Tomorrow

Chapter 87—The Heroic Radore

"Ming Jun!"

Uda yelled and galloped backward.

"Ming Jun!"

The other two Niu Lu'e really yelled, and then the whole army yelled together.

Dolaer's deep sèyīn cold, shouted to his own guards: "We are in an ambush, so we rushed out when we find an opportunity to tell Fan Wencheng that the Ming army is here."

The guard looked at the army who had just come into view, and said in confusion: "The Ming army does not wear black."

Dolar said: "Whether it is the Ming army or not, with so many muskets, we are in danger."

The three guards immediately beat their horses and left, and Doral's long knife pointed to the front and said: "Come on!"

After all, the first one to urge the horse to kill the group of men in black.

The man in black stopped at a distance, and rows of guns pointed at the Jianzhou cavalry who was about to arrive.

Seeing that there were only three hundred steps left, the cavalry split up in front of the formation, one team to the left and the other to the right.

Gao Jie glanced regretfully at the iron brier that had been thrown out, and ordered: "Transfer the sidecar to meet the enemy."

When the subordinates had just shifted the direction of the partial van, the Jiannu cavalry gave up the purpose of attacking from the left and the right, and began to revolve around the partial van army amidst the sound of a shaking horn.

The horses galloped, and the tall grass was quickly trampled out by the cavalry.

A range-finding arrow, flying in the downwind and headwind, fell within a hundred steps one by one.

Until this time, Gao Jie's belonging did not shoot.

After the Jiannu Fighting Army revolved around the military formation three times, it returned to the original point. Excessive consumption of horsepower is not a wise choice.

Some of the rangers sent by Niulu'er Zhenwuda came back, and some just disappeared, which made this long-time warrior Jian slave worried.

"General, we have enemies on all sides."

Dolar drew out the spear from the saddle bag and smiled: "If you see a cannon inside, even if it's not a major event, we will just kill it out, holding a bow and a knife. After three breaths, we attack!"

As soon as the voice fell, Dolar once again urged the horse to kill the black army directly opposite.

The horse was bumped, and Doral looked straight ahead. He was very strange. The enemy was an army of firearms. There were no infantry or cavalry to protect the army of firearms. He felt that as long as he entered the enemy's line, this battle would be the same. It's over.

"boom……"

The cannon finally rang, and Radore also heard the sound of the cannonball breaking through the air. At this time, he seemed to forget to dodge, but only urged the horse to speed up. He knew that when he heard the cannon, the cannonball had begun to hurt people.

The sound of the cannon extinguished his last fluke. How could such a full-firearms army not be equipped with cannons?

The sound of the cannon rang, and then it sounded in pieces. The black shells passed by with the heat, and Radore didn't care too much. Didn't he not hear the damage caused by the shells to the Jianzhou warriors. I just want to get closer to the enemy.

As the charge was ahead, Radore had just leveled the spear, and his horse was rushed by the torrent of the brigade horses, which also carried him up and ran desperately.

Niulu'er Zhenwuda undulated like waves on the gray background of the grassland in front, and a grassy soil platform flew towards him involuntarily. Radore made a call that shook the world, and the call was also transmitted to the soldiers behind him, and they shouted together.

The enthusiasm was transmitted to the horse. It first curled its four feet into a ball, and then stretched it out, and it took more than ten feet in one jump.

A whole group of cavalry crossed the half-man-high soil platform and held their long swords high. The flags were waving in the wind. Each oxen was recorded in a column, acting in unison, like a single person, exactly like that indestructible siege hammer.

Go straight down from the soil platform.

A ball of fire blew up in the crowd, and was quickly left behind by Rador, only some hot iron pieces chased him, some did not hurt him, some hit his thin armor. I don’t know. Where did you go.

On the grassland that was pure just now, like a fairyland, was suddenly enveloped by gunpowder smoke.

Some cavalry were lifted by the fire and disappeared in the smoke, and more cavalry crossed the smoke and appeared on the other side of the gunpowder. They were always dense, close to each other, close to each other, and passed through the blooming bombs that were thrown at them like a dark cloud. , Rushed to the position of the man in black right in front of him.

Some few feather arrows flew up from behind Rador, but unfortunately, they fell on the ground before reaching the position of the men in black. The enemy did not enter the range of the bow and arrow, but reminded Rador that he was about to enter the range of the musket.

He yelled, his body slipped from the horse's back, but his feet were firmly locked on the stirrups, and he used one hand to pick up the saddle and hide his body under the horse's belly.

Two entangled chain bullets whizzed past the horse, easily cut off the neck of a cavalryman, and smashed his head to pieces, unfailingly cast, until it smashed another horse's head. Only then was it firmly wrapped around the horse's neck and fell to the ground with the horse.

The muskets sounded rhythmically, neatly and orderly, hundreds of muskets fired together, and there seemed to be a thunder on the flat ground.

And this kind of thunder has continued since the first sound.

Radore's war horse wailed, and it ran more and more frantically. Drops of blood fell from the horse's neck and fell to Radore's face.

He didn't care about these. There were a lot of rough iron tribulus on the grass. These iron tribulus existed to hurt the hoofs of war horses.

He watched as the hoof of the war horse stepped on the iron brier and was pierced by the spikes on the horse hoof. The fragile horse hoof immediately folded up, breaking the horse's skin and breaking the bones.

Radore took his feet off the stirrups, detached from the horse, and fell heavily on the ground. Before he could calm the pain, he tried his best to roll into a pit next to him.

The horse crashed to the ground, and one eye had been smashed by the lead shot. After falling to the ground, he screamed in pain and tried to stand up, falling down again and again.

Up to this moment, Radore's head was still confused, he was only fighting with the warrior instinct.

Lifting his head, he found that he was only a hundred steps away from the battle formation of the man in black. His subordinates were still advancing courageously. Unfortunately, when he reached fifty steps, the surging wave of cavalry seemed to meet an invisible block. Wall.

The artillery is still roaring unhurriedly, but this time it is no longer a big cannonball, but a large iron ball the size of a pigeon egg.

After these iron **** fly out, they are like arrogant splashes, some falling on the human body, some falling on the war horse, and more will whistling without knowing where they flew.

Falling on a person, the iron ball on the horse will ruthlessly smash the shield, tear the leather armor, and finally tear the person's body.

A corpse was lifted up by an iron ball, and then fell in front of Rador like a broken pocket. He wanted to drag the subordinate into the grass pit, but found that there was a big hole in his neck. There is no need for treatment except for a glimmer of eyes.

Radore crawled out of the grass pit, and after finding his wooden spear, he shouted and ran to the black-clothed man's position not far away.

Qian Shao Shao, who was sitting in another grass pit, put his hands in his mouth in surprise. Otherwise, he was worried that he would shout out.

It turns out that as long as the firearms are used together, as long as the time required for firing between various firearms is adjusted, a wall of death can be formed on the battlefield.

Ever since the Jiannu cavalry began to charge, Qian Shaoshao has been constantly worried for Gao Jie, and he was very afraid that these recruits could not resist the fear of the cavalry.

Now it seems that they are not afraid.

The artilleryman methodically stuffed the packaged gunpowder into the bottom of the artillery, then stuffed the required cannon into the barrel, then inserted the cannon, and finally ignited the cannon with a red iron bar, and then cleaned the barrel after the artillery was fired... …

The musketeers hid behind the half-height side car, mounted their muskets on the side car~www.wuxiahere.com~ After each fired a shot, they would retreat, and then another team would step forward... and repeat, Methodical.

Even so, the cavalry had already rushed to the front of the side car, and thunderstorms of grenades were thrown out. Then, it exploded at a distance of twenty steps, and the few cavalry were blown up and down.

Radore finally had a chance to draw a bow and shoot an arrow, and a feather arrow took all his hopes and hatred at the young officer in black who was standing in the front.

It's a pity that a huge shield appeared on the side of the young officer, and the feather arrow pierced deeply into the huge shield. The feather arrow trembled endlessly. It shredded the tail feathers and raised a small velvet flower.

With a "bang" gunshot, Radore's shoulders shook. He ignored his **** shoulders. He glanced at the subordinates who had been defeated and reorganized the army in the distance. He held up the wooden spear and carried the first wave. The subordinates who fell in the charge continued to attack the dark side car army.

"Brothers, fight to death!"

Wuda, who had lost an arm, yelled, with a **** mouth open, jumped over Radore, and slammed into the side car...