The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 241 Sneak attack failed
Armored wagons and side wagons were already prepared behind the army formation.

They began firing a barrage of rockets, and the cavalrymen at the front were hit and fell from their horses.

The massive explosion and flames caused the warhorses to neigh.

The Mongol cavalry's charging line was beginning to fall into disarray.

Zhang Yu immediately shouted, "The enemy's attack has completely fallen apart! Three ranks of guns, prepare!"

The Ming soldiers, armed with flintlock muskets, were ready. After the first rank fired a shot, they immediately moved to the last rank to reload gunpowder, and the second rank began their attack.

Countless bullets and pellets rained down on the Mongol cavalrymen, turning the cavalry line into a death zone. Countless corpses piled up there, and no one could pass through.

Kökö Temür's expression changed drastically.

"How is this possible? How can the Ming Dynasty's firearms attack so quickly?"

Nowadays, most of the firearms used by the Ming Dynasty cannot shoot as far as bows and arrows. It's just that training an archer takes too long, while firearms...

That way, you won't need such a long time or training.

However, these firearms are much better than the previous ones.

Furthermore, with the use of three rows of guns, his own men simply couldn't break through.

"Ayanbolo?"

Kökö Temür called out the name of his lieutenant, but no one answered.

Upon closer inspection, he saw that his lieutenant had already fallen into a pool of blood.

Kökö Temür gritted his teeth in hatred and prepared to continue the attack.

Several soldiers nearby stopped him.

"I hope Your Highness will not continue fighting. Our troops have suffered too many losses. If we continue fighting, I'm afraid we won't even be able to save what little we have left!"

"If the fighting had continued before, they might have had a chance to win, but with this weaponry, they have absolutely no hope of victory!"

As Kökö Temür watched one soldier after another from his tribe fall to the ground, he felt as if his heart was bleeding.

The number of people on the grasslands is extremely small, and becoming a qualified soldier takes a very long time. It is unknown how long it will take to recover from this loss.

It seems I am destined to lose this battle.

"Brothers, follow me and retreat!"

Upon hearing this, the grassland soldiers who had been charging forward began to retreat frantically.

Their faces were filled with panic. They knew very well that this battle was impossible to win, but they dared not retreat because of Kökö Tölö's orders.

Now that Kuoko himself has begun to leave, the others have no intention of continuing to resist.

The crowd was greatly encouraged to see that Kökö Tölö's army had already retreated, knowing that Kökö Tölö's strength was formidable.

Even Xu Da, the military genius of the Ming Dynasty, was once defeated by Kökö Töre.

Now, the elite troops led by Kökö Töngke have actually been driven back by them.

"Great! We've finally driven the enemy back! Shall we charge in now?!"

Zhang Yu shook his head. "Although the enemy has been defeated, our mission is to protect the central camp. Besides, we don't have a particularly large number of cavalry. Don't worry, General Chen Heng's troops are waiting. With General Chen's abilities, he won't let them escape!"

At this moment, Kökö Temür led his soldiers to flee. Seeing that the Ming army did not come to ambush them, he breathed a sigh of relief.

This failure was extremely embarrassing.

However, being able to escape safely is a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

At this moment, he lightly tapped his head, and he only had five or six thousand soldiers left. He had suffered too many losses in this battle.

"Tell the brothers to retreat immediately. The main force of the Ming Dynasty is attacking our tribe. With their strength, they probably won't be able to hold out for long. Let's go back and help!"

Just as Kuokuo was preparing to retreat with his men, a soldier suddenly shouted.

"General, something terrible has happened! An army is heading this way!"

Upon hearing this, Kuo Kuo was somewhat surprised, and sure enough, he saw an army encircling them in that direction.

The uniforms of this army were completely different from those of the other soldiers.

"That's what the commander of ten thousand said."

"Your Highness, I've heard of this army. It should be the army established by Zhu Xiong Ying, the grandson of the Ming Dynasty's Crown Prince. I've heard that this army performs well in the training grounds, but it has never been on the battlefield!"

Hearing this, Kökö Töre felt extremely disdainful.

"Even the most elite troops on the training ground are useless without the baptism of war. A mere two or three thousand men dare to oppose us. It seems they really don't want to live!"

"Brothers, we just suffered a great defeat because those despicable Central Plains people used firearms. Now that we've arrived on this grassland, it's our territory. Let's show them the might of the grassland warriors!"

The steppe cavalrymen yelled and charged toward the group.

Chen Heng made a decisive decision: "Xu Zengshou and Li Jinglong, each of you take a troop to provide flank support, make more use of firearms, and minimize close combat!"

"Qiu Fu, Zhu Neng, you two stay with me and hold the central command. Set up all our firearms. The main thing is to throw a volley of grenades when these guys get within range, then charge in and mow them down!"

Just kidding, with the equipment that the Crown Prince provided them, only a fool would try to fight head-on.

When Kökök saw that the army in front of him was even thinking of splitting up, he felt extremely disdainful.

This army was not large in number to begin with, and even if they faced each other head-on, they would certainly not be a match for his troops. Moreover, the troops were now scattered on both sides, making their flanking maneuvers ineffective. As long as he led his most elite cavalry to launch a fierce attack on one point, he would immediately break through their defensive lines. At that time, the troops on both sides would be nothing more than cattle and sheep to be slaughtered. Thinking of this, Kökö Temür was full of confidence and shouted loudly to the remaining troops.

"Brothers, let's charge straight in! We are the wolves of the grasslands, while these people on the other side are just weak sheep. As long as we charge in, they will surely die!"

The battle just now was so frustrating, so we should take this opportunity to win and boost morale.

The men roared and charged toward Chen Heng's troops. As they drew nearer to Chen Heng, they shouted, "Brothers, throw!"

These soldiers were holding something that looked like a dynamite pack, which they threw directly at the steppe soldiers.

The soldiers of the grassland were extremely curious about what these people were throwing. They had never seen such a thing before. They heard an explosion, and one of the cavalrymen was directly injured by the blast.

Kökö Temür immediately became alert; this must be a new type of weapon from the Ming Dynasty.

He was about to warn the soldiers under his command when he saw the other flying mines also begin to explode.

(End of this chapter)