"Da Da Da!"

The sound of horses' hooves gradually intensified.

A large group of Tartar cavalry flocked to the north of the far pass of the town.

Chi Hu and Ming Hao stood at the back of the side van, carefully observing the Tartar team outside.

This thousand-strong team of Tartars, after coming to the vicinity of Zhenyuan Pass, the team was quite loose, and it was not as tight as the Tartars of the Hellergin tribe before. Their formation, stretched very wide, felt too free. It is not so much that this group of Tartars went south to fight, but that they came for sightseeing. They really don't take the white-clothed army too seriously. With such a force and such a formation, it is simply contempt for the existence of the white-clothed army!

From a professional military point of view, these Tartars were completely unready for battle. Even the most unscrupulous Tartar team could not have been so loose in the face of the enemy. Without a queue, there is no combat effectiveness, that's for sure. Even if it is a nomad, when fighting, it is impossible to be scattered, and there must be a certain organization. Unless, they don't take the enemy seriously at all, and treat the battle as a child's play.

Regarding the actions of the Tartars, Chi Hu can only explain that they are here to find death. Perhaps, these Tartars are still accustomed to thinking that the Ming army in Ningxia Town is still garbage as always, and they don't need to put on any formation at all, they can rely on instinct to directly crush the Ming army. It's a pity that their ideas have completely lagged behind. In front of the white-clothed army, the Tartars who had a queue were killed and wounded countless times, not to mention the Tartars who did not have any organization.

"Has the herald set off?" Chi Hu asked with an awe-inspiring face.

"It's already gone, five people in all." Zhang Quanfu replied next to him.

The heralds they mentioned were, of course, the heralds who reported to Xu Xingxia. A large number of Tartars arrived, of course, they had to report Xu Xingxia as soon as possible. It is estimated that when the herald arrives at Weizhen Fort, Xu Xingxia should not have a chance to have lunch. I am afraid that this Chinese New Year's Eve, the whole white-clothed army, including Xu Xingxia, will spend it on the battlefield.

"Lao Zhang, what do you think the Tartars want to do?" Chi Hu asked calmly.

"I reckon they are the strikers of the Tartars. The large army of the Tartars was in the back. Perhaps, Helekin wants to give us a big surprise during the Chinese New Year. If they succeed, it will be a big blow to us. Zhang Quanfu thought about it and said calmly.

Zhang Quanfu's speech represented the views of most of the commanders of the white-clothed army. The Tartars had only one thousand-man squad going south, which was absolutely impossible. In the past, Gugrad's two thousand-man teams were not opponents of the white-clothed army, and now the Tartars dispatched a thousand-man team, which is not enough to see. Therefore, behind this thousand-man detachment, there must be more Tartar troops coming. In other words, the large-scale war that they had been fearing had officially broken out. It is estimated that the combined cavalry team of the Edun tribe of the Hellergin tribe is just behind.

"These guys...... Too impatient, right? Zhang Quanfu suddenly frowned and said.

Those Tartars who went south didn't seem to have the slightest scruples about the actions of the white-clothed army, or they didn't know the power of the white-clothed army at all. They only stopped for a short time before attacking the white-clothed army. Their attacking team is still very sparse. In a sense, this just avoided the large-scale damage of the guns of the white army. However, because their numbers were too small, it was impossible to rush to the front of the white-clothed army.

"Fire!"

Chi Hu ordered without hesitation.

"Whew!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The guns and cannons of the white-clothed army suddenly rang out.

"Boom!"

The explosive packets thrown out by the artillery battalion were the first to explode.

Loud noises, fires, and black pillars of smoke shrouded the Tatar cavalry. The battlefield, which was already somewhat gloomy, appeared even more gloomy, and visibility was rapidly reduced. Standing behind the side van and looking out, on the battlefield, sound and light are intertwined, gunpowder smoke is filled, and black smoke and white smoke are everywhere. The white smoke from the launch of the moon gun rises in a curling manner, and no matter how the north wind blows, it always lingers for a long time.

The soldiers of the white-clothed army, who were disturbed by the tartar to eat the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, all had a belly of fire in their hearts, and now that the tartar is coming, they will definitely vent the anger of this stomach on the head of the tartar. Fifty trebuchets work together to throw fifty packs of explosives at once. As for the Moon, at least 500 rounds of Mini were fired in a single salvo. These weapons all ended up on the Tartar cavalry.

"Boom!"

"Poof! Poof! ”

"Gray Yuyu! Gray Yuyu! ”

There was a constant muffled sound of people or horses falling to the ground.

The screams of the personnel and the neighing of the horses continued to be heard in the sound of gunfire.

No matter how dense the guns of the white-clothed army were, the screams of the tartars, and the neighing of the war horses, they could never be cut off. The main reason is that there are too many fallen tartars. The Tartar cavalry, who were caught off guard, suddenly encountered such a fierce gun attack, as if they were suddenly blinded. A number of Tartar cavalry, in the chaos of the battlefield, were completely overwhelmed. Even if the guns have not yet fallen on them, they have lost their combat effectiveness.

In fact, the Tartars of the Edun tribe had indeed not suffered the blows of the white-clothed army, and they had no experience in how to resist the white-clothed army. Due to some special reasons, the Tartars of the Edun tribe have never believed in the strength of the white-clothed army, and they all think that the Tartars of the Helkin tribe are too weak. They also mocked the Tatars of the Kylekin tribe for this. They didn't expect that the guns of the Ming army would be so lethal. In front of the white-clothed army who were waiting for the battle, of course, they could only fall to the ground screaming.

This is also because the white-clothed army has a back hand. In order to prevent unexpected situations from happening, Chi Hu still had a large number of reserves in his hands that were not dispatched. If all the white-clothed soldiers are all shot, the lethality of the bullet rain will be even stronger. The Tatar cavalry, with only a thousand men, was simply impossible to break through the fire blockade of the white-clothed army. In fact, the terrain near Zhenyuan Pass was not conducive to the Tatars deploying all their forces.

Why did the white-clothed army block this passage to Zhenyuanguan? It's because I like the terrain here. Since ancient times, Zhenyuan Pass is an important passage for foreign nomads to enter Ningxia Town, the width is very small, and the east and west are less than five miles. If the middle is occupied, it is simply impossible to pass by on both sides. As long as the white-clothed army occupies favorable terrain, it can give full play to the advantages of firearms more effectively and inflict greater casualties on the Tatars.

In fact, without the vans, without favorable terrain, it was still very difficult for the infantry to block the advance of the Tartar cavalry on the plains where there was no danger to defend. After all, before the advent of modern machine guns, especially heavy machine guns, the infantry wanted to block the attack of the cavalry, and it was still very passive. Similarly, without the cooperation of the artillery battalion, it is unrealistic to rely solely on rifled guns to block the cavalry charge. In essence, the moon gun is still a front-loading gun. The rate of fire of a front-loading gun is always the deadliest drawback.

"Whoosh!"

From time to time, arrows whistled in.

Despite the fierce artillery fire of the white-clothed army, some of the Tartar cavalry rushed to a distance of less than fifty meters from the side van. On horseback, they bent their bows and arrows, and shot fierce arrows one after another. If the planks of the van were not blocked, these sharp arrows would have been a serious injury to the white-clad musketeers. However, due to the wooden planks of the partial van, these sharp arrows were finally nailed to the top of the wooden boards. And the Tartar who shot a sharp arrow was knocked to the ground in a blink of an eye by the roaring Minnie bullet.

Several rounds of guns passed in a row, and the Tartars who rushed up were all blocked more than a hundred meters away. Only a very small number of Tartar cavalry can successfully rush to about fifty meters. The Tartar cavalry, who had been killed, under the influence of their habitual surname, continued to glide on the Gobi Desert until they were less than 30 meters away from the side van. However, at this distance, the Tartars were already dead and simply did not have the ability to continue the attack.

However, it is very strange that after paying a large price for casualties, these Tatar cavalry, without any intention of retreating. From the moment they attacked, they only moved forward and did not retreat. The companions in front were killed, and the Tartars in the back rushed up with them, without the slightest sense of fear. In the simplest description, it feels like they are all drunk, their eyes are red, and they only know how to rush forward desperately.

The thick finger of Mini hit them as if they didn't feel anything at all. Unless they fall, they will stop attacking. One by one, the explosives bags blew them up to pieces, and their stumps and arms were broken. However, as long as they don't die, as long as they are still conscious, as long as they can still move, they still rush in the direction of the white-clothed army. Even their enemies, the whites had to admire their fierceness and fearlessness.

However, in the eyes of Chi Hu and others, things are not so simple. This is completely out of the realm of courage. It is absolutely impossible for a normal person's courage to be so perverted. Even if a small number of people are really perverted, it is impossible for everyone else to be so perverted. To be sure, there must be something wrong with these tartars.

"What's going on?" Chi Hu and Zhang Quanfu looked at each other. Zhang Quanfu shook his head, saying that he couldn't understand it either. Gao Meng and the others also shook their heads, indicating that they couldn't understand. These tartars are so weird, I don't know what they are made of. Even if there are really people who are not afraid of death, they can't be so unafraid of death in every Tartar!

"They probably have the drug." Xu Xingxia's voice came from the side. He hadn't come off his horse yet! When he received the news, he hurried from Fort Weizhen. Obviously, this Chinese New Year's Eve, it is impossible for him to reunite with his family. But that's fine, let's welcome the new year with the victory of the battle!

(To be continued)