I, the Ming Dynasty, can still save me

Chapter 500 The Collapse of the Mongols
"The Ming army is quite smart."

Huang Taiji rode his horse and looked towards the Ming army's formation. When he saw that the Ming army on the opposite side had a hollow formation, he knew that the purpose of this formation was to deal with cavalry charges.

At this time, Tan Ma came again and reported that the Ming army's banner had the words "Yao Wu" and "Jing" written on it.

Huang Taiji nodded silently after hearing this and said nothing more.His guess was indeed correct. This unit was indeed the Ming Army's Beijing Camp, otherwise there would be no such powerful firearms.But judging from the number of people, this is not the main force of the Beijing camp, but a partial force.

This is also the reason why he abandoned Niuzhuang Fort and came directly to attack.

Compared with a walled city, capturing this partial division of the Beijing camp would have a greater impact on the morale of the Ming army.At the same time, while weakening the strength of the Ming army, it also allowed oneself to see the "elite" level of the Ming army.

"Oba Hong, Seter Taiji, the Ming army in front is a new army, and they mostly use firecrackers. But their formation is weak, and the Ming army's firecrackers are only temporarily powerful. As long as they rush into the formation, The Ming army will be destroyed without attack. After destroying this Ming army, we can loot at will without being bitten all the time."

Oba Hong and Seter Taiji also nodded solemnly when they heard this.

They originally didn't want to fight this army. They had agreed to go south to plunder. Although they knew they would definitely fight, they had to finish plundering before fighting anyway.

But the sudden appearance of the Ming army really caught them off guard, forcing them to deal with it, otherwise they would feel like they were stuck in their throats, which was very uncomfortable.But if he gets involved, it might be troublesome to leave.

"Then we will send out troops to test it first. If it doesn't work, Lord Beile will send people to attack."

Huang Taiji nodded when he heard this. Oba Hong, Setel and others didn't waste any words. When they saw that the matter was discussed, they immediately turned their horses and prepared to organize an attack.

The officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp on the opposite side were also waiting patiently. At this time, any warning was useless.The general's instructions and reprimands have been done, and now it's time to test the results.

"Woooooo!"

The horn sounded again, and the Jianlu army moved again. The Mongolian cavalry on the left and right wings quickly moved towards the west side of the Ming army's hollow phalanx.

The two torrents accelerated slowly, then slowly converged, and then separated two hundred feet in front of the Ming army's formation, and were about to surround it on the left and right sides.

Standing in the middle of the hollow square formation, Zhao Shujiao and others couldn't help but shake their heads when they saw the enemy's movements.

"The Krug cannon fires to the west, no test firing required, just two salvoes."

The officers and soldiers on the two sentries who received the order immediately took the order. When adjusting their formation, their muzzles had already been loaded. Now that they received the order, they immediately started operating.

"Adjust the muzzle to an angle of two points and shoot."

The fuse of the Krug cannon quickly burned out and sank into the cannon body, and a thunderous roar sounded from the middle of the formation.

"Boom boom boom!"

The Mongolian cavalry who were still marching outside the formation on the west side, preparing to surround the Ming army, were suddenly startled when they heard an explosion.

But before he could react, he heard bursts of roaring sounds coming from the direction of the Ming army.

Immediately afterwards, many Mongolian cavalry fell to the ground, lying on the ground and wailing.Many horses were also frightened and began to panic and lose control.

"Is this the Fo Lang machine gun of the Ming Army?"

Many Mongolians had never heard of the Krug cannon, and when they saw this, they exclaimed, when did the Fran machine gun have such power.

"It's the Hongyi cannon of the Ming army."

Shuo Dai, who was in the Jianlu Army formation, spoke to Huang Taiji with a solemn face upon seeing this, and Huang Taiji nodded silently.

They naturally knew what this was, after all, they had suffered from this kind of cannon in the previous battle at Hunhe.

After a while, there were roars again from the Ming army formation.Although the accuracy of the Krupp artillery was poor, the Mongolian cavalry was larger in number and more concentrated, and many Mongolian cavalry were hit immediately.The Mongolian horses were also frightened when they heard the sound of the cannons, and they started running around, making it difficult to control them.

"Send someone to Oba Hong and others to tell them that the Ming army's artillery fire is uninterrupted and can always shoot. Therefore, they must not stop and must sprint with all their strength. Their number of artillery is also small, and there are many blunderbuss on the outside. As long as we rush over, the Ming army will be defeated."

Oba Hong and others were not confused, and naturally knew that they could not waste time at this time and had to charge.

So upon receiving the order, he immediately ordered the Mongols to assemble and prepare to charge.

"The Mongols are about to charge."

Zhao Shujiao saw the Mongolian movements in the distance and immediately ordered:

"Tell the artillery team not to save shells, but to fire continuously until the barrels are red."

But before he finished speaking, the Mongolian cavalry had already begun to take action.They used the west side of the Ming army as the main attack direction, and the north and south sides as flank attacks, and began to kill the Ming army.

The soldiers on the side did not dare to neglect and hurriedly went down to deliver the order.Then the continuous sound of shelling sounded again.

But this time the Mongols also reacted, knowing that they must not retreat and must keep sprinting. Coupled with their high speed, most of the artillery shells fell behind their cavalry.

The vanguard cavalry at the front was getting closer and closer to the Ming army's formation.

One hundred feet!

Eighty feet!
Seeing the Mongolian cavalry in front getting closer and closer, the spearmen and gunners of the Yaowu Army at the front of the formation became more and more nervous, and their breathing became heavier and heavier. "It's forbidden, hold on tight!"

The corps commanders also looked ahead, and at the same time kept looking at the instructions from their respective captains.

Fifty feet!Forty feet!
The Mongolian cavalry on the opposite side took out their longbows and prepared to draw arrows. The sound of "swish" kept ringing from the front, and arrows kept flying from a distance, landing on the carriage in front of the formation with a "clang".Some arrows still fell among the crowd, and wailing sounds continued.

"It's forbidden, don't panic!"

Thirty feet! 25 feet!

The hearts of the Ming soldiers at the front were already in their throats, and they could even clearly see the faces of the Mongols not far away.

"shooting!"

Hearing the words of the commander behind him, the soldiers in front were relieved and immediately pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang!"

Continuous gunshots rang out from the Ming army's formation, and thick smoke rose into the air.The soldiers who finished shooting quickly retreated without taking into account the effectiveness of the shooting.

The soldiers in the second row quickly filled in, took aim again, and pulled the trigger.

Their movements are as precise as machinery, and they have already formed muscle memory.After the second row finished fighting, they also retreated without looking back, followed closely by the soldiers of the third row, and so on.

Each division guards one side, and each division has 500 men, of which 1000 are gunners, 200 are in a row, and five are in a row.

These gunners have already mastered the skills of loading, aiming and shooting.Their muskets had already been loaded, and the matches were lit, just waiting to be fired forward.

In just one minute, three thousand rounds of lead bullets roared out from the west, north and south sides of the Mongolian attack.

These three thousand rounds of lead bullets were like a sickle cutting wheat, knocking down the charging Mongols one after another.The neighing of war horses and the wails of the wounded echoed throughout the scene.

A Mongolian man wearing a felt hat and armor couldn't help but feel frightened when he looked at the corpses scattered on the ground in front of him.He pulled the reins tightly and comforted the horse, while staring intently at the Ming army's position ahead, which was shrouded in gunpowder smoke.

He now feels unprecedented panic and helplessness, but the current situation no longer allows him to do so.

He stabilized his body, took a sharp breath, and raised his energy. If he didn't move forward now, he would die. There was no room for any hesitation.Thinking of this, he and the other hesitant people behind him shouted:
"They only have so many rounds of ammunition, keep killing them!"

After saying that, he took the lead and continued to kill towards the Ming army's formation. He rushed into the smoke and rushed forward desperately!
But the Ming army's continuous firecrackers sounded again, and the Mongolian cavalry following the attack fell to the ground one after another, and even he was shot in the shoulder.

It's just that none of this matters anymore. He only has one thought in his mind now, which is to rush into the Ming army's formation. As long as he rushes in, there is still hope.

He was not far away from the Ming army. Through the smoke, he could see the dense formation of the Ming army in front of him.

"kill!"

When he saw this, he immediately shouted and was about to kill the Ming army.

"Pfft..."

At this moment, several spears from the crowd pierced the belly of his horse, and the seated horse fell heavily to the ground in pain.

This Mongolian man was dizzy after being thrown down. Before he could struggle, he heard a "bang" and lost consciousness.

"Did you see it? That's it! When the enemy approaches, the spearmen block in front, and the gunmen shoot in the back. Coupled with our tank array, it is difficult for them to get close. Keep shooting, don't stop!"

Looking at the Mongolian general who fell in front of the formation, the corps commander commanding from the front immediately began to encourage morale.

Sergeant Yaowu, who was a little nervous just now, no longer felt panicked after repeated shooting.

Now seeing the Mongolian soldiers falling in front of the battle, although they are a little disgusting, their morale has greatly increased and their military morale is determined.

One after another, the troops charging again were silent in front, and the Mongols charging behind had lost the idea of ​​attacking.They tried hard to rein in the reins and turn the horses' heads, hoping to withdraw from the attack range of the Ming army's firearms and stop charging.

They had never experienced such a situation, although they knew that the Ming army's firearms were powerful.But they had never seen such muskets with such intensive firepower and high firing frequency before.

"Boom boom boom!"

When they were about to open the musket range and wanted to wait and see for the next order, the Ming army did not stop, obviously not giving them a chance to breathe.

After many test firings, the Krug gun had adjusted its angle, and more than 30 shells roared in again.

Before a Mongolian soldier who was watching had time to react, he was hit in the chest by a cannonball flying from the air.

The impact of the shell knocked him off his horse, and he lay on the ground with blood pouring out of his chest. The hot iron bullet was soaked in blood, and the pungent smell of blood made everyone present feel uncomfortable.

But now they don't care about that.

The Ming army's shelling was like the last straw that broke their morale. The Mongolian cavalry no longer cared about military discipline, turned their horses' heads one after another, and ran to the rear.

(End of this chapter)