Tian Shiyuan, who was on the left flank, had already raised his horsewhip, and he was about to lead the cavalry to rush forward to intercept the oncoming cavalry with a single or two blows from the governor.

But the military order he was waiting for did not come for a long time, and the cavalry of Duoyan Sanwei had already rushed over. Tian Shiyuan raised his eyes to the right and didn't see any movement of the cavalry on the right flank, and he couldn't help but be very worried.

Now it is a very good situation, this new type of firearm is very powerful, and most of the cavalry charging from Duoyan Sanwei is scattered, and only a few hundred cavalry are left to rush over, which is already a great victory.

But now it is even more important to consolidate the victory, and the remaining cavalry of the Duoyan Sanwei should not be allowed to rush to the front of the formation, and the musketeers who are not escorted by pikemen can only be slaughtered in the face of the cavalry! For the sake of now, the cavalry can only be restrained by cavalry!

But the Governor did not mobilize the cavalry! Not only Tian Shiyuan thought so, but Zhou Yang also thought about it, he kept shouting in his heart, mobilize the cavalry, mobilize the cavalry, mobilize the cavalry!

In fact, the cavalry charged against the muskets, and the last the charge, the easier it became. The distance of half a small distance was only a moment, and seeing that it was already too late, Zhou Yang closed his eyes in some pain.

He didn't want to look at it, the big battle that had already laid the chance for victory was going to be defeated in the end! Although there were only a few hundred cavalry left, once they rushed to the front of the formation, the musketeers were bound to be scattered, and at this time, the rear team on the opposite side immediately charged and killed, and the entire army would be scattered!

Most of the charging cavalry broke up, but there was still a thousand-strong team that was not affected and rushed over without fear of death, which made Zhang Zhijie a little surprised.

There are really warriors on the grassland, this pair of thousands of people is definitely the elite of the elite, in the face of the rest of the cavalry rushing at the same time scattered, they were able to continue the fierce charge without being affected, it can be described as an iron horse!

Zhang Zhijie was only slightly surprised and calculated that if this thousand-man team never broke up in the face of muskets, it would be able to rush to the front of the battle when losing more than half of the losses. In fact, in such a situation, this thousand-person team has not collapsed, and it should not collapse!

There will be four or five hundred cavalry rushing to the front of the formation, and Zhang Zhijie also hesitated for a moment, whether to mobilize cavalry to drive the charging cavalry! Although the flintlock muskets were already equipped with bayonets, the musketeers of the Shenji battalion had never fought in close combat, let alone against cavalry.

Although he went through strict training when he was in Beijing, he did not stand the test of the battlefield after all. Whether or not they can resist the cavalry still depends on the between.

However, Zhang Zhijie vetoed the idea of transferring cavalry in an instant, because once the cavalry was mobilized to fight between the two armies, if the cavalry of Duoyan Sanwei in the distance took the opportunity to cover up and kill, the flintlock pistol would be scrapped!

That would have been a scuffle between the cavalry, although the musketeers had killed and wounded many of the cavalry of the Douyan Sanwei and routed the charging cavalry. But can the 5,000 cavalry of the Beijing camp plus the 5,000 cavalry of the border town really win the cavalry of Duoyan Sanwei?

Zhang Zhijie only thought for a moment and decided to believe in the musketeers of the Shenji Battalion that he had trained single-handedly, although they had never used bayonets and never resisted cavalry in close combat, but Zhang Zhijie believed that they could resist these hundreds of grassland cavalry!

The cavalry was getting closer and closer, and the musketeers had stopped firing, but all held flintlock muskets in both hands under the military order, and the bayonets slanted upwards glittered in the sun.

The incessant sound of muskets had finally stopped, and the sound of the artillery had long since ceased, except for the rumbling hooves of horses echoing in their ears, and the sound of their blood rushing. The muskets stopped, they had suffered so much damage, and even many of the cavalry were scattered, they finally rushed over.

Hack and slash! Now it's time to slash and kill! Slash and avenge the dead! Because their charge was paved with the blood and corpses of their clansmen! In order to repay those dead heroic spirits, the only way to do this is to slash and slaughter!

What is a musket when it comes to melee? It's a useless burning stick! When it comes to melee combat, these firecrackers are as good as their bare hands! Closer, closer, just as they were thinking like this, their eyes were shining with bright lights!

It is indeed a firearm, although it is a firearm with a strange shape, but it is also a powerful firearm! But they were horrified to find that there was a long knife tip in front of the long firearm! Although it is not as long as a spear, it is not short!

They saw clearly the Ming soldiers in front of them, and those soldiers stared at the front with resolute eyes, and there was no sign of panic trying to escape. They also saw clearly the firearms in the hands of the soldiers, the firearms with a unique shape, and at the front of the firearms there was a long tip of a knife, which shimmered with cold light.

When they saw clearly, they were only a breath or two away from rushing into the Ming army's formation, and at this time, they only had time to think of a thought in their hearts, who is this special mother so lacking in virtue that he actually came up with such a shady method of installing the tip of a knife on a firearm?

Zhang Zhijie, who was scolded for his lack of morality, was nervously watching the battlefield, and the remaining four or five hundred cavalry finally rushed to the front of the formation, rushing into the bayonet bush like a forest, and in an instant, people were on their backs and flesh and blood flying!

Although Rulin's bayonet gave the cavalry a lot of damage, the cavalry who rushed to the front still relied on the powerful impact to tear a hole in the neat military formation with their own flesh and blood.

The cavalry behind rushed in with a powerful charge. Zhang Zhijie held his breath and looked at the formation in front of him, facing the powerful cavalry, although the formation was messy by the impact, but there were no musketeers to retreat, they kept stabbing with bayonets!

Zhang Zhijie breathed a sigh of relief for a moment, the musketeers he trained with one hand did not live up to his expectations, and the cavalry did not flinch in the face of superiority, but met them with bayonets together.

The charging cavalry rushed into the enemy formation, and before his children and grandchildren had time to gather the rout, he wanted to charge with the rear team, and lead them to break the enemy formation in one fell swoop! Just as he was about to raise his whip and give the order, he suddenly found that the somewhat messy enemy formation, which had been charged, was rapidly recovering.

And the cavalry that had already rushed in did not break up the enemy formation as he expected, but was gradually being eaten away. Although some of the Ming army's formations were a little messy by the impact, they were rapidly recovering.

And the entire Ming army's formation is still immovable, not to mention broken, there is not even a riot! Just when he was surprised, the four or five hundred cavalry had been eaten away and only a hundred horsemen remained, and they would soon be drowned in the enemy formation.

I swallowed back the command of my children and grandchildren who were about to exit the charge, and the hands holding the scimitar were a little white!

(End of chapter)