Chapter 689

"Well, let's prepare to fight back. We'll see to it that they can't even find the north." Yang Chendong took off the 95 style from behind again and replaced it with a new cartridge clip. Then he raised his gun and aimed at it and hooked the trigger.

Yang Er has returned to the team, also holding a 95 style and began to aim. There are too many Mongolian cavalry. They can be seen everywhere. This allows them not to aim too much at all. If they shoot with their feeling, an enemy will often be shot and sacked.

Although the number of guards is limited, the Mongolian army will be severely damaged wherever they set their goals, which greatly depresses the morale and courage of the other party.

Still hiding behind his own soldiers, Su De stared at the low rocks with anger on his face. He couldn't understand why the other party's fire gun was so powerful that he could shoot so many bullets and hurt so many of his soldiers.

"No, I can't let them kill so recklessly. Come on, send a thousand cavalry to rush up to me. I don't care what method I use. In short, I want to kill those people. I can't make them a threat!"

At Khan's command, a cavalry of a thousand men rushed towards the low rock pile.

"Finally!" he had expected that the other party would send troops to contain himself. Yang Chendong sneered, "hit me at them. I want to see if they are iron and whether they are afraid of our bullets."

But it was just a thousand cavalry. It really didn't put it in the eyes of Yang Chendong and the guards. After everyone agreed in unison, they turned the muzzle of the gun, aimed at the thousand cavalry who rushed and hooked the trigger.

Bursts of gunfire, accompanied by countless cavalry fell on the horses. Although they rushed very fast, they lost more than half of their troops in the process of impact.

"Take the gun! Take out the knife!" seeing that the enemy is less than 100 meters away from him. Yang Chendong carried the ninth five-year plan behind him for the first time, pulled out his saber, shouted and rushed down the low stone pile.

With him, there were more than a hundred guards and black cavalry, who rushed down like a tiger down the mountain. With their hard armor, they were like entering a no man's land. They would cut whoever they wanted and kill whoever they wanted. A Mongolian cavalry fell off his horse, and blood flew out, dyed the saber red, and the residual sun was like blood!

The Nvzhen cavalry regiment has been surrounded by the Mongolian vanguard army. The two sides have launched a bloody battle between you and me. The dust rises again, and there are only bursts of yelling and killing.

As a Mongolian general, chambala did not choose the Nvzhen cavalry regiment as his opponent. In line with the idea of picking up persimmons and kneading them soft, he targeted ten infantry battalions of the independent regiment. In terms of cavalry versus infantry, the advantage is quite obvious.

From a distance, the infantry is far less powerful than the cavalry. Their 400 people form a square array, surrounded by black shields to protect their own safety.

Outside the square, there are rows of anti horse posts. Don't provoke me, or you will be hurt.

"Kill the infantry first." chambala said impolitely. He obviously didn't pay attention to the battle put out by the infantry.

The cavalry behind them had long been eager to try, and the sabers in their hands were ready to drink blood. When they gave an order, they would devour and drown the infantry array opposite them.

"Kill!" Cha Mubarak raised his saber, with a crazy expression on his face. He opened his mouth, waved his right arm forward and clamped his legs. The horse's heart under his crotch leaped forward.

In front of the infantry square, the most peripheral are 100 shield soldiers, who hide their bodies behind a meter high iron shield as far as possible. When the cavalry attacked, there were raindrops of bows and arrows falling on the shield, and there was a crackling sound of percussion.

When attacking infantry, cavalry will use bows and arrows to destroy infantry by impact. When used well, a wave of bows and arrows can often hit the opponent hard. The moment when the cavalry really kill is the moment when the morale of the army is defeated.

In other words, infantry can only defend passively when facing the attack of cavalry, which is just like a cat eating a mouse. But when everything is on the five-star army, it is another matter.

It's not their habit to only defend but not attack.

"Points!"

After seeing the shield soldiers blocking the opponent's first wave of bows and arrows, the battalion commander of each infantry square array shouted. Suddenly, the airtight square array, which was originally covered, was separated from the middle and divided into two sections. In the middle of the exposed area, there are more than 100 Musketeers. Some of them lie on the ground, some squat, and some stand. They are divided into several echelons to form a unique landscape.

"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!"

When the battalion commander almost gave the order to attack with a hoarse roar, hundreds of gunmen holding the Bayi bar spit out their tongue of fire one after another. With the sound of gunfire, the oncoming enemies fell to the ground one by one.

With and preparation, these Mongolian cavalry were caught off guard. Some people were waving a saber and were shot in the chest, some had just jumped over the rejection stake, and even their whole body was hit in mid air. Others felt a pain in their chest when they were running with their heads down, and the whole person plumped down the horse. Most of them still didn't understand what happened, and they had lost their lives, that is, people died, The horse is still running ahead and doesn't know it.

Fortunately, several layers of dense anti horse piles played a role. Finally, those war horses were forced to stop in front of the anti horse piles without the guidance of their owners.

The gunman is naturally the original auxiliary soldier. The current independent regiment was also expanded on the basis of six auxiliary barracks. In other words, the number of auxiliary soldiers who can use guns and use them well has reached more than 2000. Now it's just ten infantry square arrays, one square array of 100 gunmen, which can be easily gathered together. This is also the killer mace prepared by Hu mang when training the infantry of the independent regiment. At this time, it was used, which attracted very amazing power and effect.

A thousand auxiliary soldiers, each carrying a bar of prestige higher than the Bayi bar hundreds of years later in this era, shocked others when a gun rang out and an enemy rider was shot on his horse.

Even if they were soldiers of other independent regiments who were comrades in arms, these soldiers of Beiming Garrison who were captured because of the Liaohe World War I were surprised by the strong combat power shown by the auxiliary soldiers at this moment.

It's not that they haven't seen muskets before. Even because everyone is comrades in arms, they have watched them closely. But before they were qualified to become auxiliary soldiers, they didn't even have the right to touch guns. For this matter, many comrades in arms are still angry in their hearts, thinking about what you look like, isn't it fire guns? Daming has this thing in the army now.

But when they really experienced everything and saw everything, they were shocked. It's also a fire gun, but there are obviously too many differences, such as stability, consistency, lethality, etc. Although they only served in the nuergandosi area and had no chance to contact the fire gun, they can still feel the difference between the fire gun in their comrades' hands and Daming. Because if Daming had such a lethal gun, would anyone be their opponent with the advantage of the number of people?

"Divine machine camp!" Cha mubarana's ruddy face, as if dripping blood, showed a look of panic.

Decades ago, Daming defeated their ancestors with the fire guns of Shenji camp. After these years, I thought that the Ming Dynasty had been divided into North and south. I thought that the northern Ming Dynasty after the civil Castle change was the end of a powerful crossbow, and it was time for them to rise again. But now, when he saw the scene of thousands of guns, he knew that the bad luck belonging to Mongolia had come again.

It was just a charge, and thousands of cavalry were lost. They are all good sons of Mobei Mongolia. They all have family, brothers and sisters. Now they are all killed here. How will he explain it?

Chambala had a feeling of hitting the iron plate with a fist. I thought it was easy to catch infantry with cavalry. But now, before people rush over, they lose a lot. We have to continue to fight. How many brothers do we have to lose to win?

There is no arrogance or self-confidence like before. Chambala wants to pass on what happened here to Khan. Do they have 20000 cavalry to eat such a powerful enemy with fire guns?

Chambala felt a headache, and Khan SUD's brain was very big for a while. For nothing else, but because scouts reported that a large number of cavalry suddenly appeared on both sides of them. Although we still can't see each other's reality, it should be right that the enemy is not a friend.

"How can there be enemies? Didn't Toya say that the five-star army was less than 10000?" SUD Khan changed his look of winning the game before and began to tangle in his heart.

He believes that even if the enemies on both sides are in a group with the five-star army, with his 20000 Mongolian athletes, he doesn't have to worry about failure. But after so much effort, I finally got an enemy who killed one thousand and lost eight hundred, just to fight with the five-star army who didn't hate very much. Is it worth it and what is it?

Just as he was struggling with this problem, a soldier from chambala ran over, "Khan, Khan, the big thing is bad. The other party has a Shenji camp, a Shenji camp."

"What's the matter?" he was in a bad mood. When the pro name shouted, SUD didn't look good. "Isn't it the Shenji camp? Ben Khan knows."