As Lin Dong finished speaking, the entire Anton soldiers were boiling and screaming, and their morale immediately rose.

Seeing the soldiers' anger, Lin Dong nodded with satisfaction, then pointed to the Qing army opposite and shouted loudly: "Attack!"

After receiving the order, the soldiers of the Anton Army immediately took neat steps towards the Qing army opposite. Although the speed was not very fast, they were firm and neat.

Seeing An Dongjun coming with a scary spear, Yue Tuo frowned slightly, and immediately gave an order, all the archers rounded the bows and arrows in their hands.

"put!"

Suddenly, the bow and arrow poured down towards Anton Jun like locusts in the sky.

Lin Dong seemed to have expected this move of the Qing army, and immediately gave the order, the soldiers took off their shields and pushed them on their heads.

As soon as the shield was raised, the arrow fell down, and suddenly there was a crackling sound, like rain hitting a banana leaf.

Seeing that the Qing army's bows and arrows were shot so closely and did not deviate, Yue Tuo was very satisfied. He believed that as long as he had a few more rounds of arrow rain, Andong's army would lose a small amount of manpower first. After all, the Qing army's bows and arrows were famously powerful, and they were definitely not something that the Ming army's small body could pull away, so the power of the arrows shot was much greater than that of the Ming army.

However, after a round of bows and arrows, the Anton Army on the opposite side seemed to be not affected at all, and still walked forward step by step, with a firm and steady pace, and the team was neat and without any confusion. He could not even hear any screams from the other side.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Yue Tuo rubbed his eyes hard. The position he was standing was already relatively high, so he could see clearly the situation in Andong's army. The rain of arrows just now seemed to be majestic, but few Andong's army fell.

"Let it go..." Yue Tuo didn't believe it. The other party was really not affected by the bow and arrow. He immediately waved his hand and ordered again.

As his order came out, the archers rounded the bow, then loosened the bowstrings, and another rain of arrows fell towards the Anton Army.

After a burst of crackling, the Anton Army showed up again, but what is unbelievable is that the Anton Army still did not suffer many casualties. Their pace was still so firm, and their morale was not affected at all by the fall of the arrow rain.

"Damn, who are the people opposite? Are you really not afraid of bows and arrows?" Yue Tuo muttered in his heart, but his face became extremely ugly.

"Let me go, shoot me an arrow..." Yue Tuo ordered loudly.

As his orders came out, the bow and arrow flew out in waves, and round after round of arrow rain fell above Anton's head, but these arrow rains did not stop the Anton's advance at all.

As the saying goes, the Qing army is much taller than the Ming army, but the manpower is always exhausted. After several rounds of bows and arrows are shot down, the archers are already weak and can no longer pull the bow.

Yue Tuo had no choice but to stop shooting, and at the same time took a breath. The tactics that had excellent effects on other Ming troops did not play any role in An Dongjun, which made Yue Tuo feel a little uneasy.

In fact, he didn't know that Anton Army not only had thick shields, but also the armor on its body was made of fine iron. If the bow and arrow could not enter along the gaps of the armor, it would be impossible to penetrate the armor at all. In this way, Anton Army's casualties would naturally be pitiful.

Of course, the Anton Army was not without any casualties after the arrows shot down. At least a few unlucky guys were penetrated through the gaps of the iron armor by the bows and arrows, and pierced into the flesh, causing the guy to grin.

But the Anton Army was very strict. Although those people were injured by arrows, they did not dare to scream loudly. They were soon taken over by the medical soldiers after being injured, so there was no chaotic scene.

Yue Tuo didn't understand why, seeing the bow and arrow shot for so long, the other party's team was not at all confused, so he was naturally frightened.

"Stop moving forward, spearmen prepare!" Seeing that the distance between the two armies was getting shorter and shorter, the generals of the Anton Army waved their hands one after another, and the spearmen immediately lined up in front of the team.

As the generals' orders came out, the Anton army immediately stopped advancing, and the spearmen all pushed the spears across and prepared for defense.

"Minderman, leave the line."

Then the musketeers were seen carrying muskets and coming out of the spearmen to the front of the team. The musketeers in the front row came to the ground to squat down and sat in the aiming position.

"Hmph, I'm just making a mysterious and ordering the sword, shield and hand to charge." Seeing that the opponent had set up a formation, Yue Tuo was waiting for his attack, and immediately waved his hand and ordered.

Using sword and shield against spearmen is the most common tactic. During normal battles, the Qing army's sword and shield hands did show their mighty power, and the Ming army was often beaten so hard that they couldn't raise their heads.

He believed that there would be no accidents in today's battle, and the Ming army would definitely be defeated by the swords of the Qing warriors like before.

"Run..." After receiving the order, the Qing saber and shield hands rushed out immediately. They were all energetic and their faces were full of arrogant pride. After fighting for so long, the Ming army had never won.

They firmly believed that defeating the Ming army was a good idea, so they all looked extremely relaxed in their faces in addition to being confident.

"Turu Ten, should we kill more people than anyone else?" The two low-level officers in front of the formation said with a smile.

The bearded man opposite said with disdain, "Just compare, who is afraid of whom? If you lose today, your division's seizure will be given one-third to me."

"One-third, you are so angry. Could it be that the last time I lost wasn't big enough?"

"Hmph, you guys were lucky last time, and you didn't have such good luck this time." The man named Tulushi said with a disdainful look, his tone full of reluctance and annoyance.

"Luck? If it were a time, it would be lucky, but you have never won in such a long time, right?" the big man said with a smile.

"You said it right, but that was before, but this time it's different." Tulu Eleven said with a mysterious look on his face.

"Oh, may you have any killer moves?" The man began to speak and suddenly felt a little regretful. If the other party really had any foreign aid or any killer moves in the army, wouldn't he suffer a loss?

However, he thought about it and immediately rejected this possibility, guessing that the other party was still fooling him.

At this time, such things happened in the Qing army from time to time. They all looked relaxed and had already decided to divide the spoils before the war started.

After all, judging from the other party's outfit, the army opposite must be rich.

But that doesn't matter. These people are clearly here to deliver equipment to themselves. With these equipment, their tribe should be able to equip a considerable army again.
Chapter completed!