Chapter 280 Panchang War 4

Four thousand Tatar cavalry were ready to go. The horse scratched its nose uneasily, and the Tatari soldiers also wrote uneasiness and nervousness on their faces. They were 4,000 cavalry after being ordered to be broken. Their task was to cover the retreat of the main force. When the whole team of 4,000 cavalry trotted forward slowly, the rear Tatar cavalry had begun to turn north and evacuate to the Great Wall passed ten miles away.

This is a bald and fierce plan to cross the sea, which makes the 4,000 cavalry swoop to delay the time and let the main cavalry evacuate quickly.

The dense Tatar cavalry slowly spread like a pile of ink spilled on the grass, gradually divided into three teams. A group of 2,000 cavalry rushed to the Ming army from the middle, while the other two teams of 1,000 cavalry dragged back to the left and right wings and rushed to the Ming army in a zigzag shape.

The Ming cavalry is ready. One thousand of the 4,000 cavalry are the magic battalion cavalry equipped with firebirds. Of course, they are at the front and are ready to give a head-on blow to the Taranian cavalry. After that, the 3,000 cavalry behind them will rush into a hand-to-hand fight. At that time, firearms will not be useful.

The speed of the Tasan cavalry is from slow to fast. The rumble hoof sound is like thunder in the sky, and the earth is also trembling. A thousand Shenji battalion cavalry stand in three rows. More than 300 people in the front row are aiming with fire, and the two rows in the back rows are responsible for loading and transmission. This is the three-stage fire fighting method commonly used in Shenji Camp, which can ensure an effective distance. Continuous shooting inside.

The fire gun in the Shenji Camp is also unusual. There are not only long and far birds, but also huge multi-tube fire gun, but the cavalry can't be equipped with this kind of fire gun. They are too bulky and have huge the rear seat force. They can only be operated by infantry to shoot, and have various shortcomings such as explosion, difficult to control and overheating. Therefore, there are only two in the whole magic machine camp. 100 is not the mainstream.

Although the fire gun and bird gun are more powerful than bows and arrows, the effective killing distance is about 60 steps, half shorter than the range of bows and arrows. This is a hard injury, but the large area of lead sand is very effective against the cavalry' charge, as long as it is almost impossible to empty it within the range; therefore, although the momentum of the Tatar cavalry charge is frightening, but The Ming soldiers were not too panicked. Under the continuous launch of a large area, it is impossible for the salams to rush to the front without paying hundreds of casualties.

However, a strange scene happened. The Tatsars attacked fiercely, but slowly slowed down halfway. After arriving a hundred steps away, they suddenly stopped. The two sides gathered for more than a hundred steps. With good eyesight, they could see each other's nose hairs, but they couldn't fight with big eyes.

"What's going on?" Zhang Lun said in astonishment.

The horn of the Tatron cavalry rang three times in a hurry. All the Tatron cavalry suddenly bent their bows and arrows and arrows. The rain spread all over the sky. This is the arrow branch shot by the strong bow. The Tatron cavalry took advantage of the range to take action first.

"What the hell." Zhang Lun was furious, but Fortunately, there was a round rattan shield in the standard equipment of the cavalry of the Shenji battalion. Pending Zhang Lun's order, the commander of the cavalry of the Shenji battalion had already shouted the soldiers to shield to block the arrows.

Bang, crackling, a chaos, the Ming army fell 70 or 80, few people were injured, and the horse was shot down.

"He's a cunning tara." Zhang Lun roared angrily.

Song Nan held a small shield above her head and looked at the sky in the distance, but saw yellow clouds steaming in mid-air. Obviously, the soldiers and horses in the Tatar camp were mobilizing.

Zhang Lun shouted, "Go."

The cavalry rushed out, and the opposite turren cavalry suddenly turned around and retreated. Zhang Lun shouted, "Go up and kill them."

A deputy general suddenly shouted, "Admiral, the two wings found the sarat cavalry."

Zhang Lun was shocked and looked left and right. He saw a cavalryman in each of the Tasar battalion coming out along the left and right valleys. I don't know how many people and horses were under pressure. The Tatari seemed to want to retreat head-on and lure themselves into the encirclement.

"Withdraw, withdraw." Zhang Lun roared.

Song Nan suddenly shouted, "You can't withdraw. The Tircon will escape."

What are you running away from? Both sides are enveloped." Zhang Lun said angrily, "Go away and make trouble."

Song Nan pointed to Huang Yun, who rose in the distance and said, "It's the Tatar army that wants to escape, and the front is acting for us. There are not many Tatar soldiers on the front. They can enter and retreat as soon as they say retreat. Can the cavalry of the brigade be so dexterous? There will be no more than 3,000 people on the front, and there are not many people on both sides. Obviously, it is to delay the time, which makes us think that there is an ambush and dare not attack.

Zhang Lun looked carefully, spat and said, "It's really treacherous."

Song Nan said, "Run up and annihilate these actors first, and then hold back the footsteps of the Tatar Brigade."

Zhang Lun shouted, "Exactly, rush!"

The Ming cavalry rolled forward, ran with thousands of hooves, and the ground shook the mountains. The Tasars in front of them could not retreat to the camp or turn around to fight, but at the sound of the horns, the Tasars on both sides had to gather in the middle to cover the two thousand Tarans who had been smashed in the middle.

Boom! The sound of the fire gun launch was loud. When they gathered dozens of steps away, the fire gun of the magic machine camp finally spewed out anger. In an instant, people turned up and turned over the ground with rolling horses and human bodies, but the fire gun only had the opportunity to launch a round. In the blink of an eye, the cavalry of the two sides collided with each other without fancy, just like two huge waves colliding head-on. The waves splashed like snow; dozens of bodies flew out of the air in the middle of the battle, hovering and throwing them into the crowd, and being cut into meat sauce in an instant.

Kill!

The hoarse shouts resounded through the sky, the long knives roared, the heads and limbs flew randomly, and the blood was mixed with flesh and blood splashed. The scene of hand-to-hand combat of thousands of people was unbearable to see. At every moment, dozens of people lost their lives, shouting, gasping, screaming, moaning... All kinds of boneless voices gathered together and intertwined into death. Symphony, one relieved soul after another flew in the air until it was swallowed up by death and disappeared into nothingness.

The situation of the battle is gradually clear. Under the initial equal power, the combat strength of the Beijing camp of the Ming army is not as good as that of the Tartar cavalry, but they are well equipped, and all the armored soldiers and blades are the best equipment in the Ming army. On the other hand, the Taran cavalry suffered a great loss in their equipment. Some of them only had ordinary rattan armor, and some even did not even have armor. Similarly, the Tatari were really stabbed, but the Ming soldiers had armor and were slightly injured. They could not be killed by several knives, and the Tatari soldiers themselves had lost their confidence.

With the fall of more and more Tatari soldiers, the number of the two sides was no longer proportional. The snowballs rolled bigger and bigger, and the Tatari soldiers finally realized that they were not their enemies. When several Tatari men fled, the panic spread quickly like a plague. Several thousands of chiefs of the Tatsars drank angrily and cut more than a dozen fleeing soldiers and finally despaired. He gave up this unnecessary intimidation and joined the collapsed soldiers.

The remaining 3,000 talian cavalry turned the horse's head like a homeless dog and fled to the Ta's camp.

Zhang Lun's face was full of blood, and he laughed and said, "Dog tarts can't beat you, chase!"

After entering the chase mode, the Ming army was even more proficient. The fire soldiers of the magic machine camp are the power in this area. They are skilled in launching lead sand bombs on horseback, and each launch will blur the flesh and blood of the people and horses in front of them. At this time, there is no need for three-stage attacks. After firing a shot, they quickly loaded and then shot again. In their eyes, these Tartans are not human beings at all, but a group of fleeing prey. All they have to do is to easily pursue and harvest.

From the five or six miles from the battlefield to the camp, it usually only takes a cup of tea to ride a horse and charge, but at this moment, it feels extremely long in the hearts of the Tatan soldiers, as if the road has no end and will never reach the end.

Three thousand defeated cavalry were chased and killed all the way, and countless corpses fell along the way. More than 2,000 lucky riders finally saw the dawn of hope, and thousands of cavalry in the camp finally came to meet them.

The Ming army wisely chose to stop, less than three miles away from the enemy camp. If it pursues further, it will not be a pursuit, but a head. The messenger blew the horn, and the cavalry turned the horse's head to drive away before the army that responded in the tar camp rushed out.

The cavalry in the battalion did not intend to chase out and fight. They only put 2,000 defeated soldiers who lost their helmets and unloaded their armor to the battalion and slowly retreated and were on alerted in front of the battalion.

The baldness can jump like thunder. Thousands of cavalry in the rear battalion have been pulled out, but they can't even stop it for half an hour ahead. If they continue to retreat, the Ming army may be trampled on the battalion. In desperation, they had no choice but to order the Chinese cavalry to fight immediately. In this way, the plan to retreat was ruined.

"I'm so angry that the eagle on my grassland was chased away by a rabbit. Are you ashamed?" The bald man shouted angrily at the commander of the cavalry and the four captains under his tent.

"I deserve to die, please make atonement." Commander Zhe Shang, don't be ashamed to death, but he is an outright man and said, "But the humble position doesn't understand. Obviously, they only have so many cavalry. Why did Khan attack them all and kill them all into meat sauce, but they have to retreat? Can't you kill them and retreat? It is said that they are afraid of Minggou's reinforcements. Where are the reinforcements? Why didn't I see any bird feathers?

"You still argue that you are looking for death." Wanhu General Manager shouted angrily, "The defeated general dragged out and cut it down."

The bald man waved his hand and said, "Slow, Zhe Shang, don't say it makes sense. We are just scared by some false reinforcements. If I had attacked the whole army just now, I would have wiped them all out; anyway, if they want to fight, we will accompany them. Since we can't leave, we will kill them all before leaving."

Two tribal leaders and a ten-family chief officer looked at each other and wanted to dissuade them. They were bald but shouted with a blue face: "If anyone says too much, Benhan will cut him down. I've had enough of it. Benhan has suffered great humiliation in the past ten days, and I don't want to endure it anymore. According to my order, the retreated troops quickly returned to prepare for the Malt-Lenin array, and Ben Khan wanted to fight to the death with the Ming army.