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Volume Three, Chapter 33, Unexpected

Damn, catapult!

Seeing this, Ji Nang's face changed drastically.

With so many catapults, I'm afraid there will be thousands of troops to lose now!

He didn't know that the Ming army threw the giant sky-bombing thunder, so he just thought that the Ming army threw the big stone.

Of course he knew the power of this catapult. The stone bombs thrown out were at least twenty or thirty kilograms. When they were hit, they could not withstand even the strongest warriors.

As for how the catapult was broken, he knew it. He rushed over and cut the catapult into pieces.

At this time, the casualties of thousands of people seemed to be inevitable. He could only grit his teeth and wave his whip, and rushed towards the Ming army's chariot formation with his subordinates.

He even wondered how to torture him if he caught the new top scorer to relieve his hatred.

At this moment, a shocking sound of "boom boom boom" disrupted his thinking, and the "stone bombs" that flew over actually exploded!

The loud noise was so scary that even Jiban shivered.

What's going on?

He quickly turned around and his face turned green. Behind him, tens of thousands of cavalry were already in chaos. I don’t know how many people were dropped, and how many war horses were running around. The entire charge formation was out of touch, and there were less than half of them rushing ahead.

Are you still rushing at this time?

Looking at the Ming army's vehicle formation that was so close, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Roar, rush forward and kill them all!"

To be honest, Yang Cong didn't expect that the giant thunder would be so powerful, because he was afraid of casualties and did not dare to test with a real person.

In fact, there were not many Tartar cavalry that were knocked over by giant thunder, at most about two thousand, but there were quite a few frightened war horses, probably less than ten thousand.

The explosion of this giant thunderbolt is different from that of a small thunderbolt. The explosion of the small thunderbolt is only a little louder than the sound of a horse's hooves at most. The war horse may not be frightened. The explosion of the giant thunderbolt is earth-shaking and deafening. In addition, the iron spikes flying everywhere, how can the war horses stand it?

Seeing the chaotic formation of the Tartar cavalry, he couldn't help but smile with relief. Now, with these Tartar cavalry rushing over, it would be difficult to break the formation. He ordered without hesitation: "Hand crossbow, let it go."

"Swoosh swish swish", five or six thousand hand crossbows shot out, and the Tartar cavalry fell down a large row.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Cong ordered: "Go to the sky thunder."

With a "wow", at least six or seven thousand small sky-blasting thunders flew out of the Ming army's chariot formation.

Immediately afterwards, another burst of explosions that made the scalp numb.

Although this small sky-booming thunder does not have the power of the giant sky-booming thunder, it cannot withstand its number. Six or seven thousand small sky-booming thunders exploded at the same time, and a thick fog rose on the battlefield, a thick fog composed of iron needles!

Even if the Tatar cavalry raised their shields to block the enemy, they would inevitably eat an iron needle. That guy was stabbed like a hedgehog on his arms and legs. Who could bear it? A shrill scream suddenly sounded in the Tatar cavalry formation.

Ji'n was wearing armor, so of course it was fine. He just raised his hand and covered his face with his arms. No matter how many iron needles there were, he could not hurt him at all. However, there were not many soldiers under him wearing armor. At this moment, almost everyone who rushed to the front of the car formation was injured. Even without even touching the Ming army, almost everyone began to scream.

This battle cannot be fought. He looked at the long spear that was retracting in the Ming army's vehicle formation, then looked at the soldiers under his hands who were grinning in pain, and could only yell helplessly: "Retreat."

Yang Cong looked at the Tartar cavalry retreating like a tide and couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

this!

Is this a victory?

He was really unbelievable. Twenty thousand infantrymen fought against 40,000 Tatar cavalry, and before the battle was officially started, they ran away.

Is this too unreal?

He was in a daze there, and Zhu Xizhong next to him suddenly howled excitedly: "Sir, do you want to chase him?"

I was so dizzy, what a joke? Twenty thousand infantrymen went to chase 40,000 cavalrymen, were they seeking death?

First of all, don’t talk about chasing or not. Even if you catch up, what can you do? It’s good if others don’t turn back and kill them.

He shook his head slowly and said, "Forget it, the Tatar cavalry did not suffer much loss, and we would not be able to gain any advantage if we chased."

At this time, Zhao Shichun, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but ask excitedly: "Sir, why don't you die and have another wave of catapults?"

Yang Cong looked at the densely packed Tartar cavalry, shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Forget it, we don't have many giant thunders prepared, and now we can't even get five hundred. If we ask the Tartar cavalry to go back, we can't resist it after we regroup and launch another attack."

At this time, the Tartar cavalry had already begun to retreat and caught the bodies of their companions, and some were still collecting war horses that had lost their knights. It was obvious that they were not going to leave anything to the Ming army.

Seeing this, Yang Cong couldn't help frowning.

Damn, I finally won the battle but couldn't get the spoils. What's the matter?

He was frustrated there, and Tang Shunzhi, who was beside him, suddenly said, "Sir, if Tang Kekuan is not dead, he will rush forward as a whole. The Tartars are defeated for the first time and they will not dare to stay for a long time. Even if they dare to turn back, they will have no choice but to face the neat chariot array."

Yes, you can use the Fire Dragon Chariot to attack others directly!

Yang Cong quickly ordered: "Person the Fire Dragon Chariot, keep the formation, and charge all!"

A wave of order flags, and then, the excited howl of Ming army sounded from below: "Roar!"

I saw a few miles long car array pushing forward like a wall. The speed was more than a hundred steps away, which was just a cup of tea.

At this time, the Tartar cavalry were finally scared. The Ming army's chariots were carrying spikes. If they hit them, they would not be covered with holes!

The Ming army chariot formation just started to advance, and the Tartar cavalry retreated crazily like frightened rabbits. They didn't care about the corpses on the ground, but they almost all the frightened war horses were led away by them, leaving only some war horses that were stabbed by iron needles and frantically ran away. They wanted to pull them away.

After the chariot was chasing for about a mile, Yang Cong had to order Mingjin to withdraw his troops because the human body was limited, and pushing the chariot for a few miles would cause cramps in his calves. Anyway, it was impossible for the chariot to catch up with the Tartar cavalry at the current speed. It would be better to stop and clean the battlefield and consolidate the results.

As the Tartar cavalry gradually faded away, sporadic cheers began to sound on the battlefield. Slowly, all the Ming soldiers cheered, and the entire battlefield suddenly became a sea of ​​joy.

Victory, but it actually won. Twenty thousand infantrymen against 40,000 Tatar cavalry, and there were no casualties!

Before the war started, no one could have imagined that this was the result. Not to mention 20,000 infantry, even 200,000 infantry could not win without paying a little casualties against the Tatar cavalry. You should know that when the Yingzong was in the orthodox dynasty, Yexian had only tens of thousands of cavalry under his command, but the Ming army had more than 200,000 elite guards. As a result, the Tatar cavalry had almost no casualties, and the more than 200,000 elite guards were almost destroyed.

Although the battle was because Wang Zhen was blindly commanding, the Ming army was inexplicably defeated, the combat power of the Tatar cavalry was infinitely amplified at that battle, as if they could fight one against five or even one against ten.
Chapter completed!
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