The most reckless man in the Ming Dynasty

Firearms alone cannot win a battle!

Unless firearms undergo another leapfrog qualitative change and possess a terrifying lethality that can destroy everything!

This time, the muskets and artillery only fired several times in succession, and the surging Mongolian cavalry crossed a not-so-long distance and violently crashed into the barricades, wooden stakes, trenches, and wooden carriages that were used as obstacles in front of the battle...

It seems that the Mongolian cavalry that rushed in suffered heavy casualties.

But in fact, even though firearms have existed for a long time in this era, cavalry is still the king of the battlefield, without any dispute.

Previously, Zhongshan Hou Tang Hao led 10,000 elite soldiers to bloodbath the entire Liaodong, Liaoxi, Daning, Kaiping and other places, seemingly unstoppable and unparalleled in combat power.

But the family knows their own business. The barbarian tribes in these places, including the Jurchen tribe, were hastily fighting and had never seen the sharp firearms and artillery of the Ming army, so they were caught off guard!

However, the situation this time was completely different. The Left Mongols had not only prepared for firearms, but they also had hundreds of tiger squat cannons purchased from the Ming army in Hetao.

If An Guo had not been cunning and tricked Dayan Khan Batu Mengke, causing their tiger squat cannons to misfire due to lack of gunpowder, then the outcome of this battle would be hard to say!

The Ming army simply had the advantage of geographical location and advance preparation. If they had rushed into battle during the march, the cavalry's impact and horse shooting would have been the most terrifying thing about the cavalry!

On the battlefield, facing the endless firearms attack of the Ming army, Dayan Khan Batu Mengke made a wise choice. One by one, the temporary shield carts were pushed onto the battlefield by the auxiliary soldiers. These shield carts were made of iron plates inside and leather such as cowhide outside, which was enough to resist the attack of some lead bullets and stone bullets!

The knights on the left wing learned to be smart, hiding behind the shield car and advancing slowly. Their archery skills were top-notch, and their bows and arrows were accurate and fierce, specifically shooting at the face and neck. Even with the protection of armor, the Ming army soldiers suffered continuous casualties, and the lethality was comparable to the Rumi gun.

The left-wing Mongolia took this opportunity to regroup.

Seeing this, Tang Hao was not idle either.

Among the soldiers of the Beijing Army, the most elite and most luxuriously equipped Tiger and Leopard Battalion officially entered the battlefield.

As the direct personal army of Zhongshan Marquis Tang Hao, the Tiger and Leopard Battalion has followed Tang Hao in the north and south over the years, and has long been tempered into an iron army through the battlefield fighting, with the most lethality among the Beijing Army!

Under long-term fighting, these Tiger and Leopard Battalions also suffered heavy casualties, but they will soon be replenished with fresh blood and have maintained high combat effectiveness.

With the waving of the flag, 10,000 Tiger and Leopard Battalion soldiers quickly rushed to the first row of the battlefield and waited in full battle array.

The left wing army continued to advance with the help of shield carts. The distance between the two sides reached 100 steps. The front row of musketeers knelt on one knee and raised the black muzzle of the gun.

80 steps, 70 steps, 60 steps!

Getting closer and closer!

But the Tiger and Leopard Battalion did not move at all.

They were waiting for the order from their own lord!

"Shoot!"

Finally, Tang Hao gave an order, white smoke filled the battlefield, and the painful howling of Mongolian soldiers was heard.

After the first batch of shots, the front row of musketeers quickly retreated to the back, and the three-stage shot was perfectly fired.

The hot lead bullets hit the flesh and blood body without any protection, and the limbs flew all over the sky, and there was a glaring red everywhere.

The Tiger and Leopard Battalion fired three rounds of shots, and the Mongolian soldiers were killed and wounded. The ground was covered with limbs and blood, dyeing the land in front of them red!

At close range, the killing power of the three-barreled gun was comparable to that of a large spray gun. Even the shield carts of the left wing of Mongolia could not resist it. The Mongolian soldiers hiding behind the shield carts were instantly shot into sieves.

The whole battlefield could only hear the deafening sound of muskets, and the smoke was filled, covering the eyes.

Through the smoke, in front of the Tiger and Leopard Battalion's firepower network, the Mongolian Tatars fell in groups, which was easier than cutting wheat.

A sturdy Mongolian man, bare-chested, holding a big iron axe in his hand, rushed up frantically.

He tried to break through this desperate firepower network alone, but it was destined to be impossible.

The Mongolian warrior crossed the trench and ran forward with all his might. He was still fifty or sixty steps away from the Tiger and Leopard Camp. Suddenly, his body shook and the lead bullet hit his lower abdomen. His skin and flesh exploded and his internal organs poured out from the fist-sized wound.

The Mongolian man's facial features twitched. He barely lowered his head to see the hideous wound on his abdomen. His body shook and he fell to the ground.

There were others who were even more miserable than him. Their heads were blown off and their shoulders were broken. They fell to the ground in pieces. The blood flowed into the grassland on the ground along the ditch. The thick smell filled the air and almost made people sick.

The left-wing army could not break through to fifty steps at all. It was as if a life-and-death line was blocking there. Rushing through would mean death!

This is the power of the fire gun!

This is the firepower network built by the Tiger and Leopard Camp!

The rest of the Ming army was not idle either. They seized a great opportunity.

"Fire!" An Guo shouted hoarsely.

With the order, the fuse was lit and burned.

Under the impetus of gunpowder, ten-pound lead bullets hit the Tartars at lightning speed!

Bang!

The shield cart was hit head-on and instantly broke into pieces, with wood chips flying all over the sky.

The lead bullets continued to move forward, smashing three corpses, and most of their bodies were smashed into meat paste!

Then the lead bullets hit the shield cart behind them heavily, smashing the wheels, and after bouncing up, they actually broke the legs of two Tartars.

A lead bullet is a bloody alley. Even if it is not hit head-on, the flying wood chips are like a flying knife of Xiao Li. There are countless injured Tartars.

Shield cars began to suffer targeted attacks one after another, and the tiger squat cannon spewed fierce flames again.

The iron balls twisted together and fired out in a piece.

Wherever they passed, they were either dead or injured.

More lead bullets and iron sand fell from the sky, like flowers scattered by fairies, splashing blood flowers on the Tartars in front.

They screamed in embarrassment, wailed miserably, and then fell down in groups, with huge blood holes all over their bodies, which was even more painful than cutting wheat!

Nearly a hundred tiger squat cannons of all sizes fired together, shaking the earth and mountains, with a terrifying momentum. All the Tartars who rushed up were drowned in the smoke, crying for their parents.

Seeing this scene, Dayan Khan Batu Mengke closed his eyes in pain.

He knew very well that the Ming army was invincible.

Although both sides suffered casualties, the left wing of Mongolia undoubtedly suffered more serious casualties!

These are the elite of Mongolia, they can't just die here!

Compared with the Ming army, Dayan Khan Batu Mengke hates the damned rebels such as Yibula and Mandulai even more!

If it weren't for them, the Great Mongolia would not have fallen into civil strife, nor would it have given the Ming army an opportunity to take advantage of it!

When he thought of this, Dayan Khan Batu Mengke made a decision!

He can lose this war, and the left wing of Mongolia can also lose, but the bastards such as Yibula and Mandulai must die!

Even if it costs a heavy price, these rebels must be killed!