Li Zicheng took the lead in turning the horse's head, and more than a dozen guards gathered around him. Li Zicheng looked at the more than ten model cavalry that were approaching in the distance, and said to the guards around him: "Brothers, these opponents' horses are better than us, and we can't run out just by running." Our horses won't last long, and if they drag it down, there is only a dead end. There is only one way to survive today. That is, kill this tail in the back and snatch their horses. Only then will we be able to escape! ”

The guards around Li Zicheng also nodded, they knew that Li Zicheng was right, and there were not more opponents than them, although their war horses and weapons and armor were better, but as Li Zicheng's guards, they were confident that their kung fu, whether it was on horse, or on foot, was far superior to those pseudo-Ming cavalry. Although they were now sleepy and the enemy was almost entirely a fresh force, they still felt that if they could not defeat the false light cavalry one-on-one, they would have really practiced so much kung fu in vain.

Seeing that the fleeing enemy suddenly turned around and approached him, Zhang Ying immediately realized the enemy's intentions. The battalion commander of the model army must be very clear about the various arms of the enemy army and his own strengths and weaknesses. As far as the light cavalry is concerned, Zhang Ying knows very well that the light cavalry of the model army, compared with similar arms in other armies, their biggest advantage is organization and discipline, followed by war horses and armor weapons. But personal skills have always been a weakness.

The advantages of organizational discipline are more evident when there are more people. And the problem of poor personal skills, the fewer people, the more prominent. At the training base on Jeju Island, several Polish instructors were responsible for teaching them combat skills. These Poles are drunkards, and sometimes they get drunk and crazy when they drink too much. But the work of these guys is quite real. In general, on horseback, each of these Polish instructors was able to deal with at least two or three ordinary hussars.

At that time, an instructor named Yulund bragged to the cadets and said, "You have to deal with those Mamluks, and each of them can easily beat the three of you." I guess the Jiangi, well, they are also barbarians born on horseback, aren't they? The elite of them should be able to pick two or three of you alone. However, the army is not the same as the bandit approaching, the army relies on discipline, unlike the robbers, it relies on individual martial arts. If it's a hundred against a hundred, even a Mamluk on an Arabian horse, you should be able to fight them for one. If it's a thousand against a thousand, even the Mamluk cavalry will go around you. ”

"If the fugitive is Li Zicheng, then he should be the most elite unit in the Shun army. Their martial arts must be the best among the Shun army. In such a small engagement, individual skill plays a very large role. Fight directly with them, and we may suffer a big loss. Zhang Ying thought so.

"Don't fight the enemy, take them around a few more times." Zhang Ying shouted, "Use a pistol against them!" ”

The hussars were armed with flintlock pistols. Each pistol has two barrels and can shoot twice. (In fact, in order to increase the number of attacks, Zheng Sen initially hoped to equip his light cavalry with the original version of the left. Wheel. Hand. guns. It's just that there are too many moving parts of the revolver, and the requirements for manufacturing accuracy are too high, so although some skilled craftsmen can make this thing according to the design, they can't be mass-produced, so in the model army, only high-ranking officers have the opportunity to get a revolver that can fire six bullets in a row. Of course, the effective range of the flintlock pistol was rather limited. The accuracy is also average. In addition, if it is used on horses, if it is used to attack the rider, the hit rate is very low. (Not to mention the smoothbore free-firing pistols, even the tall automatic pistols of later generations were very impressive in their accuracy against targets that were a little farther away.) There are even stories about police and bandits emptying a magazine at each other at a distance of less than ten meters, but both sides were unharmed, and in the end they could only use their pistols upside down and use them as small hammers to solve the battle. However, the use of the Model Army's pistols has always emphasized that they should be used against horses.

But in any case, this weapon was at least more reliable than the cavalry bow. It can be controlled with one hand, and its effective range is no less than that of a cavalry bow, and its lethality is not comparable to that of a cavalry soft bow, and it is relatively simple to master. Taking advantage of this, the light cavalry of the Model Army can also adopt Mangu tactics to some extent.

Seeing that the light cavalry of the Model Army also turned, Li Zicheng knew that it was not good. His opponent is clearly quite calm and doesn't intend to fight him. Obviously, they felt that as long as they could hold themselves back, they would be fine. However, Li Zicheng also knew that the surrounding area was very dangerous now, and another Ming army could emerge at any time. I can't afford to put off time. And because the enemy's horse is faster, as long as the opponent has the idea of dragging him, then he really has no way to take the opponent.

After chasing two steps, Li Zicheng saw that the opponent had been steadily controlling the distance, and he knew that the situation was very troublesome. At this moment, the horse of one of the guards beside him suddenly neighed and fell to the ground. Fortunately, the guard was quite agile, and reacted in an instant, and he pressed his hand on the saddle, jumped out, and then rolled to the side, dodging a horse that came from behind.

Li Zicheng knew that the horse's sudden fall was actually the result of too much horsepower. He shouted, "Slow down! Let's stop! ”

The guards slowly reined in their horses, and Li Zicheng took the lead in jumping off the horse and taking off his bow and arrows from the saddle. Then he said to the other guards, "Our horses are dead, let us come down and let them rest." If they rush up, we'll do it with them. If we don't rush up, we'll let the horses rest. ”

Of course, it is extremely dangerous to stay here, but Li Zicheng can only take a risk, and their horses really can't support it. To say that Li Zicheng still had a lot of preparations when he fled, he opened the bag hanging on the saddle and handed it to the mouth of the war horse, and the horse immediately put its mouth into the bag and gulped down the beans inside. This is the fastest way to restore the horse's strength.

Seeing Li Zicheng and them dismounting, Zhang Ying naturally understood that Li Zicheng and their war horses were no longer able to hold on.

"Rush over and kill their horses!" Zhang Ying ordered.