The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 215 Cutting the Wheat

Katsa, Katsa.

Plop, plop.

Woo, the scene was so tragic, the horse screamed and the people screamed.

Countless cavalry fell down in an instant, and a large number of horses stepped into the hole. Some were lucky enough to step over, but soon fell into another.

The horse's legs were broken one by one, and some of them directly cracked deep bones.

The horses screamed and fell down.

The people on the horse flew out one by one like meteors, fell down, vomited blood, screamed, and some even fell to death before they could scream.

The cavalry charging at top speed fell from their horses, and few managed to get up alive.

Like dominoes, the thousand Mongolian cavalry advancing in the middle were completely uncontrollable and fell continuously.

Although some barely stopped the car, they blocked the back. The horse behind rushed too hard and hit the fallen horse in front.

There are also people who just fell down and were lucky to stand up, but suddenly another horse rushed up behind them, and the horse couldn't stop the car and hit it, bang, killing their own people alive.

The charging horses were all blindfolded, and they charged at the top speed again. It was too difficult to brake in the back, so the distance between 150 meters and 120 meters became a battlefield of Shura.

There were horses with broken legs and people who were hit or fell to death everywhere at the scene.

"What?" Azig and the Houjin generals, who were watching the battle behind and had already organized the Houjin soldiers and horses and were about to attack, couldn't believe their eyes.

Everyone was stunned, what's going on?Countless casualties before meeting the Ming army?
At first they thought that the Ming army sprinkled iron nails on the ground, but horses in this era have iron hooves, so it is impossible to think about it.

Mix Maso?
It's even more impossible, now that there is a war, who still uses the horseshoe on the battlefield?

"I'll just say that the dog Ding Yi is shameless." Zaba vomited blood as he watched from the sidelines, and stomped his feet: "It's simply unreasonable to not get rid of this person."

Azig turned his head and gave him a hard look, and Zaba didn't dare to say anything.

The next moment, the two looked forward at the same time.

On the battlefield, it was still so tragic.

The Mongolian cavalry cavalry who rushed forward had not touched a single hair of the Ming army, and they fell countless horses in a blink of an eye. The rear team saw that they all slowed down before it was too late.

When it was completely reduced, more than 100 riders fell to death.

There were dozens of cavalry who were hit by their own cavalry behind them. The people who collided with each other turned on their backs, vomiting blood and screaming.

After all, their accelerated charge just now was no less than a 120-yard car sprint, so it was so easy to stop.

The Ming people have not touched it yet, and nearly 200 of the thousand cavalry have been killed.

The Mongols stood on their horses, yelling at the front one after another.

The key is that at this moment, their own men and horses are in front of them, blocking their way.They didn't dare to rush forward.

Wu Tu was glad that he didn't rush, but he was already going crazy with anger.

When they approached 150 meters, they saw a large number of horses falling from Kulie'er's side.

Then everyone quickly slowed down again, and finally found the hole in the ground.

This Ming man is so lowly written that it has never been seen in history.

In the past, everyone hated Mao Wenlong very much. Every time Mao Wenlong came in with a ghost, he ran away to fight, robbed if he could, and burned if he could.

But looking at it now, this Ding Yi is ten times more hateful than Mao Wenlong.

There is no big country in the war.

"Wutu Erzhen, what should I do?" At this moment, a Mongolian officer came up behind him and asked.

Wutu gritted his teeth: "Get off your horse, fight on foot, and shoot when you get close. Let them experience our Mongolian archery skills."

Azig gave the order to open the space, he had no choice.

There are holes in the ground, which will not affect walking.

Just be careful, everyone.

The Mongols had no choice but dismounted one after another, picked up their bows and arrows and rushed forward.

But the ground is full of holes, and I have to look at the ground while running.

Plopping, someone stepped into the hole from time to time, and a dog ate shit and fell to the ground. Of course, it’s okay for people to fall, so they can only climb out, swear at the Ming army, and then greet Ding Yi’s family.

If Ding Yi knew that Houjin and the Mongols often greeted his whole family, he would not know how he would feel.

These holes started from 150 meters away. The Mongolian soldiers moved forward cautiously, and some people fell down from time to time, and finally entered 120 meters.

But at this time, their bows and arrows could not reach the Ming army.

Wu Tu already felt that it was impossible to fight like this, because the ground was full of holes, and it was not convenient for the rear army to rush up.

He turned his head, just in time to see Hou Jin's two bull records, which had been slowly put on.

He shook his head helplessly, and did not dare to retreat, so he could only order the whole army to press on.

At least he felt that the Ming people had nothing to do with them.

100 meters, 80 meters.

After people kept falling and standing up again, more than 2000 Mongolian soldiers finally entered 80 meters.

At this time, you can shoot arrows, but the Mongols will definitely not shoot. The effective distance of the Mongols' bow should be within 60 steps, and the best killing distance should be about [-] meters.

They move on.

But the further he went, the more flustered Wu Tu became, the Ming army's formation remained motionless, neither firing a single shot.

This was something he had never experienced when he fought against the Ming army.

70 m.

65 m.

Many Mongolian soldiers have already started nodding their arrows.

But because there are holes under their feet, they need to keep looking down at their feet, for fear that they will step into the hole, which is extremely inefficient.

"Squat." A shout came from the opposite side.

"Tiger!" The six rows of spear and shield soldiers in front of the Ming army shouted at the same time, and then squatted down.

The whole movement was uniform, and the six rows of spear and shield soldiers squatted under the big shield with a clatter.

Wu Tu: "..."

"Bang bang bang" the first row of gunmen had already fired.

This distance is simply the best killing distance for the Lumi blunderbuss. The scene suddenly screamed, and the Mongolian soldiers fell in pieces.

The Mongolian soldiers panicked instantly.

The front was cut down like wheat, and the back was panicked and didn't know what to do.

There are also those who are not afraid of death and want to rush up and shoot arrows.

But the Ming army had six rows of musketeers.

Played six rounds.

Bang bang bang, two hundred guns per round, six rounds of 1000 two hundred guns, at least one thousand one hundred guns were fired.

The scene was full of white smoke in mid-air, and the Ming army's line of sight was not very good, but the opposite side was densely populated, so as long as the guns were not fired into the sky, they would always be defeated.

This wave of six rounds was fought continuously, and at least 500 Mongolian soldiers were shot.

The first few rows were almost empty.

There were screams and cries everywhere.

Fortunately, Wu Tu was smart, and he didn't walk in the front. He was still 80 meters away at this time, but he had just arrived in front of him from more than 60 meters away.

All the Mongolian soldiers were almost wiped out.

The ground is full of Mongolian soldiers' bodies, all kinds of screams, cries, and curses are intertwined and mixed together, like hell on earth.

He was completely stunned.

Because he had never seen Ming army's firearms so sharp.

The firearms of the Zhejiang Army back then were not like this.

"What should I do, Wutu Ezhen, Wutu Ezhen." Suddenly, someone pulled him by his side.

It turned out that other Mongolian soldiers did not dare to move forward.

But they didn't know at all that the firecrackers of the Ming army not only shot so far, they were all reloading right now.

"Rush, rush, the Ming army is finished fighting and needs to reload, hurry up." Wu Tu finally reacted.

He waved his knife and shouted, and the Mongolian soldiers bit the bullet and rushed forward.

But Wu Tu's heart was bleeding, we Mongolian cavalry are used to ride and shoot, we can't sacrifice like this for nothing.

But right now, he really has no choice.

Apart from rushing forward, he really couldn't think of a way to break through the dense array of guns and guns in front of him.

The Mongolian soldiers yelled frantically and rushed forward desperately.

Within seventy steps in a blink of an eye.

Whoosh, whoosh, they finally started a round of projectiles impatiently.

Someone was shooting and walking forward.

Arrows rained all over the sky, flying towards the Ming army formation overwhelmingly.

"Raise the shield." The Ming army yelled.

(End of this chapter)