The cavalry of the Ming army occupied a huge advantage in numbers, and Mangui gave full play to the numerical advantage to the extreme, and there were sporadic battles everywhere, and the Ming army fought more and less.

Batu Fuli gradually fell into trouble, and the soldiers around him had lost half of them.

"Khan, there are too many Ming troops, let's withdraw quickly, return to Qingling, and we will be safe."

"If we retreat now, there will inevitably be a part of the cavalry encircled." Batu Fuli scanned the battlefield, there was an encirclement everywhere, and his soldiers had been divided and surrounded.

"Khan, if you don't break through in time, the casualties will be more terrible, we already have no reinforcements, and the other side may still have reinforcements."

The last sentence reminded Batu Fuli, who swung his scimitar in the air and slashed down a Ming army that was approaching him, "Retreat in the direction of Qingling." ”

The Duoyan cavalry was not in love, and they broke through to the north with all their might.

Although the Ming army surrounded and pursued the attack, the Duoyan people made full use of the speed and impact of the cavalry, and finally broke through a large number of openings, and Batu Fuli took the lead in highlighting the encirclement of the Ming army.

But the more than 1,000 cavalry at the back fell into the heavy encirclement of the Ming army and could not get out for a while.

"Damn, Duoyan's main force has run away, this tail that has been taken off, no matter what, I can't let them slip anymore." Man Gui gave up the pursuit of Batu Fuli, and he wanted to do his best to destroy the cavalry left behind by the Duoyan people.

The Duoyan cavalry knew that they had little hope of breaking through, but for the main force to escape, they had to hold on for a while. The Duoyan formed two large and small rings and gathered themselves together.

Man Gui ordered the three brigade commanders and prepared to let them rush from three directions, regardless of casualties, as long as they could cut the Duoyan people apart.

"Isn't it a grenade?" Man Gui's personal soldiers pointed to the grenades hanging on their waists to deal with the cavalry in this kind of encirclement, and the grenades were the most suitable.

"Grenade? How did I forget? Man Gui asked the three brigade commanders to pause the attack, "Brothers, throw it hard for me, so that these people can return to their immortal days as soon as possible."

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Countless grenades were thrown at the Duoyan cavalry in a circle.

The Ming army threw it out in a delayed manner, that is, when the grenade was about to explode, it was thrown at the Duoyan cavalry, and these grenades had not yet landed, and they generally exploded in the arms of the Duoyan people.

The closer you are, the more powerful and the more damaging it is.

The leather armor of the Duoyan people could not block the impact of the grenade explosion at all, and after the shrapnel cut through the leather armor, it cut the chest and abdomen of the Duoyan people, and the blood was like countless trickles, and the horse's back was dyed red.

Some of the Duoyan soldiers jumped off their horses by themselves to roll on the ground, and the soldiers who did not take the initiative to fall from their horses were also lifted off their horses, and their horses were injured, or they were frightened by the loud explosion of grenades, which would go against the will of the riders in an instant.

There were only more than 1,000 Duoyan cavalry, and the Ming army threw out more than 5,000 grenades in the first wave.

However, with the lethality of grenades, the Ming army no longer suffered casualties, and Man Gui became more and more convinced that firearms, while killing and injuring the enemy, protected himself to the maximum.

But Man Gui still doesn't like grenades very much, this way of killing people is far less pleasant than the saber, the cold light flashes, the head falls to the ground, and the blood blows out, this is Man Gui's favorite.

The Ming army completely made up for these wounded cavalry, but Batu Fuli with 8,000 defeated soldiers had already fled far, and only a long black line remained on the horizon in front.

Man Gui glanced at the black line and shook his head regretfully, he was about to withdraw his troops.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

……

Dense flintlock pistols were heard ahead.

"Throne, how can there be a flintlock pistol in front of you? Wouldn't the Duoyan have flintlock pistols too? Guser listened closely, and although the gunfire was not loud, it was very clear.

"Da Ming has just been successfully developed, and it is impossible for the Duoyan people to have flintlock pistols." Man Gui shook his head.

"Is it the Fourth Army?"

"Yes, it must be the Fourth Army, the Duoyan people don't even have bows and arrows, where did the flintlock pistol come from?" Man Gui was overjoyed, it seemed that his war horse would have to work hard for a while.

"Junza, do you want to chase or not?"

"Hong Laojiu has already intercepted the return of the Duoyan people, such a good opportunity, why don't you go over and join in the fun?"

Man Gui personally led the 19th Cavalry Division to chase through the middle, and Zaldo and Timur led their respective cavalry divisions to outflank the past from the left and right.

Batu Fuli was rejoicing that he had finally gotten rid of this devilish army, and suddenly, in front of him, less than five hundred paces, a huge Sun and Moon Army Banner was fluttering wantonly in the spring breeze, and around the Sun and Moon Army Flag, it was densely covered with gray cloth.

"What's going on? How did they get ahead of me? What a hell of a thing. "Batu R&F slowed down.

"Khan, they were originally devils."

"They're really the devil."

"Khan, what should I do?"

"What to do? Of course, rush over, as long as we return to Qingling, we will be safe. He didn't wait for an answer, but quickened and rushed towards the gray cloth.

The Ming army in gray cloth clothes, without any suspense, entertained the Duoyan cavalry with flintlock pistols, which was the sound of flintlock pistols that they heard in Mangui.

"Bang."

A flintlock bullet hit the right hind leg of Batu's horse, and the horse was in pain, jumped into the air, and lifted him off.

Thankfully, Batu Fuli was not seriously injured.

Batu Fuli rolled twice on the ground, avoiding the cavalry behind him, and then quickly got up, he grabbed an ownerless war horse, sandwiched it between the cavalry, and continued to charge forward.

"Bang."

Another flintlock bullet fired head-on at Batu Fuli.

Batu Fuli did not dodge the flintlock pistol at all, and the bullet penetrated deep into the chest, close to the heart. He shook his horse, barely holding his shape, and released the reins of the horse feebly with his left hand.

The horse lost the message from the rider and slowly stopped.

A war horse in the rear of the side, rushing forward at high speed, could not dodge for a while, and the horse's head was mounted on the waist of Batu Fuli's horse.

Batu Fuli's war horse, unable to withstand the impact, stood unsteadily, leaned sharply to the left, and suddenly threw Batu Fuli, who was caught off guard, off his back.

Batu Fuli's will was already a little blurred, and he didn't have time to support the ground with his hands, and his huge body hit the ground heavily, and blood gushed from his chest, penetrating the outside of the leather armor.

He rolled over slowly, unable to sit up again.

A frightened war horse, scurrying around the battlefield at will, not caring whether the people on the ground were dead or alive, its front legs as if they had eyes, stepped on Batu Fuli's face fiercely.

"Ah......h

A terrible cry was soon drowned out by the dense sound of horses' hooves.

There was no signal to retreat, and the Duoyan cavalry kept attacking the positions of the Ming army, as if committing suicide.

However, this was not a suicide, it was a homicide, and they all died under the flintlock pistols of the Ming army.

The Seventh Cavalry Army of the Ming Dynasty has outflanked tens of thousands of war horses from the flanks and rear, trampling the earth to tremble.

It will be a face-to-face slaughter.

For the first time, the Duoyan cavalry trembled, the flintlock pistol killed invisibly, and the saber that emitted cold light was more deterrent to the enemy.

They can't move forward now. Entering, there are a large number of flintlock muskets in front, retreating, and there is a cavalry corps of Mangui in the back.

Mangui's cavalry army, they have already seen it, if they don't break through in time, they are afraid that they will be wrapped in dumplings; They had seen the flintlock pistols even more, and although they could not yet name the firearms, they attacked all morning, killing and wounding nearly half of the cavalry.

Without Batu's support, the Duoyan cavalry was terrified.

"Dangchang!"

I couldn't see who it was, so he threw away the scimitar in his hand and jumped off the horse, he knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, perhaps feeling ashamed, his hands and even his face were hidden.

Man Gui pursed his lips contemptuously: "You also have today!" ”

The power of example is endless, especially in the moment of life and death.

More and more people threw down their scimitars and followed the example of the soldier, kneeling on the ground and holding their heads, not knowing if it was the movement they had just learned.

As long as it was a soldier kneeling and holding his head, the Ming army did not slaughter him.

The more Duoyan people surrendered, the fewer people the Ming army needed to slaughter, but in the time of a pillar of incense, there were no more Duoyan soldiers on horseback - they either surrendered or died in battle.

The Ming army untied the rope from the waist and tied up the surrendered Duoyan soldiers one by one, and the injured Duoyan soldiers were all mended with knives by the Ming army.

Hong Chengchou also came over from the opposite position, looking at the corpses and soldiers all over the ground, he shouted from afar: "Manjun Seat, how is it?" How many Doyan cavalry are left? ”

"Hong Laojiu, why did you appear here? Didn't Majesty Xià let you attack Qingling? Man Gui dismounted and had a manly hug with Hong Chengchou.

"Don't worry about the Manjun seat, Qingling has already been taken down," Hong Chengchou let go of Mangui's back, and what he was most concerned about was the Duoyan cavalry: "Are there any remaining Duoyan cavalry?" ”

"No—this is the last of the Doyan cavalry!" Man Gui stretched out his hand and pointed at the bound Duoyan soldiers.

Hong Chengchou was both excited and a little regretful, "Fortunately, I came early, otherwise, all the Duoyan cavalry would have been swallowed by you." ”

"Hong Laojiu, don't get cheap and sell well, let's go, let's go see Your Majesty."

The two got on their horses and rode forward to Zhu Youzhen's rear army.

The soldiers are cleaning the battlefield, and the Duoyan soldiers who are not dead have been mended, and they won't live long anyway, so it's better to return to the immortal heaven as soon as possible, and suffer less pain.

Because there were so many corpses, it was too laborious to dig a pit and bury them, and some soldiers were setting up a pyre to prepare to cremate the bodies of the Duoyan people.

"Majesty!"

"Majesty!"

"Man Gui is back? Well? Why did Cheng Chou come? How's Qingling doing? ”

"Back to Your Majesty, Qingling has been defeated, the main force of the Duoyan cavalry has come here, Qingling there, there are only thousands of old and weak cavalry left, all of them died under the flintlock pistol, however, the property has not been cleaned up for the time being."

"Oh?" Zhu Youzhen put his mind at ease, the first formal battle after leaving the customs was finally over, although the Ming army was a new army, they withstood the pressure and finally completely defeated the Duoyan people, "What about the people of the Duoyan tribe?" How many are left? ”

"Your Majesty ......" Hong Chengchou hesitated.

"What's wrong, Chengchou? Isn't Qingling the big tent of the Duoyan people? ”

"Your Majesty, it is indeed the big tent of the Duoyan people, but it is ......"

"But what? You're a soldier, how do you talk so much? ”

"Your Majesty, the old man and the child, were killed—the brethren said that they would only consume our food."

"Killed?" Zhu Youzhen's eyes widened, and he forced him to look at Hong Chengchou: "Which soldier has such courage, this is your idea, right?" ”

"Your Majesty ......" Hong Chengchou avoided Zhu Youzhen's gaze, "I didn't kill them all, the brothers left three thousand women, temporarily detained in Qingling, and when the belongings were cleared, they were escorted over." ”