The tiger-character flag fighting squadron relied on large vehicles to skillfully form battle formations, protecting the Fan family guys who were running around like headless chickens directly in the middle of the team.
The gunners of the artillery crew jumped on the four-gun vehicle and pulled out the outer board. The muzzles of the four squatting tiger guns were exposed from the cart, and the muzzles were pointed at the Mongolian armored cavalry in the distance.
Those Fan family guys ran in panic, and almost hit the battle formation of the Tiger Flag several times.
Zhang Sancha's face sank and he said to Pan Yi beside him: "Take your team and make these people quiet no matter what method you use."
The direction he pointed in his hand was exactly those Fan family guys.
Pan Yi summoned his own squad of soldiers and pressed on the Fan family's men.
"Squat down, squat down, everyone squat down with their heads in their hands." Pan Yi shouted at the Fan family guy.
Behind him, a team of more than thirty gunmen, holding fireguns, surrounded the Fan family members.
Some of the Fan family members crouched down on the ground in a hurry when they heard the sound. Some people temporarily lost their minds because of fear. They just wanted to escape from the convoy and stay away from the Mongolian armored cavalry, so they rushed towards the Tiger Flag soldiers several times.
Finally, there were some Fan family members who didn't take Tiger Character Flag's orders seriously at all and wanted to rush out of Tiger Character Flag's battle formation.
Pan Yi was not polite at all to those who did not obey the order and squatted down. He raised the gun in his hand and hit a Fan family man who was running in his direction. Then he kicked him again and knocked him over. on the ground.
At the same time, the other gunmen were not idle, and used the tail of the firegun in their hands to hit the Fan family guys who were still standing.
After a series of beatings, all the Fan family workers were woken up. They did not dare to confront the Tiger Flag soldiers anymore and squatted on the ground.
Pan Yi left a team to guard these Fan family members to prevent them from attacking the battle formation of the Tiger Flag again, while he himself returned to the battle formation with the rest of the fire gunners.
Wang Qifu didn't know when he came up to Zhang Sancha, and said with an ugly face: "Are your people being too harsh? You have to remember clearly that you are just bodyguards hired by the Fan family."
Zhang Sancha stared at the approaching Mongolian armored cavalry and said without looking back: "This is just to better protect your Fan family's motorcade."
"You..." Wang Qifu opened his mouth, wanting to say that the other party was arrogant, but seeing the neat battle formation of the tiger flag, he couldn't say anything.
"Go and inform the artillery crew not to fire until the last moment." Zhang Sancha said to the person next to him.
The man ran to the battery farther away to convey the order.
"What? You have cannons!" Wang Qifu was shocked.
Looking over, he noticed that among the ten four-wheeled vehicles brought by Hu Ziqi himself, four of them were equipped with cannons, and there were four cannons in total.
"It's just a cannon, don't be so excited." Zhang Sancha said disapprovingly.
Wang Qifu said with a livid face: "Put away all your cannons quickly. If the Mongols are injured, none of us will be able to return to the Ming Dynasty alive."
"Then it depends on what those Beibei bastards want to do." Zhang Sancha stared at the Mongolian armored soldiers in the distance with sinister eyes.
If those Mongolian armored soldiers really dared to attack their battle formation, he wouldn't mind giving these Mongolians a lesson. Their Tiger-Character Banners were not as weak as the people from the Fan family's caravan.
When the Mongolian cavalry was approaching the convoy, two teams suddenly separated and formed an arc to surround the convoy from both sides. When they were a hundred steps away, the Mongolian cavalry galloped around the convoy.
Many Mongolian armored riders on horseback made strange screams, holding riding bows in their hands. From time to time, they shot an arrow at the convoy, and then heard the laughter of the Mongolians.
These Mongolian armored cavalry are all shooting arrows from a hundred steps away. The bows they hold are soft bows. The killing range of the arrows is only a few dozen steps away. And these Mongolian armored cavalry are not really trying to shoot the people in the Fan family's convoy. , so most of the arrows landed sixty steps away from the convoy.
Clusters of arrows looked like bushes, and the feather tails of many arrows trembled slightly.
In the squadron of tiger-character flag warriors surrounding the convoy, the match ropes of the firecrackers were lit. All the firecrackers held their firecrackers flat and aimed at the Mongolian armored cavalry in the distance.
"Captain, these Mongolians are too arrogant, why don't you give them a beating?" Pan Yi looked at Zhang Sancha and said.
He is from Datong, which is a border town. The ancestors of many Datong people have a blood feud with the Beilu, and the hatred between the two sides has lasted for several generations.
"Don't do anything." Wang Qifu, who was beside him, was startled and hurriedly persuaded him, "These armored knights look like Taiji's personal guards. Taiji who can support so many armored knights must be a great Taiji. Killing Anyone who kills Taiji will die on the grassland."
When he spoke of the latter part, there was a tremor in his voice.
He has been to the grassland more than once, and he still has some eyesight. One look at these Mongolian armored knights, all wearing armor, carrying swords and bows. Only the completely out-of-work personal guards around Taiji would wear them so neatly.
"These personal guards around Dadai Ji don't look very good either." Zhang Sancha rubbed his chin with his hand.
Although these Mongolian armored knights wear armor, most of them are leather armor, and there are also cotton armors like Akito's, and there are not many iron armors at all.
In particular, the soft bows among these Mongolian armored cavalry cannot reach as far as their tiger-shaped flag fire cannons. They are already powerless dozens of steps away. When such Mongolian cavalry encounters their tiger-shaped flag horse troops on the battlefield, they can only be fired by them. Kill one end.
"You can't say that." Wang Qifu said nervously, "These are the elites of the Mongols. Even the elites of our Ming Dynasty can't do anything to them."
Hearing this, Zhang Sancha sneered.
There is a rider from Ye Bu Shu in their Tiger Flag Riding Team, and he knows a thing or two about the situation of Da Ming Ye Bu Shu.
Although Ye Bushou is slightly better than ordinary camp soldiers, he is not much better. Many times it is difficult to even feed a family. He wears cotton armor that has been passed down for generations. The top has long been rusty, and the inside There were only a few pieces of iron left, and the weapons were all badly broken.
Looking at the Mongolian armored cavalry in front of us, he is a strong man with a round face and plenty of flesh. It can be seen that he usually eats well, and the guards around Taiji do not need to do the work of ordinary Mongolians, just like the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. Ding, I usually just train when I have nothing to do.
This kind of personal guards around Taiji should not be compared with Ye Bushou, but should be compared with the personal soldiers and servants of the Ming Dynasty.
"Captain, if you take action at any time, with the cooperation of the artillery crew, I guarantee that I can defeat them." Pan Yi licked his peeling lips with the tip of his tongue.
"Captain Zhang, don't be impulsive!" Wang Qifu was so frightened that his face changed.
When he was in Lingqiu, the people of the Tiger Character Banner dared to kill the Ming Dynasty's garrison soldiers. He didn't think that the people of the Tiger Character Banner would not dare to kill the Mongolian armored cavalry now.
No matter what the outcome is after taking action, as long as there are casualties among the Mongolian armored cavalry, the members of the Fan family will probably be buried with the people of the Tiger Flag.
