Piskov was even more shocked and inexplicable, his army had not been repaired for a day and a night, first a day of fierce fighting, and then a night of marching at night, he was already exhausted, at this time, the Ming army rode out, and there was no power to resist at all!

"Retreat! Quick, full speed retreat! ”

Piskov shouted.

"Piskov, retreat now, where can we outrun the cavalry of the Ming army? We are all infantry, and now we can only fight with our backs, and we can only fight with our backs! ”

Asjovic exclaimed.

Originally, the infantry couldn't outrun the cavalry, and now the Rakshasa army is tired and still running? So where can you run? For today's plan, the only way to do this is to fight to the death, repel the attack of the Ming army's elite cavalry, and then retreat calmly!

Piskov suddenly realized that he couldn't run, and the elite cavalry of the Ming army rushed up too fast, so let's turn around and fight to the death! Fight!

"Order, the whole army turns around and lines up to fight!"

Piskov really let himself out this time, and immediately gave the order and prepared to fight.

In the blink of an eye, the elite cavalry of the five thousand Ming army reached a distance of less than three hundred steps from the Rakshasa Legion, but when they arrived near the Rakshasa Legion, the cavalry formation was divided into two groups of cavalry, and they rushed straight towards the two wings of the Rakshasa Legion!

Piskov was stunned, what kind of tactic is this? Instead of directly charging into battle and dividing their own infantry phalanx, they actually chose a roundabout tactic, with such a small number of troops, do they still want to surround all my 10,000 troops?

Piskov didn't understand, and Asjovic on the side didn't understand either.

"Piskov, what are they doing here?"

Asjovic asked suspiciously.

"You're a cavalry general, you're here to ask me?"

Piskov didn't have a good breath, "No matter, go all out to fight, and see what this Ming army elite rider wants to do!" ”

Soon, the answer came.

The cavalry of the second town and the cavalry of the first town split in two, detoured to the sides, sandwiched the Rakshasa Legion in the middle, and were only two hundred paces away from the edge of the two wings of the Rakshasa Legion, and they all raised the muskets in their hands!

Running wildly and shooting at the same time, the bullets began to move in the opposite direction, and the bullets sprayed out wildly from the firing pin rifles, and went straight to the Rakshasa army!

Two hundred paces away, for a firing needle rifle, the lethality is huge, enough to penetrate most of the Rakshasa Legion's phalanx, the two cavalry shoot in the opposite direction, the rifle fire completely envelops the opponent, there is no dead end!

One by one, the Rakshasa soldiers screamed and fell to the ground!

"Shoot back, shoot back!"

Piskov saw the rage, roared sharply, and commanded the Rakshasa soldiers to start firing back, one by one the Rakshasa soldiers raised the muskets in their hands and began to shoot, but their most advanced flintlock musket opportunities were lost, and now they only have leather arquebuses, front-loading smoothbore guns, slow rate of fire, short range, and if you want to shoot, you must stand, because you lie down, how to reload the gun? Even if you are standing, this speed is much slower than that of the Ming army!

When the Rakshasa Legion loaded the bullets and began to shoot one after another, Piskov's angry eyes were spent, two hundred steps away, the breech gun reached the front of the Ming cavalry, and even the flesh and skin of the Ming army could not be broken, not to mention that the Ming army's elite horses came and went like the wind, and they kept running, where could the musket bullets be accurate? The most foreign-aided musketeers fired two waves in one go, almost all of them were empty guns, and they couldn't help the elite cavalry of the Ming army on the opposite side!

Two hundred steps away, the arquebus of the Rakshasa Legion is even worse than the burning stick, it is useless, and the 10,000 Rakshasa Legion can only be passively beaten under the attack of the Ming army's elite cavalry!

If it is only a casualty, the Rakshasa Legion can still bear it, after all, in the midst of the war horse galloping, no one can guarantee extremely high shooting accuracy, but this kind of shooting, the psychological shock of the Rakshasa Legion is too serious, the first shot can't hit themselves, the second shot, the third shot? There's always a shot that will take your turn, right? The worst thing is that at such a distance, even if you shoot a hundred shots yourself, you can't hurt your opponent, it's too far!

In a moment, the phalanx of the Rakshasa Legion has fallen by thousands of people, and nearly a thousand people have also hung up the lottery, and the entire Rakshasa Legion has been completely defeated, and they have collapsed, and they can't even maintain the phalanx formation!

"Asjovic! Prepare to break through immediately, you can't fight like this, the cavalry makes arrows, and immediately attack! ”

Piskov has been beaten and has lost any temper, and now he only wants to leave this place safely, and he never wants to fight with the Ming army again, such a Ming army is the devil, specially, unless God descends from the sky, otherwise, no one can turn the tide of the war!

Asjovic has also woken up, this kind of fight is too passive, you can only be beaten and can't fight back, if you fight again for most of the day, the remaining 18,000 people will be annihilated by others......

"Order, cavalry assault! Infantry tailgating, rush out! ”

With a loud roar, Asjovic led only two or three hundred cavalry and began to launch a surprise attack in the northwest direction.

However, if it is an encirclement, then the Rakshasa army breaks through, there is still a lot of certainty, but the current situation, the Ming army is not a huge encirclement, but a flowing arc, the Rakshasa army runs, the Ming army elite cavalry follows, want to throw the cavalry away, where is it so easy?

Today's Ming army elite cavalry is like a dog skin plaster on the body of the Rakshasa soldiers, and they can't shake it off if they want to, and the bullets flying from both sides continue to harvest the lives of the Rakshasa soldiers!

No, I can't shake it off......

"Order, charge towards the Ming army's elite cavalry on the right! Fuck, fight! ”

Piskov had no choice but to choose a hard-hitting assault, perhaps only in this way could he disrupt the rhythm of the Ming army and get out of the bitter battle.

The remaining hundred and ten cavalry rushed towards the second town elite cavalry on the right side, and the infantry behind them followed closely!

Among the cavalry, Qin Mufeng grinned and sneered, this group of Rakshasa soldiers who didn't know whether they were alive or dead had finally relieved their taste, but it was too late!

"Cavalry concentrated! Challenge! ”

Qin Mufeng held a bright silver spear in his hand, and immediately blocked the front, looking at the cavalry of Piskov and Asjovic who rushed up in front, with a finger of the spear, the elite cavalry of the Ming army launched a counter-charge!

"Kill!"

The elite cavalry of the Ming army was like a torrent of steel, and it crashed into it violently, and more than a hundred Cossack cavalry were instantly overwhelmed by the elite cavalry of the Ming army, and the Rakshasa regiment behind was directly scattered by the elite cavalry of the Ming army on both wings!

"Kill!"

Piskov waved the Western sword in his hand and went straight towards Qin Mufeng, and Asjovic on the side saw Qin Mufeng, his heart trembled, and he shouted: "Piskov, don't mess with her!" ”

It's just that at this time, I was reminding that it was too late, and the bright silver spear in Qin Mufeng's hand shook and had already stabbed towards Piskov!

Now Piskov is already exhausted, where can he stop Qin Mufeng's spear? A shot pierced him in the chest, stabbing Piskov in the heart and slamming him to the ground!

(End of chapter)