Deng Ming's move to throw a torch at the elephant was not successful. While he was thinking about countermeasures, he saw Di Sanxi leading three guards to attack the other elephant. Deng Ming watched Di Sanxi's attack, but the latter failed to show his power. A Ming cavalry who wanted to rush up to try to attack the elephant's legs was hit by a musketeer on the elephant's back and fell to the ground at a distance of a distance from the enemy.

The Burmese man on the elephant was stunned for a moment, as if he had the intention of pausing to attack the Ming soldiers in the fallen horse. However, Di Sanxi rushed forward and leaned over to the ground as he swept past the fallen companion, accurately grasping his subordinate's arm. With a force from his waist, he pulled the Ming cavalry up from the ground. The soldier was also agile. Although he had just fallen hard, the man had already made movements in the air. Then Di Sanxi's arm strength sat steadily behind him.

"good!"

The young cavalrymen on the three walls watching the battle couldn't help but shout, their riding skills were far from reaching this level. In western Sichuan, they have always focused on group combat and did not pay much attention to this personal skill. Zhang Yigan and other older generation three knights just nodded slightly, and some people commented on the fallen guard and said, "This is probably also an old horse thief from Xiying?"

Di Sanxi rescued his subordinates and ran away, and the Burmese soldiers hurriedly chased the large army, like a musketeer on his back, while loading, while looking vigilantly at the Ming army not far away to confirm that they really stopped chasing.

"Will General Di be not cultivated for a while?" Deng Ming stood up and faced Di Sanxi running towards him.

"I'm itchy. Besides, did I say that attack is the best reconnaissance? If I don't attack, how can I know if cutting the elephant tail is possible?" Di San ran to Deng Ming happily, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he couldn't tell at all that he had just performed acrobatics. The three guards of the Qingyang Palace who followed him were indeed over thirty years old. It can be imagined that they were all veterans from Xiying: "It seems that not possible. Not to mention elephant tail, even elephant legs are not easy to cut. It's okay, don't wait for the confrontation to try."

Deng Ming nodded. Through the contact just now, it can be seen that the battle elephant's actions were slower than he had guessed before, perhaps faster than infantry, but it was definitely not comparable to the agile Ming cavalry. Perhaps this is because there are too many things on the elephant's back - there is a platform for soldiers to sit on and three armed soldiers on the elephant's back.

There are still some infantry around the elephant soldiers who have not participated in the battle in the distance, holding swords and guns to guard the battle elephants. If there are these infantry guards, it will be even more difficult for the cavalry to attack the battle elephants in close proximity.

"This is the tank of this era," Deng Ming thought came to his mind: "I don't know what kind of tactics of step-tank coordination among the Burmese people."

"If you shoot the people on it with a bow and arrow..." Ming Jun got together to discuss countermeasures, and someone said with a worrying look: "I can't make it to the front and I'll be hit by their musket."

It is definitely much easier to shoot on the back of an elephant and shoot from a high place than the Ming army riding a horse and shooting them upside down.

"What if we use muskets too?" Deng Mingyan shook his head as soon as he said that the shooting platform of the elephant was much stronger than the horse's back, and the Ming cavalry must have suffered the loss in shooting.

Others also viewed this, and another said, "Even if the Burmese didn't shoot us, our horse was shot before we approached the target."

...

After returning to the position of the elephant soldiers safely, he counted the troops in his hands. Now he not only has ninety-one war elephants, but also more than 300 armored infantry guards guarding elephants. The people who control war elephants are all high-level warriors, with excellent armor and morale much higher than ordinary soldiers. The infantry guards of those war elephants are not ordinary military households, but guards brought by high-level warriors, and their relationship is similar to the relationship between Ming army officers and pro-school officers.

The Ming army in the distance continued to tighten the encirclement. More and more Myanmar soldiers fell into the Lijiang River and were swept downstream by the river. Some unfortunate soldiers insisted that they were not flooded by the torrent. When they were washed away from the river behind Fangyajian, they still struggled to call for help from the war elephant troops.

"The whole team is ready to attack." Bian Yajian could only watch the soldiers who asked him for help continued to rush downstream by the turbulent river water. He thought for a moment, gritted his teeth hard, ordered his head to turn around, and tried to relieve the infantry who was in desperate situation.

The reason why Fangya Jian, who was busy escaping just now, had such a big turn because he saw the Ming army attacking twice in vain. The battle elephants left alone at both ends were not guarded by infantry, but more than 20 elite Ming army knights were helpless with them. There was even a Ming army mount killed by the battle elephant's self-defense firepower.

As he escaped from danger, Fang Yajian's courage became stronger and he began to think about how to reduce the losses. Today, he left the camp with 30,000 troops to intercept the Ming army crossing the river. Thousands of people were destroyed by Di Sanxi, and the left wing fled to the west, while the 15,000 soldiers on the right wing were facing the end of being completely wiped out - the 20,000 people left in the rear camp were all soldiers with no combat power. If all the main forces were thrown here, Nava City would be in danger.

Now the Ming army's infantry is still crossing the river. Baiyajian hopes to use an elephant to force the weak Ming army to retreat and fight for his troops to escape.

He looked at the dozens of Ming cavalry who had just pursued the war elephant. Seeing that they had taken the initiative to retreat, he concluded that the Ming cavalry was guilty, and now it was a good opportunity to attack them and save some of the troops.

"Attack!" Bian Yajian shouted loudly, asking the war elephant troops to launch an attack immediately.

...

"Shoot the horse first. If my ancestors are so reasonable, why didn't I remember it?" The cavalry's concern just now reminded Deng Ming. It is extremely difficult to shoot at people on elephants on bumpy horses, but the target of the war elephant is much larger.

Returning to the battlefield just now, Deng Ming jumped off his horse and picked up some muskets thrown by Burmese soldiers from the ground: "Who knows how to load?"

Di Sanxi's subordinates shook their heads one after another. Most of them were professional cavalry and did not use infantry weapons such as muskets, and most people did not like it because muskets were loaded slowly and had a high risk.

"Luckily I can." Deng Ming started to fill in medicine for the muskets in his hand without saying a word. Several soldiers in the three walls also got off the horse to help. Because Deng Ming attached great importance to firearms, these western Sichuan soldiers also received some musket training, and the older generation of three wall knights did not know how to use a mesket. Some western Sichuan cavalry hesitated for a moment. They also received training, but there were not many meskets in western Sichuan. For the cavalry, this kind of training was not proficient in equestrianism. They weighed their own level and did not come forward to join in the fun.

"Deng Shuai only has a chance to shoot one shot," Di Sanxi looked at him. He claimed that his equestrian skills were good, but for such a complicated and complicated loading procedure, Di Sanxi asked himself that he could never complete it on the Mercedes-Benz mount: "What if he didn't hit it? And it looked like the skin of the elephant was very thick."

Di Sanxi's previous words stunned Deng Ming, and his movements stopped. However, after hearing Di Sanxi's second sentence, Deng Ming laughed: "No matter how thick the skin is, it can't block the bullet. Even if it can't be penetrated, it won't hurt?"

After saying that, Deng Ming looked behind him. More Ming army infantry had crossed Lijiang. He said to Di Sanxi: "Come all the people who can use muskets."

"I'm afraid not many." Di Sanxi shook his head slightly. In the Ming army's opinion, the musket with extremely slow firing speed is not a suitable field weapon at all, and can be used to defend the city. Xiying has always advocated field war fronts and has a kind of contempt for defending the city - if the enemy is really powerful, Xiying's first thought is to retreat and find opportunities instead of trapping the lonely city.

Deng Ming is not unfamiliar with this kind of psychology. The Kuidong Army's ideas are quite similar to those of the Yunnan Army and the Jianchang Army. They attach importance to field combat and despise the attack and defense of cities. The reason why Liu Tichun and others are so obsessed with blasting tactics is that blasting can easily simplify siege battles into field combat and street combat.

The infantry participating in the battle today were all under King Gong Chang's men. Most of the soldiers sent by Bai Wenxuan were brave men who dared to rush forward in armor, but not many musket soldiers. Even so, the guards of the Gong Chang's mansion immediately rushed to the infantry crossing the river with Deng Ming's request. Deng Ming asked them to divide them into several groups, and they must find every Ming soldier who could use muskets immediately.

When Baiyajian adjusted the formation, the guards of the Gongchang Palace also brought back more than 20 Yunnan soldiers who were familiar with muskets to Deng Ming.

"Are there only a few?" Deng Ming said with some disappointment. He had collected more than 100 Burmese muskets and planned to use a volley to welcome the enemy war elephant troops that were about to launch a counterattack.

But there was no time to find someone anymore. Deng Ming had already seen the battle elephants in the distance forming a formation. It was obvious that the last blow of the Burmese army was imminent. The Ming army's infantry was working hard to cooperate to encircle the Burmese infantry. Although the enemy was in chaos, the number was still tens of thousands, which restrained half of the Ming army's cavalry.

"You are here to load the medicine." Deng Ming made a quick decision and issued an order, asking the twenty three wall knights to join him to pick up a loaded musket.

"The enemy soldiers on the battle elephant will have the chance to hit our war horses in about fifty steps." Deng Ming briefly explained his idea: "We shoot at the enemy's elephant at about fifty steps, and then retreat to change the musket. Do you understand?"

"clear."

"Okay." Deng Ming held a musket and turned over his horse. The enemy soldiers in the distance had already begun to move.

Running towards the war elephant, the distance between the two armies was getting closer and closer. About 200 meters away, Deng Ming suddenly set his war horse without warning.

The three walls of cavalry also stopped one after another.

"It's too difficult." Deng Ming said loudly. When he ran over, he briefly tried his hand and found that it was almost impossible to keep the musket stable. If he fired like this, even an elephant a hundred meters away would definitely not hit.

Many knights showed a grievance. Not to mention aiming, it is not easy to install a trigger on the fuse. If you are not careful, it may cause fire.

"Let's dismount." Deng Ming corrected the order again.
Chapter completed!