In the center of the camp, Zheng Haizhu sat on his horse and stared at the infantry who had formed their formation.
These infantrymen were not from Sichuan, but were recruited directly from Ji Town and Liaodong Town by Ma Xianglin, who received more troops as a guest army after the defense of Fushun.
At that time, Zheng Haizhu suggested to Ma Xianglin that for infantry training, he should learn from what Qi Jiguang did in Jizhen, dividing the infantry battalion into a killer team and a firecrackers team, and using cold and hot weapons to cooperate with each other to carry out long-range and short-range attacks on the enemy.
Effective attack.
Ma Xianglin listened to Qi Jin's advice and invited Qi Jin's generals to train the infantry. For those killer teams who used cold weapons, Qi Jin used Qi Jiguang's most famous "Mandarin Duck Formation" training method.
It happened that Ma Xianglin's Sichuan army relied on spears, so Qi Jin increased the number of spearmen in the Yuanyang Formation to replace the boring palladium, spears and sticks in the Yuanyang Pillow.
In today's ambush battle, the Golden Knights did not form a formation at all, and were attacked successively by four-pounder artillery and Ming cavalry. They had long lost the possibility of attacking the infantry formation at high speed.
The Ming army infantry, which was in a posture of resisting the horse, quickly realized this.
Under the command of the commander, the infantry quickly changed from a long line of two or three layers to a group of more than ten people, taking the initiative to move forward and rush towards the fierce battlefield.
Among the Jurchen warriors, many are just infantry on horseback and do not have the ability to use long weapons for melee combat on horseback. Their more common way of fighting is to dismount and use infantry bows, first shoot from a distance for a while, and then switch to weapons such as shun knives.
Engage the enemy.
However, the long shields in front of each mandarin duck formation of the Ming army firmly blocked the Jurchens' arrows.
At this moment, if you look down from mid-air, the mandarin duck formations on the snowfield that maintain a neat shape look like black monsters with unpredictable power.
After these monsters approached the enemy while advancing rapidly, the spears suddenly stretched out between the two shields and on the left and right wings, stabbing the Jurchens who were dismounted and screamed repeatedly. The Jurchens were surrounded by their companions waving knives and other short weapons.
However, under the threat of other spears, they were unable to provide timely assistance.
Chao Dun has risen, and the light of thousands of feet generously covers the mountains and rivers.
On the light golden ground, dark ink spots are constantly fixed, and around the ink spots, there are large pools of bright red blood, like cinnabar falling on plain satin, which is shocking.
"Remember, a bow cannot break a long shield in about fifty steps."
"Remember, in the Yuanyang formation, you need to replace a long spear with a hammer hand, or someone with a mace, so that you can hit the enemy's horse head at close range."
"Remember, we need to develop short muskets for the cavalry. If you fire immediately, you'll be wrong. Before the two sides join forces, you can shoot a lot with your eyes closed from 300 paces away."
Zheng Haizhu took the telescope that Ma Xianglin threw to her, and while looking at the battle situation, she ordered the Jinyi guards around her.
This Jin Yiwei was a general in the capital. He was a direct descendant of Liu Qiao and could read and write, so he was assigned by Liu Qiao to escort Zheng Haizhu to Beisei with a few Tiqiao.
He knew that Liu and Zheng had a close relationship, and he also bought into Zheng Haizhu's account. He felt that this woman was indeed smarter than many civil servants, and she also respected the military men.
Jin Yiwei held a booklet in his left hand and a pen in his right hand. From time to time he dipped the bamboo tube filled with ink at his waist and scribbled down notes. He felt that he was more energetic than when he was copying houses and keeping accounts in Beijing.
Zheng Haizhu, on the other hand, had two purposes. In addition to converting actual combat experience into oral narratives, he was also planning that whether it was Ma Xianglin's team or his own Chongming battalion, they should set up a staff department similar to that of a certain army in later generations.
There will be three more bureaus at the bottom. In addition to the Intelligence Bureau, which is already somewhat rudimentary, there will also be a Operations Bureau and a Communications Bureau.
Among them, the battle bureau is the most important. How to determine the battle plan, how to mobilize before the war, how to dispatch materials, how to cooperate with various arms during the war, how to adjust tactics, etc. are all responsible for the battle bureau.
For example, in the ambush battle in front of us, although the Ming army has an absolute advantage, it will not have zero battle losses, nor will there be no lessons to be learned. At this time, people from the General Staff Operations Bureau should be present to collect everything worth collecting.
After receiving feedback, we proposed and implemented improvement plans after the war.
Zheng Haizhu put down the telescope and turned around to catch a glimpse of Xu San's anxious face.
"Don't worry, the beating will be over in a blink of an eye. Your brother-in-law is so smart, he must have hid in a snow nest somewhere. He will definitely come over when we cut off the heads of the Tatars later."
Zheng Haizhu could only comfort his loyal subordinates in this way.
…
Ma Xianglin's eyes turned red.
Since he first went to the battlefield with Qin Liangyu when he was young, Ma Xianglin felt for the first time in the past fifteen years that when the white spear in his hand pierced the bodies of one enemy after another, what he had gained was not just the victory or defeat in an instant.
Pleasure.
There is also the turbid air that has been smoldering for a long time, just like the firelight and white smoke rushing out of the roaring gun barrels, pouring out heartily.
The proud general was exploited, the filial son was scolded by his mother, and the husband who loved his wife and son was tortured by heartbreaking separation. All these deeply painful emotions were released on the cruel and bloody battlefield.
Ma Biao and other servants, as well as Man Gui who was not far away while killing Tatars and paying attention to the surroundings, these comrades saw Ma Xianglin, who was as crazy as a god.
Ma Xianglin shows a bit of sadness.
Dege also saw Ma Xianglin clearly.
Most of the Bagaras beside Little Belle were missing, and many of those who rushed out were picked up by Ma Xianglin and fell on the messy snow.
"Ama, the son of the southwestern chieftain of the Ming Dynasty, is like the reincarnation of Zhao Zilong."
In Degerei's ears, the words of his half-brother Huang Taiji to his father Nurhaci rang.
He clenched the sword in his hand, but at the same time looked to the left in the direction of the Luanhe River.
He was judging how much chance he would have if he broke through the flank of the battlefield and crossed the Luan River across the ice, and whether he should make this decision immediately.
Amma doesn’t think I’m a coward. Didn’t Sibeile Huang Taiji also defeat this Ma Xianglin?
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Die at the front.
"Master, blow the trumpet! Master is a noble person, and he is not worth being harmed in the trap set by these vicious Nikans!"
A Bajala persuaded loudly.
Immediately, several more bagaras agreed.
Dege no longer hesitated and made a gesture.
"Woo..."
Turning the tune, the harsh and unpleasant conch sound sounded.
The Dege people clamped down on the horse's belly and galloped towards the Luanhe River.
Cross the river, go to the east, and run away without stopping. If you escape into Horqin, you will have a way to survive!
The silver-armored Baja La people tried their best to clear a bloody path for their master.
Kong Wu's powerful servants knew that if the banner leader, who was the king of Khan, Yao'er, fell into the hands of the Ming army, even if they returned to Hetuala alive, they would be punished or even beheaded.
When Ma Xianglin heard the sound of the conch and saw the blue flag moving, he immediately changed his shooting method from stabbing to sweeping, opened a passage, and chased the Dege at full speed.
Today, he was killing enemies crazily and happily, but Ma Xianglin still had a clear mind in his mind.
The victory over a slave-building team led by a small banner leader was not only unquestionable but also substantial. The prospect of returning the Ma Jiajun in Ji Town to his hands became brighter.
This was a great gift from Azhu to him, and he wanted to repay his best friend and facilitate her secret plan.
Ma Xianglin wants to capture Dege Lei alive.
Ma Biao waved the red flag beside his teeth, and more and more Sichuan knights gathered on their horses.
Dege could hear the whistling wind in his ears, and he could even tell that the roar of the Ming army behind him was getting denser and louder.
The love horse under my crotch is galloping like lightning, and the frozen Luanhe River is as close as a white blanket.
Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound, and in front of Dege, the Jurchen knight holding the blue flag was hit by an arrow. His horse turned forward several somersaults with inertia. Before he could even neigh, his skull was hit.
He fell onto a stone by the river and died.
The owner, who was holding the stirrups, rolled over and was finally crushed by his own horse.
In fear, Dege subconsciously pulled back the reins to avoid the obstacles in front, but heard the sharp sound of bowstrings again.
This time, the one who was shot was a Bai Jia Ba Ya La.
Stepping bow!
Why did the Ming army use Jurchens’ walking bows?
The white-armored horses were carrying arrows and tilted their necks, like a kite caught in the wind and falling headlong.
Dege suddenly pulled the reins, and although he avoided the impact, the horse's speed slowed down.
Two of the loyal servants guarding Little Belle have discovered the source of the arrow.
In the bushes on the river beach, a man who was not tall in stature drew the Jurchen's familiar walking bow.
It’s that businessman from Zhangjiakou!
That Ming Guo craftsman who tricked little Belle into coming here!
The two Bagaras were like furious beasts, waving their swords and running towards them.
Dong Wang's expression remained unchanged.
He stood there, his thumb with the horn finger on it, pressing against the bowstring again.
"puff……"
When the sharp arrow flew out, Bagala's sword also struck at him.
Dong Wang fell to the snow in response.
The blue of the clear sky suddenly filled his vision.
In the center of the blue sky are the faces of my wife and children.
Dong Wang smiled and turned his head sideways with all his strength.
He saw the Ming army's pursuers fighting with the fleeing Tatars on the snow-covered ice of the Luan River.
