We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

The smoke filled the air, blocking out the sky and the sun.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder, and the deafening sound of cannons almost tore the world apart.

The Khitan army was like a black tide, and under the baptism of artillery fire, it still surged forward tenaciously.

The artillery fire gradually became sparse, and the Khitan army finally shortened the distance to 300 meters.

Just when they thought they were about to break through this blockade of death, tear apart the Fengtian Army's defense line with the scimitars in their hands, and cut the throats of the Fengtian people.

Little did they know that what was waiting for them was another even more deadly metal gunpowder frenzy!

In the Fengtian Army formation, Hua Ying's clear and resounding voice rang out: "First row, fire!"

The soldiers of the Shenji Brigade who were hiding behind the infantry raised their muskets one after another, and thousands of black muzzles pointed at the surging Khitan cavalry.

This is the entire inventory of Feng State, most of which are still matchlock guns, with only a small number of matchlock guns.

Although Chen Gui has already created fulminate of mercury, due to the short research time, it is not enough to transform this epoch-making invention into combat power.

However, facing the Khitans who were still using scimitars and bows and arrows, matchlock guns and muskets were enough.

Following Hua Ying's order, the musketeers in the first row pulled the trigger.

Pah pah pah pah——

The deafening sound of gunfire resounded throughout the battlefield again, and thousands of lead bullets whizzed out like the scythe of the god of death, reaping fresh lives.

The Khitan cavalry in the front row fell down in large numbers like wheat blown down by a strong wind.

War horses neighed, men and horses fell to the ground, and the area in front of the Shenji Brigade instantly turned into a living hell.

"Second row, let go!"

After a brief pause, the second row of musketeers fired again, and the dense rain of bullets ruthlessly tore through the Khitan army's formation.

"Third row, let go!"

The musketeers of the Shenji Brigade took turns firing according to the three-stage shooting tactics, pouring wave after wave of lead bullets into the Khitan army's formation.

The battlefield was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the corpses of the Khitan cavalry piled up like mountains, almost dyeing the ground black.

The distance of three hundred meters became an insurmountable barrier for the Khitan army.

The cavalry tactics they once prided themselves on seemed so powerless and pale in the face of the Fengtian Army's muskets.

In front of the Fengtian Army’s position, broken military flags and twisted corpses were scattered on the charred land.

Unfortunately, the Shenji Brigade had too few firearms, only enough to cover a small part of the battlefield in front of the formation, and not enough to suppress the entire Khitan army with firepower.

Even so, these short 200 steps cost the Khitan army thousands of lives again.

At this time, the two sides were one hundred meters apart!

This distance is the archer's home ground!

Likewise, the cavalry had already entered the distance where they could launch a charge!

"Don't panic, raise your shields!" a Fengtian Army officer shouted.

The sound of bronze bells rang out in the Fengtian Army's formation, and three layers of iron-clad wooden shields fell to the ground with a loud bang.

The shield-bearing warrior half-knelt, his shoulder resting against the shield's inner support. The spearman behind him placed his four-meter-long halberd on the shield's gap, the sharp spear tips forming a deadly thorn net!

The auxiliary soldiers behind the chevaux de frise swung their hammers frantically, wedging the last few caltrops into the scorched earth.

The Khitans' rain of arrows came first, and the thumb-thick wolf-tooth arrows pierced into the shield formation with a sound of breaking through the air.

The dull sound of arrows piercing wooden shields and the crisp sound of armor colliding were intertwined. A few Fengtian Army soldiers fell down, holding their throats, but the gaps were filled in an instant.

The Fengtian Army archers fought back through the gaps in the shield formation. The arrows made of fine steel could instantly cut through the Khitans' thin armor. The Khitan cavalry who were hit by the arrows were like being pulled off their horses by invisible hands.

A dense rain of arrows rose from behind the lines of both sides and fell into the opposite formation, like a dark cloud covering the sun.

The sounds of metal clashing, arrows piercing flesh, and barbs cutting through cloth were endless!

The moment the wolf-tooth arrows tore through the smoke, the Khitan people's ox horns suddenly raised three tones.

Fifty steps!

The Khitan cavalry has entered the final sprint.

From the perspective of the Fengtian Army in the front row, the surging waves of cavalry were like waves on the sea, and the sound of horse hooves was like thunder exploding in their ears.

Thirty steps!

The Khitan cavalry suddenly accelerated, and their horses rushed into the rain of arrows with foam coming out of their mouths.

The Fengtian Army line remained motionless, but suddenly a group of military officers shouted in unison: "Drop the bombs!"

The grenade thrower in the rear immediately pulled the fuse, and grenades poured out like they were free, replacing the rain of arrows in the sky.

It is true that grenades made of black powder are not as powerful as those of later generations. It is difficult to cause casualties by relying solely on the damage from the explosion, but they cannot be defeated by their large numbers!

The shock wave generated by the explosion was enough to knock people unconscious, and in a battlefield like this where cavalry were charging at high speed, if you fainted, there would be no chance of survival.

Amidst the rumbling sounds, countless Khitan cavalrymen fell down and were trampled into pulp by the waves of cavalrymen behind them!

Exploding fireworks continued to rise in the Khitan army formation, blowing the Khitans into a daze and throwing them off their horses!

Finally, under the bombardment of grenades, the Khitan cavalry in the rear stepped on the corpses of their comrades and rushed up.

Ten steps!

Li Che held his breath and watched with wide eyes.

Seeing the two sides' fronts collide fiercely, the continuous battle line instantly turned into a long river!

The Khitan cavalrymen at the front swung their chain hammers at the shield wall, and the iron and wooden shields exploded. The spearmen at the back were smashed into meat paste before they could even thrust forward.

But the Fengtian Army's spear formation immediately thrust out, turning the enemy and their horses into a bloody gourd. The fallen horses became new obstacles, and the following cavalry had to rein in and turn around.

A surviving Khitan cavalryman used the momentum of his horse to charge into the spear formation, knocking the Fengtian army spearman away with his shield, and his sternum was crushed by the horse's hooves the moment he landed.

But the soldiers in the back row immediately filled their positions, and three spears pierced the horses' bellies at the same time. The fallen cavalrymen were nailed to the ground by several spears before they could get up.

Blood, smoke, and fire!

There is nothing else in sight but these three things!

The Khitan light cavalry in the front suddenly dispersed to both sides, revealing the heavy cavalry wearing iron leaf armor in the back.

These Khitan warriors, like iron towers, held long spears in their hands, their horse armors studded with broken arrows. They were like moving steel fortresses, crashing through the corpses on the ground.

It was the personal guards of the Khitan Khan, the armored and leather-clad soldiers!

The Khitans hated the Shenji Brigade and the long sticks in their hands that could spit out flames. These thousands of Pi Shi soldiers had a clear goal and were heading for the Shenji Brigade!

Li Che saw it clearly, and Huo Duanxiao on the stage saw it even more clearly.

But he was not at all confused. After a few flag signals, the Fengtian Army changed its formation instantly.

The infantry guarding the front of the Shenji Brigade not only did not gather for defense, but instead quickly retreated to both sides.

The musketeers, who had finished firing the three-stage shot, were also slow and unhurried, breaking up into small groups and dispersing into the formation.

The commander of the Pi Shi Army who was charging in the front was stunned. The Fengtian Army's central gate suddenly opened wide, and a blank area appeared in front of him.

Such a magical scene made him feel unreal.

And in that instant, more than 30 artillery pieces were gathered together at the Dongfeng Brigade position in the rear.

After the soldiers made adjustments, more than thirty black muzzles slowly descended...

Cannons level!

Unfortunately, there are no military courts in this world.