At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 8 A crushing defeat

Chen Ying received the semaphore and immediately gave the order.

"First team, open fire!"

The gunners in the front row squatted and knelt, and started the first round of shooting.

boom!
boom!
boom!
After a burst of gunpowder, the Oirat cavalry who rushed to the front began to fall off their horses sparsely.

On the other hand, Angketu threw off the stirrup subconsciously, hid his body on the side of the horse, and successfully avoided the firecracker's attack.

He couldn't help laughing out loud, his eyes were extremely excited, because the cavalry unit he led had completely broken through the firepower of the Ming army, and next, it was time for the massacre!

The price paid was only a few dozen cavalrymen, and these losses were insignificant in the face of huge military exploits.

But in the next second, the smile on Anketu's face froze, because he saw the opponent's gunners suddenly change formation, the first team retreated, and the other team came forward holding the guns.

Chen Ying held up the command flag and continued to order: "Second team, open fire!"

boom!
boom!
boom!
After another puff of gunpowder, dozens of people around Angketu fell off their horses.

This time the distance was closer, and the number of Oala cavalry shot increased significantly, about 80 to [-] people.

Angketu was full of surprise, why can the opponent's firecrackers be fired in succession?
In the formation of the Ming army, Chen Ying ordered again: "The third team, open fire!"

This method of tactics was personally explained by Zhu Qizhen. The gunners were divided into three rows. After the first team finished shooting, they retreated to the original position of the third team and began to reload and other operations. At this time, the second team became the first team. , to shoot, and then retreat, the third team stepped forward to shoot, and the cycle repeats.

At such a short distance, the firecrackers are powerful, but there is an obvious problem, that is, the process of loading ammunition is very cumbersome.

First of all, the gun barrel after firing should be cleaned, and then gunpowder should be filled in from the mouth of the gun, and then lead bullets and iron sand can be loaded. After filling, it should be tamped with a special stick. lead to re-shoot.

This set of procedures will take at least 2 minutes, and the opponent is a cavalry, and he would have already rushed under his nose in this time.

However, the firecrackers of the three-stage strike had the effect of continuous firing. The Ming army fired continuously, and the Oirat cavalry fell one after another.

Moreover, in addition to the effective killing when the firecrackers shoot, the explosion sound can also deter the horses to a certain extent.

In the Vala formation, some war horses were frightened by the huge explosion, raised their front hooves, threw off the cavalry on their backs, and ran around crazily.

The out-of-control horses made the Wacha people suffer. Some horses rushed forward, some galloped wildly to the flanks, and some horses simply lay in the queue, refusing to take a step forward no matter what.

You know, the whole army is in a state of full charge, the horses in front suddenly stop, and the cavalry behind have no time to dodge, just like countless speeding vehicles rear-end on a high road, one horse hits the other, and the whole cavalry is in chaos. group.

In the formation of the Ming army, there was still a steady stream of firecrackers ringing, causing the Oala cavalry to fall into complete chaos.

Angketu was stunned. In his expectation, at this time, it should be those cowardly Nan people who fled. How could it be possible?

"Rush, charge up..."

Ang Ketu yelled desperately. Behind him, some people retreated, while others still rushed forward, trampling each other. The short distance of fifty steps was like a moat in the sky, and it was still impossible to take another step forward.

"Let me go, go!"

Angketu continued to roar, but no one heard his order at all, and even if they heard it, they couldn't carry it out.

People around him kept falling, and in an instant, hundreds of elite cavalrymen died.

Countless people were injured. Some fell off their horses, with one foot still wrapped in the stirrup, and were dragged by the frightened horses to run wildly.

Even if no one fell off the horse, there were fallen men and horses everywhere on the ground at this time, let alone charging, even if they wanted to retreat, they would not be able to do so.

Zhu Qizhen rode on the horse, closely watching the battle ahead, and felt that the time was ripe, so he gave the order decisively.

"Fifth Army Battalion, attack!"

Fan Zhong immediately sent an order: "The emperor has a decree, order the fifth army battalion to attack!"

Immediately afterwards, the low-pitched horn sounded, and the formation of the Ming army changed again.

The gunners in the front row began to retreat. Chen Huai led the left sentry army and Li Zhen led the right sentry army to attack from the front. Flank attack.

The British Duke Zhang Fu led the Chinese army to hold the formation and guard around Zhuqi Town.

"Come on!"

"Kill!"

Everyone rushed towards the enemy with endless anger. These people turned red-eyed and poured all the grievances they suffered along the way on the heads of the Wala people.

The biggest advantage of the cavalry is mobility and impact. After being hit by the firearms of the Ming army, the team was already in disarray. Facing the menacing Ming army, they had to dismount in a hurry. In this way, there is no difference between cavalry and infantry .

Ang Ketu jumped off his horse and swung the scimitar in his hand to slash at a Ming soldier.

In such a close fight, there is no skill at all, only knives and guns flying together, tens of hundreds of people will fall every second, and the battle is very fierce.

"Onketu!"

During the scuffle, an adjutant shouted: "I can't stand it anymore, retreat!"

Angketu's eyes were already red-eyed, and he saw blood all over his body, and he roared angrily, "What did you say?"

"I can't beat it, I can't beat it, let's find a way to break through!"

"Impossible!" Angketu roared, "The cavalry I lead are all warriors who are one against ten, how is that possible?"

"More than half of our soldiers and horses have been lost. The Ming army has too many people. Let's retreat!"

Angketu looked around, only to find that the crowd of people fighting around had decreased significantly, and there were corpses everywhere.

Moreover, the number of people behind me seems wrong...

"Where are the people behind, what are they doing?"

The adjutant replied loudly: "I don't know, it seems that something happened behind and I didn't follow up..."

puff!
Before he finished speaking, a spear passed through his chest, and he lost his breath immediately.

"Damn Nangou!"

Angketu's eyes were bloodshot, like a mad beast, fighting desperately with a scimitar.

Before he knew it, the eight thousand cavalry had already been cut off in the middle.

The artillery volley of the Ming army aimed at the middle of the Oirat cavalry team. The cavalrymen who were advancing quickly were killed and injured countless times, making it impossible for the follow-up troops to move forward.

The 4000 people in front were blocked by firecrackers, and more than a thousand people were lost. The rest fell into hand-to-hand combat. Facing several times the number of Ming troops, they couldn't resist at all.

At this time, the formation of the Ming army changed again, and the two flanks continued to move to the rear, forming an encirclement trend against the Oirat army.

Finally, Angketu realized that he had lost!

A crushing defeat!
But why?
In his prediction, although the Ming army was superior in number, they were all cowards. As long as they rushed to the front, these people would flee.

Why is this...

A small group of Ming troops had surrounded them, pointing at Anketu with swords and spears.

"Look at that guy, it seems to be a leader!"

"To be able to persist for so long, there must be some ability, don't be careless, let's go together!"

Ang Ketu licked the blood from his lips, and rushed towards the Ming army...

(End of this chapter)