If the drone is released, you will definitely see that Wang Zhigang and Liang Minghai will immediately lead their respective troops to do the same as Zhu Guoqiang's order.

The two hundred cavalry who were originally protecting Zhu Guoqiang suddenly separated, drew two arcs, and quickly circled the left and right sides of the Qing cavalry.

Although the Qing army's cavalry still had more than a thousand cavalry at this time, their courage was dispersed in Ding Pengcheng's "Calling and Shooting Three-Stage Attack". The dense formation was most suitable for firepower. As veterans who had experienced many battles, they immediately dispersed to their wings after discovering this, trying to avoid the rain of bullets with their scattered formations. But at this moment, the Ming cavalry who came from the left and right wings launched an attack from both wings. They quickly swept through the Qing army's flanks, and at the same time they drew out the "sad bag gun" at the same time, aimed at the gun and kept on

When the trigger was pulled, hundreds of lead balls weighing half a tael flew towards them in an instant. Although the armor of the Qing cavalry was made of high-quality Weining Camp iron frying station, that is, the high-quality iron produced in Benxi Lake behind, the lead bullets of large-caliber muskets that could not be stopped. Under the "gliding" of the two wings of the Ming army, the originally scattered team could not rush out at all, and could not even play the operation of changing the formation against the enemy. The originally tried to disperse the team and the team was suppressed again, and even squeezed in for dozens of steps before stopping.

In this way, their team became more dense. The momentum of a thousand war horses when they ran was like stormy waves. The dense formation was most suitable for breaking through the infantry's defense line during the impact. However, now, the seemingly majestic formation faced the rain of bullets from behind and on both wings. The dense formation was like a huge target, so that the cavalry chasing them did not even need to aim. They only needed to aim roughly at the Qing army. The bullets would most likely hit the target, just the difference between a man or a horse.

Any projectile flew into the dense queue. Even if it did not hit the person, when it continued to fly forward, it would still splash a fiery red blood mist into the running horses.

A maroon-red Mongolian horse was hit by a projectile and broke its front leg. It fell to the ground in an instant. The war horse behind it even came without rushing to dodge, and then hit it directly, and then fell down. The projectile was either on the Qing army, on the belly or the buttocks of the war horse.

"Master, no, no, this is not enough. This Ming army is too powerful..."

The slaves who followed Nikan shouted in horror. Not only did he shout like this alone, but most of the others were the same. They have experienced many battles and have never fought such a battle, and they were not even able to fight back. They were chased by Ming military muskets like driving rabbits.

"what to do?"

Nikan looked left and right in horror, and when he watched the Ming army "coming" from the left and right wings like a tiger descending the mountain, he looked like he was rushing straight to the central army. He was once very proud and even felt a sense of despair.

how so?

How could the Ming army be so powerful?

Suddenly, the scene ahead filled his heart with despair - a team of cavalry appeared in front of him!

In the middle of the cavalry, a red flag fluttered with a big word "De" written on it. When did Prince De kill him?

With the horsepower accumulated before, Zhu Guoqiang, who had already reached the front of the Qing army with more than 40 cavalry guards, looked at the Qing army rushing towards him. When he was less than two hundred meters away, he pulled out a gun from the saddle bag next to the saddle.

This is an svd sniper rifle.

Although Zhu Guoqiang was not a sniper, when the distance was only about 200 meters, through the scope, he could clearly see the commander of the Qing army. When the enemy's figure was pressed by the marking line of the scope, he pulled the trigger.

One shot, two shots...

The moment the Qing army general fell, Zhu Guoqiang stuffed his rifle back into the saddle bag, and at the same time, the Qing cavalry became in chaos.

"The master is dead!"

"Gushan Beizi is dead!"

The terrified shouts spread among the Qing cavalry, and the master was dead!

Then he pulled out a Nagan revolver and shouted.

"All the soldiers follow me to kill the slave!"

With a loud roar, Zhu Guoqiang hit the horse's belly with both legs and rushed out first.

"Kill the slave!"

Although Zhu Guoqiang had less than fifty cavalry guards around him, they were all inspired by the prince's bravery, and everyone rushed to attack the nearly 1,000 Qing army.

Although Zhu Guoqiang's charge seemed extremely bold, he had his own support - the guards around him were all the same Nagan wheels! Plus three double-bar saddle bag guns, and each person could fire thirteen shots in a row.

"Kill the slave!"

Zhu Guoqiang, who suddenly broke into the battlefield, and the dozens of cavalry led by him were like a lawn mower, roaring towards the Qing army. While they rushed, they approached and shot with revolver pistols. From the perspective of the 21st century, the seven-sounding Nagan runner was undoubtedly backward, but in this era, more than 40 "Qianyinzi" were like the sickle of the god of death in the hands of the cavalry. Wherever the cavalry passed, Qing cavalry kept falling into the mouths of the guns.

Even more and more Qing cavalry fled to other directions desperately. At this time, the military life was meaningless.

They were originally extremely contemptuous of the Ming army, but now a fear that they had never experienced before was permeated in their hearts. All rumors about "Prince of De" and "God of Fire" were permeated in their hearts. At this moment, they even lost the courage to resist, and some people even lost the courage to escape quickly.

"Kill the slave!"

Zhu Guoqiang danced a round dance from the front, and the bullets were shot out. While shouting, he led people to attack the Qing cavalry again.

These Qing cavalry were all butchers covered in blood with their hands.

You must not let them go!

"Kill the slave!"

For a moment, there were roars everywhere on the battlefield.

"Kill the slave!"

The Qing army's complete defeat was obviously beyond their intentions. Now, let alone ordinary guards and cavalrymen, even Zhu Guoqiang himself was trapped in a certain kind of fanaticism, and his passion was also ignited.

"kill!"

At this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind, which was to kill all the enemies in front of him. This kind of fanaticism from the heart did not make him lose his mind. After living for more than 20 years, he had never been as happy as he is today.

happy!

Extremely happy!

Six hundred cavalrymen rushed to two thousand so-called Eight Banners Iron Banners, killing them to collapse. How could such a battle not make people excited?

However, despite this, at least four or five hundred cavalrymen still fled in all directions, but now, all this is no longer important.

Of course, when the last Qing cavalry who had not escaped was shot dead.

Zhu Guoqiang immediately ordered people to count the number of people, and the losses were slight and outrageous.

However, less than forty horses fell off the horse because of injuries and war horses. Among them, only thirteen people were killed. Although dozens of cavalry were still shot, they were not even injured due to armor.

This is a big victory. What about after the big victory?

Dead corpses everywhere - On the battlefield, the lonely and unowned war horse stood among the corpses. The whine of the wounded horse and the groans of the wounded echoed on the battlefield.

Staring at the battlefield, the panting Zhu Guoqiang turned his head and laughed at Shi Weizhong.

"Yizhong, is it fun?"

"Criminal, this is so fucking satisfying!"

"I'll ask if you're happy!"

"Cool!"

Then the laughter echoed unscrupulously on the battlefield...
Chapter completed!