The cold wind in North Korea in early spring was still bitter, but Zhu Youzhen's thick cotton clothes were covered in sweat.

He used to look at other people's crossing experience, and hundreds of thousands of people rushed into the battlefield without blinking. But when it was his turn, a battle of less than a thousand people made him scared and excited, and his excited legs trembled slightly at high speed, almost uncontrollable.

Zhu Youzhen simulated the vision of Yuan Chonghuan and Dong Chaopu, and chose his own high-value targets among this group of people.

More than a dozen large vehicles were put in the ambush area in front, and the camouflaged large vehicle group in front also began to get on the car to prepare for the next stage of the pathfinding mission.

Boom......

A man dressed in brown clothes on a white horse was shot in the chest, howling and falling.

As soon as the gun rang off, Zhu Youzhen's heart was lowered instead. In the dense forest, there was no crackling gunfire like fried beans as Zhu Youzhen expected, but bursts of gunfire rang out rhythmically.

Although the men in black did not stand together, after three months of assault training, they had begun to know how to cooperate and cooperate with each other. The current fire gun is not very good, but at such a close distance, such dense firepower, or on the horses, the Dongying people bloom one after another blood flowers.

Zhu Youzhen watched the form of the battlefield with great interest at this time.

The first wave of concentrated firepower was focused on attacking the head and tail of Toying's team, except for a few samurai in bright horses and brocade clothes.

The Dongying people, who rashly received the attack, were not very flustered, and some of them drew their swords and rushed towards the place where clouds of green smoke came out in groups of three. The other group slashed the connection between the horses and the cart, and carried the cart in a semi-circle facing the hillside, regardless of the horses running around. The pikemen jumped in and began to look for a suitable position for their own shooting in the circle of carriages.

Seeing that the samurai wielding long knives were about to step into the dense forest where Lao Yuan and them were hiding, the sound of horses' hooves sounded on the hillside behind them, and the second wave of cavalry began to rush down the hillside with their broadswords.

These samurai must have been from the army, calm and sober on the battlefield, and they turned around and rushed directly into their big circle, absolutely not clash head-on with these speeding cavalry, they knew that to confront the rushing cavalry was to seek death.

At this time, Zhu Youzhen saw that it was Yuan Chonghuan's deputy general who commanded these cavalry, and the number was not right, probably only a little more than half. Assisted by cavalry, the musketeers, who were lying in ambush in the dense forest, also began to advance in formations and platoons.

A man's legs can't outrun a horse's hooves, especially those who are still wearing samurai attire.

The cavalry easily rushed behind the Dongying people who turned back, and the long knife was not waved, but held it to the side and downward, and with the momentum of this horse, it easily cut down one Dongying warrior after another.

The pikemen of the Dongying people did not have much chance to shoot under the dense fire here, and they were still patient, waiting for the cavalry to rush in front of their cart formation.

What they didn't expect was.

Yuan Chonghuan's cavalry did not have the idea of approaching the cart formation, and at a distance of more than fifty steps from the cart, he retracted his sword with his backhand. Then he waved the fire breaker with one hand and lit the black grenade fuse that he had pulled out of his satchel. It is said to be a grenade, but it is actually a watermelon mine that is one size smaller. With this weight, one cavalryman can carry two.

The cavalrymen juggled like each other, holding a sneering watermelon in one hand and tightening the reins with the other, arcing away in front of the cart. At the apex of the arc, the watermelons are sent in turn, and then quickly move away.

The power of black powder was still too small, and the huge explosion and smoke could only be killed by sending out the triangular iron nails mixed in the watermelon. After this round, there were countless moans and screams from the big cart formation of the Dongying people.

Zhu Youzhen shook his head, if it was in the future life, it should be silent at this moment.

"The owner."

I don't know when, Yue Hesheng was already standing under the tree.

"The cavalry dispatch is basically over, should we go to the front and have a look?"

This is Lao Yuan's arrangement, this kind of scene that is smaller than the real war, but more real than the exercise, it is better to let His Majesty the Emperor see it with his own eyes.

Zhu Youzhen still admired the physical strength of the ancients, and the two black-clothed men behind Lao Yue crawled in front of him and gently and skillfully put themselves down.

"I didn't see Lao Yuan, and the number of this cavalry is not enough."

Zhu Youzhen asked Yue Hesheng, he is also the governor with troops, and he should be more clear about this.

"Yuan Huyuan said that the other party's manpower is actually limited, and there is no need to dispatch too many at one time, so half of the cavalry is left as a reserve." Yue Hesheng still didn't dare to let the emperor get too close, walked about three hundred steps, and found a protruding rock, just enough to see the almost most core position below.

"What's more, it's on someone else's turf." Yue Hesheng, who was holding a piece of grass, looked more like a bandit at this time.

"Although there is no human population, but the front and back ends have to be blocked, in case there is an official government coming, I'm afraid I'm not afraid, I just think it's a pity to dress up."

Zhu Youzhen arched his hand and said that he had been taught, and fighting a war was actually no big different from other majors, that is, a major plus experience. That's why generals who have been on the battlefield are much more reliable than generals who haven't.

Skirmishes and one-sided killings continued, but the caravan men had begun to count the loot in the distance. The black-clad soldiers with muskets began to clean their spears, wrapped them in cloth and carried them back to their backs again, and then replaced them with cold weapons such as broadswords, and began to disperse in rows to clean up the battlefield.

The three-edged bayonet on the fire gun has still not been studied. Zhu Youzhen gave the drawings in his impression, but due to the steel, on the one hand, the muzzle cover was not firm, and it was easy to fold, and on the other hand, the lethality was too low. No way, in several exercises, the musketeers still could not form a team alone, but could only guard the sides of the pikemen or sword and shield men.

The black-clothed army that had been trained by the joint camp was very efficient, and at this time, a team of five people, under the leadership of the captain, three teams and three teams advanced. Two teams are responsible for cleaning up, and one team is responsible for guarding.

It lasted for about a stick of incense, and Yuan Chonghuan also came back, and by the way, he brought back the large army of peripheral guards. Together, they began to mend their knives among the wounded soldiers lying on the ground.

This is the most obvious feature of the wars of this era, and as long as it is lost, there is no injury.