The piercing suona sound suddenly sounded, which startled the Mongolian Zhenguo Gong Karchuhun, who was not used to this kind of sound, and when he saw clearly what seemed to be the sound in the Ming army, he relaxed, scolded a few words, and led his five thousand Mongolian cavalry to run slowly along the edge of the battlefield.

The battlefield is a rectangle, a flat land between the mountains, although vast, but in the Ming and Qing dynasties tens of thousands of people on both sides of the situation, but it does not seem to be enough, the cavalry of Karchuhun far bypassed, has almost touched the side of the mountain, from the wooded slope cliffs are not far away.

Sending Kar Chuhun to attack the Ming army does not mean that he has a cavalry to attack the large array set up by the Ming army with a stiff neck, which is to let 5,000 Mongols go to death, and no matter how strong the cavalry is, directly impact the foot soldiers with spears and waiting for the addition of firearms, all of which hit the iron plate.

Therefore, Nikan needs to be contained head-on, so that the Ming army cannot concentrate its firepower to prevent the Khalchuhun circling in a circle, and the means of containment is to slowly force his large array forward.

Nikan squinted his eyes, looking at the Kuizhou army's formation for a long time, and in his heart, he had silently had a strategy.

"The Ming army is strong, the wings are slightly thinner, and the front army is even less pitiful bird commanders and sword and shield hands, although there are partial carriages lined up in a car formation, but it is not strong, the impact is good, it is easy to crush the past." Nikan thought secretly, without any anxiety about the enemy, and everyone could see the ease between his eyebrows: "The cavalry on both sides is far behind the cannons, and the number of those cannons is quite large, and there are more than ten on each side." ”

He stared at the extremely abnormal artillery positions on both sides of the Kuizhou army for a long time, and if nothing is ordinary, it is a demon, and the Ming army that can continuously conquer Pingyang Mansion and trap Taiyuan City should not be so incompetent.

"The cannon is very big, comparable to the red-clothed cannon, those wheels are higher than the horse, I don't know how the Ming army got it, it seems that Wang Huan pressed the treasure on this cannon."

However, he looked and looked, and did not see anything particularly unusual about these cannons, except that the muzzles of the cannons were not facing forward, but pointed diagonally at a certain angle.

"Shelling? Hum! Miscalculated! Nikan tapped the horsewhip on his palm and sneered: "The maximum distance of the red-clothed cannon is only five or six miles, and the Ming army can't hit him with the guns of the Ming army, if the Ming army dares to turn the muzzle of the cannon and follow the cavalry of the Khalchuhun to aim and go, then it will give me the opportunity to hit head-on, the cannon is not as good as the bird command, and I have to stop and wash the chamber after a cannon, and delay a lot of time, and when he is ready to shoot two shots, my warriors have rushed to the Ming army, no matter how good the cannon is, it is scrap copper and rotten iron!" ”

Shaking his head, Nikan was sure in his heart, and after thinking about it carefully, he felt that he had calculated all the possible responses taken by the Ming army, and there was nothing missing, and these possible responses, in his opinion, were all like a child's play.

"Fighting on the battlefield, the emphasis is on being fast, and the fight is ruthless!" The corners of Nikan's mouth twitched, and he snorted coldly again, and said to Bolo: "The Ming army made these mysterious tricks, thinking that they could bluff the two of us, but I don't know how to talk about ghosts in front of real people, I think, without our Eight Banners Lang fighting, this guy can beat the pass." ”

Bolo was tall and big, sturdy, as burly as a man and a bear, and when he heard Nikan say this, he said with regret: "It's a pity, it's a pity! I still have a little hope for this Wang Huan, thinking that I can meet a good opponent and kill seriously, isn't it boring to hear the prince say this? ”

The two looked at each other and laughed, and when everyone behind them heard this, they all laughed, and the arrogant and undisguised laughter spread far and wide with the wind.

After laughing, Nikan exclaimed: "Where is Cao Zhenyan? ”

Cao Zhenyan, the chief soldier of the Han army, stepped forward when he heard the sound, knelt in front of Nikan Ma and said loudly: "The last general!" ”

Nikan didn't move on his horse, and said as steady as Mount Tai: "Order you to lead three thousand Han troops, urge the army forward, attract the attention of the Ming army, and don't let its cannons turn around and shoot at the cavalry of Karchuhun, there must be no mistake!" ”

"Huh!" Cao Zhenyan answered again, got up, brushed off the thick cotton armor on his body, and turned to leave.

After a short rest, the three rows of Han troops placed in the front of the Qing army, under Cao Zhenyan's order, gathered into a team and launched a group of shield cars, three as a group, divided into several groups, forming a large goose-shaped formation, slowly pushing forward.

Nikan saw it, and glanced in the direction of Karchuhun from afar, and saw that the Mongol soldiers had gone around seven or eight miles away, and began to run slowly along the edge of the battlefield in the direction of the Ming army's left flank artillery position.

"Drumming! Honk! Nikan shouted: "Cheer for the Han army, cheer for Karchuhun!" ”

The order was passed down very neatly, and several cowhide drums set up in the middle of the Qing army were immediately "knocked" and beaten, and the low horns were like waves rolling sand, rippling from the top of the Qing army's large array in all directions.

In the very rhythmic drum beat, the shield cart of the Han army walked very slowly, basically three times in a step.

"Slow down!" Cao Zhenyan's shield car was lined up in the left back position of the goose-shaped array, he knew that his task was to attract the attention of the artillery in front of the Ming army, but looking at the caliber of those cannons, the iron bullets fired were probably not something that the shield car could stop, and self-protection was the most important, so he paid great attention to controlling the speed, and a pair of eyes passed through the gap in the shield car, and kept staring at the movement of the Ming artillery on the opposite side.

Those Baijia Ming soldiers just started to be busy after a strange suona sound, watching the movements, it seemed that they were loading and loading, and some people picked up the red-hot iron chisels one by one, squatting by the cannon, as if they were preparing to be fired.

Cao Zhenyan's heart immediately tightened, and he looked nervously at the muzzles of those giant cannons, fortunately, the Ming army did not turn the muzzles, and the artillery on both sides was still placed diagonally, the artillery on the right pointed to the left of the battlefield, and the artillery on the left pointed to the right of the battlefield, and none of the guns were facing the front.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Cao Zhenyan had to admit that he was cowardly, everyone knows the power of the red-clothed cannon, even though the cannon was fired extremely slowly, but what if the cannon didn't have long eyes and came at him?

Here is still five miles away from the Ming army's big array, should not be able to fight themselves, although in front of the unobstructed plain, but the Ming army's firearms will not pose a threat to the Han army, Cao Zhenyan steadily pressed the speed, peeking at the cavalry of Kar Chuhun, extremely excited in his heart, as long as the Mongols can go around smoothly, he will wait for the Ming army to be in chaos, and then rush over to break the formation and pick up the cheap.

Karchuhun was also full of excitement, an irrepressible joy filled his brain, five thousand Mongolian soldiers had already followed the distance where the cannon could not hit, and approached the artillery position on the left side of the Ming army, and the Ming army did not seem to react, the cannon muzzle on the left was actually facing the right, and the direction of the Mongolian soldiers was completely different, I really don't know if these Ming troops did not know whether they were alive or dead, or were not afraid of death.

His face became hideous, at this moment it was only four or five miles away from the Ming army's artillery position, once the cavalry accelerated, it would be possible to run in less than a few moments, and the sprinting cavalry, how could it be that the flesh and blood of the Ming army could stop it.

The spear in his hand was slowly raised, the spurs under his feet gently touched the horse's belly, the horse began to accelerate slowly, and the horse's hooves with iron palms stepped on the yellow earth, turning from slow walking to jogging.

At this moment, a burst of thunder exploded over the battlefield, and the "boom boom" was like being on his side, which shook Karchu and jumped all over, looking at the sky in amazement, it was going to rain?

The sun was high in the sky, and there was not even half a cloud, but I heard someone around me exclaiming: "The Ming army has opened fire!" ”

Karchu looked down anxiously, UU read a book I saw that on the other side of the Ming army's large array, on the position of more than ten cannons lined up on the right, green smoke was rising.

Karchuhun's pupils shrank, and then he immediately relaxed, and almost laughed, the artillery position over there was at least more than eight miles away from him, and the red-clothed cannon of the Qing Dynasty didn't have this ability, just the inferior goods of the Ming army? Don't blow up the chamber without a few shots.

His smile appeared on his face, and before it could be unfolded, it froze, like a piece of dry mud.

More than a dozen iron bullets roared in the face, hitting the dense cavalry queue with a strong wind, chopping waves and slashing more than a dozen bloody paths, whether it was a heavy cavalry with two layers of armor or a light cavalry wearing armor, in front of the iron bullet like a thunderbolt cutting through the sky, it collapsed like tofu.

Flesh and blood were flying, blood splattering.

All the people or horses in the way of the iron bullet were turned into flying pieces of minced meat, bursting into the sky, screaming again and again, exclamations continued, the cavalry wanted to hide, but it was too late, the entire cavalry queue was like being cut into countless pieces of cloth by a dozen scissors, pierced by the iron bullets that were shot, and divided into sections.

The horses were stunningly killed, and the cavalry, which had just begun to charge, was strangled in the sound of artillery.