"Set up the formation!"

Li Yongxuan gave a loud shout, which shook the sky and shook the whole country.

The army of the Kingdom of Heaven kept marching in formation, and upon giving the order, they arranged their formation neatly.

Outside are densely packed long-armed soldiers, behind are chariots and musketeers, on both sides are cavalry, in the middle are auxiliary troops, and personal guards.

The war horses have been trained for a long time, and their ears are covered to avoid being frightened by the dense muskets and artillery sounds.

The spearmen are responsible for defense, the musketeers are responsible for shooting at the enemy on the chariot, the cavalry is for cover, and the auxiliary soldiers are for support.

In the blink of an eye, countless Mongolian troops came closer, shouting loudly.

They lined up and marched together, beating drums and shouting gold, and clamoring for progress. It must be said that this lineup alone was enough to defeat most of the elites.

The Mongolian army entered the range of the muskets, and Li Yongxuan decisively ordered to fire.

After improvements, the musket has a range of more than one mile, while the maximum range of bows and arrows is only about 200 meters. The range of ordinary bows and arrows is about 120 meters.

As bursts of gunfire rang out from the position, the Mongolian troops rushing in front fell piece by piece, like wheat being cut.

The Mongolian soldiers at the forefront of the battle formation were naturally servants from various places, and they were all recruited by Mongolia.

To put it bluntly, they are cannon fodder for the Mongolian army.

Many of these people followed Mongolia to fight in various parts of the world, but this was the first time they encountered the heavenly army.

They never dreamed that they would be hit by the musketeers of the Kingdom of Heaven from a distance of more than a mile.

Muskets are much more lethal than bows and arrows. As long as they are shot, they will either die or be injured. The light armor equipped by the Mongolian army has no effect at all.

If you're lucky, you might be able to save your life, but if you're not lucky, you'll be killed on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of Mongolian troops fell to the ground, and the speed of the people behind them suddenly slowed down a lot.

On the one hand, the dead people in front blocked the way; on the other hand, the musketeers from Heaven were too ferocious to stop them.

Meng Ge did not hesitate and ordered an attack.

He believed that even if the number of the Heavenly Musketeers was large, they would eventually run out.

As long as you can get close to the heavenly army, you can easily defeat them.

The Mongolian army rushed towards the Kingdom of Heaven position in a swarm as if they were desperate for their lives.

"fire!"

Li Yongxuan saw that the Heavenly Kingdom army was in a panic and immediately gave the order.

He specially sent over two hundred artillery pieces, winning or losing in one fell swoop.

"Boom!"

Only loud noises were heard, and the Mongolian troops charging forward fell down one after another.

There were too many attacking Mongolian troops, and the artillery fired by the Kingdom of Heaven almost never missed. Once the artillery fire was fired, it could kill and wound dozens or even hundreds of Mongolian troops.

More than two hundred artillery pieces were fired in a circle in turn, causing at least tens of thousands of casualties to the Mongolian army.

Meng Ge, who was watching the battle from a distance, couldn't help but frown, hesitated for a moment, and continued to order the Mongolian army to attack.

If Ming Jin withdraws his troops now, the people in front will die in vain.

No matter how much it costs, we must fight to the death with the Kingdom of Heaven.

The army of the Kingdom of Heaven was overjoyed and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the artillery bombarded the Mongolian army with heavy casualties and cried for their fathers and mothers.

In recent years, they have never encountered such an enemy. They charged with guns and artillery and killed so many people without being moved.

If not for the fact that Emperor Li Yongxuan personally took up the battle and had a large number of muskets and artillery, the Heavenly Army might have collapsed.

The Mongolian army slowed down slightly and continued to attack the Celestial Army.

As expected by Meng Ge, the musket and artillery attacks from the Kingdom of Heaven decreased rapidly, which also boosted the Mongolian army's confidence and made them charge more bravely.

For a time, countless Mongolian troops rushed forward, rushing forward.

More than one mile, more than four hundred meters, more than three hundred meters, more than two hundred meters, more than one hundred meters...

As time continues to pass, the Mongolian army is getting closer and closer to the army of the Kingdom of Heaven.

Some Mongolian troops began to bend their bows and shoot arrows, and more and more of them continued.

Although they had limited damage to the soldiers of the Kingdom of Heaven, they had a great impact on morale.

The originally desperate Mongolian army became ferocious, fearless of death, and moved forward indomitably.
Chapter completed!