"After arriving at Dazhai, we must rescue the Great Khan and the little prince first, and then rescue other officials!"
"As for property and stuff, save people first!"
Mozhiga rode on his horse and loudly ordered the lieutenants around him.
"Yes! Sir!"
All the troops agreed in unison, but before they finished speaking, they heard bursts of roaring sounds suddenly coming from behind the gravel mountains on both sides.
Everyone looked subconsciously and saw fireballs suddenly flying out from both sides of the night sky.
It went straight towards the troops and smashed it down.
"Hey? What is this?"
Everyone was muttering, but Mo Riga in the crowd suddenly reacted.
Then he shouted loudly: "Disperse...disperse quickly...the enemy is attacking!"
"Boom...boom...boom..."
However, it was already too late, as pieces of fireballs hit the densely packed White Tiger Army.
It exploded instantly, and the soldiers screamed one after another.
The injured and frightened horses lost control and trampled the wounded who fell to the ground crazily.
The scene suddenly fell into chaos, with people shouting and shouting.
"md...This should be the firearm belonging to Nanhai Prince Nan Yanxi! It was the Qiaonuo tribe who raided us..."
Mozhiga shouted loudly: "Everyone listen to the order, don't panic, speed up through the valley!"
"Don't panic... don't be confused... rush! Speed up through the valley...!"
However, his shouts were of no avail amidst the thunderous bombardment.
Those nearby were okay, but those a little further away couldn't hear it, and the scene was chaotic.
Mo Riga had no choice but to order the messengers to blow the charge horn.
I hope the sergeants who heard this will understand what I mean by asking them to rush out quickly.
Mo Riga himself led the pro-army troops and rushed forward first.
As long as they leave this valley, with the speed of their cavalry, once they disperse, they will naturally no longer be afraid of the artillery.
Regardless of whether other soldiers can hear the trumpet or not, at least I can't die here.
As for retreating, I'm afraid it won't be easy.
He was leading the team and was already approaching the mouth of the valley.
If we retreat further, not only will the enemy's artillery fire not respond, but our own chaotic and defeated army will also block the way.
Therefore, although I feel that there may be obstacles ahead, I have no choice but to rush forward.
"Drive... drive..."
Mo Riga led eight thousand soldiers and rushed towards the mouth of the valley.
Since he had already expected that there would be obstacles ahead, he deliberately ordered his deputy general to lead his men to clear the way.
Mozhiga, on the other hand, hid in the middle and rear of the team, sandwiched among the pro-army troops.
A group of cavalrymen raised their hooves and rushed towards the entrance of the valley.
Seeing that they were about to escape, torches suddenly appeared on both sides and in front of the team.
Mo Riga's heart tightened, and he thought that his estimate was indeed correct, and there was indeed an ambush ahead.
Suddenly, I had some intention of retreating, but when I looked back, I saw that there was already a sea of fire behind me.
In the sea of fire, there were faintly visible soldiers of the White Tiger Army struggling and wailing.
The artillery on both sides of the mountain was still coming tirelessly one after another, and it was about to hit him on the butt.
Mo Riga gritted his teeth and immediately ordered the messengers around him: "Send the order, order the whole army to attack at full speed!"
"If you rush out, you will win. If you retreat, you will be killed immediately!"
The messenger quickly blew the horn.
"Woo..." The melodious voice resounded across the battlefield, and the remaining cavalry of the White Tiger Army instantly felt like they were on fire.
He roared in his mouth, waved the scimitar in his hand, and rushed towards the blocking position ahead.
"Kill..."
The bursts of shouts of death, accompanied by the rumble of horse hooves, seemed overwhelming and devastating.
The panicked Mo Riga felt a little calmer at this time.
I comforted myself in my heart that no matter how powerful the firearm was, it could not withstand my cavalry.
In this world, it is a nightmare when infantry meets cavalry, especially the most elite cavalry on the grassland.
...
At this time, Ye Zhiyu, who was dressed in military uniform, was staring with a serious face at the enemy cavalry that was getting closer and closer in front of him.
Twenty steps in front of me was a temporary trench dug with some sharpened wood and tree branches placed in it.
This time it was a raid, and we didn't have time to make too many resisting horses.
The new troops brought this time are all firearms troops, and there are no heavy armored shield troops and spearmen that can deal with cavalry.
Although I have long known the power of this firearm and have seen it before.
But when faced with such a fierce White Tiger cavalry, Ye Zhiyu, who had received education in traditional warfare, was inevitably a little nervous.
Ten steps in front of him was an artillery position that had been set up, all loaded with gravel shot.
Behind him are the musketeers who are waiting in full formation.
Ye Zhiyu calmed down and saw that the enemy cavalry was about to reach the range of their horse bows.
Instantly shouted: "Fire!"
"Boom...boom...boom..."
"Pah...pah...pah..."
The artillery and muskets fired at the same time, spitting out protruding tongues of flame and dispersing the surrounding darkness for an instant.
The White Tiger Army's intensive attack on the cavalry formation had already exploded with blood.
Wails and horses' neighing echoed all around in an instant.
Ye Zhiyu looked at the knight in front of him and was hit by several gravel shells.
The tall horse and the mighty knight on its back were beaten to pieces in an instant.
However, those rubbles did not dissipate, and knocked down several enemy soldiers behind him before giving up.
The grassland ahead turned into a slaughterhouse in an instant, with flesh and blood everywhere, and broken arms and legs everywhere.
Those from humans, horses, and others are mixed together and cannot be distinguished.
The musketry team behind the artillery adopted a three-stage design method.
The riflemen in the front lay down on the ground, the second row kneeled, and the third row stood.
The new rifle can reload quickly, and its three-stage shooting is much faster than the old-style firecracker.
The crackling gunfire was like fried beans, dense but rhythmic.
The White Tiger cavalry in front, under the intense firepower, was knocked to the ground before they could even enter the range of their bows and arrows.
Soldiers and horses who were injured and fell to the ground would soon be trampled by their companions and die even more miserably.
Such a bloody scene is like below average.
The strong smell of blood, accompanied by the sound of wailing, filled the grassland.
Some of the new troops, who had never seen such a scene, were beginning to feel sick.
Even like Ye Zhiyu, his stomach began to churn.
However, despite this, she finally saw the true power of this firearm.
Hitting a target and hitting a human body are really two different feelings.
"Sir... get out quickly..."
The deputy general turned his head and shouted with difficulty to Mo Riga.
Mo Riga was stunned for a moment, and was about to reply, but saw that the deputy general was beaten into a honeycomb in just an instant.
There was probably not even a good piece of meat to be found all over his body.
Mozhiga looked at the purgatory in front of him in horror, his clothes soaked with cold sweat.
Mozhiga asked himself, he had been in the army for many years, but he had never seen such a powerful and terrifying weapon.
This was completely beyond his knowledge, and the feeling of powerlessness gradually rose in his heart and spread throughout his body.
However, with the wolf in front and the tiger behind, where can I go?
Seeing that the troops in front of him were turning into pieces of meat and a hornet's nest at an extremely fast speed.
Mozhiga finally couldn't help but turned over and rolled off his horse.
Then he climbed up the gravel mountain on the side.
Although the gravel hills on both sides are not steep, war horses cannot climb them at all.
And since there is artillery fire coming from behind the mountain, it is very likely that there are ambushes on the mountains on both sides.
However, Mozhiga could no longer control that much at this time.
Instead of charging forward and being turned into pieces of meat, or retreating and being blown up into a whole roasted lamb, it is better to give it a try, and maybe there is still hope.
The soldiers behind the mountain had already lost their morale.
He saw his general using his hands and feet in a state of embarrassment, sticking his butt out and climbing up the gravel mountain.
Others can't control that much.
What about military discipline and not being allowed to retreat? I never saw such a scene at that time.
Even the general has run away, so why are you stupid enough to charge forward?
Immediately, they abandoned their horses and climbed up the rocky mountains on both sides using their hands and feet.
Mozhiga took the lead. Although he was in his forties or fifties, his speed was not inferior to that of the young soldiers.
Using both hands and feet, like a strong monkey, he crazily climbed to the top of the mountain.
Looking at the approaching mountain top, I couldn't help but feel ecstasy in my heart.
Praying secretly, dear Lord God, please protect your loyal believers.
"Hahaha... Lord Mo Riga, Brother Yu has been waiting here for a long time!"
Suddenly, a strong voice came from the top of the mountain, and Mozhiga's heart instantly dropped to freezing point.