The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 13
When the Hou Jin army rushed in, many people in the Ming army already showed fear on their faces.

The distance between the two parties is too close, and the space on the scene is small.

As soon as the Hou Jinjun entered the door, they were less than 15 meters away from them.

Doge was wearing heavy armor and rushed to the front. With a wave of his knife, the whole army rushed to the Ming army formation.

Zhang Jing, Ding Yi, and Song Fei tried their best to stabilize the morale of the whole army: "Steady, steady, steady."

The three of them kept yelling, and Zhang Jing glanced out of the corner of his eye at the same time, just in time to see Ding Yi looking at him too.

The three were divided into three teams, just to stabilize the morale of the three teams.

Zhang Jing suddenly had a feeling that after this battle, if they were still alive, maybe he and Ding Yi could get together.

"Close your eyes and throw it." At this moment, Ding Yi shouted first.

Song Fei and Zhang Jing called out at the same time.

Crash, the air was completely white, and ten lime bags were thrown into the air.

In the downwind place chosen by the Ming army, the lime packs would disperse as soon as they reached mid-air, and countless limes flew towards the Jin army.

But there were also two of the Ming army who failed to throw them away in a panic.

One was thrown low, directly on Dogg's shield.

The other was a sergeant from Ding Yi's team. Somehow, his hand touched his companion's body, and he scattered in Ding Yi's team with a crash.

After everyone opened their eyes, they found that there was nothing in front of them. Ding Yi was anxious and angry, so he quickly closed his eyes and stepped back.

"Ah!" Someone from the Ming army yelled first, his eyes were stained with his own lime.

The team of four spearmen immediately panicked.

"Don't panic." Ding Yi shouted immediately: "Follow me."

"Kill." Seinfeld yelled in front, and the four knives squatted down, slashing at the ground.

The ground was full of the opponent's feet at this time, and there were four or five people in the Houjin Army's row. There was no time to aim at all, and there was no need to aim. Just cut at the feet on the ground.

The Hou Jin army on the opposite side was caught off guard by this wave of lime attack.

The Ming army may have used this kind of throwing tactics in siege battles before, but they have never seen throwing lime, let alone in field battles on flat ground, they have never seen such a low-level battle.

Many people didn't have time to close their eyes, and immediately felt a stabbing pain in their eyes.

"what"

"Shameless dog."

"What an idiot." There were all kinds of curses from the Hou Jin army.

Then there were all kinds of screams, pounce, pounce, pounce, three people were chopped down in an instant, and one of the tartars was cut off by two Ming soldiers at the same time, which was considered unlucky.

"Tap, stab, stab!" Zhang Jing yelled frantically, leading the gun team to stab forward.

His men were on the outermost perimeter, attacking the flank of the Hou Jin army.

After the flank, Jin Jun was not cut off to the foot, but his eyes were a little bit hard to open.

He looked at it out of the corner of his eye, and Yang Dun blocked it.

Beng, directly fired Zhang Jing's spear.

Then there were two pounces, and the other two guns of the Ming army directly stabbed him in the face and shoulders.

Zhang Jing was overjoyed at first, then shocked.

The spears of the two Ming soldiers were sharpened with wooden sticks in a hurry, but the Ming soldiers did not know whether they were afraid or because they had no strength, so the stabbing in the face of the tartar was actually a small wound.

The one who stabbed the tartar on the shoulder didn't even break the opponent's cotton armor.

Moreover, the two Ming soldiers completely forgot what Ding Yi said, and they had to stab them continuously.

After one of them stabbed the tartar in the face, he said happily: "I stabbed it." He actually stood there without moving.

But he saw the Tartar cut fiercely.

Puchi, he chopped off the Ming army's long spear. If it weren't for the tartar's poor vision and unable to fully open his eyes, this knife would definitely kill the Ming army.

Before the tartar got excited, Zhang Jing's second shot came over.

Pounce, Zhang Jing's spear was ruthless and accurate, and it hit the tartar's neck.

"Ah!" Tartar screamed.

The two Ming soldiers on the side finally came to their senses, stabbed and stabbed the tartar in the face, and knocked the tartar to the ground in a blink of an eye.

"Take the knife." Zhang Jing shouted.

The Ming army, whose spear had been cut off, immediately squatted down and picked up the opponent's sword and shield.

Zhang Jing and another Ming army went forward and stabbed again.

Seinfeld in the middle was the easiest to fight. They had a lot of people and had four knives. The first wave of lime was thrown out, and the few tartars in front were almost blinded. The flying dog jumped, screaming and falling down holding his feet.

Just as the Tartars behind were about to rush up, Li Zhongyi and a Ming soldier also ran out from the nearby house.

The two pulled up the ambush rope.

The tartars in the rear team rushed forward, stumbled and thumped, and two of them fell directly to the ground.

Li Zhongyi and Na Mingjun turned around and ran after pulling, and didn't dare to pull the second one. He ran in a panic, tripped under his own feet, and fell to the ground with a thump.

He was also very lucky, almost at the same time he fell, whoosh, a sharp arrow flew past his head.

"Ah" he screamed.

Li Zhongyi turned around.

The Ming army who was pulling the rope with him was shot in the back by an arrow, fell to the ground on the spot, and died tragically in an instant.

Li Zhongyi didn't dare to get up, he even crawled and ran into the room, luckily the tartar didn't shoot him again.

Because at this time Zhao Dashan from the pier above waited out.

When the four people above showed their heads, there was a commotion below. The Ming army and the Tatars were already fighting together, and three Tartar archers who were not hit by the lime were raising their bows behind.

"Archer." Zhao Dashan raised his bow and shot without hesitation.

The distance between the two sides was very close, only more than ten meters. The tartar did not expect that there were still people on the pier. When he saw it from the corner of his eye, he quickly turned around.

Whoosh, the two sides shot at each other, and at such a close distance, arrow feathers flew wildly in the air.

Bang, Yao Xinhan also shot.

At this distance, the three-eyed gun is the most powerful. Before Ding Yi asked Wei Jiye to bring the three-eyed gun because he wanted to use it at close range.

Bang bang bang, whoosh, all kinds of sounds intertwined at the scene.

There were bursts of gunpowder smoke in the air, and both sides were turned on their backs.

The three archers on the opposite side all fell on their backs.

Ma Yue on the pier let out a muffled groan. Although they shot first, Ma Yue was the most unlucky, and was shot in the shoulder by an arrow from the opposite side.

"Hmm..." he sat down on the ground with his fart drum, his face full of panic, thinking that he was going to die.

"It's all right, it's the shoulder." Zhao Dashan lowered his head to comfort him, and at the same time he hastened to shoot the arrow.

Yao Xinhan saw that although he was not an archer, the distance was quite close, so he directly took Ma Yue's bow and pointed down.

He glanced away from the corner of his eye, Wei Jiye's bird gun hadn't been shot yet.

In the melee below, the Ming army's flanks and the middle are both superior, because there are not many Tartars, and three archers have to be removed. There are only seven people in total. The Ming army's flanks and the middle add up to seven. The first wave hit the opponent Caught off guard, he gained the upper hand almost immediately.

But Ding Yi on the left is dangerous now.

The four of them faced Doge alone.

But one of Ding Yi's group didn't throw the lime properly, so he threw it in his team.

Ding Yi and the others backed away again and again.

Doge rushed over with his eyes closed. He was lucky, maybe because he rushed fast, the lime fell and didn't sprinkle his eyes.

Seeing the four Ming soldiers retreating wildly, Doge immediately caught up with him, grinning grinningly.

Despicable Mingren, I will kill you like dogs.

"Stab, stab, stab them to death!" Ding Yi roared at this moment, and stabbed forward first.

The rest of the Ming army bit the bullet and moved forward.

(End of this chapter)