After a moment, Wang Jin led the musketeers to a place fifty steps away from the livestock, stretched out his hand and shouted: "Stop! Reload!"
The five thousand people were divided into three teams according to the ratio of two, two, and two, and each team was divided into two columns to ensure that everyone had seventeen rounds of reloading time after firing. The remaining thousand people held shields and prepared for each team. The first column provides protection.
It took the musketeer nearly sixty breaths to complete the actions of checking the gun body, loading gunpowder, filling in projectiles, and tamping the projectiles. Wu Jian frowned as he watched from the side. Zhao Sheng even came closer to Wu Jian and whispered: "General, Is this possible? In sixty breaths, I can rush back and forth from the Wolf Court!"
Although Wu Jian himself had doubts, as a general he could not shake the morale of the army and glared at him: "After the battle is over, I will give you sixty breaths to see if you can run back and forth. If you fail, I will whip you. !”
Zhao Sheng chuckled and said no more words.
Feng Ta from the right army was also scratching his head and didn't understand what he was doing...
Just when the two were worried, they saw Yuchi's order flag: The left and right armies should retreat one mile to the east and west respectively!
Although Wu Jian didn't realize it, he thought of Yuchi's warning before setting off, so he no longer hesitated and shouted: "Retreat one mile to the west!"
Feng Ta also ordered: "Retreat one mile to the east!"
For the cavalry, one mile is just a moment. When they stand back and stand still, the musketeers are finally loaded!
Wang Jin raised the command flag again and shouted: "Advance in unison!"
The flag was fluttering in the wind, and the five thousand people followed the flag in formation and marched forward in an orderly manner. The cavalry and musketeers on both sides were one mile apart, suppressing the speed and guarding the two wings.
He Dusuo looked at the strange scene in front of him, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Come here, drive a thousand livestock towards the Qin army to test it out!"
Someone immediately answered the call and went to do it.
When they advanced thirty steps, the Huns' cattle and sheep had fire tied to their tails, and they were frightened and rushed towards the Qin army.
Wang Jin didn't panic at all when he saw this, and shouted: "Stop! Shooting stance!"
The first team stopped immediately and raised their flintlock guns to aim at the cattle and sheep that were charging madly.
Upon seeing this, Wu Jian was about to ask Yuchi if he needed help with the musketeers to stop the menacing cattle and sheep, but he heard Wang Jin shout: "First team, first line, shoot!"
"boom!"
A thousand rounds of projectiles were fired at the rushing cattle and sheep with uniform gunshots, thick white smoke and gushing firelight.
Immediately half of the thousand cattle and sheep were killed or injured!
"First team, first line, squat down! Second line, shoot!"
Another thousand rounds of projectiles poured out, and a thousand cattle and sheep were almost killed and injured. The huge inertia caused them to plunge into the soil, stirring up bursts of yellow smoke, which was nothing compared to the white smoke shot into the sky by the muskets. Just dust.
The remaining ones who were not dead were so frightened by the huge sound, fire, and smoke that they forgot about the fire on their tails and turned around and rushed behind them!
The other livestock that were still grazing on the spot were frightened by the first round of gunfire and began to become a little irritable. The uneasy roars and the sound of jumping and trampling on the ground made the arrow tower where Hedusuo was located begin to shake.
Hedusuo pointed at the thick white smoke with a horrified look on his face and said in a trembling voice, "What is that?"
They only saw thick smoke, fire, and after a loud noise, the cattle and sheep all fell to the ground and twitched. They had no idea what happened!
The people around him were also frightened into incoherent speech. Some even fell to their knees directly on the ground and chanted: "Great God, is this the thunder you sent down? Please forgive my sins!"
He Dusuo slapped himself hard and murmured: "No, it must be the Qin people's fault!"
He turned around and shouted sternly: "Quick, hurry up and drive all the livestock out!"
Before they could take action, they saw that the second and third columns of the Qin army had continued to advance, while the first column stayed in place and became the third column to reload ammunition.
The Daqin cavalry a mile away were also frightened by the gunfire and made their horses uneasy. Although the horses had been in battle for a long time, they had never heard such a terrifying and thunderous sound, and they kept breathing heavily.
Wu Jian and Feng Ta had already put away the contempt in their hearts. They could not believe that this was the movement caused by the "wooden stick" in the hands of the musketeers, and murmured: "Fortunately they are far away, otherwise the war horses would go crazy!"
Ten steps later, Qin Jun could clearly see the restless eyes of the livestock.
"Stop! Shooting stance!"
The first line of musketeers raised their flintlocks and aimed them at the restless animals.
"First team, first line, shoot!"
"boom!"
The bullets rained down towards the livestock. The animals were instantly frightened within a distance of twenty steps. All the animals began to go crazy, pulling at the stakes desperately, trying to get out!
"First team, second row, shoot!"
"boom!"
All the animals became even more frantic. Finally, one of them broke away from the grazing pile and ran back in terror. There is a first head, a second head, a tenth head, a thousand heads, ten thousand heads! Until countless livestock broke free from the grazing piles and began to charge towards the rear! Those herdsmen watched helplessly as countless livestock rushed toward them. They tried to escape before they could escape, but they were trampled into pulp!
He Dusuo had difficulty breathing. He stared blankly at the arrow tower as the livestock in front of him rushed towards the Wolf Court. He kept dragging more livestock to join this crazy army of animals, killing countless Huns alive like waves. Drown in a sea of livestock!
"General Hedu, what should we do?!"
People around him kept calling for Hedusuo, and Hedusuo finally came to his senses and lamented: "The divine soldiers have descended from the sky, and the situation is over!"
Someone around him shouted: "General Hedu, move quickly, we will die without a burial place when the crazy animals rush over!"
He Dusuo punched the arrow tower, tears of fear stained his rough cheeks: "Where else can we escape!"
"Go to Modun Shanyu! You must tell Shanyu that the Qin army can summon thunder, otherwise Shanyu will also be defeated!"
He Dusuo raised his head suddenly and said in a hurried voice: "Yes, yes, you have to tell Shanyu and leave quickly!"
Then he led his own soldiers and quickly joined the more than 2,000 cavalrymen in the east before they could attack the Wolf Court, and fled eastward.
However, he unexpectedly ran into Feng Ta on the flank. Feng Ta could not let him escape easily, so he immediately ordered a pursuit.
Hedusuo was as panic-stricken as a bereaved dog. He had no fighting spirit and just ran away like crazy. Feng Ta's cavalry was like a fish-slicing knife in the hand of a cook, "slicing" Hedusuo's cavalry bit by bit.
The loyal soldiers shouted: "Turn around and face the enemy! Escort General Hedu out!"
Two days later, until the mad animals dispersed or settled down, Yuchi dared to send scouts into the Wolf Court.
Seeing the returning scouts vomiting and having diarrhea, Yuchi waved his hand and said, "Just the three of us will lead our troops in."
As we walked all the way, we could see the Wolf Court and the tents everywhere, only the ruins deeply embedded in the grass, mixed with countless pieces of meat, and the scarlet blood dyed the fifty miles around the Wolf Court!
Even though Wu Jian had seen too many dead people, it was a bit creepy at this time, as if he was in Shura Hell, with countless ghosts of Huns wailing above his head!
After taking a look at Yuchi and Wang Jin, they were not much better.
"I'm afraid half of the Huns died tragically here in this battle!"
Several people believed it, and Wang Jin told a cold joke at an inappropriate time:
"I believe this will be the most fertile grassland in the entire Mobei next year!"
