Chapter 764: The one who fights is the elite! Eat the White Diaoqi!

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The passionate horn echoes on the flat fields.

The Mongol cavalry quickly activated the war horses and rushed towards the Huben cavalry.

The archer must make the speed of the war horse reach a certain value in order to use the inertia of high-speed speed to shoot the arrow to a longer distance. This is the basic technique of Mongolian riding and shooting. If it is still, the range and lethality of the bow and arrow will be greatly reduced. Therefore, they will never passively wait for the Hu Ben cavalry to launch an attack. They must take the initiative to attack in order to better exert the power of the bow and arrow.

"Dududu!"

The conch of the clear Yue resonates long on the earth.

Since the Mongols took the initiative to launch an attack, the Hu Ben Army was of course passive defense. This is also what Zhang Zhun hoped. The biggest feature of the Hu Ben Army cavalry at present is that they are good at defense. When all the Hu Ben Army cavalry are gathered together, no one can rush up. If they launch an attack forward, the formation will definitely be scattered. With the current training level of the Hu Ben Army cavalry, when attacking, they cannot maintain the integrity of the formation and are easily defeated by the enemy.

"Da da da da!"

"Da da da da!"

"Da da da da!"

The dense sound of horse hooves was like a muffled thunder, or a heavy hammer, constantly hitting the hearts of every Hu Ben Army soldier. The Hu Ben Army cavalry who participated in such a large battle for the first time felt that their heartbeats were beating very fast. They held the palms of the Hu Ben Gun's palms and even began to sweat. The mounts under their crotch also had some adverse reactions due to tension, which led to them having to strengthen their control over the mounts.

The Mongols' riding archers surged up like a tide and soon covered the vast field. Their armor was black with golden yellow, and looked like a group of fierce bees. The sun shone on their golden armor, refracting the same yellow light, making people feel dizzy. However, for the Hu Ben cavalry, such golden yellow is really the best target to identify.

The one who rushed in the front was three thousand ordinary Mongolian cavalry archers. Their main purpose was to test the strength of the Hu Ben cavalry and at the same time attract the firepower of the Hu Ben cavalry. Behind them were the elite Bai Diao Cavalry led by Lakshen. At the beginning of the battle, the Bai Diao Cavalry was dispatched to give the Hu Ben cavalry a strong force. When the Hu Ben cavalry was caught off guard, the Bai Diao Cavalry suddenly killed, which could effectively surprise the opponent.

Zaisanbuhe felt it was very necessary to let Zhang Zhun see the true combat power of the Mongolqin tribe. He wanted the Huben Army cavalry to know that the cavalry of their Korqin tribe were definitely not so easy to bully. In the past, the reason why they were not opponents of the Huben Army cavalry was because they had not yet dispatched the last elite. Now, Lakshen's Bai Diaoqi Cavalry will tell Zhang Zhun and tell all the Huben Army what kind of combat power the Mongol elites have.

In fact, Lakshen really thought what he thought. Lakshen was very clear about the combat effectiveness of the White Eagle Cavalry under his command. With the cover of the cavalrymen in front, he would definitely be able to get close to the Hu Ben Army cavalry and launch a fatal blow to the Hu Ben Army cavalry. Lakshen was fully confident about the long-range shooting ability of the White Eagle Cavalry. As long as he entered the range of the bow and arrow, all the Hu Ben Army cavalry in the front row would be dead.

"Open fire!"

Zhong Wuying's order without hesitation.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunshots of the Hu Ben Army suddenly resounded through the sky.

A large number of Minnie bombs were poured out, as if a storm appeared in an instant, covering the golden color. The Mongolian cavalry archers who rushed up fell to the ground one after another. In front of the cruel Minnie bombs, they were like paper people, extremely fragile. As long as they were hit by Minnie bombs, they would only have the fate of falling off a horse. Only those Mongolian cavalry archers with great luck could pass through the brutal barrage and continue to rush towards the Hu Ben cavalry.

"spread!"

"spread!"

"spread!"

The Mongolian commanders kept shouting.

In fact, the Mongolian cavalry and archers team has been very dispersed. They surrounded the Hu Ben Army cavalry from three different angles. The distance between the front, back, left and right is generally more than five meters, and some even exceed ten meters. Such a distance can help them effectively avoid the guns and bullets of the Hu Ben Army cavalry and allow them to have a higher survival rate.

However, their target of attack is the Hu Ben cavalry team in the middle of the wilderness. Therefore, as the distance shortens, their queue will inevitably narrow, just like a fan. The more you reach the middle, the denser the team will be, and the greater the chance of being hit.]

In fact, the muskets of the Tiger Ben Army cavalry are so fierce that it is absolutely impossible for Mongolian cavalry archers to avoid them all. Even if their people can temporarily lie on the horse's back or even hide under the horse's belly to effectively avoid Minnie bombs, their war horses cannot avoid it. The target of the war horse is too big and too easy to be hit. Once their war horses are hit, they will also lose their combat effectiveness.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

The Mongolian cavalry archers galloped at high speed kept falling off their horses, making shocking sounds and stirring up dust. These dust and white smoke produced by the Hu Ben cavalry shooting were connected to each other, filling the entire battlefield.

If someone falls off a horse, it will inevitably lead to chaos. The companions rushing up from behind cannot dodge all of them in the high-speed gallop. Therefore, the Mongols who fall off the horse were either trampled to death by war horses or hit by war horses, and there was no chance of survival. As more Mongolians fell off horses, serious chaos occurred on the front line of the Mongolian cavalry.

"Damn it!"

Zaisanbuhe saw it from behind and couldn't help but be anxious and angry.

Every Mongolian rider who is knocked off the horse is his precious wealth. The population of the Mongolians is not very large. It is quite difficult to train a archer. Bow riders must start rigorous training from an early age. Once they miss their age and their bones are basically fixed, there is no way to train them. It seems that Dai Qin is a typical example.

However, this is not enough. They have to pray that the child can grow up smoothly without disaster or illness. The medical and health level in the Mongolian prairie is quite low, and the child's death rate is very high. Basically, every four children born, one child will die halfway. It seems that even if Zai Sambu and himself have the best witch doctor and the best medicine, they will die five children in advance, let alone others.

It is absolutely impossible to compete with the Han people in the population. The population of any Han people is much larger than that of the Mongolians. The Ming army can replenish hundreds of thousands of strong men at any time, but the Mongolians have to wait for several years if they want to replenish 10,000. Therefore, what Zai Sangbu and the focus are not how many casualties are on the Hu Ben Army, but how many casualties are on their own.

Judging from the scene I just saw, the Hu Ben Army cavalry is indeed very cruel. Two hundred meters away from them, the Mongolian cavalry archers kept falling down. The Hu Ben Army cavalry's muskets are so fierce that it is not easy for the Mongolian cavalry to enter the range of 80 meters of bows and arrows! I wonder how much the Mongolians will pay in this process?

Of course, with a large number of people killed and injured, I believe that Mongolian cavalry archers can break through the other party's barrage. The question is, how many cavalry archers can break through these barrages? And how many chances are they still survived after shooting the first arrow. If they only shoot two or three arrows and are killed by the Hu Ben cavalry, they will be completely going up to die!

"what to do?"

"what to do?"

"what to do?"

Zaisanbu and Hu regretted it.

He felt that he was wrong. He shouldn't have fought like this with the Hu Ben cavalry. If he fought like this, there would be too many people who died or injured. The current Korqin tribe is indeed unable to afford it! The previous losses were already huge. If he continued to lose, God knows how many people would have to die in battle. But, just turned around and fled like this in shame? Zaisanbuhe was also unwilling to do so. There was no way, so he had to continue watching to see if the war situation would change.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

While killing Sambu and being in a dilemma, the musket shooting of the Hu Ben cavalry became even more fierce. It turned out that when he saw the Mongols' white eagle riding up, Zhang Zhun immediately let all the snipers around him go into the battle. The first thing he wanted to kill was these white eagle riders.

Among the five thousand people of the Tiger Ben Army cavalry, the most active fighting was the soldiers of the Lion Cavalry and the Bear Cavalry who participated in the first large-scale war. They were excited and excited. This was the first time they participated in such a huge battle. What they were facing were tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry! With so many goals, it was really satisfying to fight.

It seems that Meng Xia and others are simply crazy. Seeing the Mongolian rider slasher after Mongolian, their sense of accomplishment is self-evident. It’s so cool. These Mongolian Tartars are today! Let you come to Northern Zhili to play wild! Let you bully us Han people! Let you know what it means to come and go!

"Sir, it seems that the white eagle is riding on it."

Suddenly, Wang Shide quietly reminded him.

He is a new player in the battlefield. He feels everything is fresh and can't help but say it. Relatively speaking, Zhang Zhun and the people around him have long been used to seeing anything on the battlefield. Even if he sees the gods appear, he will not have a big reaction. Bai Diao rode up, Zhang Zhun had seen it long ago. So what about Bai Diao rode up? Isn't the same cruel Minnie bomb waiting for him?

Of course, Laxhin would not think so. Laxhin was very confident in his troops. He felt that the only thing he had to do was to enter the range of 80 meters of bows and arrows. As long as he entered this range, he could effectively cause damage to the Hu Ben cavalry.

"quick!"

"superior!"

"kill!"

Laxhin kept encouraging his subordinates.

His subordinates, those white eagle riders and archers, were indeed powerful. Their war horses were the best and the fastest running speed. They were like a whirlwind, surpassing their companions in front and whizzing towards the Hu Ben cavalry.

"Bang!"

Meng Xia raised his hand and shot it.

A white eagle driver who rushed to the front fell to the ground.

This was awesome, and the surrounding white eagle cavalry suddenly had a slight chaos. The white eagle cavalry who was beaten to death was a centurion. Among Mongolian riders, the centurion is a very critical role. At the age of thousands of archers, the appointment mainly depends on the preferences of tribal leaders and for balance considerations. Therefore, the ability of thousands of archers may not be very superb. However, the centurion is a real first-class warrior.

All the Mongolian centurions were selected by the Mongolians themselves. How to choose? Of course it was a competition. Every year, Nadamu is not only a good opportunity for Mongolian men and women to date blindly, but also a fierce competition for centurions. There are many warriors participating in the competition every year, and only the last winner can serve as centurions. It is conceivable how strong these people are. Therefore, the fall of each centurion means the most elite loss.

"Eternal Heaven!"

Lakshin couldn't help but yell.

It was not a good thing that a centurion was killed when he was so far away from the Hu Ben cavalry. This was indeed not a good thing. The bad omen made Laxhin feel very frustrated. However, before he could fully react, a centurion suddenly fell to the ground with a thud. Laxhin's heart suddenly tightened,

In order to boost the morale of the troops, most centurions and tenth commanders rushed in the front when charging, so they were the ones who suffered casualties first. However, in general battles, it was impossible for the enemy to have the chance to hit them. Because their range of bows and arrows is basically over 100 meters. In other words, the enemy has not had the chance to take action yet, and they have already killed the enemy first.

In the past, Mongolian cavalry archers easily destroyed the opponent by relying on the long range of bows and arrows. Only the Hu Ben Army. The range of the Hu Ben Army's muskets was too far. They exceeded one hundred meters farther. The Hu Ben Army fired continuously at a distance of two or three hundred meters. In this way, the Mongolian centurion and tenth captains had no chance to take action.

On the side of the Hu Ben cavalry, some soldiers, especially those who were sniper-born, learned a set of effective ways to identify targets from Zhang Zhun. They could basically tell what kind of targets are the most valuable ones by just a few glances. Under the guidance of this ability, the Mongolian centurion immediately became a tragedy.

What's more, when Zhang Zhun found that Bai Diao was riding up, he immediately sent all the snipers around him. With them mixed in the crowd and shooting, Bai Diao's casualties were naturally very serious. Until now, the Mongolians still don't know that the white feather on Bai Diao's helmet brought them no longer luck, nor the protection of immortality, but the greetings from the god of death.

"bring it on!"

Meng Xia and others were excited and shot repeatedly.

The appearance of the Bai Diaoqi made all their original snipers focus on the Bai Diaoqi. Who told those Bai Diaoqi to stare at a white feather on the helmet? Such cool equipment, you won’t be willing to not beat others!

"Bang!"

Yu Yingyou also fired.

"Plop!"

A Mongolian centurion fell head-on.

Yu Yingyou noticed that the target had been two or three seconds, but because of the blocking of the Mongols in front, he had not found a chance to shoot. Now, he finally found an opportunity and finished him with one shot.

"What?"

"Three more dead?"

Lakshin felt his tongue bitter, as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis.

He would rather not know the death information of his subordinates, because this was indeed too great a blow to him. At such a long distance, there were a large number of casualties, and so many centurions were killed. What would it look like if they got closer in a while? Fallen from groups?

"Bang!"

"Bang!"
To be continued...