total war broken

Chapter 290 Death Battle
The soldier with the blue flag on the opposite side, he is thin, his rough face is full of grooves, and there is a trace of fear in his eyes. His blue heavy armor has long since turned bloody. He looked at the ground, it was a Ming soldier, Before the Ming army leader died, he fell to the ground and stuck his short knife into his foot.

A burst of unspeakable pain, the kind of piercing pain, made him twitch in pain, but he couldn't say a word. Looking at Ming Jun who was still hooking his ankle under his feet, he stretched out his right arm tremblingly. He wanted to chop off his arm, but finally retracted his trembling right arm. He didn't understand what it was that made the Ming soldiers in front of him do this.

Puchi, a familiar voice, he felt a white light flashing in front of him, and he felt himself flying up suddenly. The headless corpse on the ground was so familiar, and the Ming army in plain white armor was waving a horizontal knife. General, full of evil spirits.

Bai Mo glanced at the fallen Ming army on the ground, walked over silently, and helped him close his eyes. With a hint of helplessness in his heart and a hint of determination on his face, he said: "Stabilize the formation, and the lord's support will come soon." arrive"

At this moment, no less than 300 Ming troops have fallen on the ground, more than [-] of them are Huns, and [-] Qing troops have died in battle. This unprecedented casualty made them feel like retreating. Flag Ding, the real flag Ding.

Dazhu on the side glanced at the inexplicable light in the white ink eyes, unconvinced, or angry, the more the other party was in the limelight, the more uncomfortable he felt, a desire for the strongest in the army, he defeated Lan Tian Bai Mo was his next target. He jumped away from the Tartar spearman who was about to rush towards Han Gang, and he made a standard straight thrust with his right hand. The body of the Qing army wearing heavy armor was pierced through. Shouting and falling to the ground.

The scarred-faced soldier shouted with fear in his voice. He did not speak, but looked at the battlefield silently. He looked at the large pillars that were crisscrossed, as if he didn't understand why there was such a killing machine in the world. The Manchu warriors had grown up since they were young. He's not that strong after training, right? How could this sturdy Akito with a simple and honest face have such strong strength? What kind of army is this!
Suddenly there was a strange sound, it seemed to be the sound of a dog that he often heard, maybe it was enough?He looked over, and under the sun, a man in iron armor was walking in front, holding a long-handled knife in his hand, followed by a group of armored soldiers, including armored soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding various heavy weapons in their hands, more than 100 A giant dog followed.

There are barbarians, dressed in strange looks, holding firecrackers with bayonets in their hands. What surprised him most were dogs, a group of dogs, and the group of fierce Tibetan mastiffs. Jumping forward, crazy look, this strange army?Perhaps only strange can describe this army.

The group of dogs surrounded the young man and charged forward ferociously. Especially among the group, there was a group of bare-chested men, wearing animal skins and looking extremely fierce. They were holding various heavy weapons, long swords, or They were other heavy weapons, headed by a bald man.

Barbarians, this group of Manchu soldiers, maybe they can only be called barbarians. When they rushed over, all of them were armed with various weapons and rushed up fiercely. Crazy, a look even crazier than them.

The leader, a strong man like an iron tower, held a mace with flashing cold barbs in his bald hand. The leader's bald head gave him a strange look in his eyes. Mingren didn't mean that his body was hairy. Shouzhi's parents, why is there a shaved head here?But he doesn't look like Akito.

The fierce man was waving a mace in his hand, so he swung his own mace and swept across. The Qing army vest in front of him was swept by him, and his chest was immediately dented, and he fell to the ground screaming.

He stepped forward again, using brute force to sweep past. Two of the nearby Qing army spearmen fell down. They were hit by him and blocked with their spears. As a result, they fell to the ground screaming with broken bones.

A group of barbarians were fierce and attacked the pikemen of the Qing army from the flanks.On the front was Xiao Chuan, waving a long-handled knife in his hand, and the Qing army in front of him was chopped down, fell to the ground and screamed.

Behind them is an old guard, with pale beards and resolute faces, forming an army formation. The army formation formed by people in their 40s looks like a somewhat old and simple thing, but it is like a mountain. Just as silently by his lord's side.

Ma Zhong on the side was clad in iron armor, followed by a group of bearded soldiers, and immediately stabilized the shaky army formation.

The Qing army was already on the verge of collapse, and the reinforcements that arrived at this moment made them even more frightened and lost the courage to fight. Among them, the one-eyed Ba Yala soldier, his expression was full of horror, and wanted to run back.

Seeing the retreat of the Qing army, Xiao Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the man on the side said: "My lord, Wang Huaiming's Tuntian army is on the flank. After all, they have less training time?"

Startled, Xiao Chuan looked at the flanks and walked away.

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This is the right side of the town. There used to be small houses on both sides, but now there are rotten walls without roofs. In the distance, a Qing army rushed from there. They formed an army formation, and the Qing army also Knowing how to cooperate with the army, each heavy armored spear is like a running machine with a funny killing efficiency.

Among the houses without roofs or tattered earth walls were Ming soldiers. They wore simple armors, but formed strange military formations. When Wang Huaiming raised his hand, the shield bearer in front of him was Throwing the gun, the ten-man Qing army team in front of them panicked, but no one was shot.

At this time, with the sound of the gunfire, the tartar was hit on his back, screaming and fell to the ground, his voice was full of sternness, and by the sound of the gun, Langxian stepped forward, but Lang Xian was very surprised by the long spear. However, he lacked a lot of restraint. He was thinking, for this kind of long weapon, Lang Xian is not as easy to use as a short weapon.

The spearman behind took advantage of this moment to stab, and he stepped forward, his exhausted body, to fight with the Qing army team of six people. Other teams did not have this kind of fighting style.

In the vicinity of Wang Huaiming, the group of villagers under his command formed that unique formation of mandarin ducks. Suddenly, a man rushed out from the Jinming army resisting the Qing army, carrying an enemy of ten thousand people on his back (the defense weapon was too heavy to be Throwing), the huge unthrowable weapon was carried on the back of the Ming army. He shouted loudly, shouting that the Ming Dynasty will win, lit the fuze of the enemy, and rushed into the Qing army formation.

Seeing the Ming people turned into dust in a sea of ​​flames, together with the Qing army team, they were speechless. A group of Mongolians were terrified. The Mongolian leader Gu Shan Ezhen, his voice trembling, looked at The subordinate who was also terrified said, "This? Are Ming people crazy? Are they desperate?" He couldn't figure out what made these Ming people use such a desperate way of fighting together.

The Qing army was terrified, and each team was panicking. A Ming man had just rushed out, and the Qing army team retreated in horror. The Qing army behind wanted to shoot the crazy Ming army to death, but the Ming man Heavily armored like them, he galloped, using his best strength.

With this armor plus tens of thousands of enemies, more than 50 catties, he ran wildly. The Qing army team on the opposite side saw that archery was useless, and they all cried and were chased by the Ming army. In the end, the Ming army couldn't move. Panting heavily on the ground, the Qing army in the distance did not dare to step forward, and they all seemed to avoid it.

Wang Huaiming behind the earthen wall sighed. Only Xiao Chuan's subordinates in the Ming Dynasty could do this kind of fighting. For the flag of the sun and the moon, for the rivers, the sun and the moon, they can give everything they have. Young master, only then can the Ming Dynasty be rejuvenated. It is this army that knows the general but does not know the emperor, and knows the nation but does not know the court.

The Qing army retreated, and the Qing troops on the flanks were really unwilling to come into contact with this group of crazy troops, so they all ran away.

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