In Hong Chengchou's terrified gaze, the gunpowder pack in Yang Feng flew out of his hand.

The next moment, like a tsunami, the tide of the Qing army cavalry was about to flood his head. As if he was tearing apart the space, a terrifying ball of flames suddenly expanded and almost instantly turned into a fiery red wave, with a violent force, fiercely devouring dozens of Qing soldiers below. Then the explosion impact, with flame smoke and dust, and even pieces of people and war horses, spread wildly around. The Qing cavalry who were charging were thrown up like toys and knocked away, torn apart by this terrifying force.

But the impact continued, and more cavalry around were knocked down and were stepped under the hooves by the running horses behind. Within a radius of nearly a hundred meters, it was completely a hell of flesh and blood.

And Yang Feng stood there proudly.

The Qing cavalry closest to him was less than ten meters away, and then a shock wave that was almost visible to the naked eye came instantly, and the cavalry flew up like a car.

Just as they flew up, Yang Feng fell to the ground, and then it seemed as if a strong wind was blowing over his head. In the surge of dust and grass, two war horses beside him were knocked to the ground with a whine. At the same time, the huge explosion and the trembling of the earth also came. Although Yang Feng had blocked his ears, he was still shocked to the point of tinnitus.

Even if he was like this, the Qing army without any defense could be imagined.

It was like the sky collapsed and the earth broke.

With the explosion point as the center, all the originally running war horses stood up in horror at the moment when the explosion came, and then turned around without hesitation to escape in the direction away from the sound.

This is an instinct that any animal has.

These war horses who have never been trained in this kind of war horses, facing this loud noise beyond their ability to withstand, are the only reaction they can do is to run wildly in the opposite direction.

But this was a disaster for a cavalry that was charging. Those war horses running like headless flies instantly disrupted the orderly formation. All the Qing cavalry were colliding and dodging in chaos, and many were even knocked down and stepped under their hooves by their companions. This chaos also spread outward with the explosion point as the center, like a domino pushed down, which involved more Qing cavalry into chaos. The charge with a rainbow of momentum came to an abrupt end, and the most terrifying thing on the battlefield happened.

Of course, it is not only the Qing army who is unlucky.

On the other side of the explosion site, the Ming army and Qing army horses who were fighting were also shocked.

They ignored the master on their backs and tried their best to control them, and all turned around and ran wildly away from the sound. The entire battlefield became two distinct pieces. With Yang Feng, who was shaking in the middle, who was shaking with dust, as the dividing line, the Qing cavalry coming from Lianshan went north in chaos. The Ming and Qing cavalry, who were originally in the melee in the south, were also led south by the out-of-control war horses. However, Yang Feng in the middle was no longer caring. He stood there and looked at the scene speechlessly. It was obvious that the battle was over again, just like under Ningyuan City, he asked him to blow it up with a hundred kilograms of gunpowder.

"Ma!"

He cursed speechlessly, then walked to his war horse and pulled it up with force. Fortunately, it was just washed down by the air waves and was not injured. After being restrained by his strength, the war horse that snatched Ild finally calmed down. Yang Feng turned over the horse, and immediately ran forward with his legs. He didn't know that on a high slope two miles away behind him, a middle-aged man in white armor was looking at his back with a gloomy face. Because he was extremely angry, the muscles on his face were shaking unnaturally.

"Regent..."

A Qing army general was careful to say something.

The man raised his hand to stop him.

At this time, Yang Feng suddenly stopped and picked up a person from the ground. The Qing general hurriedly raised his telescope and then said, "It's Hong Chengchou!"

"snort!"

The middle-aged man sneered, then broke the whip in his hand, threw it away to the ground and headed towards Lianshan.

Well, Hong Chengchou unfortunately fell into Yang Feng's hands.

In order to remind the Qing army, this guy ran forward desperately. Not far behind Yang Feng during the explosion. Yang Feng was prepared and lying on the ground to avoid the explosion's shock wave. However, he was not aware of this and was directly knocked down. When he landed, he broke his right leg when he fell. When Yang Feng got up and walked back, he was still holding his broken leg on the ground and howled. Yang Feng naturally did not be polite to him. He picked it up from the ground and galloped across in front of him, catching up with Deputy General Chen and others who were actually running away, and then continued Xiangnan and soon met the infantry led by Tang Yu.

However, at this time, the Qing cavalry also chased after him.

Of course, it was not those who ran away in the south like the Ming army, but those who comforted the war horses and chased them again. Yang Feng's pack of gunpowder killed only more than a hundred people. The charging cavalry was not a phalanx of infantry, and the density was not large. It was just serious chaos. However, this chaos would not last. The Qing cavalry, which was far away from the explosion point, quickly comforted the war horses, gathered again and chased them, and the number was still at least three thousand.

"Take this guy back to the city!"

Yang Feng threw Hong Chengchou to Deputy General Chen and said.

"Your Majesty, where are you?"

Old Chen asked.

"I'll play with them again!"

Yang Feng said with a sneer.

Immediately afterwards, he urged the horse to run towards the infantry phalanx. The infantry that formed the walls of the side chariot, shield, spear, bird, gun, bow, arrow, etc. were separated immediately and gave him in. Deputy General Chen on the periphery threw Hong Chengchou to a subordinate and sent him back to the city. He quickly gathered his cavalry behind the infantry phalanx to prepare for the battle. The Ming army had lost nearly 200 people in the battle, and at this time there were more than 800 cavalry. The thousand cavalry fighting with them suffered a much greater loss, leaving only less than 600 cavalry. At this time, the main force was rushing towards them to meet him. In other words, the next strength comparison was the nearly 4,000 cavalry of the Qing army against the 5,000 infantry and 800 cavalry of the Ming army.

The Ming army was obviously much weaker.

But they still have the emperor!

"Get my bow and arrow!"

In the middle of the infantry formation, Yang Feng stood in a carriage and said heroically.

A accompanying Jinyiwei quickly presented his giant bow. In fact, the Jinyiwei also carried a spare one. The bowstring was worn out after using it for too many times. The other two Jinyiwei removed four bundles of special arrows from their horses. The arrows used by the emperor were one and a half meters long, and the clusters of arrows in front were as big as a child's fist. Not to mention cotton armor and chain mail, even large oars and shields used for infantry can be shot through.

"Beat the drum and cheer me!"

Yang Feng said to the drummer.

The drummer, with excitement on his face, waved the drumstick desperately and hit the huge cowhide drum in front of him.

Amid the majestic drum sound, Yang Feng took the arrow handed by the Jinyiwei, then pulled the giant bow, and aimed steadily at the Qing army nearly 300 meters away.

At the same time, the carriage under his feet slowly moved, and the entire infantry phalanx of the Ming army began to move slowly backwards. Behind the infantry phalanx, Lao Chen's cavalry also completed the array to protect the infantry's wings and retreat to Ningyuan. In the distance behind him, a thousand cavalry led by Tianjin General Cao Youyi were also lined up to come for reinforcements. His subordinates included five hundred of his own elite soldiers, which was also his chance to show off.

Yang Feng didn't care about this, he was just aiming at it with all his attention.

The Qing army opposite was separated.

When cavalry against infantry formation, as long as the latter's formation is not chaotic, they will not have a real overwhelming advantage. The spear like a forest is also a fatal threat to cavalry, so their method is to keep shooting arrows on the periphery until the infantry formed formation begins to withstand some chaos. At that time, heavy armored cavalry rushed hard, and as long as they rushed away, they would be victorious.

But this time, it's hard to deal with!

Just as the Qing cavalry separated, the bowstring in Yang Feng's hand suddenly loosened. The giant arrow, one and a half meters long, came out like lightning under the pulling force of at least five or six hundred kilograms. In less than two seconds, it accurately smashed the cotton armor and chain mail on a Qing army officer nearly a hundred meters away, cut off his ribs like an axe, and then penetrated his body, and used his unexhausted strength to take him back and fall down.

Cheers sounded from the Ming army.

Just as the cheers were cheering, the second giant arrow flew out, the second Qing army officer was dismissed, then the third, fourth, and fifth...

The giant bow in Yang Feng's hand was like a modern sniper rifle. With less than five seconds of interval, it kept shooting out terrifying giant arrows. Among the Qing cavalry who were preparing to shoot from the outside to attack Ming infantry, those who looked like generals almost fell off their horses, with the arrow shafts like small spears, told the Qing soldiers how cruel their opponents were. The Ming soldiers kept cheering frantically, and the drums that resounded throughout the battlefield formed the glorious background of their emperor. Even the bows and arrows shot by the Qing cavalry were ignored, and even the infantry who were caught were cheering as long as they were not fatal.

Although Yang Feng did not actually shoot many Qing troops to death, the improvement he brought to the morale of the Ming army was huge.

In the fanatical worship of His Majesty the Emperor, the infantry archers and bird gunners were constantly pouring bullets and sharp arrows to the Qing cavalry on the periphery. While their companions were constantly hitting arrows and falling down, the Qing cavalry also continued to fall under their arrows and bullets. Soon, Deputy General Chen's cavalry also joined the battle, and more cavalry behind the Qing army also arrived one after another. Then Cao Youyi's thousand cavalry also joined the battle. With Yang Feng and his infantry as the core, the scale of the battle became larger and larger. The red-eyed soldiers fought wildly and bloodyly, gradually moving towards the city of Ningyuan.

But Yang Feng soon encountered trouble.

"Ma, there are fewer arrows!"

He said hatefully, holding the empty giant bow.

He brought two hundred arrows, and at the same speed as his squirting, he shot all of them in less than ten minutes. Even the bow was changed once, shooting at least 150 Qing soldiers in total, most of whom were officers, but unfortunately there was nothing to play now.

"Prepare your horse, go out and kill it!"
Chapter completed!