In the Tartar tribe, which was less than ten miles away from the battlefield of cavalry fighting, the young and strong tribe had just attacked, and the remaining old and weak were together, guarding outside the tribe, looking forward to waiting for their families to return in triumph.

However, they did not wait for their relatives who had just set out to fight, but they waited for the Liaodong garrison that had already sharpened their swords and surrounded them.

When a huge encirclement appeared in the Tartars' vision, the only 20,000 elderly, weak and old women and scholars left in the tribe were directly trapped in unprecedented panic.

More than 10,000 garrison soldiers who were reorganized from the border army were not much better.

Although they were surrounded by themselves, a group of old, weak and old women and scholars who did not have much combat power. However, everyone in the Tartars was good at riding and shooting, and their very fierce reputation was still deeply imprinted into the hearts of these soldiers.

Therefore, these soldiers who are constantly moving forward are full of fear of the Tartars from the bottom of their hearts. Even if everyone is surrounded, they are just a group of old, weak and old women and scholars who do not have much combat effectiveness.

However, the only thing that made Sun Chengzong feel thankful was that the officers at all levels of the two garrison divisions were veterans and officers drawn by Wei Zheng from the First Infantry Division.

For them, they were not afraid of the true elite cavalry of the Tartars, not to mention these old, weak and old women and scholars who did not have much combat effectiveness. Therefore, they were not only confident but also full of expectations for this upcoming battle.

Under the leadership and influence of these officers, ordinary soldiers from the border army, no matter how panicked they were, could only hold muskets in their hands and take mechanical steps, advancing towards the Tartar tribe step by step.

Although the garrison division did not equip the cannons unique to the Tiger and Leopard Army, it was still equipped with dozens of mortars of various calibers...

Therefore, the two garrison divisions, who had just advanced to a hundred steps away from the Tatar tribe, dozens of mortars were quickly set up with the efforts of the gunners.

"Fire the artillery..." Faced with the Tartar tribe, which was already in chaos, some were scrambling back and forth in the tribe, while others forced themselves to hold their weapons and acted desperately... Sun Chengzong, with a murderous look on his face, was no longer afraid of the Tartars, and directly ordered loudly.

"Boom boom boom..." The dull mortar roar just sounded behind everyone, and dozens of flowering bullets mixed with the whistling sound of sharp shells ejected out of the mortar's long gun barrel and passed over everyone's heads...

The flowering bullet exploded when it fell to the ground. Balls of fireballs mixed with thick smoke quickly rose in the middle of the dense tents of the Tartar tribe. The Tartars who were scrambling to meet and run around in the middle of these tents were like paper. Those who were closer to the explosion point of the flowering bullet were thrown high into the sky by the air waves. Those who were a little further away were directly overturned to the ground by the flowering bullets, and under the attack of the flowering bullets, they turned into bloody corpses.

At this time, the Tartar tribe, which was already in chaos, became even more chaotic at this moment.

However, this unprecedented violent shelling for them was just the beginning.

When they were still in shock, panic and continued to roam around the tribe, the second round, and even the third round, the flowering bullets mixed with sharp whistling sounds, had already emerged from the air and landed beside them one after another and exploded.

Facing the constant explosions in front of me, and slowly being shrouded by Xiaoyao, a body was thrown away from time to time, the worries and solemnity of ordinary soldiers of the garrison were then covered by excitement.

Someone even shouted to himself with excitement, "Warning well, artillery fighting so well... I should have killed all the Tartars in the encirclement..."

The officers at all levels scattered among the soldiers did not miss this inspiring opportunity.

While commanding his soldiers and continuing to advance towards the Tartar tribe, he shouted loudly...

"Brothers, you can see it... Tartars are also humans, with two shoulders against one head... A flowering bomb was blown over, just like us Han people, and they were directly blown into pieces..."

"No matter how powerful the artillery brothers are, they cannot use flowering bullets to blow up all the old and weak in the tribe. Therefore, if you want to occupy the Tartar tribe in front of you, you will eventually have to rely on our infantry..."

"Let me hear it all, cheer up and prepare to destroy all the remaining Tartars in the tribe... The artillery brothers can kill Tartars, our infantry can kill Tartars, and they can kill Tartars, and they can kill more Tartars than their artillery."

Inspired by these officers, the excitement that enveloped everyone's faces was slowly replaced by confidence and heat.

At this time, officers at all levels threw out a very huge bait for ordinary soldiers at a very timely manner.

"Brothers, have heard of it... This time the attack on the Later Jin Dynasty, the general has made a decision to count the 20% of the finance that everyone plundered from the Later Jin Dynasty, whether it is gold, silver, or cattle and sheep. As a reward for sending troops to the Later Jin Dynasty, we will share it with everyone..."

"The Tartars we surrounded are all veterans who sent troops to plunder our Ming Dynasty all year round. Every household has a large amount of gold, silver, cattle and sheep... As long as we occupy their tribes, these finances and cattle and sheep will become our own... So, in the next battle, the more Tartars we kill, the more rewards we will receive..."

"Brothers, for the sake of money and for the revenge of those brothers who died in the hands of the Tartars... they all cheered me up, killed all the Tartars who dared to resist ours, and occupied their tribe..."

"In addition, during the battle, all the seizures are attributed to the prohibition of killing innocent people... Once discovered, military law is in operation... brothers, kill me..."

After the murderous shouts of killing were shouted out from more than 10,000 soldiers of the garrison, the fear of the Tartars in everyone's hearts finally disappeared, and was replaced by a trace of unprecedented confidence and fanaticism...

At this time, the mighty soldiers of the garrison troops were just pushing to a distance of less than a hundred steps from the Tatar tribe.

Facing thousands of old and weak Tartars who were hustling their bows and arrows, taking their gazes and acting together.

The officers scattered among the soldiers, without any hesitation, directly ordered their soldiers to raise their muskets, pull the trigger, and shoot round after round of dense lead bullets at them...
Chapter completed!