The brave and warlike French knights failed to save the battle in the end, because Mao Xingjian still had six regiments of cavalry in his hands, and the dragoons who were advancing hand in hand with the French army! And the equipment of the Ming army is even better, their flintlock machine carbine performance far exceeds that of the arquebus, in the thunderous sound of horses' hooves, and behind the French cavalry fighting in the British army's formation, the sound of gunfire like bursting beans suddenly rang out.

In the sky, the battlefield was like a Taiji diagram, and the black Daming cavalry that suddenly rushed out did not rush into the battlefield, but made a big bend around the battlefield on the left, and immediately bit the back of the French cavalry's butt and bombarded. He had already taken out his saber and fought hand-to-hand, and the fire rope hanging on the gun was naturally extinguished, and suddenly encountered thousands of Ming cavalry shooting at him, and the French knights who galloped in the rear could not even counterattack, so they could only scold angrily and advance with the brigade, while cutting wheat in the gunfire like being harvested by the Ming army.

The French knights charged bravely, and at this time they had completely penetrated the formation of the British, but they had made these proud Gallic roosters angry, abandoning the half-empty rear of the expeditionary force, and with a roar, the French cavalry marshal Nesher raised his saber again in a rage, pointing at the expeditionary force that was rowing in a circle in front of the British army, and launched a second charge, and again, in the shocking sound like a landslide, tens of thousands of French cavalry roared and brandished their sabers and rushed up.

However, the French army believes in the chivalry, the Ming army does not have, it should be cavalry is cavalry, Song Yongzhong is not in the mood to play hand-to-hand combat with the opponent's superior forces, he is extremely obscene dragged the flag and ran away, and followed, the huge cavalry group also came to a sharp turn, so that the French knight vanguard who had passed the charge, and even broke away from the battlefield, and fled straight to the Thames River in the north.

Run, run! The Liaodong Iron Cavalry is really cheap, the elite cavalry composed of the naturalized Mongols and the steppe Ban Shengmin turned around and shot behind him while running, which brave and enthusiastic French knights were targeted off their horses one after another, and the despicable hand provoked the French army to be furious, and they chased and killed them regardless of it.

Then the French cavalry, which was enough to decide the situation on the battlefield, followed behind Song Yongzhong's ass and left the battlefield.

Without the French cavalry from the flank, it also took away the last bit of hope for the Western coalition to turn around, without the French cavalry, the British Parliamentary Army, which was about to be routed, was regrouped together, and the position was more tightly packed, not too far from the butterfly effect, the British army could hold out for another twenty or thirty minutes, Mao Xingjian was like an old and spicy old general, and immediately pressed the two corps of the reserve to all of them, and launched an attack on the main force of the Western coalition army that was already crumbling from the side.

Standing in front of the French and Spanish troops, it was such a desperate scene. The musketeer wielded a thin sword, and just relied on his superb sword skills to finally pierce the chest of the Ming rifleman in the middle under the siege of three bayonets, and just withdrew his sword, and without waiting for a breather, a sudden shot pierced his back, covering the bloody wound, and turned back in horror, but the dark and gloomy Ming army front rolled up from the flanks like a wave, and the cold and shining bayonets were like the sword mountains of hell.

Finally, the main position of the Western coalition army, which had been holding out for more than half an hour, collapsed, and even the proud French nobles and the invincible Spanish conquistadors hurriedly discarded their weapons and fled back in terror.

Fortunately, there are a lot of people, not far from the seaside, the follow-up more than 20,000 Prussians, the Swedish troops reformed the phalanx defense line, and have achieved too many things on the battlefield, Mao Xingjian did not order to continue to attack the opponent's phalanx, but at the right time Mingjin withdrew his troops, and behind the lost position of the Western coalition army, he also reorganized his formation.

The victory or defeat of the main battlefield on land is basically decided here, the only thing that is still anxious is the cavalry led by Song Yongzhong Mao Yuer, the flexible brigade of cavalry ran around the plains near London for most of the circle, stunned that there was no battle with the French, here, the explosive power is insufficient, but the advantages of the Mongolian horse with long endurance have been brought into full play, the French horse is prepared for the heavy cavalry, after the outbreak just now, at this time the horse's hooves are trembling, sweating profusely, these little men from the Mongolian steppe are still at ease.

However, running and running, Song Yongzhong seemed to have a confused head, so he didn't pay attention to it, and ran straight to the Thames River with the Ming army cavalry, and found that there was no way out, so he had to make a sharp turn of nearly ninety degrees and continue to run eastward. In this way, the French knight who chased the butt of the Ming army and ate the gun for a long time was given a chance.

In the end, it was also from several generations of nobles, Nesher immediately seized this opportunity, lost the command of the brigade to his subordinates, and the cavalry bent along the river and continued to cling to the back of the Ming army, continuing to pursue, and the cavalry marshal was thunderous and led a detachment of cavalry to break out, cut straight from the left side, and cut straight to the cavalry flank of the expeditionary force in advance.

The horse's hooves are like thunder, and there is no room for the cavalry of the expeditionary force to move around in circles, and the French knight who can't use a sharp weapon is almost red with red eyes and tongues, and angrily turns the saber to kill viciously, and in space, there is no room for the cavalry of the expeditionary force to move around in circles, and he looks up and sees that the Ming army is about to be intercepted, and fight an unequal battle far from the main force, at this moment, Mao Yuer stepped forward.

Scolded, holding her flag high, she was suddenly out of the riding formation, the excellent riding skills she had practiced since childhood allowed her to hold the flag with one hand, but the other hand was to let go of the reins of the horse, and took out a delicate ivory handle revolver, if she only rode a single gun, naturally she could not change the situation of the battle in the slightest, but behind her, the black hole hole revolver was taken out of five or six hundred.

According to the current smelting level of the Ming Dynasty, the revolver is still an expensive weapon that is difficult to equip on a large scale, but in each corps, it is enough to equip a guard pistol brigade.

Nesher, who had never seen the Ming army's revolver, still lowered his body indifferently, the saber was almost close to the ears of his war horse, and he aimed at the delicate neck of Mao Yuer, who was carrying the flag in the front, and the wind was howling, just like in his dream, Mao Yuer's pistol was also aimed at his head all the time.

The next moment, the crackling gunshots rang out first like fried beans.

This cavalry horse race pursuit battle also ended here, more than 300 cavalry fell from their horses, the Ming army of the brigade roared over from the side, and the exhausted, frothing French knights were anxiously converging towards their commander Nescher.

On the right chest, on the edge of a hideous wound, blood gushed out fiercely, and he sat on the ground sluggishly, until he was helped up by his own men, and the cavalry marshal roared in horror like a madman.

"These men must be servants of the devil, and their weapons must have been cursed by Satan! Otherwise, why can it be fired in bursts? ”

"Impossible!"

No matter what is impossible, it is possible! In the end, the Daming Iron Cavalry was not defeated, and the exhausted Neschel cavalry returned to the beach where they landed, and behind the thin phalanx, he said that what he encountered was the same dejected face.

Having conquered most of the world, the arrogant Western Army has tasted complete defeat on the British Isles, and now they rely only on the navy, which is nicknamed the Transport Brigade.

But can the Navy really count on it?

At this time, the North Sea was also raging, with warships staggered by, heavy artillery fire one after another, broken ship boards, floating corpses, just like garbage discarded by human beings in later generations, everywhere.

After all, it is a maritime nation, even if the Ming Royal Navy is catching up, the battle at sea is only half a catty and eight taels with the other party, the same heavy battleship, the same tonnage of cannons, and the same high morale of sailors, but after all, the Ming still has more black technology, ironclad ships!

A huge explosion roared, like a mushroom cloud erupting on the water, and the ironclad ship on the far left, after experiencing high loads, the boiler was finally overwhelmed and exploded on its own! A monstrous fire erupted from the lifted canopy, and the perfect protection became the perfect cage, and the entire hull quickly turned into a living oven in the heat.

However, around this exploding ironclad ship, there are as many as seventeen or eighteen Western main sailing ships that have been destroyed and half-sunk, and even if the navy carries the heaviest sixteen-pounder ship-destroying gun, it still has a serious lack of lethality against the ironclad ship wrapped in 111 millimeters of forged steel armor on the outside, and the only thing that can block it is to crash into it alive!

With only four ships, more than 60 capital ships of the Western Fleet were involved, and on the frontal battlefield, the Royal Navy was still facing a battlefield with more fighting and fewer battles.

Looking back at the friendly ship that was still spewing fire upwards from the turret, even Sun Chun's face couldn't help but show a throbbing, and in desperation, she shouted an order to the microphone that had also been constantly wafting hot breath.

"The boiler was shut down for cooling, the ship was stopped on the spot, and the turret was at an angle of thirty degrees at eight o'clock, and the bombardment continued."

The ironclad ship, which had three sail battleships and a brute bull crashing against them, finally stopped the spinning propellers, and more than a dozen monkeys climbed over, and the Dutch sailors who were standing behind the ironclad ship with two layers of thick iron fences and banging on the mouth suddenly heard the sound of a flood gushing, and before they could jump down in horror, the blazing steam was already rushing up, and in the hot gas, the screams that were almost not like human voices came out violently.

The main ship's guns creaked and groaned, and below, the steering steam engine had also burned to the extreme, but dozens of cables were entangled in the tall barrels, making the guns almost immobile, and on the Dutch battleship opposite, the enemy captain was still roaring and firing the cannons, and the heavy twelve-pounder cannon solid bullet smashed on the bulletproof glass more than one meter thick, and at the same time a huge water ripple was smashed outside the glass, which shocked Sun Chun's ears to buzz.

However, just when the genius female gunner was upset, the Dutch sailors on the opposite side suddenly let out a frightened shout, and then, a bigger explosion swept in the mushroom cloud of the explosion of the powder chamber, and the heavy ironclad ships that were shocked by the vibration wave shook violently, and it took three or four seconds for the gunpowder smoke to dissipate slightly, and the Dutch ship that had just trapped the ironclad ship was already half gone, and in Sun Chun's look, a larger and towering battleship emerged from the gap in the hull.

Pangu-class treasure ship Liaodong.

I could vaguely see his boss, the fat naval commander Da Hai was smiling and waving a generous slap at him, and a relaxed smile also appeared on the face of the first female general.

On the sea level, hundreds of European warships were full of style, fleeing from the battlefield in a hurry, and they were also defeated in the naval battle!