The Mobei generals and leaders under Batur Ert have all dealt with the Ming border army for decades, and each of them is not a famous general in the world, but at least a general on the passing line.

Proficient in military affairs.

Especially wary of the Ming Dynasty's Shenji Battalion - although the Shenji Battalion was completely lost in the fourteenth year of orthodoxy, but now in the seventeenth year of Jingtai, a full seventeen years, Daming has the ability to rebuild a Shenji Battalion as a Zhenguo artifact.

For example, the current prince's young army.

It's just that the news of scouts and fine work conclusively shows that the prince's Donggong young army did not carry artillery when they came to Hami, but they were just an ordinary firearm army.

There is not even artillery, and he can't go down to defeat the cavalry formation of his own attack, but Zhu Jianji dares to put this fan formation?

These generals are a little confused.

Da Ming is a little crazy.

And it's not self-sufficient!

I didn't take my steppe iron rider seriously at all.

After being stunned, except for Kurdai, the leader of the Turghut tribe, the rest of the leaders and generals were overjoyed, and they couldn't wait to look up to the sky and howl, this was a heavy gift from Changshengtian!

With such a fan-shaped formation, the iron cavalry of the Acrylic Department can easily chisel through, and then cooperate with the iron cavalry of the Quasi-Geer Department to outflank it.

Can wipe out the young army of the East Palace!

The commander of the young army of the East Palace made Wang Yue, and the mediocre ones were also.

Come to think of it.

Even the people on the grassland who know the Ming Dynasty best don't know where Wang Yue, the commander of the Young Army of the East Palace, came out of nowhere, only that Wang Yue was a scholar before.

A scholar is in charge, do you really think that you are Xin Qijian of the Great Song Dynasty?

Thus.

Zhu Jianji, the prince of the Ming Dynasty...... What a conceit!

When they saw the young army of Donggong put out a fan-shaped formation, everyone knew that today would be a hearty victory.

It's still the kind without suspense!

But Kurdai thinks that when things go wrong, there must be demons.

Zhu Jianji, the prince of the Ming Dynasty, can quell the rebellion and Jianwen with zero battle damage, and the battle to conquer the north will be such a mediocre hand?

Kurdai became more and more determined to only look at the excitement.

It's secretly funny.

Li Changshun didn't come, and Batur Ott was a brave reckless man.

Batur Ott didn't want to be so far-reaching, he only believed what he saw with his eyes, he knew with his rich experience that this fan array was vulnerable, and he saw a lot of gold and silver wealth and southern beauties.

Wielding his scimitar, he led the 35,000 iron horsemen of the Dzunger tribe to follow the iron cavalry of the Yekeli tribe, and rushed over with a roar.

Firebolt?

Fifty steps only.

Even if it is a three-stage shot, the lethality caused by this fan array will not be too great.

And if you can capture Zhu Jianji, no matter how big the battle damage is, you can accept it!

Kill!

Kill the Ming Young Army with an ass urine flow.

Kill the young army of the Ming Dynasty and lose their armor.

The drums of war beat.

Ten thousand horses galloping.

Iron hooves like thunder.

Smoke and dust filled the sky.

Heaven and earth change color, and the sun and moon hide their faces.

Tens of thousands of iron horsemen rushed towards the fan-shaped formation of the young army like a torrent.

Wang Yue sat on the horse expressionlessly.

A thousand households beside him slowly measured the distance between the enemy's iron cavalry and his own.

"Three hundred steps!"

"Two hundred and eighty steps!"

"Two hundred and fifty steps!"

"Two hundred and thirty steps!"

"Two hundred steps!"

Wang Yue immediately decided, "Order, attack!" ”

Although the range of the Dongfeng rifle is 350 paces, the enemy's cavalry attacking at 350 paces in a rapid charge can indeed cause casualties, and it can also make the enemy unable to enter within 50 paces.

But then the enemy army had enough distance to retreat.

It will not achieve the goal of annihilating most of the main forces.

Therefore, when the enemy army rushed to a distance of two hundred paces, the local cavalry was already within a hundred paces when the order was conveyed and the enemy attacked.

At this distance, if the enemy army wants to retreat, it will at least lose tens of thousands of battle losses.

And there's another factor.

Intensive shooting!

To inflict maximum damage, you need to shoot intensively, and the closer you are, the better the effect of dense shooting.

In the words of His Royal Highness the Prince, if you are poor, you will be interspersed with precision strikes, and if you are rich, you will be covered by firepower, and the ammunition of the young army is unlimited and can be wanton, and Wang Yue has confidence in the firearms of the young army, and dares to put the enemy close to fight.

Gaslan took the lead.

led his command of 10,000 Erlang, with the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and the sea, the momentum was like a bamboo, and the bamboo arrows rushed to the center of the fan-shaped array.

At the time of the 500 paces, there was no artillery.

When attacking at three hundred paces, there was no artillery.

At two hundred paces, there was still no artillery!

Gathlan became more and more ecstatic, the cavalry had already risen, and the opposing cavalry stood still, or even worse, when they had rushed two hundred paces, the enemy dismounted.

Completely abandoned the idea of a cavalry collision!

Incredible.

What's even more incredible is that after the enemy sergeant dismounted, he actually ran forward more than ten steps.

Gathlan was at a loss.

The young army of the East Palace of the Ming Dynasty plans to collide with the grassland iron cavalry with human flesh and blood?

This is death!

And then......

In the huge extended fan array, every ten steps or so, there was a person prostrate on the ground, and a person kneeling next to him was holding something.

What kind of fame?

And the remaining young sergeants and soldiers put out a three-stage shooting array of the Great Ming God Machine Battalion.

It is also slightly different from the traditional standard three-segment array.

It's upper, middle, lower.

A row of prostrate on the ground.

A row of half-kneeling.

One row upright.

They all picked up the firecrackers in their hands.

It's weird!

Although he was puzzled, he had already rushed to a distance of a hundred steps at this moment, without any hesitation and room to retreat, and in the current situation, there was only one way.

Rush.

Rush past fifty paces and win a big victory.

If he was suppressed by the fire of the young army of the East Palace, he could not rush for fifty steps, and his own army would be annihilated.

Because of the fan-shaped formation of the enemy, coupled with such a close distance, it is destined that their own war horses will not be able to turn around in the state of charging, even if it is the 35,000 iron cavalry of the Zhun Geer Department following behind, if they want to turn around or stop the offensive posture abruptly, they will have to pay a heavy price.

Comparing the two, ignoring the enemy's firearms and directly colliding with the formation is the most correct choice.

Iron hooves like thunder.

The shouts of killing shook the sky.

The hustle and bustle of the battlefield made it impossible for Jia Silan to hear the distant clanging sound behind the young army of the East Palace.

All he heard was a burst of thunder!

In an instant, a change occurred.

In the formation of their own galloping wildly, and even in the cavalry formation of the Junggar division in the rear, patches of dirt exploded like fireworks, horses neighed and fell to the ground, and groups of soldiers rolled to the ground and died.

Cannonballs are falling from the sky!

It's still a flowering bomb that Daming rarely uses!

But the power is even more terrifying.

The sky was clear, and there was a low whistling of cannonballs.

Gathlan had never seen a voice like this.

It's weird.

The young sergeant began to shoot.

Gasilan sneered, the artillery is not terrible, it takes a lot of time to reload the shell, but I am a little curious, how did the young army of the East Palace conceal the artillery to Hami.

As for the firebolt...... Less than fifty paces, dare to shoot?

Can there be killing?

It's simply impossible!

And then ......

Gathlan saw a flaming red firework.

Like hell the Grim Reaper opened his mouth.

In the fan-shaped formation of the young army, every ten steps in front of the soldiers who were prostrate on the ground, bursting out of clusters of flames, roaring madly, even in the daytime, Gasilan could even be seen with the naked eye, a string of dense fiery red lines, tearing through the sky, pouring into their own formation.

People turn on their backs.

The galloping iron riders fell one by one, and countless sons and daughters died instantly before they even had time to let out a miserable howl.

Pieces of blood explode!