"It's too late."

Xu Shizhen, the commander of the cavalry company of the Jingyuan Brigade, whispered silently.

The Tartars suddenly flashed out from the east of Jinzhou City, and their horses were much better than the Jingyuan cavalry, so when they appeared in the field of vision, they were divided into two parts, covering the east and west sides of Jinzhou respectively, in order to prevent the infantry from being attacked by the Jingyuan brigade, which still could not all assemble together.

Xu Shizhen estimated that when they rushed in front of them, the Jingyuan cavalry on the other side would not be able to rush over.

This is the flaw of his third brother - Xu Shiyang especially likes to divide the troops into several parts and block all dangerous places step by step.

It's not easy to make mistakes in this way, but it seems to be very unspiritual, and it's easy to be attacked by an experienced opponent who gathers forces and is taken by surprise.

Xu Shizhen felt more and more that his third brother was not a general who played well on the spot - or to put it bluntly, in terms of command, Xu Shiyang was a mediocre general.

But.......

Xu Shizhen looked around, even if he could see that it was impossible for the reinforcements to arrive before the arrival of the Tartars, everyone could only use about 500 half-hanging cavalry to fight against the 7 or 8 hundred Tartar iron cavalry, but all the comrades in half of the Jingyuan Brigade did not show any panicked expressions.

'The third brother's ability to train soldiers is really strong. ’

Xu Shizhen has absolute confidence in the quality of the soldiers of the New Army.

In that case, let's try it with quality!

"Dismount!"

Li Xiushen, the deputy brigade commander who was born in Xu Shiyang's earliest "child guards" and is now in charge of the command of half of the Jingyuan Brigade, gave an order, 480 soldiers from 4 mounted infantry companies dismounted at the same time, and each company was divided into 20 people to take care of the horses, and the remaining 400 soldiers were armed with short muskets and lined up in two thin battle lines, blocking the road that the Tartars must pass.

According to the infantry drill code, if the enemy cavalry rushes into formation, the infantry should set up a defensive phalanx, and the Jingyuan brigade is half an infantry, so the infantry drill code should be carried out at this time.

However, Li Xiushen trusted his subordinates very much, and the Jingyuan Brigade, as one of the earliest formed units of the New Army, was the only unit that did not carry out large-scale veteran rotation during the formation of the army, and even continuously replenished veterans who could ride horses from other brigades (such as Xu Shizhen), so the Jingyuan Brigade was the unit with the highest proportion of veterans in the entire New Army, which was higher than the Dingyuan Brigade.

These veterans are Li Xiushen, who dares to face the Tartar cavalry charge, and is the biggest capital to put on a seemingly thin two-column horizontal formation.

'You can't set up a phalanx, if the Tartars bypass me, they will have a chance to directly storm the artillery positions, and they must be blocked here. ’

Li Xiushen secretly thought to himself:

'My musket has a short barrel, a much worse range and accuracy than an infantry flintlock pistol, and even a bayonet, and I will not have a second chance to shoot. ’

'My biggest reliance is the first volley! ’

Opposite the Jingyuan cavalry, 700 heavily armed Jin Army cavalry trotted close to the charging distance.

One of the Jurchen Moukes in charge of commanding these cavalry squinted at the battlefield for a moment, and then was overjoyed.

The array of Han Chinese wearing uniform red uniforms on the opposite side is very thin, only two rows of battle lines in front and back, and these two rows of battle lines are also tightly together, looking like a thin red line.

This red line was very long, and it almost completely blocked the route of his charge.

But this doesn't seem to make sense - if there is no road, then it would be better to go straight to the Han people.

As long as he can break through, this thin red line will immediately become waste, and he can even force the rout to charge the enemy's artillery.

"Chance!"

Mouk shouted:

"Everyone follows Lao Tzu! Kill it! ”

Someone blew the conch horn, and the 700 cavalry followed behind Mook, gradually beginning to accelerate.

2,800 horses' hooves slammed into the ground, and the rumbling sound of horses' hooves shook people's hearts; All the Tartars screamed in unison, a high-pitched and piercing cry that pierced the eardrums.

At all times, the momentum of the cavalry charge was very impressive, and in the past, there were often infantry who were crushed by this momentum before they could make contact with the enemy, so that they were easily victorious by fighting more with less.

But this time, the Tartars faced the new army of Qi Province, which had gradually modernized, although they were inferior in terms of strength, although they were infantry against cavalry, and although the enemy's momentum was very amazing and had many terrifying reputations, all the Jingyuan cavalry stood still, like two rows of statues, holding guns in both hands and quietly waiting for the enemy to take the initiative to approach.

Fifty paces away, many Tartar cavalry stood up in stirrups, and these skilled veterans gave up their reins and perfectly controlled their horses with only their legs, and with their free hands their bows and arrows, leaned forward, howling and throwing light arrows at the Qi army.

At this distance, shooting with a mounted bow is more of a disturbance than a harassing attack.

The soldiers of the Jingyuan Brigade completely ignored the light arrows flying in front of them, and still maintained their original posture, quietly waiting for the moment when the victory or defeat would be decided.

The distance between the two armies was close to forty paces, and Tartar Mouke had a trace of panic for no reason, and he even began to wonder if he was really facing human beings - because in his impression, no infantry could so calmly face the psychological pressure given by superior cavalry - not to mention that the Han people could not do it, even if it was a real Jurchen warrior, it was impossible to be in such a thin formation without changing his face.

But that's what his enemies did.

Approaching thirty paces, the infantry in short red uniforms remained immovable, not even raising their guns.

Li Xiushen calmly looked at the enemy in front of him, and it was not until he could see clearly the hideous and distorted ugly face of the Tartar on the opposite side that he gave the first order loudly:

"Raise your gun, aim!"

Immediately, Xu Shizhen and the other 3 company commanders repeated the order at the same time:

"Raise your gun, aim!"

The two rows of soldiers raised their guns at the same time, and the soldiers of the second row stretched out the barrels of their guns through the gap between their comrades in front of them, and 400 flintlock pistols were held in both hands, with the butts of their guns against their shoulders, and pointed firmly at the enemy, who was already only 20 paces away.

"Ready!"

"Ready!"

Xu Shizhen repeated Li Xiushen's order, his mind went blank, and he did not feel the slightest fear or the slightest feeling of excitement.

He and all the soldiers were like machines at this time, quietly waiting for the final order.

Ten steps away.

Xu Shizhen even felt that he had smelled the foul smell of Tartar's mouth.

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

Woohoo Woo !!

A large cloud of gunpowder smoke rose above the heads of the soldiers of the Jingyuan Brigade, and long tongues of fire erupted from the barrels of their guns, and 400 flintlock muskets fired at the same time, and nearly 370 guns were successfully fired, with a firing rate of more than 9 percent.

A dense stream of lead bullets swept through the Tartar cavalry array like scythes, and the entire two rows of cavalry in front, including the Mouk himself, fell from their horses in unison.

The deafening sound of gunfire and the pungent smoke of gunpowder irritated the sensitive nasal cavity of the war horse, and the horse that had lost the control of its master screamed and stood up, completely blocking the assault route of all the Tartar cavalry behind it.

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