The artillery of the Ming army stopped because there was nothing wrong, but because of the order issued by Ye Yun.

Why did such an order be issued? Because this army has many new recruits, and there are only a few of the three thousand cavalrymen on the opposite side.

If the opponent wants to continue to attack the camp, we will be able to get a close opportunity, which can be considered as a training for our new recruits. If there is no blood on the battlefield, how can we grow?

When they have this experience, they will be able to deal with this tragic situation next time.

"Prince, give orders quickly to ask them to come back quickly, so that there will be a front-line opportunity. Look at their infantry, their muskets are ready. If they are asked to continue moving forward, no one will come back."

No one else could see what it meant, but Wu Sangui had fought with Ye Yun before, so he naturally knew that Ye Yun was not an ordinary person, so he must have a reason for doing this.

Wu Sangui looked at the telescope for a long time and understood Ye Yun's idea. There were less than 1,500 people left. If we rushed over like this, it would not be enough for the other party to fight in a mess. This was simply unnecessary loss.

"You know, I have been fighting for so many years. Don't you know what the situation is like on the other side? Now there must be problems with their artillery. If there were no artillery, they would be just a group of ordinary infantry. It will take a long time for a musket to shoot, and we will definitely be able to pass through their queue."

Haoge pushed Wu Sangui away with one move, and he had no intention of retreating. Three thousand cavalrymen were of course precious, but for Haoge, this was nothing. If there was such a woman's kindness, he would not have to do anything in the future.

The most terrible thing is his reputation. This is his first battle. If he loses his subordinates like this, what is the difference between me and Duoduo?

What's more, in Hauge's view, any war is a loss. As long as we can hold on, we can win the final war. If even people can't bear to leave this little, what else can we fight?

About eight thousand soldiers raised the muskets in their hands. They had arranged them all according to the commander's requirements. Each person had only one chance to shoot. After firing, they were loaded with bullets from behind.

Many new recruits also held their breath, basically the first and second tiers, that is, one veteran leads two new recruits.

When the recruits saw the calm veteran next to him, they felt much more relaxed, much better than before.

If these veterans were not available, these recruits alone would not know how many troubles arise. Of course, the officers above also understood that after all, they should give them the chance they should give to the battlefield for the first time, and they cannot expect them to be the same as veterans.

After several battles, I grew into a veteran.

"preparation."

The commanders of each company commander raised their swords. The company commander judged the distance ahead, and the soldiers only needed to be responsible for aiming.

For them, the goal in front of them is really too big. When they are on the training ground, their target is not that big. Now it means that the difficulty is reduced.

Just as the company commander said, imagine the enemy in front of you as a target on the training ground. If one person kills one, we will win.

Eight thousand musketeers faced 1,400 cavalrymen. This ratio was the first time in the history of the new army. It was no exaggeration to say that this was a killing chicken with a ox knife.

"shooting…"

After putting down the commander's command knife, the platoon leader shouted loudly, and the squad leader took the lead in firing the first bullet.

Commanders at all levels have their own tasks. The platoon leader stared at the commander's commander's commander's hand. The squad leader pricked up his ears and listened to the company commander's orders. The soldiers under him stared at his squad leader, staring at him one level, forming a complete military system.

The crackling sound soon sounded, and everyone was also a little nervous at the moment, but they were just a little nervous watching the Qing cavalry on the battlefield. They were like they encountered a wall, and people kept falling down.

When the shells were bombarded just now, their losses were quite large because the landing points of the shells were different.

But most people can't see it, only those standing on the city wall can see it. Now the situation is completely different. Nowadays, there are many people falling down, and some soldiers also have a look of fear on their faces.

This scene was really shocking. No matter how these cavalry used it, when they rushed to this line, they all fell into one posture.

When they were shot, their whole body tilted to the side, and the war horse began to tilt. When their hands could not grasp the reins, they fell off the horse.

Some people died directly on the war horses and allowed them to be taken anywhere.

More often, the war horse was shot, and the war horse after being shot was directly under the ground, which in turn affected the colleagues who were charging behind.

If they were all veterans, Luan Qiang would definitely order his subordinates not to shoot at the war horses.

But there are so many new recruits in the team, this is not a joke. If they can win this war, it is perfect. They cannot ask too much for them. If the enemy rushes in, no one can bear the responsibility.

"Shoot the arrow."

The remaining Qing cavalry then realized that they had rushed to a range of 100 meters, and their bows and arrows had already worked.

Although some of the officers issued orders, they were no longer in a system. There were only dozens of scattered bows and arrows shot over, and there was not much force. The people here only needed to dodge gently.

How is this possible?

Haoge on the city wall stared at everything in front of him, which made him feel heartbroken.

He didn't believe that everything in front of him was true. For him, even if the three thousand pigs were all three thousand pigs, it would be impossible for him to be killed in half an hour.

Although not all were killed in battle now, there were only a few dozen people riding on the horse, and it was obvious that they could not run out. The Ming soldiers were shooting at them, and it was a matter of time before they were killed in battle.

Since entering the pass, let alone three thousand iron cavalry, even hundreds of cavalry can chase thousands of Ming soldiers and run around.

Now three thousand cavalry have been dispatched, but they have not received any effect. Instead, the entire army has been killed in half an hour, which is much worse than that of Duoduo.
Chapter completed!