But here, the Mongolian light cavalry and Eastern Mongolia, which is known for its cowardice on the grassland, are still herders gathered in grasslands, but they have such a will.

There was no other special reason, just because since entering the pass, all the Mongolian herders who fled and did not obey military orders were cut off by the supervision team. Under such harsh military laws, they went deep into the Ming Dynasty alone, allowing their orders to the Manchu soldiers to be resolutely implemented to the end.

When the third round of artillery fired, it only swept the tail of the light cavalry. These Mongolian light cavalry were already madly galloping and rushed towards the left wing of the Dengzhou army.

The shouts of tsunamis continued. However, the musket soldiers standing on the front line had already placed their muskets on the wooden forks and were ready to shoot.

All the musketeers in the inner camp were drawn to the outermost periphery, and the number of musketeers in front increased by nearly twice. With such a fire density, this messy rushing formation would have no effect at all.

The firearm commander in charge of the left wing was a veteran. When he saw the light cavalry coming towards him, he had a sneer on his lips and did not issue any other orders. He just asked his soldiers to load ammunition, check the fuse, and set up wooden forks to wait for the order.

"This cannon is a bit too powerful. How can it hit the ground so fast and so accurate?"

"I'm afraid of a bird. Let's ride a horse and press forward later. Everything will be fine. Let's see how many shots he can shoot."

"No, no, I remember the kids we foresaw have long been scrambling together with firearms, but why are these people still calm down and not fighting?"

"Run slowly, so fast, even if Hangou Earth Firearm wants to kill, he will not be able to kill."

"The Hangou army in Liaozhen and Jizhen is not as calm as this group in front of me. I heard from the Han people in Shengjing that there are no soldiers in the south of the Ming Dynasty except the north, there are no soldiers that can be fought in the south of the Ming Dynasty."

"They are all bad guys who raise cattle and sheep on the grassland. When our Eight Banners athletes come forward, they will naturally see the level of the situation."

Looking at the initial charge of the new camp of the Mongolian Zhengbai Banner, the Qing general Zuo, who was watching the battle in this formation, expressed his own comments, but the commander of the first army, Abatai, was as deep as water, and did not speak, but just stared at any change in the opposite army formation.

"Align, align, pay attention to the distance between you front and back, three rows of rounds of rounds, three rows of rounds of rounds, blow the fuse, look ahead, don't panic!"

Seeing that the Mongolian cavalry was about to rush over, the firearms commander in charge of this area kept shouting and urging, saying that these Mongolian cavalry were also quite troublesome. They rushed over slantedly, and the adjustment time was very long, and they had to turn to the front. Anyway, they were cannon fodder and no one paid attention to this.

"Open fire!!"

This was not the order to be impacted by this side, but on the line to the right, I saw the light cavalry rushing over at a diagonal line, and the edge entered the range. There was meat on the mouth, and it made no sense that it would not be eaten. I immediately ordered the fire.

As soon as the fire guns fired here, the generals of the Tartars' own formation were excited. According to their judgment, the fire guns at this distance could not hit anyone at all, which made the Ming army's firearms sound, and then they had a chance to win, but the screams that broke out immediately made them stunned.

"Don't panic!! Don't panic. Fifty steps will be fired again. Forty steps will be fired!!!"

A piece of white smoke suddenly emerged from the left wing of the Dengzhou army, and most of the sounds were covered up with the neighing of the people and the screams of death. After the first row was shot, they retreated. The second row took the musket and then retreated, and the third row followed again.

The Mongolian light cavalry, who was hit head-on, was not so well-trained. When the first attack, the team's speed suddenly slowed down. The second and third rounds of firepower poured out, causing them to become a mess.

If you are shot in the first round and desperately urge the horse to rush forward, there may not be a glimmer of hope. The loading of this kind of musket in Jiaozhou Camp is quite troublesome, and there are still some gaps in rotation in each row. Take advantage of this gap to rush in and kill. Perhaps the situation will be different.

But what can these slut herders know? After the first round of shooting, the herders behind subconsciously stopped the horses, and then realized that the heads of the supervisory team would be cut off by the heads of the army when they retreated and would continue to rush forward.

The pause at this moment is a fatal mistake. It is equivalent to cooperating with the rotation gap between the musket soldiers. The dense firepower of the scattered volley was like a sledgehammer, constantly hitting the light cavalry queue used for temptation. This Mongolian light cavalry is equivalent to a target.

Each row of musketeers mechanically held a strip to clean the chamber, loaded medicine, loaded ammunition, compacted it, and then pulled the trigger. There was indeed a gap in the shooting between the two rows, but these light cavalry did not seize this opportunity, but they were just in a mess and were in a mess.

This team of Mongolian cavalry came to their senses at this time. Some people thought that Mingguo was not as easy to grab as the Jurchen barbarians. Isn’t this evil star in front of you? Run away quickly.

More than a thousand people rushed forward, leaving only less than two hundred people in the back row. They fled in a panic in a panic in the gap between the confrontation army. As soon as they rushed forward, they were hit by the opponent in such a head-on manner. The so-called morale of the Tartars army had already lost for a while, but the firearm commander responsible for commanding the shooting could not see any joy on his face. In his opinion, it was natural to encounter such a useless opponent, and it was natural to obtain such a battle result.

However, many of the following musket soldiers who participated in the battle for the first time were extremely happy. Their originally uneasy mood was much calmer. As long as they were done according to the rules and regulations of the training site, they could actually achieve such results. In the subsequent battle, their confidence increased greatly.

However, when riding on horseback, the foreigner Oman was very amazed that these light cavalry could tolerate such casualties. According to his experience, on the battlefield in Europe, many smaller casualties than this have already caused collapse, but it is really admirable that these Tatar cavalry can persist in this way.

Oman even sighed, no wonder Genghis Khan's Mongolian army could have caused such great turmoil in Europe back then. If it were all of these soldiers' qualities, there would be such a possibility.

Looking at the Xinying Light Cavalry who had fled back in scattered ways, these Mongolian herders knew that they would be dead if they ran back to their own formation, so they simply ran to the other side.

In the original formation of the Tartars, all the generals looked bad, and Korqin Beiletulichen was even more angry. He looked down on the light cavalry who rushed over first, but he also felt that this was a Mongolian tribe, and his face would be bright if he defeated him.

These cavalry ran towards the west and gave orders to Yue Le next to Abatai. Dozens of personal guards rode out to the formation. Relying on their full horsepower, they caught up with the defeated soldiers, and killed the horses one by one with long swords and spears behind them, without letting them go. This is the reason why they did not escape in the face of gunfire. They might have military achievements in rushing to the formation, but those who retreated and waited for them must be death.

"Yuele, you must protect Tulichen Beile and don't let him have any strengths. Whether this Shengjing is yellow or white, Tulichen is always good at it. Our family can't be confused."

General Abatai was ordered to keep staring at the Ming army formation opposite and said that it was indeed completely unrelated to the war. Huang Taiji of the two yellow flags was Tulichen's brother-in-law, that was the emperor, and Dorgon of the two white flags was also Tulichen's brother-in-law, that was the first prince. Tulichen made a mistake. When the pillow wind blew, Zhenglan Banner could not afford to offend him.

At present, the upper level will not be able to smooth sailing just by relying on military merits, and all kinds of relationships will be almost the same. After Yue Le agreed in a deep voice, he ordered General Abatai to put on a worry and said with a smile:

"I didn't expect that today is a tough battle. However, after this battle, we, father and son, have their own world in Shengjing."

Abatai raised the whip in his hand and said loudly:
Chapter completed!