Countless people and horses rushed out of the forest like crazy, many of them with flames on their bodies. The fast running horses gave the flames enough oxygen. The faster the horses ran, the louder the screams of the people above them.

Under the silver moonlight, gunshots continued to ring out. Guys riding war horses, waving sabers, or bending bows and arrows were shot off their horses. The gunners of the Liao army were all lying on the ground and shooting, and their good shooting posture ensured

Improved shooting accuracy.

Noyan Geron sent out rangers to patrol around, and those rangers also discovered the rocket launcher. Unfortunately, the rangers did not have time to run back and bring the fatal news to Noyan Geron.

The crazy rangers could only use the machetes in their hands, as well as bows and arrows to try to break through the defense line. They also held a few grenades and died together with those long-tube guys.

The bullets easily tore through their leather armor, and then flew out with muscle and bone fragments and large amounts of blood. None of the elite rangers broke through the infantry's defense line.

On the muddy grass, countless soldiers were galloping. These soldiers were arranged in groups of three and five, looking chaotic but orderly. Some people were moving forward, and some stopped to be on guard. The whole team was rolling forward and moving quickly.

The gun-carrying soldiers half-kneeling on the ground shot very accurately. As long as the Zhungeer cavalry appeared in the shooting range, people and horses would be hit by several bullets.

After all, there were only a few Zhungeer cavalry who could fight against the Liao army at this time. After most of the cavalry rushed out, they rushed their horses and galloped away. It didn't matter which direction they were in, they just ran out of the battlefield first.

What they didn't expect was that a large number of cavalry had already surrounded the battlefield. Tens of thousands of cavalry were scattered within a radius of fifty miles. These cavalrymen held semi-automatic rifles in their hands. They held the rifles with both hands and clamped the horses with their legs.

Shooting from a galloping war horse actually has a good hit rate.

The anxious Jungar cavalry wanted to fight back with bows and arrows, but the range and hit rate of bows and arrows were much worse than bullets. The result of the exchange of fire was that almost no Liao cavalry fell off their horses, while few Jungar cavalry escaped.

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The large group of pack horses galloped towards the hellish forest. When they were still four or five miles away from the forest, the pack horses stopped. The artillerymen jumped off their horses and assembled the mortars as quickly as possible.

The cavalry regiment quickly spread out around to guard, not allowing any Jungar cavalry to approach.

Mortars are world-famous for their simple structure and crazy rate of fire. A square tray, a barrel, and a tripod are enough.

There is no need to count soldiers in such a big forest. Once the direction is corrected, the cannonballs can hit it hard.

A mortar shell landed under the belly of Na Keer's horse. Nuoyan Gelong saw with his own eyes that both the man and the horse were lifted up by the air waves. The shrapnel exploded the horse's belly to pieces, and the horse's intestines fell out while it was still in the air.

.The man on horseback fell to the ground, tumbling like a fish, and the screams were inhuman.

Just now, he had dreamed that Khan Baturhun had given him the Bayan Ulan Sea. With the glory of defeating the Ming army, he had received countless praises and honors.

But the sound of landslides and ground cracks brought him back to reality from his dream. There were explosions and fires everywhere, and the screams of people and the neighing of horses were intertwined. The flying shrapnel easily tore apart the flesh and blood body, which was still alive and kicking just now.

After a burst of smoke and loud noise, the man or horse turned into a broken corpse lying on the ground smoking.

There were human legs hanging on the burning tree, and a hanging intestine on the head of the burning man. A hand stood up abruptly on the ground, as if an evil ghost from hell came out to seek life. Half of a body was hung on the horse running in panic.

The body's feet were still firmly stuck in the stirrups, but there was no trace of the upper body.

No one obeys orders, and no one wants to obey orders. Everyone is looking for horses, and then no matter which direction they are heading, they run out first. The whole forest is burning, and if you don't escape, you will be burned to death.

die.

The gunpowder smoke made Nuoyan Gelong cough violently, and it only lasted ten minutes. The entire forest was already filled with smoke, and many people were rushing around in the smoke. People and horses, horses and horses, and horses and people bumped into each other from time to time. Then

There were angry curses and the "click" sound of the steel knife hitting the bones.

This is no longer the human world, but purgatory!

"It's over!" Nuoyan Gelong muttered and took a grenade from his belt.

The current situation is that even if you rush out, you will be chopped into pieces by the mad Batur Hui. These are 20,000 elite Jungar cavalry, and they will be destroyed alive in their own hands. Danzila lost 2,000 people at the beginning

, and was almost beheaded by Baturhun.

Pulling the pull tab of the grenade, Nuo Yangelong had a smile on his face and tears in his eyes. Now thinking about how ridiculous it was to be so high-spirited when he set off. This was a trap of the Han people, and the Han people were so cunning.

But now that we know this is a trap, what’s the point?

A big tree in front of him suddenly jumped up, and then the huge tree crown crashed down. Nuoyan Gelong felt that his body was flying lightly. In the air, he saw pine trees burning like torches, cavalry scurrying around.

A grenade that exploded in your own hand!

It didn't hurt at all! Nuoyan Gelong didn't feel any pain at all. He saw his fingers falling downwards in an arc and disappearing into the smoke. And he was hung on the branch of the tree. The branches carried him

The flames licked his body.

There was still no pain, but his body felt colder. Taking one last look at the burning tree, Noah Gronn found that his legs were missing. The flames were licking his messy chest, and his leather robe began to burn.

"Go forward, hurry up. All the military glory has been taken away by those bastards of the 1st Cavalry Division...!" Ao Canghai desperately directed the soldiers to run, and his boots stepped on the muddy grassland, making "puff" and "puff"

"The sound came. After a while, everyone's feet were stained with two big lumps of mud. If you want to run fast, you have to get rid of the mud.

Although Mr. Ao was so anxious that his head was smoking, the speed of the army was getting slower and slower.

For Mangui's 1st Cavalry Division, this battle is like a hunt. The prey keeps coming out of the woods, and the cavalry only needs to shoot at people or horses. To a certain extent, this is

Easier than hunting.

Even though some crazy prey rushed over, the horses under their crotches were far from as strong as those of the First Division. As they chased after each other, the Zhungeer people's horses became slower and slower. At this time, they had to run wildly to survive.

, slowing down your horse is fatal.

As long as the horse cannot run and stop, the bullet will penetrate into the body accurately. It is always easier to hit a fixed target than a moving target.

The forest with a radius of more than ten miles burned for a whole night and a whole morning.

In fact, by the time the fire burned until morning, no one had come out of the forest. With such a huge fire, people who stayed in the forest would either be smoked to death or roasted alive.

Ao Canghai looked helplessly at the battlefield, where Mangui's cavalry was wandering around picking up human heads. Heads are important evidence for judging military merit. When Mangui was still a young man, he developed a good and bad habit of cleaning the battlefield.

No matter what, having grinning human heads hanging around a horse's neck would not make people want to eat it. Li Xiao glanced at the large pancake rolled with shredded potatoes in his hand and couldn't eat it no matter what.

Li Xiao said many times that all he had to do was cut off one ear. But Mangui's First Cavalry Division stubbornly cut off their heads, as if not doing so would not be enough to demonstrate their achievements.

"It's a long way back. If you're not afraid of the weight, just carry it." Li Xiao reluctantly put down the cake, jumped on his horse and shouted to others to get on the road.

More than 20,000 people were killed that night, and the ammunition consumption was astonishing. Neither the First Division nor the First Cavalry Division were able to fight another battle. Now it is best to withdraw to Zhangwu and replenish food and ammunition. Li Xiao's

Your mind will feel more at ease.
Chapter completed!