As a soldier with more than ten years of military career, a powerful person who has really stepped from the bottom to the important general of the country, Ma Dajun's whole face became completely grim after seeing this cavalry team that was getting closer and closer.

Whether it is a strong army or not, and how strong it is, Ma Dajun is not boasting, he can see it at a glance!

For so many years, I have never looked away.

This absolute certainty does not come from his one-eyed, but from feeling.

The soul of an army determines the combat effectiveness of an army, which is the so-called military soul as the saying goes.

The military spirit cannot be seen or touched, and there are many ways to express it, some of the army is as imposing as a tiger, and some are tenacious.

But no matter which one of them, there is one thing in common, that is, the characteristics of this army are conveyed to the outside world in some way all the time.

Shouting, singing, or even acting in unison are all ways of expression.

But like the armored horse in front of him, the horse army has never seen it.

A cavalry that was charging, and there was no murmur except for the sound of horses' hooves falling to the ground.

If there is no sound of horses' hooves, close your eyes, you can't even feel this army, and you can't feel any murderous aura.

How can an army that has no vitality be murderous?

"Zhou Jinshan is not unjustly lost."

Ma Dajun said solemnly: "Even if it is any cavalry guard in the Beijing camp, it is impossible to be the opponent of this army. ”

"yes."

The staff officer beside him also took a deep breath: "Fortunately, there are not many of them. ”

The number of Mamluk armored cavalry was about 10,000 or 20,000 at its peak, and it was time-consuming and laborious to cultivate, not at all like the conventional cavalry, as long as the war horses were sufficient, one or two years of training could pull up one.

"So what?"

Disdain hung on the corners of Ma Dajun's mouth, and he watched as the cavalry team gradually approached the area of the horse pit.

"Times have changed, whether cavalry or infantry, sooner or later they will have to give way to the firearms army."

During his two years in Nanjing, Ma Dajun's horizons broadened a lot, and he also saw with his own eyes the super heavy artillery with a caliber of several tens of inches being developed by the Ministry of Industry.

This cannon is extremely cumbersome, requiring four horses to drag, and it is impossible to count on it for moving in the field, but it is a nightmare for the enemy to use it for siege and defense.

"Notify the artillery array, prepare for fire."

The troops who had been guarding the artillery position and covering it tightly separated to the left and right, exposing the dark holes of one gate, and countless gunners began to calibrate the angle and measure the distance, and one by one the fire folds were taken out, and when this armored horse stepped into the trap, two hundred artillery pieces would cover the target area indiscriminately in an instant.

When all the gunpowder smoke clears, no matter how bullshit he is a strong army in the world, he is doomed to ashes.

It's just a pity that the enemy is not a fool.

Just when it was about four hundred zhang away from the Ming army array, the silent cavalry team stopped, and then, more than a dozen scout teams were divided into groups and continued to move forward.

Some horses broke their legs and lay on the ground wailing, and some unlucky riders even broke their necks after falling, but there were always a few people who could stand up, and then these people turned over and continued to run sideways until they fell unconscious.

The armoured cavalry turned their horses, and instead of retreating, they changed their jogging to sprinting and headed south.

"The enemy army is roundabout, this is to attack the flank of our army!"

Ma Dajun roared.

Although he also took precautions at this point, the area of the horse pit was by no means limited to this area, including the outer area that extended to the flank, but the enemy was obviously not stupid, how could they directly set foot in an unknown area without exploring?

What's even worse is that the artillery emplacements need to be transferred immediately!

Hundreds of guns need to turn their muzzles and move a distance, at least two quarters of an hour.

Judging by the speed of the sprint of the war horse under the enemy's crotch, in two quarters of an hour, Ma Dajun felt that his head should have been trampled into flesh.

"Jia Qing, Meng Sheng."

"The end will be."

The two generals roared in response.

"Each of you has a guard and immediately plunges into the siege, and you must not let our Chinese army fall into a situation of flanking from the front and rear."

"No."

Although there have been changes, the Ma army is not chaotic at all, and the opponent will meet the good talent when he meets the opponent, and it is a common thing for soldiers to change the end of the war.

"The artillery array was immediately transferred, and it moved one mile south to fall into battle, and Lu Chong."

"The end will be."

It was none other than Zhou Jinshan's deputy general who stood up.

"Take your cavalry guards and give me a second quarter of an hour."

Although it is 5,000 against 5,000, everyone knows at this moment that this is no longer a reciprocal war.

Ma Dajun glanced at Lu Chong deeply: "Don't lose the face of the Ming soldiers." ”

The latter had a slight smile on his face.

"The horse leather shroud is the highest honor for soldiers, long live our emperor, long live the Ming Dynasty!"

The military formation began to move rapidly, and the five thousand remaining Ming cavalry tightened their reins, drew their waist knives, and shouted in unison under the golden light of the rising sun.

"Kill!"

The horse's hooves flew over the dirt, and with an indomitable momentum, the remaining half of the cavalry guards quickly broke away from the Chinese army, and started a life-and-death race with the armored cavalry who began to detour, and then completely broke away from the military formation.

Breaking away from the military formation means that the protection of the trap area is completely lost.

Lu Chong and his cavalry guards will engage this armored cavalry marching at high speed for the second time.

That night outside the city of Panipat, Lu Chong didn't even really see the enemy clearly, so he had to accept the shame of defeat, and this time, Lu Chong, including the entire cavalry guard, was eager to fight once.

At this moment, life and death are no longer important

"Kill!"

Between the staggering, the frightening flood swept by, and the Yanling knife in Lu Chong's hand brought up a flying head, but Lu Chong was not the slightest happy.

Because in this short exchange, the dead enemy, on his body, from the right chest to the abdominal cavity, left a wound that almost disemboweled.

"What a sharp knife."

His jaw trembled slightly because of the pain, and Lu Chong lowered his head slightly, looking at his battle armor that was split in two, and his body that was infused with blood.

Lu Chong couldn't understand why this enemy didn't dodge in the face of his beheading knife, and insisted on exchanging his life for his life.

Looking around him, Lu Chong's heart trembled even more.

There are so many familiar faces missing.

"Wow!"

The sound of horses' hooves was sounding, and it was clear that the group of Mamluks did not intend to give Lu Chong extra time, and they pounced again.

It's still the same silence, or the same brushing knife chopping, simply without dragging the mud and water.

"Die."

A hundred households knew that it was difficult for the knife in their hands to cut through the enemy's armor, and when they were about to stagger, they suddenly jumped out, and at the moment of jumping, the shock swept over his waist and split his whole person in two, but the decisive upper body still knocked down this enemy, and the moment they fell off the horse, the two were trampled into meat by countless horses' hooves.

Isn't it just life for life!

"The Ming army is mighty!"

Another fight made Lu Chong add a fatal wound to his body again, and his consciousness began to collapse, but he still roared, relying on the spirit of this strong fight, Lu Chong tied himself to the horse, and then slashed on the butt of the war horse under his crotch.

The painful war horse galloped wildly, and at this time, the immediate Lu Chong had completely lost his vitality.

His corpse, along with his horse, will crash into the enemy line.

Da Ming's son will only die on the road of charging.

The resolute will and the spirit of not fearing death inspired the surviving Ming soldiers, who did not collapse, did not flee, followed behind Lu Chong, continued to charge, and calmly faced death.

In the military formation behind him, Ma Dajun's body began to tremble.

"Ma Shuai, send some reinforcements and let the cavalry guards withdraw."

A staff officer's eyes were bloody: "If you continue to be entangled like this, the cavalry guard, the entire guard will be wiped out, and the brothers will die!" ”

Cavalry to cavalry, whether they want to admit it or not, the cavalry guards are being hanged.

"That's their mission!"

Ma Dajun roared angrily: "The artillery array is about to settle, now send additional reinforcements, the enemy and us are entangled, what is the point of transferring the artillery array, not to mention, can the infantry be entangled with this cavalry, once it can't be entangled, let the enemy continue to shift direction, what is the point of the sacrifice of the cavalry guard!" ”

"Then let's just watch our brothers die?"

A young staff officer couldn't stand it anymore and suddenly bowed his head and began to cry.

It was said that it was two quarters of an hour, but in order to settle the artillery array, the five thousand comrades and siblings held out for nearly half an hour, and they were in charge again and again, until the dead and wounded were exhausted and the whole army was annihilated.

And most of that armor ride is still retained!

"Ma Shuai, the artillery array is ready!"

At this time, a voice sounded, followed by the hysterical roar of Ma Dajun.

"Fire!"

Hundreds of cannons ready to go, hundreds of gunners who have already cried in their eyes, hundreds of shells that condense the fire of anger, all fused together, they want revenge!

The artillery began to roar and roar, like a beast with teeth and claws, eager to tear the enemy in front of it to pieces.

Countless dusty bodies flew up, and countless stumps and severed arms ascended to heaven.

"Don't stop, the artillery washes the floor!"

Ma Dajun kept roaring: "Shoot all the shells out for me, and Ben Shuai will blow them up into powder, and blow them up into powder." ”

Shot after shot, round after round, the dust and smoke that filled the air made Ma Dajun unable to see even what was happening in front of him, but his ears would not deceive him.

He could hear the neighing of horses, he could hear explosions.

Until, the black shadows scattered by the stars gradually appeared and rushed out in the smoke of gunpowder!

Five thousand armored horsemen, there were less than five or six hundred left in this terrifying washing ground, but they rushed out of the area covered by dead artillery fire.

Moreover, they are still charging towards the Ming army!

"Fuck it, fuck it!"

Ma Dajun scolded, what is the army of madmen, he saw it today.

Artillery fire is like the power of Thor, huge lethality, indescribable psychological deterrence, no army can rush through this minefield of death, they will collapse, they will be defeated, they should also collapse.

But today, there is such an army, after completely annihilating the enemy who blocked it, after crossing this terrible minefield of death, it is still charging!

From the perspective of a soldier, Ma Dajun respects this opponent.

"The Mongol cavalry is not unjustly defeated."

It is really not a shame for such an opponent to fight 20,000 in a frontal field battle but 5,000, even if it was the Mongol cavalry in the heyday brought out by Genghis Khan.

But the Ming Dynasty is by no means just about the two hundred long-range artillery.

There's still a metal storm waiting for them.

Thirty zhang, the maximum coverage radius of power.

The overwhelming metal projectiles shot out, shattering countless fragments of iron armor, and also shattering the T-shaped armor that had been on the heads of this group of cavalrymen, revealing young faces.

The horses were in the end, their limbs flying sideways, and the last few hundred armored riders fell again in the metal storm, and only the charging behind their teammates survived.

They slammed into the shield wall in the front row of the Ming army.

Like a boulder smashed into the ocean, it was not the splash of water that was stirred up, but the Ming soldiers who rose into the air, and it was a piece of blood spurting out of the air.

"Two or three hundred people, how can you mess with our Chinese army!"

A staff officer waved his flag, and under the shield wall, a crouching knife hand slashed at the leg of the slowed horse.

And these Mamluks, who tumbled off their horses, were doomed to lose the possibility of getting up again the moment they fell.

A short spear stabbed into their heads through the T-shaped gap!

Even those who are lucky enough not to fall to the ground are caught in the encirclement.

"Surrender, Ben Shuai will spare you death."

The Mamluks could not understand the words of the Ma army, and even in the face of the encirclement of dozens or hundreds of Ming troops, they did not flinch, and the steel knives in their hands were still waving, killing until they died.

The 5,000 armored horsemen disappeared, and all the dead and wounded.

In the whole army, only a few dozen people who fainted were captured by the Ming army.

And none of the sober surrendered.

"A few hundred people, almost breaking up our army's formation."

A staff officer's tone trembled, and he exclaimed: "If it weren't for the entanglement of the cavalry guards and the killing and wounding of the artillery array, once these 5,000-strong troops were allowed to come in, our Chinese army would be in danger." ”

"At that time, the 20,000 light cavalry of the overlord of Chu broke through and broke Liu Bang's 560,000 army in a battle outside Pengcheng, and the marshal thought it was boasting, but if the marshal had this elite cavalry in hand, it would be a million army, and it should be defeated in a war."

The soldiers' pity is indescribable, Ma Dajun hated this armored cavalry very much, because the latter killed at least more than 10,000 Ming soldiers before and after, including the entire cavalry guard, but the identity of the soldier made Ma Dajun respectful.

"Anyway, this henchman of our army is in great trouble, and it is gone."

Ma Dajun shook his spirits and turned to look at Isgreen Castle.

"Next, our army can go all out, send an order to the whole army, step through this city, and leave no chickens and dogs!"

After three poles of sunshine, the sun gradually moved westward, and the sun no longer dazzling shone on the head of the castle of Islu.

The sun will eventually set, and when a new day comes, it will rise as usual.

With the end of one empire, there will be a new one.

Rise!