A distance of two hundred paces, for the speed of the Mongol cavalry, was a blink of an eye, and soon they were in the range of the short guns. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The soldiers of the cavalry battalion stopped where they were, flanked the enemy, raised their short guns and aimed ahead, their hands on the triggers, ready to open fire at any moment. Many people saw the menacing appearance of the Mongols and the momentum of the charge, and their hearts were a little hairy, if it wasn't for the strict enough training on weekdays, someone would have shot in advance.

Ma Wei suppressed the tension in his heart and estimated the distance between the two sides. He knew that the Mongols were mainly light horses, and generally did not entangle with the opponent in close combat, and most of them were touch-and-go, so he wanted to put the Mongols close to fight, and the lethality in the best range was also greater, and in the current charge mode, the Mongols could not shoot arrows directly in front of them when they were hindered by horses' heads, which was his chance.

As everyone knows, in the eyes of the Mongolian cavalry, this opponent who suddenly appeared gave up the mobility of the cavalry and stood in place to meet the enemy like infantry, which also hit their arms. Both sides think that they have taken advantage, and it depends on who kills the deer.

When they were a hundred paces away, Ma Wei shouted, "Fire!" "I was the first to pull the trigger of the short gun in my hand.

Originally, the distance of a hundred paces, even the long guns of the infantry were not the best range, let alone the short guns, but the high-speed charging war horses would make this distance shorter in an instant, and if you waited until fifty paces to shoot, the saber would have already cut off the head. Ma Wei is experienced and left a lead amount.

At the same time as the cavalry battalion opened fire, the Mongol team on the opposite side suddenly turned around in a high-speed run, parallel to the cavalry battalion, and shot the arrows in their hands one after another. With the help of huge inertia, the arrow flew to the opposite side with a "woo" sound.

Ma Wei's heart sank, and he forgot about the Mongols' move. Turning almost ninety degrees in the middle of a gallop, this kind of perverted riding technique can only be done by the Mongols, and in an instant, it turns from a frontal charge to a side attack, and is able to maximize the density and speed of the bow and arrow.

Lead bullets and arrows staggered through mid-air, each flying towards their target. The soldiers of the cavalry battalion were hit by arrows one after another, and the screams came one after another, and many fell off their horses; The Mongol cavalry on the opposite side was no better, the power of lead bullets far exceeded that of bows and arrows, and the knight who was shot was hit by the powerful kinetic energy, and rose into the air with a puddle of blood, fell to the ground, rolled forward under the action of huge inertia, and then was trampled into flesh by countless horses' hooves.

The two cavalry fought with hot and cold weapons, and at first glance they appeared to be evenly matched, each with its own damage, but in reality the Mongols suffered much more. They are attacking in a high-speed run, the opponent is a stationary defense, the physical strength and horsepower consumed are incomparable, and the power of the musket is much greater than that of the riding bow, even if the Mongol who is shot is not killed on the spot, he will be trampled to death by the running war horse if he falls off the horse, and there is almost no chance of survival. Although the soldiers of the cavalry battalion were hit by arrows, as long as they did not hit the face gate and the heart position, they still had a chance to survive, and they did not have to worry about the horse's hooves trampling if they fell to the ground.

This difference in the battle loss ratio gradually became apparent in the second round of matchups. When the Mongol cavalry returned in a circle and attacked again in the same way, the cavalry battalion, which had long since stabilized its position, raised a second short gun and counterattacked. Unlike the first round, the Mongols knew that the other side had short guns that could shoot on horseback, and they were not infantry without the power to fight back, so they were afraid in their hearts, the distance was a little farther, and the arrows they shot were not as decisive and resolute as they had just now.

In the second round of fighting, the Mongols left behind more than 100 corpses, while the cavalry battalion had only about 20 or 30 arrows.

Perhaps not thinking such an exchange was worth it, the Mongols stopped in the distance after a second round of attacks, as if wondering how to deal with this strange cavalry.

Ma Wei breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately with such a sharp short gun, this cavalry, which had only been trained for about a year, could make use of its strengths and avoid its weaknesses, and the Mongols, who were famous for their cavalry and archery, would not fall behind, and even have a slight advantage.

Soon, the Mongols put an end to their thinking and charged again. The pattern of their attack was still the same as before, but the distance was much farther, from seventy or eighty steps to about a hundred, and it was no longer a flat shot, but a projectile into the sky.

"Woo hoo hoo", the cavalry battalion fired the third short gun in its hand. Buckshot whistled and flew towards the Mongols; After reaching the highest point in mid-air, the arrow fell sharply and flew towards the cavalry battalion.

Even with a change of tactics, the advantage was on the side of the cavalry battalion. The thin cavalry column was not a dense infantry phalanx, and the accuracy of the projectile was poor, and there were few arrows. And the firecracker is a flat shot, and the cavalry running horizontally can't dodge it, the first one runs over, and naturally the second or third meets it, and the cavalry battalion seems to shoot at a continuous wall of people, which is a higher hit rate than a standing formation.

In the third round of the meeting, the exchange ratio was even more disparity. Although the range was extended, only about 70 people fell under the buckshot, but less than 10 arrows were killed in the cavalry battalion.

The Mongols stopped in the distance and no longer dared to charge, they followed the Houjin army into the pass to rob, not to give their lives, and to lose their lives here inexplicably, obviously not the result they wanted.

The cavalry battalion repelled the Mongols, who had just been invincible, and their confidence was greatly increased, and while loading the short guns, they whispered and talked excitedly. The horse thieves in the distance were in a complicated mood, and the opponent who chased them to death was able to compete with the Mongol cavalry, and to some extent it saved their lives, and I don't know whether to be happy or depressed.

Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, dust was in the distance, thunderous hooves were heard, and several flags appeared on the horizon. Ma Wei said that his heart was not good, he raised the monocular and looked at it, and a square flag with a blue background and a golden dragon appeared in his field of vision, with the dragon's head to the right, and there were four auspicious clouds.

"This is the elite soldier of the Tartar Blue Banner!" Ma Wei was taken aback, judging from the dust raised, the opponent's strength was at least tens of thousands, how could the main force of the Tartars appear in Shandong? I've never heard the wind before.

However, now is not the time to think about this problem, he turned his horse's head and ordered: "The enemy army is strong, we can't fight hard, let's withdraw." ”

Needless to say, the cavalry battalion also saw the dark clouds of the army emerging on the horizon, and their hearts were uneasy, and after hearing the order, they hurriedly retreated in order.

When passing by the horse thief who was standing still, Ma Wei hesitated for a moment, and said to Kong Lianshun, who was the leader: "Our account will be calculated later, and now the Tartar Zhenglan Banner is here, and the thirty-six plans are the upper plan, so you should go quickly." ”