Chapter 705 - I'm Not Afraid of God-Like Enemies, I'm Afraid of Pig-Like Teammates!
"Ping Pong! Ping Pong! "Ping Pong! Ping Pong! "Ping Pong! Ping Pong! ”
Zhu Jiajun's firing continued, but it was not as dense as it had been. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
It's not that there is not enough ammunition, it's not that the barrel is too hot, it's that the enemy doesn't have as many as before.
As long as they dared to rush into the Tatar cavalry within more than 300 paces of the Zhu family's army's position, they could knock down a large area in the blink of an eye. Even if someone is lucky enough to avoid the first round of fog, it's a big deal to fire a second shot.
More than 300 steps away, three or four shots in the middle are enough, not to mention that you rush over on horseback, you can't even drive a motorcycle!
Therefore, the Zhu family soldiers are having a good time, not fighting.
It's like playing at home, and the Mongolian soldiers are defeated. This is the qualitative improvement of military strength brought about by Zhu Zilong's crossing, bringing back and newly invented bullets.
The two sides are not on the same level at all!
It feels like Zhu Jiajun is now an adult, fighting with a knife and a young man with a wooden stick.
There is nothing that cannot be liberated by a bullet. If there is, then two bullets.
This time, the vanguard army, without even firing the artillery once, hit the opposite side, staggered and almost collapsed completely.
Those Mongolian soldiers who fell off their horses and were seriously injured and did not die, sorry.
The soldiers of the Zhu family army have no intention of sparing your life.
It's okay to say that if you are slightly injured, who is seriously injured and who will waste medicine to save you?
When we are cannon fodder of the Zhu Jiajun, not everyone is qualified to be it, okay?
"Allah! Allah! "Allah! Allah! "Allah! Allah! ”
The last wave of Tatar cavalry rushed in, and Obama shouted frantically: "Rush! The barbarian's musket is going to run out of gunpowder! Allah! ”
Obviously, the Zhu Jiajun were too happy to play, and they put fewer guns, which made Oba Ma think that the Zhu Jiajun was about to run out of bullets. So, he launched the final charge, and I have to say, it was a beautiful misunderstanding.
"Charge, kill, grab the brute's musket! Allah! ”
"The barbarians are running out of gunpowder and iron bullets!"
For a time, all the remaining Tatar tribal cavalry beat the drums of charge. They seem to see hope!
However, as the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
Say no more, alas!
Zhu Jiajun was not without bullets at all, but seeing that they were really vulnerable, Ma Xiaosan decided to end it with something more time-saving.
So, the army was separated from both sides, and a large pile of small Francophone cannons were laid out.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
As soon as dozens of nearly a hundred Francophone cannons fired, the momentum was much more terrifying than bullets.
The Tatar cavalry cried for their fathers and mothers, and the people turned upside down, and the flesh and blood were splashed. When I fell, I didn't know why, I didn't know what was going on.
The screams of despair and the howls of serious injuries echoed endlessly in front of the Zhu family's army.
It's really sad for those who hear it, and weep for those who see it, well, of course it's crocodile tears, hehe!
"Can't rush, the barbarian's firearms are too powerful, let's retreat, fooled!"
In the next minute, the few remaining Tatar defeated soldiers began to turn around and run away, running backwards like a tide, only hating their father and mother for missing a pair of feet.
In the Zhu family's army, Ma Xiaosan, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, took the opportunity to raise his sword and shouted: "Brothers, it's time for us to go!" Counter-charge, kill. Grab money, grab food, grab women! ”
Immediately, the cavalry of the Zhu family army rushed towards the defeated Tatar soldiers who fled in embarrassment, like a tiger into a flock of sheep.
The morale of the Tatar cavalry had long collapsed, and now it was rushed by the cavalry of the Zhu family's army, and the team collapsed immediately. Countless soldiers turned their horses' heads, held their heads and slapped their horses and ran, trampling and colliding with each other in the chaos, and countless people died. It's like hell on earth!
What is the most feared enemy on the battlefield? It's a rout!
It's not good to kill them all, you can't stop them, and no matter how strict the queue is, it has to be disrupted by the defeated army, so there is that famous saying.
If you are not afraid of god-like enemies, you are afraid of pig-like teammates.
As a result, a relatively rare scene in the history of war occurred.
The vanguard army of the Zhu family's army, which was more than 10,000 points, only took less than three hours to defeat the 120,000 Mongolian troops near the Jin Alliance.
Countless Tatar cavalry slaughtered like ducks, without fighting spirit, holding their heads and just running for their lives. At the same time, he also trampled on the bodies and corpses of his companions and cried and fled, becoming a super pig teammate.
Although the army of Obama tried their best to block it, tens of thousands of friendly troops rushed towards it, which was impossible to resist by manpower.
They also have no artillery or firearms to kill people in the air, arrows or anything, as long as they are a little late, in front of several times their own personnel, it is completely not enough to see.
It was like when the Zhu family army, I don't know which sharpshooter blocked the shot, Obama's chest, making him vomit blood and faint, life and death unknown.
Crashes, and it's even more unstoppable.
The cavalry of the Zhu family army rushed forward and slashed down Oba's Tushetu Khan's pseudo-dragon marshal banner with a sword. As soon as the handsome flag fell, the last bit of the enemy's morale completely collapsed.
"The barbarian is coming, run!"
"Allah bless, run!"
"Immortal Heaven is above, run!"
In a panic, the Tatar cavalry left behind their cattle and sheep and continued to flee for their lives. At the same time, they drew their swords against each other in order to compete for roads or war horses, and the Tatar cavalry who died at the hands of their companions actually killed more people than they died in the Zhu army.
The level of this pig teammate is also drunk.
In the end, a large number of Tatar women, children and child soldiers, who could not escape, threw down their weapons and surrendered on their knees, crying and begging for mercy.
Ma Xiaosan and other generals asked the logistics department to receive the women, children and children who surrendered. He led the cavalry in hot pursuit, slashing and chasing the tail of the defeated Tatar army.
This was a bitter defeat for the Tatar coalition, unable to reorganize the ranks, and could only flee for their lives like sheep being chased by wolves.
The power of the blitzkrieg immediately shone in the hands of Zhu Jiajun.
When he was young, halfway through, Mongol soldiers constantly surrendered. Kneel on the ground and kowtow to the soldiers of the Zhu family's army!
But whether it was surrendered or stubbornly resisted, they were quickly killed by the vanguard of the Zhu family's army. Only those with severed hands and feet and serious injuries can get away with death.
Well, when charging into battle, there is no time to collect prisoners.
However, if you ignore them, you will threaten the personnel of the logistics department. So they can only be regarded as unlucky, and the Zhu family army only wants to be taken prisoner today. Even if they wanted, only women and children.
The battle has reached this point, for Zhu Jiajun, it is not a war, but a game to kill pigs.
The vanguard army of the Zhu family army pursued and killed until the collapsed Mongolian army was completely disorganized and became a 100% straggler. There is not much threat, and the hands are all killed, and the killing is soft, so the troops are withdrawn and returned.
The steppes for hundreds of miles were full of dense corpses of Tatar soldiers.
And Zhu Zilong was in the rear, and he was also happily accepting supplies and prisoners.
In this battle, the 120,000 Tatar coalition army was broken, 19 Tatar Zhuntaiji were beheaded, 8 were captured, and more than 170 Tatar commanders and above were beheaded.
More than 30,000 people were captured (all Mongolian women and children), and countless horses, cattle and sheep, banners and weapons were captured!
As for the number of beheadings, because of the reason why many Tatar defeated soldiers ran away, this really can't be counted, but there should be about forty or fifty thousand people, right?
- (To be continued.) )