Chapter 902: Strange Victory Determines Strange Strategy

Thirty li northwest of the Divine Capital, the gentle slope of the Divine Machine Camp artillery formation.

Man Hai saw the camouflage removed from the top of the slope, and his heart was already cold. There were also those huge muzzles, which looked like extra-large "firearms."

He remembered the two firearm attacks he had encountered, and a fear he had never felt before grew in his heart. He couldn't help but roar loudly: "The whole army retreat!"

But the ten thousand cavalry charge and pursuit, the huge inertia of the galloping horses, was definitely not something he could stop with a hasty order. The vanguard horse team could not be contained and rushed toward the hillside.

Then he heard a loud noise, and the cavalry rushing in the front fell into the ground strangely, and the subsequent warhorses fell into it one after another.

The entire cavalry vanguard seemed to be swallowed by the ground in an instant, and the huge cavalry main army was blocked and crowded together.

It turned out that less than ten zhang from the bottom of the slope, a trap pit a zhang wide had been dug, and the length of the trap pit was close to two li, forming a barrier at the bottom of the slope.

This sizable trap pit was dug by four thousand soldiers in a few days, working day and night, just to block the ten thousand horse team at the bottom of the slope.

Jia Cong ordered the cavalry to go straight, and arrived at the hillside according to the road signs along the way, just to pass through the hidden narrow floating boards set up on the trap pit.

He let the subsequent cavalry destroy the road signs along the way, just to wipe out all traces of the trap pit, ensuring that the approaching Mongol cavalry would not notice anything.

Because the ten thousand horse team charge was too shocking, no one could guarantee whether the cavalry would rush to the top of the slope under the artillery fire, posing a threat to the artillery formation.

And this huge trap pit played the role of blocking the cavalry formation at the last moment, acting as the last insurance for this premeditated annihilation battle.

At this time, the artillery formation on the top of the slope had been launched, and the artillery fire was deafening, seemingly destroying the world, completely covering up Man Hai's roar.

Countless gun muzzles also stretched out from the slope, aiming at the large number of cavalry falling into the trap pit, and the cavalry main army crowded in front of the trap pit, carrying out indiscriminate dense shooting.

With just one round of three consecutive shots, the cavalry in the trap pit were all beaten into sieves, and the cavalry at the edge of the trap pit fell off their horses one after another, and many people and horses also fell into the trap pit.

A total of ten improved red-clothed cannons and twenty improved Folangji cannons were set up on the top of the slope, adjusting the muzzle angle in advance to carry out coverage firing at different distances.

Each round of artillery firing was no less than thirty shells. In the dense ten thousand people and horse team, the impact of each shell easily caused dozens of casualties.

When the top of the slope completed the first round of artillery coverage strike, causing hundreds of remnant Mongol cavalry casualties, the entire cavalry team wailed, and the order before and after became extremely chaotic.

Even though Man Hai was a smart and strong general, in this blood and fire catastrophe that destroyed the world, he was completely powerless to turn the tide, and the command and communication of the ten thousand cavalry team collapsed instantly.

With the second round of artillery fire sounding, the remnant Mongol cavalry main army had completely collapsed. The violent collision between cold and hot weapons was completely a one-sided slaughter.

The ten thousand remnant Mongol cavalry team was covered by artillery fire, like a pot of hot boiling water surging and splashing. Every moment, countless lives dissipated, and all resistance was instantly shattered.

Man Hai, the Second Prince of the Tuman tribe, in this blood and fire catastrophe that destroyed the world, had become meaningless, just a living creature waiting for death.

Many remnant Mongol cavalry were already scared out of their wits, surging and fleeing toward the left and right flanks in the chaos. But after the first round of artillery fire sounded, firearm soldiers rushed out from behind the hillside.

Taking advantage of the remnant Mongol cavalry formation being shocked and unsettled in the first round of artillery fire, they quickly flanked the left and right wings. Two formations of more than a thousand people each stood firm and attacked immediately.

They did not use firearm volley shooting, but lined up and threw porcelain mines at the dense cavalry formation, indiscriminate falling into the dense cavalry formation.

The explosive lethality released by each porcelain mine was perhaps far inferior to the shells fired by artillery, but the number was far higher than that of shells, making its power no less than artillery.

Even though Jia Cong deliberately forbade the use of porcelain mines in a critical moment, throwing them in a large area to kill the enemy at this moment could be considered just in time, causing very shocking effects.

The increasingly dense explosions were released wantonly, and the remnant Mongol cavalry's attempt to break through from the two wings was instantly cut off, and casualties were rising rapidly.

At this time, Jia Cong had long led the team to retreat from the hillside, and had already galloped to the top of the slope, looking calmly at the remnant Mongol elite cavalry falling into hell under the slope, his face expressionless.

Through Ai Li beside him was pale, muttering, "These artillery pieces are truly powerful. Firearms cannot be compared at all. These Mongol cavalry are all finished."

At this time, the remnant Mongol cavalry who could not break through from the two wings began to turn their horses and flee backward, but the artillery muzzles on the top of the slope were not raised.

But under the dense coverage of artillery fire in the front, and the attack of porcelain mines and firearms on the two wings, plus the chaos of the entire remnant Mongol cavalry team, this retreat efficiency appeared very low.

Every step of retreat distance had to pay countless lives, but there were lucky ones who escaped the range of artillery fire, but they ultimately could not escape the fate of annihilation.

When these Mongol remnant soldiers were about to rush out of the encirclement, the sound of dense horse hooves sounded in front. The one thousand seven hundred firearm cavalry ambushed on the dirt hill were bypassing and rushing to the battlefield.

And Jia Cong did not order the artillery muzzles to be raised, just because he didn't want to hurt his own cavalry by mistake. The remnant Mongol cavalry was numerous, and blindly demanding total annihilation would surely hurt himself by eight hundred.

These firearm cavalry rushed to the battlefield, did not dismount to form a formation, but galloped and roamed outside the artillery coverage range, throwing porcelain mines at the retreating chaotic soldiers.

Because in this chaotic battle situation, it was too late to form a formation, only porcelain mines were most effective, which could quickly form a firepower blockade and block the remnant enemy from fleeing backward.

And these firearm cavalry were allocated a multi-base number of porcelain mines by Jia Cong before returning to the army. The ammunition was very sufficient, and they threw them without sparing any effort, without any stinginess...

The remnant Mongol ten thousand cavalry team was blocked on all sides, and under the coverage of various firepower, casualties were increasing all the time. The arrogance and cruelty of the past had long since vanished.

After the one thousand seven hundred firearm cavalry arrived in the rear, the sound of horse hooves like thunder sounded again in the distance. It was the Marquis Zhongjing Shi Ding who led five thousand elite cavalry to reinforce.

After the five thousand cavalry arrived, they immediately dismounted and formed a formation, using porcelain mine artillery fire as cover, and fired several rounds of arrow rain in clusters at the remnant enemy in the encirclement.

It was just that after they fired two rounds of arrows, the encirclement gradually became quiet. Apart from countless wails, there was no more organized struggle or flight.

Shi Ding's expression was solemn, and he ordered to stop the attack. The artillery formation on the top of the slope seemed to have sensed something and stopped the artillery fire very tacitly...

On the hillside, Jia Cong's expression was solemn, looking at the corpses all over the slope under the slope, the blood gas rushing to the sky, like hell

Although Ai Li possessed great martial arts and feared nothing in the heat of battle, facing the scene before her, her pretty face had lost all color, and she felt a sense of unbearable pity.

She said, "Yuzhang, the cannons are truly too powerful. The artillery barrage lasted only two quarter-hours, and of the nearly twenty thousand elite Mongol cavalry, it seems there are not many survivors left."

Jia Cong said in a deep voice, "War between two nations is a matter of life and death. These Mongols slaughtered several villages and towns in the Wawu Town area; their deaths are not unjust."

Those who are bellicose will surely perish in war; throughout history, it has always been so..."

Jia Cong ordered the entire battlefield to be surrounded to prevent any survivors from escaping, and to collect all uninjured warhorses, preparing to replenish the six thousand troops of the Divine Machine Camp.

This time, the Divine Machine Camp's long-distance ambush and surprise attack, with two thousand musket cavalry rapidly charging and retreating, played a key role whether in blocking or luring the enemy.

This allowed Jia Cong to fully realize that muskets have insufficient firepower and rate of fire, and that combining cavalry with muskets can greatly compensate for the muskets' shortcomings.

Shi Ding led his personal cavalry to the artillery position on the hilltop and saw Jia Cong ordering his personal squad leader to search for the enemy's main general and confirm whether he was dead or alive.

Seeing Shi Ding, Jia Cong hurriedly went to meet him and smiled, "The Commander personally leading troops to reinforce us—this subordinate is deeply grateful."