The dull drum beat, along with the queue stepping in unison, resounded throughout the field, and even overwhelmed the noise of fighting and shouting in the car formation for a while.

These cavalrymen who attacked Chezhen could easily see these large groups of men and horses who came to support, but after quickly coming into sight, they did not rush to speed up, but slowly slowed down their pace.

Let those marches that are too prominent gradually equalize with the backward crowd, and then gradually synchronize the chaotic pace with the drumbeat in the march, complete the multi-headed marching rush, to the whole line of elongated columns, and then slowly approach the rumbling dense drum beat.

It's like a long wall that is slowly advancing one after another, and between the layers of swords, guns, and firearms, just looking at it makes people's chests feel stuffy and breathless.

And the vanguard in the forefront, at intervals, there are non-commissioned officers with flag guns, more than half of their bodies, in the drum beat and trumpet, with the short flag gun in their hands, to guide the direction and angle.

Some of them had learned some arithmetic, and knew a little simple visual means of elevation and distance. You can roughly judge the enemy's position and firing angle to increase the hit rate of the platoon.

Therefore, a thin cloud of smoke quickly rose from those gray-green fronts.

After a breath, a whistling projectile swept into the rear of the cavalry, knocking down some of the people who were crowded under the walls of the carriage.

Some of the projectiles hit the dirt in front of them and under their feet with a slight projectile arc, splashing debris, but many more, with heavy inertia, hit the panicked crowd.

Closer to the next fire, this time with more cavalry, bloodied as they tried to assemble the group.

And these slowly approaching guns, without the slightest stop in their hands, they almost marched to the beat of drums, while not changing or busy reloading and reloading, every ten steps forward, there was a row of loaded guns fired in unison, and then their own rear row of white soldiers and spearmen, crossed them to cover in the front line, until they fired another volley.

Although there were occasional reloading misses or equipment dropped, according to the beat of the drum, they still held empty guns and joined the ranks of the group shooting.

After walking back and forth like this for dozens of steps, the edge of the car facing them was already full of corpses stacked on the ground and wounded struggling and groaning.

And since the dozen or so officers who tried to fly across the horses and organize a counterattack, before they could trot, they were killed and wounded on the horse's back by a barrage of barrages of barrages one after another.

The rest of the people gathered together could not help but be in an uproar, completely abandoning their efforts and plans to continue to form a group to protect themselves, and hastily abandoned their remaining mounts and dead and wounded comrades like sparse water seeping into the dirt, and fled to both sides with shouts and screams.

At this time, the other two ends hurriedly retreated from the periphery of the car formation, and the cavalry, which had been roughly reorganized, hurriedly rushed to kill.

They roared and shouted inexplicable words, and rushed towards the seemingly undisguised ranks of soldiers, wielding their swords and spears like hungry wolves pounced on pigs and sheep......

It's just that these pigs and sheep in their eyes showed panic and uneasiness as they wished, but they finished the last round in a hurry, knocked over and rushed to the front dozens of horses, and turned half of their bodies under the order of the non-commissioned officer.

Then, like a stream of water overflowing the embankment, they stepped over the rear formations that had placed their weapons on the ground and squatted to rest and wait, and as these rear formations got up, the tusks of white soldiers and spearmen were directly exposed.

But the first to greet them was the fire and thunder bombs, sparsely over the top of the forefront, not accurately thrown in front of the momentum of the charge, one after another blowing up clouds of irregular smoke and dust.

Because of the considerable advance of the distance, the damage of these explosion points to the charging cavalry is negligible, but on the other hand, the effect of blocking the enemy has been achieved.

In the face of the smoke and dust from the explosion, those cavalrymen almost instinctively controlled their horses and avoided them, deflecting sideways with their brushes, and letting the momentum of the charge, like the flow of water encountering obstacles, escape towards the edge.

At this time, the gunners in the array also struck again, and with the smoke of gunpowder that was blown, this time at least a hundred cavalrymen, along with the struggling mounts, fell to the ground.

But with the help of the former's cover, the rest of the cavalry also in the inertia of the charge, suddenly approached the neat array, they almost in this very short time to react, scattered a dozen assault teams, at a distance that can be worthy of the sword, once again lifted the horse to twist and change formation, brushing the edge of the staggered past.

In just one shot, there were many peripheral gunners and white soldiers, who were hung and dragged down by the weapons on the back of the galloping horses, trampled and knocked over.

But there were also many cavalrymen who were stabbed off their horses by the tips of spears and bayonets that had been scraped head-on, or they were cut off from their horses' hooves and rolled to the ground, either trampled to death by their own men or hacked to death by random knives.

However, they got their wish and rushed into the ranks of the Gun Army, or rather, they rushed into the gap between the various hollow war groups, giving up in advance. On both sides are densely protruded short spears and shields, like an intertwined rainforest,

After slashing through the shield and scattering several small formations in a row, the riders who gradually lose their speed hook or trip, and then fall to the ground and die.

It was as if the torrent of these cavalry had been filtered through a blood-colored sieve several times, and when they finally rushed out of the formation, they had become sparse and tired.

The remaining trapped cavalry, after the horsepower of the left and right rushes was exhausted, fell back into some kind of encirclement in all directions, and they rode on horseback, but they became the best targets of the gunslingers, and they did not even have to worry about accidentally injuring their allies, being knocked down one by one, or at most resisting for a moment, dragging their horses down and cutting down.

On the low hillside, I was watching the battle on horseback with a mirror, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, hurrying slowly, and finally caught up before things became uncontrollable.

My original plan was to try to rescue the trapped Jiangchuan army, and if I can get it back, I can count as much as I can, and it's a living force, isn't it? Then, under the advice and planning of the military counselor corps, this incidental plan to lure the enemy was derived, and it became the main direction of the pursuit.

Compared with the cavalry of the Northern Dynasties, I have another problem to worry about, that is, those Caoyun Gang boats that enter the vortex River, although from the south of Zhenyuan County, all kinds of rapids and turbulent beaches are gradually increasing, and they are not suitable for large ships.

However, it is not allowed that someone will eat the marrow and know the taste of the old trick again, and there will be a wave of transportation to rush the ferry. If we can't take care of each other and are overwhelmed, it will be a big problem.

This possibility of not triggering is the most feared threat. Fortunately, the enemy finally couldn't bear it anymore and showed his tracks.

My requirements are not high, if I can fight head-on, not to mention annihilation, I can play a relatively advantageous casualty ratio, so that the opponent will be jealous from now on, or cause enough casualties to make the opponent retreat, and our army will be more convenient to act, and there will be more room for advance and retreat.

After all, no one in their right mind would trade our relatively valuable cavalry for the consumption of our gunpowder and lead.

But Zhang Xian, who was in charge of leading the team as bait, seemed to be doing a better job than I thought, or the enemy was crazier than we thought, so what I saw was a mess, and there was a big melee that did not distinguish between each other.

A brigade of cavalry that comes and goes like the wind is certainly fearful. But a cavalryman caught in hand-to-hand combat, and most of them dismounted, trapped in a chariot formation and fighting fiercely, was another matter.

By the time my first team lined up and started firing, most of them were still in a dilemma, busy finding mounts or firing out of the entanglement.

The so-called easy to put and not easy to collect, especially for the offensive sequence, once it falls into a melee, compared with the side that is firmly in place, the efficiency of commanding them will inevitably be disturbed and weakened by various factors.

Especially in the hearty battle of life and death, even the command of drums and flags may not be able to feel it in time.

Therefore, the side that can have enough reserves, or the side that comes late in the battle, always has more possibilities for adaptation, and it is easier to have the upper hand and advantage in the long run.

And after being able to comprehend all kinds of relatively complex drums and trumpets in daily training and become a conditioned reflex, there is no doubt that there is more room for advance and retreat in battle.

Human beings are creatures of collective order, fighting in dense and neat queues, which is a great bonus to each other's sense of security and confidence, and for the enemy, it is a kind of oppression and deterrence that is ready to be meted out.

According to the later generations of Big Mom II and the steel series of games, that is, the organization of the enemy army is already quite low, no matter how well-equipped and complete the organization is, it is difficult to hold on for a long time under the follow-up attack of the new forces.

The direction of the main attack was still chaotic, and the counterattack launched from the inside out, although it did not last long, successfully dragged down these cavalry who attacked the car formation.

Therefore, when my troops bypassed the chariot formation and pursued it, the enemy who was attacking the chariot formation was really in chaos.

Some people want to continue the assault and break the last resistance in one go, others want their subordinates to scatter and flank in a roundabout way, and some people seem to retreat a little bit and come back again, but when these opinions and orders are intertwined, they make themselves congested with each other, and they cannot advance or retreat.

This hesitation and confusion spread even to other cavalry maneuvers on the periphery,

Although as experienced cavalrymen, they have enough experience and contingency to make a saving act, but their mounts have become the biggest obstacle to the realization of this wish.

Due to the instinctive overreaction of the animals to the light of fire and loud noises, overriding the trust and coercion of the master, these domesticated war horses were almost immediately hysterical in trying to avoid or turn around.

And the tactical attempt to get them out of reorganization turned into a catastrophe of self-collision and trampling.