On the battlefield, the shooting sounds of different batches finally merged into one. Five thousand rifles in the front of the circular formation sprayed flames intermittently at the charging Cossack cavalry.
The Eastern European cavalry did not look like they were charging, but like they were committing suicide.
The Cossack in front rushed forward, but was knocked down within a few dozen meters in the dense rain of bullets. Blood sprays or columns of blood spurted from his body. He fell from his horse and fell into the heavy snow more than a foot thick.
The Cossacks in the front were killed, and just to make space, the Cossacks in the back were exposed to the overwhelming rain of bullets.
Then, the Cossacks who had just stood in the front row were targeted by sniper rifles, and within a few seconds, the soldiers who had just rushed to the front row were killed.
The front selection division adopts a dense formation, and each soldier only occupies half a meter of battlefield width. The soldiers are divided into three firing positions: lying down, squatting and standing, so each Cossack cavalry occupies a battlefield width of more than one meter.
On the ground, there were at least nine soldiers from the Selective Division shooting.
These nine soldiers fired freely, with a rate of several seconds, and rained bullets on the Cossack cavalry in front at different times. The damage caused can be imagined. The Cossack cavalry was often killed as long as they showed their faces for a few seconds.
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The tough light cavalry in Eastern Europe seemed to have entered a slaughterhouse, rushing forward one after another to die. The further they rushed forward, the higher the hit rate of the striker. When they rushed to the back, the corpses of the war horses on the ground made it impossible for the Cossacks' line to move forward.
The front row pushed forward. The Cossacks in the back row could not jump over, so they bypassed the corpses of the war horses on the ground and were shot to death by the hail of bullets fired from the front.
This was a complete one-sided massacre.
Zhirkov was riding in the middle of the team, his face turned white.
Such a war was too terrible. The Cossacks swept across Europe and Asia, and had never encountered such an enemy. The war only started forty seconds, and thousands of Cossacks were killed. The corpses on the ground looked like they had been killed.
Pigs and sheep lay scattered on the snow.
What's more terrifying is not the staggering casualties, but the situation on the battlefield: when the front line advanced to a distance of about two hundred meters from the front division, it could no longer move forward. Cossack corpses were piled up about two hundred meters away.
, continue to charge, maybe 20,000 Cossacks will be wiped out by these Asian riflemen.
The morale of the Cossacks was rapidly passing away, and the European light cavalry who were so arrogant a few dozen breaths ago were suddenly frightened. The massacre-like scene made them lose all their strength, their hearts beat violently, their eyes were blood red, and their bodies were covered with blood.
Stiff, even trembling.
Their shouts became quieter and quieter, and their charging speed became slower and slower. No one dared to rush to the front at the fastest speed to be shot to death by the Asian soldiers.
There is no doubt about the outcome of the war.
The Asian soldiers were too powerful. The only thing that could stop the Asian soldiers was the severe cold in Heilongjiang. But now that the enemy had used strange clothing to overcome the severe cold, the Cossacks were far from being a match for the enemy.
Zhirkov knew that the casualties were too great! It would not be long before the Cossack army, which shocked Europe and Asia, would collapse.
It's time to give up this war that has no suspense.
However, Zhirkov was still slow to wake up. Under the terrifying rate of fire of the breech-loading rifle, the situation on the battlefield changed rapidly every second. Before Zhirkov had time to order a retreat, the Cossack army collapsed.
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At least six to seven thousand people were killed in just two hundred meters. The Cossacks had long lost their fighting spirit. But this terrible massacre happened too fast. It would take some time for the soldiers in the back row to understand the situation ahead, otherwise the Cossacks would have lost their fighting spirit.
It has already collapsed.
After throwing the corpse in the snow, the Cossacks were completely discouraged. No one charged forward. They screamed with fear on their horses, and the sabers in their hands and the rifles on their backs were thrown to the ground.
With their eyes wide open and blood-red from trembling, they huddled on their horses and fled north, hoping to escape with their lives in the snow.
Zhirkov saw the cavalry army of more than 10,000 people disperse in a rush, his whole body became cold, and his heart suddenly felt ashen.
Unexpectedly, the battle would end like this.
Zhirkov is the commander-in-chief elected by the Cossacks. As a leader, his responsibility is to lead the Cossacks to seize more land, more food and more women.
However, in the blink of an eye, not only did he fail to capture everything from the Ming people, but he was completely defeated by the Ming people. With the army collapsed like this, how many people would die in this battle?
How could I go back to see those Cossack women and children?
Zhirkov hesitated for a moment and was moved to the front by the collapsed cavalry.
Almost at the same time, two straight bullets shot into Zhirkov's chest and stomach. The rotating cone-shaped bullets instantly turned the flesh under the fur into blood. The bandit leader's eyes widened and he shouted.
With a heart-rending scream, he fell to the snow with a thud.
On the battlefield, the Cossack cavalry who were desperately trying to escape were completely frightened.
Behind them, the terrifying muskets of the Ming people were still firing continuously. The Cossacks wanted to escape the 400-meter shooting range of the breech-loading rifles, but they didn't know how many corpses they would leave behind.
The robbers from Europe had lost all sense under the pressure of fear. How could they care about military discipline or the command of their leader? They beat their horses desperately and just wanted to escape as quickly as possible.
The Cossacks, who were famous in Europe for their toughness, looked less like soldiers than like a group of monkeys on horseback fleeing in embarrassment.
You know, just a few minutes ago, these embarrassed cavalry were still thinking about how to distribute the stolen Ming women.
Zhong Feng looked at the Cossack cavalry fleeing hastily and sneered.
"With this little ability, do you dare to challenge the prince who has descended from the stars?"
"Jiang Chong!"
"The end is here!"
"You lead your troops to catch up and kill all these Baiyi! Don't let any of them go."
"Got the order!"
Jiang Chong saluted with a military salute, waved his hand and shouted: "Everyone, get your horses! Mount your horses and chase Bai Yi!"
The Selective Division has been trained as a cavalry since its birth. Although the Selective Division equipped with new firearms is more accustomed to dismounting and fighting on foot, maximizing the lethality of the firearms. But as long as they mount their horses, these soldiers are also excellent cavalry.
The soldiers dispersed the dense formation and ran to the middle of the formation to get their horses.
The war horses bred by Li Zhi are Mongolian horses. Compared with European war horses, Mongolian horses are much smaller and have far less impact than European horses. However, the endurance of this kind of war horse is worse than that of European war horses. Jiang Chong is confident that he can catch up. The white barbarians on big horses came up and killed all the Cossacks in the snowy field.
"drive!"
Jiang Chong rode his own horse and rushed out first.
Behind Jiang Chong, 20,000 cavalrymen of the Selective Division were like a turbulent sea, chasing the Cossacks who were desperately running away.
