As a member of the Golden Family, he still has his pride. Although there are no reinforcements now, and the number of Ming troops is not less than their own warriors, how can the Ming army on foot on the steppe compare to the Mongols who have been on horseback all their lives.

It's just that the situation in the battle doesn't seem to be like this, and the Ming army has a clear advantage. It can be seen from the Mongols who kept falling off their horses that the Ming army suffered very few casualties, because it was not easy for the horses to rush in front of the Ming army, and even if a few knights rushed to the front of the battle, facing the bright bayonets, they could not achieve much success.

He shook his head, the situation was already obvious, the number of charging Mongols was not comparable to the number killed by artillery and bullets, so the Mongols simply had no way to form an effective killing wound against the Ming army. He called his bravest subordinate, Gu Cilie, and said: "The artillery of the Ming army is useless when the soldiers are attacking, and if you charge at the same time with all the warriors, you can force the Ming army to fight with us with bayonets." ”

Guzilie lined up the Mongol army in a dense formation, and then rushed up together. This made the Ming army face more Mongol knights, and if the density of bullets alone was not enough. Zhou Yuji frowned and said, "Now is the time to really test us, send a signal, and engage in a white-knuckle battle." ”

Fierce drums sounded, and the guards of the first row of phalanxes abandoned the attack with bullets and began to raise their bayonets, which were pointed diagonally in front. Six rows of bayonets formed a forest of guns, waiting for the Mongol cavalry to rush up.

Gucilie roared and rushed over, six rows of bayonets were not worth it in his opinion, the bayonets were no better than spears after all, there was no support point in the rear, and they would soon fall apart under the onslaught of the cavalry.

In fact, the onslaught of the Mongol cavalry quickly smashed the bayonets to the ground, but the Ming army did not mess up, the drums sounded again, and the guards of the second phalanx also moved forward with bayonets and joined the Ming army in the first phalanx.

The phalanx in the back continued to shoot, and because the Mongols were on horseback, they were not worried about accidental injury. And the guards in front could only face the long knives of the Mongols with bayonets in their hands.

Gu Cilie saw that the large army had rushed into the array of the Ming army, and sneered in his heart and slashed at the Ming army in front. But he saw a bayonet stabbing at his wrist, another stabbing at his waist, and another stabbing at the horse's head. Frightened, he retracted his hand and shot the first bayonet, swinging the second out of the way, but unable to block the third. The horse neighed and jumped up with its front hooves, and Guciri sat unsteady and turned to the right.

A bayonet seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and it was thrust into his waist so hard that Gucilie screamed, and the knife turned around and slashed at the fire rod, but the bayonet pulled a long cut in his waist. The Ming army's mouth was shocked, and the fire gun almost came out of his hand, he gritted his teeth, pulled the fire gun out, and a puddle of blood shot out and sprinkled some on his face, he didn't care about wiping his eyes, and thrust forward with a knife, and then brushed his eyes casually with his sleeve.

The knife was stuck near the wound in Gurezi's waist, and Gucilie screamed again, and slashed at the head of the guard. The guard didn't even pay attention to the swords, and turned the fire gun fiercely, causing an even louder scream from Gurez. At this moment, a firearm reached out from the side, slashed Guretz's saber, and then plunged upwards into his chest.

Gulletz let out a miserable howl, and the pain caused his saber to fall to the ground, and he grabbed the fire bolt that had been inserted into his chest, and drew it out with all his might, bringing out a puddle of stained blood. He handed the gun to him, and the handle hit the guard in the chest, knocking him to the ground.

He slammed the musket at the nearby Guardsmen, but the musket slowed down in the middle of the swing, and he slowly fell from his horse. The soldier who had fallen to the ground jumped up, snatched the musket and stuck it in his neck.

Although the commander of Guji Lie was killed as soon as he met the Ming army, it was the Mongols who had the numerical advantage at the point of contact between the two armies. The drums sounded again, and the guards of the third column gave up shooting and also rushed forward with bayonets.

The Guards' usual harsh assassination training finally worked, and the bright bayonets also had a certain deterrent effect on the Mongol horses. Even when the knights ordered them to move forward, they often stopped or ran to the side before they could reach the bayonet, which at least reduced the impact of the Mongol cavalry.

And the Mongol cavalry was much higher than the Guards, so that the Guards in the back could shoot with firearms, and the bows and arrows of the Mongol rear army could only be thrown, and the only helmet with the strongest defense of the Guards had no problem dealing with the bows and arrows of the Mongols, so the Mongol cavalry had to deal not only with bayonets in front of them, but also with the bullets of the Ming army. From time to time, a Mongolian knight who was fighting was hit by a bullet and fell off his horse with hatred.

Nevertheless, the impact of the Mongol cavalry, the number of Mongol troops, and the greater lethality of the sabers compared to the bayonets of the musket made the battle between the two sides on a par. Zhou Yuji looked at his watch, it had been almost two hours, why hadn't the Mongols' rear team been in chaos yet?

Xue Boling set out at seven o'clock in the morning, and the 2nd Northwest Division, led by the surrendered Mongols, headed east. Because of the need to paralyze the Mongols, the second division was more than 80 miles away from the Ordos Wanhu station. Xue Boling asked to arrive within an hour and a half, and the Mongol leader Allahan said: "General Xue, if this is the case, we will not have the attack power when we arrive, so it is best to divide it into two sections and rest for a while in between, so that we can arrive at such an hour, there will not be too much loss of horsepower, and the people will not be too tired, and we can start attacking as soon as we arrive." ”

The plan drawn up by the General Staff Headquarters was to ask them to launch an attack before ten o'clock, and Xue Boling said: "Wouldn't it be better if we arrived in an hour and a half, and then attacked after half an hour of rest?" ”

"It's useless to rest for half an hour, it will make people more tired, and it can only be effective if you attack directly." ”

Xue Boling said: "Then according to what Taiji said, Taiji will lead the way in front, and after the war today, he will definitely ask for credit for Taiji." ”

After Alahan left, the accompanying Jinyi guard officer said, "It seems that Alahan has sincerely surrendered." ”

Xue Boling said with a smile: "The method of resting has already been experimented with by our Guards, and Alahan should have experienced it in ordinary battles, and this time he can speak out, and he can be sure that his surrender is sincere." We need such people, there are too many Mongols, and the space occupied is too large, it is difficult for us to occupy it alone, so we must first deter their courage and kill the recalcitrant ones, and people like Alahan, we must take care of them. ”