The sun has risen a pole high, and there is still no movement in the north.
"Commander, is Jiannu really coming back?" Ning Xianlong was anxious and kept dangling in front of Yuan Chonghuan.
"Yue Tuo shouldn't break the appointment. He doesn't even have a big account now. It would be nice if he cried bitterly and shouted a decisive battle with me, unless he didn't want to fight a decisive battle with me." Yuan Chonghuan looked indifferently at the distance, and slowly withdrew his gaze. .
"Commander, Jian Slave won't kill from another direction, right?"
"Other direction?" Yuan Chonghuan felt that it was unlikely. This place guarded the passage for Jiannu to go south. Jiannus were all cavalry, and it was difficult to go around from the col, and emerge from the south or other directions. For the sake of safety, Yuan Chonghuan still sent additional rangers in all directions.
After half an hour, there was finally a faint sound of horseshoes in the distance.
"I'm coming."
The atmosphere suddenly became serious, everyone held their breath, and all their eyes turned to the far north.
This was the first time that the Ming army had a decisive battle against a large-scale Jiannu in the wild. No one knew what kind of combat effectiveness the main cavalry of Jiannu had in the wild and whether it could break through the Ming army's flintlock formation. Last time, Yue Tuo had only a few hundred people, and he almost broke through the flintlock formation of the Ming army.
The sound of horseshoes is getting closer and closer, messy and dense, shaking the earth like a flash flood, and also shaking the soldiers of the Ming army, which is obviously the main force of the red flag.
The observers have seen the shadow of the cavalry.
Suddenly, the flash flood came to a complete halt, as if the way was blocked by a dyke.
This time Yue Tuo learned well, and he stopped two thousand steps away.
From a distance, his big tent is still there, but it looks scattered and tattered, like a refugee's tent, several torn strips of cloth are flying in the wind, seeming to be waving to Yue Tuo.
Yue Tuo only glanced at the front, and the number advantage on the opposite side was directly ignored by him, but the Ming army was immovable whether it was infantry or cavalry.
Yue Tuo was also slightly surprised. It turned out that the training of the Ming Army was much better than before. No wonder they relied on the advantage of the city wall to achieve some small victories.
Yue Tuo also considered retreating at the speed of the Jurchen cavalry. If he suddenly turned around, he would not be able to catch up with the speed of the Ming cavalry.
But Yue Tuo was not reconciled. He had already lost a large number of soldiers. Now he has finally caught Yuan Chonghuan out of the city. This is the best chance to return his loss once and also the only chance to defeat Yuan Chonghuan.
Yue Tuo thought of the flintlocks and flint bullets of the Ming Army, which he had never seen before. His self-confidence dropped a little bit, but Yue Tuo still believed that with the invincible strength of the Jurchen cavalry, he There is still hope of plundering the Ming army, as long as there is a little hope, he will not let it go, because his opposite is Yuan Chonghuan, who makes him unforgettable.
"Master Belle..." Wudabu also felt Yue Tuo's hesitation.
Yue Tuo spared no effort: "Uda make up, all rush up, use the number of advantages, as soon as possible to break through the Ming army's line of defense."
"Yes, Lord Belle." Yue Tuo and Wu Dabu thought of going together.
All the Jurchen cavalry, in two columns, did not hesitate to crash into the Ming army's defense line, and even Wuda Bu rushed up, only Yue Tuo led dozens of soldiers to supervise the battle behind.
Thousands of horseshoes stepped on the ground, like a river suddenly bursting a bank, pressing towards the Ming army.
Ning Xianlong was also a little nervous. Since seeing the shadow of the Jiannu cavalry, he left Yuan Chonghuan and went to the camp of the gunmen in front of him. He wanted to give the gunmen the greatest confidence and support.
"Brothers, the executioners who have slaughtered countless Han Chinese are here again. Are you ready?" Ning Xianlong hopes to divert the gunmen's attention and relieve their pressure and fear.
A gunman was holding the flintlock tightly. Ning Xianlong spoke suddenly, which surprised him. His hands shook involuntarily, and the flintlock dropped to the ground.
Ning Xianlong picked up the flintlock rifle, blew the dust on it, silently handed it to the soldier's hand, and patted his shoulder: "Don't be nervous, Jiannu's blood is also red. You will be able to see it in a while. When I arrive, I will be by your side."
Yuan Chonghuan shook his head: "Yue Tuo is crazy. He released all the cavalry as soon as he came up. He is going to work hard with me and tell the gunner to fire immediately."
"Boom... Long..."
"Boom... Long..."
"Boom... Long..."
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The artillery hidden in the big tent has torn off the camouflage of the muzzle. These artillery has been carefully deployed. Thirty-five artillery pieces have different impact points, but they are all blocked and the slave soldiers are advancing. On the way.
The cavalry who built slaves had only two columns, which seemed relatively narrow, and there were not many bullets falling in the crowd.
However, as long as the flower bomb falls in the crowd, it will immediately blow up people's head, broken limbs and pieces of meat will fly together, blood and water will be muddy.
The corpses of the wounded soldiers and soldiers were trampled by the horses hooves behind, and quickly shattered into fleshy flesh, but the body of the war horse was too large, and it was impossible for the horses behind to jump over, let alone stepping over.
Where the flower bomb exploded, the cavalry temporarily fell into chaos because they wanted to avoid the fallen horses, and their speed slowed down. However, the slave cavalry was well-trained, and once the flower bomb stopped, they quickly regained their charge formation.
"Boom... Long..."
"Boom... Long..."
"Boom... Long..."
…
The soldiers who had just adjusted were hit by another wave of artillery.
Part of the cavalry was in chaos again, and then a process of self-repair.
The flowering bomb fell five waves, and this situation repeated five times.
The janitor's cavalry was indomitable, and their front had entered the blind zone of the artillery.
"Master, Jiannu is in range!" The observation soldier's words sounded loudly in Yuan Chonghuan's ear.
"Shooting." Ning Xianlong gave the order without hesitation. There were too many cavalry to build slaves, and their horses were fast.
"boom."
"boom."
"boom."
…
The gunners are like riding a roller coaster several times. With each wave of shelling, the cavalry who builds slaves will slow down for a moment, which is an inspiration to them.
Their fingers were no longer numb, and when Ning Xianlong's instructions were delivered, they did not hesitate to pull the trigger.
"Tweet... Tweet..."
"Puff through... Puff through..."
"Chirp, chirp" is the sound of a long scream from the wounded horse before it falls to the ground, and "poof" is the sound of a soldier falling from the horse's back and hitting the ground at high speed.
The more than two hundred Jiannu cavalry who entered the range of the flintlock, without exception, all fell under the flintlock, and some soldiers still got several shots.
The cavalrymen of Jiannu did not lower their speed, and the cavalry behind quickly filled the vacancy in front; the same was true for the gunmen. The gunmen in the first row had finished shooting and were squatting on the ground to fill the ammunition. The gunmen in the second row had already prepared their flintlocks. complete.
"boom."
"boom."
"boom."
…
Because the gunmen in the first row were always squatting, and the gunmen in the second row were standing, it was a row of gunmen who did not affect their shooting.
There were no more than a hundred slave cavalry within the range of the flintlocks. Under the firing of thousands of flintlocks, all of them fell off their horses and were trampled into flesh by the horses behind them. The bloody water had already poured the dry mud. Very moisturizing.
"Boom... Long..."
The artillery of the Ming army continued to adjust the muzzle, and continued to bombard the Jian slave cavalry.
Every time the bomb hits the ground, the building of slaves will be delayed for a while, but the cavalry in front of them does not stop, and the cavalry of building slaves is gradually divided into several sections.
The flintlock has completed two waves of shooting, and Jiannu has lost nearly a thousand cavalry.
The ground is full of wounded soldiers, wounded war horses, soldiers' corpses, and war horses.
In front of the sound of flintlock guns and the flames of fire, some Lordless horses frightened Liushen Wuzhu. They couldn't find their home for a while, and could only stray randomly in the narrow area between the gunners of the Ming army and the cavalry who built slaves.
The cavalry who built slaves can ignore the human body, but the corpse of the horse and the running horses still affected their impact. In order to avoid these obstacles, the speed of the cavalry slowed down significantly.
The slower speed of the cavalry not only facilitated the aiming of the gunmen, but also increased their time within the range of the flintlock.
Another wave of shooting, and another slave soldier fell from a horse.
Wu Dabu at the back of the cavalry found that the Ming army's artillery had completely ceased. He straightened his waist and shouted: "I have entered the blind spot of the artillery, brothers, rush..."
Wuda couldn't say what was behind him. When he straightened his waist, he found that the cavalry team was already less than three hundred paces long. In other words, there were less than five hundred men after two rows of cavalry.
But the Ming army's flintlock guns were still shooting, and the cavalry had obviously not rushed into the Ming army's gun array.
Are so many warriors injured? Wu Dabu ran two steps sideways, he wanted to look at the situation ahead.
In the open space in front, it seems that a malignant tumor has grown. Soldiers and horses are everywhere, rolling, crawling, and wriggling. More soldiers and horses are piled together motionless. The highest place is the dead body of the horse and the soldier. Was already waist high.
These are our warriors? Wuda asked himself again, and now he can only ask himself, the Ming army’s flintlocks are uninterrupted shooting. When there is no artillery, the gunshots cover everything on the battlefield.
Wuda turned around and looked at Yue Tuo. Yue Tuo was still far away, sitting still on the horse, surrounded by dozens of his soldiers.
Uda gritted his teeth and flicked his whip. He surpassed the soldiers around him at an extremely fast speed. He was going to the front to see what happened to his warriors.
A wounded and frightened war horse was scurrying among the corpses of people and horses. Udabu suddenly accelerated and just hit the frightened horse. Udabu’s horse’s head was fitted with the frightened horse’s belly. .
Then the frightened horse was knocked to the ground, and its four hooves twitched vigorously in the air. It wanted to stand up. It found that all its efforts were in vain, so it simply lay sideways on the ground, accepting the arrangement of the longevity, only in its nostrils. Panting.
Udabu’s warhorse crooked and stopped completely. Udabu was unprepared. He rose from the horse back into the air, rotated a few three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, right. With a "click" on the shoulder, the shoulder blade and collarbone broke together.
Seeing the owner land, Wuda's war horse softened, and it slowly fell to the right. With a "bang", the horse landed on the ground and raised a dust.