Yakup was already considering retreating. The advantage of light cavalry was their speed like the wind and their unpredictable tactics. Even in a strong attack, the infantry would hold back the enemy's front, and then the cavalry would flank from both sides to destroy the enemy's will to resist. This was the best way for cavalry to fight.
"General, are we going to put our men at the forefront this time?" Yakup was surprised. Somov had always liked to lure the Hu people to their deaths for the Russians with small favors, but why was he "setting an example for them" this time?
"Do you think they'll dare to be strikers again?" Somov said to Yakup, pointing at a group of dejected Hu people.
"......."
“Yakufu, position our heavy cavalry behind Viscount Morakov, use a wedge formation to create an opening, and then let our men take the spoils.”
"I understand, General."
After regrouping, the Rakshasa cavalry were placed at the front, the Hu cavalry on the flanks and at the rear, and at the very front were more than a thousand heavily armored Rakshasa cavalry and undead knights.
"Your Highness, they have deployed heavy cavalry. How should we respond?"
"The artillery positions should be ready, right? And... bring out those guns too, just in case."
The range and power of artillery are not on the same level as rifles. The reason why artillery was not used just now was because the enemy came too suddenly and there was no time to set up artillery positions.
The Rakshasa cavalry began to run, then gradually increased their speed. When they were five hundred paces away from the Da Yuan army, they had reached their maximum speed, so that they could cross the "death distance" that had been explored by countless Hu people in the shortest possible time.
"Bang!"
The artillery finally opened fire, and countless shells rained down on the heavily armored cavalry, sending rows of riders flying and falling to the ground.
Dozens of strange firearms were pushed out by a group of high-ranking soldiers. Their faces showed no fear, only anticipation and excitement.
This firearm with six barrels had a strange name. Wu Shengze and others were very puzzled as to why Qin Mo gave it a foreign name.
After a long silence, Qin Mo said with a nostalgic expression, "There was once a doctor named Gatling!"
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