"No!"

This sudden bombardment made Nuerhachi's eyes wide open. He never thought that a red cannon with such range and power could be carried with the army. This completely overturned his previous understanding of Ming Dynasty artillery.

Nuerhachi's heart was bleeding, but at this moment, the arrow was on the string and he had to fire. The charge had been launched and could no longer be stopped. After such a short acceleration, the speed of the horses had been fully exerted. If it were to stop suddenly, the formation would definitely be broken.

If there is chaos, it will inevitably fall into a collapse like just now.

Woohoo!

The low horn sounded, which was the order for the entire Jurchen Eight Banners to attack. As soon as the order came out, no one could spare any effort and all pressed forward. Nuerhachi had no choice but to gamble with his chips at the moment.

Bet on it.

"As long as you can get me close, as long as you can get me close." Nuerhachi yelled crazily with red eyes, approaching the Yulin Army became his only goal.

At this time, with the long-distance running, the Jurchens seemed to have become smarter. They followed their banner masters and Niu Lu, forming a dense formation and separated from each other. This could minimize the harm of shelling. After all, at this time

It is still a solid bullet, so there must be a large enough distance. The shell loses kinetic energy as it dances.

Moreover, a dense crowd can reduce the space. After the shell hits, it will jump away and go to other places, which can also reduce some losses.

The Jurchens are indeed a famous fighting race. Their newly civilized fighting instincts are amazing, but they have figured out ways to reduce losses after just a short period of contact.

Next, as the cavalry increased its speed and approached, although Xu Wen adjusted the elevation angle twice again, the damage caused was far less than the first sudden bombardment, and the effect in disrupting the formation was not very good.

Although some of the Jurchen cavalry that had been heavily exposed to artillery fire had collapsed and scattered, there were still three cavalry groups that gathered together and rushed over crazily.

The Jurchens' riding skills were not very good at first. They were a nation of fishers and hunters, not nomads, so their riding skills were naturally not much better. However, after so many years of war, those who could not ride a horse have died, and the rest are all horsemen.

A man with superb skills, even a dragoon, can launch a charge if given a horse.

At this time, the scene in front of me showed the superb riding skills of the Jurchens. As the distance approached, the cavalry that was originally divided into three groups gradually came closer, merged into one, and rushed towards the musketeers crazily.

However, behind this crazy rush, there was something strange. About 10,000 Jurchen cavalry were slowing down and gradually separated from the team. After the speed slowed down, they quickly turned their horses and ran towards the back.

Go, don't even gather the thousands of cavalry that were defeated by artillery before, and just run away.

"Farewell, Ama!" Huang Taiji shouted silently in his heart, and left without looking back. He wanted to go over the mountains and ridges to Mongolia.

The remaining more than 30,000 cavalrymen were densely packed together, charging forward desperately with crazy momentum.

Li Tao stood behind the battle line, sitting on a horse, staring coldly at the opposite side, constantly calculating the distance between the two sides.

"One hundred steps...ninety steps...eighty steps...seventy steps...sixty-five steps...that's now!" As the distance got closer, Li Tao's eyes grew brighter.

It became brighter and brighter, and in the end it was like a fire. When the distance reached the critical point of sixty-five steps, his eyes seemed to be filled with flames, and they burned with a breath.

"Fire!" Li Tao's shrill voice suddenly sounded. Anyone who heard the sudden words would be startled. However, the staff officer who had been waiting for the order was not there. He was concentrating on waiting for the commander's order.

The armor-piercing range of a musket is sixty steps. The reason why the order was issued at a distance of sixty-five steps is because it takes time to transmit the command to fire, and it also takes time for the soldiers to react. By the time the order is passed, it will be almost the same.

Reached sixty steps.

No, based on the opponent's speed, he must have reached sixty steps.

Bang bang bang!

The musketeers on the first battle line opened fire in sequence. Due to the delay in order transmission, some of them received the order to fire first, and some later. When the second battle line came, all of them fired together.

, the neat gunshots almost turned into a loud noise, and the smoke quickly filled the air.

Soon, time turned and the first round of three shots ended, followed by the second discussion. This time after the discussion and shooting just now, the gunfire sounded neatly again.

After the loud bang-bang-bang sound of gunfire, the smoke became thicker again.

As the muskets continued to fire, Li Tao was staring at the huge noise, tilting his ears and listening attentively. Every time the battle lines exchanged, there was a very brief period of silence. During this short period of time,

Li Tao relied on his hearing to carefully judge the status of the Jurchen cavalry.

"Cease fire! Retreat!" Suddenly, after the third round of three-stage attack, Li Tao's shrill voice sounded again, and the loyal staff officer passed on the order equally quickly. After giving the order, Li Tao turned around and left.

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All the musketeers immediately stopped what they were doing, turned around, and retreated through the passage left by the phalanx, or the gap between the three phalanxes, or on both wings. During the training, they knew that this was an order related to their lives. They

Particularly sensitive to this.

However, due to the delay in the transmission of orders, people retreated sooner or later. After noticing this, Li Taoyou, who was retreating, thought to himself, "We need to vigorously cultivate the command of the musketeers."

Now that I have become an official, the disadvantages of unified command by one person are too great."

Thinking of this, Li Tao glanced at the company commanders and battalion commanders who were shouting orders with some envy. With this knowledge and experienced commanders, Li Yuyu obviously didn't have to shout like he just did.

Just stand where you are gracefully.

When the musketeers retreated, the spearmen were not idle. Whether they were soldiers who were new to the battlefield or officers with combat experience, they all understood that their retreat meant that the cavalry was about to charge over.

"Reject the horse! Reject the horse!" Officers at all levels yelled at the top of their lungs. After hearing the order, the soldiers in the front row squatted down reflexively and put the end of their spears on the ground, while the soldiers behind them lifted their spears.

It was placed on their shoulders and thrust out from the gap at the back. The formation that had just been loose due to the passing of the musketeers instantly became dense.

Wearing an all-iron breastplate, with solid companions behind him, and a steel jungle with cold light shining from the tip of the spear in front of him, even the soldiers on the front line felt full of security in their hearts.
Chapter completed!