After surviving two rounds of firearms, Zhuo Butai's cavalry had rushed to the front of the Ming army. First, with the lives of dozens of horsemen, he forced through the two rows of rejecting horses, and then the first wave of cavalry swung their swords to kill.

When these Eight Banners Iron Cavalry could already see the appearance of the Ming army, they were embarrassed to find that it was simply a dog biting a hedgehog and had nowhere to go. Nearly a foot and a half long wolf stalks were densely packed in front of him, and even if the rider wanted to rush up, the war horse under his crotch would not do it.

For a time, hundreds of horses neighed again and again, and people stood up in front of the Ming army. The rest of the cavalry galloped past the sides of the eight-column wide phalanx, but as far as the eye could see, there were spears, and even if the three-foot saber in his hand was thrown, it would be difficult to reach the Ming army.

The guns on both sides of the Ming army's phalanx shrank behind the lancers, and although they could not smoothly carry out the volley, they could still pose a great threat to the enemy cavalry.

The captives who ran from both sides of the phalanx reluctantly put away their sabers and exchanged them for bows and arrows, and fired arrows at the Ming army through the gaps in their spears.

Due to the close distance, the hit rate of the bow and arrow was greatly improved, but the disadvantage of the slow rate of fire of the bird gun still existed, and for a while, the gunners of the captive camp were defeated in the counter-fire.

Immediately, many spearmen were shot by stray arrows, but the comrades in the back row immediately stepped forward to fill the gap and keep the entire phalanx stable.

Just as the cavalry thought that they had gained the momentum, they suddenly fired a dense stream of lead bullets from their sides, and the rate of fire was obviously much faster than that of the bird guns in the camp.

Under the volley of flintlocks, the captives fell off their horses one after another, and were immediately beaten by the crossfire of the Ming troops on both sides. However, the advantage of the cavalry was its speed, and when it found that the momentum was not right, the Qing army immediately turned its horse and ran.

After a few more volleys, the cavalry team finally escaped from the range of the flintlock guns. Although they inflicted some casualties on the phalanx of the camp, they left behind nearly 300 corpses.

Zhuo Butai could see clearly in the rear team, and couldn't help but be angry when he looked at the "thin" long snake formation of the Dragon Guard, these gunners had no foot soldiers to cover, and they were very easy to strangle.

He immediately sent a message to the Rubatel Division, ordering him to drag the Nanren gun formation, and pointed his saber in the direction of the Dragon Guard, shouting an order, "Follow me to kill all these Nanren soldiers!" ”

Nearly 4,000 horsemen simply formed a team, and then left the broken camp and killed the "soft persimmon" in their minds.

Ma De and Xia Fuxian noticed that the Jianyu cavalry had changed direction almost at the same time, and immediately gave the order without hesitation, "Turn the hollow phalanx!" ”

Infantry lines were extremely dangerous if they were flanked by cavalry, but once they were converted into hollow phalanxes designed to deal with cavalry, they were defended on all sides and were extremely difficult for cavalry to break through. At the end of the XVIII century, it was in this formation that Napoleon defeated the fierce Mamluk cavalry.

The soldiers of the 6th Infantry Battalion and the Dragoon Battalion immediately shouted in unison: "Turn the hollow phalanx!" "The two battalions simultaneously turned from a line formation to 90 degrees in the middle, and then joined each other from end to end, and it only took about three minutes to form a huge hollow square battle formation.

The three three-pounder guns and two chasseur companies carried by the 6th Battalion entered the middle of the hollow phalanx and were surrounded and protected by infantry.

Although Zhuo Butai was surprised by the speed of the Ming army's formation, he almost didn't laugh out loud when he saw the large and thin phalanx, there were only three or four rows of soldiers on each side, what could it be like to form a formation? I'm afraid it only takes one surprise attack to break through.

He kicked his horse in the belly and led thousands of horsemen to roll towards the hollow phalanx of the Dragon Guard like a hurricane.

Soon, the three guns in the formation were dragged to the mound and began to spit out projectiles. Zhuo Butai didn't even bother to give the order to disperse the formation, so he rushed straight towards the Ming army with his cannons.

Seeing the captives coming, the Dragon Guard soldiers fired a final salvo when the enemy was forty paces apart, and then all of them held their guns and bayonets outward, waiting like a rock for the enemy cavalry to arrive.

The situation was completely different from what Zhuo Butai expected, the galloping horsemen rushed to the front of the Ming army, and they were all forced out of the circle by shining bayonets, and the length of the saber was far less than that of the flintlock with bayonets, so that it could not hurt the soldiers of the Dragon Guard at all.

Even though the outlaws desperately urged their horses and tried to force their way past the Ming army, the war horse under his crotch had a natural fear of sharp bayonets, and no matter how the whip was whipped, it would stop in front of the bayonets.

The seemingly thin Ming army phalanx actually stood in place like Mount Tai, and no matter how the large group of captives and cavalry rushed, they were divided to both sides like a tide and flowed away from both sides of the hollow phalanx.

The three-pounder guns in the formation had been replaced with scattered shells at this time, and they fired at the dense Qing cavalry at a very close distance. Suddenly, hundreds of small iron balls erupted, instantly overturning more than a dozen captives.

The three field guns continued to fire as fast as they could, and when Zhuo Butai's men and horses galloped past the hollow phalanx, nearly 400 people died under the scattered bullets fired by these three cannons!

More than one hundred and forty hunters next to the cannon were even more unkind. The cavalry was thirty or forty paces in front of them, and if they still missed, it would be an insult to the word "hunter".

For a time, the company of chasseurs was almost out of ammunition, and they specially selected the officers with small flags on their helmets to shoot. The most frustrating thing for them now is that loading is too much time wasted, and these captives are almost like being placed in front of them to shoot targets.

Zhuo Butai himself also passed by the side of the hollow phalanx, and only then did he realize that the "thin" battle formation of the southerners was not simple, but when he looked around, he saw that his men and horses were constantly killed by cannons and birds, and he couldn't help but hate in his heart.

He then took off his hard bow and shouted loudly to order the cavalry to shoot in front of the Southerners.

When the cavalry of the Qing army got the order, they all turned their horses and took a few steps back, picked up their bows and arrows, and shot towards the Longwei army's array.

Although the soldiers in the front row of the Dragon Guard were all wearing cotton armor, they were still difficult to shoot armor-piercing arrows from hard bows at extremely close distances, and a large number of soldiers fell in a pool of blood with arrows.

But soon, the soldiers in the two rows behind the phalanx completed a rapid reload with great agility, and then raised their guns and fired.

A burst of black gunpowder smoke poured up, and because the two sides were almost face to face, this round of guns would definitely kill their horses if they missed the Qing soldiers.

Zhuo Butai's eyes were red, he exchanged elite cavalry for Ming infantry, and under the combination of guns and artillery, his men seemed to have suffered greater losses than the Ming army.

He pulled the lacquered bow in his hand and roared in a beastly voice, "Shoot! Shoot me these brutes ......."

He was halfway through his shouting, but suddenly the ground trembled slightly, and he hurriedly turned his head, and saw a group of cavalrymen in shiny steel armor with their entire faces wrapped in helmets galloping from the east.

Zhuo Butai then remembered that the Ming army still had a team of cavalry.

He hurriedly ordered the cavalry to abandon the Ming army formation and quickly go to the west to form a formation. But Fang Cai's response had already thrown his cavalry into disarray, and it was difficult to react immediately in a hurry.