When he heard the roar of commander Yu Wengui, the musket in Xi Wu's hand had just been loaded.

Before he could listen to any orders, he immediately took a musket and stood high on the low wall and prepared to open fire.

Outside the low wall, there were dense soldiers of Ding Ling squeezed into front of the low wall like ants.

The defense line of the Han army was like a dam, resisting these black torrents.

"Your mother, why are you doing it while standing there!"

Yu Wengui cursed fiercely, but the spear in his hand did not hesitate at all. Without looking back, he stabbed a bloody hole in his face with a soldier Ding Ling who rushed up.

'Bang!'

Xi Wu then opened fire.

Almost at the same time, another sound of muskets fired on the Han army's positions.

These muskets were loaded with iron sand, like small shotgun cannons, exploded above the heads of Ding Ling's soldiers.

The rapid iron sand projectile instantly swept down a large area of ​​Dingling soldiers.

These Dingling soldiers held the wound and rolled and wailed in pain on the ground.

The Ding Ling soldier in front didn't know what was going on and was still continuing to attack, while the Ding Ling soldier in the back was shocked by the tragic moment in front of him.

They were originally watching the battle in the rear, but only knew what weapons the Han army had that could kill and injure at close range, but they didn't know that they were such a terrible weapon.

As soon as the flames blew, no matter what kind of iron armor it was, they could only fall.

Such a terrible weapon made them unable to maintain their high fighting spirit.

"kill!"

"Crash with me!"

Seeing this, Yuwengui immediately led the crowd to launch a counterattack.

For a moment, Ding Ling's army, who was disconnected from each other, could no longer resist it.

At this moment, another explosion of muskets sounded overhead.

ah!

Another whistle and sound of falling to the ground sounded, and these Dingling people could no longer bear it and retreated to the rear.

The Ding Ling soldiers who were advancing and retreating in a row were immediately crowded into a group, unable to attack forward or retreat quickly.

Yuwen Gui held a spear and danced like a dragon descending to earth, killing all directions in front of Dingling's formation.

Finally, in the Han army's fearless charge, these Dingling soldiers finally completely collapsed.

If you don’t run away, who knows if the next round of musket bombardment will come?

"Defeated?"

Wula, who was supervising the battle in the rear, couldn't believe it.

Dadingling raised an army and faced more than ten times the northern Xianbei people, and fought for most of the long time without taking a step back.

Today, the Eastern Xianbei Han army, which was far fewer in number, was defeated four times in the front and back!

Dingling Da Shanyu established a military deterrence. Will he be defeated in front of this little Xianbei?

"No retreat!"

Wula led his personal soldiers and ran forward while slashing the fastest deserter.

"Everyone is back, no retreat!"

Finally, under Wula's personal escort, the Ding Ling soldiers who had just retreated in panic finally stopped retreating.

"If anyone dares to turn back, he will be killed without mercy!"

Wula held up the blood-dropping sword and shouted loudly.

At this moment, suddenly there were bursts of horn sounds from the mountains and forests on both sides.

Wula was immediately overjoyed.

This was the Dingling infantry who completed the backbone in the mountains and forests and was ready to attack the Han army.

"Quick, keep on attacking!"

"The Dadingling Warriors, attack this Xianbei people together!"

Under the personal supervision of generals like Wula, Ding Ling's soldiers quickly recovered their fighting spirit.
Chapter completed!