"Boom... Boom..."

The galloping horse's hooves are like the thunder that sounded in the nine heavens.

In addition to the large-scale infantry corps battles, the most shocking scene of the war is undoubtedly the cavalry charge.

There are more than 10,000 people, and there is no boundary.

There are more than 10,000 cavalry, like a huge wave, the oppressive momentum, the killing intent that soars into the sky, makes the heart of the person facing it feel like being grabbed by the palm of his hand, and he will be pinched and exploded at any time.

20,000 against 60,000.

In such a battle with a huge gap, not any general has the courage to charge.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and the odds are really unpredictable when facing the steppe people who grew up on horseback.

Zhu Zhangui took the lead in the charge, and Qian Qianhu and Hu Yu behind him, holding the banners of Zhu and Ming, followed closely.

It's close, it's close.

The kilometer distance is nothing more than a blink of an eye for cavalry.

The distance between the two sides quickly reached 200 meters, and the faces of the other party could be seen closely.

But what is strange is that the two people did not collide together, but pulled the horse with a sharp heart, and turned left collectively.

The Mongols were good at cavalry archery, and without the support of heavy cavalry, they would not charge cavalry against cavalry unless absolutely necessary.

Whether it was facing the original Western white-skinned pigs or the public soldiers, when facing the enemy cavalry, they used cavalry to make the opponent consume their strength, and then the heavy cavalry pressed on them.

As descendants of the Mongols, the Tatars also inherited this.

Although they had the advantage in numbers, the fine armor of the Ming army was not in vain, and there were not many heavy cavalry on their side. If the two sides chose to hedge, even if the Tatars won, there would be a lot of casualties, so they chose to use the way of riding and flying kites to scare the enemy, like their ancestors, and after confirming that the other side did not have much ability to resist, the heavy cavalry pressed again.

And coincidentally, the Ming army on the opposite side also thought so.

The number of people on this side is not dominant, and forcing the charge is the next strategy.

Although their riding and archery skills are far from the other's, they have guns.

After several years of equipment, the cavalry of the 3,000 battalion was almost two double-shot flintlock pistols per man.

The new type of fixed-ammunition revolver, due to the fact that the production volume was too small, was distributed only to officers.

The distance at which the Tatar cavalry shot arrows on their horses was at most 50 meters, and the vast majority of them had a range of about twenty or thirty meters.

And coincidentally, the double-barreled musket of the Ming army was also in this distance range!

In the end, who can win depends on who can't withstand the opponent's shot first, or which side's war horse runs out of physical strength first.

The Ming army was divided into two divisions, and the Tatar side was also divided into two divisions due to their large numbers.

Some of them are more than 30,000 people, responsible for annihilating the Ming cavalry, and the other part of more than 30,000 people is divided into several small units, responsible for attacking the Ming infantry battalion, and the artillery battalion that is rumbling and firing, as well as waiting for the opportunity to attack the old man's central command platform.

Zhu Zhangui didn't bother with the Tatar cavalry that were divided to attack the infantry, the old man had fought all his life, and this little battle still couldn't stop him.

Zhu He's most important task now is to get rid of his Tatar cavalry, which is chasing him and trying to encircle him many times.

The two sides walked side by side, getting farther and farther away from the main battlefield.

The two sides kept a distance of 100 meters, and neither approached the other first.

The idea of both sides is very simple, that is, to consume each other's horsepower first, wait for the opponent's war horse to run out of strength, and then lean over to harvest the head.

The Tatars rode all steppe ponies, although the horses were not big, but they had extremely strong endurance and ran with people, and the cavalry of the Ming Dynasty could not compare with them before.

It's a pity that the Tatars don't know that the war horses of the 3,000 battalions have been replaced, and this kind of horse that looks like a donkey, although it has no outstanding advantages, is very comprehensive, and endurance is also one of them.

The two sides had been running for miles before the Tatar horses began to gasp.

The Tatar general who was in charge of leading this team looked at the Ming cavalry walking side by side with him, and his eyes widened.

That's not right, when did the Ming army's horses run so well?

When I ran like this in the previous battles, the war horses on the Ming army's side had already weakened their legs.

According to his observations, although the war horse on the opposite side was a little out of breath, it was much better than their side.

Hey, what kind of horse is this, and how does it look like a donkey?

At this glance, the Tatar generals noticed the difference in the war horses on the opposite side.

He had also seen the war horses of the Ming army before, some of which were bought from the grassland, and some of which were cultivated by himself.

Although it looks good, it can only be regarded as average, far worse than the dwarf mules on the grassland.

He didn't pay attention when he charged just now, thinking that the horse on the opposite side was still the same horse as before.

But when he looked closely, he realized that something was wrong.

The big donkey face of the horse on the opposite side has a big donkey face, big eyes, and a very beautiful muscular contour of the body.

Looking at the fur, the beating muscles, and the sturdy figure, the generals who grew up with horses since childhood, they could see at a glance that this was a first-class horse.

Sweeping the army columns, the Tatar generals had a sudden burst in their hearts.

Damn, which bastard sold it to the Ming people, do these southern barbarians know how to ride horses, it's just a waste.

"Woooooo

Sensing that the opponent's horse was stronger than his side, the cavalry general no longer hesitated, picked up a trumpet and puffed out his cheeks, and gave the order for a formal battle.

The Tatar cavalry, having received the order, began to slowly move closer to the Ming army, removed their bows and arrows, and prepared to shoot.

Zhu Zhangui, who led the cavalry to race with the opponent's horse, saw that the opponent was the first to lose his breath, and gave the order to fight with a sneer.

The Ming army close to the side of the Tatar cavalry was Zhu Zhangui's escort and Qian Qianhu's cavalry.

Needless to say, the escort battalion is equipped with the best equipment.

Qian Qianhu is his own person, and Zhu Zhangui paid for the armor and weapons he was equipped with in order to show the other generals of the 3,000 battalion.

The soldiers of the 3,000 battalion still held flintlock pistols, and Qian Qianhu's team all took the latest strengthened version of the revolver.

When Zhu Zhangui's battle order was issued, the cavalrymen took control of the war horses while drawing their pistols and preparing for battle.

100 meters, 80 meters, 70 meters...

When the two sides approached 50 meters, Zhu Zhangui's side took the lead in attacking.

"Bang bang bang..."

Bursts of gunfire rang out, and more than 1,000 reinforced revolvers fired all their ammunition directly at the opposite side.

The revolver has 6 rounds, and this sudden burst is more than 6,000 rounds.

The gunshots fell, the opposite person turned on his back, and the horse that fell down after being shot caused a period of chaos.

In this round of attacks, seven or eight hundred people fell on the other side, to say the least.

"Damn, shoot back... Fight back..."

The Tatar cavalry generals, seeing that they had lost six or seven hundred men as soon as they took over their side, were angry.

As he continued to move forward with his horse, he drew his bow and arrows, ordering his cavalry to return fire immediately.

Although the distance between the two sides is still more than 40 meters, he can no longer control it, and he can shoot one by one.

"Buzz~whoosh..."

Bursts of bowstrings sounded, and wolf tooth arrows roared towards the Ming army.

But what made the nose of the Tatar general almost crooked was that the cunning Ming army, after firing a round of guns, turned around, turned to the right, and went in other directions.

"Bastard, chase me!"

Most of the round of arrow rain was empty, and the general roared loudly, and as the leader, he turned his horse's head and chased after the Ming army.

The long cavalry team behind them also followed closely when they saw that the front had turned a corner.

The original side-by-side move has become a chase and an escape.

After running for four or five miles in a row, some of the war horses of the Tatar cavalry finally couldn't bear it, and slowly slowed down, changing from the original gallop to slowing down.

The huge army of Tatar cavalry also slowly lengthened and divided into several echelons.

"Your Highness, their horses are no longer working!"

Zhu Zhangui, who was running forward with his soldiers, glanced back at the Tatar cavalry moving slowly.

"Haha, feng shui takes turns, don't these grassland barbarians like to boil people, and now they have finally tasted the consequences, and the sons and daughters will go back to fly kites with me!"

"Oh roar..."

There was a strange roar, and the cavalry team of the Ming army was divided into two, Zhu Zhangui and Qian Qianhu each led a team, one left and one right, and launched an attack on the Tatars.

"Bang bang bang..."

Bursts of gunfire rang out over the steppe, mixed with the angry screams of the Tatars and the howls of dying people.

The Tatars tried to counterattack several times, and Zhu Zhangui would turn around and leave with his troops.

The Tatars wanted to retreat, so Zhu Zhangui led the team to follow behind the butt and put a gun.

Anyway, you chase me and run, you run and I chase, if you slow down, I will go up and beat me, and if you want the horse to recover its strength, I won't let you recover.

Zhu Zhangui completely exerted the characteristics of the dog skin plaster, and shouted at the Tatar cavalry general.

It's so fucking aggrieved.

They used to walk others, but this was the first time they had tasted being walked.

It's great if the horse is good.

Ma Hao can bully people.

If you have the ability, let's go down to 1-on-1 heads-up, what kind of ability is riding a horse and flying a kite.

As the two sides caught up and fought, the already scattered fighting teams scattered more and more.

By the afternoon, there were less than 5,000 people left around the Tatar cavalry generals, and other sparse steppes were everywhere.

"It's almost time to take someone's head!"

After a round of cavalry shooting, the cavalry led by Zhu Zhangui did not directly bypass and leave as in the previous rounds, but drew their swords and launched a charge under the frightened eyes of the Tatar generals.

"Kill!"

The two cavalry slammed into each other.

One side is moving slowly, and the other side is fierce impact.

Zhu Zhangui turned into the sharp knife of the whole army and stabbed into the Tatar cavalry array.

The collision of war horses, the collision of weapons, the breaking of bones, and the wail of death constantly resounded in this grassland.

A round of rampage, the Tatar cavalry directly reduced 1/3 of the number.

Zhu Zhangui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the panicked Tatar cavalry, raised his sword and launched a charge again.

At sunset, vultures wail.

On the grassland illuminated by the setting sun, a broken flag flutters slowly in the evening breeze.

On the vast grassland land, corpses were scattered all over the earth, and the horses that had lost their owners lay next to their masters' corpses, wailing in a low voice, trying to wake up their companions who had been with them for many years.

But its companion could no longer open its eyes, and fell into a deep sleep forever, sleeping on this untold grassland.

"Your Highness, the troops on the main battlefield have been withdrawn, and the Tatar cavalry has not broken through our defensive line, and the losses are not small!"

"Your Majesty asked me to give you an order, don't go back to the camp for the time being, he guesses that Arutai may have to run in the next two days, let you see if you can block it outside!"

On a high slope, Zhu Zhangui held his helmet and sat cross-legged on the ground, recovering his strength while looking at the battlefield at dusk.

Hu Yu, who went back to his life by his side, conveyed to him the old man's explanation.

A medical officer on the side carefully bandaged Zhu Zhangui's wound.

After an afternoon of fighting, Zhu Zhangui paid more than 1,000 casualties and wiped out most of the more than 10,000 Tatar cavalry pursuing him.

It was a glorious victory, and if it had been a separate war, it would have even gone down in history.

It's a pity that this is a general battle of millions of people, a small war on the edge, and it is estimated that it is also mentioned in the history books.

If this victory hadn't been brought by Zhu Zhangui, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be eligible to record.

"I know, let the injured brother go back first, and bring the horse back, these guys have been running for a day, and they are tired enough, let them go back and rest well!"

"Well, send the horse back, what are we going to ride?"

Hu Yu didn't say anything, and rushed over to report the harvest of Qian Qianhu, but when he heard that Zhu Zhangui was going to send the horse back, he was a little anxious.

Zhu Zhangui glanced at the tall man with a smile, "Don't worry, your horse is indispensable." ”

The reason why Hu Yu was asked to go back to report was because in the battle just now, Zhu Zhangui's shoulder where he hung the walkie-talkie was cut, and the walkie-talkie was broken in half, and he was also injured.

I couldn't contact the old man remotely, so I could only let Hu Yu run back to report.

After Hu Yu went down to make arrangements, Zhu Zhangui moved his bandaged shoulder and thanked the medical officer.

When there was only Qian Qianhu left around, Zhu Zhangui looked at him and asked in a low voice.

"Tired? Is there still a World War I ability? ”

Sitting on the ground, Qian Qianhu Meng, who was also looking at the sunset, turned back.

Zhu Zhangui looked at him and smiled.

Qian Qianhu looked in the direction of the Tatar camp, grinned, scratched his head and said quietly.

"I joined the army just to get promoted and make a fortune, and I'm a fart!"