The most reckless man in the Ming Dynasty

Chaotic horse hooves trampled on the snow, and a large group of cavalry surged from afar.

At a glance, there were at least six or seven hundred of them.

Flags fluttered, people shouted and horses neighed.

This was the young and strong hunting team of the Hunhe tribe.

However, this time they went out not to hunt and plunder as usual, but to protect their own tribesmen.

The leader Dai Erhan looked at these Ming soldiers with a solemn expression, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

These Ming soldiers were completely different from the Liaodong Ming army in his memory.

Those cowardly Han people only dared to hide behind the walls of the bunkers. The warriors could scare them to tremble with a charge, not to mention launching a counterattack.

But these Ming soldiers in front of them were well-equipped and well-trained. Facing the charge launched by the tribal warriors, they not only did not retreat but formed a formation on the spot.

The battle formation of the Ming army.

This was something I hadn't seen for a long time.

Of course, the Ming army chased the Mongols and made them flee in panic, relying on their excellent equipment and well-trained battle formations!

But that was the Ming army during the Hongwu and Yongle years, not the current Ming army!

In this Liaodong territory, except for the Mongols, no one dared to fight the Jurchen warriors head-on!

The Ming army was even worse!

Amid the deafening sound of horse hooves, more than a thousand Ming soldiers lined up to wait.

Facing the charging Jurchen warriors, they were not panicked at all, but quickly arranged in three rows. Each soldier took out a handful of black things from the leather bag around his waist and stuffed them into the hole of the strange weapon. After tamping it, he filled it with iron balls and pulled out a fuse.

This strange weapon is completely different from the weapons commonly used by the Ming army. It reflects the luster of metal in the sun. The three-row horizontal formation is very strange. Dai Erhan has never seen it before.

It looks like a firearm.

Thinking of firearms, Dai Erhan felt more confident.

Even a fool knows what will happen if you use firearms against cavalry.

Those firearms that make a lot of noise are indeed scary, but they are just scary.

They can't kill the enemy, and it's also troublesome to reload after firing once. With this time difference, the cavalry can rush to the front and chop down these fools who are like live targets!

Dai Erhan is knowledgeable, because he has fought with the Ming army too many times and knows the Ming army.

The military formation of the Ming army, generally speaking, is usually a shield formation or a long spear formation in the front row, followed by bows and arrows, followed by spears and swords, and the cavalry is arranged on the left and right wings. After the bows and arrows are fired, the army will slowly advance.

The more than 1,000 Ming army soldiers not far away only have three rows of horizontal formations, and the weapons in their hands are quite strange...

This puzzled Dai Erhan, but it did not affect the Jurchens' attack.

With flags and clouds rolling and dust filling the sky, hundreds of Jurchen cavalrymen rushed to the front of the Ming army.

The murderous aura as cold as winter was overwhelming, like a black devil with a bloody mouth, rushing towards the Ming army viciously. There were only hundreds of Jurchen cavalrymen, but the charge showed the terrifying momentum of a 10,000-man army.

Under such a terrifying charge momentum, the Ming army's formation suddenly became a little panic, and many Beijing army soldiers were a little frightened.

These Beijing army soldiers were not the first batch trained by Tang Hao himself. The first batch of 50,000 soldiers had long been dispersed to various places, either stationed in Japan or following General An Guo to manage Hetao.

They were the second or even the third batch. Based on the importance of the Beijing army to defend the capital, there were always soldiers to supplement.

And the latter Beijing army soldiers were also well-trained, but the only problem was that they had not experienced the baptism of fighting on the battlefield.

In short, they had not seen blood yet.

Suddenly facing the iron cavalry charge head-on, so they subconsciously panicked.

Tang Hao narrowed his eyes to observe the battlefield situation, and was secretly shocked when he saw this.

"No wonder these Jurchen barbarians can dominate Liaodong!"

"With less than a thousand cavalrymen charging, they have such a terrifying momentum, almost making our army unstable!"

"This is just one of the tribes of Jianzhou Jurchen. If these miscellaneous barbarians are given enough time to develop, they will become a big problem in the future!"

Zuo Yidao beside him nodded in agreement, and his eyes gradually became cold.

Any neighboring barbarians who may threaten the Ming Dynasty should be wiped out directly, not to mention that the Jurchens have a "criminal record". Chenghua attacked the Jianzhou Jurchens twice and almost killed them to extinction!

How long has it been since the Jianzhou Jurchens have accumulated such a strong strength again?

If they are given a few more decades, is it really possible for these Jurchen barbarians to break into Shanhaiguan and steal the Central Plains artifacts?

Zuo Yidao did not dare to think deeply, he could only say in a deep voice: "This time, we must do our best!"

Do our best!

Kill until the Jurchens are exterminated!

Xu Tianci, who was commanding the battlefield, saw that his comrades were unstable, and immediately shouted in a low voice: "Don't panic!"

"Do the usual training movements, hold the muskets horizontally, and prepare to shoot!"

"Anyone who dares to delay the military will be killed without mercy!"

The Ming army soldiers, who were a little confused before, immediately calmed down.

They rushed to this Liaodong land to make military achievements, not to send their heads thousands of miles away.

The soldiers raised their three-barreled guns as ordered and aimed straight ahead.

Xu Tianci stared at the Jurchen cavalry who were getting closer and closer, secretly measuring their distance from the army, waiting for them to enter the range!

Five hundred steps, four hundred steps, three hundred steps...

The deputy general's face turned a little pale, and he could even see the ferocious and ugly faces of the Jurchen barbarians opposite!

"General..."

Xu Tianci's expression remained unchanged, his eyes fixed on the front.

It wasn't until he was almost two hundred steps that he suddenly shouted: "Light the fire!"

The soldiers of the Beijing army immediately pointed the burning fire stick to the lead of the three-eyed gun.

Boom boom boom!

The next moment, an earth-shattering thunderclap sounded!

A large number of the charging Jurchen cavalry fell instantly!

Even Bao'erhan's camp was frightened into chaos. The war horses under everyone's crotch were even more panicked. The neighing men stood up. Countless people were thrown off their horses and fell heavily into the snow.

"what is that?!"

Bao'erhan yelled in horror.

No one could answer his question.

The leader of the Jurchen Hunhe Tribe in Jianzhou could only watch as bursts of white smoke drifted by, and then a large number of the charging tribal warriors screamed and fell down without any warning or resistance!

Every time the Ming army used fire to ignite the fuse, after the loud noise, a large number of the charging tribal warriors always screamed and fell!

Bao'erhan was not stupid. At this moment, he gradually understood something.

It turned out that the strange firearms in the hands of the Ming army were so powerful that before the two sides engaged in battle, nearly half of the tribal warriors had been knocked down!

"Damn it!"

Bao'erhan roared.

These are all the young men of the Hunhe tribe!

The tribe is young and strong, which symbolizes the strength of a tribe and is the main force of tribe hunting!

Once all are lost here, the fate of the Hunhe tribe is destined to be miserable. The remaining old, weak, women and children will either starve to death in the ice and snow, or be annexed by other tribes!

"charge!"

"Everyone charge immediately!"

"We must rush over and kill those Ming soldiers!"

Bao'erhan immediately made a decision, and then personally led the remaining tribal warriors to launch a charge!

As long as they rush to the front, these Ming soldiers will be lambs to be slaughtered, allowing themselves and others to slaughter them!

"For the tribe!"

Bao'erhan shouted loudly, pulled out his gem-encrusted scimitar, and took the lead in charging!

The five to six hundred tribal warriors behind him did not flinch, and followed their leader, roaring and rushing into the battlefield.

Seeing this situation, Xu Tianci sneered at the corner of his mouth.

He waved the command flag in his hand, and another thousand-man team armed with Rumi blunderbuss immediately launched an attack.

The Rumi gun has a longer range than the three-eyed gun, and because of the presence of the rear sight and front sight, the accuracy is higher.

The soldiers of the Beijing army targeted the generals of the Jurchen cavalry, including Bao'erhan, and started a cruel point-to-kill mode.

Bao'erhan was wearing a pair of iron armor, and it was easy to tell from its rusty appearance that it had been passed down from generation to generation.

Because Liaodong was bitterly cold and the Jurchens did not engage in production, the handicraft industry fell behind. Even in the Iron Age, it was still too difficult for them to make a pair of armor.

Therefore, in the Jurchen tribe, there is often a situation where "one armor is passed down to three generations, and the armor remains when someone leaves".

A Beijing Army soldier aimed at Bao'erhan, but the lead bullet bounced off the armor and only scratched Bao'erhan's face.

Stimulated by the blood, the tribal leader became more and more crazy. He kept roaring and roaring, trying to cheer himself up and the tribal warriors.

However, the next moment, he couldn't scream. A lead bullet accurately hit his neck with unparalleled force, then penetrated his entire neck and flew out from the other side, leaving a hole on his neck. Blood hole!

Bao'erhan covered his neck in fear, blood kept gushing out, and his consciousness became increasingly blurry, until finally his vision turned black and he fell to the ground.

If you fall off your horse while charging on the battlefield, there will only be one result, which is to be trampled into a pulp by your comrades behind you!

The Jurchen cavalry were still charging, and they did not stop because of the sacrifice of their leader.

The ferocity in their bones has been completely aroused, and they must not lose to the weak Ming army in front of them!

But what the soldiers of the Ming army did was just to mechanically ignite and fire. After the gunpowder pellets in the three eyes were shot, the first row quickly retreated, and the row of soldiers behind the Ming army who were full of ammunition quickly made up for it, and then continued. Ignite, launch.

The three-stage shooting perfectly makes up for the shortcoming of the time required to refill ammunition, and successfully builds a fire network.

The Jurchen cavalry, which was charging rapidly, had slowed down greatly.

The loud noises in the hands of the Ming army's firearms frightened them. The Jurchen cavalry who charged at the front fell from their horses after being shot. This also created a human obstacle for the Jurchen cavalry charging behind. Many horses were tripped by the fallen Paoze. It was just a big piece, and before they could get up, they would scream and fall into a pool of blood...

Chaos!

The battlefield is in chaos!

The Jurchen cavalry's charging speed is getting slower and slower!

It's not that they are not afraid of death, but they don't believe that the Ming army, which has always been weak, can be so strong!

But when they witnessed more and more of their comrades dying one after another, fear finally swallowed up all their courage!

In the charge team, there were those who screamed, those who cried miserably, those who cursed constantly, and those who fled due to fear...

But the Ming army had already packed their bags and surrounded the entire Hunhe tribe station.

There is only one word for their fate!

die!