Borigude couldn't believe his eyes. He originally thought he would see a refreshing victory, but the final result was unacceptable.

In a blink of an eye, Bater's cavalry did not tear open the seemingly weak array of the Ming army in an invincible way, but instead hit the Ming army's guns and bullets and was bleeding.

The brave and warlike Mongolian cavalry and their war horses fell into dust. Even Bater, whom he had high hopes, was shot off the horse by muskets in front of the formation and did not know how to live or die.

Seeing this scene, Burigude's eyes turned red, and his anger instantly filled his brain. He let out a sharp roar towards the sky, because Bater's death made him unable to calmly think about the problem. There was only the scene of Bater falling from his horse in his eyes.

"Roar! rush over! tear them apart!" Burigude angrily issued an order that he regretted. Although Bater's charge failed, the angry Burigude did not think that the battle had been decided. Now he only has the desire to tear the Ming army into pieces and the belief in avenging Bater.

In Burigude's view, the Ming army's tactics must not last long. Bater was just unlucky. After all, he saw that the cavalry had rushed to a distance of only 100 meters in the Ming army. If more cavalry were invested and the charge was faster, it would definitely not be the result now.

In order to avenge Batel, Ryugude had abandoned his previous tactics against the Ming army and decided to continue to send cavalry to charge along the route of Batel's troops until he rushed into the Ming army's array to defeat the Ming army.

The determination was made, and soon another thousand-man team began to charge. At this time, Batel's cavalry had been blown into desolation by the Ming army muskets. Except for the few lucky cavalry, most of the cavalry had already lie on the grassland. Their blood dyed the grass under their bodies red and penetrated into the black soil. Perhaps soon, even their bodies would melt into this grassland, leaving only white and dry bones.

"Idiot! But I like it!"

When the Mongolians' second thousand-man team began another charge, Luo Tianqi seemed extremely happy in surprise.

Originally, he thought that after killing the Mongolian cavalry that had charged forward, the remaining Mongolians might start to escape because they were scared.

To this end, Luo Tianqi was ready to let the Ming cavalry who were on standby at any time to attack, and was ready to try his best to gain more results in this battle.

Who would have thought that the Mongols on the opposite side did not escape, but instead started another charge. This charge was almost no different from the first charge, which made Luo Tianqi overjoyed.

This kind of fighting style is the best for Luo Tianqi. The Ming army was not worried that the Mongolians would be able to break through their fronts, and the Ming army's muskets had been ready for battle, and they were just shooting a few more times.

Luo Tianqi smiled and decisively issued an order to continue the battle. The Ming army's formation began to retreat a little more than ten steps and reorganized the line. The Ming army's field artillery roared again, and shells roared towards the charge of the Mongolian cavalry.

When the thousand-man hedged to a distance of 500 meters from the Ming army, another cavalry unit rushed out of the troops of Rigude. The cavalry unit cooperated with the thousand-man team in front and began to detour left and right to attract and influence the Ming army to fight.

Unfortunately, the Ming army had already prepared. Mongolia had no idea that the musket line adopted by the Ming army was the most advanced tactic of this era. This line formation, which was later called line shooting, could not only maintain continuous shooting, but also the key point was that the Ming army's formation was actually one after another from the air.

Therefore, the Ming army could face enemies from all directions at any time and shoot successively according to Caodian to correspond calmly. If the Mongols had powerful artillery and corresponding musket arrays, plus a large number of cavalry units, they might be able to fight against the current Ming army.

Unfortunately, all the troops in the Ryugude were cavalry and did not have any firearms and equipment, let alone killing weapons like cannons.

The result of using cavalry to attack the musket array with artillery cover and waiting for battle cannons.

It has to be admitted that the Korqin cavalry is indeed brave, and the Korqin tribe can be called the first tribe in Eastern Mongolia. If these cavalry met the Ming army a hundred years ago, the Ming army would have been killed by the cavalry long ago.

But the times are different now. Where is the Ming army comparable to the Ming army a hundred years ago? No matter how many cavalry the troops invested by the Rigude army, it would be useless.

With just one incense stick, the cruel reality taught Borigude how to be a human being. In his stunned eyes, the two thousand-man cavalry sent successively were like they encountered a wall of iron, and like Bater who had broken his wings, he suffered a crushing defeat.

When countless Korchin warriors and their war horses fell down on the battlefield, the Ming army's musket array was still as stable as a rock. Even under the command of the Ming army's commander, the Ming army's musket array began to gradually move forward, and the subsequent artillery also pulled to the front line and directly bombarded the position of Burigude.

"Changshengtian... This... How is this possible!" Burigude murmured as he was stunned. He murmured to himself. It took only a few time for his three thousand-person teams to be reimbursed. There were very few cavalrymen who escaped by chance. In other words, from the beginning of the war, his cavalry troops have lost three quarters.

Compared with the tragic losses on his side, the losses on the Ming army can almost be said to be negligible. Although a very small number of lucky cavalry rushed to a very close distance from the Ming army, they were lucky enough to shoot arrows at the Ming army with bows and arrows.

However, those arrows did not cause any casualties to the Ming army. Only a few unlucky guys were shot by the arrows. Moreover, because the distance was a bit far, the strength of the bow and arrow was insufficient, and the accuracy of the head was correct, there was not even a single one killed in battle except for the Hanghua.

"How is this possible! How is this possible!" Burigude still roared with his eyes straight, and at this time the Ming army opposite began to move. Hundreds of Ming cavalry roared out from behind the Ming army's musket array and surrounded the direction of Burigude.

"Master!Master!" Borigude lost his judgment ability after such a blow, but the people around him were still awake. Seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly advised: "Master, please go quickly! It's too late to leave again!Master!"

"Impossible... This is impossible..." Berigude still looked ahead blankly, without any reaction. If he knew some science, he might add, "This is not scientific!"

Seeing his appearance, the people around him suddenly became anxious. They pulled Burigude's horse head and turned around and ran, whipping the horse whip while running. With Burigude's escape, more than a thousand Mongolian cavalry who had already fallen to the bottom of the valley also ran with them. For a time, the Mongolian cavalry, who was still arrogant one hour ago, have now become dogs who fell into the water. They wished that their war horses would grow four more legs and run desperately towards the depths of the grassland.
Chapter completed!