Facing the nearly 10,000 troops in the first row of Xia army, the elite troops of the coalition forces were not discouraged and bravely held the weapons in their hands.

"Haha, facing our army's attack, I dare to fight with only 20,000 people. I really don't know how to live or die!" The two armies face to face, and Zhu Cheng rode on the war horse and looked at the enemy army that was almost the same as his own, and was a little proud.

Taidong rode a war horse and was with him. After hearing this, he immediately advised: "Captain, it is better for us to be careful. The enemy troops on the other side are different from the past, so we should not underestimate them."

"Haha! Of course I know that the battle is the elite of the enemy, and it is different from the gangsters." Zhu Cheng comforted Taidong: "The staff officer should not be worried. I have been through the battlefield for a long time and will not make the mistake of underestimating the enemy."

It is no wonder that Zhu Cheng was so confident. After all, in the past, the Xia army had always faced more enemies with him, and at least several times more than him.

Even in this case, the Xia army had never been defeated once, so if the number of people was offset, it would be unreasonable if the Pioneer Army lost.

Although the enemy elites have stepped up their support from the other two sides, and are even willing to let go of the siege to allow ordinary soldiers to break through; although there are still half of the vacancies' nearly 20,000 troops, in Zhu Cheng's heart, the upcoming battle is already sure to win.

As the two armies confronted each other, the Xia vanguard army also suspended its pace of advancement and began to organize its formation. After a little adjustment, it would start an attack; and the elite coalition forces also took advantage of this time to take a breather and adjust their breathing, which had been fighting just now, and prepare to accumulate energy to cope with the foreseeable fierce attack.

On the battlefield, at this moment, it seemed that time had slowed down. There was a brief silence within a radius, with only the battle flags calling out, the smoke of gunpowder drifting, and the sound of fighting to the death in the distance was endless.

But this silence didn't last long! It seemed that this moment of pause was like the impermanence of the world, the fragility of life, fleeting...

But for a moment, Zhu Chengru received the report of the completion of the army. Without saying a word, he pulled out his battle knife and raised it above his head, and was ready to go. Everyone around him was also ready to fight. Looking at the sword reflecting the cold light in the sun, looking forward to the moment it swung.

I don’t know if it was a minute or a second, or in the eyes of some people, a century had passed, but no matter what, the highly anticipated sword was swung down by its master until it was ahead!

"attack!"

After a loud shout, with the transmission of the messengers one after another, the three military formations in front of the vanguard army moved in the next moment - launching an attack on the enemy formation!

"Rise the gun!", "Rise the shield", "Attack!" - This is an order sent from the three military formations of the vassal army.

"Prepare for battle!" "Arrowers prepare!" "Tommahawks come out!" - This is an order in the coalition army.

"Shoot the arrow!"

As the minion army formation progressed rapidly, a black shadow flew into the enemy formation. The black shadows quickly fell down in the minion army formation.

"Ah~!"...Scale screams also sounded from the attacking military formation, but this could not stop the pace of the minion army formation's attack.

The short distance between the two armies seemed to be brought closer in a flash until the soldiers intersected.

The elite coalition forces deserve the word "elite". Facing the military formation of the Xia Pioneer Army's servants, there was no timidity. Even if they were stabbed to the ground by a spear, someone would immediately fill the gap. On the contrary, the servants suffered heavy losses after the war began.

The Servant's spear, battle knife, and battle axe driver who faced the enemy were a little stretched. The spear was very easy to be cut off when facing the battle axe. Even the shield player could not withstand the fierce force of the axe.

It is not because the shield was split, that the quality of Xia Guo's shield was not that bad, but the soldiers behind could not withstand the impact of the battle axe and were easily defeated and affected their formation.

Compared with the elite enemy, the Servant Army has a better victory in discipline and formation, but its equipment is slightly worse. It has neither heavy weapons nor long-range weapons nor armor protection, only spears, shields, and battle knives.

Therefore, when facing the enemy's uncowardly elite, the two sides are fighting for patience and number of people. It depends on who can't stand the casualties first. If anyone can't resist the fear in his heart first and takes a step back, then this step is the beginning of defeat.

On the battlefield, on the battle line, soldiers and swords intersect, screams and slashing to the ground, and swords and axes slashing... It was a long meat grinder.

After less than half an hour of fighting, the first thing that could not help was the Xia State's minion army. When half of the casualties were injured, they could not resist the enemy's attack and turned around and retreated!

"The barbarians are barbarians!" Zhu Cheng could not help but secretly despise him when he saw that the servants had already been defeated. Although he knew that the performance of the servants was considered excellent, he was defeated.

"Now it's our turn!" Taidong spoke in a timely manner and suggested: "When the two armies are merging, let the soldiers move within a sufficient distance, and also avoid the attacks of enemy archers."

In fact, there is no need for Taidong to explain it, Zhu Cheng also knows what to do: "The Eleventh Regiment, attack!"

Even if the well-trained vassal army retreated, they knew that they could not attack their own military formations, because that was completely a demand for death. They knew how powerful the Xia army was.

When the elite coalition troops saw the minions retreat, they pursued them two steps at the beginning, but when they saw that the minions were defeated but not defeated, they immediately stopped and began to reorganize the team and wait for the battle, because they knew that the Xia army had not been defeated yet!

Moreover, the half-hour battle with the Servant Army was already a little tired. If we launch another pursuit, we would be seeking death.

In fact, if the elite coalition forces had not been supported by continuous support and the excited support of "we can actually fight against the legendary powerful Xia army", more than 5,000 casualties would have been on the verge of retreat.

Before the coalition forces could escape from the excitement of defeating the Xia army, they saw a strange army - an army with strange weapons, coming out of the defeated Xia army.

Before the commander of the coalition forces issued orders such as "arrows" and "defense", the infantrymen of the 11th Regiment of the Pioneer Army lined up in rows of shooting lines and raised the strange weapons in their hands towards them.

"Shoot~!"

"Bang~!" The unique crisp sound of the musket was accompanied by waves of white smoke.

The five infantry battalions of the 11th Regiment formed the second part of the vanguard's attacking army formation. Each battalion had 1,500 people, arranged in three rows, each row of 500 people, forming a linear queue.

This was a neat volley, which was carried out within fifty meters of the enemy's array. The damage caused to the enemy was obvious from the corpses lying down on the opposite side.

The elite troops of the coalition already knew from the round of attacks of the 11th Regiment that the strange weapon should be a long-range attack weapon similar to a bow and arrow, so they wanted to launch an attack and quickly narrow the distance between the two armies - that is, counter-attack.

But what awaited these enemy troops was that a cannon was pushed forward and shot out a large piece of steel balls at them without hesitation - a close-range shot, the power of which was imagined - the enemy was bombarded with a large piece of blank space.

Immediately afterwards, the loading of the 11th Regiment's musketeers was completed quickly, and it took a total of twenty-three seconds. At this time, the soldiers of the 11th Regiment could see that some of the remaining enemy troops had retreated in fear.
Chapter completed!