Stand tall and pee a little farther away!

The Han cavalry riding a tall horse was racing like a mad man, and the invasion was like fire.

The dense riding wall rumbled, and the iron hooves blew a strong evil wind. The cavalry in the front row clenched the shotguns under their armpits in a downward stance, counting their breaths and the sound of horses' hooves, staring at the 'dwarfs' on the opposite side.

Hahaha...... it's really a dwarf!

The Jurchen cavalry on Mongol horses were all a head shorter than the Han cavalry. Seeing them raise their sabers in an awkward posture, all the Han cavalry were inexplicably excited, feeling that their hard training day and night had been best rewarded.

"Come, kill these little dwarfs!"

The roar of the cavalry officer sounded in the military array. At the sound of an order, the cavalry in the first row all stood with their hips raised in tacit understanding, floated their bodies, and pulled the trigger forward with their shotguns. The flintlock bolt snapped into flames, igniting the propellant in the chamber and pushing a dozen steel balls out of the muzzle.

With a bang, a row ......of gunshots rang out, and waves of hot gunpowder erupted.

On the back of a bumpy horse, a musket was difficult to aim. But a row of riding walls synchronized, and a row of bullets sprayed out.

The Han cavalry in the first row relied on their own men and horses, and they didn't care about the sharp blades on the opposite side, and they crashed into them in a dense queue. The platoon of guns before the collision took the lead, and at the moment of impact, it cleared away a wave of enemies on the opposite side.

The cavalry was opposite, staggered.

Everything happens faster than the blink of an eye.

The first platoon of cavalry only hugged their horses by the neck after firing. They are in a dense formation, unable to deflect, and can only hit one by one. Colleagues in the back row holding sabers followed, slashing the Jurchen 'dwarfs' who were dizzy after being hit by the bombardment - the tactics of using muskets were found to be easy to accidentally injure colleagues in front, and then changed to muskets in the first row and sabers in the back two rows.

The Jurchen 'dwarfs' still remembered to eat and not to fight, they just couldn't learn the tactics of wall charge, or rushed towards the Han cavalry in a loose formation, in order to gain more room to play their combat skills. In equestrianism, the Han cavalry was indeed far inferior. But who is still competing with you for personal combat power these days?

Heads-up, you single-handedly all of us.

Group beating, we'll beat you up.

A cavalry platoon was divided into three horizontal columns, and one team was ten people, and they were about ten meters apart from each other. The heavy cavalry in the front row bombarded with muskets, and if anything slipped through the net after the bombardment, it was handed over to the light cavalry at the rear to cut off. After a cavalry platoon charged, there were basically few enemies left on horseback, either bombarded to death or hacked to death.

Even if they weren't bombed and hacked to death, the Arabian horses could kill a handful of people by their weight. This is a very simple competition of strength, and it is not a battle of magnitude at all, it is completely an adult beating a child.

As the brigade commander, Han Shi felt for the first time that his demon pig could not keep up with the trend of the times. His skin was thick and rough, and he was fierce and fearless, but he was too slow. Seeing that his subordinates were rampage in front and had no scruples, he could only command the staggered attacks of each battalion and company in the rear, and he had no other part in killing the enemy with his own hands.

"Brigadier Commander, Brigadier Commander. The commander has explained that you are not allowed to rush forward. The guards grabbed Han Shi's reins and didn't let this impulsive guy run too far.

Han Shi looked at his subordinates blocking and killing gods, and Buddha blocking and killing Buddhas, he was both happy and sighed, "Think that Zhao Zilong was in and out of Changbanpo seven times back then, like entering a no-man's land, what a hero?" This kind of good thing of charging into battle, Lao Tzu also wants to enjoy it. It's a pity, it's a pity! ”

The 2,000 Han cavalry turned into several waves of attack and swept away Manggus's 1,000-man team. The Jurchen cavalry, which charged in a loose formation, was no match for the Han cavalry. The first few rows of Jurchen cavalry seemed to have been hit by the raging waves, and they disappeared without even having a chance to bubble.

In the face of the dense riding wall, the Jurchen cavalry behind was full of gall, and they subconsciously had to dodge. But after the Arabian horses galloped to high speed, they did not give the enemy a chance to dodge at all, and the Han cavalry that opened up the rows of horizontal formations also had a wide enough attack surface to clear an area with a sweep.

A complete Jurchen cavalry thousand-man squad did not even hold up for half an hour before being defeated by the Han cavalry charging from the group. In just one rush, half of the Jurchen 'little dwarfs' fell in a pool of blood. Half of them fled in panic and collapsed. There are only a handful of people who can survive such a ferocious impact, and Manggus, who commanded this thousand-man team, was lucky to escape.

"Ah......h Manggus screamed heart-rending on the battlefield, the saber in his hand fell, and there were two or three more knife marks on the cuirass he was wearing. One of his hands was elbow-up, and the wound was smooth, apparently severed by the Han cavalry.

The scene just now was enough to make Manggus unforgettable for the rest of his life, and it became a nightmare for eternal life. The ferocity of the Han cavalry was beyond imagination, and the neat queue did not give him room to exert his strength at all. The oncoming platoon of guns directly disrupted and crushed the attack rhythm and fighting spirit of the Jurchen cavalry, and the follow-up neat assault queue followed one after another, making it impossible to deal with it.

When the platoon of guns attacked, it was too unreasonable, and the Han people, who had no combat skills at all, relied on this hand to bombard Manggusi. He relied on his own cultivation to survive, but one of his subordinates was killed one by one.

After the platoon, Manggus still wanted to resist. But the sharp horse knife left several marks on his body, and he also cut off one of his arms. As for the result, he himself couldn't figure out whether he had hit it or not—it seemed that he had hit the first row of heavy cavalry with horse armor. But the moment he slashed it, his wrist with the knife was broken by the tremendous impact of the Arabian horse.

The Han cavalryman who was cut down didn't seem to have any, lowered his head, pulled the reins and rushed over. I guess people will have to check after the war to find a knife mark on the horse armor - oh, it turns out that I was also slashed.

Manggus, who had his hand broken, lost his combat effectiveness, was slashed by a series of sabers, and finally his arm was cut off at the elbow. The 2,000 Han cavalry roared and broke the Jurchen's right flank, slowed down slightly and began to continue to turn to their right side, which was equivalent to going around the flank of the remnants of Gao Hongzhong, who acted as the Chinese army.

The 'God Bless' army immediately fried the pot!

Gao Hongzhong's gang of traitors were still waiting to witness the military miracle of Uncle Jianzhou, but they witnessed a large-scale collision between the cavalry brigade of the 'Revolutionary Army' and the opponent. They watched as Manggus's thousand-man team was smashed to pieces, and they were powerless to fight back. Immediately after them, they were about to worry for their lives - the vicious cavalry went around the back of their ass.

"Change formation, change formation! The back team becomes the front team, turn around, turn around quickly. Gao Hong's anxious voice changed tone, and he hid behind the formation to command. As a result, in the blink of an eye, he became in front of the battle.

The rumbling and running Han cavalry was changing formation under the command of the officer and quickly turned around. Most of the generals of the 'Heavenly Blessing' army were in command in the rear, and all of them rode in panic and squeezed into their ranks, trying to dodge the fierce soldiers and hide among their own people.

And on the left flank of the Jurchens, Engedri, who tried to act as a hammerhead, found himself very wrong. He thought Manggus would hold out for a while. In just a few moments, he could quickly attack the flank of the Han cavalry with two thousand Jurchen cavalry and defeat this group of bold enemies.

I knew that the horses of these Han cavalry were tall and big, and their ability to accelerate and sprint was unparalleled in the world, and once they rushed up, they ran fast. The Mongol horses, who were not good at sprinting, could only eat farts after these Han cavalry. There is always a distance of hundreds of kilometers between the two sides, and they can't catch up even if they can't catch up.

When Engodri led his team to the right flank, in addition to seeing corpses and scattered horses on the ground, he saw Manggus kneeling on one knee, biting a strip of cloth with one hand and teeth to stop the bleeding from the wound of the severed hand.

Seeing Engdri approaching, Manggus shook his head and said, "Engedri, you have made a mistake. We can't win, we can't win like this. This group of Han cavalry is too strong, we can't fight them hard. ”

"Nonsense, we just have to fight hard!" Engdri flew into a rage, raised his whip and whipped a few times, refusing to admit defeat. But just as he swung his whip, the middle part of Gao Hongzhong of the Chinese army moved and fled in all directions like a nest of frightened ants. These traitors, who have been sin for two days, have become a rabble, and they will flee at the slightest fright.

Behind the scattered 'Tianyou' army, rows of Han cavalry with shotguns opened fire and drove away. At this moment, Engdeli's 2,000 cavalry was in the southwest corner, and Han Shi's headquarters was in the northeast corner, and there were three or four thousand people of the 'Tianyou' army sandwiched between the two sides.

Han Shi ordered his subordinates to slow down, stab the 'Tianyou' army in the ass in the form of riding on the wall, and fire at their backs. Gao Hongzhong's order to turn his subordinates around was useless, and this panicked traitor army was all concerned about themselves and tried to use their colleagues as body armor.

The Arab horses who had been sprinting for a short distance were tired and neighed, and the Han cavalry rode them to trot away the traitors of the 'Tianyou' army, and at the same time regained their strength. And the scattered 'Tianyou' army Hulala's chaotic run just hit the Engdeli headquarters in the southwest.

Seeing that these useless minions were either blocking their way or rushing into their own queue, Engdeli immediately exploded in anger and shouted: "Those who dare to rush into the ranks of the army will be killed!" ”

Engdri had a loud voice, but he was useless on the battlefield. The routed 'Tianyou' army was dizzy, and everyone from the generals to the soldiers had no heart to fight. They had no other idea than to run for their lives. As for Engdeli's drinking order, few people heard it at all.

As the saying goes, 'the defeat is like a mountain', and the surging chaotic soldiers are cutting through the cracks, running a hundred meters and rushing into the middle of Engdeli's cavalry. The Jurchen cavalry showed no mercy to these minions, and when they saw that they were in their way, they raised their swords and slashed. These officials and traitors were bloody and miserable, so they were even more chaotic and ran around.

Gao Hongzhong was also squeezed in front of the Jurchen cavalry under the coercion of the chaotic soldiers, and when he saw the Jianzhou uncle opposite, he was so angry that he used his knife, so he could only wave his hand and shout: "Don't cut, don't cut, don't cut the masters, the slaves are their own people." ”

Seeing that the whole battle has become a mess, the crazy Jurchens don't care about their own people. They cut off hundreds of heads in one go, and vented all the painful lessons they suffered from the Han cavalry on these officials and traitors.

After completing the task of driving away, Han Shi's department at the other end saw that it was getting late, and the main force of Mang Gurtai could appear at any time, so he swaggered away from the battlefield and returned to Shanhaiguan.

At the moment before dark, Mang Gurtai, riding an earth dragon, appeared with a large army, and in front of him was the vanguard army that had just suffered heavy losses and was full of wounded soldiers. "How did you do that? Defeat as soon as you come? ”