Actually, this can't be blamed on Ta Long, the whole battle, less than half a pillar of incense, when Ta Long wanted to see what the Donghu Army had gained, the battle ended with a result far beyond his imagination, unexpectedly ended, not to mention Ta Long, even the other generals of the Donghu Army, did not wake up from the battle, none of them reminded him of Long.

"Your Majesty, do you want to try it with cavalry?" One of the generals beside him finally reminded him.

"Cavalry?" Taron has not yet fully emerged from the shadow of defeat.

"Your Majesty, the cavalry is fast, you can try, maybe you can break through the position of the Ming army."

"Yes, the cavalry is much faster than the infantry, maybe the Ming army's fire # guns will not have time to fire at all," he Long stared at the Ming army on the opposite side viciously, "Order, release all three thousand cavalry." ”

Donghu is not rich in war horses, and the terrain of Donghu and Dacheng is mainly hilly, which is not suitable for large-scale cavalry battles at all, so Ta Long only has 3,000 cavalry in his hands, and the war horses are mainly given to rangers.

He Long saw the firearms of the Ming army, and knew that a small fight would not have any effect, he wanted to put all 3,000 cavalry on the battlefield, once the cavalry broke through the defensive formation of the Ming army, his infantry would be like the tide in the sea, quickly swallowing all the Ming army.

The Ming army was waiting for Talong, and the flintlock pistol was really not suitable for attacking, so it had to wait for the opponent to attack.

Donghu's only 3,000 cavalry began to line up in front of the formation.

He looked at these cavalry silently, hoping that they would bring him a little surprise, in the first battle with the Ming army, he had been completely defeated, and if he wanted to continue the myth of his undefeated, he would now count on these cavalry.

"Da Da Da ......"

The 3,000 cavalry began to accelerate, they were less than three miles away from the gunners of the Ming army, and they had to increase the speed of the horses to the maximum as soon as possible, so as to give full play to the speed advantage of the cavalry.

"Commander, the cavalry of Donghu is here!"

Mu Qiyuan had already seen that on the bare plain, the horses were unobstructed, not to mention the vibration that the horses brought to the ground when they ran.

This was the first time Mu Qiyuan had encountered the opponent's cavalry on the battlefield, and he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, "Pay attention to the distance, as long as Donghu's cavalry enters the range of the flintlock pistol, shoot immediately." ”

The six thousand gunners at the front were already mentally calculating the effective range of a hundred paces.

The sound of the horse's hooves hitting the ground hit their hearts heavily, but fortunately, there were only 3,000 cavalry in Donghu, less than the infantry just now, and they were finally a little relieved.

As the commanders of both sides, Ta Long and Mu Qiyuan both set their eyes on the three thousand cavalry.

He Long hoped that the cavalry could quickly break through the defense of the Ming army, he was ready, as long as there was a little flaw in the position of the Ming army, he would immediately urge the whole army until the Ming army was completely defeated, and the land in the north that was eroded by the Ming army would return to Donghu, according to the battle situation, Donghu was very likely to occupy part of the land of the Ming Dynasty, as compensation and punishment for the Ming army's unauthorized invasion of Donghu.

Although Mu Qiyuan has experienced many battles, he mainly dealt with the local natives in Yunnan, and both sides were cold weapons, and after his soldiers were reorganized into the Nineteenth Army, they only participated in the Wusizang counterinsurgency, and the flintlock pistol against the cavalry, which was too little.

However, there were only 3,000 cavalry in Donghu, while the Ming army's flintlock musketeers had 6,000, which was twice as many as the Donghu cavalry.

Mu Qiyuan couldn't determine the hit rate of the flintlock pistol, just in case, he asked the cavalry on both sides to prepare, once Donghu's cavalry broke through the gunner's position, the cavalry must immediately go out to intercept Donghu's cavalry.

There are not enough war horses in the south, and the terrain is mainly mountainous, and there are very few cavalry in the Ming army, Mu Qiyuan only has 2,000 cavalry, which is his treasure, but he can't take care of it anymore, that is, these cavalry are all lost, and they also have to block the cavalry of Donghu, and they can't let them break through the defensive formation.

Mu Qiyuan still has artillery, but before the critical time, the cavalry is not the most powerful military branch in Donghu.

"Da Da Da ......"

The Donghu cavalry did not stagnate and had already rushed to a place only a hundred paces away from the Ming army.

"Bang ......"

The gunners had been staring at the hundred-step line of death for a long time, and they had been waiting for the cavalry of Donghu, and when the first war horse of Donghu arrived at this line of death, the first row of gunners, under the reminder of the herald, did not hesitate to complete the salvo.

Hundreds of Donghu cavalry who entered the firing range suddenly fell from their horses, and they were either casualties among soldiers or war horses.

These cavalrymen who fell from horseback, regardless of whether the soldiers were dead or not, they would soon die, and the horses behind them had no time to retract their feet, and the wounded soldiers who fell to the ground were suddenly trampled by the horses' hooves, and even the intact corpses could not be found.

Soldiers on both sides did not go in search of intact bodies, they did not even have time to look at them, the cavalry still charged, the gunners still held back.

It's all fixed action.

However, there were too many corpses of men and horses on the ground, and the Donghu cavalry tried to avoid these obstacles, and their speed slowed down slightly.

The slower the speed, the more conducive to the gunner's aim, the hit rate of the flintlock pistol has gradually improved, and Mu Qiyuan, who observed behind the formation, estimated that the hit rate of the flintlock pistol should not be less than one and a half.

The sound of horses' hooves, the sound of gunshots, the screams of wounded soldiers, and the blood flowers flying in the sky, soldiers falling from horses, and horses suddenly falling to the ground are intertwined into a three-dimensional and colorful picture.

But the battlefield was not disordered, it just repeated the same picture, and it definitely did not change until the Donghu cavalry was not killed.

Mu Qiyuan doesn't need to change, they hope to annihilate Donghu's cavalry in the same way, he is too eager to change, he expects Donghu's cavalry to break through the Ming army's defensive position as soon as possible, even if it is to enter the range of bows and arrows, among Donghu's cavalry, the archers should not die.

Once the battle begins, it doesn't go exactly according to the individual's ideas.

He Long was disappointed, the Donghu cavalry was like hitting the head of the tide, as long as they entered a certain area, they would automatically fall off their horses to express their deep respect to the Ming army.

If from the time when the Donghu cavalry entered the range of the flintlock pistol, he Long lit a "Yuxi" cigarette, and he found that when the cigarette was not burned out, his 3,000 cavalry had all bowed to the Ming army.

From a distance, if you can't see the wounded soldiers wriggling on the ground, then the silence in front of the two armies has completely regained in front of the formation, just as the Ming army and the Donghu army have not come to this low valley.

The tranquility was soon shattered, and the Ming infantry began to harvest the wounded soldiers of the Dongu, moving the corpses of the men and horses to the sides, giving way to the middle road, lest the Donghu army stumble over these obstacles when they attacked again.

Lured the other side to attack, and the Ming army spared no effort.

The wounded Donghu soldiers were all mended, and if they were estimated to be Donghu's generals, their heads were cut off.

Not far from the opposite side, the Donghu soldiers and their king Ta Long were watching the Ming army's every move, but when the Ming army was cleaning the battlefield, they had always had no one in their eyes, and they only had the corpse of the enemy in their eyes, and if the enemy was not dead, after their arrival, it would also become a new corpse.

The soldiers of Donghu were shocked, and their only 3,000 cavalry, when they farted, were all reimbursed in front of the Ming army, not to mention, the Ming army also killed the wounded soldiers who lost their ability to resist in front of their king.

Cruelty, it is really cruel, even more unbearable than when the Donghu army slaughtered the people of the city.

Anger, must be angry.

The Donghu soldiers began to commotion, perhaps shocked, perhaps angry, perhaps frightened.

However, Talon did not speak, and the soldiers did not dare to attack on their own, nor did they dare to withdraw to the main camp.

Three thousand cavalry, not only did not break through the position of the Ming army, but also collectively sacrificed their lives for the country, how gloomy and gloomy his face was, if it wasn't for the battlefield, and so many soldiers around him watching, he would have shed rootless water if he couldn't bear it.

He had already lost two battles in a row, and if he couldn't get it back in front of the soldiers, the prestige he had accumulated in the Ayutthaya Dynasty would be destroyed by the Ming army.

It seems that the baby is going to be born, the huge waves in his heart are monstrous, Daming, you forced me.

He called out to one of the generals beside him and whispered.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The general left Talon and went to convey Talon's military orders in person.

"Knock knock, knock knock......"

The gongs and drums are noisy, the red flags are waving, and there seems to be the sound of bangzi and suona in the middle.

The soldiers of the Ming army were all attracted by the sound coming from afar.

"What's wrong with the Donghu Army? Do you have to celebrate after losing a battle? ”

"We've worked so hard to clear out the battlefield and we're waiting to attack!"

"It's not like someone is going to surrender against the water, right? Surrender so soon? ”

……

The soldiers of the Ming army soon found out that they were wrong, the Donghu army did not surrender, but came to give gifts, from behind the Donghu army, thousands of elephants slowly emerged, and on the back of each elephant, there was a Donghu person.

On the back of the elephant sat not a beautiful woman, but a man, each with the same spear in his hand.

"Elephant soldiers?"

The soldiers gasped, could this really be the legendary elephant soldier who made the Ming army suffer?

The elephant not only has a terrifying weight and huge strength, but also has rough skin and thick flesh, and the knife cannot be cut through, the gun cannot pierce, and even the bow and crossbow cannot hurt it in the slightest, which angers it, and will chase and trample people with their feet, once it catches up, it will be trampled into meat residue nine times out of ten.

There is also a Donghu soldier armed with a spear on the back of the elephant, ready to give you the deadliest stab.

After the Donghu people trained the elephants into mounts, they often put them on the battlefield at critical moments, and after repeated trials, the Ming army suffered a lot, and in order to kill an elephant soldier, they often had to pay the price of more than a dozen or even dozens of people.

The soldiers of the Ming army in the front row, frightened, in front of the elephants, the flintlock pistol was afraid that it would have to turn into a burning stick, they turned their heads one after another, and turned their eyes on Mu Qiyuan for help, but Mu Qiyuan's face was calm, just like the infantry from Donghu.

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