Chapter 415: If you don’t kneel down, then lie down

Qiqige and her companions were searching for wild vegetables such as sand onion and sand mustard on the vast grassland. They had only eaten a bowl of rice porridge in the morning and were now hungry.

Suddenly, a companion looked behind Qiqige and said in panic, "Qiqige, don't move."

The rest of the companions, holding the wild vegetables in their hands, were already standing frozen in fear, not daring to move at all.

At this moment, Qiqige heard a faint sneeze from a horse. She slowly turned around and saw several Ming army soldiers in cotton armor riding on tall horses, looking at them from a condescending attitude.

"Master Qian, do you want to kill him?" A cavalryman looked at the leader, waiting for his order.

Qian Buchu looked down at these seven or eight-year-old children and said calmly, "Just tie them up."

"Yes!" When a soldier dismounted and pulled out ropes to tie them up, the older children suddenly turned around and ran.

The next second, a sharp arrow flew out and pierced the child's popliteal fossa, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground wailing in pain.

Qian Buchu put down his bow, looked at the others and said, "You better behave yourself. If you do it again, I will kill you without mercy."

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves like thunder suddenly rang in the ears of Qiqige and his companions. They looked up at the same time and saw a thin black line rising slowly in the distant sky and gradually revealing its shape.

In a blink of an eye, the black line turned into rows of well-organized cavalry, which was magnificent and spectacular.

The cavalry team did not approach, but cleverly divided into four parts, slowly gathering towards the center from both sides, forming an encirclement.

Just when Qiqige and others were full of doubts, a deafening roar came from the sky again, and it seemed that even the earth was shaking.

In just a blink of an eye, hundreds of shells cut through the sky and whizzed past their heads. With a loud "boom", the shells landed accurately around the largest tent in the center of the Kharchin territory.

The yurts were mercilessly blown away by the shock wave of the explosion, like fragile kites, and instantly turned into pieces. Those who were unfortunate enough to be in the center of the explosion suffered a devastating disaster, being blown to pieces without even a trace left.

Those who were lucky enough not to be directly killed or injured by the explosion had faces filled with fear, despair and helplessness. They screamed and ran around, trying to find a glimmer of hope in this sudden disaster.

Qian Buchu looked at the explosion point and raised a red flag and a green flag in each hand, which was to tell the artillery battalion in the rear that all the first round of attacks had hit.

Then the red flag was lowered to the chest, which told the artillery battalion that the direction remained unchanged but the distance was shortened.

A moment later, the second round of shelling began.

Each shell landed accurately within the designated area, which made the cavalrymen very excited.

The guards of the Kharchin tribe were extremely anxious and eager to mount their horses to fight back, but the camp was already in chaos, making it difficult for their horses to find a way out, and they were forced to be trapped in this chaotic place.

Despite this, some soldiers still managed to break out of the camp thanks to their extraordinary intelligence.

Afterwards, these soldiers, under the organization of their leader, quickly gathered into a force and rushed towards the direction of the artillery camp like a raging wave, vowing to make the troops that had ambushed them pay the price.

When Qian Buchu saw this, he immediately raised a red flag with one hand to alert his comrades in the rear that enemy troops were approaching from the front.

Hundreds of Kharchin soldiers galloped their horses, and the distance of three miles passed in a flash. Soon they saw the rows of cannons with their muzzles raised and ready to fire, as well as the large banner with the word "Ou" written on it fluttering in the wind.

What surprised the leader even more was that this army did not have any defensive facilities. The rows of artillery were just placed in front of them, as if to lure him to rush forward and reap the credit.

The leader was in a trance. Damn it, he was ambushed by such a fool?! Feeling his intelligence insulted, the leader lowered his body, almost blending into the horse's back. His eyes were burning with fighting spirit. After taking a deep breath, his voice exploded like thunder: "Brothers, follow me and charge, cut down that big banner!"

"Cut the flag! Chop the flag!!!"

The rest of the soldiers roared in unison and whipped their horsewhips hard again. The horse under their crotch seemed to sense the master's determination. Its four hooves flew and its speed increased by another 10%. It swept towards the big banner like a storm.

Ou Zanghua stood on a high place and squinted his eyes at the Kharchin cavalry rushing over. These horses ran so fast!

But why would they rush forward towards the muzzle of the gun?

Now there is no need to even adjust the muzzle position.

In front of the Zhengde submachine gun, the gunners held the firing rods tightly, looked at the cavalrymen getting closer and closer, and couldn't help swallowing.

"put!"

Following a loud roar from Taoist Master Wang Chengwu, the gunners decisively moved the ignition rod close to the gun body and lit the fuse.

"boom!"

Fifty Zhengde submachine guns made a deafening roar, and blazing flames instantly spurted out of the muzzles, accompanied by a strong heat wave. The shells were like angry fire dragons, cutting through the sky and scattering at a wider angle, forming a dense fire network that covered every corner of the enemy's advance.

Hundreds of Kharchin soldiers fell down in the blink of an eye like wheat being cut, and most of the remaining people were injured.

At this moment, their hearts were in turmoil!

"Change!" Taoist Wang Chengwu shouted angrily, his voice shaking all around.

One artilleryman was quick to pull out the fired cannon in an instant. At the same time, another artilleryman skillfully loaded the second cannon that had been prepared long ago into the barrel accurately.

"Fire!" As the order was given, the cannon roared.

In just two rounds, hundreds of Kharchin soldiers were buried here forever, and only the dissipated smoke remained to commemorate them.

The entire Kharchin tribe had lost its effective organization and became fragmented under the repeated bombardment of the Zhengde Shenwei cannon. The survivors ran around in panic, thinking only of saving their own lives.

Faced with the herdsmen fleeing in all directions, the cavalry that had been ambushed earlier began to move.

The long swords they raised high flashed coldly in the sun, and every swing was accompanied by a shrill scream. Blood gushed out, dyeing the ground red. The wailing and begging for mercy of the Kharchin people came one after another, but it did not touch the hard hearts of these cavalrymen at all.

They were like tireless harvesters, repeating their cruel and mechanical actions over and over again in this land shrouded in death. Whenever a crowd in one place was cleared, they would move to another direction without hesitation and continue the ruthless killing.

Immediately afterwards, the infantry marched in in neat steps. Facing the Kharchin people's counterattack, they only had two actions: raise their guns and light the fire.

Along with the gunshots and smoke, rows of Kharchin people fell down, like dead leaves swept by the autumn wind, and collapsed to the ground powerlessly.

The battle was not over until the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky red and the clouds in the sky sparkled under the setting sun.

Ou Zanghua rode a white horse and walked slowly through the magnificent painting. On both sides of the road, the Kharchin people were kneeling, and the pile of corpses not far away was reminding them: If they don’t kneel down, they will lie down.
(End of this chapter)