Sixteen Qing cavalry were less than a hundred paces away, and these Tartars were obviously much taller than Wei Li, and they were either in leather armor or cotton jackets—they should be cotton armor.

Looking at the ten Wei Li people in front of them, these Tartar cavalry did not mean to be nervous at all, but grinned there, looking at the Jiaozhou battalion soldiers in front of them with confused eyes.

The reconnaissance cavalry of the Jiaozhou battalion are all leather armor, the key parts are inlaid with iron leaves, and the helmet is the same, which is completely different from the system of the Ming army, and when these Tartar cavalry meet a small group of Ming troops, whether it is a foot soldier or a cavalry, as long as they watch the Tartar cavalry come from a distance, they will immediately look at the wind and run away, and they can't catch up.

But right now, this small horse team, not running or talking, and dismounting, do they want to fight, are these Han people's brains broken?

The horses of the Tartar cavalry were hung with long knives and wooden spears, obviously two ways of impact and slashing, and there were also people carrying big bows, these dozen Tartars looked at Wei Li's group indifferently, there were many people but it was clear at a glance, I haven't heard that the more people can't beat the less, especially against the Han people.

In addition to weapons, the horses of these Qing cavalry also hung things in large bags and small bags, and even two cavalrymen had a person on the back of their horses.

Although Wei Li was nervously preparing, they could still hear a hoarse cry from the opposite side, it was a woman's voice, it seemed to be a captive woman, and in the Jiaozhou battalion's plain preaching, there was not much to be said about what Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong's army had done.

For the Jurchen in Liaozhen, what they did several times was a big exaggeration, and those cruel things that were not as good as beasts were even more hateful after rendering, but the things in the books were empty after all, and there was a lot of talk. The soldiers had a vague impression, but today they saw it directly.

Wei Li and his party gritted their teeth and put the fire gun flat, they couldn't rush hard in this situation, they could only wait for the other party to touch it, Wei Li said in a low voice:

"Brothers, today's brother is a drag on you, if we meet underground in the future, I will make amends to you."

"Phew, Wei Tou, you can't say anything auspicious. The stewed mutton and white flour cake in Fengmeng Town is good, wait for us to go back, Weitou, you can sit in the east and eat to your heart's content. ”

"That's it, you have to spend money to please!"

There is gossip here, and the Tartars over there look at the Han people who are not retreating on the other side, and are a little puzzled. A few people in the middle exchanged ears, burst into a burst of unbridled laughter, the two carrying people directly ripped the rope open, threw the person on the ground, and a few shouts, the Qing cavalry took out their weapons one after another.

In this short preparation time, it can be seen that the fighting quality of the Qing army is indeed high. Despite not taking the enemy to heart, and having an advantage, the Tartar cavalry aligned their formations, flattening their wooden spears and dropping them in the back. The knife and axe were drawn.

Wei Li still didn't move, and Fang Cai's apologetic joke made everyone's mood relax. It seems that the worst result is to die in battle, the Jiaozhou battalion has a generous pension for the soldiers who died in the war, what else are you afraid of, everyone keeps blowing the fire rope, so as not to extinguish the fire.

The middle tartar shouted, and the other horse's horse began to move forward, and the horse gradually accelerated. Slowly forced over. In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, but now even if it is in the light. I couldn't see what Wei Li was holding clearly. However, all the cavalry of the Qing army sent out to search are naturally strong men in a hundred battles, and they have also fought with the Ming army, so they naturally know the skills of the Ming army, which is nothing more than a burst of bows, arrows and firearms, and then just rush in and slash and kill.

Moreover, the horses gradually approached, causing psychological pressure on the other side, so that the Ming soldiers put the firearms in their hands out of the range to hit the first round, and then the horses and charged, this method has been tried and tested repeatedly.

However, the horses rushed through thirty paces, and the Han people on the opposite side still maintained their posture there, which made these Qing cavalry feel that something was wrong in their hearts, but the degree of horses still maintained an accelerated trend, and they encountered so many Ming troops, will these be special today? Where can things be so coincidental.

But the leader of the Tartars was still cautious, and commanded loudly:

"Thirty more steps, those dogs' firearms don't shoot, let's spread out in both directions!" The horses turned in the galloping movement, which only a very well-equipped cavalry could do, and as for the distance of forty paces from Wei Li, it was judged by experience on the battlefield that the firearms of the Ming army were killed within thirty paces at most, as long as they were outside this distance, at most they would burn the fur.

Although it is a dozen horses, they are neatly arranged, and the momentum is also amazing, according to common sense, the Ming army on the opposite side should have shot in panic a long time ago, but today there are many things that are unreasonable.

The horses of the Qing cavalry are actually slowing down, and these people are all controlling the horses, preparing to turn around at thirty paces, how can they get up quickly.

When the dim light of dusk was within fifty paces, it was finally possible to see clearly what the other party was holding in his hand, because the Tartar leader saw Wei Li and the fire gun in their hands, he couldn't help but laugh right away, what kind of damage can such a shoddy thing do, it seems that he has been deceived.

The distance was almost forty paces, and those Han people could be seen putting a fire head on the fire, as long as this round of firearms was finished, the people in front of them were pigs and sheep to be slaughtered.

"Boom!"

Nine fiery guns rang out, and in this quiet and empty twilight, they were particularly loud, and the weighted lead bullets flew out with a whistling whistle.

Sixteen cavalry of the Qing army, two rows in the front and back, and nine guns of fire were to knock five people off their horses, in fact, such a result was already good, and the smoothbore gun could have such a result after the opponent entered the effective shooting range, and it could even be called good.

But the other effect was very good, the smoke of the black powder after it was burning, and the loud sound of the fire bolt frightened the horses.

Except for the horses on both sides that were about to slow down, the rest of the horses were all neighing and twisting, and many of them were thrown off their horses by surprise, or fell to the ground with the horses.

Before the smoke of gunpowder had dissipated, six Tartar cavalrymen who had not been affected rushed over, but because of the disturbance just now, it was no longer a degree, and the impact of the horses was impossible to talk about, but it was still condescending.

The sky was dim, the smoke was obscured, and the vision was extremely poor, except for the person who rushed to the front with a long knife and slashed the Jiaozhou battalion soldier who couldn't dodge, the rest of the people were quickly dodged.

The Tartars who fell to the ground because of the disturbance of the horses also got up in a daze, knowing that this meeting was a narrow encounter, and they didn't care about anything else, so they scolded and drew their weapons.

The six Tartar cavalrymen who were still on the horse, just found the target on the side, but now the other party actually rushed straight over, while secretly scolding the other party for looking for death, while turning around and taking the knife to chop, but the other party didn't care about the long knife he chopped from a height, just stabbed it diagonally.

Before the knife could be slashed, he felt a chill in his chest and abdomen, followed by a sharp pain in his heart, and a short four-foot spear pierced through the gap between his ribs. The short spear was stabbed and retracted, and the Tartar cavalryman, feeling that his raised arm had no strength at all, roared in pain, and fell from his horse.

A straight stab is a straight-line distance, which always saves time than the arc distance of the chop, and on the battlefield, this time is enough to decide life and death.

It wasn't just the people who were stabbed by the short spears, but there were also horses and people who stood up and threw off the knights who were attacking on their backs.

In just two rounds, the horses neighed in pain, the cavalry howled, there were already eleven people who died here, Wei Liping held the short spear to open the slash of the tartar in front of him, stepped forward, shouted, the short spear in his hand pierced the throat of the opponent fiercely, pulled out the short spear and shook it left and right, looking at the Qing army almost stood up, and two people had already got on the horse.

Wei Li knew that he couldn't fall in love with the war, so he shouted at the top of his voice:

"Get on the horse! Pull! ”

Compared with the Tatar cavalry that fought separately, the horse soldiers of the Jiaozhou battalion had an advantage, in the usual training, they paid attention to each other's cooperation, and now their respective positions were on a line, after Wei Li's order, these soldiers made an attack posture in unison, forced each other to retreat a few steps, and then turned around and ran towards the horses.

The Tartar cavalry were a little dizzy in the battle just now, they didn't expect the other party to play like this, and their combat skills were so strong, they just shouted desperately to fight, but now the other party turned their heads and ran, stunned, they didn't chase immediately.

When he reacted, Wei Li and his party were already on the horse, and the soldier who was the horse stake had already turned the horse around, and those Tartar soldiers shouted and waved their weapons to catch up, Wei Li had already begun to beat the horse and start running, and the horse was also a short rest, with plenty of horsepower, and naturally ran fast.

After chasing a few steps, seeing that they couldn't catch up, the Tartar cavalry stopped in a daze, they died eight, and the other party only died four, and when I went back, it was a joke.

The mindset of the Qing army is that it is common sense for the Ming army to flee, and it must have disappeared.

Wei Li and a few of them rode out of a dozen steps, turned around, Wei Liping held a short spear, stared at those tartars with bloodshot eyes, clamped the horse, and shouted neighingly:

"Kill! Kill them all! ”

The six cavalrymen of the Jiaozhou battalion were condescending and rode towards the frightened Tartars......