In the past, when the Great Xia Kingdom was at its peak, even a traitor army like Bang Linglang would contribute to the alien race for a stable living environment or to be able to share a share of the spoils.

But now that the Han army has reached the city of Lingzhou and the future of the party is bleak, no one can expect the traitor army to fight firmly for the puppet Xia regime.

After the collision Ling Lang collapsed, the Iron Harrier who was closely following behind them lost cover and was exposed to the Chinese army.

They are different from Bang Linglang, the Great White High Country is their country, in addition to things like wealth and silk, they also have spiritual pursuits such as military merits and honor, these elite cavalry will naturally not be as demoralized as Bang Linglang, and they will not worry about their future - most of the Iron Harriers are the descendants of nobles, and their future is completely maintained with the Great White High Kingdom.

After the Iron Harrier and the Chinese army position came face to face, a military horn sounded in the cavalry formation, led by officers at all levels, and all the party cavalry shouted in unison, surging towards the Chinese army position.

"Prepare for a salvo!"

On the side of the Chinese army, from the moment the officers saw the Iron Harrier, they immediately reflexively began to restrain the discipline of shooting - they could naturally act at will against the infantry, but against the desperate cavalry, the importance of firepower density was still higher than accuracy.

The Chinese soldiers behind the breastwork began to quickly reorganize their formations, and the soldiers stood side by side, forming a dense line of guns.

Six thousand riflemen lined up in six full rows, and the soldiers in the second row extended their muzzles directly through the gap between their comrades in the front row, so that two thousand rifles could be pointed at the enemy at a time.

At this time, without sparing his horsepower, the Dang Xiang Iron Harrier, who had directly increased the speed of the horse to the fastest, had already crossed a distance of a hundred paces, and the Chinese soldiers could even see the enemy's hideous expression.

However, the Chinese army front stood still - compared to the Jurchen Iron Cavalry, the momentum of the Iron Harrier when charging was actually the same.

Eighty steps.

"Shoot!"

Woohoo!

A white smoke dragon rose from the Chinese position, and 2,000 rounds of bullets swept through the rapidly charging iron harriers, sweeping down countless party cavalry like a hurricane.

The Iron Harriers flipped on their backs for a while, and some of the horses that had lost their riders screamed and scurried around, blocking the way of the party members together with the corpses on the ground, and some of the poor riders did not pay attention and actually tripped a lot.

But the Iron Harrier was still charging, someone got up from the stirrup and threw light arrows at the Chinese army with the soft bow of the cavalry, and there was a soft snort from the Chinese position, and the Chinese army also paid some casualties, but the front itself remained unwavering.

After the firing was complete, the first and second columns of infantry turned to the rear to reload, and the third and fourth columns of infantry stepped forward to take over.

Sixty paces away.

Another round of furious firing, although there was no artillery support, but the strong combat effectiveness of the rifled guns and the density of the number of reparations, formed a terrifying killing, and the party members who rushed in front fell in clusters, and some of them hung upside down on the stirrups, allowing the wounded horses to drag them and jump and jump.

Forty parts away,

The fifth and sixth Chinese armies stepped forward, but before they could open fire, many party members were already desperate.

From their point of view, the Chinese army's muskets were lined up one after the other, as if they could never be finished.

Some of the young cavalry slowed down unconsciously, and only the most valiant veterans were still making desperate charges.

Then they were all killed by the third round of half-salvos.

At this time, the Iron Harriers had lost more than 600 men, and they were less than twenty paces away from the Chinese front.

But for a feudal army, the loss of a quarter of the troops is too serious, not to mention the loss of too many grassroots officers and veterans (they are the most heroic, the most determined, and therefore the highest proportion of deaths), and now no one orders the remaining cavalry to dismount and assault, all the cavalry who are still charging howl and crash into the breastwork, making a posture of directly stamping into the formation.

It's gambling.

Just bet on whose military spirit is more determined.

If the infantry can't withstand the weight of the cavalry charge, then once they start to waver, they may even collapse in fright, and then they will be easily harvested by the cavalry.

But if the infantry remained determined, the cavalry would simply crash directly into the position - they would now have no room to turn.

So, will the Chinese infantry waver?

Of course not.

They never wavered when they used their old weapons against the more ferocious Jurchen cavalry, let alone now used the rifles that now spanned the ages to face this group of guys who had already been beaten up.

Under the command of the officer's command and whistle, the infantry who had finished shooting calmly retreated, and the first and second columns of soldiers had already finished reloading and came behind the breastwork again.

As a result, the muzzles of 2,000 black holes were pointed at the ...... of the party members.

The screams rang out, some of the party cavalry closed their eyes in despair, the Chinese army did not shoot for the time being, and the mounts of the Iron Harriers who rushed to the front neighed, but they could not stop their steps, and a whole line of cavalry fell into the trench in front of the breastwork.

Man and horse kept filling the hellish trench, man on horse, horse on man, man on horse, full of tendon breaks and men roaring and neighing, at least five hundred horsemen and their horses died in that horrible mass grave, and dozens of others could not avoid crashing headlong against the low breastwork.

The earth on the breastwork fell downward, but the Chinese army remained unmoved, the deadly muzzle of the gun motionless pointed at the enemy at hand, and everyone waited, waiting for an opportunity to give the enemy the deadliest blow.

Finally, the opportunity came.

The Iron Harrier filled the trench with corpses and piled up a ramp in front of the breastwork, but the rest of the men hesitated in front of the terrifying passage - their morale was on the verge of collapse, and the reason why they had not yet turned to flee was because the back road had been blocked by the corpses of friendly soldiers.

"Fire!"

The party members also heard this desperate command, and before the whistling bullets hit them, countless iron harriers launched a desperate cry together.

It is indeed time to despair, and when they rushed to the front just now, they lost six hundred men. And they filled in the trenches and the breastwork, three or four hundred men.

With one-third of the casualties, even the most elite feudal army should be desperate, not to mention that although the Iron Harrier is strong, it cannot be regarded as the strongest feudal army.

At a near-zero distance, 2,000 bullets violently killed all the people and horses in their way, and in this round of shooting, the direct loss of the Iron Harrier exceeded 700, plus the previous casualties, it was already more than half!

"Charge !!"

Tick tock!!

The piercing trumpets sounded, and the Chinese infantry shouted in unison, holding their bayonets over the breastwork, and rushing towards the remnants of the Iron Harrier.