According to the normal firearms combat process, the long-range artillery will take the lead in firing before the two sides make contact, which will damage the enemy's morale and kill and injure the enemy's living forces.

But the old man did not make such a choice.

If the opponent is infantry, there is no doubt about choosing this method of warfare.

But the cavalry on the other side was all there, and the old man was worried that as soon as the cannon was fired here, the opposite side was startled, and then after some casualties, he turned around and ran away.

On this steppe without obstacles, if the enemy scattered and ran in a disorderly manner, the Ming army, which was mainly infantry, would not be able to catch up.

The purpose of the old man's visit this time was not to repel Mahamu, he wanted to completely annihilate the only living force in the grassland.

So he preferred to risk the pressure of the opposing cavalry charge in front of him, and also to hide the artillery.

Once the battle starts, you can't retreat if you want to, and the old man won't let them run.

Therefore, in order to completely exterminate the force of Mahamu, and for the peace of the next few decades after the Ming Dynasty, the old man has been prepared to make some sacrifices for the forwards.

With the order of Liu Sheng, the commander of the whole army, the soldiers of the 1st Platoon of Shenji Battalion, who had been on standby for a long time, pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang ......"

The guns rang out intensively, and the marbles flew out of the chambers under the impetus of gunpowder, and rushed towards the Varat cavalry rushing towards the opposite side.

The sudden sound of gunfire startled the cavalry on the opposite side, but before they could react, a dense rain of bullets rushed towards them.

Some of the empty horses that were driven in front and ready to charge into battle burst out with blood flowers on their bodies, and they fell to the ground with a wail.

Some of the people behind who couldn't dodge tripped over the horses that fell to the ground in front of them, and fell headlong to the ground.

"Platoon 2, fire!"

As the soldiers in the first platoon finished firing, they immediately ran sideways from the side of their comrades behind them to the end, and began to quickly reload their ammunition.

And the soldier in the 2nd platoon, without hesitation, stepped forward, raised his rifle and pulled the trigger at the order of the officer.

"Bang ......"

As soon as the commotion had stabilized on the side of Warat, the team had run less than 10 paces when the second row of bullets rained down.

As the 1st Platoon of empty horses was knocked down, the Warat soldiers faced the Shenji Battalion.

The Shenji Battalion has not only been redressed, but also expanded in terms of personnel.

Not counting other arms, there are nearly 10,000 musketeers alone.

Liu Sheng listed the nearly 10,000 musketeers in four platoons, and except for the last platoon as an alternate, the other three platoons joined the battle.

There were more than 2,000 people in each platoon, and a salvo was fired, excluding the misses, or those that were not activated because of the flint problems, at least seven or eight hundred ammunition hit the opposite side.

The first platoon fired at the empty horse and did not make a difference, while the second platoon shot straight at the enemy.

In addition, the distance between the two sides is closer, and the power of the guns has increased a lot.

Only the second platoon fired in one round, and the opposite side was either killed or wounded, plus the chaotic reasons such as falling from horses, no less than 500 people lost their combat effectiveness.

As the 2nd platoon finished shooting, they, like their comrades in the 1st platoon, turned around and went back, leaving a vacant seat for the 3rd platoon.

The gunners of the 3rd platoon quickly stepped forward and aimed directly at the opposite side without the command of the officer.

"Fire!"

The enemy was getting closer, and the officer's voice was getting much sharper.

A new round of gunfire rang out again, closer and more lethal.

In this round of shooting, no less than a thousand people and horses fell on the opposite side.

And when the 3rd platoon finished firing, the 1st platoon of gunners who fired first also finished reloading.

They quickly stepped forward to take over from their comrades in the 3rd platoon, and under the command of the officer, they pulled the trigger almost against the face of the Warat.

And at the same time, the artillery in the rear finally ceased to be hidden.

With Liu Sheng's order, 55 artillery pieces roared and roared.

A ball of iron flew over the heads of the Ming army and smashed into the dense group of Warat cavalry.

The iron ball pushed by the gunpowder explosion has a powerful lethal power, and wherever it passes, it will either die or be injured, and the stump limbs and internal organs will be broken and scattered after the iron ball.

In order to increase the lethality of the cavalry charge, the formation is also very dense.

This relatively dense formation, although it brings a strong impact, also brings a good target to the iron balls flying over.

A single cannonball smashed into a cavalry group can easily harvest a few lives.

"Shotgun battalion, prepare!"

Although they suffered huge casualties, it was still the same sentence, the cavalry that charged up did not mean that they could stop if they stopped.

The Warat cavalry looked at the Ming army that was getting closer and closer on the opposite side, and resisted the rain of bullets and bullets poured on the opposite side, some drew their bows and arrows, and some raised their weapons with a roar, ready to attack.

However, just when their faces showed hideousness, they were ready to rush into the Ming army's formation and kill them.

The Shenji Battalion, which was shooting at them, suddenly took a few steps back.

At first, they thought they were frightened by their momentum.

However, before they could show excitement on their faces, a group of soldiers suddenly pushed some relatively short cannons and aimed them at them.

And next to these cannons, there are soldiers carrying barrels, and behind these soldiers there is a wrestler with a torch.

"What's that!"

A Warat cavalryman with a bow and arrow raised looked at the strange thing opposite, and his expression was confused for a moment.

"Fire!"

When the distance between the two sides was less than 10 paces, and the enemy cavalry was about to rush over, the officer in command roared.

The gun commander, who was standing next to the small cannon, did not hesitate to put the torch in his hand to the cannon.

"Boom... Boom..."

20 small guns loaded with shotguns are in unison, this kind of artillery specially designed for close-range killing, although the range is short, but the lethality is absolutely terrifying.

The shells specially developed for this type of artillery were filled with hundreds of steel balls in each round.

As the gunpowder ignites, hundreds of steel balls are splashed in a fan form within 30 steps in front of you in an instant.

One artillery piece, covering a transverse distance of more than a dozen steps, more than 20 artillery pieces scattered, directly in front of the Warat cavalry to form a rain of steel balls.

Everywhere the steel ball rain passed, the people and horses were shattered, and the powerful power even made the charging Warat cavalry formation come to a sudden pause.

In fact, not to mention the Warat cavalry on the opposite side, including the Ming army itself, did not expect that these 20 small cannons would bring such huge damage.

When the 20 guns were fired, the whole battlefield was silent for a moment.

"A swarm of bees, let's go!"

However, it was only a moment, and the roar and shouts resounded on the battlefield again.

"Good!"

The old man, who was observing the entire battlefield, saw the performance of the Shenji Battalion, slammed the handrail in front of him fiercely, and shouted hello.

After these rounds of blows, the momentum of the Varat cavalry charge has dropped to freezing.

Now it is still possible to launch an attack, completely because it is supported by that breath, or the rear has not given the order to retreat.

The old man, who knew that the time had come, shouted directly at the herald beside him: "Order the cavalry on the left and right flanks to attack, and disturb Lao Tzu, I will kill him all today." ”

"Woo woo woo ......"

With the old man's loud roar, the trumpeter blew his horn and gave the order to attack.

Zhu Gaoyu, who had been on standby for a long time, heard the horn from the Chinese army, looked at the herald flag waving vigorously, picked up the spear hanging on the saddle, and raised it to the sky.

"Kill!"

There was no pre-war mobilization, no passionate speeches, and just one killing word represented everything.

The cavalry behind Zhu Gaoyu, listening to the killing word shouted out of Zhu Gaoyu's mouth, for some reason, the blood veins in his body instantly boiled.

Experienced veteran cavalrymen understand that this is the charm of a battlefield veteran.

They don't need verbal encouragement, they don't need to promise military awards.

Their own murderous spirit and brilliant achievements alone can bring infinite self-confidence to soldiers.

Although Zhu Gaoyu did not lead this cavalry, his prestige spread among the Ming army.

With thousands of horsemen to block the enemy's tens of thousands of desperate counterattacks, with the body of a mortal, he killed thousands of enemies in a battle, and the corpses under his feet were piled up several feet high, and what is even more amazing is that he was still unharmed.

When hearing this rumor, many people did not believe it.

But as the saying goes, there is no wind and no waves.

If His Royal Highness the King of Yue didn't have strong strength, then there would be no such rumor flowing out.

While marching, they did not feel that there was anything special about this highness.

However, at the moment when the battle broke out, a shocking murderous aura suddenly appeared on this highness.

People who have never been on the battlefield think that murderous energy is just a legendary existence.

But those veterans who have really been on the battlefield and killed countless people will definitely tell you that the murderous spirit is real.

As the battle became more and more tense, the murderous aura coming from this highness became stronger and stronger, and even some people hallucinated in front of their eyes.

In their eyes, Zhu Gaoyu's body exuded a strong blood qi, and in that blood qi, one by one the dead souls were wailing in pain.

And just when everyone was shocked by the murderous aura, a killing word in Zhu Gaoyu's mouth instantly infected the whole army with the murderous aura on his body, making all the soldiers forget their fear in an instant, and only have infinite fighting intent in their hearts.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

As the cavalry marched slowly, the eyes of the cavalry became more and more determined, and the killing words shouted from their mouths were even more terrifying.

With every shout of kill, the momentum of the cavalry corps increased by one point.

When the last killer roared out, the morale of the entire legion reached its peak.

"Whose general is this, so brave?"

The powerful deterrence of the cavalry corps attracted even Mahamu, who commanded the battle.

When he saw the cavalry corps that was marching with a rainbow of morale, he was shocked by its earth-shattering momentum.

"It's the Zhu Ziqi!"

"Could it be that Zhu Di personally took action!"

A general next to him couldn't help but guess when he saw the battle flag fluttering high at the front of the cavalry corps.

"Impossible, although Zhu Di is brave, but not so, and the flag of the Chinese army has not moved, it is definitely not him."

Mahamu shook his head without hesitation.

But who it was, he didn't care anymore, because this cavalry regiment was fiercely rushing towards the Tariba Division.

"Damn, tell Tariba to get out of the way, he's no match for this cavalry."

Mahamu roared loudly in a hurry, he couldn't care about avoiding it now, whether it would affect the morale of the army's attack.

This cavalry is too powerful, let alone being attacked from the flank, it is a head-to-head duel, with the same strength, Mahamu has no confidence that he can defeat the other party, let alone the reckless man of Tariba.

But his order was a step too late.

Before the order from his side was delivered, the cavalry corps led by Zhu Gaoyu, who had set off from the left flank, fiercely crashed into the Tariba Division.

The entire cavalry corps, like a red-hot bayonet piercing into the cream, tore through its line in the blink of an eye.

Zhu Gaoyu, who was at the forefront of the bloody horse, became the sharpest tip of this bayonet, and no one could beat him wherever he passed.

The spear of more than 30 catties in his hand was transformed into a harvester of life, and everyone died everywhere he went.

"Hahaha, good!"

Mahamu jumped to his feet in a hurry, but the old man laughed happily.

Looking at the Zhuzi battle flag that was charging wildly in the enemy's formation, I couldn't wait to ride my horse and kill it myself.

It's just that this idea can only be thought about, now is the time to break the enemy's army, he doesn't want to miss it, let the enemy have a chance to breathe.

"Order the five military camps to rush forward and entangle the enemy!"

"Order the 3,000 battalions on the right flank to speed up the attack, tell Zhu Gaoxu, let go of a Lao Tzu and kill him!"

"Order the Shenji Battalion, increase the fire attack, and hit me hard!"

The old man was in high spirits, looking at the entire battlefield with his hands pinched at his waist, his eyes full of heroism.

Especially when he saw the unstoppable Zhuzi battle flag in the enemy group, he couldn't help but show off loudly to Zheng Heng, the Marquis of Wu'an, next to him.

"The courage of my son is unrivaled in the world!"

Zheng Heng, Marquis of Wu'an, who was assisting in the command on the side, heard this, glanced at the cavalry team led by King Yue, who had completely disrupted the enemy's front, and couldn't help but nod in agreement.

"Your Highness is brave and strategic, and you have the courage to be unstoppable, don't say that I am very clear, all the generals from ancient times to the present, who can be compared with His Highness, are not enough."

Praising his son in front of his father is more effective for the father than praising him.

Hearing the praise of Wu'an Hou Zheng Heng, the old man laughed even more proudly.

The old man laughed happily, but Mahamu on the opposite side was so anxious that he jumped to his feet.

As the two cavalry of the Ming Dynasty joined the battle, the battlefield situation instantly fell rapidly.

Originally, there was a stalemate between the two sides, but as the Ming cavalry joined the battlefield, the situation on their own side declined rapidly.

The cavalry corps led by Zhu Gaoyu turned into a cutting knife and cut the offensive array of Warat into pieces.

What's even more unfortunate is that under the obstruction of the Daming Shenji Battalion, the momentum of the Warat cavalry attack was completely suppressed, and the strength of the cavalry charge was all poured down, from the beginning of the charge battle, to the two sides to shoot in the face.

The cavalry relied on charging and long-range hanging fire, and once there was no power and distance to charge, the cavalry's combat power was not even as good as that of the infantry.

The rear is chaotic, the front can't get in, and the defeat is just around the corner.

"Taishi, withdraw, if this continues, our clan will be exhausted."

The subordinate general next to Mahamu, seeing that the situation was urgent, Mahamu had not yet given the order to retreat, so he was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, and finally couldn't help but ignore military discipline and shouted for Mahamu to retreat.

", I'm not going to lose, I'm not going to lose."

Mahamu was already red-eyed, kicked him over, shouted at the retreating generals, pulled out his sword and personally led the troops to rush down to relieve the danger in front of him.

"Father, don't go crazy, retreat now, it's a big deal to make a comeback in the future, but if all the people of the tribe die here, then we won't have a chance at all."

Mahamu's son Tuhuan grabbed Mahamu and shook Mahamu vigorously, trying to make him sober.

"Get out!"

But at this time, Ma Hamu, who had already lost his red eye, didn't care who it was, raised his foot again and kicked it down, and turned over and was about to get on the horse.

"Father."

With a roar of rage, he got up from the ground, drew his scimitar, and slashed at the neck of the horse that Mahamu was riding.

With the wail of the horse, he fell heavily to the ground with the horse on his body.

"Father, for the sake of the clan, retreat!"

Tuhuan hugged Mahamu and prayed loudly in his ear.

Mahamu looked at the cut down horses in a daze, listened to his son's loud voice in his ear, was silent for a long time, and patted his son's back heavily.

Then he stood up with the support of everyone, looked at the Warat cavalry below who were on the verge of collapse, was silent for a moment, and ordered: "Order all departments, disperse and retreat!" ”

In the end, he chose to retreat.

This fiasco completely woke up his proud heart, and also made him understand that the Ming Dynasty at this time was not the Song Dynasty that was weak before, and it was not something that could be bullied casually with a few scimitars and a few horses.

But he won't stop there, and today he made a note of the humiliation.

He swore to Changshengtian that he would definitely take revenge, if he couldn't finish it and still have a son, if he couldn't finish it and still have a grandson, he would definitely let Daming pay a heavy price for today.

"Woo woo woo ......"

A desolate clarion call for retreat resounded throughout the battlefield.

The Warat cavalry, which was already on the verge of collapse, heard the retreat order sounded, and directly abandoned the fighting enemy, pulled the horses and turned around and ran.

And at the same time, the old man, who heard the enemy's horn of retreat, sneered.

"Fight if you want, run if you want, what are you doing?"

After speaking, he ordered loudly: "Order the cavalry corps to pursue, and the main corps to stand by in place!" ”

Killing and killing with no enemy in front of him, Zhu Gaoyu was about to take the cavalry and turn around and kill again, when he suddenly saw the Wara cavalry suddenly scattering and fleeing.

"Order, chase with 100 households!"

When he heard the order to pursue from the Chinese army, Zhu Gaoyu did not hesitate to break it into pieces and let all parts scatter to pursue.

The cavalrymen, who were very happy to kill, were not enjoyable, but when they heard Zhu Gaoyu give the order to pursue, they let out an excited roar and followed their respective hundred households to pursue the scattered and fleeing enemies.

This is all a military feat, one more cut can make an extra profit, but no one will think that they have a lot of money.

Zhu Gaoyu did not return to the Chinese army, glanced at Zhu Zhanji's location, and saw that many Warat cavalry fled there, the corners of his mouth hooked up a mysterious smile, and with the personal guards around him, he chased in the direction of Mahamu's escape.

On the other side, Zhu Zhanji was ordered by the old man not to run around at the beginning of the battle.

He didn't dare to disobey, so he could only follow the chamberlain Li Qian and watch the entire battlefield from a distance.

The strength of the Shenji Battalion made his heart hot.

To tell the truth, if it were possible, he would have liked to take command of this army from his grandfather.

It's a pity that the Shenji Camp is the meat of the old man's heart, not to mention his grandson, it is estimated that even the most favored fourth uncle will not be able to come down.

Then Zhu Gaoyu led the cavalry to charge fiercely, and the courage of stirring up the enemy made his blood boil.

In the past, he just heard his father say that the fourth uncle's ability is unrivaled in the current Ming Dynasty.

He was still a little unconvinced, thinking that his father was lying to him.

But now I can see with my own eyes that he is completely convinced.

It turned out that the fourth uncle was really so fierce, and at the same time, he also had a little worry in his heart.

If the fourth uncle disobeys his father in the future and makes a fuss, who can stop him, the dragon crossing the river.

"Your Highness, the enemy is defeated!"

Seeing the complete collapse of the enemy, Li Qian, the chamberlain who accompanied Zhu Zhanji, couldn't help but wave his fist excitedly.

Later, when he heard the pursuit order from the Chinese army, he could no longer hold back his commotion, and said to Zhu Zhanji: "Your Highness wait here, I will go and chase the enemy and cut off a few heads to come back." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Zhu Zhanji to answer, he led a team of cavalry and killed the fleeing Warat cavalry.

Seeing that even Li Qian, the chamberlain, rushed up, Zhu Zhanji's heart was itching.

He looked at the position of the old man's Chinese army, hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth, and decided to go up to experience the battlefield as well.

In his mind, the enemy had completely collapsed at this time, and there was no ability to resist at all.

He didn't want to go back just pretending to be on the battlefield, and if he didn't cut off a few heads and go back, how embarrassed he was to call himself a general who had been on the battlefield.

Thinking of this, he raised his spear in his hand and shouted: "The enemy's morale has collapsed, and all the soldiers will kill the enemy with me." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the soldiers protecting him to react, he directly slapped his horse and rushed into the battlefield.

(End of chapter)