Start Being a Vassal King Today - Chapter 860

[Chapter 860 The Setting Sun of the Cavalry]

“Bang bang bang…” In the

last round of shooting, the distance between the two sides was only more than ten meters.

At such a close distance, the remaining cavalry fell down densely like wheat being swept by a strong wind.

After all, at this distance, even a flintlock can basically maintain a 90% hit rate.

After firing this round of bullets, the soldiers of the palace immediately squatted down and raised their bayonets obliquely.

The remaining hundreds of cavalry continued to rush towards the soldiers of the palace under the inertia, and hit Rulin’s bayonets.

“Hiss…” The sharp bayonet easily pierced through the horse’s body, causing the horse to let out a shrill cry.

The pace of charging also stopped.

The soldiers of the palace in the front row were also uncomfortable, their muzzles were torn apart due to the collision.

Cavalry without mobility is very vulnerable.

The soldiers of the royal residence who held back the cavalry’s charge immediately started fighting.

Easily pick the Beidi cavalry off their horses.

This is the battle on the east side.

The cavalry on the west side suffered the same misfortune, but at the last moment, the wolf who commanded the cavalry did not choose to rush to the end like the wolf on the east side.

When he was two hundred meters away, he led the remaining cavalry to turn their horses and flee.

However, the soldiers of the palace did not let them go, and the bullets chased their buttocks.

Thousands of corpses were left behind, and hundreds of cavalry fled back to Miancheng.

“…” In the camp, Chang Wei had been watching the contest between the Beidi cavalry and the soldiers of the palace with a binoculars.

King Yan left three thousand soldiers on the east and west sides, and he was still very worried.

But now the final result surprised even himself.

Three thousand infantry won against ten thousand cavalry so easily.

“Let the soldiers clean the battlefield, one horse is enough to feed thirty soldiers for a day.” Zhao Xu smiled, he was not very surprised by the result.

After the appearance of machine guns, cavalry became insignificant on the battlefield.

But before, he already seemed weak in front of the musket.

The Battle of Baliqiao in the Second Contemporary Opium War.

Seng Gelinqin, a famous general of the Qing Dynasty, commanded more than 10,000 elite Mongolian cavalry, and 20,000 infantry charged the 8,000 British and French allied forces.

As a result, from the beginning to the end, the cavalry was wiped out without rushing within 50 meters.

Twenty thousand infantrymen were also routed, but they caused less than fifty casualties to each other.

At that time, Britain and France used only front-loading thread guns that had been eliminated by the Yanzhou army.

It can be said that at this time, the weapon gap between Britain and France and the Qing Dynasty at that time could no longer be made up by the number of soldiers.

For him, the firearm gap between him and Shizu and Beidi is similar.

Only the muzzle-loading rifles they have installed can cause them a little trouble.

Based on this, he is confident that his 6,000 soldiers are enough to deal with the Beidi cavalry.

“Yes, Your Highness.” Chang Wei replied yes, and immediately gave the order.

Afterwards, his face became agitated, “Your Highness, we don’t have to worry about the Beidi cavalry from now on.”

“You are right and wrong.” Zhao Xu smiled, “Such a stupid charge like this is useless to us, but With proper tactics, cavalry is still very dangerous, such as being ambushed when the formation is in chaos.”

Chang Wei said, “However, it is not easy for them to fight us into chaos.”

Zhao Xu nodded, he just reminded Chang Wei Wake up, let him and the generals not become blindly arrogant because of this time.

“Boom boom boom…”

While fighting with the cavalry, the roar of the artillery has not stopped.

Zhao Xu said again, “It’s almost there, just push the howitzers up and bomb them for three days and three nights.”

Chang Wei and the generals smiled knowingly.

After the Battle of Jinling, they became more and more fond of artillery preparation.

The frontal bombardment of the general offensive can continue to kill and injure the opponent’s soldiers in large numbers, and can also seriously damage the morale of the opponent’s soldiers.

Cotton City.

At this moment, Ashur’s face was ashen.

Standing on the city wall, he witnessed the miserable situation of the cavalry with his own eyes.

This made his heart feel like being cut with a knife after another.

“Unexpectedly, even the cavalry can’t do anything to them.” Dou Wei’s brows furrowed even deeper.

He also witnessed the battle between the cavalry and King Yan’s infantry just now.

Ashur hated, but he was afraid.

In his memory, Beidi cavalry is invincible in the world.

But the King of Yan had only a few thousand people, and he chopped melons and vegetables, annihilating two teams of cavalry.

What frightened him the most was that the number of infantry was not as large as that of cavalry.

It was under such circumstances that the Beidi cavalry was completely defeated.

“This is the power of the new musket.” Olsky said with a serious face.

During the Battle of Zhongling Pass, he still didn’t fully understand King Yan’s new musket.

But through this cavalry charge, he knew it all.

Because, in order to deal with the cavalry, the soldiers of King Yan basically showed all the advantages of this musket.

Slightly squinting his eyes, he said again, “There is no certainty of victory, so don’t try to take the initiative to attack again, the chance of winning is too small, now, we can only follow the strategy we have formulated, and wait until King Yan’s food and grass are exhausted, and then at all costs Prevent it from getting supplies.”

After finishing speaking, he looked at the Yan Wang army camp in the distance, his eyes flickered.

This enemy is too dangerous, and he must fully fulfill his duty as a soldier.

Together with the Dasong clan and Beidi people, curb the rise of the King of Yan.

(end of this chapter)