When there were shouting in the forest, Ma Changbao's face finally showed a relaxed expression.

If the mad dog has been hiding in the forest and not coming out, Ma Changbao would not have a good way to deal with the other party. After all, his army is limited and lacks cavalry, so he can only rely on combat formations when fighting in such plains.

Even if the Ming army set fire to the forest, it would be useless to the mad dog. First, it is not easy to ignite such a large forest, and second, the other party is not a fool, so he would not ride a horse when he saw the fire?

In this battle, Ma Changbao wanted to win the fullest, not just drive away the other party. If this united Indian army did not suffer a heavy blow in his hands, it would be a potentially huge danger for Pingyi City and even other regions to immigrate.

Therefore, Ma Changbao has not many choices in this battle, and this battle is not easy to fight. If the mad dog continues to hold his troops, then the only way for Ma Changbao is to retreat.

But the mad dog or the simple-minded Indians could not withstand the provocation. Ma Changbao only aroused the mad dog's anger with two simple moves. In addition, the mad dog who thought he was sure to win felt that it was no problem to attack the only three thousand Ming troops with more than 10,000 people. This made the initiative on the battlefield shift from the moment the Indians took the initiative to attack the Ming troops.

"Change the formation!" Ma Changbao issued an order with his expression unchanged. The Ming army, which was still in the middle of the order, began to move for the second time after the order was issued.

This time, the infantry in the front began to slowly retreat, and the chariot formation behind moved forward, while artillery troops were also moving along.

In just a few minutes, the Ming army completed the formation change, and the entire formation began to appear in three square shapes. The middle was naturally where Ma Changbao's central army was located, and the two battalion commanders on both sides were commanded by his two battalion commanders.

The outer periphery of these three squares is a chariot connected by wheelbarrows, mainly used to stop the cavalry from charging. Behind the chariot are lined up with Fran machine cannons. As for the six-pound cannons in the rear, the infantry lined up around the firearms, the cavalry had already gone far away to form another team in the rear. As for the most important musketeers, Ma Changbao placed them behind the infantry to use them as a supplementary firepower.

The proportion of firearms in Xinming's army is not higher than that of regular new weapons, so this is also the most effective way to respond to the battle that Ma Changbao thought of. Of course, if it was facing the elite Qing army who had fought with the Ming army many times, this formation would not be of much use, and because of the lack of mobility, it would fall into a passive situation.

However, at present, facing these Indians who had fallen into madness, this tactic is very suitable. Just when the Ming army transformed into a formation, the Indians on the other side of the forest had already surged out of the forest like a tide and appeared in front of the Ming army.

"Be careful with the chariot formation! Prepare the artillery fire! Prepare the musket! Prepare the infantry!" When he saw dense cavalry coming out of the forest, the horse's hooves hit the ground more and more loudly, and he even felt the strong vibration of the ground. The well-trained Ming army could not help but feel a little panicked, but Ma Changbao had expected this long ago. The Ming army officers kept shuttled through the formation, shouting loudly to cheer all the soldiers, and at the same time they issued orders to prepare for war.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer as the horses galloped. When the distance reached a certain level, you could vaguely see the bright colors painted on the Indians' faces.

"A mob!" Ma Changbao looked at the Indians who were charging towards the charge coldly. Although the number of the other party was much greater than that of the Ming army and had a large number of cavalry, Ma Changbao was not at all panicked at this time, but on the contrary, he even laughed, because although the Indian soldiers were brave, they had no rules in fighting, and they gathered all their forces to charge directly. Do they think this would win this war?

In Ma Changbao's opinion, this is a group of mobs. If he led such a huge cavalry unit, he would never use this method. This way of combat looks huge, but in fact it is full of loopholes. Once the charge is blocked, it will not only fail to achieve the expected effect, but will cause the troops behind to be unable to continue advancing because of the cavalry in front of him, thus completely losing the role of cavalry mobility and attack.

Shaking his head, Ma Changbao's thought of secretly casting a pearl in his mind. It would be blind to use such a good cavalry like this. If the Ming Dynasty had such a powerful cavalry unit in the local area, how could it have been stalemate with the Qing Dynasty on various battlefields? It would have been completely restored to China as if it had been unstoppable.

The mad dog waved the machete in his hand and rode on the war horse. The wind roared in his ears. As the Ming army in front was getting closer, he felt his blood boiling, as if he was about to jump out of his body.

Surrounded by him were the bravest warriors in the tribe, everyone's face was filled with excitement and desire, and they shouted loudly and rushed towards the enemy.

Just as the mad dog was calculating how long it would take to rush to the enemy and completely deal with the opponent, suddenly, a burst of thunderous sound came from the front, and along with the sound, a stream of white smoke rose from the Ming army array.

The mad dog was stunned. Before he could realize what was going on, he felt a sharp wind whistling past him. The wind was like an arrow shot out, and at the same time, screams came from his side.

Without warning, several Indian soldiers on his side, including their war horses, fell over instantly. At high speed, it was almost impossible to survive if they fell off the horse. Moreover, the fallen horse rolled on the ground in a whine sound, and at the same time brought down other warriors who could not avoid it.

"What happened? What happened?" The mad dog was stunned. For a moment, he didn't understand what was going on. If it were just a horse because of a stuttering, it might be an accident, but for a moment, this situation happened not only near him, but also in a few places far away from him.

Before he could react, the sound of cannons began to sound again, and the scene that happened just now continued to appear again. And this time, as the sound of cannons became clear, his war horse seemed to be frightened uncontrollably. The mad dog quickly comforted the war horse under his seat and drove the war horses to continue forward, but at the same time, he also saw another warrior and their war horses fell down inexplicably.

"Six jin cannon shotgun is ready... let it go!"

The launch of the Fran machine cannon is extremely fast, because the Fran machine cannon uses a sub-gun loading method similar to later mortars, so after firing, it can be directly loaded into the prepared sub-gun for the second launch. However, the cavalry's impact speed was too fast. After three launches, the cavalry reached a very close distance. At this time, the commander of the Ming army's battlefield artillery fire commander, the six-jin cannon that had been silent finally roared.
Chapter completed!