"Lao Wang, why are you in a daze?" Xu Xingxia asked casually.

For everything in front of him, he is much calmer than Wang Qinian. The constant fall of the Tatar cavalry was exactly what he expected and what he was looking forward to. Isn't this the result of his hard work in forming a tank battalion and an artillery battalion? So much money has been spent, so much effort has been spent, how is it possible if there is no obvious effect?

In fact, before the advent of modern weapons such as heavy machine guns and tanks, the role of cavalry on the battlefield had not been completely eliminated. No matter how good the surname of the Miney gun is, it is also a front-loading gun, and its poor rate of fire is destined to be unable to completely end the historical fate of the cavalry. Even in World War II, cavalry was still an important branch of the army.

However, here Gugrad made the fatal mistake of launching a frontal attack with light cavalry, which had no choice. Attacking the queue equipped with Minnie guns is simply suicide. This is purely his Gugeler's own death, not his Xu Xingxia's strategy, how clever he is. Of course, Gugler didn't know how powerful Minnie was playing, which was also a very important reason. He estimated that the white-clothed army was equipped with ordinary firearms.

"Lord Qianhu, after losing this battle, I am afraid that the Hellergin tribe will come out. Please also ask the people of the thousand households to prepare early and create new achievements. If the Kylgin tribe can be inflicted a heavy blow again, this Tatar tribe is estimated to have to withdraw from the Bayannur Plain and move westward. That's a great thing! Wang Qinian said with great anticipation.

"I'll try." Xu Xingxia nodded and said confidently.

On the surface, Mr. Wang's words may sound contradictory. How could the Tartars of the Kyllegin tribe, who had just suffered a heavy blow, still come out of the nest? According to the general idea, after being injured, the most important thing to do is to find a place to hide quietly and lick the wound. The wounds haven't been licked yet, how can you go to the enemy for revenge?

However, Wang Qinian's words are absolutely not wrong. For the Hellergin tribe, it is. They simply didn't have time to lick their wounds. They must take advantage of the strength of their own blow and seize the time to launch an attack on Xu Xingxia, in order to turn defeat into victory and turn the tide. Even if he can't turn the tide and not fall, he must at least weaken Xu Xingxia's power. It would be even better if they could gather all their current strength and kill Xu Xingxia himself.

If they miss this opportunity, what awaits them will be doomed. Idiots know that after this battle, the confidence and morale of the white-clothed army will increase greatly. The strength of the white-clothed army will also be further enhanced. Xu Xingxia's own prestige will also be further strengthened. Xu Xingxia's own power will definitely be more concentrated. Once the strength of the white-clothed army increases to a certain extent, it will inevitably launch an active attack on the Hellergin tribe.

This is a very simple principle of switching offense and defense. If the Hylkin tribe does not take the initiative of the battle into their own hands, over time, the white-clothed army will have to take the initiative in the battle. At that time, the situation of the Helgen tribe will be even more dangerous. Specifically, the Kyllegin tribe must launch an attack at the end of this year or the beginning of next year, otherwise, once this time passes, it will be too late to say anything.

The nomads and the Central Plains army are fighting, and what they are most afraid of is to lose the strength of one and the other. If the Han army is always weak, there is no problem. However, if the Han Chinese army shows signs of rising, the nomads are in trouble. The more the time is delayed, the more beneficial it is for the Han Chinese. It seems that Li Jing in the early Tang Dynasty swept the Turks, which is a typical example of the elimination of the other. At Baqiao, the Turks did not continue the offensive and spared Li Shimin, and as a result, what awaited them was the frenzied counterattack of the Tang army decades later. Eventually, the Turks were almost scattered.

With Xu Xingxia's surname, I am afraid that he will do more than Li Jing. If he has the power to take the initiative, Xu Xingxia will never be in his nest, he will definitely take the initiative to attack. At that time, the flames of war will burn to the doorstep of the Kellergin tribe. To avoid this worst-case scenario, the Hellerkin tribe had no choice but to take a desperate gamble.

...... "Bang bang bang!" ”

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunfire continued, one after another.

More Mini bullets poured down, and more Tartar cavalry fell straight down. There are constantly war horses falling down, constantly warhorses turning their heels, and constantly having tartars being thrown out fiercely, rolling on the ground in pain. The dust in the sky flew up, covering the sky, as if no one could see this tragic scene.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The sound of explosives packs exploding is also endless.

Clusters of firelight, shining through dust and black smoke, illuminated the entire battlefield.

The explosion of each explosive pack brought great confusion to the Tatar cavalry. Casualties aside, it is very difficult for those frightened horses to be completely pacified. The loud noise of the explosive pack brought great damage to the Tatar horses. Some war horses have been completely out of control, no matter how indulgent their masters are, they are desperately scurrying, and some even throw their masters down and run away by themselves.

On the battlefield, there are Minnie bullets flying everywhere. No one knows where the Mini bullet will come from and what kind of target it will hit. Regardless of which direction the Tatar cavalry attacked, they would be subjected to Mini shells. Even if they retreated, Minnie bullets would whizz and knock them to the ground from behind.

Looking at everything in front of him with empty eyes, Gugler no longer screamed. Now he feels that his mind is a little blank and a little painful. He tried hard to calm himself down and figure out what was going on, but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't calm down. He saw everything in front of him, but he couldn't think about the fundamental reason behind all this.

In a short period of time, the men and horses under his command lost at least three or four hundred people. This was half a cup of tea time ago. It takes time to count the losses of troops, especially in such a chaotic situation. In this half-light of tea, it is estimated that three or four hundred more people fell under the guns of the white-clothed army. Such a proportion of casualties is absolutely unprecedented. For a moment, he really couldn't figure out what was going on.

…… The scattered Tatar cavalry was still hit hard by muskets and explosives. As long as the Tatar cavalry is still attacking, as long as their figures are still in the guns of the white army, the attack of the white army will not stop. The musketeers of the White Army, or the gunners, were constantly firing ammunition outside.

The cost of Minnie bullets is almost negligible. One or two pieces of silver can make thousands of Minnie bullets. After a fierce battle, the cost of Mini bullets consumed is dozens of taels of silver. Such a cost, Xu Xingxia is completely affordable. As for the cost of explosives packs, it doesn't seem to be high. A bag of explosives, up to a tael of silver. As long as a bag of explosives can kill a Tartar, it's worth it. Xu Xingxia will not be stingy.

The Tatar cavalry was scattered, and the shooting of the white-clothed army did not have a unified goal. Basically, the musketeers shot wherever they saw an enemy. Whichever Tatar cavalry is closest to you, shoot at whomever you want. With such a shot, the hit rate is, of course, greatly reduced. However, it was also very difficult for the Tatar cavalry to get closer.

In front of the guns of the white-clothed army, the Tatar cavalry had to take refuge everywhere. They wanted to look for an opportunity to attack, but unfortunately found that the closer they were, the more likely they were to be hit. The distance of thirty or forty zhang is already very unsafe. At a distance of thirty or forty zhang, their bows and arrows couldn't help each other at all. The arrows they shot fell halfway through. Don't say that the other side has the wooden planks of the partial van to resist, that is, without the partial van, their arrows cannot effectively cause effective damage to the Ming army.

It can be said that the Tatars have never been so embarrassed. They were completely beaten by the white-clothed army and could only parry, and they had no power to fight back. They wanted to attack, but they couldn't afford to suffer so many casualties. If you want to retreat, they are not reconciled. It was the first time they had faced each other head-on like this, and they were repelled by the Ming army. This made their self-esteem suffer a very strong blow, and they refused to retreat like this. As a result, in the midst of such a dilemma, the number of Tatar casualties continued to rise.

Of course, there were also some Tatar cavalry, fearless to death, continued to rush towards the white-clothed army. They were the bravest kind of Tatars, almost the ones who lost their minds. As soon as they enter the combat mode, they will fall into madness, regardless of everything in front of them, and launch an attack on the enemy. For them, there are only two ways to end the fight. One is that all the enemies are killed. The other is that they themselves were killed. However, the consequences of these people are extremely tragic. It is precisely these people that the White Coats want to exterminate.

"Quack!"

"Come up with me!"

Suddenly, someone roared wildly.

It turned out that this man was the captain of Gugrad's guard, named Bagh.

This is a Tatar cavalry of five big and three thick, and it has always been a typical type of rushing and fighting. His body was even stronger than Gugler's, and his exposed skin was almost bronzed, which showed the strength of his muscles. The front-line troops made no progress, and Bagh suddenly couldn't hold it back, and he rushed forward desperately to personally supervise the battle.

"Bag!"

"You come back to me!"

Gugler cried out in a hurry and rage!

Bagh is his sworn brother. The two of them have been together since they can remember. The two are together, and I don't know how many vicious battles they have experienced. There have been many times when either Bagh has carried him Gugrad out of the pile of dead, or he Gugrad has carried Bagh out of the pile of dead. The relationship between the two is even deeper than that of ordinary couples. Bagh rushed forward so recklessly, Gugler's first feeling was that it was over. In front of the guns of the white-clothed army, Bagh is simply a natural target! Even if you want to die, you don't send it to death like this!

However, out of anger, Bag did not hear Gugler's call at all. He was enraged by the poor performance of the Tatar cavalry at the front. It is simply humiliating that so many Tatar cavalry could not help the Ming army, which was several times smaller than his own. If this matter spreads, his good brother Gugler will not be able to raise his head to see people in the future. This is something he will never allow to happen. He must turn the tide of battle!

Bagh galloped forward desperately, constantly waving the Xueliang long knife in his hand, and ordered the Tatar cavalry around him to follow him to attack. If someone disobeys the order, they will be hacked to death on the spot with his long knife. In a very short time, Bag hacked to death four or five Tatar cavalrymen who tried to retreat, blood dripping from their long knives. Driven by Bagh, the desperate Tatar cavalry had no choice but to continue to rush forward. As a result, the musketeers of the White Army immediately discovered his existence. Such a fierce Tatar, the white-clothed army can't even notice it!

"Destroy him!" Xia Kewu shouted!

"Kill him!" Wang Xia was concise and to the point.

"Done him!" Liu Heng was not to be outdone.

The commanders of the musketeers of the White Army all set their eyes on Bag.

Nearly a hundred muskets were aimed at the direction of Bagh's attack at the same time.

"Bang bang bang!"

Dense gunfire rang out like beans.

Dozens of muskets, all aimed at Bag's figure, the lethality can be imagined.

The dense Mini flew over, and Bag's huge body, as if defeated, fell directly from the horse's back, and rolled on the ground, stirring up a large amount of dust. The Tatar cavalry around him was also defeated by at least ten or more people. The power of the moon salvo can not be stopped by the Tatar cavalry? The Tatar cavalry, who had narrowly escaped, turned their horses around without thinking and fled in disarray.

Bag, who was thrown hard, was still awake in his mind, and after he rolled a few times in a row, he still hadn't passed out. At least five or more Mini bullets hit Bag's body, leaving him dying with blood. However, this bag, whose vitality is indeed vigorous, actually stood up again after lying down for a while. Covered in blood and covered in mud, he stood straight in the middle of the battlefield. However, what awaited him was not a heroic cheer, but a more violent counterattack.

"Grass! Not dead yet? Zhang Feng was immediately enraged.

"Paralyzed, go die!" Mao Thirteen scolded fiercely.

"Kill him, brothers! Beat him into a sieve! Lin Dacheng was also angry.

has been cared for by the musket team of the white army, and he is not dead, he is simply despising the power of the musket team! Paralyzed, one shot can't kill you, ten more shots! See if you die! There's a kind of you standing like this, and you'll never fall!

"Bang bang bang!"

There was another burst of heavy volley fire.

There seemed to be countless holes in Bag's body, and blood kept gushing out.

Purely from the outside, Bagh was really beaten into a sieve this time. Mini bullets hit him, at least a dozen rounds. He tried hard to control his body and not let himself fall, but his body had lost control. His consciousness was gradually lost. Eventually, he fell to his knees and slowly threw himself forward. After this fall, Bagh never got back up. was hit by more than a dozen Mini bullets, even if it was Da Luo Jinxian, it was impossible to survive.

"Bagh is dead!"

"Bagh is dead!"

"Bagh is dead!"

Some Tatar cavalry cried out in horror.

The other Tatar cavalry, hurrying back, ran faster than the rabbits.

Even a fierce figure like Bag fell under the muskets of the Ming army, if they continued to rush forward, wouldn't they also be beaten into a sieve? The Tatars are also afraid of death, and most of them will not do it, knowing that it is a matter of sending them to death. In the battle just now, those Tatars who did not take death seriously had already found their own home, which was death. The rest of the tartars are a little afraid of death. So, after the death of Bagh, no Tatar dared to rush forward. The gunfire on the battlefield fell silent for the time being.

Seeing his sworn brother fall vulnerable and helpless under the guns of the white army, Gugler felt that one of his hearts was eagerly falling, falling into an endless ice cellar. He felt his hands and feet cold, and his mind went blank. But he didn't have time to grieve. Because, there are more important things that require him to make a painful decision - whether to continue fighting, or temporarily withdraw from the fighting, or simply withdraw the army and disengage from the Ming army?

If the fighting continues, casualties are inevitable. The combat effectiveness of the Ming army in front of him is indeed too fierce. Gugele couldn't imagine why there were such strong troops in the Ming army. He roughly estimated that the loss under his command would definitely not be less than eight hundred. These are still killed in battle, and I don't know how many were wounded! If the fighting continues, who knows how many casualties will have to pay?

However, if you withdraw from the battle, the previous casualties will be in vain. Temporarily withdrawing from the battle, the combat effectiveness of the Ming army will not decline. On the contrary, the morale of the victorious Ming army will definitely be greatly improved. If the Tatars attacked again, they would certainly suffer again losses. Heroes don't suffer losses in front of them! God knows when they will have a chance to take revenge. Perhaps, there will never be such an opportunity.

The only way to avoid the expansion of losses is to withdraw the troops cleanly and completely, and directly withdraw the troops to the Khairgin tribe, and no longer contact with this Ming army. However, this is precisely what he Gugler could not accept the most. He arrived in high spirits, full of hope, but in the end he abandoned his armor and went back in defeat, what is this? He couldn't imagine what kind of treatment he would have after he went back.

If Hellergin had killed him, perhaps Gugler would have felt a little better inside. However, he feared that Hellerkin would not kill him, but would only find an opportunity to constantly taunt him, so that he and his men would live in humiliation forever. Who told him that he had once humiliated Sobud and Paroch? Gifts are still exchanged, and they will definitely return it twice.

For a while, Gugler was disillusioned and didn't know what to do. In a dilemma, he even had the urge to commit suicide. He was really miserable. Could it be that the Tatars are finished like this? Could it be that the Tatars withdrew in disgrace like this? Could it be that this Ming army is so impossible to defeat?

(To be continued)