In front of the baggage formation, a large group of cavalry gathered to recover their physical strength. They gasped heavily, and were even more tired than the war horses. Their faces were full of panic and pain. However, they did not get much chance to rest. Under the order of the central army, the chariot camp also began to advance.8┡1 Chinese website

The large cavalrymen were not even in a tentative mood. Many cavalrymen turned around and fled northward. The slow-moving cavalry were scared to death by the sound of small firearms and muskets. They left dozens of corpses and fled northwards quickly.

The dust was flying around, countless cavalry columns fled like small snakes, and there were also several cloud-like melee groups, with gunfire constantly, the smoke and dust became bigger and bigger, and the fire became blurred. The strong smell of sweat in the human body and the smell of sweat in the horse even overwhelmed the bloody smell. Only then did people realize that they were fighting to the death under the scorching sun in the midsummer.

The battlefield was fierce, with fighting and shouting everywhere. At this time, the cannon sounded again. After nearly half an hour, the cannon's tube cooled down and the artillery team continued to fire.

Du Fulei walked between the cannon arrays. He stroked the body of each cannon. He confirmed that he could load and fire again before he ordered the gun teams to continue loading and laying.

The artillery bombardment just now has reached the point where the gun barrel is popular. This time it is estimated that it can be up to six or seven rounds. Du Fulei asked everyone to pay attention to adjusting the elevation angle and must shoot in the places where the cavalry is most densely packed.

Each shell landed in the cavalry with great precision. Every time the smoke pillar rose, a large number of broken arms and turf gravel flew into the air together.

The cavalry began to lose and flee.

The sand in the north was full of people running away. They ran over after the first attack. The people who attacked the second attack were still entangled in the square formation. Only a few cyclists arrived before the chariot camp, but the chariot camp was also advancing, and their space for movement was very limited.

There were scattered and fleeing cavalry everywhere, and those became the targets of war soldiers.

The baggage soldiers and Mongolian guides in the chariot camp saw groups of soldiers killing people with their hands, slashing at the vital points of their chests and necks, and each knife could kill people.

Dozens of soldiers wearing armor-piercing and iron masks swung sticks in the team to smash people. Their sticks weighed more than ten pounds and wrapped in iron. Each stick was swung out with force. Whether it was a man or a horse, they would be blown directly into the mouth of blood. If they were not killed, they would be seriously injured.

They also smashed the person who fell to the ground, and slapped the person's head flattened with every stick.

Even the baggage soldiers were frightened when they looked at such a brutal scene. A group of Mongolian guides turned around and didn't dare to look at it.

The iron people were covered with blood and minced meat, and the originally shining armor had turned blood-red.

When the iron people rushed to the camp of the baggage soldiers, no rangers dared to pass by the jumping soldiers. They would rather die under the gun formation or muskets.

The iron people lifted their masks, their mouths were dry and cracked, and their robes were soaked. Each soldier was wearing a linen made of linen. People could see that through the heavy iron armor, the hem of the linen was constantly dripping downwards. Of course, these water droplets were all the sweat of the soldiers.

Because they were wearing heavy iron armor, the iron people dared not sit down. Someone dragged the corpse over, piled up five or six corpses together, and then sat on the corpse to rest.

The rest of the people followed suit and sat down like this.

More soldiers were sitting or half lying on piles of corpses, and the phalanx had been pushed forward. The soldiers were exhausted with great physical energy. The Central Army ordered them to rest for a while, and everyone seized the time to recover their physical strength.

The square formation composed of long spears continued to move forward, and the che camp followed behind and more Mongolians fled to the sand, and a considerable number of them could not escape and were killed in front of the square formation and the che camp.

The bodies accumulated more and more, and a large number of piles of corpses were left behind after the merchant army advanced.

Countless flags were discarded on the ground, and the unowned war horses were crying on the battlefield.

The sky was dark and smoke and dust covered the battlefield. The cavalry outside the formation fled one after another, and the Mongolian main formation behind the formation no longer sent cavalry. It was obvious that the Mongolian side gave up.

However, the Shang army did not give up. With the dull drum sounds, the soldiers kept forward to kill the enemy cavalry. The two cavalry companies' gun cavalry rushed to the north, constantly firing cavalry guns, wielding sabers, and killing as many enemies as possible.

"The fire is falling, the red and the river is crossing for thirty years..." Ma Chengen suddenly felt a sense of sadness, and he said, "I didn't expect that I would lose so badly today!"

Zhang Jiude's bright red gauze official robe had already been wet, and the fourth-grade replenishment was wet on his body. He said sincerely: "I never thought that using a pure insurgency formation to break the Northern Lu cavalry, this is the way of fighting."

"The silver is piled up..." Chen Hongfan's eyes were full of resentment, and he said, "No matter what, this matter was caused by Yusheng and Zhang Han. The military lord cannot spare him."

Ma Chengen said with a sarcastic look: "The person behind Zhang Wenlan is Wei Daguan. Deputy General Chen seems to be a loyal and righteous man, and he is going to fight with Wei Daguan."

"I will make a mistake." Chen Hongfan suddenly realized... Damn, what did he do? The Ma family is not easy to mess with. If you have the chance, you can fight Ma Chengen. Now you dare to provoke him if you don't have the chance. This is because he is seeking death.

Chen Hongfan changed his face to be flattering and said, "Let's think about it again. The Northern Territory invaded the border and He Yusheng came to rescue him. This is a great contribution."

Ma Chengen glanced at Chen Hongfan: "I will lead the cavalry team to attack and kill the Northern Legs, and the generals will lead the headquarters to defend the city!"

The cavalry team had already been ready. As soon as the Ming army left the city, the Mongolian formation was awakened.

Now nearly half of their cavalry were beaten by the Shang regiment, and the rest were completely lost. The two thousand cavalrymen who left the city were all elite armored, most of whom were shining armor on their bodies. There was a commotion in the center of the Mongolians, and soon the flag was reversed. Then there was a rumbling sound of horse hooves. A few miles apart, the Mongolian formation turned its horse head very decisively and began to escape, not even the defeated and trapped tribes were left.

Despair screams came everywhere, and the Yulin cavalry formed a sharp formation and flew to chase the Mongols in the direction of the escape. A large number of Mongolian troops gave up their herds and felt bags and began to escape all over the mountains.

Before dark, the Northern Barbarians no longer had an array, and there were cavalry scattered and fleeing everywhere. The Ming army was very sure of the opportunity to leave the city. Although they did not catch up with many escaped cavalry, they also completely gave up the establishment of the Northern Barbarians and returned to kill the cut off cavalry, and the damage was also very fruitful.

After dark, torches were lit everywhere, and the smoke gradually subsided, and piles of dead bodies were everywhere on the battlefield.

The baggage soldiers brought the running horses together and began to feed these uneasy animals beans and water.

Hundreds of new recruits were wearing torches, holding snow-lit long swords, and began to cut off the seriously injured Beilu.

There was a nobleman who looked like Taiji. He was seriously injured and was pressed under his horse. He begged for mercy, but the baggage soldiers saw that he was seriously injured, his abdomen was fractured, blood was still gushing out, and his intestines were dragged out. In this case, he could not be saved. Two new recruits cooperated, one grabbed Taiji's small braid, and the other waved his knife and cut off the neck bone. After a crisp sound, he cut off the level.

There was a fallen knight who was a warrior. He rushed into the gun formation several times and killed several gun soldiers with his skillful horsemanship and killing skills. He attracted great attention in the formation battle at that time. Now he was injured and lying in a mud pit full of blood, his face was soaked in a pool of blood. Seeing the baggage soldiers coming to kill people, the Mongolian man cursed in Mongolian words: "Han dog, beast, if you don't die well, you will go to the Avici Hell!"

No one paid attention to him. Although everyone could understand and some people chanted the Buddhist chant, perhaps because they felt a little uneasy about the words of the Mongolian, they still took decisive action. The sharp tip of the knife pierced the man's neck. When the blood surged, the blade turned and slowly cut off the Beilu's head.

Several gunmen were angry that the Mongolian had killed his robes, so they made an appointment to come over, chopped the Mongolian corpse with their swords, and cut them until they were bloody and broken, and even their shoulders and legs were cut off. Then they stopped.

There were various sounds of crying, begging for mercy, crying, screaming and other sounds everywhere on the battlefield. Under the light of torches, countless people were cut off their heads, and then hundreds, thousands of bloody heads were put together and piled up into a small hill still bleeding.

There seemed to be chopping and shouting in the sand in the north, but the weather was dim and I thought the pursuers would retreat soon.

At this time, there are no stars in the starry sky, no moon in the sky, and it is dark everywhere. The pursuers cannot light up the torches and pursue them, so they can only give up.

As for how many Northern Gangs will run away tonight, how many people will be scared and will never return, or how many people will die on the way and die from various accidents, or whether the Ming Dynasty will consider regaining Hetao after this battle, these matters are not within the scope of the Shang Group Army's consideration.

"Three thousand and more than one hundred thousand..." The temperature difference between day and night is particularly large in the near desert area. Zhang Jiude's big red official robe was wet during the day, and a cool breeze blew at night, and he was so cold all over.

However, he didn't care about anything at this time. This Ming bureaucrat in his fifties had never been so shocked in his life!

Even when he was a Jinshi, he entered the palace from the open Meridian Gate in the same year, looked up at the towering three halls and buildings, and was summoned by the emperor and followed the roster with Ban Bi. The excitement at that time has not been forgotten, but even the situation at that time is far inferior to the present.

Three thousand and one hundred thousand are actually exaggerated. The number of cavalry in the warships and soldiers is close to 3,500, and there are more than 5,000 baggage soldiers after that, which is more than 9,000, which is close to 10,000.

The Northern Barbarians sent troops in different orders, with a total of more than 50,000 people, less than 60,000 people.

Even so, it's amazing enough.

After all, the Shang regiment army attacked with combat troops, and more than 3,000 people withstood the impact of more than 50,000 cavalrymen, and kept moving forward to counterattack.
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