Nanming Engineer

Chapter 409 Dilemma
Viewed from the air, a small flat land among the mountains in Jinzhong is filled with densely packed figures. These figures are divided into two sides and gathered together in the shape of squares. The squares are very regular, like many stones about to collide with each other. Staring at each other, but no one dared to move first, firmly guarding the ground under their feet and staring at each other.

On the left side of the white square, there is chaos. White and black shadows are intertwined, like two intertwined wires, or two fighting snakes.

The black shadows were scattered, and the white shadows were sharp, breaking through the formation from the middle of the black shadows, galloping across the waves like chopping waves.

"kill!"

The spear in Li Dingguo's hand had long been embedded in the body of a Mongolian soldier who didn't know his life, and he let go without regret. It was impossible to pull out the spear that pierced the enemy's body from the horse galloping at high speed.

He had replaced a long-handled big knife in his hand, holding it with both hands. The blade was not very sharp. This was done deliberately so that the too sharp blade would lose its edge quickly when chopping.

The body flexibly dodges up, down, left and right, getting out of the way of spears and sharp knives. Then he stretches out the long knife from various angles, and uses the momentum of the horse to easily cut open the flesh and blood bodies wearing armor. , a lot of splattered blood fell on his body, and the white armor had turned into a red and white color, making him look ferocious and terrifying.

The Mongolian soldiers resisted at first, but the cavalry who stayed in place and circled were no different from infantry, while the Kuizhou army who came sprinting had an advantage in speed. This is also the most terrifying part of the cavalry. Bullets, cavalrymen on horseback are like riding bullets to fight. The combination of strength and speed can crush all objects that dare to block the way.

Karchuhun's tribal soldiers were easily defeated. After the heavy armored cavalry in front were killed, the light armored cavalry in the back were even less able to resist, and they all fell off their horses under the impact of the Kuizhou army.

"Don't scatter! Get together!" Li Dingguo didn't forget to stare around from the corner of his eye while cutting and killing, and kept shouting in his mouth, reminding his people not to chase the fleeing Mongols out of the brigade on a whim: "All follow Behind me, don't leave the team without authorization!"

The long knife in his hand opened the back of a Mongolian soldier who fled in a hurry, and the blood spurted out like rain. Li Dingguo rode out from the blood rain, and his eyes were bright and bright. The nearest Mongolian cavalry was hundreds of steps away. Besides, it was the Mongol who had distanced himself from Karchuhun during the shelling just now, and he had already come out through the formation.

The Mongolian cavalry in the distance was obviously hesitant. They slowed down slowly on the spot and had no intention of rushing over and fighting with the Kuizhou cavalry.

With a slight hesitation in his eyes, Li Dingguo pulled the reins, controlled his mount to run in a beautiful arc, turned a corner from the battlefield at the nearest corner, and led the white-armored cavalry to gallop back the same way.

Horse hooves stepped on the flesh and blood on the ground, splashing with blood. Occasionally, the surviving Mongolian soldiers were trampled by the horses and screamed miserably. The sound was short and frightening, and then there was no lingering sound immediately.

One of the bodyguards rushed forward with unfinished intentions. The excitement formed during the killing was written on his face. He asked Li Dingguo with great reluctance: "General, why don't you continue to charge and kill? The Tatars are timid, and this is a good time to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds." ah!"

Li Dingguo shook the blood drops on his sword and looked back at the movements of the Qing army. The same expression showed some pity, but he said resolutely: "The Marquis has an order not to go deep. The Tatars' vitality is not injured. This cavalry There are only a few thousand people, and there is a large group of Tatar cavalry behind us. Once we are trapped, we will not be able to get out. The military order is like a mountain, how can we wait for it!"

After killing this group of Mongols, they will retreat. It is indeed Wang Huan's order. The two armies are fighting, and the focus is on the overall situation. Huan do not want to see.

The Kuizhou army killed people and ran away, which surprised the remaining Mongolian cavalry who were nervously preparing for the battle in the distance. They were not tribal soldiers from Kaerchuhun, but small tribes attached to the big tribe. They were complex in composition, with about seven or eight The tribesmen were mixed together, and of course they were not so obedient. The Ming army's artillery fire just now was fierce, and they instinctively wanted to retreat some distance. This also happened to save them from the same fate as Kaer Chuhun.

But the main general is already dead, how can we just go back to Jianzhou Jurchen and give up?The Qing army has strict military discipline, and the crime of leading a general to die is the same as being afraid of fighting in front of the battle. However, these remaining tribal soldiers dare not catch up with the Kuizhou army. They are all leather armor and the like. The well-equipped Kaerchuhun tribe died not far away, and their spirits were lost, so it would be useless to kill them.

Until the gongs in the Qing army rang loudly, these Mongols breathed a sigh of relief and ran back in a hurry.

In the Qing army formation, Boluo's face was livid, and the cowhide scabbard of a long knife was rattled by him, almost bursting, and the anger in his heart turned into a mass of hostility, and sprayed out from his nostrils: "I still want this!" What's the use of waiting for useless soldiers? If they weren't afraid of death, Kaer Chuhun wouldn't die so ugly. The Mongols are so selfish and have no courage to live and die together. Let them fight to the death! They didn't kill the Ming army None of them are allowed to come back!"

The situation was chaotic just now, no one saw that Kaerchuhun died in the explosion, now the two armies separated, it was clear at a glance that Kaerchuhun was gone, he must be dead, so Boluo was even more angry.

But the other Mongolian princes standing behind Nikan and Boluo had embarrassing expressions, and there was a trace of hidden dissatisfaction in their shame. They were extremely resentful of the Jurchen nobles who used the Mongols as dogs, but they were afraid of the Jurchen soldiers. No one dared to speak.

Nikan shook his head. Although his face was white, he was quite calm. He had already recovered from the shock caused by the destroyer bombs and the divine cannon. With a finger, he took Bolo's horse rein and said in a deep voice: "Ask them to come up, but it's just a matter of time." The military exploits of the Southern Barbarians are nothing but useless in the war! You see, as soon as the Ming army succeeded in attacking, Geng immediately retreated without any greed. How could such an army be defeated by the frightened Mongolian soldiers? Leave their heads here, It’s worth a use.”

Bolo was pulled by him and said this, and slowly calmed down. The instinct of a veteran prevented his mind from being so angry that he lost his mind. He thought for a while with a sullen face, and then said in a low voice: "Southern barbarian firearms are sharp, then Cannons can hit so far, and there are such hand-throwing melee firearms, combining distance and near, how do we break it?"

Nikan shook his head, his face turned from white to dark, and he was obviously depressed. His eyes were fierce, and he stared at the artillery arrays on both sides of the Kuizhou Army again and again, but did not speak for a long time.

The rest of the generals of the Qing army naturally didn't make a sound. Everyone thought hard, but no one could think of a way to crack this firearm.

The nobles had nothing to do, but suffered from the tortoise-like advance of the Han army hiding behind the shield chariot. Cao Zhenyan witnessed the majesty of the Kuizhou army's killing captives and killing the Mongolian cavalry. At that moment, he almost thought that the next second the Ming army would face He will throw countless strange strips over like he did to Kar Chuhun, and then let him enjoy the baptism of fire and iron.

He wanted to stop. In fact, the Han army's advance did stop.

(End of this chapter)