Thick tongues of fire suddenly shot out in front of the soldiers of the Shenji Camp.
The flying thunder cannon and the cannon roared together. The roar was so deafening that it instantly overwhelmed the roar made by the Jin army's iron hooves on the ground.
Not only that, several rows of spearmen were deployed behind the Shenji Camp.
Behind the spearmen were archers who shot upward at a 45-degree angle.
If artillery fire is rolling thunder, then the simultaneous firing of muskets and bows and arrows can be described as torrential rain!
And this rainstorm...is like a sharp knife!
At this moment, a scene that had never been seen since ancient times appeared on the battlefield. Thick smoke filled the air, arrows and bullets rained down, cutting through the sky, breaking hearts and shocking souls!
The surging and fierce Jin army had not yet realized what was happening before they were torn apart by this powerful force that could be compared to that of gods and demons.
In an instant, the Jin army in the front row was dumbfounded, and the horses neighed sadly...
Before they could even let out the last painful howl of their lives, they were trampled into meat paste by the iron hooves behind them and returned to nature.
The flying thunder cannons covered a distance of fifty to seventy feet in front.
This area has become an inhumane bombing zone.
A huge amount of yellow and black soil was blasted out from the ground, sweeping up the dust and rushing straight into the sky.
Thick columns of smoke appeared out of nowhere.
The Jin people were good at raising war horses, and their cavalry was well-known for a long time. Their attacks were as powerful as thunderbolts and their spears were as powerful as dragons. However, at this moment, this invincible spear hit a real iron plate.
No matter how sharp the gun is...it's useless.
Wutu was still riding his horse madly forward in the back when he suddenly heard a strange noise beside his ear. He looked into the distance and was immediately shocked.
Looking at the people and horses falling down in the front, my eyes were already bloodshot.
Especially those columns of smoke and dust rising into the sky made him feel like he was falling into an icy cave.
"What is that!! What is that!! Retreat! Retreat quickly!!"
Unknown things make people feel cautious, and unknown things that reap human lives are extremely terrifying.
However, the order was too late...
Wutu's roar was perfectly covered by the rumbling sound of the explosion.
A military unit with strict military discipline will never allow its soldiers to retreat.
If you dare to retreat, you will die a more miserable death, and everyone from top to bottom will be punished.
At this time, the strict military discipline had become a burden. The front row kept falling down, while the rear was still rushing forward.
What’s even more terrifying is...the war horses have gone mad and the soldiers can’t control them at all!
You know, it's rare for war horses on the battlefield to get stage fright, or to be frightened or kick.
War horses have obvious advantages in physique, intelligence, endurance, explosive power, etc., and are still two different concepts from ordinary horses.
Especially the tamed war horses, which are courageous and not afraid of battle. They obey orders, move in unison, and advance together.
The war horses of the Jin Dynasty were carefully selected from the best horse farms. They could be said to be graduates of Wanliu Academy. Each one of them was coveted by countless horse lovers.
However, no matter how good a warhorse is, it still undergoes training for conventional battlefields.
And at this moment....what they are facing is 'witchcraft'!
The rationality of animals is far inferior to that of humans, but their ability to follow their animal instincts is obviously much higher than that of humans.
Even though they were surrounded by people and had low visibility, they still detected the extremely abnormal situation ahead.
This strange feeling immediately made the war horses go crazy, and great fear was revealed in their pupils.
The horses began to rush forward recklessly, and no matter how hard the knights tried to rein them in, it was of no use.
Emperor Jing still stood beside the dragon chariot with great calmness, one hand on the shaft, looking around like a wolf.
The Jin army in front of them was extremely ferocious a second ago, but now they can only become lambs to be slaughtered.
Before the two sides could even engage in combat, countless warriors who were roaming the grassland had already fallen to the ground.
Some were thrown several meters high by the explosion, some were cut in half by shells, and some were shot in the face, causing a cloud of blood.
The worst off are those who are safe and sound.
Both the men and the horses were there, and faced with such a powerful force, they all wanted to turn around and escape in order to have a chance of survival, but the moment they turned around, they were swept back into the hail of gunfire by their teammates.
Someone was thrown off the horse in panic, with one of his feet still hooked on the stirrup and his head touching the ground.
On the rough ground, the head was like cheese on a grater, constantly being scraped and worn away.
Blood, flesh and brain matter left a long, thick red mark on the ground...You could vaguely see the eyeball had jumped out of the socket.
His life was wiped out only after he had suffered both mental and physical torture.
The main force of Jing State's army remained motionless and was not affected at all.
Faced with such a good situation, Emperor Jing did not feel a trace of joy in his heart, but instead there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Times have changed, they have really changed!
He had thought about gunpowder when it was first invented, but only after seeing it with his own eyes did he realize how powerful it was.
There was no sophisticated deployment of troops or ingenious tactics and battle formations.
Just by relying on the extremely rough face-to-face fighting, they defeated the powerful enemy army.
A lifetime of hard work...a lifetime of war, all seemed to vanish in this moment.
Fortunately, however, the art of war is not outdated.
Emperor Jing was thinking about it, and glanced sideways at Li Yuanzhao beside him, and saw that he had his mouth wide open and his face flushed.
Patting him on the shoulder, he said in a deep voice: "Know yourself and the enemy, and you will be victorious without danger; know heaven and earth, and you will be victorious without limit."
"Intelligence is more important than anything else. Wutu's defeat today was due to insufficient intelligence. Firearms are powerful, but if the troops are deployed properly, there is still a chance of victory. You must keep this in mind."
Li Yuanzhao came back to his senses and nodded solemnly: "I understand."
"Okay, then you should retreat and stay at the rear without moving. When the time comes, our army should take the initiative to pursue us."
The commander-in-chief gave the order that this was a serious matter, so Li Yuanzhao did not dare to say anything more. He clasped his fists and quietly retreated to the rear of the army.
I don't know how long the shooting and bombing lasted, but the area nearly a hundred feet ahead was already littered with corpses.
Wutu ordered his men to roar in unison, and they finally reversed the situation and restored most of the army's sanity.
They all turned around and started running back.
The musketeers' muskets and the artillerymen's thunder cannons were also exhausted and burned red.
If you shoot again, I'm afraid the barrel will explode.
The Shenji Battalion also briefly stopped firing artillery fire, entered sage mode and began cooling down their equipment…
The Jin army came and went like a tide. Seeing the opportunity, Emperor Jing took the long spear from the carriage frame, jumped on the horse, and shouted: "All troops, attack!!"
The dragon flag is flying, and the morale of the Jing army has reached its peak!
After a thunderous response, the armored cavalry of Jing State chased after the Jin army like a steel torrent!
Wutu was already somewhat at a loss, and frantically urged his soldiers to move forward.
"Retreat to Chenggaoguan!"
The current situation has far exceeded his imagination. The battlefield is in such a chaotic state that it is not suitable for making decisions. He can only return to Chenggaoguan and plan calmly.
How could this happen? Papa also looked at the retreating army with a look of pain on his face.
He felt desperate, but still shouted to Wutu rationally, "Your Majesty, the enemy is very strong, let Chilie cover the rear!"
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