"The Beilu want to face us head-on." Zhang Xianzhong rode his horse in front of the cavalry and ran in a row, shouting loudly: "As long as you fight bravely and fight as usual, victory will definitely belong to us."

"For the sake of Heji, I will repay Lord Zhang's kindness to the death!" Zhang Xianzhong raised his waist and slashed hard in the air.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The hunters responded first, and the five thousand-man teams of the roared together.

These days, the cavalry have been moving around the territory of the Korqin people. They have brought more than a dozen herders to gather and grazed, and have grabbed many herds. The supply pressure has been greatly reduced. Everyone has eaten a lot of mutton and is very angry.

A staff officer said to Zhang Xianzhong: "Do you want to wait for the enemy to rush and use artillery to smear them for a round?"

"Just those few cannons." Zhang Xianzhong said: "What role does a squadron's artillery play in such a war? That can be used for us along the way. Such wars are of little use!"

"Just follow me to kill me." Zhang Xianzhong roared angrily: "Nothing tricks, the Northern Barbarians will be defeated!"

The rumbling war horse galloped forward like thunder roaring by. More than 5,000 riders rushed over without much trickery!

There was still a lot of water on the ground and splashed by dense horse hooves, bringing up some dead grass and leaves, flying all over the sky, like a tornado.

The people of Korqin felt that they didn't know what had happened yet, and the Hutchison cavalry on the opposite side had rushed over.

Of course, we cannot retreat at this time. We are less than two miles apart and we are too late to escape. Many teams will be killed if they fail to react. The Korqin people will blow the horns. The Taiji people led the team ordered their subordinates to come forward to meet the enemy.

As recorded, the Korqin people's military level is really low and scary.

Just like they joined nine coalitions more than ten years ago to fight the weak Later Jin army, the cavalry was herders. They were personally good at riding and shooting, but when hundreds, thousands or even thousands of people gathered together, they were not as useful as individuals. The cavalry ran even more chaotic as the sound of the horns. Some moved forward, some were running sideways, and some were mostly at a loss.

A few days ago, they were putting horses and sheep on their ranch, and they were preparing to fight on this battlefield not long after, and many people were not clear about it.

Generals of all sizes shouted differently, trying to gather the team together.

The people of Korqin are not fussy, they just try to use more people to hit less people.

There were more than 30,000 people on one side, and more than 5,000 people on the other side. If there were more than 5,000 Hutchison cavalry, the people of Korqin might not dare to fight.

But opposite were the Soren people, a small number of Barhu people, Oroqen people and Ewenki people, all of them were defeated by the Korqin people and were driven far away to fishing by the river.

The Mongolians have a psychological superiority for such people. A hundred years ago, the Fuyuwei ruled this large area, from the Great Xing'an Mountains to Hulun Lake, to Changbai Mountain, from Heilongjiang to Nenjiang, there were these weak ethnic groups who surrendered to the Mongol cavalry everywhere.

Three hundred years ago, the entire Northeast and the outside Northeast, to Korea and the grassland, large areas of land were the territory of the Mongolian kings.

All tribes crawled under the Mongol whip, how brilliant it was.

The glory of the past may not necessarily bring about the strength of today, but at least it gave the Mongolians quite strong self-confidence.

After all, it was a powerful enemy and an enemy to defeat them. The Ming Dynasty was far stronger than Mongolia, which was also the consensus of all Mongolians in this era.

The Mongols still have strong confidence in the army composed of weak peoples fishing and hunting by the river.

The central army and the two wings were formed soon. In fact, this was the way they were arranged, but the Korqin people had no special expertise in this area, and they could only barely arrange more than 30,000 cavalrymen.

The central army was relatively thick because everyone was squeezing in the middle, and the people on both sides were a little sparse. These shepherds who had no combat experience subconsciously gathered in places with a lot of people, even some generals and Xiaotaiji did the same.

The experienced old man began to shout and drove the people away, asking them to unfold their queues, run on both sides of the invading enemy troops, harass their queues, and shoot them continuously with bows and arrows at the enemy.

The two cavalry finally collided in less than ten minutes later.

They are not particularly powerful elites, but the momentum of the Fanqin cavalry is obviously better.

Zhang Xianzhong ran at the front end in the middle, but soon many foreign cavalry surpassed him.

In terms of riding, these foreign riders are still much better than him. Even fishing and hunting peoples have to ride horses. It is almost impossible to ride horses without horses on such a vast land.

Everyone's riding and shooting skills are born.

Next, I heard a large piece of cotton-like sound.

Zhang Xianzhong subconsciously looked up and saw that a large number of black shadows flew over the sky. It was a rain of arrows formed by large pieces of arrows. Because too many people shot arrows, the arrows floated in the air and almost blocked the morning sunlight.

"ah……"

Many people screamed, and many foreign cavalrymen's war horses were shot, and the horses fell off their feet and threw their masters to the ground. These people who landed on the ground had almost no chance of escaping, because in this impact formation, the horses were very fast and there was almost no way to avoid them. The people who fell on the ground were soon trampled by the later war horses and could still struggle to avoid them at first. Soon they would be stepped on by the horse's hooves, or blood gushed out of their mouths. Then, they didn't know the personnel and horses kept trampling on themselves, and soon they became a bunch of vague flesh and blood.

Some foreign cavalrymen inevitably became scared. They wanted to slow down their horse speed and asked their companions to rush forward first. However, under the speed of high-speed impact, even the timid people could not do this. There might be quite a lot of people who were timid, but under the guidance of the people around them, they could only continue to roar and rush forward.

At this time, people lost their normal human nature, and the sounds they yelled and yelled in various languages ​​and tones, their eyes wide open, with almost no human nature remaining.

At this moment, even the most kind-hearted person or the scholar who read a lot, there is only one thought in his mind to kill the enemy in front of him!

Only by killing the enemy can you be safe.

Only by winning can you have everything.

Wealth, status, respect, family food and clothing, personal desire satisfaction, and tribal development.

Many people may just want to live, and many people will also think of more things.

People who think less are rushing forward, and people who think more are rushing forward.

More people are blank people in their minds. Many scenes pass by their eyes like pictures, but their brains have paused their movements, and everything is going according to the habits they have trained for a long time.

In fact, many soldiers are like this. On the battlefield, they face life-and-death decisions, or see too many dead people, and when they may also face death, although soldiers are not death row prisoners and are not facing a situation of death, many times, timid people feel that they are dead.

Such people account for the vast majority, and at this time, they can clearly distinguish between trained and untrained soldiers.

The Mongolians became more and more messy as they ran away, and more herders ran away. They only knew that dozens or hundreds of people were riding horses and circling around, but they were shooting arrows constantly. It seemed that this was the only thing they could do.

Of course, the training level of the foreign cavalry is far less than that of Hutchison's real elite cavalry, but they have also experienced nearly a year of training and have trained themselves in actual combat many times.

The five thousand-man teams kept the queue intact, which proved to be quite important.

On one side is a chaotic cavalry team, large and unscrupulous, and on the other side is a hot iron spear that has been quenched with fire, piercing into its huge and weak body.

Of course, the spear tip is composed of hunters.

The frontal opponent of the hunting cavalry was the small number of armored soldiers among the Korqin people. The two sides roared at each other and soon collided.

The dark shadow flew over the sky, which were throwing guns and Blu thrown by the Korqin people, as well as throwing weapons such as Guduo.

The Mongols were actually very good at throwing tactics, and the Jurchens and the Ming army were just learning.

There are many records of Mongolia's secret history records during the battle between the Mongolian army. When the two armies are close together, there are many records of throwing guns and Guduo. When the two armies approach dozens of steps, it is not surprising that guns and Guduo are flying over.

A gun was flying past Zhang Xianzhong's nose. The gun was less than half the length of a normal spear. The pointed ends were polished and shining. These weapons were also made by the Mongolians with few iron tools. Some of the tips of the guns were even made of bone spurs.

Zhang Xianzhong would not underestimate these throwing objects, even a gun made of bone-made pointed heads.

If the arm strength is strong enough, it will be thrown at a distance of dozens of steps, and the horse speed bonus will be added. Each gun will make a buzzing sound, which is enough to pierce a person or war horse directly into the opposite direction.

As long as you are thrown, unless you wear heavy armor like a lancer, it will be a serious injury or death on the spot.

"Fuck, it's so dangerous." Zhang Xianzhong first had white hair and sweat on his head, and all the hairs on his body stood up.

If it was thrown on his face, I was afraid that it would be impossible to survive if I made a big hole in his face on the spot.

This feeling of life and death in an instant is of course scary. To be more vulgar, Zhang Xianzhong's eggs are shrinking at this moment.

But then the sergeant hunting cavalry could not help but laugh. Amid the laughter, all the hunting cavalrymen who were leading the battle were also ready.

When they entered within sixty steps, more than 300 hunting cavalry fired the muskets in their hands almost at the same time.

The dense Northern Legion Cavalry team in front suddenly looked like leaves swept by the wind, and the knights were washed all over the ground like dead branches and leaves.

A large number of people screamed and fell to the ground, even after falling, they kept rolling and screaming on the ground.

The power of the smoothbore gun is already quite powerful, and its lethality must be greater than that of the opposite gun and arrow. The projectiles burst forward rapidly and hit the human body heavily. Because the penetration power is not strong enough, it stays in the human body and continues to release kinetic energy, which brings greater pain to the person being shot.
Chapter completed!