He Guozhong, who was standing in front of Dolgon, also looked at the Mongols who were hundreds of steps away from him with a nervous face.

He knew that this blockade was not only related to whether the thousands of Mongols on the opposite side would be wiped out by the Tiger and Leopard Army, but also whether the hundreds of musketeers under his command could leave the battlefield alive.

Blocking the attack of the Mongol iron cavalry, these musketeers around him can return to Shanxi alive. Unable to stop the attack of the Mongol iron cavalry, even if the musketeers around him have three heads and six arms, it is impossible to avoid the slaughter of the Mongolian iron cavalry......

Just when He Guozhong was full of sternness, ready to boost the morale of the musketeers around him. Dorgon, on the other side, clearly didn't intend to give him this time.

As a battlefield veteran. Dorgon knew very well what it was like.

Taking advantage of the morale of his subordinates, in order to survive, everyone was ready to fight to the death, and decisively ordered the cavalry behind him to launch a surprise attack on the Tiger and Leopard Army in front of him.

A thousand Mongolian cavalrymen, holding the reins of their horses in one hand and brandishing their sabers in the other, rushed towards the Tiger and Leopard Army with a roar.

As the Mongol cavalry began to charge, the deafening sound of horses' hooves, like thunder, reached everyone's ears. Even the ground where everyone was standing began to tremble.

He Guozhong, who was standing in the middle of the musketeers, obviously did not expect that the Mongols, who were blocked by themselves, would burst out with such a strong combat power before they died, as if they had been stimulated, and they were not afraid of death.

After subconsciously frowning into a big Sichuan character, he shouted loudly to the musketeers beside him: "Soldiers, these Mongols have reached the point where they are strong in the outside world...... As long as we hold off their first three attacks, these Mongols will crumble on the battlefield. When the time comes. Victory will be ours in the Haw Par Army. ”

"Listen to me. As long as the Mongols came into range. Just beat me hard. Without my orders, even if the Mongol cavalry rushed in front of us, they could not stop firing......"

The bombardier in the back also paid attention...... I have given you all the more than three thousand grenades of the entire musket battalion...... As soon as the Mongol cavalry rushed to the first thirty paces of the chest, they smashed me with a grenade...... In a word, we must not allow the Mongol cavalry to rush in front of us......"

As he spoke, the Mongol cavalry, which made a deafening roar, had already rushed to a position less than two hundred paces from the breastwork.

In the face of the close Mongolian cavalry, an order was given. Quickly came out of the mouth of the commander of the musket battalion.

"All the musketeers of the Haw Par Army are there, level the muskets and prepare to shoot......"

A crisp metal thump rang out along the breastwork. The 120 musketeers standing in the first row raised their muskets very skillfully, and aimed their guns firmly at the Mongol cavalry on the official road.

As for the commander of the musket battalion, who had just given the military order, he stared at the 100-step Outer Mongolian cavalry with a pair of eyes motionlessly, and the ever-shrinking distance between the two armies decided the best time to fire the musket.

Mongol cavalry roaring in. He had just rushed to the one hundred and fifty paces marker he had marked in advance. A loud roar came out of the battalion commander's mouth again.

"Musket Battalion First Squad. Shoot ......"

The sound of "pop pop ......" bean-like gunshots, like firecrackers, quickly rang out on the front line of the breastwork.

The lead bullets whistling out of the barrels of muskets formed an impenetrable storm of steel on the official road, and swept towards the Mongol cavalry on the official road with the breath of death......

The flight speed of the lead bullets, coupled with the charging speed of the oncoming Mongol cavalry, directly made the leather armor worn by the Mongols become an ornament.

The whistling buckshot lightly opened the wallet worn by the Mongols and continued to pierce their bodies at a high speed. Then, under the action of the huge inertia of the buckshot, they were directly taken off the war horse.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight Mongol cavalrymen fell in this rain of buckshots.

Of course, this round of lead bullet is just the beginning.

The Mongols with the belief that they had to rush through the defense line of the Tiger and Par Army. In the face of death, he continued to drive the war horse under his crotch without the slightest hesitation. Stepping on the corpses of his fallen comrades, he continued to attack forward.

By this time, the musketeers in the first row had quickly retreated, giving up the firing position to the musketeers behind them.

One hundred and twenty musketeers, of the same number and of different people, quickly took a step forward, muskets in both hands. Then, in the shouts of the battalion commander, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Three rows of musketeers, round after round, shot lead bullets forward.

Although the Mongol cavalry used their own rapid charging speed, they stepped on the corpses of the dead in battle, and advanced towards the tiger and leopard army little by little. However, every time they pushed forward, they had to pay a very heavy price under the counterattack of hundreds of musketeers.

By the time they had successfully rushed from one hundred and fifty steps to fifty paces, the hundred-pace-long official road had been unconsciously covered with a layer of Mongol and war horse corpses.

Of course, this is not the most bloody and terrifying.

These corpses that fell on the offensive road were directly turned into meat paste under the trampling of the horse's hooves of the cavalry behind them. At a glance, the official road that was a hundred paces long had been stained red with blood and flesh.

However, to the surprise of the musketeers on the front line of the breastwork, such a tragic and bloody battlefield not only did not make these Mongols feel the slightest fear, but aroused the most primitive wildness in their hearts......

In their eyes, if they can't break through the encirclement and interception of the tiger and leopard army, they will be like the clansmen under their feet, even if they die, they can't leave a complete corpse.

Therefore, if you want to survive, if you want not to be trampled into a pile of meat by the hooves of war horses and horses, the only way to do this is to continue to attack forward and break through the defense line of the Tiger and Leopard Army in front of everyone.

The Mongols, who had lost more than half of them, all stared at a pair of red and murderous eyes. Regardless of the fact that they continued to attack forward, they didn't care, even though they knew that there were more dangers waiting for them ahead.

The musketeers guarding behind the breastwork subconsciously showed a hint of panic when they faced the Mongol cavalry who were getting closer and closer to him, and could even clearly see the hideous faces of the other party.

Although they did not personally experience the battle of infantry and cavalry together.

However, the unstoppable speed and momentum of the Mongol cavalry were clearly seen in their eyes.

It is certain that as long as the Mongolian cavalry rushes in front of them, this chest wall blocking everyone's chest will definitely not be able to stop the Mongolian cavalry from rushing with all their might.

At that time, even if these Mongols were unarmed, the powerful impact and hundreds of war horses and horses' hooves could kill everyone and be trampled into a pile of meat like the Mongols who fell on the official road. (To be continued......)