The Tartar cavalry who were waiting for the battle brought great pressure, although the civilian army had an advantage in numbers this time, it was not obvious, and the five thousand Tartars had the momentum of black clouds pressing the village. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"No, we can't give them any more time." Wang Tiejun stared at each other, and it could be said that the Tartars were no better than them.

Chase all the way, and while recovering themselves, they are the same.

But the momentum of the people's army is still a little low.

This is a tartar.

Wu Hu suddenly smiled and said to everyone: "We have won this time, the Tartars lost a city first, and the pioneers were disabled by us, as long as we can retreat this time, the Tartars will lose face." ”

Wu Yi nodded, now Wu Hu is becoming more and more general-like, it is true, this time they have already slapped the Tartars, their goal has been achieved.

"It's not a win, my Wang Tiejun's soldiers are no worse than the Tartars, they also have two shoulders and one head."

Wang Tiejun didn't agree, he wanted victory and was ready to fight again.

This time, Liu Bazhi's small artillery was also released, and the artillerymen looked excited, they really didn't have many opportunities to fight, they had to seize this opportunity, and they had to surprise the Tartars, otherwise they would be sorry for their rear-loading guns.

The Tartars on the opposite side had long been aware of it, and when they saw the artillery, they laughed heartily and pointed their fingers.

"That's a big cannon." The Tartars all slandered.

Is this also a cannon?

In the past two years, the Qing Dynasty has attached great importance to artillery, especially when attacking the city, the wonder of artillery has opened their eyes, but they think that only the general cannon, that is the real artillery, as for the small artillery of the Ming Dynasty is just a joke.

The red-clothed cannon that is 10,000 catties at every turn, not only is the momentum amazing, the power is simply earth-shattering, one line is played, no one can stop it, even if it touches it, the flesh is blurred, and the Tartar is only afraid of this kind of cannon.

"The Ming Dynasty was mediocre, and now the artillery is getting smaller and smaller, and the silver has been eaten by corrupt officials, and then robbed by us." Zhang Jing broke it in one word.

As soon as the Tartars heard this, they became even more proud, and they were eager to cheer for the Ming officials.

"Haha, it's not easy to say that this Ming Dynasty army, they not only have to fight with our iron cavalry, but also fight with their superiors, this soldier is aggrieved, don't you say." The tartar said again with a coaxing.

"That's right, so the Ming Dynasty doesn't want to defeat us, I heard that the emperor is ready to occupy Shanhaiguan, and in the future, we will enter the Ming Dynasty as if we were going home."

"That's great, the Ming Dynasty has a lot of land, so it should be used for me."

These Tartars were deliberately speaking loudly, and the words were carried far away by the wind, and also into the ears of the people's army.

"I don't know whether I'm alive or dead, this time I'll show them how powerful we are and attack." Wang Tiejun's face was pale, although he didn't care about his official position, he was still a Ming person, and being despised by the Tartars made him lose face.

"Liu Bazhi, give me a hard beating." Wang Tiejun did not forget to tell this Liu Xizi, but don't drop the chain for him.

There are only four rear-loading guns here, which are used for practice, and the front-loading cannons are all in the city, and they have not been brought out, and the firepower is naturally much thinner, but this time Wang Tiejun wants to use the cavalry artillery coordination tactics he has researched himself, which can be said to be a very crazy tactic, and he would not dare to use it unless he is a madman.

When Wu Yi first understood, it was not very caused, and the kind of coordinated combat he said could not be done now, and as a result, Wang Tiejun came up with this castrated version.

Even if it is a rear-loading cannon, this crude and primitive artillery is not easy to master, and working with it is like dancing with death.

"This group of Ming troops is already good, and they are not so frightened that they surrender, but they have offended the majesty of my Qing Dynasty, so they must die and slaughter them for me." In the eyes of the Qing soldiers, these people on the other side are all waste.

The Ming Dynasty competed with them, and even if they won miserably, they had to fill in with twice or even several times more people than them, which was not enough.

Even if they are artillery and infantry, they are only more than 7,000 people, but the Qing Dynasty is 5,000 people.

The Eight Banners soldiers were all Han Chinese, and even the worst soldiers were also against two Han people, so they won this battle.

"Wang Tiejun, shout, I haven't heard it for a long time." Cao Dingjiao said to the injured Wang Tiejun.

Wang Tiejun couldn't fight this time, he couldn't lift his arms, he spat out a mouthful of saliva, and shouted violently: "Listen to me, my Wang Tiejun's soldiers, even if they die, they will die ......."

"A line!" The cavalry battalion is all rough men, but it is this voice that works, and the morale is suddenly high, this time Cao Dingjiao is the vanguard.

"Attack!" Cao Dingjiao pointed the steel gun horizontally and rushed out first.

"Watch the shrink!" Wang Tiejun shouted.

At the same time, Wang Tiejun also came to the artillery, he had more ideas about coordinated operations, and this time the cavalry team has been greatly adjusted, and the people close to the artillery side are veterans, and they look back from time to time, constantly adjusting the team.

"Didn't their artillery go off?" The Eight Banners couldn't help but ask, after all, no matter how small the artillery is, it is also powerful, and people and horses can't stop it.

"Haha, I'm sure their fire door is rusty." In the original Liaodong battlefield, they experienced it.

"Maybe they were stupid and forgot to add their medicine."

This made the Eight Banners feel more relaxed, the only threat was gone, seeing the Ming army rushing over like arrows, they all secretly held back their strength, wanting to use this trick to deal with their yellow flag and yellow flag army, you think beautifully.

"Charge!" Cao Dingjiao led more than 2,000 men and horses to launch a charge against twice as many enemies, one against two, or a Tartar iron horse, which was inevitably sad.

"Prepare to fire!" Liu Xizi saw the charge in front of him, and his eyes turned red and he ordered and shouted.

"Steady, steady!" Wang Tiejun glared at him.

"Wang Tiejun, are you fucking crazy?" Liu Xizi scolded, the two sides are about to collide, artillery This is the best and last chance, he actually stopped it, what is he going to do? Aren't those his comrades? Artillery does not distinguish between friend and foe, and it is noble and lowly.

Wang Tiejun's posture was like charging on a horse, but his eyes were as cold as a blade, and one hand was raised, but the trembling betrayed his heart, which was a gamble with the life of the cavalry battalion.

The collision began, and the tactics of the Tartars remained the same, wanting to trap and pinch the cavalry battalion.

The huge impact made the originally neat and orderly formation disperse.

Friend and foe are mixed together.

"Charge!"

Wang Tiejun shouted, he put cavalry here, fortunately the artillery was prepared, and when his hand was cut off, the artillery was fired.

At this moment, Wang Tiejun's eyes were also red, but his mouth shouted: "Hit, beat me hard!" Slam! ”

With every word he said, his heart was dripping blood.

Cannonballs are like a line of life and death, as long as they are in this line, whether they are people or horses, friends or enemies, they are torn to pieces, and the power of the rear-loading artillery is endless, and the front-loading artillery is far inferior, and it can easily kill through the cavalry team.

A veteran of a cavalry battalion was confronting several Tartars, who were trying to block him with their bodies, when suddenly the air burst open.

The five people here, along with the ones in the back, were wrenched to pieces.

No difference, maximum attack.

Liu Xizi's eyes were red, he couldn't help crying, the artillery can only hit one line, the battlefield is a deterrent, unless the enemy is close, use grape bullets to hit, in order to cause great damage, Wang Tiejun is to use cavalry to attract, to create opportunities for artillery.

But this is his own people, their comrades, Wang Tiejun shouted like a madman.

The reloading of the rear-loading gun is so fast that it can be completed in a few breaths.

Artillery is like a harvest.

After the fifth round, the artillery stopped, the cavalry battalion pierced the Tartar cavalry, and the artillery was drained of all its strength.

Wang Tiejun sat on the ground, not daring to look at the battlefield.

Wu Yi was silent and acquiesced.

This is a life-and-death contest, for the sake of victory, there must be sacrifices, the important thing is whether it is worth it, those cavalrymen who fell under the artillery, they are glorious!

On the battlefield, everyone lost their voices.

Because of the power of artillery, this time the cavalry battalion easily killed the Tartar cavalry, and the artillery was like their blades, driving their footsteps.

By the time of the second charge, it was blocked, but the hardest moment was over.

No matter how tenacious the Tartars were, they could not accept such an attack.

"Are these guys crazy? They kill their own people with artillery! ”

The Tartars couldn't accept it, especially when they had their backs to the artillery, their hair stood on end, and there was a bunch of madmen behind them.

"Charge them artillery."