"Fast, line up more closely!"

Chen Kai, deputy brigade commander of the 19th Infantry Brigade of the Ming Army and who had just graduated from the Officer's School, yelled at the surging Qing cavalry.

He was a little caught off guard at this moment.

In fact, the Ming army generally looked down on the Qing army and disdained it. After all, whether it was the Eight Banners, the Green Camp regiment training or even the chieftain soldiers, they had basically fought all of them. Except for the chieftain soldiers on the edge of Sichuan, they did have some combat power, and the green camp in the town was still tenacious. The others were all wastes that were trampled under their feet. It was normal to escape when they saw the wind. It was brave to see the Ming army's flag running again. It was simply respectable to dare to line up in front of the Ming army.

Take the initiative to attack?

That almost doesn't exist!

After fighting for several years, except for the town soldiers and the chieftain soldiers on the border of Sichuan, there was no such thing as the Qing army's active attack. Moreover, the first two families only once, mainly because they didn't know the situation when they first went to the battlefield. After knowing the terrifying firepower of the Ming army, they became honest. As for the other units, they simply defeated them, even the cavalry was the same. The Eight Banners Donkey Cavalry ran faster than anyone else.

By the way, in Chen Kai's opinion, don't explain the army. Any decent army will rub against these wastes even if it is replaced with a big knife and a spear.

Yang Silong has proved this.

It is impossible for such an army to be despised without being despised, so the same decisive charge in Yishan at this moment made the Ming army a mess. Of course, for a soul-stirring army, this was just a small accident and would not have any real impact. Amid the shouts of the battalion commanders and instructors, all the soldiers arranged neatly at the fastest speed.

They don’t need to create any hollow square arrays when they are backed by the Penjia River.

In fact, in the era of online rifle, hollow square formations were no longer so necessary. This thing was completely forced by the tragic efficiency of smoothbore guns. The extension of the rifle range made the cavalry's attack difficult to turn to the flanks. It was not easy to cover the cavalry's circle with an effective range of more than 900 meters, so that the infantry had enough time to adjust the line. Therefore, no one used the hollow square formations anymore during the Civil War. When infantry encountered cavalry, they basically had scattered lines and infantry lines, and of course there were also cannons. In this case, cavalry could still rush out the infantry's very tenacious will, because at least half of the cavalry had to fall during the charge.

The same significant increase in accuracy and firing rate, coupled with the surge in firing rate of fire hats, also turned the formation of the Ming army into the two most common horizontal formations during the Civil War. The three rows were completely oversupplied, and the first row had to kneel down and fire, which also affected the loading of ammunition, and the two rows were enough.

The two infantry battalions faced the surging cavalry in a slightly arc line, and then raised the rifle without bayonets.

"The distance is one hundred and fifty feet."

Chen Kai shouted at the scale on the telescope.

The same shouts were also shouted in the battalion commanders and whistle commanders, and all the soldiers in the queue raised the watch scale as quickly as possible to aim at the Qing cavalry.

"Open fire!"

The next moment, the officers' shouts rang again.

One thousand six hundred soldiers who were waiting for the troops pulled the trigger at the same time. After the gunshots, they reloaded the bullet without hesitation. The entire paper shell was packed with bullets and the nitrified paper shells were stuffed directly into the muzzle. Of course, these nitrified paper shells were not safe, and there were too many residues to be cleaned frequently. Normally, it should be poured in, but there was no need to trouble at this time. In fact, the Ming soldiers never did that. They usually couldn't shoot a few shots in the battle with the Qing army. They then installed the bullet and pounded it in, then pulled the hammer and put it on the fire cap. The fastest ones pulled the trigger again in less than ten seconds, and the slowest ones were only more than ten seconds. In fact, the highest record of Ming soldiers was seven shots per minute, three shots were counted as passing, and four or five shots were normal, so when the officers reported the distance for the second time, almost all the soldiers fired the second shot.

"Kill, rush over, rush over!"

Among the charge of the Qing cavalry, Yishan and Duolona were roaring like crazy.

Bullets roared past them, and soldiers kept screaming and falling down, and were trampled into flesh mud as thousands of horses galloped. The war horses that were shot also fell down in sarcasm and wailed in the trampling of their companions. However, the desire to escape from the sky made these Eight Banners soldiers still desperately urge the war horses and kept moving forward on the soft and muddy land.

At the same time, the Ming soldiers a hundred feet away opposite them calmly adjusted their watch measures and continued to aim at them and pull the trigger.

The bullet hit rate is getting higher and higher.

More and more Qing cavalrymen were falling in a rush.

Yishan and Dorona were still roaring and promising various benefits. In just a minute, the silver reward increased to a thousand taels. The cavalry also whipped their war horses like crazy. But no matter how they whipped, their war horses that had been poor since childhood and had just eaten a full meal for a year could not run ten meters per second in this muddy rice field. In fact, it would be good to run five meters per second. This was originally a Mongolian horse, not the Andalusian horses of the Napoleon cavalry. What's more, when the Eight Banners soldiers bought horses themselves, they bought those with obvious genetic defects and fewer meals. It would be a hell of such horses that could run fast. That is to say, at this moment, they advanced a hundred meters, and the fastest Ming army could shoot two rounds, and they were still 300 meters away, and their war horses were getting slower and slower, and the Ming army's bullets became more and more accurate...

Yishan, who had already landed behind the cavalry, exchanged gazes with Duolona.

"Kill, kill one bandit and reward ten thousand taels!"

Yishan roared like a storm.

Immediately afterwards, he and Dorona turned their horses and headed north to the reed marsh in the distance. The infantrymen who had already fallen a distance from the cavalry stopped and looked at each other. Then the soldiers turned around without hesitation and rushed there. There was actually a modern Feilai Lake. Of course, no one was digging a lake at this time, but because the terrain was low and mainly accommodated floods, a large area of ​​continuous wetland was formed. The Ming army coming to the north mainly blocked the northern gate of Qingyuan, and was separated from the same large area of ​​reed ponds and lotus flowers, and even if intercepted, it was difficult to arrive in a short time. Obviously, this was an opportunity.

If it weren't for the cavalry's decisive charge, these Ming troops would have stopped them, but now the Ming troops have no time to care about them.

As for the cavalry...

"Oh, they are all good men of our Eight Banners!"

Yishan took a last look at the charge of the cavalry and sighed.

At this time, the good men of the Eight Banners also began to turn around. The two thousand cavalry were less than half. Less than fifty feet away from the Ming army, they turned around in chaos. Some behind could not stop and even hit the front. However, it was no longer important whether they could successfully turn around. Their ending was already destined. They would definitely rush to the Ming army line to cause certain losses to the Ming army, but if they wanted to escape at this distance, they were purely seeking death. In the chaos of the Qing army, the Ming army opposite was still mechanically loading and firing, and the fastest even fired more than six rounds. At this time, the distance of more than 100 meters made the hit rate of the bullets rise sharply, and the remaining one thousand cavalry were completely trapped in the storm of bullets, and then fell into a pool of blood.

The battle once again turned into a unilateral massacre.

Because of the continuous shooting, the residue of the nitrified paper shell affected the rifle, and some soldiers even stopped and cleaned the barrel...

Anyway, the battle has come to an end.

"Brig Deputy, these Tartars run fast enough!"

The first battalion commander Liu Lichuan stood beside Chen Kai and looked at Yishan and others who had run away.

"Then let them hurry up!"

Chen Kai said with a smile.

"Open fire!"

He waved his hand to the back and said.

At this time, the first battalion that landed on the shore was a nine-pound howitzer. This thing was actually a smooth bore, which was equivalent to the twelve-pound mountain howitzer commonly used by Americans during the Civil War. However, because it was a steel pipe, it was lighter. The Ming army infantry battalion, which was mainly engaged in southern water network combat, was the same. The wheel gun barrels were only more than 300 kilograms. Any two soldiers could be dragged in the rice fields. After disassembly, three mules could be carried away. Even if they were not disassembly, they could be lifted up. This gate was lifted directly from the transport ship.

The captain of the artillery team, who did not catch up with the war, used a telescope to observe the distance roughly. Then the artillery loaded the launching medicine and flowering bullets, and flew out with the flames ejected from the muzzle, and exploded in the Qing army's defeated troops who were already like ducks.

This is even more shocking.

Some Qing troops even pushed each other and even buzzed into the mud.

The Ming army, who had already finished the battle, burst into laughter when they all looked at this scene.

"These killers who kill thousands of swords!"

Yishan looked at the cavalry that had been wiped out by the vague laughter, and cursed with hatred while rubbing the cold sweat on his head, but his expression was still very pleased, because at this time he had arrived at the reed marsh. Aisin Jueluo Yishan, regardless of the reed leaves that could easily hurt his skin, quickly got into the swamp with the defeated soldiers. It was midsummer, and the dense reeds completely covered their figures.

"It's a pity that it's not winter!"

Ye Feng, the commander of the First Army of the Ming Army, who was born in Java, stood beside a blooming lotus and said with regret.

By the way, it would be great if it was lit in winter.

"General, we can let the water go!"

The brigade commander of the Third Infantry Brigade beside him said with a smile.

"How to put it?"

Ye Feng asked hurriedly.

"Just just dig a hole by the riverside. The terrain here is low-lying. It is used as a buffer to protect the city wall during floods. You can dig a hole by the riverside and let it pour in and fill the reed marshes. Our soldiers are waiting on the periphery. Those Tartars can't stand it and they will definitely come out. Let's just wait and hit the wild ducks! After the filling is almost done, the hole will be blocked again."

The third brigade commander who grew up in the local area said happily.

In fact, it doesn’t take a circumference for half a month, Yishan and the others will do the same. This bastard is just trying to have fun.

"Okay, I'll leave this to you!"

Ye Feng patted his shoulder and said.

"Let's go to Jiangkou!"
Chapter completed!