The most reckless man in the Ming Dynasty.

Chapter 343: Slaughter of the Tribe
The chaotic sound of horse hooves trampled on the snow, and a large black mass of cavalry came from afar.

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

Flags were flying, people were shouting and horses were neighing.

This is 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 tribal members.

The leader Dai'er Han looked at these Ming soldiers with a serious expression, and his heart sank to the bottom.

These Ming army 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 forts. A charge from the warriors was enough to scare them into trembling with fear, let alone launching a counterattack.

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

The battle formation of the Ming army.

This is something I haven't seen in a long time.

Of course, the Ming army was able to pursue the Mongols to the north and force them to flee in panic, thanks to their excellent equipment and well-trained battle formations!

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

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

The Ming army is even worse!
Amid the deafening sound of horse hooves, more than a thousand Ming soldiers lined up and waited.

Faced with the charging Jurchen warriors, they did not panic at all, but quickly arranged themselves into three rows. Each soldier calmly took out a handful of black things from the leather bag around his waist, stuffed them into the hole of the strange weapon, and after tamping it down, he filled it with iron balls and pulled out a fuse.

This strange weapon was completely different from the weapons commonly used by the Ming army. It reflected a metallic luster under the sunlight. The formation of three horizontal rows was very strange. Dai'erhan had never seen it before.

It looks like a firearm.

Thinking of firearms, Dai'erhan felt more confident.

Even a fool knows what the outcome will be if firearms are used against cavalry.

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

It can't kill the enemy, and it's very troublesome to reload after firing once. With this time difference, the cavalry can rush to the front and then chop down these idiots who are like living targets!
Dai'erhan was a knowledgeable man. Because he had fought with the Ming army many times, he had some understanding of the Ming army.

Generally speaking, the Ming army's formation usually had a shield formation or a spear formation in the front row, followed by bows and arrows, then spear formations and sword formations. The cavalry was deployed on the left and right wings, and the army would slowly advance only after the arrows were fired in turns.

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

This made Dai'erhan very confused, but it did not affect the Jurchens' attack.

With flags flying and dust filling the sky, hundreds of Jurchen cavalry rushed towards the front line 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 a few hundred Jurchen cavalry, but their charge demonstrated the terrifying momentum of an army of tens of thousands.

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

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

They are the second or even the third batch. Due to the importance of the Beijing Army in defending the capital, there are always reinforcements.

The Beijing troops behind were also well-trained, but the only problem was that they had not experienced the baptism of fighting on the battlefield.

Simply put, it means that you have never seen blood.

They were suddenly faced with a cavalry charge, so they subconsciously became panicked.

Tang Hao squinted his eyes to observe the situation on the battlefield, and couldn't help but be secretly shocked when he saw it.

"No wonder these Jurchen barbarians can dominate Liaodong!"

"Less than a thousand cavalrymen charged, yet they had such a terrifying momentum that it almost destabilized our army!"

"This is just one of the Jianzhou Jurchen tribes. If we give these scumbag barbarians enough time to develop, they will become a serious threat in the future!"

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

Any neighboring barbarians that may threaten the Ming Dynasty should be wiped out directly, not to mention that the Jurchens have a "criminal record". Emperor Chenghua invaded the Jianzhou Jurchens twice and almost wiped out their entire race!

How long has it been since then, and the Jianzhou Jurchens have already accumulated such powerful strength again?

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

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

Do your best!
Kill the Jurchens until they are completely wiped out!
Xu Tianci, who was commanding the battlefield, saw that his comrades were unstable and immediately shouted in a low voice: "Don't panic!"

"Perform the usual training movements, hold the musket horizontally, and prepare to shoot!"

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

The Ming army soldiers, who had been somewhat confused before, immediately calmed down.

They went to Liaodong to make military achievements, not to send their heads off thousands of miles away.

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

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

Five hundred steps, four hundred steps, three hundred steps... The deputy general's face turned pale. He could even see the ugly and ferocious faces of the Jurchen barbarians opposite him!

"General..."

Xu Tianci's expression remained unchanged, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

When he was almost two hundred steps away, he suddenly shouted, "Light the fire!"

The soldiers of the Beijing Army immediately pointed the burning fire stick at the fuse of the three-barreled gun.

Boom boom boom!
The next moment, a thunderous sound shook the earth!
A large number of the charging Jurchen cavalry fell down in an instant!

Even the camp where Dai'erhan was located was frightened and in chaos. The war horses under everyone's crotch were in a panic, neighing and standing up. Countless people were thrown off their horses and fell heavily into the snow.

"what is that?!"

Dai'er Han yelled in horror.

No one could answer his question.

The leader of the Hunhe tribe of the Jianzhou Jurchens could only watch as bursts of white smoke floated by, and then the charging tribal warriors screamed and fell off their horses, without any warning and without any power to resist!

Every time the Ming army used a fire stick to light the fuse, after a loud bang, a large number of charging tribal warriors would scream and fall off their horses!

Dai'er Han was not stupid, and 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 nearly half of the tribal warriors had been knocked down before the two sides even started fighting!
"Damn it!"

Dai'er Han roared.

These are all the young and strong people from the Hunhe tribe!

The young and strong men of the tribe symbolize the strength of a tribe and are the main force of the tribe's hunting!

If all of them were killed here, the fate of the Hunhe tribe would be miserable. The remaining old, weak, women and children would either starve to death or freeze 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 troops!"

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

As long as we rush close to the front, these Ming troops will be lambs to be slaughtered by us!
"For the tribe!"

Dai'erhan shouted loudly, drew out his jewel-studded scimitar, and led the charge!

The five or six hundred tribal warriors behind him did not retreat. They followed their leader and rushed into the battlefield shouting.

Seeing this, Xu Tianci sneered.

He waved the command flag in his hand, and another team of a thousand men armed with Rumi guns immediately launched an attack.

The range of the Rumi gun is longer than that of the three-barreled gun, and because of the presence of the rear sight and the front sight, its accuracy is higher.

The soldiers of the Beijing Army targeted the generals of the Jurchen cavalry, including Dai'erhan, and started a brutal killing mode.

Dai'erhan was wearing a suit of iron armor, and from its rusty appearance it was not difficult to tell that it was passed down from their ancestors.

Because Liaodong was bitterly cold and the Jurchens did not engage in production, their handicraft industry was backward. Even after entering the Iron Age, it was still too difficult for them to forge a set of armor.

Therefore, in the Jurchen tribes, the situation of "one Jia is passed down for three generations, and the Jia remains even after the person dies" was often seen.

A soldier from the Beijing army aimed at Dai'erhan, but the lead bullet bounced off his armor and only scratched Dai'erhan's face.

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

However, the next moment, he could not scream. A lead bullet with unparalleled force hit his neck accurately, then penetrated his entire neck and flew out from the other side, leaving a bloody hole on his neck!
Dai'erhan covered his neck in horror, blood gushing out continuously, and his consciousness became more and more blurred, until finally everything went black in front of his eyes, and he fell headfirst to the ground.

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

The Jurchen cavalry continued to charge and did not stop just because their leader was sacrificed.

The ferocity in their bones has been completely aroused, and they must not lose to the weak Ming troops before them!
However, all the Ming army soldiers did was to mechanically ignite and fire continuously. After the gunpowder bullets in the three holes were fired, the first row retreated quickly, and the Ming army soldiers in the back row with full bullets quickly took over, and then continued to ignite and fire.

The three-stage shooting perfectly makes up for the defect that it takes time to reload ammunition and successfully builds a firepower network.

The Jurchen cavalry, which was charging rapidly, had slowed down their attack speed significantly.

The Ming army was already afraid of the loud firearms in their hands. The Jurchen cavalrymen who were charging in the front were shot and fell off their horses, which also created a human obstacle for the Jurchen cavalrymen charging behind them. Many horses were tripped by the fallen comrades, and a large group of them fell down. Before they could get up, they would fall screaming in a pool of blood...

Chaos!

The battlefield is in chaos!
The Jurchen cavalry's charge 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 powerful!
But when they witnessed more and more of their comrades dying one after another, fear finally swallowed up all their courage!
In the charging team, there were people shouting and neighing, people howling, people cursing, and some people even fled in fear...

But the Ming army had already set up a trap and surrounded the entire Hunhe tribal base.

There is only one word to describe their fate!

dead!
(End of this chapter)