The darkness reduced the visibility, and when the cavalry appeared, the distance was only fifty or sixty meters, and he could vaguely feel the hot jets of Hu Qi's war horse spraying on his face, people are not games after all, Mao Jue could even feel the nervous heartbeat of these sergeants' children who had just entered the battle group beside him.

Whether this small phalanx, trained according to military training standards, can withstand the most ferocious, strongest and most brutal heavy cavalry charge in Northeast Asia in this era, Mao Jue actually has no bottom in his heart, but he has no choice.

Just like the Ming army in the Battle of Salhu, it is clear that it has fallen into the encirclement and the strength is at a disadvantage, but regardless of the West Road Juniper, the North Road Marin or the East Route Army Liu Ting, when responding to the battle, basically divided the small number of troops into three battalions, and was finally broken by the heavy troops of the Eight Banners with superior forces, and the five to 100,000 Ming troops threw their bodies on the battlefield, these are all the same truth.

The limitations of firearms in this era!

Tens of thousands of Ming troops crowded together can not play the maximum power of their own firearms, must leave enough space to play, the same reason Mao Jue did not dare to order the cavalry to fight, the same reason, once Liu Chong used the front of the village as a battlefield to block, his own firearms soldiers will no longer be able to play an effective role, this Jiannu is aggressive and aggressive, who knows how many soldiers there are behind the cavalry, once the forward is exhausted, the musket soldiers who have no distance are the objects of slaughter.

In fact, the greatest power of the cavalry is not how strong its impact is, but the indomitable deterrent power when charging, as if seeing a car about to crash into him, but he can't dodge like that, drink to stop Liu Chong, endure the huge fear in his heart, Mao Jue shouted loudly.

"Don't panic, I'm not afraid of you, you're afraid of taking risks, the first row, raise the gun, release!"

The third platoon, which had just not fired, was able to rotate to the front row, and fear made this round of gunfire even more out of level, and some didn't even take aim, pulling the trigger at will, and then fled backwards as if they had completed the task.

But even so, it also set off a big wave among the charging Jiannu cavalry, the three horsemen with the most fierce knives in front of them fell off their horses directly, and there was a guy whose feet were hung on the stirrups and was dragged forward and galloped forward, not dead and letting out a terrible scream.

The lethality of firearms in this era is really limited, and many later generations of the Ming army in Liaodong have a description of the lead not being able to throw the Jiannu armor, and even there are dozens of guns in the body that still fight fiercely, the Jurchen cavalry seems to have become commonplace to charge against the bullets, and there are more Jiannu brave men who deliberately galloped in front of the Ming army to seduce the Ming army to fire in advance, clearing the way for the advancement of the next light armor troops.

But this point is not good for Mao Jue, Mao Jue really didn't create a good firearm in a short period of time, the pro-soldiers still used the best arquebus bird gun selected in the arsenal, but the bullet was replaced with a pointed butt hollow, peanut-like lead mini bullet, this kind of bullet burst when the gunpowder burst can instantly stretch the back of the bullet hollow, close to the chamber of the gun spray, and at the same time, the sharp warhead armor-piercing ability is stronger than the spherical I don't know how much.

Although it is equipped with rifled rifles, so that the power of the bullet can reach the maximum, it is now used and is stronger than other Ming firearms.

Immediately after, an even more chaotic second volley was launched.

On weekdays, charging, rotating, firing, a series of tactical actions have to be trained for at least one hour and two hours every day, but when it comes to the battlefield, the tension and the night, the efficiency is outrageously reduced, only about half of the people in the first row of rotation have completed the loading, and the rest is just pretending, but the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry has also killed a distance of about thirty meters.

In the exchange of gunfire, the rushing cavalry turned on their backs in the spray of this evil firearm that was even banned by the international community, and the cavalry in the middle section of the fire was even shot out of a vacancy, and the mountains below could be seen.

But at this moment, a scene that made Mao Jue angry happened, it seemed that he was too frightened, he was supposed to fire the second row of rotation with the next shot, and some of the soldiers fled back with the retreating first row, which immediately triggered a chain reaction, and the second row of isolated and helpless Lala no longer had the courage, and fled backwards with a shot, and the retreating soldiers also rushed to the originally loaded ranks, and in an instant, this musket phalanx collapsed.

"Bastard!"

Just had time to let out an angry roar, and with a few people beside him, Mao Jue was directly drowned by the galloping cavalry.

The cavalry charged at high speed was not covered, as if he had been hit by a car, and one of his own soldiers raised his shield to block the knife that slashed at his neck, but he fell out like a rag doll.

I don't know what I smashed on, it seems that the internal organs have been shattered, Mao Jue felt that his ears were buzzing as if countless bees were roaring, his eyes were only full of gold stars, and it took a long time to catch his breath, and someone seemed to be shouting at himself in his ears, almost a few seconds, the sweetness in his mouth was sprayed out by his wow, and then he felt that his sanity suddenly came back.

But the first time I saw Mao Jue in front of me, I felt bad, I just hit my horse in the chest and received a big shot, dragging Shen Rong, who didn't know when I came out, neighed and crooked to the side, but the Jiannu knight turned off the horse, his armor was special, and he had been shouting and commanding just now, this person thought that Mao Jue was an officer, and the knife came directly to his head.

"Fucking Fake!"

At this time, he actually said a swear word mixed with Chinese and foreign words, and in the face of the knife from the pavement, Mao Jue, who was dying and broke out, did not retreat but advanced, and the cannonball crashed into the arms of the Jiannu cavalry.

With a muffled pop, the two of them joined together and tumbled into the ditch next to them.

"General!"

The soul was almost frightened, the spear was ignored, Shen Rong turned his head and ran over, Wen Meng ran even more, almost didn't have a dog to chew, the two of them crawled down, but saw that Jiannu sat up suddenly, and immediately tilted to the side, under the firelight, the corner of his mouth was dripping with blood, and Mao Jue, who had an extremely hideous face, kicked the corpse away, and stood up shaking with the revolver that was still smoking.

On the Asian battlefield of World War II, little Japan fought with bayonets, but it did not fight with the US army with bayonets, and the Yankees relied on a secondary weapon revolver to extinguish the prestige of these animals, and they fought at close range, which was really fucking good.

"Master General, are you alright?"

One went up to help, Wen Meng slapped himself like a child fell, spit out the blood in his mouth angrily, Mao Jue anxiously retreated from the two goods, turned his head to look at the ditch, and shouted in annoyance.

"Lao Tzu is fine, my army! Go back and fight with Jiannu!"

"General, Tartar, retreat!"

Mao Jue couldn't believe his ears, and glanced at Wen Meng's sweaty horse face in amazement, and crawled out of the ditch with two hands and feet.

The gate of the Moon Valley Village, which was still condensed with the smell of gunpowder and blood just now, is empty! Just now, the indomitable Jiannu cavalry rushed back like a dragonfly, and you can see their backs running down the hillside, at this time they are already sparsely like the old man's hair, the place of battle, two wounded horses are screaming in the field, the big guns under Liu Chong on both sides are hung with blood, and the eight Ming troops who were cut down by the Jiannu who rushed in are also lying there in disarray, some are still twitching and moaning.

The musketeers who had fled behind them also regrouped, looking out in the same amazement.

After a pause for a few seconds, Mao Jue couldn't care about the pain in his chest and abdomen like a fire, so he took three steps and made two steps to climb the lookout platform with half of the mouth of the stockade.

The moonlight is not bad tonight, the bright Moon Valley is clear at a glance, along the valley ditch, more than a dozen Hu horses have almost escaped from the valley, not even a flag, no matter how you look at it, it is a little embarrassed, in a hurry, as for Mao Jue just now worried about his large number of Jianzhou pigtail soldiers, there is no shadow.

"Just a little pinch?"

…………

When the sun climbed the hill again, the moon valley, which was quite peaceful yesterday, was full of devastation at this time, the traces of war were everywhere, a house in the northeast corner was almost completely burned down, and the wheath field in the middle of the stockade was covered with the amazing smell of blood, and the corners of Mao Jue's mouth were constantly twitching to the side.

Last night, it was not a large army of Jiannu that hit him at all, there were about thirty cavalry attacking outside, and there were only about twenty people who made trouble in the stockade, plus one piece less than sixty, just such a small pinch, daring to come to beat him Mao Jue thousands of heavy soldiers, the arrogance of Jiannu can be seen.

But these people really have this strength, more than sixty Jiannu, and finally ran seventeen or eighteen, but last night they killed him a full eighty or ninety soldiers, and some were burned to death, and those who were frightened and fled, plus a lot of minor and serious injuries, just one day out, he Mao Jue lost almost two hundred soldiers and horses, especially the seven soldiers he had cultivated with great difficulty.

And there are a few more deaths this time.

Hessesen's Dianjiangtai is particularly towering under the sunhalo, with a few generals with bitter faces, Mao Jue's face is extraordinarily gloomy, surrounding the corpse, more than a thousand Ming soldiers are watching messily, and kneeling under the Dianjiangtai, the five fishermen's soldiers continue to smash their heads on the ground in horror like kowtow worms.

"Spare your life! The little one is confused for a while!"

"Confused?"

These are the pro-soldiers who took the lead in the rout last night, if they didn't run, the third round of shooting might be able to defeat the Jiannu cavalry, and Mao Jue's musket phalanx would not collapse, and seven people died, one was seriously injured, holding his arms, Mao Jue sneered and snorted, and then roared angrily.

"Lao Tzu is short of your food?"

"Lao Tzu is short of your salary?"

After all, it was from his own hundred households, and the huge sea was full of unbearable begging for mercy on the side.

"General, they are also new to military affairs, they are not sensible, besides, with a fire gun, as soon as this Jiannu cavalry arrives, it will be similar to burning a fire stick, give them a chance!"

But before he finished speaking, Wen Meng next to him was already snorting gloomily.

"What is a pro-soldier, and the Lord will live and die together! On the battle array, those who abandon the general and flee die! So much nonsense there? ”

It seems that in this era, Mao Jue's heart has become a lot more ruthless, maybe sometimes, all this is still regarded by him as a dream, after angrily reprimanding these two sentences, he has already roared out fiercely without waiting for Wen Meng and Da Dahai's words to fight.

"Slash!"

In an instant, Xue Liang's big knife slashed down, and the five still ghosts cried wolf, and their faces were filled with fear and their heads splashed out with red blood. Looking at the twisted corpses lying on the ground, as well as the blood coming out of the neck, the Ming soldiers watching nearby were all chilled.

Don't look at the new general's hair, killing people is still like killing chickens, without blinking his eyes......