Dressed in yellow cotton armor, the Eight Banners and Cossack cavalry formed four columns and marched rapidly under the July sun. They were all one man and three horses, armed with spears, sabers, and bows and arrows. At the very rear of the ranks were six 8-pounder cavalry guns. All of them looked tired, but they all pulled themselves together and kept heading south.

To be honest, the current Eight Banners are really not the same thing as they were a few years ago! The hard days of the past few years have restored their wildness, and those who can survive in the harsh environment of Mobei are not the Eight Banners who have broken their bodies by swallowing clouds and spitting fog. These people, all of them are physically strong, and they are skilled in bows and horses. Even Emperor Kangxi and Emperor Qianlong came alive to see them, and they also kept it to provoke a few words of praise.

And in order to motivate morale, Yi Xin, who was already very poor, gritted his back molars and took out silver from his inner treasury and gave each soldier a reward of two taels of silver, and the officers were also rewarded according to different ranks. Therefore, the morale of these officers and soldiers of the Eight Banners is still high!

Several fast horses also ran towards the marching team, all of them wearing masked clothes on horseback, they were the scouts sent by Fu Fang. After exchanging orders with the Eight Banners who went to stop them, the horses ran straight to Fu Fang and Rosovsky.

"Lord Dutong, 30 miles southwest of the discovery of a Ming army baggage convoy, there are more than 100 carts!"

Hearing the report of his subordinates, Fu Fang sighed: "How many guards are there?" ”

"I don't know what to do, this baggage convoy has set up a Guleyan on the grassland and encircled itself."

"Posed for a Gureyen?" Fu Fang asked again, "Do you know what the Dao is transporting?" ”

Several of the masked probes shook their heads. Fu Fang waved his hand and sent them all away. Then the news was told to Rosovsky in Russian.

"Your Excellency, Major General. Or let's rob them. It's good to have some supplies. ”

It had been more than ten days since they left the trading city, and they had not received any chance of supply except for slaughtering two small Mongolian tribes along the way, and the supplies they carried with them were not enough, so Fu Fang was unwilling to give up this rare opportunity.

"Let's fight!" Rossovsky didn't hesitate for long, "Fu, you take 1,500 people, I'll give you another 8-pounder gun, is it enough?" ”

"Enough. Enough is enough. ”

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news 10 versts to the east, and let the troops rest by the way."

The "baggage convoy" discovered by these Eight Banners Detectives is naturally Yang Laobai and Wu Mancang! Just when Fu Fang came over with 1500 vests and 1 cannon. Wu Mancang and Yang Laobai were "reorganizing" the 600 workers in the convoy, of which 300 with spears were of little use and were placed in the center of the formation, and their spears were inserted in the grass around the formation to become a rejecting fortification. The remaining 300 people, all with foreign guns in hand, are the main force of the defensive vehicle formation. If there is really an enemy to attack them, they will have to rely on 300 foreign guns to support the market. As for Wu Mancang's 50 cavalrymen, because they were not equipped with foreign guns, they could not play a role by relying on sabers and horse guns, and could only be used as hand-to-hand combatants.

"You can pick out 100 people with good marksmanship who are responsible for releasing guns. The remaining 200 people were specially loaded with ammunition, and 1 person was shot. Two people reload, this works better. ”

It was Yang Laobai who proposed this method, although he had never killed a Tartar, but he had seen how to kill a Tartar. The collective farms on the edge of the Heilongjiang River were often harassed by the Eight Banners soldiers coming from the other side, and they had long summed up a set of effective tactics. These bankers are not regular soldiers after all, and they can't shoot guns. But by farming and hunting, there are a lot of sharpshooters. So he used a few people to help a sharpshooter load his bullets, and used extremely accurate marksmanship to rely on fortifications to break the enemy. The effect is really good!

After rearranging the defenses, Yang Laobai commanded the 300 workers who did not have foreign guns to start reinforcing the defense of the car formation—because they were sent to Darkhan City to pave the road, there were construction shovels and hoes among the materials they transported, which were now used to shovel soil and dig mud, and were stacked in the middle of the carts and under the car decks.

By the time all this was set to a halt, it was already eight or nine o'clock in the morning. Wu Mancang and Yang Laobai just wanted to order the big guys to rest, when they heard a Suiyuan town soldier standing on a high place watching the wind roar.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! There are 500, no, it's 1000, at least 1000 Eight Banners Horse Team! It's still a yellow flag! ”

……

"Gureyan to the point where he is in a good position......"

Fu Fang sat on the horse, looked at the car array in the distance with a telescope, and sighed in a low voice.

"Lord Totong, do you want to charge?"

A co-leader next to him came up and asked in a low voice.

"No, let Mao Zibing bombard it with artillery, and most of them will surrender." Fu Fang had a telescope in his hand and loudly gave orders to several Russian artillerymen in Russian.

"There's even a cannon!" Seeing a few Russian soldiers coming over with a cannon, Wu Mancang immediately gasped.

"It's a stuffy bear!" Yang Laobai was also a little dumbfounded, he had seen the Russians in Heilongjiang, and now he could see from the telescope, although the soldiers who were fiddling with a cannon were wearing military uniforms with eight banner vests, but their appearance was Russian!

"Lao Bai, it looks like something bad is going to happen! At least 1,500 people, there are cannons and Maozi......" Wu Mancang glanced at Yang Laobai beside him, "What should I do?" ”

"What else can I do? Of course, it's the end! Yang Laobai gritted his teeth, "The broken stockades in the northeast are all left without a single inch of grass!" These Tartars are not people! ”

Of course, the Ming army in this era was not a good thing - the bannerman village on the north bank of the Heilongjiang River that was broken by them (the Ming army also crossed the river from time to time to retaliate) also had no living mouth, and the policy of killing people and colonizing was not lip service!

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

At this moment, dozens of foreign guns suddenly fired. The crackling sound stirred up a lot of smoke, and in a blink of an eye, one side of the car formation became filled with gunsmoke.

"Far away! Far away! There is no shooting discipline either...... "Wu Mancang roared when he boarded, and said in his heart that these bankers are not regular soldiers after all, and they will release their guns from such a long distance, this is not fooling around!

"Shoot so far away? It turned out to be a rabble! Fu Fang on the other side was overjoyed when he saw this scene, and just wanted to order his horsemen to charge, but the Russian soldiers who were setting up artillery in front of him suddenly fell, a hole was opened in his head, and blood gushed out! The remaining Russian artillerymen also panicked and hurriedly pulled the gun carriage and retreated.

"What's going on?" Fu Fang rode forward to ask what was going on, but another burst of ammunition came in, marking a seeping whistling sound in the air.

"Rifles! The range is very long......" As soon as a Russian artillery officer finished saying this, he saw a bloody arrow shoot from his back, and then he fell to the ground.

"It's the Bese Maiyang spear...... Fu Fang gasped, and dared to turn the horse's head and retreat dozens of steps.

"Can you still fire?" Then he asked aloud at the retreating Russian artillerymen.

"Yes, it's a little farther away."

It was true that the effective range of the Bese Maiyang gun and the 8-pounder gun was about the same. If the 8-pounder gun retreats outside the effective range of the Besse Maiyang gun. Then this cannon can only be heard.

"Well played!"

"Win!"

"Wansheng ......"

Seeing that there was chaos in front of the Eight Banners, the cheers in the car formation rang out. Wu Mancang was born in the regular army, and he knew that the range of the 8-pounder gun was not far, and if he retreated a few dozen steps, the threat was much smaller.

Sure enough, the 8-pounder cannon then fired a few shots without a single shot, and the shells were all deflected, and it really became a brave cannon battle. However, the people in the car formation were not happy for a few minutes, and they suddenly shouted: "Eight Banner Soldiers, Eight Banner Soldiers are going to charge!" ”

Wu Mancang and Yang Laobai looked forward at the same time, and the Eight Banners Horse Team had already begun to line up, and more than 150 cavalry were set up on the grassland. In the center was a phalanx of lancers, almost 500 horsemen, all with the tips of their spears pointed into the air. The formation on both sides was very loose, and the Eight Banners waistcoat on the horse was ready with bows and arrows.

The first wave of the charge will soon begin! (To be continued......)