Zuo Ling, who was rushing at the front, subconsciously hid in one step after another. He suddenly felt that the war horse hit something hard. He paused and continued to move forward, but soon fell to the ground, and the head of the war horse flew into the air.
A stream of horse blood spurted out, what the hell! A shrill sound of "Woo" broke through the air, and two iron balls connected with long iron chains spun strangely, flying towards the comrades behind, and the heads of their own horses.
The iron ball was cut by the iron chain and suffered a certain resistance. The speed of the iron ball slowed down slightly, but it still hit the entire group of flag soldiers behind with huge energy. Zuo Ling saw the brothers who had been together day and night with their heads shattered and their arms and legs broken. They died tragically.
In front of him, his eyes almost bursting with fire, he shouted, drew his saber, and continued to charge towards the Han dogs' position. He wanted to avenge his brothers and kill the operators of the iron pipe, but the cowardly people on the other side
The Han dogs obviously didn't give him this chance. Before he could run a step further, he was shot through the throat by an arrow flying towards him.
The one who shot this arrow was Liu Ziguang. He used a precise shooting method. Every arrow was sure to hit, and it hit the throat. Wu Sangui next to him was dumbfounded. Although his archery skills were not bad, he was not as good as Liu Ziguang.
In a simple comparison, he is still clearly at a disadvantage, because General Liu shoots three arrows every time!
It is obviously unrealistic to rely on ten chariot crossbows, hundreds of archers and sparse iron caltrops to block the charge of 1,500 elite Qing cavalry. Even if they use the human sea tactic to fill them up, they can still attack. Liu Ziguang would have already
With countermeasures in mind, Antony's heavy infantry company had already connected its spears. When the cavalry rushed over, they would be greeted by a more violent rain of arrows and an attack of eight feet of spears.
Ebilong felt that he had kicked an iron plate this time, but he was also more convinced that the Han dogs on the opposite side were cowards. They did not dare to come out openly to challenge, so they would hide behind and shoot arrows. Hate! Endless hatred surged into his heart.
, we must kill every one of them, no, we must capture them alive and torture them slowly!
Ebilong shouted even more majestically, "Kill the Han dogs!" The surrounding flag soldiers were refreshed, and then they all shouted "Kill the Han dogs!" Facing the rain of arrows, they did not hesitate.
He rushed over in fear.
The flag soldiers shouted in Manchu, which Liu Ziguang couldn't understand. He asked Wu Sangui next to him: "Wu Qianhu, why are the Tatars shouting so excitedly, as if they were injected with chicken blood."
Wu Sangui hesitated and replied: "What they shouted was to kill the Han dogs. The Tatars are unwilling to suffer heavy losses and are already red-eyed. If we let them rush in, I'm afraid we will suffer a loss."
Liu Ziguang was furious, he drew his bow and shot an arrow at the first person who yelled. This time he only shot one arrow, and the carved feather arrow whizzed away and went straight to Ebilong. After all, Ebilong was an old soldier.
Hearing the sound of breaking through the sky, he rushed towards his door. He suddenly raised his shield, and with a "clang" sound, the powerful force actually shook him off his horse. He rolled to avoid being trampled by the horse's hooves behind him.
Only then did he notice that a hole had been shot out of the iron shield in his hand, and his hand was numb. It was so powerful. It was unimaginable that there was such a powerful guy among Han dogs.
The flag soldiers did not change their charge because of the general's fall. Everyone continued to rush forward. Victory was in sight. You could see the helmets of the Han dogs shaking behind the cart. Hurry, faster, and they will be able to replace them immediately.
The brothers who died on the road took revenge!
Suddenly, the Han dogs shouted, and hundreds of people showed up together, each holding a wooden box in their hands. An old soldier couldn't help but exclaimed, "Liannu!"
It is the Zhuge Liannu. The melee power of this weapon is very amazing. The iron arrows are very sharp, and they are boiled in poison. As long as it hurts a little flesh, it can quickly cause a coma. In serious cases, it can also cause people to fall into coma on the spot.
Death. Except for Zhamuhe's light cavalry company who had detoured in advance, the remaining more than 600 people each had a Zhuge Liannu. Each crossbow had twenty arrows in its magazine. If we talk about the arrows just now,
If the rain was moderate, then the current rain of arrows was a heavy rain. Twelve thousand arrows fell on the hundreds of cavalrymen who were lucky enough to rush forward in a matter of seconds.
The first ones to suffer were the war horses. They had no armor or shields. A large number of the war horses fell to the ground wailing, dressed like large hedgehogs. The fallen flag soldiers were also quickly shot down. They wanted to fight back with bows and arrows.
But the opponent didn't give them a chance at all. Zhuge Liannu was able to reload very quickly. He just grabbed a handful of arrows and put them into the magazine. There were magnets on the magazine to ensure that the arrows were fired when the shooting angle was too large.
The arrows would not slip out, and the death battalion was full of veterans. When the cavalry rushed forward, they loaded and fired without changing their expressions, as if they were not shooting ferocious enemies, but wild ducks in the pond. The two hundred coachmen also
To be clear, Zhuge is also an expert at playing crossbow. He shoots where there are many people. The flag soldiers were miserable, being shot and killed in large numbers on the charging road without any cover.
The two steam cannons could shoot again. Liu Ziguang came up with the idea of tying two balls with iron chains, so there were only two bullets. However, the new platoon leader of the artillery platoon, Zhao Zhangcheng, took off his clothes and wrapped them.
He picked up a large ball of caltrops and climbed outside the vehicle formation to reload the artillery shells. Because the artillery vehicle was part of the vehicle formation, he could not turn the gun body to reload to prevent the enemy from taking the opportunity to rush in, so he could only risk climbing out to reload the shells.
The surrounding artillerymen quickly concentrated their firepower to cover the platoon leader's actions.
Zhao Zhangcheng crawled nimbly on the barrel, dodging the flying bows and arrows. He reached the muzzle three times, stuffed a ball of caltrops into the barrel, then took out the wooden stick from his waist and pounded it inside hard.
The clothes were wrapped very loosely and easily fell into the barrel, but the air tightness may be affected to a certain extent.
Zhao Zhangcheng couldn't care anymore. Just as he was about to climb back, Zhao Zhangcheng was suddenly hit by an arrow in his back. He stretched out his hand to pull out the arrow from his back, but couldn't reach it after grabbing it twice. He smiled at his comrades with difficulty and left.
The gun barrel fell down, the artillerymen shouted in unison, and fired angry crossbow arrows in the direction of the surprise attack platoon leader's arrows. For a moment, they even forgot to fire.
More than a dozen flag soldiers rushed over with their shields. They wanted to kill the guy loading the cannonballs. Zhuge's crossbows jingled on their shields. Seeing that the platoon leader was about to be chopped into a pulp, an artilleryman finally remembered
The cannon hadn't even been fired yet, so I hurriedly pulled the gun rope, and the muzzle of the cannon was pointed in the direction of the dozens of flag soldiers. There was a loud bang, and hundreds of iron caltrops fell on them like a rain of death. In an instant, more than a dozen flag soldiers were killed.
More than a dozen horses were knocked to the ground. The sharp caltrop shot was so powerful that the areas hit by it were all bloody and bloody. Some of the guys who were hit in the face were beaten to the point where their facial features were almost invisible. The flag soldiers were stunned for a moment.
He stopped, but soon realized that the cannon could not be fired again quickly, so he roared and continued to charge. However, taking advantage of this gap, the artillerymen had already rescued the injured Zhao Zhangcheng.
The flag soldiers relied on the human sea tactic and stepped on the flesh and blood of their brothers and horses to finally rush to the chariot formation. Some cavalry jumped directly from their horses, jumped on the top of the chariot, drew their sabers and slashed, even though they were hit by several Zhuge.
The crossbow arrows did not retreat.
The battle situation was chaotic, and more brave flag soldiers rushed over. The horses could not enter the car formation, so they dismounted and climbed in. Finally, they arrived in front of these cowardly Han dogs, and they could finally fight hand-to-hand.
What greeted them were spears eight feet long and the same brave Ming army. As the saying goes, one inch long, one inch strong. The flag soldiers holding sabers could not deal with such long weapons. Moreover, they found that the opponents holding spears could not defeat them at all.
They are not Ming military uniforms, but aliens wearing high-end armor. They have tall noses, blue eyes, white skin, and all kinds of people with black skin and brown skin! Of course, there are Han people too. The common characteristic of these people is one word: ruthless! Take action.
Decisive, ruthless, and quick in action, he is definitely not an ordinary Ming army.
The enemy and we have been mixed together, and the crossbows have lost their effect. When the two armies meet, the brave will win. This kind of hand-to-hand combat depends on the usual training level and the fighting will of the soldiers. These people under Ebilong are all the generals under Prince Rui, Obai.
The elite soldiers who have been trained by themselves have experienced hundreds of battles and are invincible. Regardless of their riding skills, archery skills, and sword skills, they are all top-notch. Even the Zhenghuang Banner Xiaoqi Cavalry Battalion may not be their opponent. The four hundred infantrymen of the Death Battalion
They are also excellent breeds that have survived all kinds of hardships. They are able to fight hard, have good physical fitness, and have strong fighting passion. At this moment, the two groups of people are like two iron streams colliding together. One side is full of anger, and the other side is waiting for work.
It can be considered that they are equally matched, but the weapons and armor of the death battalion are more sophisticated. The sound of gold and iron clashing, and the muffled sound of weapons entering flesh can be heard from time to time. On top of the chariot, below, there is a melee everywhere, with flesh and blood, broken arms, and human heads.
Flying around.
Liu Ziguang drew his Baihong Sword and shouted: "Follow me!" He led his soldiers and rushed into the melee. Seeing such a scene, Wu Sangui couldn't help but get excited. He drew his saber and led several Ming army flag officers who had been eager to try. He also followed closely
Liu Ziguang joined the battle.
Liu Ziguang was like a tiger in a pack of wolves. He used the Baihong Sword as if he had practiced it for nothing. The flag soldiers would die if they touched it, and they would die if they touched it. This was the first time the Baihong Sword had killed anyone and caused blood in his hands. The sharp blade
The cut on the flag soldier's cloth-covered copper-nailed armor was as smooth as cutting tofu. Gradually, no one dared to come close to him in a large circle with him as the center.
Anthony and several other company commanders, as well as Wu Sangui, also stood alone, killing the Qing troops and retreating continuously, leaving dead and wounded everywhere.
The battle between the Qing army and the Ming army relied entirely on their proficiency with bows and horses and their high morale. When they entered Shanhaiguan in the early years, a single powerful Qing soldier could chase tens of thousands of Ming troops and flee for their lives. Now it is no better than it was back then. It has been more than ten years of comfort.
Life had worn away the fighting spirit of the warriors, but the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty gradually regained their courage. Relying on advanced weapons and sufficient logistics, they could almost always gain a slight upper hand in siege warfare, positional warfare, and defensive warfare.
Such an encounter was not a match for the Qing army.
But today's situation is very different. The iron caltrops scattered on the ground earlier showed that the opponent was well prepared. The seemingly endless crossbow arrows and Zhuge Lian's crossbows were beyond everyone's expectations. Now they are so powerful.
He rushed forward to fight in hand-to-hand combat, but he was not defeated at all. Even Yuan Chonghuan's personal troops were not so powerful. And that young general, who danced with a sword like the wind, so many brave brothers could not survive in front of him.
He was hacked to death as soon as he made a move, which was probably the case for General Obai. Who were these people? A trace of timidity gradually appeared in the hearts of the flag soldiers.
Ebilong looked around and saw that there were only more than 300 soldiers who were still fighting, which was significantly less than the opponent. The brothers were surrounded by enemies in groups of two and three, and they were gradually eliminated with spears, knives, and Zhuge crossbows.
If this continues, the whole army will be wiped out in a moment. No, we must not leave the lives of all the brothers here unknown. We must leave some seeds, and we must return to the camp to report to the general and ask General Aobai to come and give us
revenge.
With tears in his eyes, Ebilong shouted "Withdraw!" As soon as the order was given, the flag soldiers turned around and walked away looking for rideable horses. They could ride alone or two people and quickly leave the battlefield to die.
The battalion did not pursue them, but just restarted their crossbows and fired parabolic arrows at an elevated angle to see them off.