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"Come on, you brat do the trick too, we both shoot at the same time, let's see who kills the Tartar leader first."
Li Laiheng smiled and said very modestly:
"General, the distance is a bit far, and the subordinates are not sure about hitting the enemy general."
Although his mouth was very modest, Li Laiheng and Yan Yingyuan raised their flintlock guns almost at the same time.
The distance is about 150 steps, which is a test for both Yan Yingyuan and Li Laiheng.
Yan Yingyuan has already used flintlock guns with ease, while Li Laiheng has only been exposed to flintlock guns for more than ten days.
But Li Laiheng was a sharpshooter by nature, and when he saw a flintlock, he couldn't put it down immediately.
Now Yan Yingyuan has practiced the same technique, but there is still some gap in experience.
The difficulty is really great, 150 steps is already the limit distance of the flintlock.
Because Budachi directed the Tartars to charge, their bodies kept shaking, and it was even more difficult for them to grasp their aim.
But Yan Yingyuan and Li Laiheng kept their eyes on Budaqi tightly, and their hands never trembled in the slightest.
In order to kill the main Tartar general, the two Ming generals concentrated their attention and ignored everything, like two statues at this moment.
At this time, Budach was still encouraging the Tartar cavalry to charge.
Hundreds of people were hacked and killed in a moment of charge just now, and hundreds more were killed by flintlock guns.
The mighty Tartars These Tartars began to be afraid and did not dare to charge with all their strength.
Budach raised his saber and roared desperately:
"Hurry up, don't panic, the dog cavalry is vulnerable, if anyone dares to disturb our army's morale, they will be punished on the spot..."
"Bang bang..."
Before Budachi could finish his sentence, he was suddenly hit by a bullet on his left shoulder.
"what……"
"boom……"
He just yelled, and the result was another gunshot, and a bullet pierced his right shoulder again.
Chapter 185 Tartar Woman
Although the distance was close to the limit of the range of the flintlock, the bullets fired by the flintlock still hit Buqida accurately.
It's just that there are some deviations in the target. You must know that it is an early flintlock gun.
If they were replaced with more advanced firearms, Yan Yingyuan and Li Laiheng would definitely be shot in the head.
Budaqi was overturned by the powerful impact and fell off the horse. Two blood holes appeared on his shoulders, and his arms were useless.
"The general was shot..."
Seeing that Budaqi was shot and fell off his horse, the Tartars became even more panicked, and hurriedly got off their horses to help Budaqi up and fled.
"The general is mighty, the Ming army is victorious"
"Wan Sheng..."
"Wan Sheng..."
The Ming army saw that their general had shot down the opponent's main general with their own hands, and they all shouted that the Ming army was victorious and the general was mighty.
Yan Yingyuan and Li Laiheng were not sure what part of the enemy general they hit, anyway, they knew they didn't get a headshot.
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Yan Yingyuan:
"Brother Laiheng, what a powerful marksmanship, let's tie!"
Li Laiheng:
"Thank you, General, for your compliment. Daming's firearms are much easier to use than our previous firearms."
After Budaqi fell from his horse, the tartars instantly lost their ability to resist, and they all ran around desperately.
With the numbers at an absolute disadvantage, some of them actually desperately broke through the siege.
The group of people under Yan Yingyuan's command were all from the peasant uprising army and had never fought a large-scale battle.
Although everyone is not afraid of death, there is still a big gap compared with the fighting power of the Longteng army, otherwise the Tartars would have been wiped out long ago.
The Tartars fled desperately, and it was difficult for them to kill the Tartars with a single blow, because it was a scuffle and they dared not use firearms.
Although they wiped out more than 5000 Tartars, more than 2000 Tartars broke through in the end.
Li Laiheng looked at the Tartars breaking out of the encirclement, but he could do nothing, he knew that the cavalry under his command had also tried their best.
"General Yan, it would be great if there were cannons in red. There are so many of us, let the Tartars escape."
Yan Yingyuan smiled slightly:
"It's very good that we can fight like this. Our cavalry has no combat experience at all, but... the Tartars seem to be unable to escape..."
Yan Yingyuan knew very well that the soldiers he brought this time were almost all infantry who had never ridden a horse.
After only a short period of training, this kind of cavalry combat cannot be compared with the Tartar cavalry. The Tartars have lived on horseback since childhood.
As Yan Yingyuan said, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and raised his binoculars again to look in the direction where the Tartars were fleeing.
Then happily shouted:
"The Tartars were blocked by the Ming cavalry, let's kill them immediately, brothers practice with these Tartars, go!"
"Yes"
Yan Yingyuan gave an order, and the army under his command killed the Tartar deserters like locusts.
It was Huang Degong and Jin Shengheng who came to support the army that blocked the Tartar cavalry.
Now the Tatars' escape route was completely blocked, and there was absolutely no way out from heaven or into earth.
The fighting power of the Longteng army surpassed that of the Tartars, beheading hundreds of Tartars in the first fight.
The Tartars had no choice but to turn their horses and charge towards Yan Yingyuan and the others.