I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 145 The Arrow of the Gods Appears!
The distance between the two sides was less than 20 steps, which was just a blink of an eye for the charging cavalry.

It is very difficult for the musketeer to shoot down the enemy.

Jiang Huai glanced at the light artillery that hadn't loaded the shotgun yet. He gritted his teeth and asked the musketeers to retreat and form a swarm of bees who only had one chance to attack.

The swarm of soldiers on standby, when the musketeers retreated to the side, ignited the swarm with the fastest speed.

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp..."

There was a piercing scream.

More than 30 swarm launch vehicles and hundreds of swarm launch barrels screamed almost simultaneously.

Each launch vehicle can hold 320 arrows, and the launch tube can hold 32 arrows.

Nearly 15000 arrows were all fired in just a few seconds.

So many arrows, like pouring rain, poured on the Oala cavalry who rushed over.

The Oirat cavalry who rushed to the front with a ferocious face and prepared to kill, looked at the rain of arrows rushing towards him, and his expression froze for a moment.

"Puff puff…"

Nearly a thousand Oirat cavalry in the front were directly thrown to the ground by this round of arrow rain.

The Oirat cavalry who were not affected behind were also stunned by this scene, sitting on the horse in a daze, and being led forward by the horse.

"Longshengtian, what is this!"

"Demons, they are all demons... run, we can't beat them."

Terrified shouts sounded one after another.

First bombed by artillery fire, then shot in rows by muskets, and finally swept by swarms of Oirat cavalry, they finally couldn't bear it and collapsed completely.

They cried and yelled, stopped their horses and turned around to run.

Some continued to rush forward, while others wanted to turn around and retreat.

For a while, the Oirat cavalry became a mess.

Seeing that the enemy's morale has collapsed, how could Jiang Huai let go of such a good opportunity.

While ordering the artillery to continue firing, he directed the musketeers to beat the dogs in the water.

"Bang bang bang...boom, boom, boom..."

The artillery fired one after another, and the gunfire continued.

The collapsed Oirat cavalry are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Every time a round of gunshots and cannons sounded, dozens or hundreds of people would die tragically on the spot.

"Shotgun!"

"Boom, boom, boom..."

More than 30 light artillery loaded with shotguns directly pushed out the infantry formation, and fired at the Oirat cavalry who were in a mess dozens of steps away.

Cannon shells are like iron brooms.

Every time the cannon sounded, a piece of Oala cavalry would be shattered.

The shooting of these more than 30 shotguns alone caused no fewer than 300 casualties to the Oirat cavalry.

Such a cruel death caused some Oirat cavalry who wanted to continue charging to give up.

Howling and roaring, they drove wildly on their horses, and even slashed with knives to block their escaped partners.

Crashed, totally shattered.

More than 1 Oirat cavalry, under the continuous attack of Shenjiying, after killing or injuring 4000 people, completely collapsed.

"Hahaha…"

Standing on the command vehicle, Zhu Di pinched his waist and laughed happily when he saw that the enemy had been defeated by the Shenji Battalion and began to flee in chaos.

But while he was happy, he didn't forget the Three Thousand Battalion.

"The enemy has collapsed, order the [-] Battalion to attack immediately."

"Dong dong dong dong..."

The passionate drums sounded.

The [-] Battalion, which had been wandering on the enemy's two wings for a long time, heard the attacking drums and charged at the Oirat cavalry without hesitation.

"kill!"

Zhu Gaoxu was the first to rush into the enemy formation with a spear in his hand.

The spear was waving left and right in his hand.

Every time the thrusts swept across, an enemy screamed and fell off his horse.

As Zhu Di's most capable son, Zhu Gaoxu's combat prowess is not to mention among the princes, even among the talented generals of the Ming Dynasty, he can still rank in the forefront.

The main general was so brave, the soldiers who followed him were naturally excited.

Coupled with this opportunity to beat the dog in the water, it is very rare.

The soldiers screamed excitedly one by one, waved their weapons, and frantically chased and killed the Oirat cavalry.

"Woooooooo..."

Just when the [-] Battalion was engaged in a cavalry battle with the Wala cavalry.

A bleak horn sounded in the distance.

Standing on the command vehicle, Zhu Di looked at the Oirat cavalry slowly pressing towards the Ming army, and shook his head with a chuckle.

He knew that Mahamu would not just watch more than 1 cavalry being wiped out by him.

And Zhu Di can also conclude.

The opponent's attack this time was not to fight with himself, but to rescue the trapped Oirat cavalry.

"Order Jiang Huai to bombard Mahamu with all the artillery that can be obtained."

"Heh! I wanted to save someone, so I asked Lao Tzu if I had any cannons."

"By the way, don't they still have a big killer in the Shenji Camp? Why keep it for me? Let him launch it at Mahamu's banner, even if the old boy Mahamu can't be killed, scare him to death too."

The order was quickly conveyed to Jianghuai.

Jianghuai, who was commanding the musketeers to support the [-] battalion battalion fighting against the Oirat cavalry, immediately issued an order to the artillery.

Twenty medium cannons and ten heavy cannons immediately turned their muzzles to aim at the Mahamu army that was slowly pressing over.

"Attention all guns, load the flower shells, and target the Mahamu Army!"

The gunner who received the order quickly moved out a shell with a wooden pallet from a small box.

Due to the cumbersome production of flower bombs, not many were assembled in this expedition.

On average, there are only 3 to 4 pieces per artillery.

According to the usual training, the gunner estimated the approximate distance and cut the fuse, then carefully put the shell into it.

After a quick check to confirm that everything was ready, the gunner personally picked up the torch and lit the fuse.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Thirty cannons with flowering shells fired one after another.

A round of shells with trays flew out of the barrel and quickly flew towards the Mahamu army in the distance.

While the shells are flying, the lead wires in the tray are also burning rapidly.

the other side.

Mahamu was commanding the army, slowly pressing down on the Ming army surrounding Todar.

To be honest, if there is a choice, Mahamu really doesn't want to come.

Knowing that this is a trap set by the Ming army, but still jumping in with eyes open, isn't that stupid?
The Kovala clan has a small population. If they really refuse to save them, not only will the power of the Wala clan be greatly weakened, but the prestige of other clan centers will also decline rapidly, which will eventually pose a threat to their status.

So knowing that this is a trap set by the Ming army, he can only lead people to jump into it with gritted teeth.

But before leaving, he had already given an order.

This attack was not to kill the Ming army, but to rescue the besieged clansmen.

I also saw the other terrifying generals of the Ming army in the distance just now, so naturally they would not raise any rebuttal opinions, and agreed honestly one by one.

"Dirty dirt..."

Suddenly, the Oirat cavalry was about to launch a charge, when they heard a strange sound from the sky.

They looked up subconsciously, and there were dozens of small black spots flying towards them from the formation of the Ming army.

"What the hell is that!"

One of the cavalry looked at the growing black spot and muttered in doubt.

"Oh!"

But before he could take a closer look, the flying black dot reached his eyes in the blink of an eye, smashed his upper body, and pierced through two people before stopping.

"Spread out, watch out for the artillery of the Ming army!"

General Wala, who was observing at the front just now, naturally understood what kind of weapon it was, and loudly reminded the people around him to spread out to minimize casualties.

"Boom!"

But just as he finished speaking, an iron ball rolled to his feet and suddenly exploded. The powerful impact sent him and the three soldiers flying straight away.

And the broken shrapnel, like flying iron butterflies, scattered in all directions.

It was better for the person to wear protection. The horse without any protection was cut to the ground by the flying shrapnel, screaming in pain and bringing the knight on it to the ground.

Although the lethality of the flower bomb is not small, it is just a drop in the bucket for the nearly 3 Oirat cavalry.

Mahamu led the cavalry, withstood the shelling of the Shenji Battalion, and finally hit the defensive line of the Fifth Army Battalion.

The brutal fight officially began.

The shield bearer of the Fifth Army Battalion gritted his teeth and pressed his shield firmly.

The spearman in the rear stabbed forward desperately.

The archers kept drawing their bows and arrows, and fired at the Oirat cavalry.

Every minute and every second, there are countless lives ending here.

The Fifth Army Battalion is indeed the oldest unit among the three major battalions.

Relying on their tenacity and perseverance, under the command of Zhang Fu, the soldiers withstood the impact of Oala.

Although countless Da Ming Erlang's lives were sacrificed for this, they perfectly completed the task assigned by Zhu Di.

"Quick, quick, right here!"

Not far from the battle between the Fifth Army Battalion and the Oirat cavalry, a dozen craftsmen, with the cooperation of dozens of soldiers from the Fifth Army Battalion, quickly adjusted a huge chariot.

On this chariot was the Godly Arrow, the killer weapon of the Shenji Battalion.

After receiving Zhu Di's task, Jiang Huai asked the old craftsmen to push the arrow of the gods to the Fifth Army Battalion.

As for how to use it, Jianghuai let them figure it out.

Jianghuai didn't have much hope for such an unstable and unreliable weapon.

It is God's favor to kill Mahamu.

No, that is as it should be.

When they came to the position where the two sides were fighting, the old craftsmen found a queue without the enemy's impact, pushed the chariot out of the front line, and began to aim at the position where the Mahamu army flag was.

After a while of simple adjustments.

The huge arrow of the gods probably aimed at the location of the Mahamu military flag.

An old craftsman patted the Heavenly God Arrow, and confessed as if he were his own child.

"Little Er, you have to fight for Dad, don't be like your elder brother, who turns around while flying."

"Okay, Lao Zhang, hurry up, there are barbarians coming to our side."

When an old craftsman next to him saw his old friend, he started nagging again. He glanced at the hundreds of Oirat cavalry rushing this way in the distance, and reminded him anxiously.

The old craftsman surnamed Zhang nodded when he heard the words, took the torch handed over by a soldier next to him, lit the fuse that was as thick as the child's arm, and ran into the army formation.

He ran and shouted.

"Hurry up, damn it, my second son is very irritable! Be careful that he gets angry and explodes in his own house."

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