Seeing this, some Mongolian cavalry began to pick up their weapons and slash at their companions, wanting to kill their companions who were in front and kill a way out.

Gradually, more and more Mongolian cavalry attacked their companions, and the middle and middle sections of the Mongolian cavalry team were in chaos. Many Mongolians did not die under the cannon, but were killed by their own people.

The cannon sound did not stop because of the Mongols' killing each other, but was kept ringing.

Solid iron balls transform into soul-catching messengers, taking their lives and leaving behind corpses wherever they go.

The chaos in the Mongolian team was not limited to the middle position, and even the Mongolian cavalry at the end of the team were affected, and some cavalry even began to turn their horses and retreat.

When the Su Nan behind saw this scene, her face, which was relaxed just now, sank instantly.

In the field of vision he could see, all the Mongolian cavalry that were charging stopped, and people began to retreat, and more and more Mongolian cavalry retreated.

Kankanta, who was standing beside him, said with a ugly expression: "The people with the tiger flag actually hid so many iron cannons, probably dozens of them."

Before, they only thought that the tiger flag brought a few iron cannons, but now they know that the tiger flag has been hiding its cannons until their Mongolian cavalry approached, and they all fired.

"Agula!" Su Nang shouted a name.

A strong Mongolian man rode a horse to approach Su Nang and said, "I'm here."

"You lead a team of 100 people to intercept those who retreat in front. Whoever dares to force over you and retreat will be allowed to shoot in public." Su Nang said coldly.

"Yes." Agula agreed.

Soon, a cavalry team of about a hundred people rushed towards the front of the brigade of Mongolian cavalry.

Kancantada bit his lip and said, "We are not defeated yet. There are only dozens of cannons with the Tiger Flag. The serious loss in the team is the area where the cannon fell. Although the people behind were also affected, the people in front of the team have nothing to do. As long as the people in front rushed into the Tiger Flag's car array, we are still the final winner."

The place where he and Su Nang are located is on a hillside. Standing on a high place, you can see the approximate situation of the thousands of cavalry sent out.

Su Nang said gritting his teeth: "This account is recorded by Taiji. When the people with the tiger flag fall into our Taiji's hands, they will definitely not be able to survive or die."

With just a few rounds of artillery attacks and the chaos caused by this, the number of people will be at least reduced by more than a thousand people, otherwise the middle part of the team would not be as empty as there was a gap.

"Don't worry, as long as our people rushed to the car formation, the people with the Tiger Flag no longer had the power to resist and could only let our people slash and kill." Kancantada said with a gloomy face.

The cavalry sent to attack the Taxi Formation were his and Su Nang's coalition forces. Not only Su Nang's people, but also from his tribe, but the people he brought were carefully selected, and every time he died, he felt very distressed.

Nearly a thousand Mongolian cavalry rushing in the front were not bombarded, and the screams from behind were all covered by the sound of horse hooves and cannons.

No one looked back and looked at the situation behind him, and didn't know what was happening behind him. He was about to rush to the chariot formation with the tiger flag, and almost every Mongolian smiled cruelly.

In their eyes, as long as they rushed to the car array, the next time they slaughtered the knight dogs in front of them.

The chariot array was getting closer and closer to them. When less than two hundred steps, many Mongolians began to take out their own riding bows and drew out arrows and hung them on the bowstrings.

The two sides were still a hundred steps away, and the Mongolians shot arrows in their hands one after another.

The sky seemed to be dark all of a sudden, and the arrows in the sky were like storms, falling towards the direction of the car array in front.

There were many warriors holding muskets behind the chariot formation, many of which were recruits, and most of them saw so many rains of arrows for the first time.

Some soldiers subconsciously lowered their heads, trying to avoid these rains of arrows.

"If you don't want to die, you will raise your head to me and take the musket in your hand. Once the Mongolians rushed over, you will be looking for death with your head down." A sergeant shouted and cursed.

There are many more sergeant and squad leader who shouted and scolded like him.

The sergeant and the team leader are both veterans of the tiger flag. Many people have visited the grassland at least once and have seen the Mongols riding and shooting horse bandits on the grassland.

As these squad leaders and the team shouted and scolded each other, some soldiers who bowed their heads to avoid the rain of arrows began to raise their heads.

At this time, the rain of arrows fell one after another, and clusters of arrows were inserted on the ground in front of the vehicle array.

"Did you see it? The Mongolians used soft bows. Even if they shot at you at so many distances, they would not hurt you. The reason why they shot arrows so far was to scare you. If you bow your head to avoid them, you would be really deceived." A sergeant explained to the recruits around him.

After a rain of arrows, the Mongolians did not hurt anyone, which made some soldiers with fear more stable.

A sergeant shouted: "Everyone should hold on to the musket in his hand. As long as you hear the order to release it, just like you usually train, aim me at the Beilu in front of me."

The familiar shouts and scolding made many recruits feel that they were still in the training ground.

Many soldiers slowly calmed down from the beginning when they were panicked. They were no longer Mongolian cavalry, but wooden targets they used to train.

As the Mongolian cavalry entered the seventy steps, the bronze whistle sounded, and at the same time, there were also small team leaders and squad leaders shouting and squad leader.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Rows of muskets were fired, and the soldiers who had finished the muskets did not look at their own results, but made way out of their position and left them to the soldiers behind them.

The muskets were kept firing.

Every time it is fired, there are almost a thousand muskets.

Except for those muskets that were silent or those who were unable to fire because of the nervousness of the warriors, at least a thousand muskets were fired.

Within seventy steps, the effective range of the musket is already there. Although the accuracy of the musket is low, it cannot withstand the number.

Rows of muskets fired, accompanied by rows of Mongolian cavalry falling.

Whether it is a man or a horse, it is difficult to get close to the chariot array with the continuous attack of the muskets behind the chariot array.

Between forty and seventy steps in front of the chariot formation, a line of defense for death. Any Mongolian cavalry approaches this distance will be killed and injured by the muskets behind the chariot formation.

When the musket was finally shot, the smoke filled the front of the car array, and nothing could be seen a few dozen steps away, and it was all blocked by the smoke.

Even so, the sound of the muskets continued.

The musketeers behind him were simply not looking for targets, but only pointed the muzzle at the back of Baiwu. After firing a gun, they retreated, leaving a place for other musketeers who were pushing up behind him.

The musketeer fired five rounds in a row before the order to stop shooting was conveyed.
Chapter completed!