Chapter 1582: The Decisive Battle of Kazan (3)
Cossack cavalry brigadier general Abram is now completely blinded by the Ming army's elite cavalry, originally he wanted to lead the cavalry to retreat temporarily, and then prepare to charge the whole army again, unexpectedly, the Ming army's elite cavalry actually rushed up directly, followed by the back and continued to shoot, and in front of it was a piece of flames, all of which were ignited by the Ming army's rockets, which delayed the pace of the Cossack cavalry's retreat, and the Ming cavalry behind kept shooting, beating the Cossack cavalry to shout dad and mother, and completely collapsed.
Abram almost died of anger, but what could he do? The muskets of the Ming army are too powerful, they shoot far, shoot accurately, and shoot at a fast speed!
When Piskov's order reached Abram's ears, Abram understood, yes, we can fight back, now the Ming army is only a few dozen steps away from him, killing him with a horse pistol, that is, hand-to-hand combat, relying on the strong combat power of the Cossack cavalry, it is not difficult to turn defeat into victory!
"Order, the whole army turn around and kill Lao Tzu back! Draw your sword and charge! ”
Abram shouted.
The Cossack cavalry was on the verge of collapse, and it was a little difficult to let it fight back on the spot at this time, but Abram still organized the two thousand cavalry around him and began to rush back to the rear!
Abram turned around, and just collided head-on with Qin Mufeng, who led the army to kill, just looking at the clothes, Qin Mufeng could also recognize it, the guy in front of him was wearing too dazzling, gorgeous leather clothes, shining colors, a huge triangular hat with gold trim, and a gorgeous and unusual feather, and a golden epaulette on his shoulder, at first glance, he was a senior general of the Rakshasa Army, exactly the same as the outfit of Cherkov and Ananiyevich!
"Kill!"
Qin Mufeng did not hesitate, urged the horse to rush up, and went straight to Abram!
"Kill, kill him!"
The Western sword in Abram's hand was raised, and the six or seven personal guard cavalry behind him had already rushed out, brandishing a saber in his hand and slashing at Qin Mufeng.
Qin Mufeng was clean and neat, his subordinates were ruthless, their guns fell, and in the blink of an eye, the three cavalrymen had already been picked off by Qin Mufeng, and the other three cavalrymen looked stunned, wiped it, this kid is so fierce, so powerful!
Before he could calm down, Qin Mufeng's war horse was extremely majestic, and he had already directly crossed the three cavalry and went straight to Abram!
"Kill!"
Qin Mufeng's bright silver spear shook, and stabbed towards Abram like lightning!
Abram was shocked, and put the Western sword in front of him, trying to set up Qin Mufeng's bright silver spear, in his opinion, most of the spears of cold weapons are made of hardwood, or rattan wood soaked in oil, there is no weight, his own Western sword is heavy, more than ten catties in weight, enough to knock Qin Mufeng's bright silver spear open.
Unexpectedly, Qin Mufeng's bright silver spear, which was made of stainless steel, weighed dozens of catties, Qin Mufeng's strength could be regarded as the best in the whole army, except for Gao Jie's big iron pestle, no one's weapon was heavier than his, a Western sword wanted to knock off the bright silver spear, how could it be?
The guns and swords collided together, Qin Mufeng's bright silver spear was only a few inches high, this is still Abram's strength, changed others, I am afraid that the Western sword has already taken off his hand and flew, even so, Abram felt that his arm was a little unable to hold the Western sword, and the tip of the spear lightning came, hitting Abram's shoulder socket and nailed it into it fiercely!
Yes......
Abram let out a roar, his entire shoulder was dripping with blood, if it weren't for his fast movements, he quickly leaned back, this shot would have already provoked himself, so fierce!
Where does Abram dare to fight, turn around and run!
Qin Mufeng was about to pursue, and in order to come up, the three cavalrymen behind him slashed straight at Qin Mufeng.
Qin Mufeng had to turn around and parry, and by the time he killed the three cavalrymen, Abram had already run out dozens of steps!
"I'm Cao! It's really fast! ”
Qin Mu was so angry that he scolded: "Look at your dog's day, you can still outrun the pistol!" ”
Qin Mufeng raised his hand and pulled out the revolver, and raised his hand towards Abram is a shot!
This time Abram couldn't dodge, the bullet was impartial, and it hit Abram's spine right in the back of the heart!
Abram screamed, fell off his horse, and the cavalry around him saw that it was not good, and a personal guard bent over, and actually copied Abram from the ground, put it on his horse, and fled frantically into the distance!
"Bad luck!"
Qin Mufeng secretly called unlucky, this shot did not kill, Qin Mufeng could feel it, and let this kid run away, but even if Abram was lucky enough to pick up a life, he would not be able to go to the battlefield in the future, one shot hit the spine, discounted the spine, and he could only be paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life.
Without Abram's command, the Cossack cavalry that had just lined up was in chaos again, even if the strength was nearly twice as large as that of the second town elite cavalry, it could not stop the wanton impact of the second town elite cavalry, and they were defeated and retreated, and they couldn't stand it!
"Boom, boom, boom......"
At this time, the artillery position of the Rakshasa regiment sounded again, and a shell fell on the way of the Ming army's pursuit, setting off a burst of smoke and dust, trying to stop the pursuit of the Ming army, Piskov in the distance couldn't stand it, so he had to order the artillery to stop bombarding the rocket battalion and begin to block the Ming army's elite cavalry, at this time, the cavalry of the two armies was already entangled, and the artillery attacked, that is, the enemy was injured by a thousand, and the self-damage was eight hundred, Piskov couldn't care so much, if the artillery did not attack again, this time, the Cossack cavalry would be completely reimbursed!
Under the bombardment of artillery, the Ming elite cavalry finally slowed down, and had to spread out their formation, dodge the shells, and at the same time began to fire again.
Almost at the same time, the First Town Spirit, under the leadership of Huang Weiming, began to launch a surprise attack on the flank of the Rakshasa Legion!
Three thousand elite cavalry scattered all over the place, scattering the impact, this is an effective way of attack for the Ming cavalry, which can avoid the killing of the opponent's artillery and muskets to the greatest extent, and the three thousand elite cavalry are raging, directly attacking the flank of the Rakshasa infantry legion!
When the distance was more than three hundred steps, the elite cavalry of the Ming army began to fire a salvo, and waves of bullets shrouded the flank position, and the bullets came madly!
"Fight back! Fight back! ”
On the flank position, Colonel Alphonia watched the infantry fall one by one, his face was blue with anger, and he shouted loudly.
"Your Excellency Colonel, you can't attack now, it's too far, they're too far away from us, our muskets can't shoot at a distance of three hundred paces! You can only wait until the opponent enters a distance of about one hundred and fifty steps before you can start shooting, otherwise, it will be a waste of bullets! ”
Akimuchik, a staff officer on the side, hurriedly stopped.
"Damn bastards! Can we just watch our opponents attack? Artillery, give the order to the artillery, attack with all your might, and stop the Ming cavalry from approaching! ”
(End of chapter)