"Although the Zhou people's firearms are sharp, they cannot last long. After about a quarter of an hour, the artillery will become weaker, and the time for musketeers is also not frequent... If you are scared by them during this period and retreat and attack again next time, you will encounter a stronger firearm attack!"

Ibn is a scholar. He is not only proficient in theology, but also good at astronomy and calendar and mathematics literature. When he was young, he personally went to the battlefield to realize the truth between life and death.

He reminded his disciple Mansour that although the Hei Khan is not valuable, he can't waste a precious fighter jet by spending 30,000 people to create a precious fighter jet.

By the next time, Moussa may not be willing to bleed.

Mansour decisively ordered that ten thousand Mamuliuks were dispatched.

These people are the trump card in Mansour's hand and will not easily be used.

Now is the time!

"rush!"

The heavy cavalry was almost unparalleled when they stepped on the ground. The heavy cavalry, which had both speed and strength, was well-deserved king, not to mention that Mamuluke, who was trained hard, was extremely fierce.

They rushed into the middle of the Great Zhou army formation.

The musketeers were exhausted by tossing and exhausted, the team was sunken, and the front line became thinner. Especially some muskets had already malfunctioned. The Western Regions, which were covered with yellow sand, had very serious losses to the guns, which was a difficulty that the Great Zhou did not expect.

If the firepower is insufficient, it cannot stop the surging Mamulik.

One of the muskets shouted desperately, calling his subordinates to save shè.

The Mamuliuk, who was rushing in the front, was hit in the chest. In an instant, a hole as big as a fist appeared. Blood squirted wildly, but the war horse did not stop. It carried his body and continued forward, rushing within ten steps before falling to the ground.

At this time, Mamuliuk's bow and arrow also arrived, and he fell from the sky in a dense manner. The arrows pierced the bodies of dozens of musketeers, and they all fell to the ground.

There was a terrible gap in the battle formation.

Mamuluk rushed over as if he had smelled a bloody shark.

They rushed into the army formation of the Great Zhou Dynasty, waved the scimitar in their hands, and musketeers were constantly slashed and killed.

"not good!"

The generals watching the formation in the Central Army were shocked, including Li Congde who went on the expedition with the army, and he couldn't help but cry down.

The musketeers are no longer able to stop them!

"Your Majesty, I'm asking for a fight!"

More than a dozen generals led by Zhang Yongde bowed together, and Chai Rong rode on the light golden horse, looking ahead without any expression.

Several people immediately woke up and realized that since the command of the war was in Ye Hua's hands, they should ask him for a fight.

When a few people turned to Ye Hua, they found that Ye Hua had just said lightly, "Believe in the musketeers!"

Zhang Yongde was choked and did not dare to get angry in front of Ye Hua, so he could only watch anxiously.

Mamuliuk's impact was very fast, and the musketeers' gap was torn open and wider, and the entire front was in danger.

At this time, the musketeers behind him didn't even have time to load ammunition, so they rushed up with their swords.

One of the ten generals named Pan Wu was extremely fierce. He took advantage of the other party's inattention and suddenly leaned down and waved his knife and chopped off a horse's hoof. The Mamuliuk on it fell heavily. He pounced on it and slashed it on his neck with a knife.

Just as Pan Wu drew his sword, a scimitar pierced his chest hard, and it was another Mamuliuk!

This guy stabbed Pan Wu and wanted to draw the knife. He pulled it twice in a row, but he didn't get it back. Next to them, two Zhou soldiers waved the sword in their hands and stabbed him hard, and Mamuliuke died!

At this time, Pan Wu's hands slowly released the knife in his chest, and he fell to the ground with a smile.

A fierce battle was staged in almost every place. After the musketeers removed the muskets, their weapons were too thin, and they had to fight for one Mamuliuk for three lives.

But even so, no one retreated, only heroes who died in battle and no cowards who retreated!

Mamuliuk broke through the two front lines, with the last one left, and they could not conquer them no matter what, so they were dragged down.

Moreover, after the musketeers were in trouble, they actually pushed the used sultry trucks in front and formed a line of defense. They were fighting behind them, and Mamuliuk's casualties continued to increase.

As a heavy cavalry, you cannot break through the enemy formation quickly. Once you lose the impact, your fate will be very miserable.

Ibn doesn't need to remind me about this, Mansour also knows it well.

"What a powerful Zhou Bing! You won the respect of this king without avoiding life and death, keeping your position in battle! But...that's the end!"

Mansour gave Jatis beside him a look.

Jatila looks like she is in her forties or fifties. He is very thin and not tall or powerful at all, but those who know him know that this guy is a complete desert snake and is the most difficult to deal with.

This time his appointment as "Governor of China" shows his high status.

Behind Jatira, a group of guys in different clothes but extremely tough appeared!

Warriors from all over the country came for the sacred war. Some people traveled thousands of miles, and they could all ignore their lives. Ibn bowed deeply to these people, "God will bless you!"

Jatila screamed strangely and led these madmen to the army formation of the Great Zhou.

A flash flood broke out and a tsunami hit!

These guys were astonishingly powerful and murderous, like the water of the Yellow River, pounced on the already shaky musketeers' front. All the musketeers were already desperate.

"Let us die here in battle!"

"The Great Zhou is a thousand victories!"

The tragic shouts sounded, and they were ready to die for their country.

Zhang Yongde and others seemed to have been stabbed in their hearts, and their eyes fell on Ye Hua. Could it be that they had not sent troops?

Ye Hua looked at the battlefield silently, with a faint smile on his face.

"Release the signal flare!"

While speaking, three rockets rushed straight into the sky. At this moment, a total of 20,000 cavalrymen from the Great Zhou army led by Zhao Kuangyin, led by the inspector of the capital, and took small steps.

These war horses are all bloody and sweaty. Gao Jun is fast and well-trained. Each war horse can consciously find a position, lined up in a neat row, first jogging in small steps, and when it enters about five hundred steps, it suddenly accelerates.

The Dazhou Iron Cavalry who suddenly rushed out was faster than the Dashi Cavalry on the opposite side!

With a long rifle tightly in the hands of the soldier, Zhao Kuangyin rushed to the front, and a proud smile appeared on his face.

"Big cannibalism, you've been fooled!"

That's right, everyone knows that the firearms of the Great Zhou are sharp, and they think that if they kill the musketeers, they will be in sight. Unfortunately, these people don't know that in Ye Hua's eyes, musketeers are simply consumables.

As long as you have enough young and strong people and military workshops, you can become an army in one year of training. It is simply a great profit to fight for Mamuliuk with musketeers!

Ye Hua was so happy.

Even Ibn, who is known for his wisdom, was confused by the powerful power of the firearms, thinking that the firearms were the core of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The master and apprentice actually sent out the most critical power.

When the enemy shows his trump card, Ye Hua naturally won’t be polite!

Zhao Da was like a tiger out of the cage, leading the iron cavalry to sweep over.

"kill!"

A spear penetrated the flesh, and a piece of cavalry fell down.

Jatila was caught off guard, and he screamed wildly, greeted his subordinates, rushed forward and blocked!

The madman-like cavalry rushed up, but their scimitar was no match for the Great Zhou cavalry. Before they could reach the Great Zhou cavalry, they were poked into a sieve.

Zhao Da was completely crazy. This time he did not use the standard long sword, but instead used a strange weapon. This thing is similar to a nunchaku, but one piece is long and the other is short, and in the middle of the two sections, it is connected by iron rings.

The long one is similar to a mace, with prominent thorns.

Zhao Da named this weapon "Panlong Stick".

He used one arm and one end to hit a big food cavalry. With a bang, his brain shattered, and Zhao Da smashed several more in a row, all of which were killed with one blow.

Those big cannibals were really similar to those of madmen. They rushed up one after another regardless of their own life or death and surrounded Zhao Da.

At this time, the power of the Panlong stick is revealed. The long piece can be used as a mace, which is much more powerful than a scimitar. The short piece can defend itself and block the weapons that are stabbed. There is also the iron ring link. When necessary, Zhao Da can swing the Panlong stick hard. No one can get close to him within one meter!

The great cannibals consciously rode a great skill, thinking that the Han people in the Central Plains were weak and could only rely on firearms. How could they know that the iron cavalry of the Great Zhou were above them!

Zhao Da was like a devil who reaped life. He rushed to wherever there were many people. Jiatila entered his sight. Zhao Dalian attacked left and right, killed several Dashi cavalrymen, stepped on the corpse, and rushed towards Jiatila.

"Suffer to die!"

Panlong stick was smashed down, and Jiatila hurriedly blocked it with a scimitar, but he forgot that Panlong stick had two sections. Zhao Da easily opened his right arm, and Panlong stick's head quickly smashed down, just hitting Jiatila's head.

Although Jatira was blocked by the scimitar and protected by the helmet, Jatira was still dizzy and almost fell off the horse.

The people around him rushed up to protect him. Zhao Da was not willing to let him go. He grabbed the Steady Dragon Stick again and waved it violently, like beating a gopher, smashing one head after another.

Jiatila took the opportunity to escape, General Zhao used the Panlong stick as a meteor hammer and threw it out, just hitting Jiatila's back.

Zhao Da was born with divine power, and with his practice of the "Medicle Sutra", his strength was definitely the pinnacle, and he beat Jatila to vomit blood in one go.

He urged the horse suddenly, and the big green horse passed the body and came behind Jiatila. General Zhao combined the two nude sticks into one and smashed them hard.

"Go to die!"

Suddenly, his helmet cracked eight pieces, his brain splashed out, and Jatila died directly!

The Chinese governor died tragically before he arrived in China.

Zhao Da didn't know the identity of the person he killed. At this moment, he was covered in blood and looked like a demon... Although the Great Food Cavalry was not afraid of death, they did not shudder when facing Zhao Da and the Iron Cavalry of the Great Zhou.

"kill!"

Zhao Da took advantage of their fear of retreating and rushed towards Mamuliuk first.

I kept hearing the Marquis say, how great are you!

Pooh!

Aren’t they just a group of eunuchs?

What's so great about it? Let Grandpa Zhao send you to heaven today!
Chapter completed!