"Mang Gurtaibele, the Ming army is catching up again!"
Three or four miles away from the battlefield just now, when Mang Gurtai was listening to the reports from his subordinates, the scouts came to report quickly.
"Catching up? You're really looking for death!"
"Manggurtebele, let's charge again. Before they can stand firm, let's rush over and make a surprise attack!"
"Yes, there was a horse-blocking stake just now, so we couldn't charge, but now is a good opportunity!"
"Baylor, give the order quickly, otherwise this opportunity will be missed when the Ming army takes a firm stand!"
…
"The whole army is ready, charge!"
After weighing for a moment, Mang Gurtai gave the order to charge again.
I really can’t swallow the breath I just took. The cavalry faced the infantry, and it was still the Ming Dynasty’s infantry.
The people who have not encountered the Ming army have actually killed five or six hundred people themselves. If they don't retaliate, they can't sleep at night.
Just a moment later, the scene made Mang Gurtai furious, his eyes gnashing, his face red and his muscles bulging.
Because the scene from the last charge happened again.
After nearly thirty years of service in the army, this was the first time I saw an army advancing with a large number of horse-repelling stakes.
When they attacked, the Ming army resisted horse formations and attacked with firearms;
When they retreated, the Ming army pursued them with horse-repelling stakes, attacking steadily;
It was precisely this simple tactic that made the cavalry they were proud of useless. Instead, many people were killed by firearms.
An hour later, Mang Gurtai, who was forced to retreat, met Amin who was ambushing him.
Amin was a little surprised to see Mang Gurtai and the elites with low morale behind him.
Then he smiled and said: "Lao Wu, it's not that serious. Killing thousands of Ming army infantry and losing hundreds of people is normal.
It can be seen from these few attacks on the city that the combat power of Zunhua City's defenders is considered to be above average. It is reasonable to exchange a few hundred for a few thousand. It is impossible not to lose any of them.
Okay, you retreat quickly and go to the next place to ambush. The pursuers of Santun camp will be left to us, and we will also let us kill them! "
Listening to Amin's babbling words, Mang Gurtai, who was already gloomy, suddenly gasped loudly.
In the surprise of Amin and the generals, they spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Lao Wu, it's not like that, you..."
"Shut up!"
Mang Gurtai stared at Amin angrily: "I didn't kill the pursuers in Zunhua City, and we didn't even have direct contact. Instead, we lost hundreds of people!"
"What? How is this possible!"
"Send someone to check it out yourself!"
Mang Gurtai was angry and was too lazy to talk to Amin, but he did not lose his mind. He turned to look at the deputy general behind him: "Agul, tell Amin the specific situation!"
After a moment, Amin and the generals behind him looked at each other in disbelief.
Then he frowned. If this was the case, their cavalry and ambush would be useless.
"It's actually not difficult to break!"
Amin's lieutenant Rob Sanda said something, which suddenly attracted everyone's attention to him.
"First, use firearms to attack, blast out a passage, and the cavalry can charge quickly!"
When everyone heard this, they all rolled their eyes. The idea was a good one, but unfortunately it was nonsense.
There were firearms, but they were all taken away by the Chinese army and used to break through Longjing Pass. They could not be found for a while.
"Second, let the warriors dismount and move away the horse-rejecting stakes. No matter how many horse-rejecting stakes there are, they are limited.
As long as we open a road that is one or two feet wide, with the speed of our charge, they will be lambs to be slaughtered! "
"Unrealistic!"
Mang Gurtai's deputy general Agul shook his head: "If we dismount and move the horse stakes, the Ming army will send troops to attack our warriors.
If we send out ten, they can send out twenty or thirty. In the end, it will only turn into an infantry attack, and our cavalry will lose its advantage.
In a foot battle... we may not necessarily be able to take advantage. This is the result they most want to see. "
Seeing everyone thinking deeply, Robusanda said confidently: "Then there is only one last method. This kind of...battle formation is only suitable for situations where our cavalry cannot deploy.
Just lead them to the wide area of Sancha River twenty miles away, and the cavalry will outflank them.
They think that the whole army's defense can only disperse the Juma stakes. In this way, we can break through the Juma stakes with a few attacks under pressure. By then, the Ming army will be a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. What do you think? "
"feasible!"
"You can give it a try!"
"This is the only way we can do it. I hope it will be effective. Otherwise, if the reinforcements from the Ming army do the same thing, we will be really in danger!"
"In that case, Mang Gurtai, lead another attack and then withdraw directly.
I'll see if I can catch him by surprise. If not, we'll just retreat and have a big fight at Sancha River! "
At this point, Mang Gurtai could only agree.
So they led another attack, leaving several corpses behind, and then evacuated directly.
But the Ming army did not pursue again as expected, but stopped two or three miles in front of Amin's ambush, which made Amin depressed.
Little did he know that every move of Amin and others had been clearly seen by the hidden scouts sent by Sun Zushou.
In terms of familiarity with the surrounding areas of Zunhua, the scouts in Zunhua City are more familiar with Jiannu with their eyes closed.
Wanting to ambush the Ming army was like a dream.
Amin didn't move, and Sun Zushou naturally didn't move either. When Zunhua's reinforcements caught up, he pushed them across.
More than half an hour later, Zhao Guangrui, the newly appointed deputy commander-in-chief of Santun Battalion, caught up with Sun Zushou with 10,000 firearms soldiers.
Zhao Guangrui looked at Sun Zushou with excitement on his face. Before he could speak, Sun Zushou said seriously, cupping his fists and saying, "Zunhua Counselor Sun Zushou has met Deputy General Zhao!"
Zhao Guangrui looked extremely embarrassed and said with a smile: "General Sun, can we talk properly? If brothers hear this, they will kill me!"
Before Sun Zushou could continue to speak, Zhao Guangrui hurriedly said: "General Sun, Mr. Yuan Ge said that our front army is under your command!
Our army of 10,000 people has concentrated most of the firearms troops of the Santun camp, including 240 squatting tiger cannons, 28 Fran machine cannons, and 360 junior general cannons.
The gunpowder and lead bullets they carry are enough to fire ten times. The Chinese army also carries ammunition, which is enough to blow up the chambers of these artillery!
Oh, by the way, the Chinese army also brought ten general cannons. "
PS: At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the proportion of firearms and equipment in the army was very high. The ratio of the nine-town frontier army was basically 30% to 50%, but the quality was uneven and the training was not enough.
Sun Zushou's eyes lit up when he heard that there was a general's cannon.
Although there are many Tiger Crouching Cannons and Little General Cannons, their power and range are limited.
Although the General Cannon is not as powerful as the Hongyi Cannon, it is definitely much stronger than the Tiger Crouching Cannon. Five pounds of lead bullets can travel nearly two miles, making it a real killer weapon.
"In that case, let's treat the ambush soldiers in front to a feast of artillery first?"
