"Third brother, what do these Tatars want to do? They attack but don't attack, retreat but don't retreat. Do they want to trap us here? Hehe!"

Looking at the Tatar cavalry in the distance who had regrouped but did not charge again, Qi Panzong couldn't help but chuckle.

"Never mind them, we just need to hold them back for a day. Then at night we will sneak in from behind and let them block it here."

It turned out that when they selected this hillock, Wang Bing and others had already prepared ropes, and planned to wait until the night fell from the cliff behind the mountain, and then go to the place where the horses were hidden to retrieve the horses and retreat. So for these late

The Tatars were hesitant to launch a second round of attack, but Wang Bing wished they could delay it as long as possible.

However, God failed! Just when Wang Bing and others were still thinking of holding off the Tatars until night so they could take the opportunity to escape, the second round of attack by the Tatars began.

And when Wang Bing and others were even more troubled, these people learned the lesson this time and no longer charged in a dense formation, but rushed towards the hillside again in a very sparse formation.

In this way, the firearm advantage of Wang Bing and others was eliminated to the greatest extent. At least before they rushed up the hillside, this advantage was impossible for Wang Bing and others to break!

"These stupid Tatars are really good at learning!"

Seeing these Tatars lined up in a loose formation, everyone could only sigh helplessly.

"Haha, they are Tatars, and they are not fools. They know that they will easily get beaten if they charge together, so they will definitely separate!"

Regarding the reaction of these Tatars, Wang Bing quickly felt relieved after his headache. They were all holding one body against the other, how could there be so many fools!

"Try to pick the ones in front and hit them. This time it won't be as easy as before!"

Seeing that these Tatar cavalry had changed their tactics, Wang Bing could only give up the advantage of using muskets intensively and replaced them with free fire.

Fortunately, there are still more than 300 grenades. In his opinion, as long as they use them sparingly, it won't be a big problem, but it will definitely not be as easy as the previous round of battle.

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"Boom!"

Seeing that the Tatar cavalry began to enter the effective shooting range of the cannons, Wang Bing, who was the first to open fire, knocked off the horse a Tatar cavalry wielding a machete with one shot. Afterwards, the others also aimed at their targets and started shooting freely.

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However, without the cooperation of the Tatars and shooting at these fast-moving targets, the results of this free fire were much smaller. After one round of shooting, only twenty or thirty Tatars were shot down.

Just people.

This is because the Habayashi Wei have sufficient ammunition to practice on weekdays. If it were replaced by other armies of the Ming Army, the results might have been greatly discounted.

"Wait until the Tatars rush to the foot of the hillside before throwing grenades. Remember, you can throw no more than four or five grenades at a time. Save some!" Wang Bing, who was loading ammunition quickly, looked at the grenades and was about to rush to the hillside.

The Tatar queen at her feet spoke to the crowd in a deep voice without looking back.

"Don't worry, Third Brother. Throwing too much will be a waste!" As he spoke, Hu Dabiao took the lead in throwing a grenade, and with a bang, he knocked down two Tatar cavalry who had just rushed to the bottom of the slope.

The horse was wailing incessantly.

"Hu Dabiao, can't you wait until they gather a few more people before throwing them? These two people can be killed with just two muskets. Why throw grenades!" Looking at Hu Dabiao whose hands were faster than his mouth, Wang Bing couldn't help being speechless.

"Hey, I couldn't hold it back for a while, I'll do it next time!" Hu Dabiao couldn't help but laugh at Wang Bing's complaints.

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"Quickly cool down the barrel and check how much ammunition is left!"

After glancing at the Tatar cavalry who had temporarily retreated, Wang Bing quickly ordered everyone to cool down the barrels in preparation for the next round of skirmishing charges from the Tatars.

There was no other way. After figuring out how to deal with the Yulin Guards' fire cannons and grenades, these Tatars only sent out a small number of cavalry to charge in turns in a very scattered formation.

Under such tactics, the most recent time for these Tatars, a cavalryman even rushed to a place less than ten steps away from the Yulin Guards. Although he was shot to death in the end, it also gave the Tatars a huge blow.

Confidence.

But compared to this, the biggest trouble is the damage of the bird cannons. Due to the continuous shooting, more than ten bird cannons of the entire Habayashi Guard have been exploded. Fortunately, the person was not seriously injured and can still survive.

Continue fighting.

"Which of you still has water? I have no water!" Just as Wang Bing was using his robe to wipe the gun barrel with the water in the water bag to cool it down, Qi Panzong's anxious inquiry came to his ears.

"Old Qi, who told you not to be more careful before and pour it directly from the water bag? Now you can pee to cool down, haha!" Seeing Qi Panzong's anxious look, Li Zunzu, his enemy, couldn't help but look joking.

They crowded around him.

"Pee, just pee, you want to pee and you haven't peed yet, haha!" Being pushed by Li Zunzu, Qi Panzong made a show of going to unbuckle his belt.

"Old Qi, please use our water, we won't be able to use it anyway!"

In the end, one of the unlucky guys whose gunshot exploded donated his water bag, which solved Qi Panzong's urgent need.

"How much ammunition do we have left?" Wang Bing continued to cool down the barrel and turned to ask about the remaining ammunition.

"The gun ammunition is still sufficient, but there are only a hundred or so grenades left!" A moment later, someone reported the bad news that there were only a hundred or so grenades left.

"This round is a loss! We destroyed more than a dozen muskets and more than two hundred grenades, but we killed less than two hundred people." After hearing that there were only more than a hundred grenades left, Wang Bing couldn't help but look at it.

Seeing some corpses of Tatars on the hillside, I sighed.

"Young man, you can't say that. Look, we killed about 500 Tatars today, right? But apart from injuring a dozen people, we didn't do anything wrong. This business has made a lot of money! You

Look at Lao Li and his grandfather, he used so many talents to behead more than 400 people in a mountain-splitting victory. Hehe, right, Lao Li!"

Qi Panzong, who had just been shunned by Li Zunzu, took the opportunity to 'consol' Wang Bing and immediately started to fight back against Li Zunzu.

"Uh, this..."

Li Zunzu, who had been very honored by his grandfather's achievements in the mountain splitting, now couldn't help but feel his face heat up after hearing Qi Panzong's words.

"Old Li, don't listen to Lao Qi's nonsense. The biggest result of the victory of Splitting the Mountain is to stabilize the situation in Liaodong, but it cannot be measured by the combat capabilities of hundreds of Tatar heads!"

Although he didn't have a good impression of Li Chengliang, a guy who was proud of his reputation, Wang Bing was still very sure of the positive significance of the mountain-splitting victory in stabilizing the situation in Liaodong.

"Hey, I just want to persuade the third child, don't worry about it, Old Li!"

After hearing what Wang Bing said, Qi Panzong, who realized that he said he was bald, quickly smiled and apologized to Li Zunzu.

"Stop talking about these useless things, let's defeat these Tatars first!"
Chapter completed!