The most reckless man in the Ming Dynasty.

Chapter 398: Fight to the point of madness!

The battle is about to break out.

In just the first test, both sides suffered casualties.

The muskets were fired row after row, without stopping!
In this situation, there is no need to even aim, just raise the gun, fire, raise the gun, fire... one action, over and over again!
In return, the Mongol cavalry on the left wing rushed over and fell down in droves like wheat being cut!
For cavalry, battlefield distance is extremely important!

Because if the warhorse wants to increase its speed, there must be enough distance for it to run and accelerate!
Those cavalrymen who cannot charge will become sitting ducks on the battlefield, either dying from enemy crossbows or being surrounded and hacked to death by infantry!

The most effective means of attack for cavalry is to use the unparalleled inertia brought by the charging warhorses to fiercely slash into the enemy's formation!

The terrifying collision of man and horse was enough to crush anything that dared to stand in the way of the cavalry!

After one round of charge, they would quickly withdraw from the battlefield, reorganize the army, and launch a second round of charge from the side. This is the correct way to attack the cavalry.

Of course, if the cavalry wants to quickly leave the battlefield after breaking through the battle formation, it must be a highly qualified cavalry unit!

Without discipline or organization, and with poor quality of war horses and cavalry, such a cavalry team may scatter like eggs hitting a wall after launching the first charge, and it will be impossible to collect them, let alone organize a second round of charge.

The soldiers of the Beijing Army had already understood this point.

In fact, as long as a soldier of the Beijing Army does not lose his mind when facing the threat of cavalry charge, he can definitely kill several times more enemies easily under his own cover.

The fire gun soldiers in the Xianzhen camp have undoubtedly achieved this!
You have to know that the elite among them all followed Zhongshan Hou Tang Hao in a massacre war that lasted for more than half a year. Most of them had slaughtered the elderly, the weak, women and children, not to mention these Mongolian strong men, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

They all have one head on two shoulders, and they will both die if they are hit by a volley of bullets!

In fact, before firearms achieved a certain qualitative change, it would be absolutely difficult to sustain a war relying solely on firearms.

The qualitative change in firearms was mainly in artillery, such as explosive shells that could cause large-scale casualties in one go. The Ming army did not have them and could not produce them.

It is also because of this that when the scale of a battle reaches hundreds of thousands of people, firearms and artillery cannot play a decisive role.

The same is true today.

The muskets only fired several times in succession, and the surging cavalry crossed the not-so-long distance and violently crashed into the barricades, wooden stakes, trenches, and the wooden carriage frames that were used as obstacles in front of the battle...

Next, they were going to collide with the Ming army's formations.

"Lancer!"

I saw that the left wing cavalry had broken through the outer military formation and was heading straight for the central army.

An Guo suddenly shouted angrily, and the spearmen in the front row of the central army immediately squatted down, raised the spears in their hands diagonally upwards, and placed the back ends on the ground!

The mission of the spearmen is to use their flesh and blood to build a thorn fortress to block the enemy's cavalry charge.

The spearmen in the back row held the spear with their right arms, and their left hands were responsible for fixing and adjusting the direction, with the tip of the spear pointing forward.

The densely packed gun tips are the outer shell of the central army formation, a shell covered with spikes.

As long as the enemy cavalry dares to charge forward, they will surely suffer heavy losses!

However, many of these spearmen were already shaking in their hands and feet.

Who can remain fearless in the face of the cavalry's charge and pressure?
They are all flesh and blood people. Who would not be afraid when they use their flesh and blood to build a defense line?
Especially the spearmen in the front row. Even if their spears can pierce the enemy's horses, even if their spears can knock down the enemy's cavalry, they will not survive!
Because of the terrifying inertia carried by the enemy's horses, they can also be knocked away!
Under such a violent collision, dying on the spot is actually a blessing!
The most feared thing is that those with countless broken bones but still alive will be trampled to death by the chaotic army! For those in that state, every moment they survive is a moment of torture, and their death is extremely miserable!
Dalhan also noticed the dense and sharp spears in the army in front of him, but instead of feeling afraid, he showed a ferocious smile.

As a tribe directly under the auspices of Dayan Khan Batu Mongke, the Kashgar tribe has always received special treatment. After every war, they receive first-tier spoils, so the warriors of the tribe are all elite, and most of them wear armor to withstand some fatal damage!
Even if I have to exchange my life for yours, I will tear apart your front line today!

Dalhan let out long roars to encourage the brave warriors behind him.

"Boys!"

"Eternal Heaven is watching you!!"

Dalhan roared angrily, rode his horse forward with a knife in hand, and actually jumped over the dense spears, and then began a crazy slaughter.

With their leader so brave, the Kashgar warriors naturally did not want to be outdone, and they charged forward fiercely towards the fierce spear.

In an instant, there was a loud bang, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart!

In a flash, the sounds of clashing weapons, the neighing of war horses, screams and wails resounded throughout the battlefield!
Waves of dull thuds continued to be heard, just like the collision of two huge rocks, continuous and like thunder!
With just this one collision, the formation of the front-row spearmen of the Xianzhen Camp was completely broken.

Before they could re-form their formation, a rain of arrows as dense as locusts came rushing in, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the soldiers.

The shield soldiers and spearmen standing in the front suffered unimaginable heavy losses in an instant.

The powerful inertia of the Yan army's cavalry horses directly knocked away a large number of shield soldiers and spearmen!

A spearman had all his bones broken and blood gushing out of his mouth, but he was not dead yet.

This is also what the spearmen fear the most!

He's obviously not going to survive!
But still have to suffer torture!
He watched helplessly as the horse's hooves hit the ground and trampled him into a pulp!
But Dalhan still did not stop charging, slashing with the scimitar in his hand, heading straight for An Guo who was in the center.

The Mongolian leaders were so brave and good at fighting that it was simply astonishing.

"Axeman! Come on!"

"Fire volley!"

An Guo shouted hurriedly.

The swordsmen began to take their positions, they were behind the shieldmen!
But after the charge occurs, they will quickly break away from the protection of the shield soldiers and rush forward directly, swinging their swords and axes to kill the enemy cavalry!

What they had to do was to wait until the spearmen in the front row blocked the cavalry's charge, and then go up and hack and kill the cavalry.

The battle broke out quickly and was extremely brutal.

The whole world was filled with a pungent and sickening smell of blood.

But even so, it was still just a frontal war.

The Xianzhen Camp faced off against the Kashgar Tribe of Mongolia, and the two sides fought frantically!

(End of this chapter)