The drums beat and beat, with pikemen and sword and shield bearers standing in the middle, and musketeers on either side of the line. The production of flintlock pistols was not 100 meters in a day, and each army only had time to distribute an additional 500 flintlock pistols.

"Ready!"

The 20,000 infantrymen lined up in small phalanxes and headed towards a large herd of gray cattle on the opposite side. The spears were inserted at forty-five degrees, the sword and shield men lined up, and the musketeers began to check whether the gunpowder on their pockets had any leaks, and whether the muskets were good or not.

In particular, a large and small cannon was pushed to the front of the position. The shortened two-pounder cannon was already stuffed with shotguns, ready for the cattle on the other side to taste it.

The art of war of the Slavs is still a hundred years ago, and Wu Yangyang's gray cattle walk around the crowd, and there is no such thing as a front row and a back row. Although the Grand Duchy of Moscow at this time had artillery, it was not of good quality, and it was still a small cannon snatched from Lithuania, so it was completely ignored.

"Our boyars! Cavalry, charge! The cavalry commander Alexander Rov raised his banner alof, and told boyar and his attendants to prepare a wave to break the weak line on the opposite side.

"Eight-pounder cannon!" The artillerymen began to ignite.

Qin Cang beckoned the seven female slaves at hand to come over.

"Who will win this battle, you say?" Qin Cang pinched Elizabeth's chin and asked. This queen has good skin, and there is always a rebellious air in her eyes, which is very good. Compared to the few other slaves who have long been tamed as, she is very good.

"Of course it's the Great Khan........" the other slave girls said. Although they don't know what the future holds.

"Muscovites, of course!" Elizabeth said stubbornly.

"Oh? Make a bet. If I win, you're going to have to work with me tonight for everything. Qin Cang said with a laugh. Didn't care at all that there were other officers next to him.

"What if you lose?" Elizabeth asked unwillingly.

"Then you're going to do whatever you want in the enemy's tent tonight."

Qin Cang didn't say much, but let the cavalry start to play.

The Grand Duchy of Moscow at this moment had neither Cossack cavalry nor the famous iron cavalry of the Don, and the Kazakhs did not belong to it. What they had was nothing more than the heavy cavalry they had learned from Constantinople hundreds of years earlier.

Oh yes, and their javelins.

As a traditional skill of the Slavs, the javelin cannot be left untasted. （

Nearly 20,000 light and heavy Slavic cavalry has been slowly activated.

Your own cavalry moved. The more than 20,000 Tatar cavalry mobilized this time were the newly annexed tribes of the Ruthenian territory, so they were not good at hard warfare, so the backbone of the field was still the Royal Forest Army and the Dragon Cavalry Army.

The cavalry of the two armies held high the battle flags and rode forward!

Ride a gun!

Rulin's spear was suddenly raised diagonally forward!

"Forward!"

Compared with the loose boyar noble cavalry, Qin Cang's knights showed excellent riding skills after intensive training! All of them are covered by men and horses in one plate armor! The skill of etching and carving is even more mysterious with the demon mask, and the connection between human feet and human feet is given a domineering name - Iron Armor Company Battalion.

The cavalry team that moved like a city wall ran out of the infantry line and lined up in front of it!

"Fire!"

"Charge!!"

Artillery roars! The thunderous roar of the eight-pounder cannon brought a black line of death straight into the enemy ranks! I watched my teammates being knocked off half of their bodies, and even people and horses were beaten to slag by artillery! Such an excitement surprised the cavalry in the front row!

The power of the artillery...... How fierce is it?

The instant collapse of the boyar noble cavalry team in chaos changed the frequency of the advance, and the situation of one side advancing and the other side of the chaos almost turned the front of the battle into a pot of porridge!

Vasily II was invisible, so he could only listen to the acolytes dictate the pre-war situation. However, the attendants themselves did not understand. With so many cavalry, there is no end in sight.

"Full speed charge!" The trumpet sounded in the ranks of the knights, and under the masks of the demons, the nervous but happy expressions of the soldiers flashed!

"Charge!"

The rumbling of artillery stopped, but the sound of horses' hooves thundered again!

The smoke cleared, and the boyar noble cavalry looked in shock at the terrifying knight who rushed out of the gray smoke! They are all in plate armor, gorgeous and precious, they wear oriental-style demon masks, terrifying and evil!

They raised their riding guns!

"Poof!"

At the moment when the cavalry spear penetrated the **, the cavalrymen in the front row instantly lost consciousness......

Draw the knife! Slash! is not afraid of the other party's resistance to the death, and shuttles leisurely! The mace and hammer of the Han people can easily smash their heads and melons, revealing the white melons, and their javelins cannot pierce the armor of the Han people even if they have enough strength!

Go to pieces! The complete collapse allowed the cavalry to flee in full! They were the ruling pillars of the Grand Duchy of Moscow, the body of the nobility. They can't die, and as soon as they die, the family business is over.......

"Grand Duke...... boyars.... Defeated......"

"Their cavalry is all dressed in armor that covers their bodies! Even horses have full-body plate armor! ”

Vasily II was silent. Is it another defeat?

"Nope! Let all the infantry rush forward! Drive them down the river! Let them all drown! "Vasily II shouted wildly!

The rear also issued an order, all the cattle, for the great principality!

Go to hell!

The infantry surging in the rear made Qin Cang frown. You can't put your precious cavalry on a war of attrition. They have lost the power they had when they sprinted.

"Let the cavalry retreat. Outflanked by the Tatar cavalry! It's time for our infantry to show their hands. ”

The flag waved, and the cavalry began to turn and retreat.

The grey animals rejoiced when they saw the enemy retreating! We are the winners! They keep running!

Run, run.

Suddenly, countless screams shattered their dreams!

Canister! Four-pounder gun! Eight-pounder cannon! The cannons of different timbres seemed to play a symphony, and the infantrymen raised their muskets.

Scattered thousands of people crossed the 100-meter line.

"Fire!"

The first row did not hesitate to press the trigger!

Second row!

Third row!

Pick up the first row.......

Crazy shooting like a spinning wheel fills the air! The soldier is like a machine spinning back and forth!

The Russian infantry in the back rushed forward, while the soldiers in front ........ Rush to hell.

When the people in the back found that the corpses in front had been piled up into a wall, they were afraid. They retreated........

"Outflank! Let them surrender! Not a single deserter remains! Qin Cang grinded his teeth and said disdainfully. And at his feet, the seven men looked at the battlefield filled with gunsmoke and lost its color.