He Ta felt very depressed, obviously the opponent was driving a carriage, and his Mongolian cavalry was riding a horse, why couldn't he catch up? How is it possible that the chariot is faster than the cavalry? If the chariot could really run so fast, why did the Han people eliminate the chariot as early as the time of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and replace it with cavalry? Not to mention, the opponent's tank is strange, as if there are no wheels. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Maybe it's the Rakshasa people's kitsch skill!" And the tower muttered to himself.

In fact, if you look at the traces left on the snow, you will know that the traces left by the sleigh are very shallow, and the horseshoe prints left by the Don hippopotamus pulling the cart on the snow are not very deep, at least compared to the Mongolian cavalry of Heta, the horseshoe prints are much shallower.

The deeper the trail left on the snow, the greater the resistance. Horse-drawn sledding, the war horse does not need to bear the weight of the cavalry, and the Don hippopotamus is originally a war horse suitable for running in severe cold areas, so it can run quickly on the snow. The sleigh of the Don horse-drawn horse, which almost slides on the snow surface, has little frictional resistance, and is more labor-saving than carrying the cavalry.

"Great Khan, what shall we do? Do you just watch those hateful Rakshasas slaughter our people like this? A Goshha came up and asked.

Kazuta looked up and glanced at the sled soldiers in front of him.

It was evident that seeing that the Mongols had stopped advancing, the sled team in front of them had also stopped, and the men in the cart who were covered in thick armor and covered their faces, leaving only two eyes, were facing themselves. Although he couldn't see what those people looked like, he could clearly feel the murderous aura revealed in those eyes.

Stagnation, that's not the way to go!

Just as He Ta was thinking about countermeasures, a row of white smoke rose from the sled team in front of him, and the roaring guns rang out, and a huge sound echoed between heaven and earth.

"Boom" dozens of shells roared into the crowd of cavalry in Heta, the shells hit a number of Mongolian cavalrymen, the Mongolian cavalry who were shot turned on their backs, and many people were killed even with their horses.

He Ta saw a Mongolian cavalryman hit in the head by a cannonball, and the whole person's head exploded like a burst watermelon, and the brains mixed with dirty blood splattered on the snow, and the headless corpse fell from the horse's back and fell on the snow, staining a large area of white snow.

There were constantly shells falling on the side of the tower and the Mongol soldiers, although the shells did not bounce in the snow, and a shell could only take one or two lives, but the rate of fire of the sub-mother cannon was very fast, and a row of shells followed by a row of shells smashed over, and the Mongolian cavalry of Heta was like rabbits in the snow, and was killed in vain with artillery. In the middle of the shelling, there was also the sound of muskets, and the bullets fired from the sled were so accurate that they almost killed them.

"Damn it! Let's go! And the tower shouted.

You can't stay here any longer, and if you don't move forward, then the Mongols will be killed for nothing! If you chase the enemy and can't catch up, and you are used to fly a kite with a mangu, it is really uncomfortable.

It has always been the only Mongols who have used mangu to deal with their opponents, when did they use mangu to fly kites? Such a battle is really impossible to fight!

The Mongols turned their horses' heads, turned and ran.

"The Tartars are back! We divide our forces! Divide a hundred sleds in pursuit! The rest of the drawdown, ready to respond! Xiao Gongchen gave the order.

The Ming army divided a hundred sleds and turned their horses to chase after the Mongol cavalry, while the rest of the sleds steadily retreated, preparing to meet their comrades when the Mongols divided their forces and outflanked them.

A hundred sleds chasing the Mongol soldiers, with fifty rifle-gunners and fifty rakshasa musketeers. The chariot chariot men drove the horses, and the gunners loaded their bullets. A hundred sleds bit the buttocks of the Mongol cavalry in pursuit, and several gunshots rang out from time to time on the snowfield, muskets roared, and the Mongols who were a hundred paces away were shot and fell off their horses.

There were Mongols who rode on horseback and turned around to shoot arrows, and the arrows were shot at the sled baffle, on the anti-arrow curtain of the Don hippopotamus, or on the cotton armor of the war horse, but it had no effect. The riding bow itself is a relatively light bow and arrow, and it is also shot on the back of a bumpy horse, but it is actually not very powerful.

Unless the Mongols can accurately shoot the feather arrow into the eye of the Don hippopotamus, or the eye of the Ming soldiers, it is possible to inflict damage on the opponent, but that is impossible, and the wind and snow also cause the accuracy of the bow and arrow to further decrease, and in the cold and snowy days, the bowstring is frozen, and the strength is also reduced a lot.

In contrast, on smooth snow, the sled runs much more smoothly, using rifled guns and rakshasa muskets to attack, the bullets are affected by the wind and snow and are much smaller than bows and arrows, and the accuracy is obviously more than many times stronger than bows and arrows.

Seeing the sleigh biting his ass and constantly shooting in the back, his own Mongolian warriors fell off their horses one after another, and the tower was so angry: "Sons! We can't afford to be beaten like this again! Come back with me and kill the Rakshasas and the Han barbarians! ”

When the Mongolian cavalry stopped their horses, the Ming sled soldiers also stopped their horses. Seeing that the Mongols turned around and rode their horses over, the Ming army, of course, would not go head-to-head with the Mongols, but immediately turned their horses' heads and drove the sleigh back to retreat.

The sled turned was far less convenient than the cavalry, and the sled soldiers were taken advantage of by the Mongol cavalry to close the distance at the moment of turning, and soon there were only seventy steps left on both sides!

The black-pressed Mongol cavalry galloped towards it with snowflakes in its head, like a rushing torrent, threatening to devour the lonely thin sled soldiers. At this time, because the sleigh had just started, the distance was still being narrowed by the Mongols.

When the distance between the two sides was only fifty paces, some of the Mongols who were skilled in archery drew their bows and arrows and fired a barrage of arrows. However, the arrows fired by the horseback archery were not very powerful, and they were blocked by shields and carriage boards.

Cai Zhichao on the sleigh only heard a bowstring sound, he quickly retracted his head, and the feather arrows of locusts flew in the sky, and a layer of reeds seemed to grow on the back panel of the carriage.

"Prepare to fire!" Looking at the Mongolian cavalry that was still approaching, Cai Zhichao shouted to Zhang Paparazzi.

The Mongolian cavalry chasing the front had already rushed thirty paces away, and Cai Zhichao pulled out the latest firing pin rear-loading Thunderbolt from his waist, stretched out the barrel from the shooting hole in the rear plate of the carriage, and aimed it at the Mongolian cavalryman and pulled the trigger.

"Bang" a gunshot rang out, and the Mongolian cavalry that had caught up fell from their horses.

The paparazzi next to him also took out a double-barreled short gun, put it on the wooden board on the side of the carriage, and aimed at a Mongolian cavalryman who tried to make a detour from the flank and pulled the trigger.

Just as the Mongolian cavalryman threw the axe, Zhang paparazzi pulled the trigger. With a gunshot, the Mongol cavalry, twenty paces away, fell off their horses, rolled a few times in the snow, and was trampled into mud by the horses behind. Before the Mongol was hit and fell off his horse, the axe thrown in his hand flew out with a whirl.

The axe "snapped" and hit the carriage, embedded in the plank, and the wooden handle of the ax was still shaking.

Zhang paparazzi was startled, but he immediately came to his senses, and aimed at a Mongolian cavalryman twenty paces away and pulled the trigger, but the shot was not accurate, and the bullet splashed a burst of snow on the snow.

Cai Zhichao next to him uses a rifled Thunderbolt short gun, and the hit rate is much higher. Seeing that the paparazzi didn't hit the target, he stuck out of the shooting hole and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the Mongolian soldier and shot the Mongolian soldier off his horse.

The gunfire rang out in the sled procession, and the Mongols, who were about to catch up with the sledders, melted in front of the flames like ice cubes of fire, and were knocked off their horses one by one.

The Don River pulled the sleigh, and after running for some distance, the speed increased again, and soon the distance between them and the Mongol cavalry was once again opened. At the same time, the sled that was responding in the back also fired bullets one after another, and the fire sprayed in the snow, and the white smoke continued to rise, and the Mongolian cavalry fell from their horses one after another as if they had hit an invisible wall.

Next, the sled began to retreat, and a mangu tactic was staged on the snowfield again.

"It's a big loss again!" And Ta finally came to his senses and ordered to abandon the pursuit.

Soon Heta came up with a countermeasure: "Hada, you take a thousand people and ambush on the left flank!" Agoura, you go to lure the enemy, you can only defeat but not win! This king led a thousand men and horses to ambush on the right flank! Lead the Rakshasas into an ambush circle! ”

The Mongols retreated again, and the Ming army, driven by sleigh, pursued behind. This time, Xiao Gongchen found that the Mongols were fleeing in three directions, so he sent a flag signal: "Beware of the Tartars!" We retreat and ignore the tartars! ”

After receiving the flag signal, Liu Yuchen, who was chasing the Mongols, immediately gave up the pursuit and returned with the sled soldiers to round with Xiao Gongchen.

"General, why don't you let us chase the Tartars?" Liu Yuchen asked puzzled.

Xiao Gongchen pointed to the Mongols who were far away: "There are many of them, you see that they are divided into three routes, I am afraid that they will set up an ambush on the way!" If they take you around in circles with men and horses in the middle, and find a place to ambush on the left and right, and you rush over with only 300 men, will you not run into the ambush circle of the Tartars? ”

Although the Ming sledders gave up the pursuit, they did not give up entanglement with the enemy. Xiao Gongchen ordered a small number of rifled gunners to abandon the sled, and carefully patrolled on horseback, and when they saw the Mongols from a distance, they shot with rifled guns, and then rode back to meet the main force.

Since a large tribe had just been wiped out last night, a lot of war horses had been captured, and now every Ming soldier had two spare Mongolian horses available in addition to a sled.

The harassment battle on the snow field lasted for a whole day, and the Mongol morale of the Mongols fell to the extreme, but when they were ready to go to bed at night, the Ming army came to harass again, and the Mongols were not at peace with the advantage of rifled guns and sub-cannons in range.

Just when Xiao Gongchen was entangled with the cavalry of Heta with the main force, Cao Lei, who he sent, found the location of the Zasak Khan tent of the central banner of the left wing of Horqin! It was the lair of Prince Darhan and the Tower.

Ten of the rifled gunners on the night raid were carrying rifled guns with scopes.

As night fell, rifled gunners in white capes crawled in the snow. (To be continued.) )