Boom, boom, boom The Mongolian Tatars were drowned in the artillery fire. Not only the squatting tiger cannon, but also the large-caliber red cannons joined in. Hail-like shells hit their heads and faces, and a cloud of gunpowder smoke rose into the sky. A few Tatars were Be unlucky. . . Speaking of which, the Mongolian ministries are not very wealthy, and the number of heavy cavalry is limited. The two hundred men under Surtu are considered a trump card. As a result, at least seventy or eighty people were killed after a cannon attack. Bodies were scattered everywhere, and fifty or sixty people were injured. The remaining Tatars were all dumbfounded. They had never seen such ferocious artillery. They turned their horses around and ran away. No matter how they shouted, they refused to listen. They didn't want to be cannon fodder! They fled for their lives, and the other Tatars also retreated. The good offensive collapsed all of a sudden. The mountains and plains were filled with retreating soldiers. Li Shutai was furious! The most important thing about cavalry is to go all out. If the infantry can't solve this problem, how can they have the nerve to take Handan back? "Prince Badali, I am a warrior of the Qing Dynasty. Behind every ten people there is a war supervisor, holding a sharp ax. Anyone who dares to retreat will look at him. When the battle is over, whoever has ax marks on his body will immediately show his head to the public! This is the military It is precisely because of this that we, the Qing warriors, are invincible! If we retreat casually, how will we be different from the thieves and bandits?" "Badali was arrogant. Although Li Shutai did not say it explicitly, he said: Every sentence is an accusation that the Mongolian army has no discipline and is just a bandit. Badali was so angry that he had no place to express it, and his eyes were red from holding in his anger. "Your Majesty, your Majesty, something bad has happened. Master Surtu is dead!" "What?" The soldier who delivered the letter was so frightened that he trembled all over and said cautiously: "Your second brother. Master Surtu has been killed. He was shot to death, but the slaves were incompetent and did not take it back" Before he could finish his words. Badali exploded with anger, and he whipped out his sword. "Death, die for Ben Wan!" With one swing of the knife, the head flew up more than three feet, and blood spurted everywhere. The fishy smell seemed to calm Badali a little. "Master Li, you don't need to be sarcastic. I will lead my subordinates to kill him personally. I will not stop until I kill all the bright dogs!" As he said this, Badali urged his war horses to charge forward. The prince had moved, and the Tatars behind him couldn't watch. They followed one after another, and the defeated soldiers had to turn around and attack An'an again. Li Sutai looked at their backs. He snorted coldly. These Mongols have no military discipline at all. They can only use them to weaken the Anhui army. As for winning, the powerful Eight Banners force is indispensable. "Come down the order, let all the warriors get ready, with heavy armor in front, archers on the wings, and musketeers in the middle. Follow my flag later. Work together to defeat the Ming army!" Li Shutai can indeed be regarded as a general. talent. He has already seen the problem with the security phalanx. No matter how sharp the firearm is, charging it takes time. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡ "Hmph, let those idiots play with you for a while, and then I'll take care of you!" Apart from having confidence that he didn't know where it came from, Badali was also a loser. Facing An's phalanx, he had no good ideas. , can only fight hard. "Listen to me, cavalry and archery are the unique skills of our Mongolian warriors. You circle the Ming Dog's phalanx and keep firing arrows to consume them all!" When the people below heard this, they had no other choice but to nod in agreement. . Soon the Mongolian soldiers continued to attack Anbao, constantly raiding in, throwing bows and arrows. It has to be said that the people on horseback have inherent advantages. They stand firmly against their feet. Using a bow to shoot arrows, with the help of horse power, the bow and arrow can be thrown to about 200 steps. Genghis Khan relied on this unique skill to conquer the unprecedentedly vast Mongol Empire. Badali wanted to copy the success of his ancestors, but he obviously made the wrong calculation. The An** have weapons with a longer range than their bows and arrows, and weapons alone are nothing. There is also a sky eye in the sky that can see everything about the Tatars. As long as the cavalry gathered a little, it was probably a signal to attack. The message was immediately passed down from above, and Li Laiheng mobilized his gunmen to meet the enemy. It is their instinct for the old Guards who have experienced hundreds of battles to play with guns. The minigun can fire three rounds a minute, and some veterans can fire four to five rounds. This speed, coupled with a range of about 400 meters, is simply a perfect sniper weapon. The Tatars rushed forward all at once, and they might be in a hurry, but Badali, a genius, actually wanted to use mounted archery to win the decisive battle, which was simply helping An** improve his record! Aim, shoot, reload, and shoot again. The perfect killing process is easier than target shooting. Gunshots kept ringing out, more than half ofWith a high hit rate, in less than half an hour, seven or eight hundred Tatars fell in front of An'an's formation, and even two of the guards around Badali were killed. It was simply a one-sided massacre. No matter which direction the Tatars attacked from, An** could respond immediately. The fierce firepower left these Tatars with corpses everywhere. This is the earth-shattering change brought about by technological progress. A small With hot air balloons, An** has a firm advantage. Not only can it provide early warning, but it can also guide artillery attacks. Once the Tatars gathered together and news came from the hot air balloon, ten red cannons and twenty field guns were immediately put into action. The shells flew horizontally and could accurately submerge the Tatars every time, creating a staggering effect. Tan Xingming made a rough estimate. With the guidance of the hot air balloon, the hit rate of the artillery has at least doubled. Half of the Tatars that were wiped out were caused by the artillery. The God of War deserves the title. He was smiling from ear to ear, but someone was so angry that he farted. Badali watched helplessly as his men couldn't even get within 200 steps. They were beaten with fire blunderbuss from a distance, leaving corpses all over the place, and they fled in panic. What was in front of me was a hedgehog. He opened his mouth repeatedly, but failed to eat any meat. Instead, he got injured all over his body. The number of casualties is increasing, and the pressure on Badali's shoulders is increasing. "Minggou is too deceptive. You guys rush after me!" "Prince, wait a minute!" A general hurried to Badali's side. He bowed and said, "Your Majesty, Lord Li, please withdraw your troops temporarily. He has made an important discovery." "What discovery?" Badali asked blankly. The general said: "I don't even know about my humble position." "Humph. Let the dog live a little longer for now!" Badali said with a stern expression. He retreated on horseback. His men continued to surround An, but they had long been captured. I was so frightened that I didn't dare to go within 500 meters, so I could only watch from a distance. Li Laiheng simply asked his subordinates to rest in batches to build up their strength. Waiting for the next battle. "Master Li, what do you have to say?" Badali said, wiping the sweat and smoke from his face. Li Shutai hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, have you noticed that there is something different about An's mother?" "What's the difference? Could it be that he has three heads and six arms?" "Look there!" Li Shutai pointed at the sky as he spoke. Da Li quickly raised his head. I saw a huge light green sphere floating in the air. It's more than ten feet in size. There is a basket hanging under the sphere, and there seems to be a figure shaking back and forth. "I've seen it a long time ago. Han people like to play with strange and cunning things. What's the use?" Li Shutai glanced at him with contempt. This man is simply heartless! "My lord, this thing is at least a hundred feet above the ground. As the saying goes, if you stand high, you can see far. You have a panoramic view of the battlefield. Every move you make is under the watchful eye of others. Doesn't this feel good?" A flash of lightning , exploded in Badali's head, and he finally woke up. "It's strange that no matter which side they attack from, they can prepare in advance. I thought they had the ability to predict the future. It turns out that's the case!" Badali said, suddenly his eyes widened and he glared at Li Shutai. "Master Li, since you knew Ming Gou's conspiracy, why didn't you tell me, did the thousands of Mongolian warriors die in vain?" Badali clutched the handle of the knife, looking like he wanted to eat people. "Your Majesty, I just observed with clairvoyance and saw the people on the hanging basket waving small flags to convey signals, and then I guessed the movements of the Ming army. Why are you so angry?" "Huh, I don't care about this. In one sentence, Do you have the ability to deal with Ming Gou? " "That's natural!" Li Shutai sneered: "They are so condescending that they are useless in front of our cavalry! I, the Qing warrior, attack from the front, and you support me from both sides. This time we must eliminate Ming Gou!" Badali reluctantly nodded, Li Shutai's banner moved forward, and the Tatars who had been preparing for the attack surged down the hillside. Five thousand cavalrymen rushed down like a flood that burst a dike and the mountains collapsed. The earth trembled, and the mountains and rivers danced with it. The iron cavalry that dominated the battlefield struck down again. The strong murderous intent made the surrounding air cool down. The timid people were frightened and shivered. "Let's get real!" Li Laiheng and Ma Wannian looked at each other and gritted their teeth. It has been about two hours since the war started. As long as it lasts for two more hours, An'an's large troops will be able to enter the city smoothly, and then the Tatars will die. "Brothers, show your courage, victory or defeat depends on this!" Everyone is ready, and the fire gunners are facing the Tianhe River.The average Tatar didn't have the slightest fear. He knelt on the ground with one leg and waited for the Tatars to come and kill him without any panic. Gradually, the Tatars entered the shooting range, and the calm shooters fired fatal bullets at the same time. The mini bombs rotated rapidly and had a stable and accurate trajectory. In an instant, the Tatars in the front row fell off their horses one after another as if they were struck by lightning. The lethality of mini bombs has exceeded the defense limit of this era. Two or three layers of heavy armor have no meaning. The only thing that can be done is to pray not to be hit. Round after round of gunshots, the Tatars continued to fall, but the people who followed seemed to be unheard and continued to rush forward, and the distance between the two sides was quickly closing. A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Li Shutai's mouth. One general's achievements have led to thousands of bones drying up. No general in the Qing Dynasty has taken advantage of An's hands. He wants to be the first! "Come on, kill the bright dog!" Li Shutai's horse hoof happened to step on the belly of a wounded soldier. With one kick, his intestines were pierced and his eyes burst out. He was not aware of it. His only thought was to defeat An* *! (To be continued) PS: I am in the process of preparing a new book. I need to find more things. There are so many things to do and I am very busy Han Ming will not stop updating, so I will try my best to write as much as possible!