'Bang, bang, bang', the volley of fire guns that sounded again on the battle array woke up the hesitant Yingordai in his heart.

Seeing that the Ming army fired the third triple shot so quickly, Ying Erdai was stunned to find that he didn't need to hesitate at all.

In this battle situation, there is no need to consider the use of cavalry to cooperate with the frontal charge.

Ying Erdai saw very clearly that although the number of soldiers who were attacking head-on with the Yellow Banner was greatly reduced in this round of shooting by the Ming army, it was in exchange for the retreat of the soldiers.

Perhaps in a short period of time, as many as 20% of the casualties have changed the mentality of the armorers. The pace of the soldiers' charge has become noticeably sluggish. They bent over, eager to shrink behind their shields.

The frightened appearance of the armor soldiers has completely lost the slightest shadow of the soldiers of the past.

Seeing the frightened appearance of the armorers, Ying Erdai felt that not to mention rushing another 40 steps, with the frequency of the Ming army's firearms, if these armorers did not retreat, maybe the next moment, the armorers would collapse and retreat on their own.

"The armor retreats."

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Ying Ordai immediately issued an order to retreat.

Ying Erdai knew very well that if he didn't give an order at this time, once the armor soldiers directly collapsed, the main formation of the Zhenghuang Banner might collapse.

Watching the retreating bullhorn sound, looking at the Yellow Banner armorers who were struggling to support themselves under the flintlock pistol, as if they had been pardoned, and watching the armor soldiers even ignore the lives of their fallen comrades, they hurriedly retreated. Yingordai's heart was desolate.

He was about to lose this battle.

Is this the real elite of Daming?

It was less than half an hour before the Ming army came out of the battle, and the real confrontation between the two armies was less than a quarter of an hour, but the elite of the Zhenghuang Banner that he was proud of was already on the verge of defeat.

You must know that just before the elite of the Ming army came out, he was still ambitious, wanting to take the great achievement of completely defeating the Khalkha Ministry into his arms.

But now, he seems to have been reduced to a fight for survival.

The ups and downs of this life made Ying Ordai feel as if he was sitting in a dream, an incomparably terrible nightmare.

He shook his head vigorously, as if trying to shake himself out of his nightmare. But after shaking violently, the vision is still so dazzling and heart-piercing.

Seeing that the armor had withdrawn from the battle, the shield cart of the Ming army was still parked in place, motionless.

Seeing the Khalkha tribes still in the distance, still in place, without the slightest sign of attack.

Turning his head to look at the hastily withdrawn armor soldiers, although they described it as a little embarrassed, they had already tried to re-array. Ingordai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

It's okay, it's okay.

"Ten steps forward on the fine ride."

While leading his guards to ride to the front of the battle, Ying Ordai anxiously ordered: "Hurry, hurry, quickly get back the horses, and everyone will get on the horses." ”

Through the thin smoke of gunpowder outside the firing port, seeing the Tartar armor soldiers abandon their dead and wounded companions, and retreat back in embarrassment, Niu Jinxing calmly blew the whistle indicating a ceasefire.

This is the so-called elite of the Tartars who are not afraid of death?

This is the so-called Tartar who wins all battles?

Why did you retract it as soon as you hit it?

Looking at the Tartar armor who was gradually moving away from the car, Niu Jinxing pursed his lips with disdain: "This is retreating, no cowards!" ”

Although he was despising the Tartars, Niu Jinxing widened his eyes and carefully observed the movements of the Tartars without blinking.

The fact that the Tartars were forced to retreat at this time does not say anything.

The Tartars are only playing against the junior team for the first time. They are very unfamiliar with the tactics of the junior team, as well as the range and power of the flintlock pistol, which will make them suffer a big loss as soon as they fight.

After suffering a loss, the Tartar retreats and adjusts, which is also a common response on the battlefield. Niu Jinxing believes that with the battlefield experience of the Tartars, after adjustment, the Tartars will attack again, which is the real test of the junior team.

Seeing the Tartar armor retreating to their original places, they began to hurriedly re-array; Seeing the Tartar cavalry pressing forward a few steps to block his vision; Niu Jinxing's heart couldn't help but rise.

During the exercise, the junior team also practiced this tactic. This kind of enemy rushing the carriage with fine horses is the most headache and the tactic that Niu Jinxing is the most reluctant to encounter.

The attacking formation of the thirty wagons of the junior team was closely aligned, and the line of opening up was too short; 80 paces apart, the distance from the enemy is too close; And three guns in one cart are not enough to stop the Tartar elite cavalry charging at full speed.

Niu Jinxing remembered very clearly that during the drill, the elite cavalry rushed through 80 steps, and even if the junior team fired at the fastest speed, it could only shoot two shots.

Two shots, even two shots from flintlock pistols, in the face of the surging cavalry, two shots that could not be fired in a salvo to gather fire, the blocking power was completely insufficient.

Therefore, in the exercise, once the enemy army begins to charge with cavalry, the battle will enter the most brutal stage.

The enemy rode hard, and Niu Jinxing's carriage department would lose the dominance of the current battle. They will act as an obstacle in front of the battle, trying their best to cooperate with the soldiers behind the car in battle.

At that point, there will also be the worst results studied by the junior team. The outcome of the battle, perhaps, will ultimately be decided by the Khalkha Ministry.

With the results of the drill as a guide, as soon as he found that the Tartar spirit horse began to press forward, Niu Jinxing's hairs stood up all over his body, and he did not hesitate to blow the whistle in his mouth again.

Target, 80 paces away enemy cavalry, fire.

The enemy cavalry wants to attack so calmly and calmly?

I will not allow it!

With the sound of the whistle, Niu Jinxing viciously pulled the trigger of the flintlock pistol in his hand.

A whistle is a command.

Hearing the whistle of Niu Venus, the muskets of the junior team did not hesitate to fire a volley again.

'Bang', accompanied by the loud sound of musket volleys, the Yellow Banner cavalry, who had just pressed to the front of the formation, suddenly turned into a mess on their backs.

So effective?

Seeing the effect of the shooting, Niu Jinxing's eyes widened in surprise.

Yes, how did he forget, at a distance of 80 paces, the flintlock pistol of the junior team still has good lethality against unarmored targets.

The cavalry of the Tartars were not their armor, and the cavalry, especially the horses of the Tartars, were not armoured. Which tall war horses are good targets that are big and easy to aim.

The excited Niu Venus reached out to take the wheel-fired flintlock pistol handed from behind his back, aimed slightly, and blew the firing whistle in his mouth hard.

He wanted to take advantage of the fact that the Tartar cavalry had not yet started, and as many Tartar horses as possible.

'Bang, bang', in the volley of fire from the Ming army, Ying Erdai relied on his riding skills and took a lot of effort to pacify the war horse under his crotch.

The guns of the Ming army suddenly reappeared, and not only the cavalry were unlucky, but even the war horses of Yingordai were injured by stray bullets.

Although the lucky war horse only scratched a little skin, Ying Ordai was almost thrown directly under the horse by the injured war horse.

If it weren't for his good riding skills, maybe...

Pacifying the war horses, Ying Ordai's eyes as he looked at the junior team had completely turned into horror.

80 steps, the guns of the Ming army in the past have never caused damage to anyone at this distance. Inordai was completely caught off guard.

"The new firearm of the Ming army is so sharp!"

Experiencing the power of the Ming army's new firearms, Ying Ordai finally understood the feelings of the stormtrooper.

The new firearm of the Ming army is indeed something that flesh and blood cannot resist.

Looking at the smoke of gunpowder rising from the shield car of the Ming army, and then looking at the chaotic cavalry on their backs. The horror and sadness in Yingordai's heart eventually turned into despair.

There is no chance of winning this battle, if you don't want to lose the whole army, then there is only...

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