Chapter 94 Facing the Enemy Head-on

On the Double Ninth Day of the first year of Chongzhen, on this day of grief for the deceased, a group of soldiers and horses suddenly killed in the Chakma grassland.

This army occupied the main road of the Chakma steppe and completely blocked the road to the east of Lin Dan Khan's troops. Being cut off from the back road, Minter had no choice but to temporarily put aside the attack on the Naiman Department and turn around to solve the trouble of the Chakma Grassland first.

The Chakma steppe, which had just been calm for less than two days, was brewing a big war again.

In autumn, there is a cool breeze in the sky, but the sun is still like fire. On the ancient Chakma grassland, more than 3,000 soldiers and horses lined up in a compact formation.

Iron shields in front, muskets in the back, and cavalry ready to outflank at any moment. The five battalions of Han and Mongolia are facing a formal battle for the first time, and everything is unknown how to cooperate.

This battle cannot be retreated, and once retreated, it will not be a Mint when the time comes, and Dolgon, who is hiding in the shadows, will pounce on him and bite him.

There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests, and this sentence can not be wrong at any time.

What Dolgon wanted was credit, he didn't care who he killed, as long as it allowed him to return to Shenyang to recover his life, he wouldn't care about cooperating with Minter.

Therefore, Dolgon must be given hope that after the two sides can swallow this piece of fat at the lowest cost, then it will be all done.

"Azige, the cavalry is entrusted to you to be responsible, you must suppress the cavalry, no one is allowed to rush forward without an order, especially the serial abduction horse, the cavalry must be used on the blade."

"Don't worry, I know what to do, but aren't you afraid that Dorgon will stab us in the back?"

"Perhaps, but as long as we can resist Minter's attack, Dorgon won't attack us. He's an ambitious man, and he's smart, and he's not so stupid as to tell which piece of meat is fatter. ”

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Minter's department has 5,000 cavalry and 5,000 infantry, which can be described as a strong army. Therefore, from the very beginning, Mint did not talk about the more than 3,000 Han soldiers and horses.

In the steppe, who were the Mongolian warriors afraid of? Even the elite of the majestic Xuanfu did not dare to defeat the cavalry of the Mongol warriors with weak troops. What Minter really cares about is the cavalry under the command of Azig, and these Naiman cavalry are the real henchmen.

Follow the sun and look at the big array in the distance. The tall and thick shields, the fire guns sticking out, hehe, these Han people are really stupid, they haven't grown up for hundreds of years.

This stupid formation, a firearm as slow as a snail, has suffered many losses, and they still do not accept the lesson. Even if those shields were higher and thicker, would they be able to hold back the iron hooves of the Mongol warriors?

Minter has experienced too many battles, he has fought with the Jurchens, and he has also fought with the Ming border army, and it is precisely because of his rich experience that he inevitably makes the mistake of arrogant empiricism.

"Mu Lie, rush over with the cavalry, I'll give you half an hour, and you must give me to disperse these hateful Han people. I'm going to kill all these stupid lambs and show them how sharp the scimitars of the Lower Mongol warriors are! ”

"Roar!" A strange howl came out of Mu Lie's mouth, and he took the lead in charging away with his scimitar in his hand.

Thousands of cavalry charged in unison, like rushing water, as if it could destroy everything. The rumbling of horses' hooves and the trembling of the earthquake also shook the young hearts of the soldiers.

In front of the countless cavalry, some of the timid ones had already trembled with their hands, and their hands trembling with their firearms.

Zhou Dingshan held a gun and stood at the front of the formation, "All calm down, the Mongols can't break through our shield wall, hold the fire guns in your hands, don't panic, listen to my orders." ”

"One hundred zhang..... Eighty zhang ...... Fifty zhang ...... First team, put ......"

"Fifty zhang..... The second team put ......"

"Set up a tripod, fix the shield wall, and the shield hand crouches...... Spearmen stab ......"

"Third team..... Put ....."

Bang bang, the smoke cleared, and the Mongols who were charging against the projectiles fell in rows. There were some older cavalrymen who clearly felt that the Han people on the opposite side were shooting more intensively and more frequently.

But the cavalry in the charge can't turn the horse's head, and the smart people have secretly slowed down.

Mint, who was far behind, also found that the cavalry had suffered too many casualties during the charge. But he didn't order the troops to retreat, hmph, the casualties were a bit big, as long as he rushed over and broke up the formation of the Han people, those Han people would become a flock of lambs scurrying around.

I've seen this scene too many times......

Bang bang bang.....

Amid the wailing, cavalry continued to fall, but the Mongols still charged forward. After paying a huge price, the vanguard finally rushed under the shield wall.

The skilled Mongols controlled the horses to trample on the slightly inclined shields, a trick that had been tried and tested in the past, and when the horses' hooves were stepped on, the shields would be trampled to death and injured even by the Han people behind them. But this time, the horse's hooves seemed to be trampled on the steel plate, and the top of the shield was dented in the dirt below, and it did not fall in the slightest, but the horse neighed in pain.

In shock, countless spears poked out of the cracks in the shield wall, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of war horses were stabbed. Under the pain, the war horse roared wildly, and many cavalry were thrown off.

The cavalrymen who fell to the ground were either trampled to death by the horses behind them, or poked to death by spears.

The fierce Mongols began to step on their horses, condescendingly, and jumped behind the shield wall, but they were greeted by the long-waiting swordmen.

The cavalry vanguard could not break through the shield wall and could not break through the gap. The cavalry was most afraid of not casualties, but that their speed was stopped and they could not continue to advance. What advantage does a cavalry have when they lose their speed and cannot charge back and forth?

The speed of the Mongol cavalry was halted, and the suppressed musketeers began to exert their might again. At this time, countless Mongolian cavalry who had slowed down were all crowded in front of the shield wall, and there was no need to be afraid of aiming at all.

"The second team withdrew..... The three teams let go ....." Hao Sancang pulled his throat and shouted loudly, "Damn, the spearmen are on the ground, don't block the design route of the musketeers......"

"Let it go...... Put ......"

The gunfire was incessant, and each shot meant that more Mongols fell. Finally, after the Mongol cavalry gathered, the shock formation became chaotic, and those in front wanted to retreat in order to survive, and those in the back wanted to rush forward.

By this time, Minter finally sensed that something was wrong. Almost instinctively, in order to keep more cavalry, he could only order to withdraw first and reorganize the attack.

The sound of the horn sounded, revealing great sadness, and the Mongol cavalry began to retreat in batches.

At this time, the suppressed and breathless Tie Mo finally showed a smile.

"Azige, group the kidnapping horse, pounce, you must not let Mint reorganize the formation!"

Azige, who had been waiting for a long time, pulled out his waist knife and hit his horse away, and soon there was a coquettish sound in the distance.

"Group of kidnappers and horses, the cavalry on both wings escorted the middle guard battalion, advanced in turn, and killed ....."

"Huh..... Ooh..... ....."

The roar of the waves resounded through the grassland, and a cavalryman in black chain mail slowly walked to the front of the formation. Men and horses are in armor, iron ropes are linked, and straight swords are shining in the sun.