We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

The horses' hooves crushed the snow, and the Cossack cavalry let out wild roars, trying to break through the Fengtian Army's line with their speed.

It has to be said that the Cossacks have a very keen sense of battle.

In a short period of time, they realized that the Fengtian Army infantry, which they had previously ignored, was the most threatening.

However, what greeted them was the Fengtian Army's musket array that had been ready for battle.

No matter how sharp the instinct is, it cannot defeat the modern military system with perfect tactics.

The infantry battalion commander at the front of the Second Regiment shouted coldly:

"Musketeers! First line—ready!"

wow-

There was a neat and tidy sound of metal friction, which was enough to make people with obsessive-compulsive disorder orgasm.

The first row of musketeers all lowered their flintlock rifles, and the black muzzles flashed a dazzling cold light under the light of the snow.

The Cossack cavalry charged at an extremely fast speed and were about to enter the firing range.

"put!"

boom! boom! boom!

This group of musketeers were not just incompetent militiamen. Each of them was an elite who obeyed orders and fired a volley of shots with perfect timing.

A cloud of white smoke rose up instantly, and dense lead bullets splashed heavily on the Cossack cavalry rushing in the front.

The Cossack cavalrymen were thrown to the ground in an instant. The dozens of cavalrymen who were in the front were like hitting an invisible wall, and both the men and the horses were torn to pieces by lead bullets in an instant.

Blood and minced meat splattered a glaring red on the snow. The pupils of the Cossack cavalry behind them suddenly shrank, and the momentum of the charge stagnated.

The instinctive fear of the musket fire instantly overwhelmed the enthusiasm of the charge.

"Scatter! Scatter!" the Cossack officer roared in horror.

Just as they subconsciously reined in their horses and tried to turn to avoid the Fengtian Army's firepower network -

Behind the hillside, an even brighter red flare, with a long tail flame, streaked across the sky like a meteor.

That was the signal for the general attack given by Yang Zhongsi himself.

"withdraw!"

In the center of the battlefield, Wang Sanchun, who was fighting with the Cossack cavalry, issued an order the moment the flare rose.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly! Return to the main camp!"

He suddenly turned his horse's head, released the longbow in his hand, and shot an arrow that pierced the head of a Cossack cavalryman.

The three thousand Fengtian Army light cavalry broke off contact with the Cossacks like a receding tide and retreated at high speed toward the flank and rear of the nearest infantry regiment position.

At the same time, Yue Yun also issued an order:

"Armored Cavalry! Break forward!"

The armored cavalry, which had originally spread out in a wide front, condensed into an arrowhead again like a clenched fist.

The heavy hooves of their horses pounded the ground, and they ignored the Cossacks on both sides who were trying to bite them, and rushed straight ahead.

The steel torrent slammed into the scattered Cossack cavalry in front with a decisive force, instantly carving out a bloody path and breaking out of the battlefield.

In the center of the battlefield, the Cossack cavalry, having lost their target, suddenly fell into confusion and chaos.

They watched the two Fengtian cavalry units retreat like a tide, and for a moment they didn't know whether to pursue them or regroup.

In these fatal few seconds of stagnation——

Boom!Boom!Boom!

A low and dense muffled sound came from my ears, and hundreds of black shadows whizzed through the air, drawing a steep parabola.

boom! Boom boom boom!

Like thunder exploding overhead, a sound ten or a hundred times more terrifying than a volley of musket fire erupted simultaneously from the high ground on both sides of the battlefield.

On the left side of the regiment's position, two hundred mortars spewed out orange-red muzzle flames.

The Second Regiment's position on the right was a little behind, but the equally dense sound of artillery shells firing gradually merged into the symphony of destruction.

Countless black shadows crossed and covered each other from two directions, smashing into the area where the Cossack cavalry was most densely packed.

The first shell fell.

The scorching air waves carried sharp shrapnel and frozen soil and gravel, sweeping radially across an area of ​​dozens of steps.

The several Cossack cavalrymen who were hit were torn into pieces in an instant, along with their horses. The broken limbs and arms mixed with internal organs were scattered like a rainstorm!

Immediately afterwards, huge fireballs exploded in the center of the Cossack cavalry group!

The explosions continued one after another!

Mortar shells fell like hail, accompanied by flames shooting up into the sky, and large charred and smoking pits were blasted into the snow.

The surrounding Cossack cavalry fell down in large numbers as if they were hit by an invisible hammer.

The cries of the war horses were instantly drowned out by the sound of the explosion, and the screams of the people were almost inaudible.

"Get off the horse! Get off the horse now!"

Experienced Cossack officers roared and tried to organize a skirmish line to fight back against the Fengtian Army artillery positions on the heights on both sides.

However, this is doomed to be futile.

The Fengtian Army's mixed infantry and artillery regiment was born for this kind of battlefield environment, and it has the Fengtian Army's most core tactical support behind it.

In front of the mortar position was a phalanx of musketeers ready for battle.

When a few brave Cossacks tried to approach under the artillery fire, what awaited them was a dense volley of flintlock fire!

At the forefront of the position were elite spearmen armed with super-long spears.

The dense forest of guns they formed was enough to make any Cossack who tried to charge the artillery formation, whether it was cavalry or infantry, suffer a bloody blow!

The mobility that the Cossack cavalry was proud of was completely lost in the face of the Fengtian Army's three-dimensional defense system of "long-range artillery coverage, medium-range killing with muskets, and close-range denial with spears."

If the cavalry conducts guerrilla warfare in a circle, they may still be able to fight.

But if it were the same infantry attack, the Fengtian Army's advanced mixed infantry and artillery tactics would be far ahead and could easily defeat any infantry in the world!

But amid the roar of artillery fire, the Cossacks' horsemanship, on which they depended for survival, had long since become useless.

The Fengtian Army's war horses had to undergo desensitization training before serving. The military horse farms were all next to the military construction factory and the gunpowder department, and they fell asleep every day listening to the sound of artillery.

But the Cossack cavalry's horses were obviously not like that. They might be used to the sound of muskets, but they had never heard such continuous artillery fire.

A violent explosion sounded right beside him, and the terrifying sound destroyed the warhorse's nerves. After all, horses are timid creatures.

"Xilulu——"

Countless war horses let out mournful cries, they were beyond the control of their riders.

Some of them raised their front hooves high and threw the Cossacks on their backs off; some rushed around in the explosion like headless flies; some even turned around and ran desperately towards the place where there was no explosion!

Countless Cossack cavalrymen were thrown to the ground by their own mounts and then trampled into a pulp by the galloping horses' hooves.

"Steady! Steady!"

"My horse!"

"what!"

"What is that? How can there be so many artillery pieces?!"

"Devil! The devil of the East!"

The fierce Cossack cavalry, placed in a purgatory filled with flames, their courage quickly melted like ice and snow under the sun.

Fear spread like a plague.

The Cossacks began to crumble.