There were about one or two hundred remaining soldiers who retreated. Seeing the enemy's cavalry coming towards them again, these people were a little panicked.
The panic is not because of fear, what should be feared has already been feared.
What made them panic was that the enemy obviously wanted to disrupt them and disrupt the formation of the brigade. If they disrupted the formation of the brigade, they would be dead.
“Can we still kill Tatars?”
A commander with a bloody face shouted loudly: "If you still have strength, come with me and avenge Master Guerrilla!"
"No, I've been dead a long time ago. Now you can count as a profit if you kill anyone!"
"I don't want to live anymore, kill me back, kill me back!"
The remaining soldiers shouted one after another, and almost all the strength that had just disappeared seemed to have returned to them. The crowd became noisy, and some people were approaching the commander with weapons that they refused to throw away.
"Return to the rear formation, anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"
A cavalryman ran over from a distance and shouted loudly: "Everyone retreat to the rear immediately!!!"
"spit!"
He spat fiercely at the cavalrymen who were always looking at him. The cavalrymen approached to a distance of more than a hundred steps, but they stopped. Dozens of them even jumped off their horses to bend their bows and set arrows.
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"Walk!"
He was finally an old soldier who had experienced battles. He immediately realized what the Tatars were going to do. He gave a loud shout and ran towards the rear formation with his head.
It was true that they had just shouted that they were going to kill the enemy. At this moment, it was also true that they saw the Tatars preparing to shoot arrows and running to the rear. However, their actions were not the same in the eyes of the Tatar cavalry in the distance who were bending their bows and setting arrows.
He literally ran away.
"Hahaha, a bunch of scared guys!"
Tuga laughed a few times, took off the strong bow behind him, and fired an arrow at the flank of the Ming army in the distance. He only heard the sound of the bowstring, and arrows flew into the hands of the soldiers around him.
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The arrows headed towards the Ming army's array, but unfortunately the distance was a bit far. Only about ten of them landed on the Ming army's heads, and most of them fell on the ground.
Closer!
Tuga got on his horse, and the cavalry around him continued to press forward with their hooves rolling.
Directly in front of them, groups of Ming Army archers had already set up their formations, seemingly waiting for their arrival. However, Tuga knew the range of the Ming Army's bows and arrows very well.
He stopped again.
This time, dozens of steps closer, the arrows in their hands should be able to land on the heads of those Ming soldiers standing stupidly!
The arrows flew towards the sky. Sure enough, this time, more than a dozen people fell in the Ming army's formation. It seemed that the Ming army was a little panicked.
"Hey, you have such a good temper?"
Tu Ga got on his horse and was about to leave. He was somewhat surprised when he found that the Ming army did not pursue him.
"One more round!" he shouted loudly: "Replace with heavier arrows!"
Unfortunately, the Ming army's arrows had also arrived at this moment, and the archers covering the group actually had the courage to move forward dozens of steps, so that their bows and arrows would be enough to reach them.
"Shoot them to death!" Tuga was a little angry. He felt that these Ming army archers were overestimating their capabilities.
Li Zicheng, who was in the middle army, saw the men and horses on the flanks and the Tatars fighting back and forth. He paid attention for a moment and immediately focused on his front.
The test is over, it’s time for the Tatar brigade to move!
The person on the other side was still as silent as him, and he took a deep breath: "Drumming!"
The drums started to sound, and behind the archers who were fighting against the rangers like Tuga, a large group of Ming troops also began to appear. Under the cover of the archers, they began to approach this group with the Ming army.
Ranger.
"Walk!"
Tuga turned his horse's head without hesitation and headed towards the formation. At this time, the Houjin people's riding and archery skills were revealed. It was clear that they were on horseback escaping back to the formation, but they still kept firing arrows.
Still shot many Ming soldiers.
"Master Belle..."
He returned to Azig out of breath and was about to say something. Azig nodded slightly: "Yes, the Ming army can't hold it back anymore. As long as they move, their formation will be broken. They are just like paper."
of!"
"Listen to my order. Altai will be the front army and help me penetrate this Ming army. Tuga will provide guerrilla support. The rest will wait until the Ming army is defeated and prepare to cover it up!"
The war drums were beating loudly, but soon Azig discovered that although the war drums on the opposite side were beating loudly, except for the Ming troops on their flanks who were wandering around, the Ming army's brigade was motionless.
This war drum is not an order to march, but a provocation?
Azig suddenly felt that he was seriously offended. This Ming army array of only three to two thousand people dared to provoke him. Did they really have no clue in their hearts?
The order had been issued, but Azig had no intention of taking it back.
In his mind, it actually made no difference whether the Ming army moved or not. It was just a matter of being more relaxed or very relaxed.
He watched the former Altai army rush toward the Ming army with hundreds of cavalry. The dust kicked up by the horses' hooves almost obscured his sight. He looked back at the other generals around him. They were all eager to try.
Look.
It’s so boring!
He sighed.
Every time he fought with the Ming army, he used this set of tactics. As long as the Ming army was not within the city wall, this set of tactics was almost always victorious. He really wanted to meet the Ming army cavalry in Dalinghe City.
, it is said that that cavalry team caused many people on my side to suffer a lot, but I probably won’t have the chance to see this cavalry team in the future.
That cavalry will probably all be killed in the Daling River!
“Bang bang bang!”
A loud thunderous sound suddenly interrupted his reverie. He turned around and saw dust flying in the distance. War horses were screaming loudly and falling to the ground, knocking the knights on their backs far away.
Underground.
"Does this Ming army have artillery?"
His heart moved slightly, and he suddenly seemed to understand. No wonder they beat the drums but did not advance, just to lure him to attack so that their artillery could work.
But what does this do?
He laughed contemptuously again. The distance of less than a mile was only a dozen breaths for his cavalry. No matter how powerful the Ming army's artillery was, how many shots could it fire?
When cleaning the battlefield later, they should be ordered to bury these artillery pieces and send people to take them away later!
He was thinking in his mind that those Ming army artillery fires in the distance seemed to have become his trophies in his eyes.
As for the charging cavalry front line in his eyes, it did not surprise him. After losing less than one-tenth of the men and horses, it had decisively crossed the center line of the battlefield.
He seemed to see the seemingly neat line of the Ming army being violently knocked open, and then his elite was like an ox-killing knife, piercing in hard, dividing the opponent into two halves, and then divided them into two halves.