Chapter 1028: Strong Attack

In the Crimean camp with a bonfire, there was a panic in the camp. The camp of thousands of people was attacked by the 400 Ming army at night. Due to the disarray of military discipline, it turned into a collapse. On the contrary, the Russian army did not have the well-trained Polish legion on both wings.

In chaos, the Ming army attacked at night fell into a fierce battle across the board.

Like Zhang Ding and the others, there are quite a few small Ming troops who are trapped in the siege. These Ming troops organized at night and stirred up storms, which played an extremely critical role. They accidentally cooperated with the entire line of the Ming army in the rear.

In the counterattack, the internal and external cooperation turned the situation around in one fell swoop.

"put!"

Ding Huairen held a knife with a ferocious face and roared. After another round of guns, looking through the rising smoke, the enemy in front of him fell into a state of despair and defeat. Killed, Ding Huairen, who was ecstatic and excited, ordered the disbandment of the gun formation and dragged one

The lame led the team to charge, followed by four hundred wounded soldiers, and the swords, shields, gunmen rushed in front, followed by muskets, and rushed into the camp.

Bang bang bang bang!

Under the organized offensive of the Ming army, the defeated Ke army blew up the camp. A large number of defeated soldiers rushed into the forest and grabbed the horse and ran away. The horseless ones had no heads and went into the forest without looking back. Only a few extremely fiercely gathered together.

, when they met the Ming army, screams sounded as they met, and the broken limbs and arms were flying all over the sky. The Ming army with a rainbow had the upper hand, and one encounter could cut the enemy soldiers over.

"kill!"

Ding Huairen limped up and slashed a panicked enemy soldier with a force, staggering and sitting on the ground. The sword flashed and used a wrist flower. Then he slashed down with force. The hundred-forged battle sword was actually on the enemy's armor.

A row of sparks was drawn out, and the killing knife fell into the air. The enemy soldier who was sitting on the ground stabbed him with his backhand and took his lower abdomen.

Ding Huairen felt cold and closed his eyes and waited for death. In the chaos, he did not see clearly that the enemy soldier was wearing armor, and all the armor blocked his sword.

Bang!

With a gun, the enemy soldier fell to the sky. Ding Huairen escaped by chance and rolled away to the side. Looking at the enemy soldier who was shot on his forehead, he was still holding a short spear in his hand, and screaming in his heart.

By luck, Amitabha Buddha was really blessed by the Bodhisattva. He tried his best to get up and push his sword to fight again.

In the camp, Zhang Shuizi had long abandoned his gun and replaced it with his long and short Japanese swords and broke into the enemy group.

When the sword flashed, a tall enemy soldier screamed in pain in his chest, but he waved his scimitar and wiped it over. Unexpectedly, the thin figure in front of him wandered around, and a narrow Japanese sword passed through the lock.

The gap between the armor and the helmet pierced, and a bunch of blood was sprayed. The tall and fierce enemy soldier vomited blood and fell down. He drew his sword, and two more enemy soldiers rushed over howled.

A hatch turned around and flew in with the sound of breaking through the air.

Zhang Shuizi flashed away from the flying axe, and his triangle eyes lit up. The raging fire light shone on the enemy soldiers in front of him. They were tall and fierce, and they were fully armored. The round helmet made of fine iron under the fire light shone with a dark lock on his body.

A's strong protection power made Zhang Shuizi happy without being surprised. He knew that he had accidentally touched a big fish, and they were all elite guards of some enemy big man.

The enemy in front of him was stout and strong, with excellent armor and axe, gun and scimitar, and rushed over.

Axe swept across with the sound of breaking through the air, and Zhang Shuizi took a step back like lightning. As soon as he retreated, he turned his wrist and slashed it. The axe made of hardwood broke off, and Zhang Shuizi took another step.

The enemy soldier who made the axe was wiped off his neck and covered his blood-spraying neck in horror. As soon as he retreated, this dragon explored the sea was tempered and looked like agile.

A monkey, a flower in front of him slashed one level.

"ah!"

In despair, the enemy soldier who made the scimitar screamed in horror, and straightened his sword.

bite!

The thin figure, less than five feet tall, was as smart as a cunning rabbit. With a slap in his wrist, he slashed it.

Puchi!

The narrow and long Japanese sword was like a poisonous snake that suddenly hurt people. It pierced from the side of the neck and penetrated from the back of the head, and made a muffled sound from the human body. This block and stabbing were made with thousands of hammers and hundreds of exercises.

Practice every day, every year, swing the knife thousands of times a day, and practice it with the magical sword technique that you can practice without delaying the storm.

Drawing the sword, the pair of triangular squint eyes stared at an enemy soldier, and blood flowed down the blade to the tip of the knife and dripped straight down. The enemy soldier was stared at by Zhang Shuizi's triangular eyes, and became cold from the bottom of his heart, and was frightened.

He screamed and still put the axe and gun on, and he rolled and crawled. It was no wonder that the enemy soldier was so nervous that he turned around and ran away. In front of such a terrible good man, the thick armor was useless.

As soon as the sword light flashed, the narrow and sharp sword would penetrate through the gaps in the armor, which was so terrifying.

brush!

Zhang Shuizi quickly pulled out the short sword in his arms and threw it away. The enemy soldier staggered in his heart, and was chased by a thin figure several steps, and he was owlful. At this time, he was still fighting stubbornly.

Most of the enemy soldiers had been wiped out and died under the sword of Ming, which was full of morale and under the gun. Not far away, a tall enemy soldier wearing heavy armor was killed by four or five

Ming Jun poked with a gun and slashed with a knife, and was finally hit by an axe, and his screams came to an abrupt end.

Zhang Shuizi squatted down and retrieved the short knife from the headless corpse. When he touched his hand, he felt happy again.

How sharp his Hundred-forged Japanese sword was? He didn't stab the man to death on the spot with a single knife. The tip of the knife only pierced the tough chain mail, and a little flesh was inserted. Zhang Shuizi recognized such an exquisite armor. It was inevitable that he would be in the front.

A large enemy figure shouted, and the Ming troops who were gasping and sweating came over one after another.

bite!

Zhang Shuizi stabbed a man with a knife on the head of a bloody man, and the tip of the knife stabbed him on the solid round helmet, making a crisp sound.

Zhang Shuizi narrowed her eyes and shouted: "Lao Ding, have you seen it?"

Ding Huairen felt a little surprised but was ecstatic, and his eyes shone and shouted: "I've become rich, Lord Zhang, Ding will be rewarded in the future!"

"kill!"

The Ming army on both sides understood each other, their eyes shone brightly, and regardless of their fatigue, they bit the enemy soldiers in groups and killed the fierce guns. Zhang Ding and the others only knew that there was a big fish in front of them, and their soldiers were full of achievements.

As soon as I chased me, I chased me until the sky was dark.

Several miles away, another front.

The Polish Legion is one of the few elite standing troops in Europe. It is well-trained and after a little panic, it gathers at night. Relying on the occupied Ming army positions, it shoots against the Ming army that has come from all over the country, and fights fiercely, and the sound of guns is getting louder and louder.

The Ming army's plan for night attack failed, so it changed from sneak attack to strong attack, and it poured out of the dense forest one after another, and fell under the fire of the Bo army's platoon guns.

The invincible Ming army finally met a powerful opponent. In front of the Polish army's gun formation, they tasted the pain that the Mongols and Jurchens had once tasted. They attacked strongly, were blocked, and attacked again, and attacked fiercely, and fought against the Ming army with red eyes.
Chapter completed!