The sneak attack turned into an encounter, and the casualties of the Ming army began to increase.

The Qing soldiers' cavalry and shooting skills were fully utilized. The arrows they shot on the galloping horse were strong and had a correct head, and those who were in the middle died immediately. Although the Ming army's grenades were powerful, the projection distance was too close and not enough to pose a fatal threat to the Qing soldiers.

For a moment, the morale of the Qing soldiers was greatly boosted, and the horse team rushed towards the Ming army like a tide. The Ming soldiers were all pirates and were good at fighting with the wind. When they encountered such a fierce and fearless team, they were panicked for a moment. The grenades in their hands were shot and killed by the Qing soldiers without even throwing them.

Liu Peng's team was right in front of him. He saw his comrades being shot and killed one by one. The Qing army's hooves sounded like thunder and arrows were like locusts. A soldier was so scared that his hands and feet were trembling, "Oh my god, run!" He screamed, turned around and ran away.

Fear is contagious, and his running has led more people to run back.

"Don't run!"

Liu Peng was very anxious. He knew that he was most afraid of the impulse of defeated soldiers on the battlefield. If he would lose without fighting, he would be seeking death.

Liu Peng shouted twice at the top of his throat, but he could not curb the spread of fear, and more soldiers joined the escape team. The situation was critical, and Liu Peng was very anxious. He grabbed a soldier running past him and cut off his head with one knife.

"Kill the escapee at the battle!" Liu Peng shouted loudly with red eyes.

The panicked Ming army was frightened by Liu Peng's actions and stopped.

"Swoosh..., pounce!"

At this moment, an arrow flew over and hit Liu Peng's throat. Liu Peng fell to the ground and died.

"Ah, run away quickly..."

Seeing the main general being shot and killed, Liu Peng's soldiers not only did not arouse the fighting spirit of avenging him, but instead amplified the panic in his heart, and more people ran back desperately.

Yabu was overjoyed when he saw this. He knew that the Ming army was over and that no matter how powerful the weapon in his hand was, it would not work. He immediately ordered: "Stop quickly and don't give Minggou a chance to breathe!"

When the Qing soldiers heard the order, they activated the war horse and rushed up quickly.

The grenade was completely silent, and the escaped Ming army became a living target for the Qing soldiers. The Qing soldiers shot almost every arrow and could harvest the life of a Ming soldiers, and there was a one-sided massacre on the battlefield.

The Ming army's escaped team grew stronger and stronger, and soon rushed to Lin Cha's central army.

Faced with this kind of scene, Lin Cha felt as if he was dead.

He regretted that he did not train the army's combat style and fighting will according to the emperor's will, and he had the most advanced weapons in his hand. He still lost the chain at the critical moment of fighting tough battles.

He was also very scared. He knew that even if he escaped, he would not be able to escape the fate of being killed.

The emotions of regret and fear were intertwined in his heart, and slowly formed a kind of tragic spirit and a determination to die!

"If you die, die. Even if you die, you will die on the battlefield. If you have a good reputation in the battlefield, the emperor will definitely let his family go."

Thinking of this, Lin Cha put down his knife, took off a few grenades from his waist, and said to the captain of the personal soldiers: "Today's situation is alive! Drive the deserters to both sides, and you follow me to rush forward. Even if you die, you will still have to pull a few Qing soldiers to take the back!"

"My uncle, I wish to die!" The captain of the personal soldiers crossed his hands and replied loudly.

Others can escape, but personal soldiers cannot escape. They and the commander share life and death and destiny, and are bound together.

The captain of the personal soldiers directed three hundred personal soldiers to move forward, guarded Lin Cha behind him, swung his sword to kill several deserters rushing towards him, and shouted loudly: "Run to both sides, run to both sides!"

Some people took the lead and some people followed. The defeated soldiers ran to both sides. Soon, Lin Cha's central army was exposed to the iron hooves of the Qing soldiers.

The large group of Qing soldiers was like a tide, while Lin Cha's central army was like a reef, leaving the tide to impact, but remained unmoved.

"bomb!"

The personal soldiers around him kept falling down. Lin Cha knew that he was unlucky and mustered up the courage, shouted loudly, and threw the grenade out with all his might.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"...

The explosion of the grenade sounded densely, and then exploded in the Qing army formation, like fireworks blooming under the night!

The Qing soldiers near each explosion point flew into the sky, and the war horses that were not bombed around were immediately shocked. The Qing soldiers riding on the horse were frightened by the deafening explosion. They were also frightened to find that the war horses under their seats no longer obeyed the command and rushed into their own formation. They were also thinking of quickly leaving this hell-like place.

Now the Qing soldiers were in chaos and war horses ran around. The indispensable weapon to kill the enemy turned into an enemy on their own when they rushed towards the formation.

After Lin Cha threw out the grenade, he was shot in his chest and fell to the ground with his back to the sky. He thought he was going to die, but he didn't want to lie on the ground and wait for the god of death to come. He held the arrow shaft and pulled it hard, regardless of the blood rushing in his chest, staggered and stood up. He leaned on the ground with a knife in his left hand, and took out another grenade with his right hand. He felt his strength slowly disappear, and he threw it out hard, then fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

The fleeing soldiers were also awakened by the explosion. When they looked back, they found that a large number of Qing soldiers died. They saw the commander falling to the ground, and they were shocked.

At this moment, a soldier shouted, "Don't run away! Can we run through the war horse? A man died when he died, and his head was covered with a big scar. What's so scary? If you have the will, come back with me to save your uncle!"

Chinese people have a herd mentality, and as long as someone takes the lead, someone will follow the crowd. When the soldier shouted, he immediately attracted the response from the soldiers around him. Everyone shouted and turned around and rushed towards the Qing soldiers.

"Rare, kill the Tartars!" Ming army shouted loudly and rushed towards the Qing soldiers.

The shock of the horse was already shocked, and the panic caused by the unprecedented grenade explosion, coupled with the Ming army's counterattack, the Qing soldiers could no longer stand and fled westward.

Borozen fought on a high place and witnessed the reversal of the battle. Seeing Yabu's army fleeing wildly, he screamed in anger: "The Ming army is full of infantry, and I can't catch up, why are you panic?"

He knew that if he led the central army to retreat, defeat would inevitably be inevitable. The Qing soldiers at the other three city gates were also fighting. Although he didn't know what the result was, Tulai, Zhao Butai and Duld saw that they were attacked and were reluctant to come to rescue him, which meant that they were not optimistic.

Therefore, we must withstand the attack of the Ming army, otherwise the entire army will be wiped out.

He looked at the three thousand soldiers behind him and wanted to organize another quick counterattack.

He understood that only by fighting with fast and slow, and not letting the Ming army throw out the terrible iron bullet, can he have a chance to win.

He also understood that if he could not win today, the power of the iron bullet would inevitably leave a terrible shadow in the hearts of the invincible Qing warriors. If he wanted to fight the Ming army, his morale would be much lower.

The three armies can seize the commander, but not the aura.
Chapter completed!