"Bastards, hateful mercenaries." Seeing that this had lost more than 10% of his troops, Grand was naturally furious. When he looked up at the back of the mercenaries who were still retreating along both sides of the truth, he said angrily, "Chase, keep chasing, they have no means left, I want to catch them, and then break them to pieces." ”

In Grand's view, this is clearly the last resort of the mercenary donkey, and this also proves that the other party has no other means of re-control, otherwise how could it be possible to make such a big trap?

It was too late, and he didn't care about rescuing the cavalry who had fallen into the pit, and after asking them to find a way to save themselves, Grand took most of the cavalry and continued to embark on the road of pursuit, ensuring that for the sake of safety, he deliberately sent a cavalry team of 100 people to walk in front to prevent something like a horse trap from appearing in the future.

Obviously, such fears are unnecessary. A large trap requires too much manpower and material resources, and even if a mercenary soldier has a shovel in his hand, it is much easier to dig a pit, but a large one with a wide area like that cannot be dug at once. After pursuing the three-mile road in this way, it was also very safe, and it also made the hearts of these Tatar cavalrymen who were originally hanging high begin to let go, and they began to accelerate continuously, and Grand, who was walking in the team, thought to himself, at this speed, he should be able to reach the city of Shicheng around noon.

Disasters always come at the most promising time, like the darkness before dawn.

Just as the Tatar cavalry thought they had seen hope, and found that they were shortening the distance from the mercenary cavalry in front of them, and had turned from the previous mile to less than three hundred meters, suddenly a loud gunfire broke the previous silence.

Humang, who was hiding in the grass on both sides of the road, fired. With the help of a half-meter-high weed, he fired his first shot, hitting a centurion who was shouting and urging the cavalry forward.

The sound of the gun was an order, and the leader of the chasing group on the side of this shot also fired a shot. It's just a pity that his marksmanship still needs to be practiced, and although the distance is less than forty meters, this shot still misses and does not hurt anyone.

But it didn't matter, this shot then triggered the four separate battalions that were lying in ambush around them to fire at the same time. They were the only musket battalion other than the two battalions in the southern forest.

The four battalions were 1,600 men, and the guns were fired in unison, and in just one wave, the thousand Tatar cavalry who rushed to the front were shot on their horses. When one Tatar cavalry after another was killed by muskets, it caused the entire Tatar cavalry to be shocked and panicked.

And at this moment, with the second wave of gunfire, in front of the Tatar cavalry, the mercenary cavalry who had just been running stopped, and not only that, but thousands of cavalry appeared beside them, brandishing sabers or shouting with bows and arrows in their hands.

The Tatar cavalry, who had been arrogant just now, were stunned by the sudden change in front of the eyes of the [Eighth District]. As they watched their companions being shot and killed one by one, they began to feel frightened when they saw that the cavalry on the opposite side was getting closer and closer, and many bows and arrows had fallen in front of them, and even began to cause damage to some of their companions.

When the forward cavalry is shot or killed by arrows one by one, it is not enough combat power at all, just like a fist is held down by someone and cannot be deployed to kill the enemy, the strength of the Tatar cavalry is suppressed to the greatest extent, and it has become the side that can only be beaten passively.

"Don't panic, the warriors in front will face the enemy with their swords, and the warriors in the back will be ready to attack." Seeing that the situation was not good, Grand yelled, he knew that he had fallen for the other party's plan, but at this time he had no better way, if he retreated now, he who was originally a scapegoator would probably have no chance to turn over, so he could only resist.

The shouts of the commander calmed some of the Tatar cavalry, either waving their sabers or preparing to shoot arrows in their counters. After all, it is a person who has lived on horseback since childhood, even if

It was the situation that had changed unknown, but their good psychological quality still allowed them to calm down quickly.

"Throw grenades, blow up the opponent's counterpart, rocket artillery preparation, break their psychological defenses." Hu Mang, who was hiding on the side of the road, was also shocked by the Tatar cavalry's will to fight, but fortunately, he still had a back hand, a back hand that was enough to break the opponent's psychological defense.

Under the order, the soldiers of some independent regiments took out their long-prepared weapons from behind or from their waists. This is when Leng Feng's Third Division left, Hu Mang specially asked to stay. The number of grenades is still quite large, and the number of rocket artillery is not much, but it is still no problem to use it to deter the enemy.

When the heavy weapons were taken out and activated, countless grenades rained down on the onrushing Tatar cavalry. The grenadiers of the two rocket launchers were also loaded with shells and began to exert their power, and the situation on the battlefield instantly became tense again.

"Boom, boom... Boom Boom Boom Boom! Rumble! ”

First of all, there was a loud sound of uninterrupted grenades, and the Tatar cavalry from afar smashed out of a huge mouth, so that countless war horses lost their square inches in the neighing, and then did not listen to the words of the cavalry on their bodies and the demons danced wildly, the launch of the two rocket launchers completely suppressed the Tatar cavalry's charging counterpoint, and when a cannon bombarded two hundred meters away and fell into the enemy's main battle camp, because the battle spirit and fighting spirit that had just gathered in the words of Grande were hit hard in an instant.

Under the roaring artillery fire, the cavalry were completely stunned by the scene of the fire in front of them and the splashing of debris. They had never seen this kind of formation, and they didn't know how to deal with it. And the war horse under their crotch has become the fuse that triggered the final defeat at this moment. Fearful and frightened horses are desperately scattered in all directions, not caring about their master's feelings and obeying any orders from them.

It's messed up, it's completely messed up.

In the confusion, horses hit horses, people touched people, and before the mercenary cavalry rushed in front of them, the Tatar cavalry had already fallen into the process of cannibalism, one after another cavalry was thrown under the horse, and one after another the war horses collided with each other and fell to the ground.

This time, Grand was not spared, after all, when the war horse launched a mad attack, he didn't care whether it was an ordinary soldier or a general commanding thousands of horses on his back, under extreme fear, they only knew instinctive running, ramming around. And before Grand, who was riding on the horse, could continue to give orders, he was already thrown to the ground by the war horse, and then he was unlucky enough to be trampled by another war horse from nowhere.

The weight of thousands of pounds on his body made Grand's mouth open involuntarily, his eyes widened, and there was a very crisp sound in his ears, which was the sound of the ribs of his body being trampled.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth without warning, and he finally waited for the war horse to step over him, and Grand, who was just thinking about taking a breath, was unfortunately trampled on by another distant war horse.

Under the continuous trampling, the only thing Grand could do was to keep spurting blood, and then the strength of his body began to disappear, disappear...

At the same time, the blood in his body disappeared along with the power of inhalation, and in such a chaotic world, Grand closed his eyes very unwillingly and swallowed the last breath of his life.

Grand is dead.

As soon as the main general dies, the soldiers below have no command, and the formation will only become more chaotic. In addition to the fact that the cavalry who had the same experience as Grand was not one or two, when a scale gradually formed, the will to resist was finally completely worn out, and the remaining living Tatar cavalry had no other thoughts than to escape, to escape from this earthly purgatory.

"Rush! Kill! ”

"Dismount and throw the knife, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

At this moment, a large number of mercenary main cavalry just arrived, and with this unstoppable momentum and chaos, they entered the Tatar cavalry team that was still in chaos as if they had entered a no-man's land.

Under the strong morale, a large number of Tatar cavalry who were defeated like a mountain chose to surrender, after all, if they still want to resist when they know that resistance will die, it is not brave, but foolish.

A full 10,000 Tatar cavalry, under the continuous heavy losses, especially the separate attacks of muskets, grenades and rocket artillery, broke their will, and finally gave up and abandoned their remaining will to fight and dignity, and became defeated soldiers and captured soldiers.

"Whew!" With a long breath, Hu Mang stood up from the grass, and then looked at the wind chasing group leader who was also excited on the side and said, "Hurry up, the young master is still waiting for us to support and converge." ”

"Okay." Chasing Wind also knew that the victory here was entirely due to the support of the Separate Regiment Musket Battalion to exert their abilities. Now that he has won, what he has to do now is to rush to Nanlin as quickly as possible, join up with the sixth young master, and encircle and annihilate the last Tatar cavalry. "Come on, speed up the speed of cleaning the battlefield, if there are those who don't surrender, kill them directly, don't waste time."

The will to war has been broken, and the rest is much easier, cleaning up the battlefield and collecting prisoners.

The commander of the Chasing Wind Regiment had already given the order, and the soldiers below still wanted to go to Nanlin to continue to make war exploits, and in a hurry, whenever they encountered Tatar cavalry who resisted and expressed their refusal to surrender, they would kill without saying a word. It was under such cruel actions that the Tatar cavalry were afraid, and these mercenary soldiers really did not take human life seriously, and when they saw that someone came to persuade them to surrender, they did not dare to drag in the slightest, and threw their swords and dismounted.

Of the 10,000 cavalrymen, nearly 3,000 were killed, more than 2,000 were wounded, and 5,000 were taken prisoner. And it only took two hours to complete these actions, which can be called superb.

"Send a thousand cavalry plus a battalion of musketeers to transport the captives and wounded back to the city, and the others will go with me to Nanlin, quick!" Seeing that the overall situation was decided, Hu Mang said with a little anxiety in his voice, he was really worried about the safety of the young master.