Walking on the wooden bridge, Kozab always had a thrilling feeling, and the further he went, the more uneasy he became, and the rest of the people around him who were still full of ease did not have such worries. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

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"Raise the flag!"

Suddenly, a = masculine shout came from the other side of the bridge, and Kozab looked over with a shocked face.

After the order, a pole of atmosphere was erected in front of everyone's eyes, under the banner, there was a black pressure of a group of people, they came from both sides, the first row of knife players, with the big shield in their hands quickly formed a shield wall, blocking the only point of the wooden bridge through the space.

There was a shout of shouting among the Mongols, who did their best to control their horses on the narrow wooden bridge, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

The people who suddenly appeared in front of him could only be seen from the big banner that they were officers and soldiers, but there were many people in the black press.

The strange thing is that although these officers and soldiers are black, there is no noisy sound coming out, and all that can be heard is a muffled sound of footsteps.

"What's going on, who's in front?"

"No matter how many people there are, if we rush to kill them, these southern barbarians will definitely be frightened, and they will all run away with the same amount of urine as before."

After all, the Mongols are not rogues who lack battle formations, and they have not hesitated for long since they grew up in a harsh environment.

Led by the shouts of several centurions, the vanguard raised their scimitars in their hands, their legs clamped between the bellies of their horses, and the Mongols had spurs on their boots, and under the stinging pain, the horses sped up and rushed towards the side of the wooden bridge.

However, they didn't know that the Yong'an Army was different from other Ming armies, and the dark night also gave the Yong'an Army a good cover, and the Mongols in the distance couldn't see the Yong'an Army's formation at all, let alone the rows of birds staring at them.

Seeing the people on the other side, Kozab breathed a sigh of relief, since these Nanban appeared, it would be easy to do, and the Mongolian warriors in the field were not afraid of the weak Nanren at all, regardless of whether he was ambushed or not, he rushed to kill him!

Thinking of the title of Mongolian Batur, Kozab was full of excitement, he was determined to be Nabatur, and raised his scimitar: "Yo roar~ steppe warriors, follow me Kozab to kill the Nanban!" ”

The rest of the Mongols were full of excitement, "Hahaha, none of you will have as many Nanban as I killed!" The rumbling sound of horses' hooves sounded again.

As usual, in order to achieve the maximum cavalry impact, it is often necessary to keep as far distance between the horses as possible, but this time it was not.

The Mongols were crowding on the narrow wooden bridge, and many people just wanted to rush forward and break out of this crowded place.

"Ready!"

The Mongols rushed closer and closer, this was the first time to fight against the 'Xiyu', in fact, all the soldiers were still a little jealous in their hearts, the Mongolian cavalry was also a winning record against the Ming army, except for the Liaodong border army, the rest of the garrison army rarely came to the victory, let alone the city field battle.

Hearing the familiar shout, the bird in the back row blew a few mouthfuls of the fire rope, carefully hung the fire rope on the hook, and flattened the body.

Grip the firearm in your hand even tighter, aimed at the Mongols who came towards you with their fangs open, ready to be buckled at any moment.

Liu Tong learned Xiao Yi's command style, raised his hand, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the Mongols, and he couldn't let it go.

He has fought with Xiao Yi so many times, since the establishment of the Fire Gun Team, Liu Tong has not been in battle a few times, and often hides behind to command the Bird Gun Team, although there is basically nothing left in the kung fu of wielding the knife, but the experience of fighting the Fire Gun is indeed increasing day by day.

Liu Tong stared ahead, his hand did not fall, many of the Mongolian Tartars had curved bows behind them, but perhaps because of the night and the light enemy, none of them took off the curved bow, but rushed over with a scimitar screaming.

Liu Tong secretly calculated the speed of the Tartar's horse, and at this speed, it would not take long for the Tartar to enter fifty paces first.

Liu Tong, who had already raised his hand for a long time, waved it down suddenly, and roared: "Shoot the gun, shoot hard at Lao Tzu!" ”

I have to say that Liu Tong's calculation was just right, as soon as Kozab and a few other centurions rushed into a distance of fifty paces, the birds of the Yong'an Army fired in unison, and a deafening sound of guns sounded.

Wu Yuan, who was watching the battle from the rear, laughed dumbly, what power can a bird gun at this distance have, just laughed a few times, and didn't have time to laugh with Ezhe.

I saw that the Mongolian cavalrymen who were rushing to the front fell on their backs and fell more than forty horses, and the howls and neighing of horses resounded.

This scene is like a reassuring pill for all the soldiers, whether it is a rogue or a Xilu, they can be defeated!

Ezhe was shocked to see that Kozab and several centurions, who were rushing to the front, fell straight to the ground as if they had suffered a blow to the head, and fell straight to the ground, silent.

What Ezhe couldn't see was that the centurions, including Kozab, had their skulls shattered, and they couldn't die anymore.

Those who rushed to the forefront were the most courageous 'warriors', and the reason why they dared to rush forward with the Ming army's firearms was naturally the uselessness of firearms.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, although there were a lot of firearms, they did not take advantage of the Tartars, and the reason for this was naturally shoddy, which also led to a result.

Firearms not only did not play their due role, but often injured their own people, which was a great blow to the formation and military spirit, and the effect was not as good as the bows and arrows that the Tartars were backward in.

The range of the bows and arrows of the Mongol and Jurchen Tatars was about the same, about fifty paces, and the range of firearms should have been longer and more powerful.

However, at this time, the three-eyed guns and bird guns did not cause much damage at this distance, and most of the officers and men liked to let go indiscriminately without waiting for the enemy to enter the firing range.

Over time, the Tatar cavalry was given a kind of blind 'self-confidence', they believed that their 'bravery' made these Southern Dynasties tremble, their bows and arrows were more advanced and effective than firearms, ignoring the firearms of the Ming army, whether they were captured or rogues, it has now become a consensus.

But the Yong'an Army's guns and artillery are obviously not like this, the bird guns under the excellent workmanship, the effective killing range can reach 100 steps, and the reason why Liu Tong only released the guns after 50 steps is to increase the accuracy in the dark night.

To be honest, the distance of fifty paces, coupled with the Tartar cavalry crowded on the narrow wooden bridge, the Yong'an Army's bird gunners could even point where to fight, and the accuracy was maintained at the highest level.

There were more than a dozen horsemen in a column of Mongolian Tartar light cavalry, and after this round of bird gun volleys, a large number of them immediately fell, and the bird guns of the Yong'an Army did not care how many Tartars they killed after releasing their guns.

Immediately turned his head and ran to the sides, and went around to the back to calmly clean up the body, ignite the fire rope, and reload the medicine, this is the 'three-stage strike' tactic that Xiao Yi personally taught, and he has been proficient in it for so long.

Under this tactic, the firearm gives up part of the volley power, but instead increases the persistence, and the attack is endless, unless the medicine is exhausted or the bird gun is killed, it will not stop, and it can give full play to the maximum advantage of firearms.

The Mongolian cavalry is all steppe light armor, and the resistance to the bird gun is only a little stronger than that of the Liukou, and the medicine shot by the bird gun can easily break through the leather armor of the Mongols, and suffer a round of shooting, and the Mongolian cavalry behind has become a little hesitant in their eyes when they control the horses.

Ezhe was not stupid, he naturally knew the difference between the firearms of this officer and soldier, and he was about to give the order immediately, but before he could react, another volley came as scheduled.

Unexpectedly, he released the gun again so quickly, and the power did not decrease, Ezhe had no way to react, but could only widen his eyes and watch as the good men of their grassland fell like wheat.

"This, what kind of army is this, this is really the Ming army?!"