Tan Zaiwang and the armored cavalry around him moved, and in the eyes of the Mongolian sentries, they thought they were going to escape.
The morale of the Mongolian sentries and cavalry suddenly increased greatly.
In these days, they fought against the cavalry of the Tiger Flag, and for the first time they gained the upper hand in the battle.
The Mongolian sentries made strange roars one after another, and followed closely behind Tan Zaiwang and the others, gradually closing the distance between the two sides.
Tan Zaiwang and his armored cavalry did not return to the camp. Instead, they circled one side of the camp, as if they were going in a circle.
The Mongolian cavalry that was originally preparing to attack the Tiger Banner cavalry from the left had now joined the other Mongolian sentry cavalry and was chasing Tan Zaiwang and the others.
"Captain, you can't run anymore. If you keep running, the Mongolian sentries will catch up soon." shouted an armored cavalryman following Tan Zaiwang.
The Mongols are good at equestrian skills, but unlike the armored cavalry of the Tiger Flag, they wear heavy plate armor.
Seeing the distance between the two parties getting closer and closer.
Tan Zaiwang glanced sideways in the direction of the pursuing Mongolian cavalry, and immediately shouted: "Go past them on the right, and when you get close, use your musket to hit them. Don't let the Mongolian cavalry get close to you."
The armored cavalry raised their muskets and followed Tan Zaiwang, approaching the right side of the Mongols.
The two sides close the distance.
With only a few dozen steps left, Tan Zaiwang took the lead and fired the musket in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, the armored cavalry behind him fired their muskets.
A series of gunshots were heard, and some Mongolian cavalrymen who were galloping were hit and fell off their horses.
The running horses are very fast, and it is difficult to survive after falling from the horse's back. Especially those Mongolian cavalry who fell off the horse after being hit by a gun. Even if they did not die from the horse's gun, they would be dragged to death by the war horse or It was trampled to death by many war horses.
After firing a round of riding guns, Tan Zaiwang speeded up his horse again, went around to one side, and reloaded the riding guns at the same time.
The other armored cavalry were also loading gunpowder and projectiles into their cavalry guns.
After loading, Tan Zaiwang raised his musket with one hand and shouted loudly: "Brothers, follow me, let's do it again."
After shouting, he once again urged his war horses to approach the Mongolian cavalry.
When the two sides closed the distance again, Tan Zaiwang squeezed his wits and fired the musket in his hand.
boom! boom! boom!
After the sound of hundreds of muskets, all the Mongolians on horseback were seen falling off their horses in the Mongolian cavalry team.
However, at this moment, arrows were also shot from the Mongolian side.
In the panic, the Mongols didn't fire many arrows, and when these arrows were fired, Tan Zaiwang had already led his men away.
The arrows that failed to kill the enemy fell to the grass.
Even so, the Mongolian sentry cavalry almost vented their anger and fired another round of arrows.
Although the arrows were shot in the right direction, because Tan Zaiwang and others had already gone far away, all the arrows were shot empty again and fell to the ground, leaving clusters of arrows.
"Captain, these Mongolians are following us! Haha!" an armored cavalry shouted excitedly.
Tan Zaiwang raised the corner of his mouth, showing a hint of amusement, and immediately said: "Brothers, let's have another round, and then return to the camp."
"good."
Several armored cavalrymen nearby shouted at the same time.
Tan Zaiwang raised his musket with one hand, and with the armored cavalry around him, he once again leaned towards the chasing Mongolian sentries.
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The sound of muskets came from the muskets in the hands of the armored cavalry.
More than twenty Mongolian sentries fell off their horses again.
"Going back." Tan Zaiwang shouted and put away his musket.
After changing direction several times, the armored cavalry was now facing the main entrance of the camp. There was no need to change direction and they could return to the camp as long as they galloped all the way.
But not long after the war horse walked out, Tan Zaiwang frowned.
From the corner of his eye, he noticed that the Mongolian sentries that were chasing them had not given up yet and were still biting behind them.
If this continued, he knew that it would not be easy for his team to return to the camp smoothly.
"Captain, the Mongols have not retreated. They are still following us. They are forcing us to return to the camp, for fear of death." An armored cavalryman who also noticed this asked Tan Zaiwang for his opinion.
Tan Zaiwang frowned, and finally he felt fierce and said: "If we don't go back, let's fight with them. I won't believe it. We can't defeat these Mongolian sentries with all our iron bodies."
After saying that, he led the armored cavalry around him and began to change direction.
From the direction going straight to the camp, walk out in an arc to one side and head towards the Mongolian Sentinel Cavalry.
The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.
Soon, there were only a few dozen steps left.
At this time, neither Tan Zaiwang nor the armored cavalry used muskets. Instead, they drew their sabers and laid them on one side, while urging their horses to charge.
The Mongols also saw that the cavalry of the Tiger Banner did not run away, but chose to fight, and they all drew their weapons one after another.
Each of the armored cavalrymen had sabers in their hands, and the sharp blades emitted a cold light under the refraction of the light. However, the weapons in the hands of the Mongolians were of all kinds, with all kinds of shapes.
The distance of a few dozen steps was reached almost in the blink of an eye for a cavalry charge.
Tan Zaiwang led hundreds of armored cavalry and collided with more than 200 Mongolian sentry cavalry.
The collision of flesh and flesh, the blending of blood and blood.
After a round of fighting, the armored cavalry penetrated the Mongolian sentry cavalry team and appeared behind the Mongolian sentry cavalry team.
The fighting has just begun.
Tan Zaiwang turned his horse's head and led the armored cavalry to charge into the Mongolian sentry cavalry again.
A new round of fighting started again.
Corpses fell from their horses one after another, and dark red blood began to drip from the bright sabers in the hands of the armored cavalry.
Not only was the sword stained with blood, but everyone's breastplate, cheeks, and even the clothes exposed outside the breastplate were dyed another color with blood.
When Tan Zaiwang led the armored cavalry to kill the Mongolian sentry cavalry again, they reappeared in front of the Mongolian sentry cavalry.
At this time, the Mongolian sentries and cavalry were finally killed by Tan Zaiwang and others. They were so frightened that they collapsed and fled.
The corpses of Mongolians were scattered all over the ground.
Tan Zaiwang wiped the blood on his face and turned it into a big painted face.
However, he couldn't see his bloody face, and even if he saw it, he wouldn't care.
Looking at the fleeing Mongolian sentries, he did not choose to chase them.
From the previous series of fighting and pursuit, he knew that his own horses were very tired and were not suitable to continue to pursue the enemy. Moreover, even if he wanted to pursue them, he also knew that it would be difficult for them to catch up with the Mongolian cavalry who were bent on escaping.
"Gather the horses abandoned by the Mongols, take the wounded and killed brothers, and let's return to camp." Tan Zaiwang gave the order with a serious face.
Hundreds of people fought together with cold weapons. It was not only the Mongols who were killed or injured. Some of the armored cavalry were also injured and killed. However, the most casualties were on the side of the Mongolian sentry cavalry.
