"Haha, the general is wise." The deputy general next to him said with a flattering look on his face.

However, at this moment, the Anton army on the opposite side changed again. After a while of interweaving, the musketeers in the team soon formed a formation behind the spearmen again. Their musketes protruded out from the gap between the spearmen.

"Not good!" As the generals burst into laughter, a bad premonition arose in Ma Zhan's heart.

"General, what's wrong?" Seeing that Ma Zhan's face became ugly, the deputy general asked immediately with a puzzled look on his face.

"Hurry, ask them to withdraw, the speed should be fast." Ma Zhan said loudly.

"Let it..." However, before the Qing general Ma Zhan's order came out, a sudden shout from Andong's army came out. Suddenly, the musketeers of Andong's army pulled the trigger one after another, and gunshots came out.

The Qing soldiers who had just gotten under the spear were about to do a big deal.         After some time, a gunshot came from the top of their heads, and then they fell to the ground with their eyes and lost their knowledge of the people.

"No!" Seeing hundreds of Qing warriors killed by the enemy like a rabbit, Ma Zhan's eyes were red. These were all warriors among the Eight Banners. Unexpectedly, they died under the enemy's musket without establishing even a little bit of merit.

"Damn Minggou, I'm going to kill you." Ma Zhan roared loudly. This was the first time he fought such a frustrated battle. This was the first time he met such a strange army. After fighting for so long, the other party did not lose one person. And hundreds of people died on his side at once. Is the army in front of him really the army of the Ming Dynasty?

"Everyone obeys the order, rush for me, rush up and kill them all." Ma Zhan roared, obviously the death of the Qing soldiers made him very sad.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from Andong's army. Everyone was shocked and looked up in a hurry. They saw a shell roaring towards the Qing army.

"It's the cannon, be careful." Although the Qing soldiers were brave, they had no power to fight back against the cannon. At this time, the only thing they could do was pray that the cannonballs would not fall beside them.

"Boom!" A giant statue came out, and the shells hit the ground with a loud bang. The Qing soldiers who were hit were immediately split into pieces and blood was scattered all over the ground.

"Good fight!" Lin Dong said happily.

Originally, the cannon should have been used at the beginning, but this was the first time that Anton Army soldiers used cannons on the battlefield, so there was a small mistake in debugging the cannons, which was half a beat slower. Fortunately, Melgen adjusted the position and elevation angle of the cannon in time, which enabled the cannon to be used normally.

"Let it go!" Seeing that the first shell had made a contribution, Melgen was shocked and waved the small flag in his hand and said loudly: "Let it go!"

With a roar, another shell flew out, and the shells roared towards the heads of the Qing soldiers.

Faced with the whistling artillery shells, the Qing soldiers avoided one after another, and the team was in chaos.

In fact, the shells are not very powerful. After all, they are too small in number, but they are powerful in their momentum. Even if they are so fierce, they cannot resist it. Therefore, this happens to the Qing soldiers.

"Keep the formation and keep the formation." Seeing the Qing soldiers avoiding one after another, Ma Zhan felt nervous. After fighting so many battles, how could the Qing soldiers have ever been afraid of death? Why did they suddenly become so unbearable?

He didn't know that the reason why the Qing soldiers had such a situation was that the power of those shells was too great, so it would be fine to ask them to go into battle to kill the enemy with real swords and guns, but if they were not even able to die without even seeing the shadow of the enemy, they would not want to.

As the generals roared, the Qing soldiers felt nervous and lined up again and rushed towards the Andong army.

"Spike, thorn..."

At this time, the Andong army's spear formation was still running continuously. The spears that were constantly stabbing continuously were running like a machine. The muskets behind the spear were also constantly excited. The gunshot followed, and the Qing army rushing in front suddenly suffered heavy losses and wailing sounds continued to spread.

"Spikeman, move forward..." As Lin Dong's order came out, the spearmen advanced one after another.

Faced with the spears they used to constantly face, the warriors of the Qing army felt scared for the first time. After fighting for so many years, this was the first time that the other party's spear was too weird. No matter how you avoided it, you could not avoid the other party's attack.

What's even more terrifying is that when there are spears and muskets, they will be hit by the opponent's musket bullets, thus killing their lives.

"Warriors, don't retreat, rush forward, rush forward." Ma Zhan roared loudly, ordering the Qing soldiers to continue to charge.

However, facing the Anton Army's spear and musket shooting, the Qing soldiers were a little scared.

"General, this is not a solution. It is better to let the warriors attack with cavalry." The deputy general next to him saw the situation on the battlefield and said anxiously.

"Okay, order the cavalry to attack." Ma Zhan was also a person who had experienced strong storms. As soon as the deputy general reminded him, he woke up and immediately ordered the infantry to retreat first.

However, how could Andong's army allow them to leave easily at this time? Seeing that the Qing army wanted to retreat, the spearmen came step by step.

The Qing army's infantry was not easy to retreat from the front, but with this contact, the Qing army had already paid thousands of lives.

"Order the cavalry to charge against Ming." Seeing the infantry retreating, Ma Zhan's face finally looked a little better. After a moment of pause, he sent an order.

The Qing army's cavalry had been waiting for so long, and had a long expression of eagerness to try. Now he finally had the chance to go to the battlefield, and everyone was suddenly energetic.

They disagreed with the failure of the infantry. Isn’t it just that the spear is a little longer? What’s there to be afraid of? After fighting for so long, not to mention the achievements, they were defeated by the enemy. If this spread was made, wouldn’t it be a shame for the Qing army?

"The warriors of the Qing Dynasty, follow me to kill the enemy!" As the general's order came out, the entire cavalry team started to move, thousands of war horses ran at the same time, and the entire earth was trembling.

"General, let me go." Seeing the Qing army's cavalry rushed over, Xu Hongwei rubbed his hands and said excitedly.

Lin Dong waved his hand and said, "Don't be anxious. The cavalry is used to chase the enemy. As for them, I have my own way."

Lin Dong said as he immediately passed the order: "Let the knife chariot come forward."

As the order was sent out, the passages were immediately made clear in front of the formation, and the knife chariot was quickly sent up from behind. In a blink of an eye, it was lined up in front of the spear array. Countless spears extended out in the holes of the knife chariot, forming a spear wall.
Chapter completed!