put! "Meng Qing shouted.
Rows of muskets were fired, interspersed with the sound of squatting tiger cannons.
Countless pieces of lead and iron sand flew out of the barrel of the cannon, shooting at the Mongolian cavalry who rushed dozens of steps ahead.
The Mongolian cavalry at the front fell on their horses. Some of the horses hit by fire cannons or tiger crouching cannons also fell to the ground, and the cavalry on horseback fell heavily to the ground.
Many of the Mongolian cavalry who followed closely behind were knocked down by the corpses of Mongolians and horses in front. Some horses even had their legs broken, and many Mongolian cavalry were killed or injured.
The firecrackers on the Tiger Flag side finished firing the firecrackers in their hands and hurriedly retreated to the back. The firecrackers in the second row fired their firecrackers again in the direction of the Mongolian cavalry.
The gunmen in the third row also raised their guns and fired at the Mongolian cavalry in front.
More than 300 gunmen were divided into three teams, each with more than 100 gunmen. Coupled with the constant sound of gunfire from both wings, these Mongolian cavalry could not get close to the battle formation of the Tiger Flag for a while.
The grassland dozens of steps wide between the Tiger Flag battle formation and the Mongolian cavalry seemed to have become a natural chasm, separating the two groups of people.
But on this natural moat, there were bodies of people and horses left.
The three-stage shooting method ensures that the fire cannons can be fired continuously and the firepower is uninterrupted, while the Mongolian cavalry will leave at least a dozen corpses every time they take a step forward.
Nearly a thousand Mongolian cavalry were under continuous attack by firecrackers and iron cannons from the Tiger Flag, and soon the number of casualties exceeded one-fifth.
The blood on the ground has long dyed the earth underfoot red. There is not only the blood of Mongolians, but also the blood of war horses. Many grass leaves that have been trampled by horse hooves still have blood dripping on them.
The smell of roasted meat filled the air, more pungent than the smell of gunpowder, mixed with the smell of blood.
The corpses on the ground made the Mongolian cavalry rushing in front have the intention to retreat.
But the cavalry chasing after them from behind and on the left and right sides made it impossible for them to retreat even if they wanted to. Once they stopped, they would be trampled by the horses behind them, so they had no choice but to rush forward.
The Mongolian cavalry who rushed in front were killed or injured in rows, but the cavalry who followed behind pushed them closer to the battle formation of the Tiger Flag.
For the Mongols, as long as they can rush into the battle formation of the Tiger Flag, the next step can be as simple as hunting rabbits, as long as they chase and kill them.
Whoosh!
Someone on the Mongolian cavalry side began to draw their bows and shoot arrows.
As more and more arrows were shot from the side of the Mongolian cavalry, arrows soon filled the sky and shot towards the gunmen of the Tiger Flag.
The distance between the two sides was a full fifty steps away. At such a long distance, the soft bow in the hands of the Mongolians did not pose a great threat to the tiger-shaped flag fire gunners.
But the rain of arrows in the sky still hurt some of the fire gun hands of the Tiger Flag, and several fire gun hands fell to the ground with arrows in their hands.
The injured gunman was pulled away from the battlefield, and the vacant position was occupied by the people behind him.
As arrows continued to be fired from the Mongolian cavalry, more and more people were holding arrows in the hands of the fire gunmen. However, the fire gunmen were wearing cotton armor and their vital parts were protected by iron sheets. Many people were only slightly injured. Delay and continue to shoot firecrackers.
The Mongolian cavalry on the opposite side was helpless in the face of rows of muskets and shelling. They were either dead or wounded and incapacitated.
There are fewer and fewer cavalry coming from behind, while more and more corpses are piling up in front.
In the end, the Mongolian cavalry in the rear realized something was wrong and began to stop rushing forward, either pulling their horses to stop, or controlling their horses to retreat.
In this way, the cavalry rushing in front were no longer crowded, and there was no need to rush forward.
Some cavalry began to retreat towards both sides, and then more and more Mongolian cavalry discovered the tragic situation in front of them, and they turned their horses and retreated from both sides.
Soon, there were no targets within the firing range of the gun.
The Mongolian cavalry within sight retreated and fled.
The sound of gunfire stopped, but the four-pounder guns continued to fire, and solid bullets fell among the fleeing Mongolians.
"Beibei was defeated, Beibei was defeated." Wu Xingping couldn't help shouting.
Then more and more people shouted loudly that Beilu was defeated, wishing that everyone would know.
Meng Qing, captain of the warrior brigade, let out a sigh of relief.
This battle seemed very easy to win, but he knew that this battle was very dangerous.
It's not because of the huge gap in strength between the two sides, but because he has brought too many new recruits this time. For these new recruits, this is the first time for them to see actual combat and blood.
During the battle just now, he did not dare to look back, for fear of causing the recruits behind him to think too much, causing the recruits in the team to retreat on their own, causing a rout.
However, these new soldiers persisted and defeated the Mongolian cavalry, which had at least a thousand riders.
He believed that after this battle, all the new recruits in the team would be able to grow up and become elite soldiers of the Tiger Flag.
"Don't be too quick to rejoice. The enemy's strength is still not weak. Stay vigilant." The staff officer stood on the cart and shouted loudly, holding an iron horn in his hand.
As a staff officer, he and several other staff officers stayed behind the car formation. At this moment, the Beilu were defeated. He was worried that his team would become lax, giving the Beilu an opportunity to take advantage of, so he issued a warning.
The four four-pound cannons still bombarded the retreating Mongolian cavalry unyieldingly, and each cannon shot could always take away several Mongolian lives.
The sound of artillery did not stop until the defeated Mongolian cavalry returned to another Mongolian cavalry team.
Meng Qing said to the messenger on the side: "Go back and tell the convoy to move forward with the battle formation."
The messenger ran to deliver the order.
Meng Qing ordered again: "Everyone maintains the fighting position and moves forward in the direction of the Beibei."
The order was given, and the gunman who was about to take a break raised his gun again and moved forward with the team.
Several four-pounders were also manned and pulled forward by horses.
The leather boots worn by the soldiers of the Tiger Flag stepped on the dark red wet mud on the ground, and they advanced step by step towards the Mongols in front.
As they advanced, the entire team was silent, with only the sounds of footsteps and breathing.
The movement on the side of the Tiger Flag naturally attracted the attention of the Mongols.
Batu said to the bodyguards beside him: "Send a sentry over to see what the people with the Tiger Flag want to do?"
The guard rode away from the side.
Soon, a ten-man Mongolian sentry cavalry approached the direction of the Tiger Flag convoy.
These sentry riders did not approach from the front, but approached from one side and observed the situation from a slightly further distance.
