The Mobei generals and various tribe leaders under Batu Erte have all dealt with the Ming Dynasty's border troops for decades. Not only are they considered to be famous generals in the world, they are at least qualified generals.
Familiar with military affairs.
Be particularly wary of the Ming Dynasty's Shenji Camp - although the Shenji Camp was completely lost in the 14th year of Zhengtai, now in the 17th year of Jingtai, for a full seventeen years, the Ming Dynasty has the ability to rebuild a Shenji Camp as a national artifact.
For example, the current Prince Young Army.
However, the information from scouts and detailed reports confirmed that the prince's East Palace infantry army did not bring artillery to Hami, but was just an ordinary musketry unit.
He didn't even have artillery and couldn't defeat his own cavalry formation. But Zhu Jianji dared to set up this fan formation?
These generals were a little confused.
Daming is a little crazy.
And don’t overestimate your capabilities!
I didn’t take my prairie cavalry seriously at all.
After being stunned, except for Kordai, the leader of the Torgut tribe, the other leaders and generals were all ecstatic and wished they could raise their heads to the sky and scream. This was a great gift from the Immortal God!
With such a fan-shaped formation, the iron cavalry of the Mekeli tribe can easily penetrate it, and then cooperate with the iron cavalry of the Zhunge'er tribe to outflank it.
Can catch all the young troops in the East Palace in one fell swoop!
Wang Yue, the commander of the young army in the East Palace, is mediocre.
I think so.
Even the people on the grassland who know the Ming Dynasty best do not know where Wang Yue, the commander of the East Palace Young Army, came from. They only know that Wang Yue was a scholar before.
With a scholar in charge, do you really think you are Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty?
It can be seen from this.
Prince Zhu Jianji of the Ming Dynasty...how arrogant!
When they saw the young troops from the East Palace forming a fan-shaped formation, everyone knew that today would be a hearty victory.
There is still no suspense!
But Courtet believed that there must be a monster when things go wrong.
Prince Zhu Jianji of the Ming Dynasty was able to quell the remnants of the Jianwen rebellion with zero casualties, but how could he be so mediocre in the battle to conquer the north?
Courtet became more and more determined to just watch the fun.
And secretly funny.
If Li Changshun didn't come, Batu Erte would be a brave and reckless man.
Baturout could not think so deeply. He only believed what he saw with his eyes. He knew with his rich experience that this fan formation was vulnerable. He saw a lot of gold and silver wealth and southern beauties.
Waving his machete, he led the 35,000 cavalrymen of the Zhunge'er tribe, followed the cavalrymen of the Minkeli tribe, and charged towards them with howls and screams.
Firegun?
Just fifty steps.
Even if it is a three-stage shot, the damage caused by this fan array will not be too great.
And if you can capture Zhu Jianji, you can accept any serious battle damage!
kill!
Killing the young army of the Ming Dynasty will make your butt wet.
Killing all the young soldiers of the Ming Dynasty and throwing away their helmets and armor.
War drums beat.
Thousands of horses galloping.
Iron hooves are like thunder.
The sky is filled with smoke and dust.
The color of the sky and the earth changed, and the sun and the moon covered their faces.
Tens of thousands of cavalry rushed towards the fan formation of the young army like a torrent.
Wang Yue sat on the horse with an expressionless expression.
A Qianhu next to him slowly visually measured the distance between the enemy's cavalry and his own side.
"Three hundred steps!"
"Two hundred and eighty steps!"
"Two hundred and fifty steps!"
"Two hundred and thirty steps!"
"Two hundred steps!"
Wang Yue made a prompt decision, "Send the order and attack!"
Although the range of the Dongfeng Rifle is 350 steps, if the enemy cavalry is charging quickly and launches an attack at 350 steps, it can indeed cause damage and prevent the enemy from entering within 50 steps.
distance.
But this way, the enemy would have enough distance to retreat.
The goal of annihilating most of the main force could not be achieved.
Therefore, when the enemy rushes into a distance of two hundred paces, an order is given. When the military order is conveyed and one's own side launches an attack, the local cavalry is already within a hundred paces.
Once within this distance, if the enemy wanted to retreat, they would have to suffer at least tens of thousands of casualties.
And there is another factor.
Intensive shooting!
To cause maximum damage, intensive shooting is required. The closer the distance, the more ideal the effect of intensive shooting.
In the words of His Highness the Crown Prince, if you are poor, you can use roundabouts to strike accurately, if you are rich, you can cover it with firepower. The ammunition of the young army is unlimited and you can do whatever you want. Moreover, Wang Yue has confidence in the firearms of the young army and dares to bring the enemy closer to fight.
Garthland took the lead.
He led ten thousand men under his command, and rushed towards the center of the fan-shaped formation with an overwhelming force, like breaking bamboos, and bamboo arrows splitting mountains.
When the 500 steps fell, there were no artillery.
When attacking with 300 steps, there is no artillery.
Two hundred steps later, there was still no artillery!
Gasilan became even more ecstatic. The cavalry had already taken charge, but the opponent's cavalry actually stood still. Even worse, when his own side had reached 200 steps, the enemy's cavalry actually dismounted.
Completely giving up the idea of cavalry-army collision!
Incredible.
What's even more incredible is that after the enemy soldiers dismounted, they actually ran forward for more than ten steps.
Gasilan was at a loss.
The Ming Dynasty's East Palace young army plans to use human flesh and blood to collide with the prairie cavalry?
This is simply seeking death!
Then……
Gasilan saw that in the huge extended fan-shaped array, every ten steps or so, there was a person kneeling on the ground, and next to him was a person kneeling holding something in his hand.
What kind of tricks are you doing?
The remaining young soldiers set up the three-stage shooting array of the Ming Dynasty Shenji Battalion.
It is slightly different from the traditional standard three-segment array.
It's up, middle and down.
A row of people crawling on the ground.
A row of half-kneeling.
One row stands upright.
They all picked up the firecrackers in their hands.
Very weird!
Although Gasilan was confused, he had already rushed to a hundred steps away. There was no room for hesitation or retreat. In the current situation, there was only one way.
rush.
If you break through fifty steps, you will be victorious.
Being suppressed by the fire blunderbuss of the East Palace young army, if they can't make it past fifty steps, their entire army will be annihilated.
Because of the enemy's fan-shaped formation and such a close distance, our own war horses are destined to be unable to turn around while charging. Even the 35,000 cavalrymen of Zhun Ge'er who are following behind will not be able to turn around or forcefully do so.
There will be a heavy price to pay for stopping the offensive posture.
Comparing the two aspects, the most correct choice is to ignore the enemy's firecrackers and directly hit the formation.
Iron hooves are like thunder.
The shouts of killing shook the sky.
The hustle and bustle of the battlefield prevented Garthland from hearing the distant clanging sounds behind the young army in the East Palace.
All he heard was a burst of thunder!
In an instant, changes occurred suddenly.
In our own galloping formation, and even in the cavalry formation of Zhunge'er tribe in the rear, pieces of soil exploded like fireworks, horses fell to the ground neighing, and groups of soldiers rolled to the ground and died.
Shells are falling from the sky!
It’s still a flowering bullet that was rarely used in the Ming Dynasty!
But the power is even more terrifying.
In the clear sky, there was the low whistle of artillery shells dragging into the air.
Garthland had never seen such a sound before.
Very weird.
The young sergeant started shooting.
Gasilan sneered, artillery is not terrible, loading the ammunition takes a lot of time, but I am a little curious about how the Donggong Youth Army managed to transport the artillery to Hami without concealing it from Xizuo.
As for the fire gun... you dare to shoot before you have even taken fifty steps?
Can it be lethal?
It's simply impossible!
And then...
Jiasilan saw a blazing red firework.
The hellish death opened its mouth.
In the fan-shaped formation of the young army, a ball of flames burst out in front of the soldiers lying on the ground every ten steps, roaring wildly. Even in the daytime, Garthlan could even see with the naked eye, strings of dense fire.
The red thread tore through the sky and poured into one's own formation.
The man turned his back on his horse.
The galloping cavalry fell down one by one, and countless men died instantly before they even had time to howl in agony.
