Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 900 - 743: I Won’t Indulge You

Chapter 900: Chapter 743: I Won’t Indulge You

"It’s a firearm!"

As soon as Alashiri Borzigin heard the sound, he realized what the Jin Army held in their hands.

He was first puzzled, noting the strange model of the firearms, their small size, and their barrels only as long as a person’s forearm.

They could be held with one hand, and didn’t even require a fuse.

Furious, Alashiri Borzigin exclaimed, "Despicable Jin people! My boys, speed up and slaughter them!"

——The previous round of firing by the Jin Army had caused at least two thousand of the bravest Black Wolf Knights to fall from their horses.

Though both sides were charging at high speed, the distance of less than twelve twelve zhang between them, coupled with the rifled barrels, greatly enhanced the shooting accuracy of the Jin warriors.

When uncertain, they usually targeted the opponents’ horses. The horses represented larger targets and were easier to hit.

Just as Wulangha’s Black Wolf Knights were raging and speeding up their horses,

a series of ’bang bang bang’ noises erupted on the battlefield. Vast amounts of white smoke rose into the air, and more Mongolians fell from their horses, more steeds suddenly tripped mid-gallop, horse and rider crashing down together.

In the ranks of the Jin Army, Zaorigetu was stunned by the scene unfolding before him. Aside from the sound of hooves, gunfire resonated continuously. The screams of Wulangha’s Black Wolf Knights and the horses’ neighs also shook the earth.

The firing speed of the Jin Army was extremely fast, one shot after another, the dense rain of bullets continuously poured forward at the Mongolians.

It wasn’t until after six rounds that their shooting momentarily ceased.

Sometimes these firearms misfired, but nearly ten thousand revolvers even at a seventy percent firing rate, still inflicted massive casualties on Wulangha’s Black Wolf Knights.

The Mongolian formations actually indented sharply, and Zaorigetu, with his eagle eyes, spotted at least eight thousand Black Wolf Knights falling to the ground.

Among them, not many were actually hit by bullets; most were brought down by their injured horses, and then were struck by the tremendous impact of the fall.

Many others were pinned under the heaviness of their thousand-pound warhorses, or even several thousand-pound Earth Dragons, with limbs or feet trapped in the stirrups, unable to move or escape, and then trampled into the mud by the cavalry of the Jin Army!

After continuously firing six times, the first line of Jin cavalry began to slow their pace and quickly reloaded their revolvers, inserting pre-prepared bullets into the chambers.

Given both sides’ rapid charge, they would not have been able to complete this task before meeting the enemy.

However, they had additional relay troops behind them; the second wave of Jin cavalry began to accelerate forward, using the ten thousand revolvers in their hands to once again shower the frontlines with bullets, continuing to wreak horrific casualties.

Zaorigetu thought this must be what was known as the "Two-Stage Firing" for horseback archery; he immediately felt more confident, knowing that the Jin Army had surely won this battle!

He watched as the Mongolians constantly trembled and fell from their horses, watched the swiftly galloping warhorses tumble to the ground in various poses, feeling an endless sense of satisfaction and pleasure welling up inside him.

Zaorigetu despised these Mongolian Nobles to the utmost, who pressed down on their heads, leaving them bare and hungry.

His two sisters, because of their good looks, had been played with and tormented to death by Qianhu Nayan and his friends.

Zaorigetu’s elderly parents, lacking in strength, were forced by the warriors kept by Nayan to go for a "sky burial" on the grasslands.

——That is, they were exiled from the tribe, left to become the food of eagles and wolves on the grasslands.

This saved Qianhu Nayan two portions of food and supplies, so no one in the tribe ever lived past forty years of age.

How immense was Zaorigetu’s hatred and despair then, and how profound was his satisfaction and excitement now, seeing those "Nobles" and "Brave Warriors" fall from their horses.

These privileged ones who feasted on milk and honey, trampling over them, also had their day?

After these twelve shots in two rounds, the first line of Jin cavalry had finished loading.

They generally couldn’t fully load all the chambers, managing to hurriedly load four to five bullets before placing the revolvers back.

But this was already enough, their sustained gunfire had completely crushed Wulangha’s Black Wolf Knights.

Before them, no more Mongolians dared to face the charge of the Jin Army.

Meanwhile, a segment of the Jin Army’s left flank expertly encircled and began driving all the scattered Mongolians towards a chevron-shaped riverbank to the south.

"No!"

Wulangha Khan, Alashiri Borzigin, fled on his horse, his eyes blood-red, his expression fierce and crazed, his words filled with disbelief, "This is impossible! My warriors, my Iron Cavalry, I must be dreaming right now."

He pressed his hand tightly on the wound in his left chest, trying to stem the bleeding.

The bullets of the Jin Army couldn’t hurt him, a warrior of The Fourth Gate like him.

But just now, with the total rout of the Black Wolf Cavalry, he had been forced to engage in combat with the Jin general, Fan Guang, without being able to summon The force of ten thousand armies. The latter had slashed him across the chest, nearly severing his heart.

His brother, Hesar Borzigin, had his thigh deeply slashed, exposing the bone, his face pale and bloodless: "Brother, they’re driving us towards the riverbank, it seems they intend to encircle and annihilate us here—"

Alashiri also realized the anomaly, his heart sinking, then he instantly grabbed Hesar, "Listen to me, Hesar! The creek isn’t deep, lead my personal guard knights across it! Once you get out, make sure to inform YeXian Khan, the Jin people have new firearms, we must not confront them head-on.