Both sides exchanged shots.
Two Mongolian sentries were shot by cavalry guns and fell off their horses.
Before the two sides could get closer again, Tu Sha led the armored cavalry in a distant circle to distance themselves from the Mongolian sentry cavalry.
The remaining Mongolian sentries did not give up the pursuit because of their own casualties, and continued to pursue Tusa and others.
At this time, there were several Mongolian sentries in the distance approaching from other directions.
"Captain, Mongolian sentry cavalry from other directions are surrounding me. Do you want to retreat to the camp?" an armored cavalry asked Xiang Tusha.
Tu Sha loaded his own muskets with lead in his hand, and while looking around, he said: "No hurry, let's load the muskets in each hand first, and then shoot again."
The Tiger Cavalry on horseback slowed down and reloaded the musket in his hand.
After everyone loaded up, Tu Sha shouted: "There are many Mongolian sentry riders chasing us. Let's run them around first, gather them all together, and give them a hard blow."
The accuracy of the cavalry muskets was not that high. Dozens of cavalry muskets fired before could only hit two Mongolian sentries.
Tu Sha led his cavalry squad and galloped all the way. The Mongolian sentry cavalry chasing behind them met at one place, and there were many more people.
Soon, there were fifty or sixty Mongolian sentries chasing Tusha and the others.
"Brothers, get ready, let's do it again." As the words fell, Tu Sha pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and began to run diagonally.
The rest of the armored cavalry team, like him, turned their horses' heads one after another, ran straight forward, ran in an arc, and made a half circle on the grassland.
More than thirty armored cavalrymen each raised their muskets in their hands, controlled their horses with one hand, and rushed towards the Mongolian sentries in front.
At this time, the Mongolian sentinel cavalry also noticed the Tiger Banner cavalry rushing over. There was no panic at all. Everyone picked up their riding bows and loaded their arrows.
Both sides were preparing to shoot at each other, and their horses slowed down in unison.
When they were less than a hundred steps away, the Mongolian sentry cavalry took the lead in shooting the arrow in their hands.
Arrows flew through the air and landed a dozen or so steps away from Tusha and his horse. The arrow clusters were like bushes that suddenly grew out.
After shooting a round of feather arrows, the Mongolian took out the feather arrows in the quiver again and prepared to hang them on the bowstring again.
The distance between the two sides was less than sixty steps.
"Fight." Tu Sha shouted, and he took the lead in activating the mechanism of the cavalry gun and fired the cavalry gun in his hand.
The muskets in the hands of other armored cavalry were also fired one after another.
The gunfire sounded, Tu Sha turned his horse's head and galloped away without looking at the result.
The other armored cavalrymen, like him, fired their muskets, followed Tu Sha, rode their horses in a large circle, and finally galloped towards the camp of the Tiger Flag.
"Captain, I noticed just now that a handful of them killed a dozen Mongolian sentries." An armored cavalry shouted excitedly.
Tu Sha said with a smug look on his face: "The Mongols are nothing. When I was a horse bandit, I dealt with them just like I dealt with my grandson."
The horse bandits on the grassland not only robbed the passing caravans, but also overpowered the Mongolians. More Mongolians died in the hands of the horse bandits than the overpowered caravans.
"Captain, why don't we continue? If we come a few more times, we will definitely eat up this Mongolian sentinel cavalry." One of the armored cavalry said.
Tu Sha said: "The Mongolian army is about to catch up. It is easy to be bitten by the Mongolian army as we continue to kill them. Return to the camp first. There will be many opportunities to kill these Mongolians in the future."
As a cavalry captain, he had to observe the surrounding situation at the same time when killing people.
After the second fight with the chasing Mongolian cavalry, he had noticed that the Mongolian army in the distance had sent a group of several hundred Mongolian cavalry. If the fight continued, their small number would easily be overwhelmed by these hundreds of Mongolian cavalry. The cavalry made dumplings.
After hearing this, several of the armored cavalry turned around and looked behind them, and found that there was an additional Mongolian cavalry four or five miles away behind the Mongolian sentry cavalry.
Tu Sha led his small group of cavalry to escape Zhang Sancha's car formation and returned to the camp behind.
Seeing that many Tusha and others were being pursued, the Mongolian sentries returned one after another to collect the bodies of their dead companions.
The fortune-telling rabbit was riding a horse and standing under a large banner.
He saw that in the brief battle between his side's sentry cavalry and the tiger-shaped banner cavalry, not only was there no tiger-shaped banner cavalry left, but many of his own side's sentry cavalry were damaged, which made him look very ugly.
Kankantada on the side noticed that his face was not good, so he said: "The cavalry of the Tiger Banner wear iron armor and use the blunderbuss used by the Ming Dynasty. When the number of people is small, our sentry cavalry suffers in front of them." , unless you send out personal guards who are also wearing iron armor."
The Mongols also have elite armored cavalry who wear iron armor, but such people are the personal guards around Taiji, specially used to protect themselves, and only the personal guards of large tribes have iron armor, and Taiji from small tribes cannot afford them. The iron armor, even if it existed, was passed down from our ancestors, and it was already rusty and unusable.
After listening to Kankantada's explanation, Bushitu nodded.
There was no solution for the lack of iron in all parts of the grassland. Even among the tens of thousands of troops he brought, many of them used bone arrowheads, and only some large tribes had iron arrowheads available.
Kankantada added: "Don't worry, Khan. The cavalry of the Tiger Banner are only powerful because of their armor, but they are not many in number. We have tens of thousands of troops this time, so it will be easy to deal with them."
"Lao Taiji has everything to do with it." Bu Shitu nodded and said immediately, "When will Lao Taiji prepare to send my Mongolian warriors to capture the Tiger Flag's camp?"
Kankantada glanced at the tiger-character flag camp in the distance, which was a little higher than the ground level, and said: "Why don't the Great Khan send out a captain to fight first, try the tiger-character flag, and give us a chance to find the tiger-character flag?" The weakness of the flag gives the army the opportunity to capture them in one fell swoop.”
"Okay, just do what Lao Taiji wants." Bu Shitu nodded in approval, and then said to Zhamuhe beside him, "Follow what Lao Taiji said, send a team of a thousand people to try the tiger flag. A pound of gold."
Zhamuhe agreed and ran to deliver the order on horseback.
Not long after, a cavalry force of a thousand people, led by a captain, rushed towards the Tiger Flag camp ahead.
Zhang Sancha stood on top of a four-wheeled cart, holding a monocular in his hand, and kept observing the movements of the Mongolians on the opposite side.
He had seen a few hundred Mongolian cavalry approaching the chariot formation before, but after Tusha's cavalry team returned to camp, they retreated and did not come to attack the chariot formation.
Then, just after hundreds of Mongolian cavalry retreated, another larger group of Mongolian cavalry approached their wing.
"Get the order and get ready to meet the enemy." Zhang Sancha shouted loudly and jumped down from the roof of the car.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
A shrill whistle sounded in the middle of the car formation.
The gunners of the twelve four-pounders turned their guns and aimed their muzzles at the grass in front of the cavalry in the distance.
A gunner put a wooden wedge under the gun body to fix the muzzle. The gunner who lit the gun held a torch in his hand, ready to light the match rope at the tail of the gun.
