The Mongols' feathered arrows flew past the dragoons. Shirakawa slowed down his speed and let the others pass him - he had to preside over the first blow of Mangu's tactics. Soon, he was at the back of the line.

"Control the speed—" Shirakawa shouted, and the dragoons began to slow down in order to get the Mongol cavalry closer, and an arrow landed on Shirakawa's back, but the arrows from the cavalry's soft bow couldn't penetrate his half-body armor.

"Ready!" Shirakawa shouted, turning around at the same time, pointing the shotgun in his hand at the Mongol cavalry who was following him and shooting arrows at him with soft bows. The Mongol, of course, knew what was pointing at him. He knew that the power of this thing was not comparable to that of a cavalryman's soft bow. So he didn't care about shooting any more arrows, but he didn't dare to slow down immediately, because he might be hit by other horses chasing after him. So he could only writhe frantically on the horse, trying to hide himself behind the horse's head and neck, while slowly slowing down.

"Free fire!" Shirakawa roared and at the same time pulled the bolt, and six shotguns came out of the barrel, one of which hit the neck of the Mongol's warhorse. The horse neighed, gave off its front legs, and fell. The Mongol fell to the ground, and before he could get up, a horse behind him, who could not dodge, stepped on his vest with one hoof......

The hit rate and power of shotguns shooting at such a distance are naturally much more than those of bows and arrows, but after all, it is on a galloping horse, the horses are running, the people are also moving, and the hands are also moving, and the shotguns are used, even if the shooting distance is very close, even less than ten steps, but the hit rate is not too high, and the hit rate of this round of shooting is actually only about a quarter.

However, this hit rate is still far more than that of the cavalry bow, and the lethality is even more incomparable to the cavalry bow. Almost as long as it hits, it means that an enemy is incapacitated.

There was still one bullet in the barrel of Baihe, and he turned the barrel of the gun to aim at another Mongol cavalryman. As soon as the Mongol saw the muzzle of the black hole, he couldn't help but turn his horse to the side, and then collided with a cavalryman who was also turning. The high-speed horses immediately flipped to the ground, and as for the two cavalrymen on them, they no longer posed a threat now, so Bai He didn't even look at them again. At this time, another Mongolian cavalry approached from the diagonal direction.

The Mongol cavalryman approached the White River, but turned his head to look to the other side. Apparently he was dodging another shotgun, but he didn't want to run headlong into Shirakawa's gun. Shirakawa waited until the Mongol soldier was close enough that Shirakawa could almost put the muzzle of his gun on his helmet before pulling the trigger. There was a "bang" of gunshots, and the Mongolian cavalryman fell off his horse without snorting.

There were no more bullets in Shirakawa's gun, so he grabbed his horse's belly and began to accelerate, past his other teammates, until he reached the front of the company. Then reduce the speed again, and at the same time hang the fired shotgun on the saddle with the muzzle facing up, and then pull out a silk medicine bag from a pocket on the other side of the saddle, and slowly stuff it into the muzzle of the shotgun. It's not a difficult move, but it's still not easy on a running horse. It took a long time for Bai He to stuff the two medicine bags into the barrel of the gun. Shirakawa pressed the bag tightly with a strip attached to the saddle, and there was a sharp bulge in the barrel near the chamber, and in the process of pressing the bag, this bulge would tear open the bag and let it go. Shoot. The medicine was exposed so that it could be lit with flint.

Then there is the loading of shotguns, and the saddle of the White River is also made of fine leather. A small funnel is tied to the strip, the hopper is pressed against the muzzle, and the shotgun is poured in, and then the strip is pressed firmly. The reload is complete.

In the process, there were constantly cavalry overtaking him, and they were all dragoons who had completed two shots. When Bai He loaded his bullets and looked back, there were only two rows of dragoons behind him, and the Mongols who were chasing them seemed to hesitate and slow down significantly. So much so that the dragoons had to slow down to a trot.

Before Baihe could reach the end of the line, the Mongols stopped, some of them jumping off their horses and feeling their hard bows for foot shooting, while others were still on horseback, sabers in hand—now they were trying to switch to the defense.

Bai He knew that his task was not to entangle with these Mongols, he glanced at the Mongols, and ordered the company to continue to advance, and the Mongols followed, but this time they did not dare to follow too closely, just hung from a distance.

At this time, a large wheat field has appeared in front of Baihe's eyes. Only a portion of the wheat field was harvested, but not a single person was to be seen in the wheat field.

"Alright. Get ready to burn this wheat! One platoon was on guard, two platoons and three platoons were ready to set fire. Shirakawa ordered.

A platoon of soldiers formed a battle formation, and the Mongols, who were following from a distance, first stopped. Then they began to approach slowly, presumably trying to attack the dragoons with their bows.

During this time, the soldiers in the second and third rows sprinkled bags of fire oil (light crude oil from Borneo) into the wheat field, and a strange smell suddenly rose from the wheat field.

Seeing that the preparations for arson had been completed, Shirakawa asked everyone to get on their horses, and then threw a fire fold into the wheat field, and the fire immediately burned. Bai He looked at the fire and saw that the fire was already so big that it was basically uncontrollable, so he ordered everyone to get on their horses and move on.

The Mongols had no idea that the fire in the wheat field would burn so much at once, and by the time they ran to it, the flames had already burned into a single piece, and the rising heat made it impossible to get close to it. Through the fire and smoke, they could faintly see that the Ming cavalry was moving away......

On this day, three battalions of cavalry attacked from all sides, and although the Qing army tried to intercept them, a large number of cavalry still overtook their interception and burned large areas of wheat and sorghum fields. In the battle of the cavalry of both sides, the cavalry of the Model Army also gained a huge advantage. This forced the Manchus to mobilize more cavalry for defense, which further increased the Manchu attrition.

The high-intensity battle lasted for almost a week, which was a huge test not only for the people, but also for the horses. By the last days of the week, the Qing cavalry was almost powerless, because their horses could no longer hold on. Mongolian horses are known for being resistant to roughage, but if they want to maintain a high level of fighting, they must use a lot of concentrate such as beans and eggs. However, my Daqing Dynasty did not have the financial resources to feed so many war horses with such concentrated feed, and my Daqing war horses all relied on slowly raising some fat, and then gradually consumed in the battle. Cavalry supported by such a way could not complete long-term and high-intensity operations. Therefore, in the future, the cavalry of the Model Army almost entered no man's land, and the farmland near the Da Liao River was almost destroyed, and this winter in my Great Qing Dynasty must be very difficult.

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