Li Zicheng and Liu Yunshui led the first cavalry of only more than 200 horsemen, and when it was close to noon, they hurried to the Triangle City, Li Zicheng slowed down his horse, "Yunshui, at a distance of six hundred steps, how is the marksmanship of the brothers?" Is there a sharpshooter? ”

Li Yunshui shook his head, "My lord, the brothers have been training for too short......

"What about four hundred steps?"

"There should be four soldiers with good marksmanship!"

"Okay, stop, gunners line up!" Li Zicheng turned over and fell off his horse, he originally wanted to use the "three-stage" shooting method to form uninterrupted firepower, but there were too few Xining rifles, there were only eleven in total, and they were basically experimental products, and the accurate head had not been tested on the battlefield, so the soldiers had to be divided into two columns, and the four so-called sharpshooters all stood in the rear.

Fortunately, there were not many Mongol soldiers, and he made a visual inspection, and the cavalry did not care about fifty or sixty people, and they had just retreated from the city wall, and the wounded soldiers did not even have time to bandage.

"The cavalry is divided into two columns, left and right, and once the gunners are killed or wounded, the gunners at the back will immediately go up!" Li Zicheng's plan was to first eliminate a few Mongols with a rifle, and then use superior cavalry to attack, he had four times the number of Xining cavalry, even if he bit his teeth, he could also repel the Mongol cavalry.

The rifle is a long-range strike weapon in this era, at a distance of 400 paces, I can hit you, but you can only stare dryly, even if the Mongols do not count the casualties, brave the bullets to rush over, within the range of the bow and arrow of sixty paces, each soldier can shoot at least two or three bullets, with a hit rate of fifty percent, at least more than ten Mongolian cavalry can be killed and wounded.

The gap between the cavalry of the two sides will further widen.

Li Zicheng didn't believe it, in the face of such a terrifying firearm, the Mongols would not be cold, if they could defeat the Mongols from the heart, then the battle would definitely develop in the direction of the Xining cavalry.

Liu Yunshui gestured, nodded slightly, and said, "My lord, Bayar is also within range, do you want to capture the thief and capture the king first?" ”

"Bayar?" Li Zicheng sneered: "There are only two hundred infantry in the triangle city, and in four and a half days, the Mongols have not broken the city, do you need to destroy such a straw bale?" Such a good opponent, if you kill it, where will you find it next time? ”

"Yes, my lord, I see!" Liu Yunshui turned around and gestured to the gunmen who had already reloaded.

The eleven gunmen winked at each other and quickly identified their respective targets.

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

But seeing a flash of firelight, the bullet with a sharp whistling sound, came out of the tube, pierced the sky, and the copper bullet was already close to the Mongolian cavalry.

Bayar was pointing in the direction of the Xining cavalry, communicating with his subordinates, when he suddenly saw a faint fire in front of the Ming army's formation, which was fleeting, followed by several crisp sounds, and was taken aback, the Ming army was good at using tricks, what did it use this time? Is it that chilling powder bomb again?

Before he could ask questions, he heard the sound of "pop, pop" in front of him, and when he saw that several soldiers had fallen off their horses for no apparent reason, they rolled twice on the ground, and then they remained motionless, as if they had fallen into an evil spirit.

Bayar was shocked, his face was distorted, he looked at it, and the Ming army was at least four hundred steps away, could it be that the Ming army had witchcraft? He hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and probed his fingers in front of the noses of the fallen soldiers in turn, his brows wrinkled even tighter, and the five soldiers were all exhausted, only the wound on the head and the blood at the corner of the mouth were still flowing.

The cavalry of the Ming army on the opposite side did not move at all, without the slightest intention of taking the initiative to attack, Bayar was a little entangled, the number of the Ming army was obviously several times that of his, this is not the key, if the soldiers on both sides were only numerically different, Bayar would not hesitate to order the warriors to rush forward, divide and tear the Ming army, and eliminate it little by little.

The key is that the Ming army is a new force, and their own soldiers have been fighting fiercely for a long time, many soldiers are wounded, if the tired army and the Ming army's new force fight, unless you can quickly defeat the Ming army, otherwise a long time, even tired will be tired to death the warriors.

Moreover, these Ming troops also have demonized firearms, which can make the warriors die invisibly at a distance of 400 steps.

There is a lot of chance in the war, you never know what will happen next, just like today, his warriors almost attacked the city, the defensive formation of the Ming army has been fragmented, and it may be completely extinguished like a candle flame at any time, but who knows, at this juncture, the reinforcements of the Ming army have arrived, and they are still cavalry.

Bayar glanced at the soldiers beside him, and silently stepped on his horse, his eyes finally fixed on the new corpses.

War is always cruel.

Death was inevitable, but Bayard was not reconciled, his warriors could not be sacrificed in vain, but he made a package ticket to Meligan, and the property, women, and land he recaptured would be divided equally with him, and even the name of Lin Dan Khan was raised, and Meligan reluctantly borrowed him fifty warriors.

Now there are so many casualties, but there is no property at all......

Just quit the army? Bayar shook his head, and went back like this, not only to the clansmen, but also to McLigan, but if he continued to fight against the Ming army...... Is the Ming army really still as weak as sheep?

Bayar remembered, since the last time he was driven out of Fuqiang Fort, the Ming army seemed to have changed, could it be that the Xining cavalry was really as good at fighting as the Jurchen cavalry? Are they all nemesis of the Mongol cavalry? He shuddered.

Immortal Heaven, where are you? Do you no longer care for the Mongols? Even if you don't want to look at me Bayar, you still have to favor Lin Dan Khan, right? We are all the people of the Great Khan!

War is always tangled, especially when the outcome is unpredictable.

How much Bayar expected Immortal Heaven to give him a clear will, even if it was for him to withdraw his troops, he would immediately carry it out.

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

There was another crisp thud, and several more soldiers fell from their horses, but one soldier was shot in the shoulder, the bullet piercing through the leather armor and deep into the shoulder blades, and although it was not life-threatening for the time being, the pain caused him to roll all over the ground and howl like a wolf.

Frightened, Bayard glared at the soldier and ignored it.

Although he didn't see how the soldiers were injured, he already knew that it must be the Ming army's fire # gun, and the range was actually four hundred paces, even if Changshengtian didn't help the Mongols, could it be that he was already on the side of the Han dog?

He glanced at the Ming army on the opposite side, not moving like a mountain, like a natural formation, if it weren't for the dazzling light reflected by the Ming Light Armor, the Ming army seemed to be on horseback.

Bayar frowned deeply, for many years, the Mongols have never lost to the Ming army on the battlefield, and even the evil Varat people can capture the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, are they the descendants of the golden family not as good as the Varat people? Although he lost to Li Zicheng on the battlefield last time, it was purely an accident, the Ming army was a sneak attack, plus the use of gunpowder.

Looking at the neat Ming cavalry, Bayar hesitated, but the innate pride of the Mongolian cavalry finally prevailed, although he was at a disadvantage in numbers, he couldn't tolerate his opposite, standing the cavalry of the Ming Dynasty, and it was not the Jurchen cavalry, so what if there were more people? Can it be better than the Mongols, who grew up on horseback?

He turned around and looked at the city, the Ming army in the city was concentrated at the head of the city to watch, and there was no intention of going out of the city to meet their reinforcements, so there was no need to worry about the Ming army attacking back and forth, "If the Ming army in the city dares to go out of the city, it is just to let the warriors wave the scimitar one more time, on horseback, the Mongolian warriors are still invincible, at least in front of the Ming army." ”

Thinking of this, Bayar's confidence was greatly increased, the Mongolian cavalry should be worthy of the title of "warrior", he waved his sword, pointing at the immortal sky, "Warriors, kill, defeat the lame cavalry of the Ming army!" ”

"Kill!"

"Da Da Da ......"

The horses are urging, the cavalry leans forward, the quality of the Mongolian cavalry is extremely high, Bayar is just a move, the soldiers are not hesitating to force the numerical Ming army, in their minds, the Ming cavalry and infantry are similar - at most a sheep with two feet on its head, in front of the wolves, it is also inevitable to be bitten and devoured.

"These Mongols don't know whether they are alive or dead!" Li Yunshui looked at the gunman, his face sank like water, "Shoot!" ”

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

This is the third time that the gunners have shot, seven soldiers who are not very good at shooting, at this time have passed the initial tense period, the accuracy has improved, when the Mongols are attacking, the soldiers and horses are crowded together, crowded, close to each other, longitudinally, almost a seamless giant target, basically no need to aim, just shoot the bullet out.

How many Mongolian soldiers or war horses were shot, Liu Yunshui didn't see clearly, and the soldiers who fell from their horses were basically crushed into meat puree.

Bayar's blood is dripping, but the blood of the warriors will not be shed in vain, he will be found hundreds of times from the Ming army, as long as the warriors are close to the Ming army, it is the time to chop melons and vegetables, and then to break through the triangle city, relying on this, at that time food, women and strong men...... He had already decided that if he did not capture two hundred strong men, he would definitely not turn back.

Two hundred steps, the speed of the cavalry finally added up, although it did not reach the maximum, but the momentum had risen, the whirring wind passed through the temples, Bayar's blood veins suddenly expanded, he had already raised the scimitar, compared with the bow and arrow, the scimitar at close range, killing the Ming army was even more enjoyable.

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

The gunners of the Xining army completed another volley, and Bayar saw with his own eyes that at least five warriors had fallen from their horses, and the horses that were forced to approach stepped on their bodies, and one of the horses did not open their eyes, and their front hooves happened to step on the head of a wounded soldier, and the head slid a foot or two on the ground like a ball, and the horse was unsteady on its feet, and its body was tilted to the left, and the cavalry on its back was thrown forward, and it hit the back of another cavalryman, and the two of them threw themselves to the side together.

The unstable war horse, spun on its own, crossed the road, barely balanced, and did not want to be hit by the war horse behind, and the two horses fell almost at the same time, causing a new collision.

The riot was stopped by Bayar in time, but the speed at which the war horse just got up almost dropped to zero, Bayar didn't have time to take a closer look, just waved his scimitar, "Warriors, kill, the Han dog is in front!" ”