As the commander of the cavalry company, Lu Chen rode a horse and rushed to the front. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 In fact, his cavalry company arrived shortly after the wolf smoke rose, but it never entered the battle, just hid behind the nearby grove and watched the other mounted infantry launch one attack after another, until just now, when the mounted infantry retreated to the back of the grove to eat, his cavalry company appeared on the battlefield in the same clothes as the mounted infantry.

This did make the natives misjudge, and only treated them as ordinary mounted infantry, giving them a chance to surprise them.

Lu Chen gently pinched the horse's belly, and the war horse swooped forward, and he had already caught up with a musketeer who was running back. The musketeer had already dropped his musket, and with his bare hands, he just ran forward, not knowing that Lu Chen had chased after him.

The saber in Lu Chen's right hand slashed down diagonally like lightning, straight into the man's left shoulder, and with the impact of the horse, this knife almost split the musketeer in half.

"My knife skills are still not good enough." Lu Chen easily withdrew the saber, and the knife just now also shook his wrist a little. The dragoons of the Zheng family were to a large extent used as light cavalry responsible for pursuit, so the sabers equipped were also sabers that were more suitable for chasing and slashing the enemy's light cavalry style. Compared with the straight cavalry sword of the cuirassiers, this kind of saber emphasizes the impact and stabbing of the cavalry sword, which has a relatively larger arc, which is more suitable for chopping, and the force of the countershock is also smaller when chopping. And when conducting knife training, the knife instructor has also emphasized more than once that when attacking the enemy who is fleeing on foot, because the relative speed of the two sides is very different, when attacking, it is enough to rely on the speed of the horse and stretch out the knife to scratch, but it is not right to slash like this, and it is easy to hurt the arm.

But now Lu Chen can't care so much, and his war horse has caught up with a fleeing native. Gently stretched out the saber, flattened the saber, and swept past the man with the momentum of the horse's impact.

Lu Chen felt that the tip of the saber seemed to have touched something, but he didn't have time to turn his head to look at the results of this sword, because there were more targets in front of him, and if he moved a little slower, he might miss it.

More than a hundred cavalrymen rushed straight into the fleeing musketeers, and almost in the blink of an eye, they killed dozens of musketeers, and the remaining musketeers loaded into the ranks of sword and shield men, and smashed those sword and shield men into a mess. Seeing the cavalry rushing straight over, they immediately panicked, and some of the sword and shield soldiers standing in front couldn't help but turn their heads and run towards the back. Although the cavalry had not yet rushed up, the natives' formation had almost collapsed.

Originally, according to the original plan, Lu Chen's plan was just to rush up and cut down a batch of the enemy's musketeers, and then pull away and dismount to bully those sword and shield soldiers with muskets. But seeing this situation, Lu Chen naturally would not retreat according to the original plan, he made a gesture to let everyone slow down a little, and continued to drive those routed soldiers, let them crush the ranks of the natives behind, and then swept over one by one, and finally completely let the natives lose control.

The reaction of those natives was similar to Lu Chen's estimate, because the formation was chaotic, so every time the sword and shield soldiers appeared in front of Lu Chen and the others' horses, they were scattered, and in the face of the impact of the war horses and the attacks of several swords, they were cut down almost in an instant. The rest of the sword and shield soldiers immediately turned around, ran away from their weapons, and joined the rout.

An army, if it is not well organized, can easily fall into an avalanche of routs and cannot extricate itself. It is even easy to happen that a large army is completely routed by an elite small army. For example, in the Battle of Weishui, the hundreds of thousands of troops of the former Qin were completely defeated by the Eastern Jin army of no more than tens of thousands in such an avalanche. In Liaodong, such stories are also constantly staged between the Ming army and the Eight Banners. Although it has been trained for a period of time, the organization of the indigenous army is still not very good. So the level of chaos in the entire indigenous army is also getting higher and higher.

Olsen stood in a car and watched the battle ahead, which was now out of control.

"Damn natives, what idiots!" Olsen scolded bitterly. Now that the situation is getting out of hand, he must make a decision now.

"Turn the cannon around!" Olsen yelled, "Load the shotgun, over there!" Whoever comes close, open fire, and don't let those damn natives rush our ranks! James, you hurry up and tow the ox cart over there, stop there! ”

A group of mercenaries hurriedly turned the cannon around, and Captain James drove several carts between the natives and the mercenaries. These carts were not enough to form a tight barrier, but with them in front of them, the routers would naturally run in both directions, and would not directly break up the ranks of mercenaries.

James had just set up the cart when the rout rushed over. At this time, the musketeers of the mercenaries had also completed their formation, and it was best to prepare for shooting.

"Don't worry about those who run away from both sides of the cart, if you dare to run over the cart towards us, shoot them!" Olsen shouted, "First row squat ready!" ”

The routs were blocked by the cart, and most of the people turned to both sides, but the carts were not densely arranged, and there were only two ropes tied between the two carts, so there were still many people who got from between the two carts and ran towards the mercenary position.

"First row ready!" Olsen raised his command knife high, opened his eyes, and shouted loudly.

The routs got closer and closer, and more began to run down the ropes, or flip over the carts and run towards the mercenaries.

Olsen estimated the distance, then slashed down the command knife as he shouted, "Fire!" ”

"Bang! Bang...... "The mercenaries in the first platoon fired, and the dozen or so routs who rushed to the front were immediately knocked to the ground. Some of the routs behind were startled by the blow and stood still. But the routs a little later did not understand it, and still rushed over, colliding with the routs who were stopping in front of them.

"Fire!" Olsen shouted.

The two cannons opened fire with a "boom". Hundreds of shotguns swept over, knocking the routs huddled together to the ground, and the blow alone left dozens of people behind.

The sound and lethality of the cannon far exceeded the salvo of the musket, and its deterrent power far exceeded that of the musket. Therefore, after this blow, some of the routs who wanted to cross the cart also retreated, and could only flee along the cart to both sides.

However, this cannon was only able to deal with it for a while, because more of the routs behind did not see what was happening in front of them at all, so it didn't take long for some of the routs to cross the blockade line formed by the carts and run towards the mercenaries' positions, and then they were knocked to the ground by the mercenaries with muskets or cannons, and soon, in front of their positions, began to be full of corpses. These corpses served as a good warning when they arrived, and there were now very few routs who fled towards the mercenary positions. However, this does not mean the end of the crisis. With the routs detouring, Olsen finally had time to focus on the situation again.

The Chinese cavalry was still chasing, chasing and killing the routs, and the Chinese militia in Jiangjiazhuang also came out of the stockade, they lined up in a neat line, holding flintlock guns, and were approaching and firing at the natives. The natives, who were in disarray, could barely do anything to resist, and were knocked to the ground by the bullets they fired. If it weren't for the fact that there were rice fields outside Zhuangzi, in order to maintain their formation, these Chinese militiamen needed to walk through the muddy rice fields, which led to a great slowdown in the speed of advance (the Chinese regimental training had not yet mastered the technical maneuvers such as changing columns into horizontal formations in battle), I am afraid that the casualties they would have caused would be greater.

"Captain, we must consider retreating." James said to Olson, "The natives on both flanks have all collapsed, and if we don't retreat, we'll be besieged." ”

Olsen knew that what James said was very reasonable, but retreat was not an easy task, and at any time, retreating in front of the enemy was a very difficult matter, especially when the side was basically in a state of collapse. Of course, if it was just to race against the natives, Olsen was more confident. Mercenaries eat better and are better trained, which means that they can definitely run faster than those natives in long-distance running. And those slower natives stood in the way, and most of the Chinese couldn't catch up with them. And yet, damn it, those Chinese have cavalry!

Olsen had just seen the charge of those cavalry, to be honest, these light cavalry were not as skilled as the Spanish cavalry, but they were cavalry after all, cavalry that could slash and flee the enemy on horseback, not those mounted infantry who did not even have a saber, they could easily catch up with any enemy with only two legs, and then give him a hard blow from behind with a saber......

Of course, the number of these cavalry is limited, only more than a hundred, in the battle just now, although they have the upper hand, but still lost some, now the number should be less than a hundred, and the battle in front of them, should also make them very tired (cutting people is a hard job). But they are still the biggest nightmare of the defeated soldiers, especially since the mercenaries are all Europeans, and they are particularly conspicuous, and it is said that on the Chinese side, the reward for killing or capturing a European mercenary is much higher than killing or capturing a native. So Olsen was almost sure that once he and the mercenaries fled, the cavalry would leave behind the worthless natives and desperately pursue him.

However, it is indeed impossible not to retreat, and if you do not retreat, the mercenaries will be encircled, and none of them will be able to escape.

"Let's retreat!" Olsen finally gave such an order. Unlike the other mercenaries, he also had a horse, a beautiful Andalusian horse.