartar fell on the body, and the eyes were round and dead.

An old Tartar, whose leg was hit, was paralyzed in the pile of corpses, and a half-sized son wailing in his arms, a projectile hit the temple of the old Tartar, splashing a cloud of blood, and ending his suffering.

Before the Wei army, there were all the figures of struggle, and the advancing Tatar looked at the insurmountable thirty steps, and the anger on his face finally turned into fear.

“I can’t go through.”

“I can’t beat the thief.”

This is not a battle, but a massacre, the shooting of the sergeant Wei's machinery, the harvest of human life, the charge of the Qing army is like a queuing to commit suicide, in an instant, thousands of people were killed, the Qing army finally began to shake, began to collapse.

Desperate emotions spread in the Qing army, "This death is meaningless!"

In fact, it still makes sense, the front of the Qing army continues to pounce on death, the more the body from more than a hundred steps away, the more dense forward, and the more the body, the closer the Qing army's front is to the Wei army front.

After the family of the Qing army made a huge sacrifice, the Qing army cavalry behind it began to mention the horse speed.

The son of Azig, the tower, drew out the sabre and shouted, “Slay!”

When the family members of the Qing army were about to flee, nearly the 10,000 army cavalry, slammed into the front of the figure, the family was frightened and scattered on both sides, and the horseshoes trampled the body of their own family members and galloped to the Wei Army Front.

After the Wei army array, Gao Yijue took a thousand mirrors and immediately waved his hand, "Let's end!"

After the three cross-sections, the nearly Wan Wei army, which guards Gao Yihuan, immediately moved up and became a phalanx.

At this time, the Qing army cavalry, soon rushed through the corpse pile, into the Wei army front 30 steps of the distance, Wei arms and saliva, the soldiers threw out the thunderstorm, the front row of fire after the fire shot, did not retreat, because in the face of the cavalry charge, they have no opportunity to fill the ammunition and shoot again.

The thorn in the front row, immediately crouched on the ground, tilted the fire, and the thorns were aimed at the rushed cavalry.

Soon, in the face of the charge of the cavalry, the three rows of the small cross-sections of the thorns were slanted, while the Qing cavalry rushed out in the explosion and the rain, and in a wave of people and horses, they hit the Wei army.

In an instant, the horse hit the thorn, the blood shot, the huge inertia, the jaws hit the fly, the army cavalry turned around, hit three rows of cuttle hands, the cavalry like fish, poured from the gap, and the horse kept rushing to the Wei Army Second Front.

At this time, those families who were shot and ulcerated by the fire, ignited their hopes, made a roar, and continued to charge.

The bang bang sounded again, and the family died again.

The cross of the Wei army is composed of a small cross-section of three hundred people.The Qing cavalry broke through from the middle, but he cut through several small cross-sections in the middle, and the left and right cross-sections were not affected, and they continued to shoot and harvest human lives.

The family was beaten by the fire and fell again, but they soon gathered in the middle, ready to enter from the gap of the cavalry.

To the east, Xu Black Tiger was stationed under the banner, behind which were more than 27,000 Wei Army.

Wearing black armor, the horses were draped in horse-armed assault cavalry, holding the horse, and the cold flashed, like a forest of steel.

Wearing chest armor, musketeers armed with flanges, truminant standing, horseshoes constantly pacing the ground, looking murderous.

At this time, the Wei cavalry was all over the field, as if it had covered the ground with a carpet and covered the ground.

A cavalry galloped in front of Xu Black Tiger, holding a fist and newspaper, "Zhang Guo Gong, tens of thousands of Qing army onslaught on the southern line, nearly ten thousand Tarot Cavalry, straight to the king's army!"

Xu Black Tiger said to the generals: "It seems that Dorgon is trying to throw a desperate bet and defeat the king!"

Huang Bingzhong calmed the restless horse, tightened the horse: "The king's army of 40,000, the army is strict, it is not so easy to be defeated, and now Geng Zhongming's Han flag has not yet been shot, can not be judged too early!"

Xu Black Tiger's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and then said, "Since this is the case, old Huang, you come to fight, I will charge, share the pressure for the king!"

The black tiger shouted, “Take my big axe!”

The two soldiers carried his long-handled axe and walked flashed to the horse, and chose the weapons of the garrison, full of heads.

Xu Black Tiger's feet were picked, the axe was already in his hand, and he immediately raised forward, roaring, "Kill the tartar!"

Nearly Wanwei army horse army, left the main battle, the war horse wading across the river, after overturning the river beach, a horse appeared in the Qing army's line of sight, Wan rode over the White Wolf River, the sound of the shock of the hooves sounded from the battlefield, the ground trembled.

Xu Black Tiger led Wan to ride, rushed to the flank of the Qing army, and a clear army appeared in front of him, and the soldier was armed with a musket, and his face was firm.

Under the banner of the fluttering yellow dragon, Dorgon gazed at the front, and the Wei army artillery and muskets caused white smoke, which filled the air and made the field of view somewhat blurred.

Through the faint smoke, the Qing army cavalry tore the first front of the Wei army, flew to the second front of the Wei army, tens of thousands of families are rushing to the gap, and will be strangled with the Wei army.

At this time, Boluo ran to Dorgon, "The regent, the Wei troopers to the east rushed over!"

Dorgon turned his head and saw Wanma galloping over, his face did not panic, but some sick red halo said: "Well, try to trap them, only to seriously hurt the Wei army, we have the opportunity to withdraw."

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