Firing at a distance of six hundred meters, the only people who inflicted damage on the Mongol cavalry were the cavalry detachment, which at this time were under their horses.

These men worked in groups of five to drive a stake, tether the horses to the stakes, and then tie the horses to the saddle of the main horse, while they themselves were more than five meters away from the horses, mainly to avoid startling the horses with the sound and smoke produced by the shooting.

This is a bloody lesson, which happens both in skies and in training.

Unlike the cavalry battalion, the Shun army, and the Zhongxiao battalion to receive locally captured war horses on a large scale, all the war horses used by the relatives were transported from Juehua Island, and artillery is a standard, because only the war horses that have been trained and lived together for a long time can adapt to the battlefield with the same guns, although there is no shortage of firearms in the Qing army, but obviously, the adaptability of the war horses to firearms is far inferior to the horses brought.

The entourage used skirmishers, so there was no need for a salvo, as long as you were sure, you could shoot, so at a distance of six hundred meters, someone was already firing.

Some time ago, the contact made the entourage already know the tactics of the Qing cavalry, they would turn into a fast step at a distance of a thousand meters, and began to change from a column to a horizontal formation, roughly completed at a distance of six or seven hundred meters, and this also entered the range of rifled guns.

After that, it is about 20 kilometers per hour of running impact, until the distance of about 100 meters, launching a rapid impact.

Theoretically, considering the time of reloading and aiming, the retinue could also complete at least four or even five shots during this time, but Tang Mu stipulated that as long as the enemy's cavalry came into contact with two hundred meters, they would immediately mount their horses and retreat.

So even at the longest distance, you can shoot three times.

And even at a distance of 600 meters, the rifled gun can still penetrate the three-mile-thick cedar plank, and for the Mongolian cavalry equipped with only leather armor or a small amount of chain mail, it still has a fatal hit rate, and at this distance, the hit rate of a horizontal target, that is, a target ten meters wide and one point eight meters high, can reach about half.

Of course, the target shooting results were not the same thing as the actual battle, and the Mongol cavalry's shock horizontal formation was not so dense, and in this respect, the Mongol cavalry was far inferior to the Manchurian cavalry, and even inferior to the cavalry of the Shun army.

The Mongolian cavalry kept approaching, and the rifled guns in the hands of sixty people opened fire one after another, and on the impact road of 400 meters from 600 meters to 200 meters, all of them fired three bullets, and some of them fired four or even five at a fast speed, but the 80 percent firing rate of the flintlock pistol affected the performance of the entourage, but when the group of guys finished shooting, put away the muskets, picked up the gun carriage, turned over and retreated, there were still at least ten Mongolian cavalrymen who fell off their horses, and the horses that were hit were three times that.

The Horqin people still whistled and charged with all kinds of shouts, but the entourage immediately retreated as fast as they could, only need to retreat 200 meters away, they can reduce their speed, and they can stop after retreating 500 meters to see if the order is to dismount and continue shooting.

Because the Horqin people consumed too much horsepower in the impact, and there was no essential difference between the war horses of the two sides, it was impossible to catch up with the personal entourage who retreated with all their might.

And they didn't dare to pursue excessively, when they were attacking, Luckedhun led the Eight Banners cavalry to follow behind, but if the distance between the two sides was too large, the cavalry of the Shun Army and the cavalry battalion of the Eastern Brigade who were covering their followers would unceremoniously rush up and take advantage of the time difference to give the Horqin people a fatal blow.

In the end, the Horqin people did not follow their close relatives to within 100 meters, and their proud riding and archery skills could not be used, which was a skill within 30 meters. In the end, the Korqin people chose to stop, and restrained the horses that were panting because of the wild gallop, and they had to reserve some of their horsepower and quickly retreat, which was the conclusion reached by the previous contacts.

Sure enough, when the Horqin people stopped, a whistle sounded in the retinue team, and the retinue also stopped, they handed their reins to their captain, and then quickly loaded the bullets, and fired again at the retreating Horqin people, and when the Horqin people escaped from the firing range, they left behind a dozen corpses and dozens of war horses that were hit and wailed.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Luckedhun was desperate, he agreed with the Horqin generals that this was the last attempt, and it was only three times, and the Horqin people would not do it for the fourth time, they really couldn't bear the casualties, the key was that they could only bear the casualties.

Pursued all the way, in addition to the bolted horse stakes, a few pushers and gun carriages that had not had time to be taken away.

The sunset gradually set, in the last light, Tang Mu ordered his entourage to cover the cavalry battalion to attack the Horqin people, which was actually more like a kind of drive, as the cavalry battalion arrived in a dense horizontal line, the Horqin people immediately retreated, and the soldiers of the cavalry battalion dismounted, killed the wounded and undead Horqin people and those unlucky horses, and then put away the chain mail and bows and arrows of the Horqin people, although they didn't need these things, but they could exchange them for rewards to the Shun army.

And the head was also cut off, although the head could not be exchanged for a bounty in the Shun army, but you could ask Wu Sangui for credit, a head of fifty taels, this is the standard of the Ming Dynasty.

Along the way south, the Eastern Brigade had captured eleven sets of chain mail and forty-two bows, and more than 40 heads had been beheaded, which was a great harvest, and the kite tactics of the entourage became more and more skillful, and the results of the battle were also getting bigger and bigger.

"This vast Liaohe Loop is the territory of our Han people, sheltering the Han people. Who would have thought that the flat wilderness would be our advantage. Tang Mu looked at the ground illuminated by the setting sun, looked at the sparkling waves reflected by the armor on the cavalry, and said with a smile.

Li Laiheng listened to this emotion, and shook his head helplessly, the original flat land in the wilderness was the paradise of the Mongolian cavalry, and they relied on the ability of cavalry and archery to wantonly bully the infantry and the cavalry who could not ride and shoot, so that in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the elite soldiers of the nine sides began to transform into Mongolian cavalry.

But now, the same kite tactics belonged to the Han Chinese, and the Mongols could only fly a kite at twenty or thirty paces, but the Oriental Trading Company could fly a kite at 400 paces with rifled guns.

At night, the bonfire was lit, illuminating the resolute face of Luckedhun, he carried it with a wooden stick, the bonfire, seemed to be thinking about the sound, no one dared to disturb him at this time, Balgan just stood aside with a cup of milk tea, waiting for the master to understand everything before using it.

But not everyone was like that, and one man's shout was heard far away in the night.

"Luckedhun, Luckedhun!" The voice woke up Luckdhun, whose face was bloodied and his arm bandaged, was the commander of the Korqin cavalry, Arslen, whose name means lion, and the man who whose name means lion does not have the courage of a lion, but the greed of a jackal and the cunning of a fox.

In order to make him help, Luckedhun gave him all the goods that the Queen Mother had bouncing, and promised to give him two for every horse that was broken.

"This is the last time, but I killed twenty-seven warriors in battle, how do you let me explain to the master of the county king!" Arslen roared.

Lucked squinted at him, a hint of murder flashed in his eyes, although he was abolished as a clan, he was still surnamed Aixin Jueluo, and Arslen was just a lowly-grade Taiji, not even counting the golden bloodline, but he was yelling at himself here, which could not happen before he lost power.

"Why, Luckedhun, are you going to kill me, come on!" Arslen drew his scimitar and handed it to Luckedhun.

Luckedhun took the scimitar, looked at the edge of the knife, and returned it, he said lightly: "Arslen, what are you kidding, how could I hurt my friend." I'm waiting for you, you sit down, drink some milk tea, I have something to ask you for. ”

Arslen didn't take the milk tea, but clenched the scimitar, and he said viciously: "I said, Luck Dehun, today is the last time, I will never try with the lives of my brothers again, those Han people have a special firearm that can blow the head of my war horse four hundred steps away."

I was lucky, if it weren't for my warhorse blocking that lead bullet with its head, I would be a corpse by now. ”

Luckedhun patted him on the shoulder and said, "Of course, that was the last time, and we had already agreed on it." ”

He sat down first, and Arslen, who had been assured, also sat down, and Lucked drew two lines on the ground, and said: "These are two rivers, fifteen miles away, called the Victory River, and farther away the Silt River, the Victory River is not very wide, but it is very muddy, and the cavalry must dismount and walk over it if they want to pass it."

The two rivers are flat, but the closer you get to them, the more difficult it becomes.

I am going to take three hundred armored horsemen to the south tonight and spare them behind the enemy, and the brigade will be entrusted to you, and your task is only to continue to keep in contact with the enemy after dawn tomorrow, and find a way to drive them to the south bank of the Victory River, and I will find an opportunity to storm the enemy's position, and can you do the work of driving the enemy? ”

"Does everyone follow my orders?" Arslen asked.

"Of course, after I leave, you will be the leader." Luckedhun said.

Alslen nodded slightly, there were more than 400 Manchurian soldiers in the team, and Lekdehun took away 300 elites, and the rest could only listen to himself, and even if he needed to fight tomorrow, he could let the remaining more than 100 Manchurian soldiers go into battle, and he could be unharmed.

"Yes, I'll drive people there tomorrow, and if your armored cavalry rushes into the enemy array and fights them hand-to-hand, I'll immediately take the warriors of Korqin to follow. Luckedhun, the people of Korqin are not afraid of death, I just don't want to be a meaningless sacrifice. Alslen said.

Luck Dehun nodded slightly, obviously, Arslen is not really brave, but since the contact with the Ming army, the Korqin people have suffered a lot, he wants to give his master an explanation, it is not possible to have no credit in his hands, and tomorrow is an opportunity.

"But the enemy knows how many troops we have, how do you avoid letting them know that we have divided our forces?" Luckedhun asked.

Arslen's eyes flashed with some light, and he said: "They have good scouts, and they are very proficient in infiltration and reconnaissance, but they are far inferior to us in cavalry and archery, and my scattered cavalry has never really broken through by them." ”

"If you stand on a high place, you can see our numbers, and tomorrow to the south, there will be a lot of high ground." Luckedhun said.

"I've already thought about it," said Arslen, "and I'll have people cut down some branches and cut some thatch, and make some dummies out of these things, and tie them to spare horses." In the early battle, your Manchurian soldiers are all lined up in the back to watch the play, and tomorrow let the dummies watch the play, they will definitely not be able to see it. ”

"It's a good idea, and it's going to be like some." That's what Luckedhun thinks the same way, and obviously, Arslen is indeed a smart guy.

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