The places where the muskets were fired were just screaming, but there was no one screaming at the place where the cannon was fired. Just as the fan direction of the cannon was blown away, it was directly blown away. All Mongolian cavalry within the firepower range were killed or defeated.

He just laughed and said that the Han people wanted to save their livestock. The one who brought the fur and livestock back on the way was a hundred households in the Golden Treasure Guard of Tumot Khan. As such an officer, he naturally had to charge forward.

After seeing that there was no danger, the officers and leaders of high status were all ahead, because rushing in first, the more benefits they would get. This is also their privilege.

The hundred households in the Golden Tent guards walked to the cannon forever. He was still biting a scimitar in his mouth and saw the dark muzzle facing him.

The cavalrymen following behind the Baihu saw the Baihu head bursting like a watermelon, and the Golden Tent guards. The Baihu officer was also a Baihu officer with iron armor and an iron helmet on his head, but this was of no use at all.

Perhaps the cannon shotgun was not screened right in front of the ground. A relatively large iron block was mixed in. The metal block shot out burst out of the front of the hundred-husband, and its momentum did not decline at all. It penetrated the bodies of several Mongolian cavalry behind it. At least there was armor in front, and the body behind was just wearing this leather robe.

The eyes were full of blood, and the ears were full of miserable hisses, around the cart. In an instant, it turned into a hell on earth. It took a lot of time to change the cannons and re-launch the cannons, but the ten firings of the fire guns were almost uninterrupted.

It is completely impossible for the Mongolian cavalry in the front row to run in such a crowded formation. They are only passively ravaged by guns and cannons. The Mongolian herders in the middle have not seen many markets. Even if they know the power of the Ming Dynasty's firearms, they dare not bet on whether they are outside the range.

And it was so crowded. Just now, everyone was thinking about getting into the big fleet and making some profits, for fear of falling behind. But now they want to turn around and run, but they can't run out.

When you run out, you have to jump out desperately. Not to mention whether the firearm can hit you, tens of thousands of cavalrymen become restless and chaotic. If you move a little slowly, you may be directly trampled to death. But everyone's panic will only make the restlessness more harmful.

In addition to the cavalry directly under the Tumote tribe and the Golden Tent Guards, most of the Mongolian cavalry here were herders who had difficulty in winter half a month ago. What's the discipline? What's more, those who were beaten to death at the front just now are almost all greedy for money and take advantage of their high status.

Without these constraints, the entire formation was even more developing towards the collapsed land. Moreover, the grasslands were not clustered, and even large tribes like Tumote were usually scattered into many small tribes. The cavalry did not know anyone else except those in the same tribe as the people in the same tribe.

Seeing that the other party was blocking his escape, he started by yelling, but later he drew a knife and slashed...

The muskets fired ten times and the cannons bombarded twice. Within seventy steps outside the cart, there were no one standing anymore. No one of the Mongolian cavalry, who was originally frightened, wanted to take advantage of the opponent's firepower to rush forward, but ran outward.

If you look down from the sky, you can see that the more than 200 large trucks are actually arranged in a crooked square shape. The outer edges are surrounded by two rows of large trucks. Except for the most extended shields that are similar to chest walls, the baffles on the trucks are also removed, and there is no cargo. The soldiers load ammunition on it and pass on the fire of muskets.

In the middle open space surrounded by a large cart, there is a wooden platform transformed with a large cart, which is more than half a person taller than the surrounding large carts. Oman Garris is standing on it and looking around.

In the open space between the large cart and the platform, soldiers kept jumping off the large cart, picking up long weapons and marching in a row. There were still doors for entry and exit on all sides of the square cart array, namely two large carts that could move quickly.

Oman Garris was wearing armor, standing on the wooden platform, looking around solemnly, constantly asking loudly:

“How far is it?”

"Fifty steps!" "Sixty steps!!" "Seventy steps!!"

When it was "eighty steps", Oman Garris shouted to the troops around the wooden platform:

"The whole team reported the number!!"

The number of people in each squad around the wooden platform is 200. The soldiers in the four rows of soldiers in front are holding spears, and the soldiers in the back are holding long swords and axes. The only common feature of these soldiers is that they are wearing a full set of armor in the Jiaozhou camp. Under the cover of most of the armor, you don’t have to worry about shooting the bow and arrow, and can protect the damage of swords and slashing the wooden spear.

"Walk forward for two hundred steps after getting out of the car, and then return after hearing the sound of the gong, kill any enemy in front of you, and set off!!"

Despite the crying and cursing outside, the order given by Oman Garris was clearly received by the four players gathered at the four corners of the wooden platform.

The four generals returned to the team with weapons in hand, waved their arms forward, and walked forward with big strides. The soldiers guarding the doors in all directions shouted and pulled the cart away to both sides. The enemy could no longer be seen within a hundred steps outside the door, all of which were corpses and seriously injured.

Four teams of soldiers from all directions rushed forward with neat strodes. The spear was already flat, and the big swords and axes behind them were all flat.

The Mongolian cavalry on the outermost side had already dispersed, and the infantry in front of the formation were still entangled in a group, and the armored infantry had arrived in front of them.

The spear stabbed, and the Mongolian cavalry in front of him screamed and fell off their horses. After entering the formation, the soldiers holding big swords and heavy axes desperately chopped the horses on the opposite side, cutting off a horse's leg, and the whole horse was about to fall to the ground, and the cavalry would immediately become victims of the swords and axes.

This was the case with the Song army's Iron Pagoda, which broke the Jin soldiers. He cut off the legs of horses and then killed the cavalry. Although these more than 20,000 Mongolian cavalry had an absolute advantage in number, they were not far from defeat. The two ten thousand households that came over could no longer restrain their direct cavalry.

Time pushed forward for two hours, about 80 miles away from Maoerzhuang, Zhang Kun stood on the beacon tower and watched the red flag dancing alone on the grassland in the distance.
Chapter completed!