Wu Ping firmly remembered the words of the Marine Battalion Commander Chen Xiaoyang who had been with him for several days when he was testing the gun. So, at the beginning, when the two sides were about two hundred steps away, Wu Ping pulled his horse and the rebel cavalry began to turn around here, as if he was afraid of the Mongolian cavalry who were rushing towards him, aggressive and determined to take revenge.

Their turn side indeed aroused the morale of the Mongolian cavalry. They shouted and cursed, waved the scimitar in their hands and rushed towards them fiercely. Just as the distance between the two sides was about a hundred steps, the gunshots as dense as lights suddenly rang out. The rebel cavalry rushed towards the wind and snow, and the Mongolian cavalry located in the front fell down and fell to the ground.

"It's that kind of ghost thing again, damn it!" Rigude, the genital leader, couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. He held the horse's head and roared angrily, slashing at Feng Xuexu in the air, as if he wanted to vent the anger and helplessness accumulated in his heart.

"Roar up, entangle them, don't give them a chance to reload." The Mongolian cavalry shouted, urging the mounts under them to chase the seemingly embarrassing rebel cavalry.

Shi Xianggu was still pretty and proudly standing in the wind and snow, calmly paying attention to everything that happened on the battlefield. Just two miles away, outside the battlefield where life and death were fought under the cliff, because the sudden appearance of the rebel cavalry team had already begun to make the Mongolian cavalry hesitate. Should he just go to die at any cost, or turn around and chew the rebel cavalry team and swallow it, then quietly escape, disappearing from a distance and licking his wounds.

The cavalry team was very cunning. They always ran with those who had been struggling for several days and experienced several extreme horsepower shocks. The exhausted Mongolian cavalry circled around the open ground. The revolver in their hands allowed them to easily control the reins and aim with the other hand, and use the shiny metal bullets to harvest the lives of the Mongolian cavalry who dared to approach.

The Mongolian cavalry were filled with a lot of helplessness and anger. If it weren't for the journey for several days, their mounts had reached their limits. If it weren't for the deputy commander Tenger's intention to be greedy for me and was too arrogant, and he had launched a hurry to attack before finding out the strength of his opponent, today, they would not have been so embarrassed. The enemy in front was like the reef that could not stand firm even by the storm.

At the back, the cavalry team was like a group of vampire bats that hated the extreme, buzzing around, treating the Mongolian cavalry as a piece of delicious cheese, and occasionally swept by, biting a bite and digging a trough, making people feel painful and bloody, but they can't catch up.

"It's almost done. The rebels have too few cavalry, and I don't want them to have too many casualties. Tell the soldiers that they don't have to hold back and fight back! Order the cannon battalion and shoot at extended fire!" Shi Xianggu put down the telescope hanging on his chest and gave the final order.

The Mongolian cavalry, who were originally like the waves that slapped the sea rocks, slapped the defensive positions of the soldiers in black, suddenly found that the pressure was lighter, and the bullets shot by the opponent seemed to have paused and became much sparse. They couldn't help but be overjoyed. They howled repeatedly, waved the scimitar, and urged the mounts under them, intending to break the enemy in one fell swoop. At this moment, a large number of grenades that almost made people suddenly emerged from the defensive positions of the men in black, floated into the air, and then fell down...

The loud and exciting charge finally sounded, through the whistling wind and snow, and resounded throughout the field. The violent counterattack charge suddenly started, and countless grenades were thrown at the Mongolian cavalry that were hit by their counterattacks. More people raised their swords, held the revolver tightly, rushed out of the trenches, and rushed towards the Mongolian cavalry who were already scared.

They are soldiers, the proudest and bravest soldiers in this world. As long as they have the strength to hold swords and guns, as long as they hear the loud charge, they will rush forward. Even if their opponents are cavalry, even if their opponents are armed to their teeth, they are confident that they can crush the enemy under their feet.

The Mongolian cavalry, who were blocked by the robes and the corpses of the war horses, were unable to move forward. Among the Mongolian cavalry, who had lost their speed, were also men who were not afraid of death. They either used bows and arrows, or jumped off the war horses, danced with scimitars, waiting for their opponents to approach.

But the other party lacked the courage to face them with their swords. He actually used the damn musket to shoot first, then added another knife, then pulled out the sword covered with plasma, and continued to advance towards the next target. Behind, grenades continued to throw at the Mongolian cavalry, and the artillery fire began to extend and shoot. The snow became heavier and the wind became stronger and stronger. It was a dazzling and cold white. However, on the battlefield where the two sides fought, the blood and the black mud were mixed together. Looking down from the sky, it was like a clean white napkin wrapped in a ball of tomato sauce and chocolate paste, which looked so ugly.

By this time, the Mongolians had already started to panic. The terrible lethality of the shells and grenades that hit the head and face, the muskets that made people die without a single body, the despicable Han people who seemed to never stop shooting, and more importantly, the sword techniques that were so exquisite that the Han people with black bodies were not inferior to their own, and their equally, even more fearless fighting spirit, had already scraped their pride in their bones with the sword.

Cavalry is currently the fastest-moving group in the world, whether it is attacking, retreating or escaping. Now, the Mongolian cavalry that has lost all fighting spirit is disintegrating, like a group of headless flies, fleeing around in panic.

"The artillery battalion stopped shooting immediately! At this time, there was no need to waste ammunition anymore." Seeing this scene, Shi Xianggu slowly breathed. Her body, which had not been moved for a long time, could finally relax. A thick and warm cloak was wrapped tightly by the hands of her bodyguard leader Xiaobai.

"Miss, it's such a pity. We have no way to wipe out this Mongolian cavalry." Xiaobai looked at the Mongols who were scattering around. At this time, even the Mongolian cavalry that was chasing the rebel cavalry just now joined the ranks of retreating, and fled towards the way they came or the river bank, and was never willing to look back.

"It's nothing to let them live. Anyway, letting them know how powerful we are, it is equivalent to applying an indelible cloud to the hearts of the proud Mongolians, making them understand that this world is no longer an era of riding and shooting to determine the world, an era of iron and fire, and our era." Shi Xianggu's eyes turned to the north, as if she could penetrate the barriers of thousands of mountains and rivers, and seeing the dragon flag of the Qing Dynasty shivering in the cold wind, this wind and snow will not only foreshadow the arrival of the severe winter, but also foreshadow that the end of the Qing court is not far away.

This old empire will eventually collapse in front of our eyes, and in the near future, Shi Xianggu thought of her husband's words, her mouth slightly bent, and a trace of tenderness appeared on her pretty face as cold as ice, like the tender buds that emerged from the gaps between ice and snow, particularly delicate and eye-catching.

"Miss is thinking about Master Liang again?" Xiaobai covered his lips and smiled. Shi Xianggu couldn't help but blush his pretty face. She glanced at the left and right. Fortunately, no one around paid attention to the strangeness here. "You girl, you have become a kiss, and you don't have a good face."

"Hmph, I'm like this anyway. I'm not learning from you, Miss. The scholars don't dare to care about me." Xiaobai raised his pretty face, his face full of lust. He had been married to Bai Shu for half a year, but his natural reckless temperament has never changed at all.

Shi Xianggu could only shake her head, wrap her cloak, and walk down the cliff. For her, the battle was over. What she was thinking about now was how to safely escort these people to Haifeng and then board the ship to set sail. I believe that at this time, Zhu Bin had mobilized enough ships to wait for the arrival of these people in Haifeng.

Shi Xianggu was not worried about Haifeng's safety, because as long as the surrounding intelligence personnel discovered a slight abnormality, they would give back the news. The warships of the First Fleet could enter Haifeng at any time. With the powerful navy as cover, Shi Xianggu did not think that the Qing army in Shandong had the ability to destroy this operation.

Three days later, the Qing army officers and soldiers who rushed over finally arrived at the Xuanhui River bank. Looking at the bodies of the Mongolian cavalry that had been frozen as stiff as iron, almost everyone in the Qing army with a total of 70,000 people were shrouded in their minds.

"Master, the corpse of Mongolian cavalry was found on this mudflat, and there were many... many broken limbs and broken arms that were no longer distinguishable. It is estimated that the number of casualties and injuries is less than 2,000." A general in charge entered the temporary central army tent and respectfully reported to the thin and handsome middle-aged commander. "The last general also specially asked someone to check the battlefield. There were indeed many deep pits, such as the effect of flowering bullets, but... the last general thought that only a flowering bullet with at least twenty pounds might be able to cause it."
Chapter completed!