The wind and snow that originally protected the cavalry from charging now became the biggest obstacle for the cavalry to find the enemy.
There was a dull sound of explosions in the distance, but at this moment, no one paid attention to the Ming army camp, which was obviously a trap. Under such a violent explosion, neither the Ming army nor the Houjin cavalry rushed in,
The only possibility of surviving is that they are not close enough to the explosion.
Other than that, there is no luck.
The horses were restless, and the cavalry began to organize their queues under the orders of the officers. In the distance, the more than a thousand cavalry who had just circled behind the Ming army camp had been summoned back before they reached their destination. At this moment, they
He did not get close, but instead guarded the flanks of his own brigade.
Just like the Ming army's thousands of troops are hidden in the woods on the flanks, at a certain time, they will come out in full force.
Suddenly, a strange howling sound came from the sky. This was originally a sound that the cavalry should be familiar with, but their understanding was disrupted by the huge explosion just now. Except for a few people, they frowned.
After glancing at the snowy sky, most of the cavalry even ignored these sounds.
Azig noticed this sound, but it was only after several breaths that he suddenly changed his face and shouted.
"Ming army artillery!"
His shout was almost as the cannonballs landed at the same time. Countless cannonballs fell from the sky and fell on the unprepared cavalry. The cannonballs rolled wantonly among the cavalry, reveling in the carnival, not caring that they were stained with blood and filth.
Penetrate every body and take away every life.
The war horses with eyes in the dream were completely frightened at this moment. The huge explosion and rumble made them overwhelmed. However, the neighing of the companions around them before they died made them feel fear and panic from the bottom of their bones.
They ran around, knocking off the knights on their bodies, and then trampled their huge horse hooves on the bodies of those fallen knights, as if they were crazy.
All obstacles in front of them became the objects of their collision, whether they were people in front of them or their companions who were also horses like them.
"withdraw!"
Azig had no time to pay attention, nor could he pay attention to where these Ming army cannons were fired. However, his leadership experience told him that he fell into the trap of the Ming army. A Ming army with many cannons
Trap, and the most appropriate way at this time is to get out of the range of the Ming army's artillery.
Whether it's forward or backward.
The personal guards around him surrounded him, turned their horses and rushed towards the chaotic cavalry team in front. Everyone around him was shouting orders for him to retreat. Soon, the panicked cavalry began to take the initiative.
Follow your commander's team and run out in the direction they came from.
There were also some who were dizzy and ran into the team that was eager to leave the battlefield. However, before their men and horses could reach them, they were already covered with countless arrows and fell off their horses.
The personal guards are all good soldiers, and they will not hesitate at all when shooting their companions who block their way.
The shells were still whistling overhead. Azig didn't know how long it would take to get out of the range of these cannons. He just kept his head down and beat his horse hard towards the front. As for those who were injured and fell off their horses,
, and all the soldiers who failed to keep up with his horses, were as unimportant in his heart at this moment.
"All gunners, raise the muzzle of the next round by half a foot!"
With the roar of artillery, someone crouched and shuttled between the artillery arrays that had been set up long ago, conveying the orders of the artillery team commander to each artillery position one by one. After a moment, all the cannons roared again,
The cannonballs flying out of the barrel drew countless invisible parabolas in the air, chasing the escaping cavalry in front.
Under the white snow in front of the artillery team, in several criss-crossing trenches, countless Ming soldiers clenched their weapons, waiting for the officers' orders. The snow on their bodies proved that they carried them with them in these trenches,
It is no longer a matter of time and effort.
The cannons roared in the ears, and the people in the distance shouted and yelled. Even if they couldn't see the situation outside the trench, the soldiers' faces showed excitement. Almost all the soldiers in the trench had fought against the Tatars.
Veterans, the nervousness and embarrassment that can only be seen on the faces of new recruits, can hardly be seen on them at this moment.
The roar of the cannon gradually stopped, there was no movement outside the trench, and the whistles in the mouths of the officers who were observing the enemy's movements did not blow. The soldiers stared closely at their commanders, wondering in their hearts what was going on outside.
how's it going.
The voices of officers could be heard faintly in the distance, but they were not orders to engage the enemy, and the sound of fighting did not come from all directions. After the cannons stopped, the battlefield suddenly became silent, which was so quiet that it made people feel a little panicked.
"Send alert and stay put!"
The officers finally sent the command from the commander-in-chief. The tense bodies of the soldiers suddenly relaxed. Except for those who were sent to the trenches, most of them loosened their hands holding their weapons.
He shook off the snow from his body without hesitation, and then got into the pit he dug on the wall of the trench.
There are large and small pits. The small one can only accommodate one person, and the large one can accommodate four or five people. Although hiding in it is a bit like a mouse, in such weather, staying in these pits can avoid the cold.
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The boss seems to call these pits Tibetan Soldier Cave. For the soldiers from the capital, these pits have little to do with the Tibetan Soldier Cave they know. However, for the soldiers from the northwest plateau, these pits have nothing to do with the Tibetan Soldier Cave they know.
The pit is extremely friendly.
In fact, most of these pits that can accommodate multiple people are made by soldiers from the northwest plateau. It is already very good for these soldiers in the capital to dig enough treasure caves for themselves to hide.
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"It would be great if we had cavalry. Once the cannon fires and the cavalry rushes up, these Tatars won't be able to escape!"
"How do you know that the Tatars ran away? Maybe they were all killed by the cannons of our artillery team. This time, the artillery teams of our Guards Battalion and Nanhai Battalion were put together. I'm afraid they were all killed.
There are hundreds of cannons, and as many people as the Tatars can come, they will all be dead!"
"If they're all dead, it's still the same. I've been freezing here for a few days, so I have to make some compensation!"
In the Tibetan Soldier Cave, the soldiers were leaning together, keeping warm while guessing about the outcome of the battle. No matter what, they were prepared to fight hand to hand with the Tatars. Although everyone was not afraid of fighting the Tatars, if the artillery team
Even though our brothers were able to kill all the Tatars, the soldiers didn't mind at all.