Chapter 1075: Mob

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The crisp sound of gunfire rang out on the grassland.

The bullets rushed towards the Beidi cavalry like locusts.

The Beidi cavalry, who faced the Lancers head-on, fell to the ground like fallen leaves.

"Click." After firing a bullet, the Lancers pulled the bolt, and the orange-yellow shells popped out of the gun chamber. They reloaded the metal bullets and raised their guns to shoot again.

Round after round of Beidi cavalry fell in front of their guns.

At this time, Chen Hu rode on a hill protruding from the grassland, overlooking the entire battlefield.

One hundred guards held carbines and guarded him. .

"A mob!" After some observation, Chen Hu came to a conclusion, with a look of disdain at the corners of his mouth.

In his opinion, Beidi was really exhausted this time.

In the battle of Ningjindusi, Beidi suffered heavy losses. In order to replenish its troops, many Beidi people were forcibly recruited to join the army.

However, in the battle of Yongzhou, the army he had worked so hard to accumulate was killed by them.

Last time, Mule Hongzhen had sucked the blood of the Beidi people dry before he could gather so many people. Ulanba wanted to continue this time, but it seemed that he could not suck anything.

Once, a Beidi king's tent was so powerful.

The black iron king's tent to the north of King Yan made Yanzhou have no peace for a day, and the Dasong army retreated inside the pass and did not dare to cross Yanshan.

But now, there are only a mere 10,000 people coming to fight them this time.

Even so, half of them are children under the age of fourteen.

There is another thing.

The cavalry equipment of the Silver Moon King's Tent is very simple.

The styles of bows and arrows, leather armor, and scimitars are messy, and there are even Beidi soldiers waving hatchets.

The war horses they sit on are not as strong as those in the battle of Yongzhou.

At a glance, they are fat, thin, old and young.

Rather than saying that they are cavalry, they are more like a group of bandits.

Moreover, they seem to have no infantry.

In addition to the cavalry, there are no infantry guarding the periphery of the tent.

Obviously, their muskets and artillery were all lost on the battlefield of Yongzhou, and they were no longer able to pull up the infantry.

Although Ulanba was now loyal to the Russian State.

But this place was very far away from the Russian State. Even if the Russian State was willing to support muskets and artillery, it would not be able to do so for a while.

Thinking of this, he continued to observe the battlefield.

In the continuous gunfire, the Beidi cavalry kept falling.

The large horizontal column of lancers advanced to a position of about 150 meters from the Beidi cavalry, and suddenly changed its formation, split into two, and outflanked the flank of the Beidi cavalry.

At this time, the Beidi cavalry had not recovered from the chaos caused by the shooting just now.

Many cavalrymen were either crowded together or at a loss, not knowing how to attack.

Seeing this, Chen Hu laughed dumbly.

There is no doubt that this is another feature of the decline of the Beidi cavalry.

In the battle of Yongzhou, countless Beidi soldiers died, and naturally countless generals were killed and injured.

Those who did not die are now mining and paving the way in Dasong.

The organization and command of the Northern Di army naturally declined greatly due to the disappearance of these experienced generals.

If it were before, the Northern Di cavalry would quickly outflank him and take countermeasures.

But now, these Northern Di cavalry can only watch themselves being surrounded.

Originally, he thought it would take some effort to destroy the Silver Moon King's Tent, but he didn't expect that the reality was much easier than he thought.

Pursing his lips, he picked up the telescope and looked at the camp of the Silver Moon King's Tent.

Seeing that the Northern Di people in the Silver Moon King's Tent were pulling horses and dragging their luggage to escape, he immediately ordered the flag bearer beside him to issue an order.

Not long after, a team of 5,000 lancers separated from the battlefield, bypassed the battlefield, and headed straight for the camp.

"Bang bang bang..." The fighting continued on the battlefield.

After the lancers surrounded the Northern Di cavalry, the shooting range became wider.

They used the flexibility and range of the carbines to kill the Northern Di cavalry one by one like flying kites.

The Beidi cavalry was like a group of crucian carps trying to break through a fishing net, but no matter how they charged, they could not break through the net and could only leave corpses on the grassland.

"Kill, kill..." Bazal roared, raised his arms and moved forward, ordering the cavalry around him to charge towards the camp.

After the Dasong cavalry surrounded their flanks, they quickly circled behind them. If the encirclement was successful, they would never be able to escape.

"Kill!"

Under his command, a group of slightly childish voices rang out.

A group of more than ten-year-old Beidi cavalry waved their weapons and rushed to the north.

In the previous charge, the old soldiers who came back alive from Yongzhou acted as the vanguard. After a battle, these old soldiers were killed and wounded.

Now, the most in his team are these child soldiers.

Although these child soldiers are young, they are very easy to be instigated and are at an age where they are fearless.

And the death of their relatives made them full of hatred for the Dasong people.

So, although the situation on the battlefield was extremely unfavorable to them in an instant.

These child soldiers still obeyed his orders and rushed towards the Dasong cavalry again and again.

However, they only had hot heads.

On the battlefield, they were just lambs that were more fragile than the Beidi veterans.

Facing these special Beidi cavalry, the Lancers showed no mercy.

When the Beidi people brutally killed the babies in the cradles of the Song people, they never had any pity for them.

They knew very well that these people would grow up to be a brutal Beidi cavalry.

And this time, they wanted to completely break the backbone of the Beidi.

"Bang, bang, bang..." A burst of dense gunfire rang out.

These young and crazy bloodthirsty Beidi cavalrymen were shot one after another and fell from their horses.

Those who died would lie on the ground motionless, while those who were injured covered their wounds and howled miserably.

They were driven by hatred and went to the battlefield, vowing to tear the Dasong people into pieces.

But they had never experienced a cruel war, so they were not afraid of tigers.

Now, they were hit by bullets, and the severe pain made them forget their hatred, leaving only fear in their hearts.

But it was too late, and the Dasong Lancers would not give them a chance to leave and gathered under the banner of Ulanba.

With the sound of gunfire, they were slaughtered wantonly by the Lancers just like the Dasong soldiers who were massacred that year.

Chen Hu looked at this scene with a smile on his face.

Then he rode his horse towards the Beidi camp.

These Beidi cavalrymen were just trapped in a jar, but it would take some time to eliminate them one by one.

In this case, let the Lancers stay and annihilate the enemy.

Circling the battlefield, Chen Hu kept approaching the camp.

The closer he got, the clearer the gunshots near the camp became.

Apparently, his lancers were fighting with the Beidi cavalry guarding the camp.

However, as they got closer, the gunshots became less and less frequent.

Chen Hu's heart sank slightly. Obviously, this meant that the lancers had eliminated the Beidi cavalry in the camp, or the lancers had been eliminated.

Of the two, he was more convinced of the former.

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