"Array! Array! ”

The Three Guards responded as usual to the flank attacks that the Mongols excelled at, and they had already figured out their routine in several previous encounters. It is nothing more than riding and shooting in front of the flank formation, and then repeatedly grabbing the flanks and rear wings of the army formation to repeatedly ride and harass them, and once the army is in chaos, the whole team will attack in order to completely defeat it. If you encounter a strong counterattack, you will flexibly retreat, and wait for the pursuit to be untimely before making a return attack. This dog-skin plaster-like combat method has a great advantage in the face of the Ming Dynasty's border army, which has no sense of teamwork, but it is not very bright for the Three Guards.

The two-line phalanx immediately adjusted the direction in time for the attack direction of the Mongol cavalry, and the dense drums and sharp whistles came and went, and the dense movements of the soldiers of the Three Guards were neat and neat.

"Artillery boys, it's your time to exert your might, don't be afraid, follow me!"

Heisenberg was so desperate that even in the face of the Mongol cavalry galloping like a wind, the artillery battalion of the Three Guards had been expanded from one battalion to two, the first battalion still under his command, and the second battalion under the command of a general, Kong Youde.

Although the recruits' legs were shaking, the accumulated training inertia allowed them to overcome this fear, and they followed the commander behind him, pushing his eight-pounder cannon forward and occupying the gun position. Due to the fact that the size and weight of the twelve-pounder gun were not convenient for maneuverability, only the eight-pounder gun could make flexible fire strikes before engagement.

Dozens of eight-pounder guns, under the urging of Heisenberg, came to the front of the infantry battalion, and even repeatedly pushed forward, trying to choose a gun position closer to the Mongols. Kong Youde, who was on the side of the infantry battalion formation, was shocked to see it, and it was the first time he had seen this kind of lifeless artillery.

Heisenberg's tactics were characterized by firing as close to the enemy as possible, while Condor was the opposite, always searching for a relatively safe vantage point in the vicinity before the battle, then transferring the artillery to such emplacements, and then providing fire support to the infantry battalions.

And Heisenberg's method of fighting completely regarded artillery as the backbone of artillery, Kong Youde narrowed his eyes, wanting to see what kind of ability this red-haired ghost had to make Li Xin obey him.

"The eight-pounder cannon head cannon is in place, one, two, three, fire!"

Rumble!

A solid lead bullet with hot air was thrown at the Mongolian cavalry that was speeding forward, artillery was obviously not seen much by the Mongols in the field, and the fierce and shocking cannon fire in the steppe sky made the momentum of their advance fluctuate a little, but soon it was led by the leading warrior like a sharp knife straight into the Three Guards.

In the blink of an eye, they tasted the guns of the Three Guards, and the lead bullets whistled down on the withered yellow grass, but they did not stop because of this, and the powerful impact made the projectiles bounce up more than a person after landing and swept towards the Mongol cavalry.

The Mongolian cavalry was very fast, seeing the lead bullets coming from the front, but it was too late to hide, a Mongolian soldier was swept on the spot, half of his body was smashed to pieces, and he was killed on the spot, and the lower half of his body fell off the horse, one foot was caught in the stirrup, and he was dragged forward by the galloping Mongolian horse......

The projectile did not stop because of this, but continued to rush forward, and swept the leg of a Mongolian horse, and the leg of the war horse was immediately swept off, and even the man and the horse were broken, and then they were trampled into pulp by the war horse that followed behind.

The projectile swept forward more than 20 steps before it slowed down at the beginning of the landing, lost power, and only one shot made the Mongolian cavalry lose its combat effectiveness, and the power was terrifying.

The first shot was intended for correction, and Heisenberg immediately ordered it.

"All eight-pounder guns ready, one, two, three, fire!"

Boom Boom! Dozens of eight-pounder guns fired together, and the dense and violent cannon sound made the soldiers of the Three Guards tremble, and even they had never seen such a scene of ten thousand cannons firing at once. Not to mention the Mongol cavalry, the damage caused by the first shot, although not large, was too shocking.

Before they could recover from the shock, the horses were still shooting at the Three Guards like arrows, and the cannon fire came again and again. The lead projectiles like hail were wrapped in the scorching air, and in an instant, they smashed a large number of people and horses, and after the projectile hit the ground, it bounced forward and swept away, and immediately smashed a large area.

Bekoer had never seen such a deadly style of fighting, and before he even touched the side of the Han people, he lost dozens or hundreds of people, and what was more severe than the loss of men and horses was that the morale of the allied forces of the various tribes suffered a blow to Yanzhòng.

What's even worse is that many of the war horses are frightened by the huge cannon fire, and it is almost difficult to control the control zhì.

The previous enthusiasm for fighting plummeted in an instant, and seeing the brothers of the same clan who were chatting and chatting a moment ago, at this moment they had become a puddle of blurred flesh and blood, and Bei Ko'er's eyes were red, and he was almost about to burst into flames. The saber was high, and he roared to death: "The Ming army relies on artillery and sharp weapons, rush, rush to the front of the Ming army, and they will be like sheep, let others slaughter!" ”

After that, the legs tightly clamped the horse's belly, urging the war horse to speed up, speed up! Bekoer's roar made the Mongolian cavalry whose morale was hovering on the verge of collapse be shocked again, yes, that's right, the Ming army relied on artillery equipment, if they rushed to the land of an arrow, even if they had a thousand abilities, they would be eaten alive by the Mongols' arrow rain.

A stone's throw became the target of the Mongol cavalry's forward charge, but in the distance before reaching the land of a stone's throw, the artillery of the Three Guards became their nightmare, a lingering nightmare.

"Quick, quick! Clean the chamber, reload, and scatter...... Artillerymen, you are the best, you fired the first shot, and no army can withstand your fire......"

Heisenberg kept giving orders at the same time, but also constantly encouraged the recruits of the artillery battalion, and the veterans skillfully cleaned the gun chamber with a cannon brush, and the process of charging and compacting the ammunition was completed in one go.

Kong Youde asked himself if the second battalion could not reach this kind of loading speed, not to mention the moment of life and death before the battle formation, which was a test of the psychological quality of the soldiers, and he couldn't help but put away his contempt for Heisenberg, the red-haired ghost.

"The brothers of the 2nd Battalion obeyed the order, moved to the right rear flank hill, cleared the gun emplacements, and prepared to shoot!"

He wasn't going to learn from Heisenberg, he knew he couldn't, and the best strategy was to join the battle in the way he was best at using artillery.

"Fire!"

The second round of fire fired thousands of shotshots, and the dense fire went straight to the approaching Mongol cavalry. Before the sound of artillery could hit the ground, Heisenberg gave the order to move to the front of the left flank of the army.

Because, after this cannon, the surviving Mongol cavalry will go straight to the front of the battle, and the gun position he chose is precisely the range limit of the Mongol cavalry bow.

Bekoer was completely blinded by the hail of scattered bullets, and the warriors of his clan constantly fell from their horses, and the screams of people and the wails of war horses were endless, and he could even feel the burning sensation of blood splashing on his face.

Two rounds of artillery salvo almost radicalized his previous ambition, if he can't even win the current battle, let alone enslave those wild people in the woods. In his subconscious, the savages in the forest have almost no power to fight back against the southerners over the years, and their combat effectiveness is naturally far above these Ming troops.

The blood of the Golden Family flowing in Bekoer's veins made him unable to accept the tragic result of losing to a group of defeated generals, so he had to defeat this Ming army no matter what, and beat them in the ass.

The Three Guards did not take this group of Mongolian cavalry with only 3,000 people in their eyes at all, and there had been more than one battle in the Xuanfu with tens of thousands of cavalry before, and it was not a fool's dream to want to crush the phalanx of the Three Guards with only a few thousand people?

Heisenberg's 1st Artillery Battalion withdrew very quickly, almost on the front foot, and the hooves of the Mongol cavalry arrived, a stone's throw away, and they paid hundreds of lives to get here.

Before the order to fire a salvo could be shouted, Bei Koer only felt that the sound of explosions sounded in his ears one after another, but it was different from the previous earth-shattering artillery, a little crisp, and then he was surprised to find that the Ming army had been completely shrouded in clouds of white smoke.

"Open the bow, open the bow ......"

At the same time that the Mongolian cavalry took the arrow and pulled the bow and let go, another round of dense lead projectiles smashed over, and the Mongolian cavalry who rushed to the forefront did not even have time to put away the riding bow, they were shot and fell to the ground, and the war horse with a weight of more than 100 catties only felt relaxed on its back, but did not know that the master had already been knocked off the horse, and only rushed forward desperately.

The Three Guards fired only three volleys, and the Mongol cavalry scattered before they could even organize a second charge. Lu Jiu's cavalry battalion immediately started the pursuit and escape mode, and chased and killed all the way on the vast grassland, until it was more than 30 miles before it was counted.

The Mongol cavalry was defeated, and the Three Guards immediately turned into a horizontal column and marched towards the Haizi Side, where there were tens of thousands of cattle and sheep left by these Mongol cavalry, as well as the old and weak troops. The first battle out of the border wall was won so easily, and all the soldiers roared loudly, and their voices penetrated the sky, roaring that there was nowhere to vent the feelings of victory!

Somewhere in the grassland, Bei Ko'er wept, they were defeated, and they were so humiliated that those Ming troops didn't even give them the opportunity to fight head-on. After collecting the remnants of the army, there were less than a thousand left, and all of them were wounded.

Everyone's eyes are full of anger and despair, their women and children's property are all by the sea, I am afraid that they have become the spoils of the Ming army at this time.

"Fight, fight with the Ming army, it's better to forget it!"

Someone shouted in despair, and suddenly someone pointed into the distance, "Look, someone!" ”