The situation of the war will develop like this, which is completely beyond the expectations of the Heshuote people.

This place is a very classic prairie terrain, which is most suitable for cavalry combat.

The cavalry of the Heshuote people had obvious quantity and quality advantages. The Heshuote people should have the upper hand and firmly suppressed the Ming army to fight.

But what people never expected was that the Ming army had taken the initiative to advance abnormally, and even directly caused such heavy casualties to the Heshuote Pioneer Army, and even one of the main generals died.

Chaolu's face was as deep as water, and gritted his teeth and said, "This must be because Haishan was too careless, so he fell into the Han people's trick. Don't panic, we will continue to implement the original plan and we will definitely win!"

Luo Shi was about to go forward and speak, but Fan Wencheng grabbed his sleeve.

Fan Wencheng pulled Luo Shi out dozens of steps before saying, "Lord Luo Shi, you can't persuade him at this time."

Luo Shi said in confusion: "Mr. Fan also knows that I want to persuade him?"

Fan Wencheng said: "Master Luo Shi, you are a good-looking person. I think you have already seen that Heshuote will definitely lose. But you can't tell such a big truth now."

Rosh said: "Why?"

Fan Wencheng said: "Chaolu is like a gambler at the gambling table now. He lost a lot of money when he came up, but he still had a lot of chips in his hand. At this time, his thoughts must be to add more chips to make a comeback, rather than stopping and leaving the gambling table."

Luo Shi said seriously: "But this Heshuote is also an ally of the Qing Dynasty that we are expected to delay Ming. It is impossible to watch them fail like this, right?"

Fan Wencheng shook his head and said, "It's not that we want to see them fail, but Chaolu no longer allows anyone to withdraw from the army now. If you speak easily, you might be responsible for Chaolu and even have a life-threatening danger!"

Luo Shi widened his eyes: "Life is in danger? This..."

Fan Wencheng sighed and said, "I want to tell you, now we'd better see the situation. It would be fine if the Heshuote really can turn the tables. If it can't turn the tables, we have to retreat quickly!"

Two Qing envoys muttered here, and the other side had issued an order to Lu, directly leading the main force to push forward.

Yes, Chaolu wants to get the place back in person!

Under the command of Chaolu, 50,000 Heshuo special cavalry began to sweep from all directions and move forward in a mighty manner.

Chaolu was not the kind of brainless young man. When he led the main force of his tribe forward, he also issued another order, asking 20,000 cavalry to encircle the left and right wings of the Ming army respectively.

When light cavalry fights infantry, the most important breakthrough is the flank of the infantry. As long as the light cavalry can rush in from the flank, they can instantly use a saber to kill a large number of infantry, and quickly disrupt the formation of infantry.

As a result, the more than 7,000 Xining Guards who covered the flanks of the Ming army were immediately under great pressure.

Xining Guards are real cavalry. Although they are all Mongols, they are considered to have a combat effectiveness with the Heshuo Special Cavalry, but there are too many Heshuo Special Cavalry.

But fortunately, Xining Guard is not not stronger, but this stronger is the hundreds of muskets given by Zhu Cixuan.

"Bang bang bang!" Battel had just fired the musket in his hand, and looked at a horse-sooth tebecausen rider falling not far away, with a smile on his strong face.

Suddenly someone shouted next to him: "Young Master!"

From the corner of his eyes, Bartel glanced at something approaching quickly, and felt a sudden stern in his heart and lay on the horse's back as fast as possible.

With a "swoosh!", an arrow brushed Battel's back and flew past.

"This little trash can't afford to play with, so I dare not shoot head-on with me!" Bartel was furious and directly loaded the bullet and raised his hand and shot the opponent down.

After killing the enemy who was in the sneak attack, Bartel breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he had great admiration for Zhu Cilang. If it weren't for these muskets, I wouldn't know how many more people would have to die in Xining Wei's battle today!

"Your Highness, you are wise! With such a prince, the Ming Dynasty will definitely be bright in the future!"

While feeling moved, Bartel raised his gun again.

"Die, the Mongols who were not convinced of the Ming Dynasty's kingdom!"

"Bang!"

If the wing of Bartel is still slightly advantageous to the Hoshuot, then the front is completely different.

The square formation composed of ten thousand musketeers was advancing slowly and firmly. In front of them, no matter which Heshuo special cavalry came to fight, the ending was exactly the same.

It was shot directly into disintegration by dense rain of bullets.

There were also some extremely brave Hoshuo cavalrymen who luckily dodged the first wave of bullets, successfully approached a certain distance and shot bows and arrows.

Musketeers have no protection, so they will inevitably suffer from casualties after being shot.

But such a Kyoto special cavalry is only a few. Even these few cavalry who are lucky enough to shoot bows and arrows have not had time to shoot the second arrow, so they have to welcome the second wave of bullets from the Ming army's musketeers.

If the probability of avoiding the first wave of bullets is less than 1%, then the probability of avoiding two waves of bullets in succession is almost 0.

The bad news came back to Chaolu's ears not far away like snowflakes.

"The Eight Prince was killed!"

"The Nine Prince has led his remaining soldiers to retreat in advance!"

"The eleventh prince was killed!"

"The fifth prince and the sixth prince are all retreating!"

Chaolu listened, his face was extremely pale.

At the beginning, in order to prevent these sons from rebelling together, Gushikhan assigned commanded cavalry to the ten princes early, and they had different relationships with each other. This time, it was just because Gushikhan ordered him to temporarily become subordinates of Chaolu.

When the battle was not good, the other princes were clever and naturally ran away early. It was impossible to say that they were all buried with Chaolu.

"Bang bang bang!" A dense gunshot came from a distance, and many Heshuo cavalry fled everywhere, regardless of the fact that the chief general Chaolu was right in front of him.

Chaolu's body was cold and he didn't know what to say.

A general of Heshuote rode his horse and whispered loudly: "Your Highness, the envoy of the Qing Dynasty has also escaped!"

At this time, Chaolu was still in a state of concern? He just nodded subconsciously and looked at the completely decayed battle situation in front of him.

Fortunately, Chaolu still had a group of loyal subordinates. After learning that things were not good, he immediately came to his senses.

"Come on your way to retreat!"

"Your Highness, your highness, Genghis Khan did not win every battle back then. We still have a chance to win after retreating!"

In this way, surrounded by many cavalrymen, Chaolu chose to retreat very decisively.

The whimpering arrows flew through the air, sending news of retreat to all the Hoshuo cavalrymen.
Chapter completed!