When Basundagen heard the reprimand, the muscles on his face twitched a few times, but he did not refute it. After all, the Rabbit is a descendant of the Golden Family and has a noble surname~Borjijin.

Although he had more soldiers than the Strength Rabbit, he could only focus on the Strength Rabbit.

"As for orders! Lord Taiji!" Basundagan agreed and ordered his subordinates to prepare.

The battle in the distance continued. Li Rusong waved his saber with all his strength and directly cut off the opponent's steel knife. The saber castrated without diminishing force, and cut a fatal wound on the enemy's body.

When he raised his head again, there were already half-armored postmen around him, and the Mongolian cavalry coming to the rescue had been killed.

Listening to the wailing of the Mongols around him, his eyes slowly swept over them, and fell to the distance, ready to attack the Tatar cavalry.

Li Rusong raised the sabre full of gaps and roared wildly: "Ming Dynasty... Wansheng! Royal Postman... Wansheng!"

More than a hundred postmen who won also raised their weapons and shouted: "Wansheng! Wansheng..."

The shouts of more than one hundred people overshadowed the voices of two thousand Tatars, and echoed around them for a long time and never disappeared.

"Deputy Captain! The Tartars are moving. Should we wait until the lord arrives..." The postmen following Li Rusong were a little nervous, and the successive pursuits left them with little energy.

Moreover, the Tatar reinforcements were nearly 2,000, and more than ten times the strength was like a heavy mountain, which made everyone breathless.

Li Rusong didn't say anything, as if he hadn't heard his subordinates' reminder. His eyes fell behind the Tatars, those captured women.

Seeing them being insulted by the Tatars, Li Rusong felt like a fire was burning in his heart.

Suddenly, a woman couldn't bear the dirty hands she grabbed on her body. She bit her dirty hands hard, got up and ran out.

The dirty-handed owner was furious and jumped onto the war horse and chased after him in the blink of an eye. An exploration landed on the woman's neck, and the woman was dragged on the ground by the war horse until she was silent.

The whirring heat spurted out of the armor of the face, and Li Rusong felt that his whole body was ignited by anger. He turned around and looked at the tired postman and said, "Brothers! Did you see it?"

It was there that the people of the Ming Dynasty were robbed and the women were insulted by them. Do we still have to retreat?

Even if we are killed in the battle today, we will kill all the Tatars. Are you willing to go with me?"

"See you to the death!"

"The Ming Dynasty has won thousands of victories!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

...

As Li Rusong said, the anger of the postmen was ignited again, and they clasped their steel knives one by one, glaring at the rushing enemy.

Li Rusong raised his saber and was about to issue an order to charge. Suddenly, he felt a tremor on the earth, and the sound of rolling wheels came from behind him.

"Deputy Captain! It's the chariot of the adults! Let's make way for us to follow the chariot to defeat the enemy!" The postman said with surprise in his voice beside Li Rusong.

"Huh!" Spit out the turbid air in his chest, Li Fan glanced at the enemy getting closer and closer, and ordered: "Execute the order!"

Basundagen, who was leading the team to charge and planned to crush more than 100 Ming troops in one fell swoop, was a little confused. Why did the Ming army, who had just fought to the death, retreat to one side?

Just as he was hesitating whether to pursue, a large amount of smoke and dust appeared directly in front of him.

The Ming army is here to help?

Before Basundagan could give orders, smoke and dust came out of the war chariots, revealing their ferocious figures.

Chariots? Haven’t this weapon been replaced by cavalry long ago? Why did it appear on the battlefield?

Basundagen was a little confused, but it was a little difficult to avoid the chariot. This place was not an open grassland. There were dense woods and low mountains on both sides of the road. There were not many places for cavalry to rush, which was why he had only sent 300 people just now.

At this moment, he had only two choices, either hitting the chariot head-on, or turning around and running away, riding and shooting, wolves tactics, etc., and he couldn't play it out at all.

Thinking of turning around and being killed by the Ming army, Basundagen gritted his teeth and waved his steel knife and ordered loudly: "Run! Warriors! Kill the Ming people's war horses pulling carts, and the Ming people will let us kill them!"

The Tatar cavalry were inspired, and they took out their bows and arrows and rushed towards dozens of chariots. Looking at the chariots that were getting closer and closer, Basundagen showed a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The biggest weakness of a chariot is the war horse that pulls a chariot. As long as it can kill the war horse, the chariot is a living target that cannot move.

It's getting closer! As long as you get closer and enter fifty steps, you can defeat the Ming army!

Standing on the chariot and holding the shaft tightly with both hands, Li Fan was almost flew out of the chariot several times.

Although the new carriage uses shock-absorbing springs, running wildly on this pothole-dense dirt road is a torture.

If it weren't for the new carriage that used steel axles and copper tiles, the axle could break if it was just bumps.

After looking at the enemy getting closer and closer, Li Fan gritted his teeth and ordered: "Prepare the crossbow and put on the explosion arrows, so that these local beggars can know how powerful our royal postmen are!"

The flag was swinging, and the crossbow on the chariot was pulled away. However, it was not arrows that fell into the groove, but bamboo tubes with tail feathers installed one by one. These bamboo tubes similar to arrows were the killer weapons prepared by Li Fan for the postmen.

It is filled with gunpowder and waste residue from failed steelmaking. These waste materials are useless, but they are of different shapes and are very hard.

Put them in a bamboo tube with gunpowder, and then explode, the power of the pointing and explosion is enough to penetrate the leather armor, and there are almost no living creatures within two meters of radius.

The two sides were apart a hundred steps away, and Li Fan issued an order to attack. The strength of the crossbow was not comparable to that of a bow and arrow. The postmen lit the fuses on the burst arrow and fired them hard.

Basundagen, who was proud, was shocked when he saw the Ming army shooting thick arrows. But he didn't care too much, and the killing caused by more than a dozen arrows was limited.

With the effort to pay the price, he also wanted to break the Ming army's chariots. As long as he killed a few chariots in the front row, the Ming army's chariots would hit each other by themselves.

Then it was time for them to show their power, and Basundagen could not wait to taste the fruits of victory. He wanted to cut off the head of the Ming general and become the medal of his fame in one battle.

Before he could be proud, a loud "boom!" exploded among the dense cavalry. Just when the others were still confused and didn't know what was going on, one after another exploded.

Flashes of air raged among the Mongolian cavalry, sending screaming cavalry, people and horses to the sky.

The Mongolian cavalry that originally charged neatly was completely in chaos. Every time they exploded, the people within two meters of radius would be cleared, and blood, broken limbs and broken arms were everywhere.

The damage caused by the explosion is far more than that. The huge sound and firelight make the war horses frightened and neighed. They are no longer controlled by the riders and begin to run around in the team, causing greater chaos.
Chapter completed!