The battlefield is always a world of blood and fire, the steppe regime and the Central Plains Dynasty have attacked each other for thousands of years, hatred is integrated into the blood, engraved in the bones, neither the Mongols nor the people of the Central Plains think that there is the slightest possibility of resolving hatred, and they want to eliminate hatred!

Only one side will die!

The champion of the Han Dynasty, Hou Feng Wolf Juxu, the Tang Dynasty military gods swept the grassland, Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty expelled Meng Yuan, and Emperor Yongle conquered Mobei five times!

Once the Central Plains Dynasty is strong, it will inevitably conquer the grasslands, and as long as the grasslands are unified, they will definitely want to invade the Central Plains.

This is a feud!

In Yongwangwei's Shence Army, everyone who served as a soldier was instilled with the concept of feud, so in their eyes, fighting with the Mongols was either you or I died!

Thousands of musketeers were silent, and there were countless who shouted and dared to rush at the enemy riders with blood-red eyes.

There is no proper method of warfare, according to what the former Yongwang and His Majesty said now, when your weapons have an overwhelming advantage, then no matter how powerful the enemy is, they are vulnerable paper tigers in front of them!

Originally, there may have been some lack of confidence, but the 30,000 charging elite cavalry were destroyed in front of the mine array, and those Mongols who were as fierce as gods were as fragile as newborn babies in the explosion.

That's faith!

Confidence in victory!

Thousands of foot soldiers launched a counter-charge against 20,000 cavalry, such a scene could not have been imagined even by Huo Quzhi and Li Jing Rebirth, but now the army of the Ming Dynasty has done it.

Take advantage of your chaos and kill you!

The tactics of the Ming army were violent and barbaric, not talking about any technology at all, as long as the distance was enough, it was a row of guns, and as long as there were dense Mongolian soldiers in front of it, it was a grenade!

The battlefield was completely chaotic, and the Mongol army, which was ready to tear apart the Ming army with a high-speed charge, was completely dizzy.

The unknown is the most terrifying, the Ming army's musket Mongolian army has seen it, and even the artillery has learned its power, but what kind of means is this!

The black balls thrown by the Ming army were like the sickles of death, harvesting the lives of the Mongolian warriors one by one.

The charge was interrupted, and the Mongol army lost its greatest speed advantage, and without the speed advantage, in the face of the Ming army's musket fire, the Mongol army on horseback was a live target.

The mink hat of the commander Barya was shot away by a stray bullet, and as a Mongolian warrior, he finally rushed out from left to right, looked at the Ming army close at hand, and raised the war knife in his hand.

The knife fell, the head flew into the air, and the corners of Barya's mouth flashed with a sneer, but soon out of instinctive prediction of danger, Barya's black hair bloomed all over his body, and then he saw the fingers of a small soldier of the Ming army two feet away pulled the musket!

Bang!

The bullet was like a meteor, instantly piercing Barya's forehead, and it was a pity that the Mongolian generation of fierce generals died so easily under the gun of a small soldier.

Bahamtu and Galibanai, the commanders who led the main force to charge, were also trapped in the minefield, but at least until the chaos in the minefield ended, no one knew whether the two would live or die.

But Barya really died in front of the eyes of the Mongolian cavalry, and a commander of ten thousand died as if he was playing, and immediately broke the psychological defense line of all the Mongolian cavalry who saw this scene.

This is a bunch of devils, demons that are impossible to defeat!

Morale dropped to freezing point, naturally there was no longer the courage to fight viciously, no matter how fierce the Mongols were, they were still human beings after all.

Human beings have seven emotions and six desires, and they will also be afraid of death!

Unlike desperately rushing to kill, the Mongol army charged in clusters and harvested the enemy's life with the saber in his hand, and he himself would die, but that death was valuable and dignified.

But now it's a massacre!

In the past, they had slaughtered their enemies, but now it was the other way around, and when they were the targets of the slaughter, the deep fear of the Mongols was finally ignited.

And then there's the rout!

No army in the world has suffered such heavy casualties, unless it is like the army of later generations that gave birth to national beliefs and would rather fight to the last soldier for the sake of national righteousness.

In today's world, even the strongest army, when it bears 30% of the casualties, the army's morale will inevitably be unstable, and if more than half of the casualties are lost, there is a chance that it will be defeated.

There is no denying the formidable fighting power of the Mongol Iron Cavalry, a group of warriors who grew up in the harsh natural environment and once made the whole world tremble under their iron hooves.

Their footsteps have conquered most of the world, but to no avail!

Comrade Zhu Houwei, a traverser, knows too well the importance of the military industry to the war, so he spares no effort to develop firearms at any cost!

Zhu Houwei's efforts were not in vain, and the formidable musket army launched the first battle that changed the history of the war outside the Dushikou Pass.

The 50,000 soldiers who were martyred for it were the 50,000 male soldiers who dominated the steppe on the basis of the little Mongolian prince!

If it is simply a cavalry against an infantry, then even if the strength is evenly matched or even defeated, the 50,000 cavalry will not suffer much damage, because even if the iron cavalry charge cannot break through the infantry phalanx, it can still retreat.

But today is different, completely different, such a war is something that the little prince has never experienced.

First, the cavalry who rushed into the formation fell into the trap, and was stunned by the explosion, and when they heard the retreat horn, they couldn't distinguish the direction because they were in the dust and dense smoke, and then they were fired by the Ming army's muskets, and they were already in chaos.

The formation is chaotic, the cavalry and the infantry are no different, they are just a swarm of headless flies, if the camp is bombed at this time, then they will not argue with the enemy and me, and the cavalry will rush left and right, trampling on each other!

The Ming infantry who rushed out along the safe route completely controlled the battlefield with extremely sharp firearms, and tens of thousands of cavalrymen who had lost their mobility could not organize an effective charge at all, and they could be shot by stray bullets and killed by grenades anytime and anywhere.

The little prince is already going crazy, although he is still safe in the rear, but he is still surrounded by his own soldiers and retreats for several miles, the battlefield at this moment will collapse anytime and anywhere, once the horse is defeated, turn around and flee for his life, at that time, no one will care if you are the little prince or Dayan Khan.

"Blow the trumpet, beat the drums, and gather the rout." The little prince roared.

Defeat is not terrible, he has not lost a battle, as long as he has soldiers in his hands, then he can make a comeback anytime and anywhere, and he can make a comeback anytime and anywhere.

But if he didn't have enough soldiers to deter the grasslands, those tribes who were subdued by his force would definitely jump out and bite him fiercely, and when that time came, he would definitely die.

There has never been a shortage of male lords on the grassland, and when he Batu Munch died, there will naturally be a new male lord who will stand up, dominate the grassland, and continue to fight against the Ming Dynasty.

But Batumunk was unwilling, so even though he knew that he had been defeated, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart!

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