The officer's explanation dispelled General Kastov's doubts. It seemed that the Mongolians were guilty and fled directly after receiving the news that he came to ask for his crime.

"They can't walk fast!" Kastov raised his horse whip and followed the team to speed up and move forward.

The Mongolians drove cattle and sheep and carried their belongings, so they definitely didn't go much far.

At the moment, the Russian soldiers ran forward, and the rapid footsteps did not startle a bird.

At this time, on the high ground on the west side of the Volga River, a large number of Mongolians were hiding in the woods.

A scout hugged his waist and walked through the woods, came to Dorgon and Pengchuk, and whispered: "Khan, the Russian army is here."

Dorgon quickly took out his telescope and saw an army coming from afar.

In the camera, the infantry walking in front lined up, with muskets and bayonets on their shoulders. Under the sunlight, the snow-colored bayonets were a little dazzling.

Looking at the ups and downs of bayonets, the still neat queues during the march, and the field cannons dragged by horses in the team, Dorgon could be sure that this was a well-equipped army.

"Khan, let everyone hide!" Dorgon put down his telescope and said in a deep voice.

Pengchuk nodded quickly, "Hide them all, wait for military orders!"

When everyone heard this, they stopped talking, lowered their bodies and hid themselves behind stones and trees.

The Mongols on the Volga River fought against Tsarist Russia for decades, but they had always lost more than they won. In the end, they were simply defeated and became vassals of Tsarist Russia.

This time they ambushed the Russian army, and everyone was very nervous and unconsciously clamped the weapons.

Dorgon called several Mongolian officers together and used branches to mark the ground, "This is our ambush position, this is the Russian army's marching route, this is the Volga River! The Russian army's equipment is sharper than you. If you want to win, you can only rush down in one go, fight with the Russian army in close combat, and squeeze them into the river."

The Mongols' scimitars and bows are not the opponents of Tsarist Russian musketeers. They must not let the Russian army form a formation, otherwise they will rely on muskets and artillery to defend themselves and wait for assistance, and the Mongols will not be able to get close to them.

Everyone nodded with a serious expression, then lay on the ground, watching the neat and murderous Russian army passing through under their noses.

At this time, when the Russian army, which looked like a long snake, entered the ambush circle in a arrogant manner, Dorgon nodded slightly to Pengchuk, who was looking at him.

"Raise for me!" Pengchuk jumped up and roared loudly.

The sound of horns suddenly erupted in the woods, and several old artillery fired muffled, raising white smoke, and fired the shells at the marching Russian army.

The shells splashed with mud around the queue, and the advancing Tsarist Russian troops suddenly became turbulent.

"Kill!" In the woods, killing sounded, and countless Mongolians charged towards the Russian army all over the mountains.

In order to avoid the sight of Russian scouts and avoid being discovered by Russian troops, the Mongols were ambushing farther away.

If it was a steep hillside, it could still shoot arrows downwards, but the high ground where he was ambushing was relatively flat. The Mongols' bows and arrows were not enough, so they could only rush forward from the beginning.

"There are ambushers! Hurry up! Change the formation!" General Kastovyuan roared quickly.

He didn't expect to be ambushed. When things happened suddenly, Kastov was a little panicked at the beginning, but when he saw the Mongols rushing out, he immediately became angry.

Are these Mongolians looking for death? They dared to ambush ten thousand elites in the empire and destroyed their teeth without taking pictures.

Kastov repeatedly shouted orders, and the Russian Tsarist officers also showed extremely high tactical qualities, quickly commanded the army, turned in the direction the Mongols attacked, and then raised their guns to shoot.

"Bang bang bang!" The untidy gunfire sounded, and the Russian army hurriedly carried out the first round of shooting.

Because of the sudden change, the Russian army was not ready, and many soldiers had no fuses, and the gunshots were sporadic and scattered.

At this time, the Mongolians who were rushing to the forefront fell, but they could not stop the Mongols who were full of blood and were full of energy from the mountains and fields.

The musketeers on the Russian army outside did not care about checking the results of the battle, so they hurriedly raised their guns and retreated, and then another column raised their guns to lay the muzzle flat.

"Bang bang bang!" The muzzle sprayed gun flames and white gun smoke, otherwise it would spread out and instantly form a long smoke belt.

In this round of shooting, there were many bullets in the forest. The charge of the Mongolians occasionally burst into blood on their chests and then fell to the ground.

"Shoot!" Kastov waved his command knife and roared loudly.

The Tsarist Russian army remained calm in the face of danger, and the infantry fired guns and artillery quickly set off, and the Mongols rushed down.

At this time, the Mongols kept falling to the ground, paying the price of nearly a thousand casualties, and finally rushed to the range of the bow and arrow.

These archers in the forest then ran, tapped their bows and arrows, and then shot one arrow together.

In an instant, a field of locusts rose up in the sky, covering the sun, and then fell down rapidly.

"Ahhhh!" The Russian army screamed in the formation, and the Russian army who was shot fell to the ground and wailed, and the formation became chaotic.

Seeing this, Kastov twitched and roared quickly, "Don't be messed up, keep the firepower, don't let the Mongols get close!"

Under his roar, the Russian army reacted and quickly raised their guns to continue shooting.

At this moment, a sound of horse hooves came, and a Mongolian cavalry appeared in the woods. They raised their machetes and started a charge with a strange cry.

Kastov looked shocked and roared anxiously: "The Cossack cavalry counterattack!"

Ten thousand Tsarist Russian troops were like a long snake, standing across the river, and the situation could be said to be quite dangerous.

If the Mongols were asked to rush over and wait for their results, they would either be divided into several pieces or driven down from the Volga River.

If it were an ordinary army, it would have been defeated if it encountered such a raid. However, after years of war training, the combat power of the Tsarist Russian army was stronger than that of the ordinary army.

At this time, they were still able to quickly form a formation in the face of a sudden attack, and General Kastov was finally able to make the right decision to send cavalry to counterattack and gain time for the infantry to stabilize the front line.

The few Cossack cavalry received orders and rushed directly towards the Mongolian cavalry without any hesitation.

However, the number of Mongolian cavalry is too large, and the number of Mongolian cavalry they can stop is very limited.

At this time, more than a thousand Cossack cavalry raised their swords and dispersed a group of Mongolian cavalry, but the other cavalry rushed into the Tsarist Russian formation.

Seeing this, Kastov immediately roared: "Send people back and ask for help, and all the troops form a formation to hold on."

The battlefield that a thousand Cossack cavalry could take care of was limited. They could not take care of their heads and tails. Several Mongolian cavalry rushed into the Russian army group, raised their scimitars, slashed the Russian army, and quickly divided the 10,000 Russian troops into several pieces. The scale of the war began to tilt towards the Mongols, and the Russian army was about to fail...
Chapter completed!