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Chapter 47

Yes, the defense line of the car formation where Zhao Xu was located had reached its last moment, which was entirely because of the Mongols' fearlessness.

In front of the 2.5-meter-meter-long cart of the musketeers, horse corpses and human corpses were stacked up. The Mongols behind them continued to carry out the same attacks on their brothers of the same race with the same shouts and weapons. This is definitely a tragedy. The mutual massacre of brothers of the same clan is just for the rights of those in power. No matter in any era, it is a tragedy.

"Attention, here we come..."

The officers of the musket soldiers were busy loading ammunition for their short guns, and he screamed. Several Mongolian soldiers had already stepped over the ladder made of corpses several steps, and the sword in their hands stabbed over like a poisonous snake. As the officers shouted, the soldiers who were loading had no time to shoot with the musket. But when their muskets were plus bayonets, they were much longer than the sword.

Amid the officer's shouts, several bayonets stabbed into the body of the Mongolian soldier who was wielding the sword at the same time. Then the bayonet easily pulled out of his body. The wound formed by the triangular bayonet immediately caused the Mongolian soldier to form a blood clot, and he died the next moment.

But before his death, the Mongolian soldier could clearly feel that the cowhide boots under his brothers stepped heavily on him, and then one of the people who had just assassinated him fell in front of his face. When he saw the person in front of him, he was stunned for a moment.

The same single-eyed eyes, the same horoscope, and the same mouth has the smell of horse milk and wine. He even guessed whether the warriors in front of him would have followed the banner of the Mongolian Khan - Chenggyis Khan.

"We are all Mongolians, why do we kill each other?"

Then he closed his eyes, and his life slid out of his body. At the last moment before his death, he seemed to understand something.

"Maybe we have all changed, we are infected with the bad habits of fighting in the Han Dynasty!"

Did the Mongolians not fight in the house before? Did Europeans not fight in the house?

No, being born in the royal family is unfortunate destiny. However, things always differ, maybe not qualitatively, but there will always be differences in quantity. It’s like using the sentence “Fifty steps and laugh a hundred steps” to flatten people who are all together, please answer a question. Whether Europeans, Mongolians, or any race other than Chinese, is their fighting in their nest related to us Chinese?

But China's struggle in the nest is only related to the Chinese! This is definitely not a question of "fifty steps to laugh at a hundred steps", but a question of who should be attacked.

Just as Zhao Xu also felt that the defense line of the musketeers was in danger, he even took a rifle to the watchtower and shot desperately at the Mongolian cavalry outside. Zhao Xu, who usually practiced with muskets, used a rifle at this time, was quite accurate. Unfortunately, a rifle did not work at all.

If this was a chariot formation composed of infantry of the "Chinese Army", like a Mongolian army, the charge would not be even allowed to reach the side chariot formation and would be killed by artillery fire and dense bullets. Even a volley of artillery fire that the entire Chinese Army would almost destroy almost 60,000 cavalry.

At this most critical moment, fireworks and signal flares were left on all sides. At the same time, the sound of horse hooves was remembered outside, which was deeper and faster than the sound of Mongolian cavalry. The musketeers under Zhao Xu used the "export-type war horse", which was a heavy horse that ran quickly and had excellent endurance. Zhao Xu even tested that such a cavalry could knock down the Mongolian horse directly when he was running with all his might and could continue to move forward.

If there were no muskets, such heavy cavalry on war horses should be able to fight the whole world.

As the muslan cavalry attacked from behind the Mongolians, the Mongolian cavalry immediately felt the pressure. Although some of them turned their horses early on because of the sound problem, they planned to fight the people behind them. However, in the black night, there were many sounds of musket shooting sounds, just like in the previous battle. Now the fully equipped muslan cavalry fired up to 60,000 bullets at the Mongolian cavalry, which is now less than 60,000 in just a few dozen seconds.

Of course, they would keep two equipped muskets as reserves, and then ride the tall "export-type war horse" and break into the formation where the Mongolian light cavalry has begun to scatter. Cavalry is an army that needs to maintain formation at all times, especially when confronting another cavalry, whoever cannot maintain formation will lose on the battlefield.

Of course, this requires excluding heavy cavalry like European heavy cavalry or Arab Mamluk cavalry to fight against Mongolian light cavalry that rely entirely on cavalry. But at this moment, Mongolian light cavalry is not as good as others, and its weapons are not as good as others. Even for night attacks, their armor is not as good as the other party, so it is obviously difficult to run away.

The sound of the sword hitting the neck immediately sounded on the battlefield. If the person riding a Mongolian horse was riding a "export-type war horse", the other party had to chop diagonally downwards, if they used a knife to hit him, they might be shot down by the knife.

And often at this time, the muskets and cavalry do not like people who sing against them, so they all raise their hands and shoot them down. Regardless of whether the opponent is killed or not, under the cavalry's level of fighting, those without armor on the battlefield who fall under the horses on the battlefield have no chance of survival.

The collision between the cavalry of both sides immediately showed the difference in quality of the cavalry of both sides. Even if the Mongols are now competing with Zhao Xu for cavalry, they are not opponents. The most important thing is that they used two Mongolian horses to drag down the Arabian horse with poor endurance, and it was useless to deal with the "export-type most war horse". Maybe some tactics can be considered, but do they still have this opportunity?

At least Zhao Xu didn't plan to give it to them anymore. At this moment, he was on the watchtower, looking at the Mongolian soldiers who were about to attack his camp, and the musketeers who were massacring Mongolian light cavalry, he was completely relieved. Looking at the Mongolian light cavalry below, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, this time I can't kill them all, I want to surrender. However, the Mongols have never surrendered a lot, so I can't let their king run away, otherwise I'm afraid I can't fall in nothing!"

However, Zhao Xu quickly left this matter behind because he thought of another problem.

"Oh no, if the prince takes these guys' homes, won't he be rich?"
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