The iron ball fell accurately into the Mongolian cavalry rushing towards the car formation.
A Mongolian cavalryman was hit in the head by an iron ball. It exploded on the spot, red and white things flew out, and a headless corpse fell from the horse.
There was also an iron ball that broke the legs of a galloping war horse, causing both the man and the horse to fall out.
After a round of shelling, more than a dozen Mongolian corpses were left on the ground.
Before Arslan could get close to the car formation, the sound of artillery sounded again.
Several more corpses and war horse corpses were thrown on the ground, and the number of Mongolian cavalry was less than 200, but they were only a few hundred steps away from the car formation.
"Prepare the gunman!" Meng Qing shouted.
Firecrackers stretched out from the car formation, followed by firecrackers holding firecrackers.
Facing the charging Mongolian cavalry, each fire gunner performed differently.
The hand holding the fire gun trembled slightly, some of the fire gun hands clenched their teeth, and cold sweat flowed from their foreheads. Some of the fire gun players looked relaxed, but their eyes showed solemnity.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
The third round of artillery fire started, hitting the Mongolian cavalry accurately.
At this time, the distance between the two sides was already very close, and several four-pounders had no time to start their fourth round.
But at this moment, the wooden boards on the outer wall of the outermost circle of the cart were pushed open, revealing the muzzle of a squatting cannon.
In addition, there are also firecrackers protruding from the holes dug out of the wooden boards.
"put!"
I don’t know which of the Fire Guns Team shouted out.
What followed was a series of gunshots, mixed with the sound of the Crouching Tiger Cannon.
Although the muskets fired in rows were flying everywhere, many of them still hit the Mongolian cavalry brought by Arslan.
The Crouching Tiger Cannon is filled with iron sand and gravel. When fired, it forms a fan. Almost all the Mongolian cavalry that enters the range of the Crouching Tiger Cannon, including men and horses, will not be hit by the iron sand or gravel shot by the Crouching Tiger Cannon. hit.
People on the Mongolian cavalry side fell off their horses one after another, and some fell to the grass together with their horses.
Arslan, who was escorted by personal guards, escaped three rounds of bombardment, but this time, he was beaten into a sieve by the iron sand fired from the Crouching Tiger Cannon, and most of his body was smashed. Along with the personal guards around him, No one survived; they were all shot with iron sand or lead.
"Taiji is dead, Taiji is dead!" someone among the Mongolian cavalry shouted.
From the beginning to the end, the Mongolian cavalry didn't even have a chance to draw their bows and shoot arrows, so from the more than 200 cavalry that rushed over, there were only sixty or seventy cavalry left.
The remaining sixty-seven riders rushed behind. They were lucky enough to escape the round of shooting, or were blocked by the people in front of the lead and iron sand that were raining down from the sky.
The grass in front of the car array was filled with the smell of blood, and all kinds of broken limbs were left on the ground. The corpses of many war horses were mixed with the corpses of Mongolians.
Blood gurgled out from the bellies of some war horses like springs.
The remaining dozens of riders were frightened when they saw the tragic situation in front of them, and turned around and ran away for their lives.
The firecrackers behind the car formation were fired only once and then stopped firing.
There was no intention of continuing to pursue the dozens of Mongolian cavalry who escaped, and it was difficult to hit those Mongolian cavalry who fled on horseback with the effective range of the fire gun.
The four four-pounders did not fire again.
Although the range of the four-pounder cannon was enough to hit the fleeing Mongolian cavalry, there were only a few dozen Mongolian cavalry left. Even if it hit, it would not have much effect. Instead, it would be a waste of gunpowder and solid bullets.
"Old Meng, the Mongols have retreated." Wu Xingping said to Meng Qing.
Meng Qing held a monocular and looked at the retreating Mongolian cavalry. He frowned and said, "This is just the beginning. Didn't you see that there are more than a thousand and nearly two thousand cavalry on the Beilu side."
"Don't be afraid." Wu Xingping said in a relaxed tone, "With the chariot formation, these two thousand cavalry cannot threaten us. I believe that as long as the Mongolian general opposite is not stupid, he should take the initiative to withdraw his troops at this time."
"I hope so!" Meng Qing whispered.
What he was thinking was different from Wu Xingping's. The Mongols sent out so many cavalry that it would be difficult to give up just because of a single defeat.
The dozens of escaped Mongolian cavalry returned to the large group of Mongolian cavalry.
Wo Lunkuo's face was very ugly.
He saw clearly in the battle just now that the cavalry led by Arslan had no chance at all, so they were pushed back by the Tiger Banner's people relying on those large vehicles, and many people were killed.
Batu, who was riding on horseback, frowned deeply, looked sideways at Wo Lunkuo, and said, "Do you think the car formation with the tiger flag looks like the car camp in Ji Town back then?"
Hearing this, Wo Lunkuo was stunned for a moment, with a look of confusion on his face.
He didn't know what Batu was talking about in the car camp, and his father's generation was just an ordinary herdsman. It was because of his bravery that Su Nang recruited him into the camp as a personal guard.
Seeing that Wo Lunkuo didn't understand, Batu continued: "When Qi Jiguang was the commander-in-chief of Jizhen, his Qi army used car camps and firearms to cooperate, which caused us Mongolians to suffer a lot. Today I saw the tiger-shaped flag This car formation looks a bit like the Qi Jiajun car camp that I have heard about before."
"No way! Tiger Flag is just a business name from the Ming Dynasty. How could it possibly understand Qi Jiajun's stuff?" Wo Lunkuo frowned.
He had never heard of Cheying, but he knew about Qi Jiguang and Qi Jiajun. The famous Qi Jiajun back then had caused many losses to the Mongols.
Batu said: "Whether it is Qi Jiajun's car camp or not, we must be careful. This car camp is difficult to break at first glance."
Wo Lunkuo nodded in agreement.
He also found that the Tiger Flag's chariot formation was a bit powerful. Otherwise, Arslan and more than 200 Mongolian cavalry would not have been defeated without even touching the sides of the chariot formation, and they would have suffered numerous casualties. Few cavalry.
"Where are you, Taiji?" Batu asked a cavalryman who had escaped.
The cavalryman said with a sad face: "When we return to Taiji, my Taiji was killed by Mingren's blunderbuss."
"Useless trash." Batu raised his hand and drew it toward the cavalryman.
The cavalryman did not dare to hide and was whipped several times.
Batu's face looked very ugly.
Ordinary Mongolian cavalry are dead when they die, but if a Taiji dies, he will not be able to explain to Su Nang and Kankantada when he returns.
After all, he is not a Tumut person, he is just a supervisory minister of Tumut. Now that a Tumut Taiji has died, it can easily be misunderstood that he deliberately killed Azlan and weakened Tumut. strength.
Everyone in Tumote knew that Lin Dan Khan of Chahar wanted to unify Mongolia, and he was the supervising minister sent by Lin Dan Khan to Tumute. Although he was not the one who killed Arslan, he could not stop others. Think that way.
