Lu Zhijia's face suddenly changed color. He stretched out his right hand and wanted to ask the team to stop and send out a sentry cavalry to detect along the city for a week...

At this time, the arrow sounded.

The sound arrow was controlled by Tunbulu himself. The old Jurchen man with white hair and hair was still straightened and his eyes were bright.

Seeing a tall enemy general riding a horse within a hundred steps from Yaozhou City Gate, Tunbulu sneered, pulled the bowstring without hesitation, and shot a loud arrow!

In the eyes of the old Jurchen old man, the Ming army was just a group of active prisoners and military achievements on the ground. Just reach out to get it!

As soon as the arrow sounded, the originally quiet elephant poured a glass of water in the oil pan and suddenly boiled.

The fire broke out, and hundreds of people suddenly appeared in the city wall. Amid the sound of gongs and the rumbling drums, more than 300 people made horrifying shouts, and then at least more than a hundred people were shooting at the same time!

The sudden lights, loud noises, and the rain of arrows that appeared out of thin air, suddenly disturbed the Ming army's formation.

Li Chengxian himself was not panicked. He was from a general family and had experienced many wars as a general. In the critical moment, he rushed forward, observed calmly and shouted: "Don't panic, they are just women and children!"

This seemed to be effective. Many soldiers who were panic and wanted to escape were looking back. Sure enough, they could see that there were old men and women on the other side of the city wall, as well as young men in their teens.

Many people started to clamor. Although these battalions lack combat experience and will, they would underestimate them if they dared to bully women and children.

At this time, the change began again, and suddenly there was a shout of killing from both sides of the road.

"Armored soldiers, Jurchen armored soldiers!" A battalion soldier widened his eyes, screaming as if he had seen a ghost.

Previous information has always said that Yaozhou only has women, children, elderly and weak, so where did these ghostly armored soldiers come from?

In an instant, even vanguard generals like Li Chengxian had a blank mind, let alone those ordinary battalions and soldiers.

Seven white armored men rushed to the official road first like tanks!

The attack was a blow of killing weapons. At such a close distance, less than twenty steps, the axe and gun flying over took seven lives almost instantly. At such a close distance, how could these Jurchen white armor fail? Blood splattered, screamed and stopped abruptly. He was thrown by heavy weapons. The person suffered pain and lost consciousness in a few breaths. The blood flowed in large quantities, and in a short time, he lost the strength to shout.

The team is in chaos!

At this time, there was no division between the forward and the central army, and the entire 800-man team was in chaos.

Lu Zhijia was so crowded that he couldn't move in the central army. When he saw more than a hundred Jurchens rushing out from both sides of the road, his mind was blank at first, and then there was an uncontrollable anger.

Lu Zhijia shouted: "Where is Liu Bozhi? Where is Song Sheng? Come and arrest these two spies for me."

After ordering, Needin of Lu Zhijia began to search for two students, but now it was in chaos, with soldiers wearing armor everywhere, everyone ignored the military order and thought about escaping, and no one dared to turn around and fight. The image of the Jurchen invincible field battle has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Moreover, the sneak attacker has become the ambushed party and has collapsed psychologically. The emotions of the new recruits are like this, and they are rising and falling, and no experienced general can fully control it.

In the chaos, both of the refugees escaped and disappeared. Lu Zhijia was extremely angry and pinched his palms with his fingers.

At this time, he had to retreat and the entire team kept running behind him.

More than 800 people were chased by more than a hundred people, and people were constantly beheaded and off-horse. The escaped people were much more sophisticated than the chasing enemies. The Jurchens had only fifty armors, and less than thirty people were wearing iron armor. The rest were all cotton armor or mail. The Ming army was a warrior of the iron cavalry, all wearing iron armor. The Ming Dynasty's national strength was declining, the military supplies in the border town were insufficient, and the number of armor was not large. However, in a few years, under the leadership of Lao Suntou, millions of silver were smashed a year, and the embarrassment in Liao Town had long been fundamentally changed in the early years, which can be said to have replaced cannons by bird guns.

It was just that wearing heavy iron armor was inconvenient to escape. Many soldiers in the camp directly discarded their weapons and ran away with bare hands.

Behind them were the shouts of the Jurchens, screams constantly, and the sound of collapse when the bow and arrows were shooting, and then a "dea" sound, which followed by a scream, and someone was shot.

In such a dark night, he was pursued by vicious enemies, and everyone's fear was maximized. At this time, no one could ask these defeated soldiers to turn back and fight.

The soldiers kept running, and many people were squeezed off their horses and ran away in heavy armor. They were soon caught up and were hacked to death beside the road under swords and guns.

More people entered the muddy river area, which was less than two miles away from the water surface by the river, but during the rising period, it was very muddy, covered with mud, full of vibrant or rotten reeds, and water plants wrapped around people's feet and legs.

People could only hear the heavy breathing of their friends around them, smelling the fishy smell of mud in their noses, and wading forward one by one, one by one. The iron armor on their bodies was their protection and pride, but at this time it became a fatal thing. They were originally wading in the mud and water, and the iron armor weighing dozens of kilograms was heavier than usual. Many armored soldiers began to untie their belts, thinking about taking off their armor.

The screams behind him became increasingly dense. Some people faintly heard a general roaring and shouting everyone to resist. Some soldiers with weapons in their hands turned their heads hesitantly. Sure enough, they saw that General Li Shen, who was tall and brave, began to resist with his servants at the end.

Li Chengxian's horse had already run far away. After entering the wetland, the horses kept slipping. All the iron cavalry dismounted and walked, and it would be even worse to fall down.

Li Chengxian started firing with a gun in his hand. He was holding a three-eyed gun unique to the Liaozhen soldiers, which was fired by impact or lead burning. He ignited the lead. The three-eyed gun was shot by a wheel. When a hole was ignited, a projectile was shot. Later generations, a full foreigner had conducted a test for the three-eyed gun. At a distance of about twenty steps, the lead shots from the three-eyed gun could be shot deep into the wooden target, with wood chips flying across the board, and the projectiles penetrated deep into the bull's eye.

The first shot hit a stair armor wearing a cotton armor. The opponent was stunned for a moment, and then blood was overflowing from his chest and abdomen. The Jurchen armor soldier stared at him and knelt in the mud. He was not seriously injured. He had a layer of cotton armor protection. The projectile was not deeply penetrated into his body, but it was still fatal, because the wound would definitely be infected and caused a high fever, which was almost helpless in this era.

The second shot hit Yu Ding in a mail, a small man in his twenties. This Yu Ding held a tiger, teeth, knife, and the body of the knife, and Yu Ding were covered in blood. Li Chengxian hit his face with a gun, smashing the other party's face directly.

The third shot was gone, and Li Chengxian didn't care. He pulled out his waist knife and began to slash, and accidentally fell into the mud pit.

A white armor stared at Li Chengxian like a wild beast, constantly looking for his flaws. Of course, it was impossible to let go of this moment. He swung his sword in front of him and slashed it. Li Chengxian's body was tilted, and it was too late to swing the sword to block it.

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Chapter completed!