Chapter 989 Thunder and Thunder

Once the horse is driven, it will subconsciously run faster and faster. The leaders of the Tartars in the team are shouting loudly, restraining the team.

The power of the cavalry lies in the charge of the group. If it becomes scattered, it will be of no use in the face of a solid infantry formation. The formation of the Ming army in front of us is obviously the kind that is the least likely to be chaotic.

The ancient cavalry and Jurchen cavalry were becoming more and more cautious and did not dare to be careless. There were also military generals who shouted loudly there, allowing a cavalry to rush towards the Ming army's artillery.

The dozens of artillery slowly advancing there are really heart-wrenching. Whether they see it or not, the Tartars also knew that artillery was the most powerful weapon of the Ming army.

At more than two hundred steps away, the Gu General of the Tartar Cavalry Group began to order a charge. In fact, in the army, the soldiers were yelling, horses were neighing, and the hooves were thundering. The orders of the generals were simply impossible to be heard by anyone. They just led the guards to rush forward.

They moved forward, and the entire team began to accelerate. The cavalry in the front rows took out bows and arrows. They didn't think about the correct head when riding and shooting, but the formation of the infantry in front of them was thick enough that as long as they could shoot the arrows in, they could cause damage.

Within two hundred steps, both sides were ready to fight. The ancient generals of the army could determine this distance, and the generals of the Huwei Army were the same.

When the enemy cavalry entered the range of 200 steps, the order was "shooting preparation distance". The drums were loudly sounded, and the generals and the non-commissioned officers ordered and shouted loudly.

The musketeers in the front line used a strip of twigs to compact the ammunition for the last time, checked the gunpowder in the induction pool, the fuse rope on the bird's beak, and blew a few mouthfuls to keep the fuse head burning, then put the musket on the wooden fork and aimed at the front.

The ground tremors from the soles of their feet became stronger and stronger. The faces of the cavalry in front of them were twisted, the bows and arrows and weapons in their hands could be seen clearly. The veterans could still remain calm, while the new recruits were generally pale in their faces, and many people were trembling slightly. The non-commissioned officers in each row were constantly scolding to keep them calm.

No one dared to throw down his weapons, no one dared to fire in advance, whether it was the regiment training in Guihua City or the Tianjin Guards' escorts, some of them had been on the battlefield, some had not, some had seen bloody battles, and some had not, but they had something in common, that is, they were training for a long time.

Under the constraints of military discipline and punishment, each soldier formed a mechanical reflection of the order and had an absolute obedience.

They also know that if they fire early and if they throw away their weapons and run away, they will be arrested and enforce military laws, and their families will be punished. Now the relatively generous treatment of military families will be cancelled, and there will even be punishment, which everyone does not want to see.

The Jurchens and the ancient cavalry vanguards had already entered the range, and the archers on the horse gradually pulled the bows, and someone had already shot the arrows.

Within this distance, the arrows naturally could not be shot on the musketeers. After flying in mid-air, they were all inserted into the ground. They had already entered a twenty-step range, and the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

"Open fire!!!"

To this extent, the soldiers were unable to hear the orders of the non-commissioned officers of the Huwei Soldiers, but they all saw the movement of the non-commissioned officers swinging the axe and gun in their hands.

The "bang bang" sound began to sound sporadically, and then quickly became denser, as if the blush at the beginning turned into a downpour.

There were dense explosions, firing one after another, and the cavalry rushing in front all fell down from the horse. Some people suddenly exploded with blood holes on their faces. The horses lost control and naturally did not want to burst into flames in front of them. They rushed to the place where the explosions continued. What's even more troublesome is that many horses were frightened and stood up while running, otherwise they would jump around and throw the cavalry on the horse's back.

Even if you are hit by a lead bullet and are not dead for a while, you will fall under the horse and be trampled by a scared horse, which will end up like a meat paste. Some people are caught by stirrups and dragged around on the battlefield. In the end, even if the horse is still alive, there is only one amputation of the body left.

After the fierce squadron of cavalry was shot by a musket, their momentum was immediately smashed to pieces. There was no need to say that the remaining people were also screaming in horror.

The horses had already rushed up, and the weight of the horse was quite large. It was impossible to turn around immediately if they wanted to stop the momentum. The front row was hit hard, and the people in the back row were still being pushed forward by the people behind.

The horses in front were already lying down to the ground. In order to ensure the effect of the impact, the horses in charge would maintain the dense formation as much as possible. The speed was not possible. The horses in the back row were tripped by the corpses of the front row, causing chaos to the people behind them, which caused even greater trouble.

The Tartar cavalry had entered the range of the range and was in depth enough that it was impossible for them to escape from the range of the musket in a hurry.

The Jurchens and the ancient cavalry of the Meng were unable to move forward, but the Huwei Army's muskets were still shooting, just like a sickle harvesting wheat fields, falling down one by one.

"Ten steps forward before firing!!"

The non-commissioned officers wearing Tiger Power Plate Armor strode forward and stood firm next time. The next time the musket soldiers would use him as the benchmark to fire and move forward again.

The six regiments, totaling 3,600 musketeers, were fired in rotation, and the cavalry rushed up were killed and injured, and the queues in front became increasingly sparse.

On the artillery position on the other side, the muskets fired, and the cannons were still being set up. The artillery and auxiliary Ding Zhuang unloaded the gun mounts and artillery vehicles, drove the livestock away, and loaded the ammunition nervously.

There were already cavalry rushing towards them. Wang Tong was now surrounded by more than twenty personal guards, and the rest were sent to the front of the artillery formation.

The volunteer cavalry did not ride horses to launch a counterattack against the enemy. They all dismounted and set off their bows and arrows there, while Wang Tong's personal guards quickly checked their muskets.

The Jurchens had large bows and heavy arrows, while the ancients had short arrows with horn bows and short arrows. One was strong lethality and the other was strong penetration, but the range was not as good as the Ming army's standard long bows, so naturally they were not as good as muskets.

The muskets beside them roared and the shrill screams of their companions. The people who rushed to the artillery array could hear clearly. They were frightened but dared not retreat. Now there was an opportunity ahead of them. After breaking through the artillery array of the Ming army, they could turn to attack the flanks of the Ming army. This was the only opportunity, otherwise the entire army would be defeated.

They also saw the sparse muskets and the bows and arrows being prepared in front. They had never heard that the bows and arrows could block the impact of the cavalry. Many people picked up wooden shields from the side of the saddle to cover them.

Within the range, the musket fired first, and the wooden shield could not block the lead bullets flying at high speed. Someone immediately fell and died, but there were not many casualties, so the large army continued to move forward.

There were dozens of steps, and the sound of whizzing sounds were heard. The Ming army's bows and arrows were shot out. The arrows hit the horses and some hit the human body, but most of them were blocked by wooden shields. Some people even had no fatal damage even when they were shot, and they could continue to roar and charge.

The musket can shoot one round, and the bow and arrow can shoot two rounds, but this cannot stop the charge and can reach the front. Those cannons have just been settled and it is impossible to load and fire.

Another round of muskets fired sparsely, and the bows and arrows were also shot. The cavalry on the horse could shoot arrows and fight back. Some people in the Ming army also fell and could rush out immediately.

But at this moment, the Ming army, who was blocking the cannon array, ran desperately towards the back, revealing a cannon, which was only fifty steps away. What can the cannon do? A cannon can kill a few people, but it won't decide what it means.

"fire!!!"

The roar of Jurchens and the ancient cavalrymen could hear clearly. They also shouted in the same voice, killing them and killing all the Ming troops.

"Boom~~Boom~~~"

There were sounds of muffled thunder, and thick smoke spurted out from the gun mouth, not the kind of cannons that were bombed out of the Ming army city, and the howling of shells flying.

The thoughts of the cavalry ended here. The shotguns shot out from the scattered three-pound cannons turned the cavalry in front into a sieve and cleared the range of dozens of steps at once. Most of the Jurchens and the ancient cavalrymen of the Gate were beaten to death without even screaming. Now the space is large enough. The people in the back row were desperately strangled their mounts and roared to turn around. Some people rushed forward in a daze. The spirits of these people were completely collapsed.

The volunteer cavalrymen boarded their horses and began to charge while waving their swords and guns. They only thought about how the escaped Tartar cavalry would have the courage and fighting spirit. They sold the unstoppable behind them to the other party, and the result of the escape was massacre.

But the volunteer cavalry did not chase far. After chasing for dozens of steps, they heard the sharp copper whistle behind them. If they did not come back, the artillery behind them would have to fire indiscriminately.

"The three-jin cannon loads solid bullets, raises the firing angle, prepares the maximum range, fast, fast!!"

"You can eat a pound of food, don't talk to a woman, you can retreat with the six jin cannon, aim at the enemy's own formation, and raise the elevation angle of the nine jin cannon"

Muen was holding a five-foot-long bamboo stick in his hand and Zhang Wu was holding a whip in his hand. The two of them yelled in the queue, urging the soldiers to move faster and faster.

The artillerymen stuffed the medicine bag into the barrel chamber, tamped it with a boring stick slightly smaller than the caliber, and then put an iron ball or a shot put shell. The three-pound cannon that had just opened fire was to clean the barrel with a wet brush, then clean it twice with a dry brush to load ammunition.

"Prepare is finished!!!" "Prepare is finished!"

"Babys, remember to block your ears!"

"fire!!"

Mu En roared wildly, the entire cannon array began to vibrate, and the shells flew out roaring
Chapter completed!