"Hahaha......" Monk Zhang laughed when he heard this, "Did you hear it, the general asked us to attack immediately!" ”

"I heard you!"

A few soldiers who were born as horse thieves responded violently.

Monk Zhang took out his waist knife and shouted: "Brothers, follow Lao Tzu!" ”

Stacking this sentence, Monk Zhang waved the waist knife in his hand forward, threw off the stride and rushed towards the mountain, and the five hundred soldiers made a noise, and followed Monk Zhang to the top of the mountain to kill.

On the top of the mountain.

Bart gave an order, and the two hundred Korqin guards guarding behind the car formation released arrows one after another.

However, the five hundred soldiers who launched an attack on the Horqin Khan's court were all born as horse thieves, all of them had a good martial arts, and the monk Zhang who rushed to the front, and a few of them were always strong in martial arts, and the arrows shot by the Horqin people were all dropped by them, and in less than a moment, the distance between the two armies was less than fifty steps.

Bart then remembered the two mortars and shouted: "Quick, fire the cannons, bombard these Nanming barbarians!" ”

The two guards hurriedly took the torches to light the lead on the mortar, the lead was a little bit, and the sparks made a loud sound and quickly burned into the barrel, and the next moment, only two loud "booms" were heard, and Bart and two hundred guards were shocked by the huge sound, and their ears roared, and no other sound was heard.

Monk Zhang was rushing up the mountain with five hundred brothers, and suddenly heard two deafening loud noises on the mountain, and then two huge fireballs rose from behind the Mongol chariot formation on the top of the mountain, drawing two dazzling halos in the air, and finally fell into the Ming army camp at the foot of the mountain with a terrible scream.

Monk Zhang, who rushed to the front, was taken aback by this momentum, and he immediately judged that this was a mortar!

The iron bullet from the mortar cannon can be bounced on the ground for several miles, but anyone who is hit by the iron bullet, whether it is the arms and legs or the head and buttocks, will be smashed in an instant, Monk Zhang has been a horse thief for more than ten years, and he has been beaten by the Ming army's mortar cannon, this sound is still fresh in his memory.

"Fuck, it's a mortar!" Monk Zhang shouted hoarsely, "Brothers, hurry up with Lao Tzu and kill the Mongols' mortars!" ”

The five hundred soldiers behind Monk Zhang responded violently, and suddenly accelerated the pace of the sprint.

On the top of the mountain.

Bart strode forward, slapped the two guards squatting next to the mortar to the ground, and scolded sharply: "Stupid, you won't lower the muzzle of the cannon, how can you hit the Nanming barbarian in the sky like this?" Hurry up, find something to pad the tail of the mortar cannon with the muzzle downward! ”

"And you." Bart turned back to the dozens of guards nearby and shouted, "What are you still doing, come here and help." ”

Dozens of guards hurriedly rushed over to help, but unfortunately, before they could re-set up the mortars, Monk Zhang had already rushed up with five hundred brothers, and the two armies fell into a brutal hand-to-hand combat.

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At the foot of the mountain, in front of the Horqin cavalry.

Bandtu and Sogar were also startled by the loud sound of the mortars, and when they looked back, they saw that the Ming army had rushed up the gentle slope to the top of the hill, and was fighting with the guards stationed in the Khan's court.

"Oops!" Banketu exclaimed, "The Ming army is going to attack the mountain overnight!" ”

Sogar also paused and said, "Father Khan's guards are only two hundred, and they will definitely not last long. ”

"No, we can't rest any longer." Banketu said categorically, "We must immediately attack the Ming army camp, and we must break through the Ming army camp before the Ming army enters the Khan's court!" ”

This time, Sogar didn't say anything more.

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In front of the Ming army.

Wang Pu was also taken aback by the sudden cannon sound, he didn't expect that the Horqin people actually had cannons!

But thankfully, the Horqin people don't seem to be very good at artillery, the two cannons just now seem terrifying, but the actual effect is zero, neither the men and horses attacking the mountain, nor the men and horses who are resting in the camp below the mountain.

"General!" The bearded man suddenly shouted, "The Korqin people have been dispatched!" ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Wang Pu hurriedly withdrew his gaze from the mountain and looked back at the Horqin people who were resting in the south.

By the light of the torches in the hands of the Horqin people, Wang Pu really saw that the Horqin people who had just sat on the ground to rest had returned to their horses, and in the long sound of horns, a group of Horqin cavalry had been separated from the large group of men and horses, and were slowly advancing towards the front of the Ming army.

"Good guys!" The bearded man quickly judged the number of cavalry from experience, "Two thousand horsemen!" ”

The corners of Wang Pu's mouth already had a cold smile.

The people of Horqin do not want to make progress, they only know that the superstitious set of tactics of the ancestors is outdated, and they will still only use this tactic for hundreds of years!

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To put it bluntly, this tactic of the Horqin people is actually a cavalry version of guerrilla warfare.

One of the characteristics of the Mongol cavalry in the thirteenth century was that when they were not sure of absolute victory, they would never rush into a decisive battle, they would send a small part of the cavalry to endlessly harass the enemy, and when the enemy showed fatigue, the Mongol cavalry would rush to the nest and launch a fatal blow.

With this set of cavalry guerrilla tactics that could be regarded as ahead of the times at the time, the Mongol cavalry achieved incredibly brilliant results, and this is how the hoplites and hoplites in the Western world, who wore heavy armor from head to toe, were easily killed by the Mongols.

But times are changing, and even the most advanced tactics have times when they fall behind.

The appearance of muskets and three-stage shooting tactics made this set of tactics of the Mongol cavalry rubbish, and the most primitive muskets may not be comparable to the fine bows and arrows, but by the beginning of the seventeenth century, the muskets had been continuously improved, and their lethality and hit rate had far exceeded that of bows and arrows, and the three-stage shooting gave the muskets the continuous firepower of the revolutionary surname.

In the face of the musketeers equipped with new muskets, this tactic of the Mongol cavalry became the most stupid tactic to add fuel to, and the small group of cavalry sent out would soon be killed and wounded under the intensive and continuous fire of the muskets, and it would not play a tentative role at all, so the Mongols could only send another cavalry to make a tentative attack, and then be eaten again...... In real history, there is a very famous battle example!

When the Eight-Nation Coalition invaded China, in the first battle of Tanggukou, more than 20,000 Korqin cavalry were wiped out by the 6,000 musket team of the Eight-Nation Coalition because of this set of backward tactics, and finally Seng Lingqin fled back to Yanjing with only seven horsemen.

In fact, it is not entirely to blame the Korqin people's tactics of sticking to their ancestors, because before they encountered the musket team of the Eight-Nation Alliance, they had never encountered a single time when an army could swallow the small group of cavalry they sent out to disturb them! The tactics of an army are often like this, only when they have suffered defeat and have been beaten will they try to change their ...... ■■■

The refueling tactics of the Horqin cavalry were undoubtedly beneficial to the Ming army.

Wang Pu's musket team was only 1,000 people, if the Horqin people had invested all their cavalry to attack from three directions at the same time from the beginning, this thousand musketeers would not be able to cover it no matter what, at that time, Wang Pu could only let Scarface and Tang Sheng's 1,000-man team also enter the war, and the melee of cold weapons, even if the Ming army could finally win, it would definitely suffer heavy casualties.

But now the Horqin people only invested 2,000 cavalry to attack from the front, so it happened to hit the muzzle of the musket team, and the Horqin cavalry, which was already sleepy and short of horses, could only become a live target for the Ming army's musket team to practice shooting!

As for the cavalry of the Korqins?

Forget it, who can shoot who in this black light?

Mounted archery is different from the accumulation of infantry archers, the accumulation of infantry archers is surface killing, which can not be limited by light, so they can also fight at night, but the Mongolian cavalry archery is not good, cavalry shooting is direct shooting, can only point killing, once there is no light illumination, there is no lethality at all.

"Qiang ......"

The bearded man slowly drew his waist knife, and his thunderous shout sounded under the night sky: "First team, prepare ......"

The first group of 200 musketeers quickly stepped forward and set up a firing formation behind the horses, and the two hundred new flintlock muskets had been raised, and the muzzles of the black holes were aimed at the Horqin cavalry that was slowly advancing in front.

As the distance approached, the Horqin cavalry gradually began to accelerate, and the faintly audible sound of horses' hooves soon turned into a rolling thunderous roar, and the Ming soldiers felt that the ground under their feet began to tremble faintly, and the eyes of the two hundred musketeers turned to the bearded man in unison.

Under the night sky, the bearded and burly body stood as tall as a mountain, immovable.

In the deafening sound of horses' hooves, the Horqin cavalry finally approached within 100 paces, at this time, the Horqin cavalry who was sprinting at a rapid pace suddenly became in chaos, and the cavalry who rushed to the front row fell to the ground one after another, and the cavalry who followed up was caught off guard and collided with the front row cavalry, and the entire sprint formation was suddenly confused.

Under normal circumstances, the horse trap dug by Tang Sheng and his people may not cause much hindrance to the Horqin cavalry, but now the Horqin cavalry has just experienced a long journey of hundreds of miles, and the manpower and animal power are close to the limit, and the ground under his feet is slightly potholes can make the Horqin people's mounts and horses stumble.

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In front of the Ming army.

The waist knife in the bearded man's hand swung down fiercely, and at the same time he roared hoarsely: "Fire!" ”

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The bearded man gave an order, and a huge roar suddenly sounded in front of the Ming army, and two hundred muskets spewed out dazzling tongues of fire at the same time, and the red fire flashed away, and a tragic wail suddenly sounded in the Horqin cavalry array...... A horse was riding a horse to sprint Horqin cavalry was directly hit in the chest by the lead bullet shot by the Ming army's musket, the scorching lead bullet shot through the leather armor, through the heart of the chest, the sturdy body of the Horqin cavalry suddenly trembled, and then fell down from the horse, the war horse that lost its owner neighed sadly, turned around and fled.

The other Korqin cavalry was overturned by the trap and finally got up, but before he could find his horse, a scorching buckshot had already hit his head, from the back of the head and out of the forehead, and the poor Horqin cavalry fell straight and straight, and a pair of eyes stared at the boss, as if he could not see it.

In front of the Ming army.

The bearded man was cold and cold, and the waist knife in his hand was raised and swung down.

Rows of Ming musketeers neatly marched to the back of the horse rejection formation to shoot in line, and ruthlessly poured rows of lead bullets on the heads of the Horqin cavalry who were turned on their backs...... The first wave of the Korqin cavalry's attack was easily repulsed by the Ming musketeers.

The Korqin people threw down more than 100 corpses and more than 800 wounded soldiers in front of the Ming army's camp, and when Tarit'a and Uhuru fled back to their base with more than 1,000 cavalry remnants in disarray, the Bankstu and Sogar brothers couldn't believe their eyes, and it was less than a meal, and only half of the 2,000 cavalry were left, how could this battle be fought?

"Tretoah!" Banktu glared at Tarritoa viciously, and asked sharply, "How did you fight this battle?" ”

"Little prince, the horse can't run anymore, and there are many pits dug in front of the camp by the Nanming barbarians!" "And their firepower is too dense, I have never seen such dense firepower, it's like rain, and a frontal attack can't be attacked at all!" ”

"If the front doesn't work, the wings!" Banktu said angrily, "You two listen well, immediately lead your men and horses to attack from the left and right flanks, if you can't beat it this time, you don't have to come back!" ”

"Little Prince!" Uhuru said miserably, "Even if the person can still carry it, but the horse really can't run, don't you wait first?" ”

"Wait, can we afford to wait?" Sogar stretched out his hand and pointed to the Khan's court, which had already screamed on the top of the mountain in the distance, and roared hoarsely, "Don't you see that the Khan's court is being attacked by the Ming army? We must kick through the camp of the Ming army and rescue the Great Khan before the Ming army breaks through the Khan's court! ”

Before Sogar could finish speaking, Banktu had already shouted: "Horses can't run, people can always run, right?" ”

(To be continued)