While Yang Zhaoji was entangled, Li Zicheng was not idle, and the soldiers of Liu Yunshui, Li Guo, and Ma Youshui were all waiting for military orders. He saw that the Ganzhou army showed no signs of action for a while, so he asked the herald to summon Liu Yunshui and Li Guo.

As soon as Liu Yunshui jumped off his horse, he couldn't wait to say: "My lord, the Ganzhou army is stupid, should we use cavalry to rush?" ”

"To attack is to attack." Li Zicheng recruited Li Guo again and whispered a few words to the two of them.

Liu Yunshui was immediately dumbfounded: "My lord, the Ganzhou army is all infantry, why don't you use cavalry to charge the formation?" If they are divided...... Outflanking ......"

"There are steel carts outside the Ganzhou army array, try to rush with your war horse?" Li Zicheng glared at him, and said, "Execute the order!" ”

"Yes, sir!" Liu Yunshui was so frightened that he stuck out his tongue, swallowed what he was going to say later, saluted Li Zicheng, and returned to the headquarters with Li Guo.

Suddenly, the cavalry on the left and right wings of the Xining Army urged, and the sand brought up by the horse's hooves floated into the air.

The Ganzhou soldiers hurriedly blocked the steel-framed carts around, and the soldiers slipped to the core, perhaps accustomed to seeing the Mongolian cavalry, and they did not look at the hundreds of cavalry of Liu Yunshui and Li Guo.

However, they still use their bows and arrows, or use firearms such as bird guns and three-eyed guns, and once the Xining cavalry approaches, these long-range strike weapons will greet them mercilessly.

When the Xining cavalry advanced to about one hundred and fifty steps, the Ganzhou soldiers in the formation squatted down, only half of their heads were exposed, but they soon found that the squatting was redundant, and it was completely a waste of energy, and the Xining cavalry only had bright spears and short knives in their hands, and there were no bows and arrows at all, and there were no quivers on their waists, and there were no bows on their shoulders.

"Are they going to charge?" Yang Zhaoji was secretly happy in his heart, and withdrew all the soldiers who were guarding outside the cart into the formation, waiting for the Xining cavalry to come and attack the formation.

But he was soon disappointed, and the Xining cavalry did not prepare to charge, but slowed down their horses and came to a complete halt at a hundred paces.

Yang Zhaoji felt a thrill in his heart, and a cold sweat came out, the Xining cavalry was going to cut off his back road back to the city!

Moreover, they stayed a hundred paces away, and the firearms, bows and arrows of the Ganzhou army could not reach them at all.

Could it be that everything about yourself is in the other party's calculations?

The Xining cavalry was blocked by the steel carts of the Ganzhou army, and did not rashly attack, but the Ganzhou army was infantry, and could only rely on the cart formation to confront them, and the infantry itself moved very slowly, and if it was followed by the cavalry, it would be difficult to retreat to Ganzhou City.

The mobility of the cavalry is infinitely magnified at this moment!

"My lord, the Xining infantry is here!"

Yang Zhaoji turned his head to see that the Xining infantry on the frontal battlefield was slowly moving forward, although there were many deserts in this land, the terrain was extremely open and flat, and the Xining infantry was almost unchanged in formation, pushing forward flat.

At this time, the formation of the entire Xining Army was like a huge triangle, and the cavalry on both sides trapped the left and right wings of the Ganzhou Army, and extended and closed forward, blocking the Ganzhou Army's way back to the city.

Yang Zhaoji's body is like an air conditioner working in the summer, his body is cold, and his body is sweating.

Li Zicheng didn't know that Yang Zhaoji had been frightened to the point of hot and cold, he put aside Ma Youshui, and personally commanded the gunners to move forward, and in the time of a cigarette, the gunners had stopped in front of the Ganzhou army and kept a distance of 200 steps.

What should come will always come!

Yang Zhaoji knew that the Ganzhou army had been surrounded, although the number of the Xining army was only comparable to theirs, maybe this cart formation...... It was not omnipotent, it could only deal with the Mongol cavalry.

But he did not back down, the Ganzhou army quickly divided into a part, pointed the arrows and guns at the infantry of the Xining army, as long as they came into range, Yang Zhaoji believed that the Xining army was also human, the same will bleed, the same casualties.

Now that the Xining infantry is pressing up, it is just in time to get a closer look at their firearms, which may not be as terrible as the deserters say.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

After the first row of gunners fired a salvo, the second row of gunners did not continue to choose a salvo, in order to save bullets, Li Zicheng asked them to change the salvo to a point fire, if anyone showed their heads, there would immediately be a copper bullet to greet them.

The copper warhead hit the steel baffle, making a clear impact sound, which is not good for both sides.

The Ganzhou army did not dare to show its head for a long time, hiding behind the baffle like a turtle, if the baffle was penetrated, they would have no place to hide, and they would completely become the target of the Xining army; And every time a bullet hits the baffle, the Xining soldiers feel that they are wasting precious bullets.

"My lord, look here!"

Yang Zhaoji, like the soldiers, was also hiding behind the steel baffle, he looked in the direction of the soldier's finger, and couldn't help but be startled, the place where the baffle was hit by the bullet had been seriously dented into a gap, almost trying to penetrate, if another bullet hit the same point, the baffle would be penetrated.

"How can Ma Qiao's Xining firearms be more powerful than the Mongols' bows and arrows?"

Yang Zhaoji did not know that this concern was unnecessary, and at a distance of 100 paces, if two bullets hit the same point, it would be more difficult than hitting 10 rings in a row in the Olympic shooting competition, at least much farther away.

His body changed from an air conditioner to a stove, and he faintly felt that he was already hot all over his body, fortunately sweat took away some of the heat, but the cold wind blew and cooled his whole body and mind.

Like a swinger, he basically can't figure out whether he is hot or cold now, and he only feels that there is something wrong with the body temperature around him.

"How did the Xining army of Ma Qiao make such a sharp firearm?" Although the Ganzhou army had firearms, they could not shoot, and the Xining army was far out of their range, Yang Zhaoji was desperate, only then did he realize that he had just mistakenly blamed the deserter, and it seemed that he had been kicked in vain, because he did not lie because he was afraid.

Abuse can never solve the problem, what can solve the problem is strength and courage.

Since it is not safe to hide behind the cart, and the way back is cut off by Xining Qiqi, Yang Zhaoji has no choice but to fight, if he can repel the Xining infantry, he can still confront Xining Qiqi, at least it is better than being completely passively beaten and having no power to fight back like now.

"Qiu Sheng!"

"The subordinates are here!" Qiu Sheng is a tall Qianzong, equivalent to the Qianhu officer of the Xining Army, he was originally hiding behind his own soldiers, and he did two rolls before coming to Yang Zhaoji's side.

Yang Zhaoji saw that he was so embarrassed, and he didn't feel disgusted, but now was the time to employ people, and besides, he was also shrinking behind the baffle, not much better than him, so he couldn't help but scold, and said: "You immediately take the soldiers of your headquarters, highlight the cart formation, and disperse these Xining troops!" ”

"This ...... Yes, sir. Although Qiu Sheng was reluctant, but the chief soldier personally named him, how could he dare to resist, so he had to call all the five hundred soldiers in the headquarters, but he was hiding at the end, and once there was any trouble, he could quickly retreat.

Five hundred Ganzhou soldiers, with cats on their waists and fear, slowly moved away from the cart.

Ma Youshui hurriedly shouted: "My lord, do they want to break through?" ”

"The perimeter is full of our cavalry, where can they flee?" Li Zicheng laughed and said, "The Ganzhou army can't stand it, they want to come up and send it to death!" ”

"My lord, do you want to shoot immediately?"

"Don't worry, let them go to a hundred paces!" Li Zicheng wants to test another method of warfare for rifles: the line of death!

If the enemy is outnumbered and takes turns, the gunners draw a certain distance from their hearts, and three rows of gunners shoot non-stop, blocking the route, which is called the "death line".

At this time, the enemy army is numerous, and the gunners basically do not need to aim, as long as they shoot the bullets towards this death line, and the enemy troops behind the death line are relatively safe, and the gunners have no time to take care of it.

But there is always a ratio of numbers between the attacking and defending sides, and once this range is exceeded, or the path of attack is too wide, the gunners may not be able to withstand it.

Today's Ganzhou Army was basically beaten down by the Xining rifle, and it was a good opportunity to test this tactic, which was more realistic than the data obtained from the actual combat exercise.

The Xining Army temporarily stopped shooting, but it gave Qiu Sheng a glimmer of hope.

Qiu Sheng naturally didn't think that the Xining Army was stupid by their brave momentum, maybe it was the failure of the firearm, maybe the barrel of the firearm was hot and could not shoot continuously, no matter what the reason, now is the opportunity, as long as the brother Ganzhou Army can be entangled, when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, the brothers are definitely not under the Xining Army, at least they can have a fair duel with the Xining Army.

He kept urging the soldiers, taking advantage of this opportunity, to lean over with all his might.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The Xining army finally began to shoot, this time the distance was closer, the soldiers had already been tested on the battlefield, the accuracy was higher, the first row of gunners fired a salvo, the Ganzhou army fell more than a hundred, the dead died, the wounded, crawled, screamed.

Near the death line of 100 steps, there were no Ganzhou soldiers standing anymore, and the gunners in the second row hesitated, whether to put the Ganzhou soldiers on the death line of 100 steps, or continue to shoot, the remaining Ganzhou soldiers were within range, and it would be a pity if they were let go.

I don't know who reacted, "That tall officer, the adult's ten taels of silver ......"

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Li Zicheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, in order to relieve the tension of the soldiers, he didn't expect to harm these Ganzhou soldiers, even if they retreated to the cart formation, they couldn't run away, why bother to kill more?

After three or four rounds of shooting, almost all the 500 Ganzhou soldiers fell to the ground, and the body of Qian Zong Qiu Sheng turned into honeycomb coal, and blood gushed out along the cracks of the Mingguang armor......

However, the "death line" tactics that Li Zicheng was preparing to practice could not be realized at all, and the two attacks were completely annihilated, with thousands of casualties, and with the help of Yang Zhaoji's nine courages, he did not dare to attack the infantry of the Xining army again.

"My lord, that tall officer, he's dead......"

"Haha," Li Zicheng laughed, he also had a headache, he died in the random gun, "but do you know who killed him?" ”

"This ......" He Xiaomi scratched the back of his head with his hand, "The subordinates really didn't see it clearly, the bullets are all the same, and there is no sign ......"

A hundred steps away, you can see that the officer is dead, and he must have been shot in many places, seeing the soldiers staring at them one by one, Li Zicheng really can't bear to hit their enthusiasm, "Everyone in the 600th household has a share, everyone ...... Half two! ”

The soldiers of the "Ao ......" were overjoyed, half a tael of silver, which was enough for their monthly salary, although ten taels of silver was more tempting, but in the situation just now, no one could be sure that the officer was killed by himself, and they also knew that from the point of view of dying so quickly, he must have been taken care of by everyone, and he suffered a lot.

Half a tael of silver can be said to be a happy result.