Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

At this time, Qian Ning suddenly said: "Your Majesty, the enemy's forwards have dismounted now. Moreover, they are still wearing armor, which is a bit messy. Why don't we lead our troops to fight out now, just to catch him by surprise?"

He wholeheartedly wanted to show off in front of the emperor, so on this important occasion, he naturally had to make his own voice to show his presence.Otherwise, it would be meaningless to just stand like this, and it would make people look down upon it.

Zhengde smiled and said nothing, and Wang Xun and Yang Yiqing next to him also looked disapproving when they heard this.

Su Mu's heart moved, and he immediately wanted to understand the thoughts of these three people.Previously, I and Qian Ning had almost fought each other, and the two could be said to be enemies rather than friends.Isn't this Channing's picture Tucson broken, speaking in a field that he is not familiar with, isn't it a joke?

With his qualifications, he is not enough to be the commander of Jinyiwei, so I just sarcastically said a few words about him.

Su Mu smiled: "I heard that Commander Qian fought in Yunnan and Guizhou before?"

"I did, what's the matter?" Qian Ning rolled his eyes.

Su Mu said leisurely: "When Commander Qian fought in Yunnan-Guizhou, the natives of Yunnan-Guizhou were all infantry, and there were high mountains and high mountains. Fighting is just climbing up and down hills, and you can hear a shout between the mountains, but If we want to meet each other, it will take half a day. But this is the northern land, and the enemies are all cavalry, and they will arrive in no time."

Wang Xun understood the meaning of Su Mu's words, and Qian Ning's proposal just now was really absurd, so he couldn't help laughing.

"You!" Although Qian Ning didn't know what Su Mu said, he knew it was not a good word, and couldn't help but stare at him angrily.

Su Mu still had a laid-back look, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth, which made Qian Ning even more annoyed.

Zhengde laughed: "Okay, don't fight. If I lead troops to attack now, and the enemy's cavalry immediately surrounds me from both wings, wouldn't that just fall into the little prince's arms? He didn't have any tricks to lure the soldiers. Let's But rushing up to get closer, isn’t it ridiculous?”

Only then did Qian Ning realize that his face was flushed red, but he couldn't have an attack.

While speaking, the Tatar striker had already put on his armor.

With a whistling sound, they all held their spears and charged forward in a small square formation.

They are all wearing shiny iron armor. It seems that the quality of the armor is not much worse than that of the Ming army. They are obviously the main force of the army.

The enemy was not rushing fast, in fact, it was only at the walking speed of ordinary people.

After all, as far as Su Mu knows, the heavy armor of this era weighs at least 500 to [-] kilograms, and the distance of [-] meters, if you run over in one breath, you may have no strength when it comes to the battle.

There are not many Tatar strikers, only about three hundred.

Probably because they were afraid of the dense bows and arrows of the Ming army, the formation was a little loose, and it looked sparse.

Qian Ning was taken aback for a moment, and unconsciously said, "It's too arrogant for such a small number of people to dare to attack my camp."

It's rare for other people who understand military affairs to talk to each other. The battlefield is so wide, even if everyone is sent out, there are not many people who are actually on the front line.Moreover, the Tatars adopted the tactic of breaking through with one hit, and then the cavalry followed up to expand the results of the battle. Do they need so many people?

Su Mu also laughed in his heart: This Qian Ning was only a small military officer in Yunnan and Guizhou, and he really lacked military experience.

Seeing the enemy attack, the bows and arrows of the Ming army began to cover the past again.

It's a pity that the result of this battle was very poor. Those feather arrows were shot at people, and they were bounced off more than normal.Even if it barely penetrated the iron armor, it only hurt a little oily skin.

As far as Su Mu saw, the leading Tatar who looked like a general was shot like a hedgehog, and he was still walking forward calmly, just like a train coming into the station.Although the speed is not fast, it is unstoppable.

Only a few unlucky enemies were shot in the face, fell to the ground and screamed loudly, but the comrades beside them ignored them.

Such a situation caused everyone on the watchtower to shake their heads helplessly.

However, the jingling sound of a feathered arrow hitting the iron leaves of the armor on the battlefield sounded like a heavy rain, which was rather spectacular.

"Huh!" With a sound, a gust of wind blew, and all the flags of the Yingzhou Camp of the Ming Army unfurled at the same time.

And the smoke generated when the cannons under their feet were fired was also instantly blown away.

Su Mu looked down and frowned unconsciously, the morale of the Ming army was very low!

I saw countless soldiers with weapons crowded on the adobe wall and behind the fence of the old camp. Judging from their expressions, all of them were pale, and they seemed very afraid.

In fact, it is also understandable that the farming peoples of the Central Plains are inherently weaker than the nomadic peoples of the upper grasslands.As far as Su Mu saw, most of the Tatars were strong and strong. In comparison, the Ming army was thin and small, and their physical fitness was much worse.Not to mention people, their war horses are also taller.

As the Tatars not only retreated, but the Ming army also had some small confusion, some people secretly stepped on their hind legs.

The middle- and lower-ranking officers in the escort team were furious, and kept pumping their guns at their subordinates, or waving their waists, shouting hoarsely: "Don't retreat, don't retreat, those who retreat will be cut!"

His subordinates were so unbearable, Wang Xun felt ashamed for a while.

Zhengde was also very unhappy, his face darkened, and he couldn't help thinking in his heart: Fortunately, I didn't go out rashly before, otherwise I would bring this group of mobs to fight against the little prince, and this person would be a big loser.

Su Mu said: "Your Majesty, this is the first time for Datong Town to have such an unprecedented battle. It is understandable for the soldiers to be afraid. It is not because Wang Zongbing's soldiers are not well trained. These elite soldiers are produced by fighting, not by training. Come out. As soon as the soldiers see blood, their courage will come up." Making friends and making good karma are the principles of Su Mu's life.

He will be a cabinet minister in the future. The so-called prime minister can hold a boat in his belly, so he can't help but speak good things to Wang Xun at this moment.

Zhengde's complexion got better: "It's the truth."

Wang Xun hurriedly cast a grateful look at Su Mu, which was regarded as his acceptance of Su Mu's love.

Qian Ning saw the two flirtatiously, feeling upset, and couldn't help saying: "The enemy is about to rush to the front of the village."

Su Mu: "Commander Qian, don't be in a hurry. Presumably Mr. Wang has a countermeasure."

Wang Xun hurriedly sent another order.

"Musket, musket!"

"Bang bang bang!" A pair of musketeers stood on the dirt wall, firing continuously.

This time, several Tatars fell down again.

Although the enemy's iron armor is strong, it still cannot block bullets.

"Okay, good, let's fight like this!" Zhengde couldn't help but cheered.

Unfortunately, the reloading speed of the muskets was too slow, and a few more rows of guns were fired, and the enemy had already walked 50 meters away from the old camp.

At this time, the Tatar forward suddenly uttered a cry, suddenly increased his speed, rushed to the front of the stronghold in an instant, and stabbed fiercely with the spear in his hand.

"Ah!" There was a tragic cry, and the front fell suddenly.

Even the musketeers standing on the dirt wall were stabbed down without exception.

Blood flowed wantonly along the fence and earthen wall.

For just one face-to-face meeting, the Ming army paid the price of more than twenty lives.

The soldiers were all afraid, and they retreated at the same time, seeing that they were about to be chaotic.