Chapter 253: The Army of Demon Gods Coming From Hell
In front of Xinghe Fort, there were rows of teams standing quietly at this moment.
In the dark night, the array is silent.
"Upper armor!"
On the left side of the first row, a young man on a horse slowly drew a knife.
The fire flashed, and the knife light hurt the eyes on the side of the city gate.
But even greater horror lies ahead.
Following the man's order, these silent sergeants pulled from the top of their heads with their left hands.
"Crack!"
After the same neat voice, the visor covered the face, only the white air from the breath proved that there was a living person under the visor.
In the darkness, those cold eyes shone with light.
It's like an army of demon gods coming out of the ground!
"This is a demon!"
"Yilulu!"
The Oirat army who rushed out were horrified.
Qian Huguan murmured: "Why don't they dodge in the face of my charge?"
Immediately his face turned cold, and he shouted: "Line up..."
After a mess,
The Oirat cavalry gathered outside the gate of the fort gathered together and formed a line.
The horse snorted and kicked the ground anxiously.
The cavalry on horseback were full of confidence, because they had overwhelmed many such infantry formations.
The corner of Qianhu Guan's mouth twitched, and he swung his knife and shouted: "Kill it!"
"Yo ho..."
All the Oirat cavalry stood upright on their horses, brandishing their sabers and shouting.
"Master, the enemy army is intimidating."
Today Fang Xing insisted on commanding by himself, so Xin Laoqi could only watch the battle from the sidelines.
This was the first battle against the alien race in the grassland. Fang Xing took a deep breath, thinking of the sinking Shenzhou in the future, and said: "My subordinates will not be afraid of the so-called shock and awe. We will use lead bullets to fight back against them!"
The enemy army began to start at a low speed. Lin Qun'an took his thousand households to stay in Shahu Fort today to guard against the enemy's transfer of the tiger away from the mountain.
Seeing the enemy army rushing towards them in a dense mass, Meng Jiao looked at the musketeers arrayed in front with some anxiety, worried that these musket arrays would be destroyed in a rush.
"My lord, the flag is raised ahead!"
Deputy Chito said, pointing forward.
Meng Jiao looked up, and then said in a low voice, "Everyone is short."
"Wow!"
Across the array of trebuchets that have been placed, just behind the musketeers, a thousand swordsmen squatted there, obeying orders from the front at any time.
Zhu Fang felt the blood rushing in his chest. He looked at the catapults and earthen pots around him, looking forward to the moment when the enemy would attack.
The night gave people the conditions to hide, and the three men were hiding among the bushes, carefully watching the battle that was about to start.
"Aslan, do you think these Ming people are crazy, they dare to use such a small number of infantry to resist the Oirat cavalry, I bet they can last two attacks at most."
"No, I think they're going to crumble on the first hit!"
Hearing what his two companions said, Aslan frowned and said: "The general of the Ming people is very bold. He didn't rush in after he was in place, but formed a team at the door. This is to stop the Wala people and at the same time reduce Casualties under his own command."
Looking at the Oirats who were charging clamorously, Aslan asked suspiciously: "Why don't these Ming people set up spear formations? Don't they want to use their lives to slow down the impact of the Oirats, and then follow up and kill them?"
The advantage of cavalry lies in speed. Cavalry who have lost their speed do not have much advantage in front of infantry, but will die because of the inflexibility of the horse's rotation.
But Fang Xing looked indifferently at the accelerating Oirat cavalry, and gradually raised the Tang knife in his hand.
A row of one hundred people, ten rows of musketeers stood there neatly, the muzzle of the first row was already aimed at the enemy. The index finger was placed in front of the trigger, making slight contact, the coldness of the metal made one's brain clear.
Xin Laoqi was standing next to Fang Xing's horse with a Tang saber in his hand, his breathing was heavy, he wished he could get on the horse and charge forward.
Fang Xing touched the safety symbols on his chest, looked at the Oirat cavalry approaching 70 meters away, and raised the Tang saber...
Zhang Yu and the others, who were temporarily safe in the castle, also heard the rapid and dense sound of horseshoes, but they didn't hear Fang Xingbu's voice, and they couldn't help feeling desperate.
"What's going on here?"
Yu Sanhuo said in a crying voice: "Could it be that Fang Xing and the others ran away? They can't do this!"
"Why are you crying!"
Zhao Xinbang held his head high and said: "It's already interesting when he comes, we should cheer up again, use the house as a cover, and we will have a way out if we wait until dawn!"
Ma Biao felt that he had regained some strength, so he hurriedly summoned the surviving sergeants, and then dragged the wounded to the back.
Zhang Yu looked at the sky outside with a serious expression, and suddenly shook his head and said, "Fang Xing has tried his best, I guess it will be difficult for them to block the first round of impact, let's...let's resign ourselves to fate!"
"first row……"
At this moment, there was a roar from outside, and Zhang Yu shouted excitedly: "It's Fang Xing's voice, they didn't leave! They didn't leave!"
Of course Fang Xing didn't leave, but Wang He was trembling, his mouth opened wide, like a frightened hippopotamus.
"first row……"
Fang Xing looked at the enemy at a distance of 50 meters, slashed down with Tang Dao, and shouted: "Shoot!"
The neat barrel stabilized, and then smoke was emitted.
The Wala Qianhu officer who was supervising the battle at the gate of the fort couldn't help but sneered when he saw those soldiers who were as immovable as a mountain: "Their muskets can only fire one round. After one round, it should be our world!"
"Bang bang bang bang!"
A burst of gunfire rang out, and the soldiers in the first row retreated quickly amidst the smoke.
"ah!"
"Yilulu!"
"Aww..."
"..."
The exit of the fort gate is not very large, so the formation of Oirat cavalry is not wide, which is why Fang Xing dared to use a formation of a hundred people.
Before the smoke cleared, Fang Xing blew the whistle.
"Beep beep!"
The sergeants who had been rotated to the first row opened fire in unison.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
"Baby!"
"ah!"
The people who were shot were all howling, Fang Xing watched the scene coldly, and continued to blow the whistle without hesitation.
"Beep beep!"
"Bang bang bang bang!"
"Beep beep!"
"Bang bang bang bang!"
"..."
A horse threw off its master, jumped wildly, and was about to rush over from the side, but was hit by several lead bullets. With a long hiss, it jumped and fell to the ground.
After several rounds of shooting, the front was covered by gunpowder smoke.
The face of Qianhu Guan, who couldn't see the situation ahead, suddenly changed. He felt that he underestimated the enemy.
But it's still too late to make up for it, isn't it?
"All line up! All line up!"
Following the order, all the Oirat cavalry were lined up except for one hundred households.
A gust of cold wind blew away the gunpowder smoke in front of the two armies, revealing the tragic scene in the middle.
Just about fifty paces away from the Ming Dynasty's front line, more than a hundred corpses and the horses that had been shot fell in a haphazard manner.
The horses that survived by chance fled to the flanks in panic, and ran towards the dark place without looking back, but they were intercepted by Fang Wu and his scout Baihu.
They are all good horses! It can't be wasted.
If it was the previous battlefield, these Oirats would definitely rush over and kill all the scouts.
But the first contact between the two sides caused the Oirats to suffer a crushing defeat.
An Oara cavalryman who was wounded and fled back screamed to his comrades in horror: "They are demon gods! They are the army of demon gods! We..."
Swish!
This person was immediately decapitated by the Hundred Household Officer!
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