Standing on the high slope, Da Zhuang could really see that more than 300 steps ahead, more than 500 cavalry were standing in front of the woods, each with distinctive armor. There were iron leaves embedded in these armors to enhance their strength.
For its protective power, each person's cotton armor is nailed with thick copper nails, and the general's chest is inlaid with shiny goggles. In addition to the tall iron helmet with red tassel, everyone's armor is bright red.
s color.
"These Tatars are all under the red flag." Dazhuang, who already knew the Qing soldiers very well, put down his telescope and said to Mr. Qian beside him: "Tell the brothers to put the Tatars within 150 steps before opening fire, otherwise
The Tatars will be scared away."
In front of Zaozhuang, hundreds of stout cavalry were riding steadily on their horses, with arrogant looks on their faces. After running for a while, the horses under them kept waving and snorting, and their mouths and noses were sprayed with thick smoke.
of white gas.
One of the leaders, Jiala Zhangjing, looked at the Ming army waiting in front, with a look of contempt on his face, and said to the people around him in Manchu: "These Han people are so stupid, so many people are evenly scattered in such a
In a long and narrow area, as long as we hit a certain place with our troops, we can overwhelm them without even using a stick of incense. Sheep are sheep after all, and no matter how many there are, they can only be eaten."
The cavalrymen next to them also laughed loudly: "My lord, you are right. Sheep are sheep after all. No matter how many there are, they can only become delicacies in the mouths of wolves. Sir, let's rush over and annihilate them in one fell swoop!"
"Don't be anxious, we'd better be careful and follow the rules." This Jia La Zhangjing was not dazzled by his arrogance. He found that the Ming troops had already spread iron calabash in front of them and put down their resistance.
I was afraid that the loss would be too great if the cavalry attacked, so I adopted a step-by-step approach.
Under his order, more than a hundred Qing soldiers quickly dismounted. Under the leadership of two Fende Bashiku, they began to slowly push forward.
Da Zhuang looked at Hua Nuan's approaching Qing soldiers and said with a disdainful smile, "These Tatars still haven't made much progress and are still doing the same thing. Order the brothers to start reloading, and make sure they never come back."
While talking, a number of Qing soldiers on one side slowly approached the Ming army's defense line. The heavy armored soldiers were still in front, and the light-armored archers were behind. At this time, a group of Qing soldiers also pressed over from the other side. Several Qing soldiers in front were
The men were extremely stout. They held huge shields in their left hands, and long heavy knives or half-moon hatchets in their right hands. They all looked fierce. Their appearance was enough to make a child stop crying.
Seeing this, Da Zhuang was stunned for a moment, "Hey, the Tatars have learned to be smart, and they actually know how to attack separately."
While talking, the Qing soldiers had already approached the Ming army's defense line at a distance of 1,670 steps. This distance was completely within the range of the riflemen. However, the soldiers who had not yet received the order could only watch the Qing soldiers step by step.
As they approached, some sharp-eyed soldiers had even seen clearly the appearance of the Qing soldiers.
The soldiers and horses of the Manchu Qing Zhenghong Banner were under the jurisdiction of Dabeile Daishan. At this moment, they did not know that the Ming army on the opposite side was already an army armed to the teeth in this era. At this moment, they were satisfied with their ambitions.
Their initial victory in entering the Pass filled their hearts with arrogance, and they were full of contempt for the Ming army that dared to stand in front of them.
Finally, a loud shout came from the Ming army's camp: "Everyone, prepare. Load and load!"
"Crash!" The soldier at the front immediately took out the fixed gunpowder and began to load the ammunition into the gun chamber.
The Qing soldiers are getting closer and closer, and now everyone can clearly see the appearance of the Qing soldiers on the opposite side. The leading Qing soldier wears red cotton armor and has a black tassel on his helmet. The flag is high behind him. This person is
One of the soldiers of the Qing Dynasty, Fende Bashiku, saw that he must be wearing three layers of heavy armor. The bright goggles on his chest were dazzling in the daytime. At this moment, he was holding a giant shield.
, holding a tiger-headed spear in his hand and approaching the Ming army.
Soon the Qing soldiers were pushed to a distance of a hundred degrees, and suddenly there was a loud shout from the Ming army's defense line: "Fire!"
Following the order, bursts of dull gunfire rang out from the front. Da Zhuang, who was standing at the front, saw the giant Fende Bashiku who was rushing at the front and the dozen or so horse-armored soldiers around him holding huge weapons.
The shields were shattered by the flying projectiles, and spurts of blood immediately erupted from the heavy armor on their bodies. They staggered and were knocked to the ground one by one.
After being promoted to a guerrilla general, Da Zhuang no longer needed to go to the front line to direct the soldiers to fire. Naturally, he had the commander Qian below to take command.
After Da Zhuang only heard a series of gunshots, not long after, the second order to fire came again.
"Second discharge!"
As the first row of riflemen retreated and the second row stepped forward, there was another burst of white smoke and loud noises. The Qing soldiers who rushed up screamed and were knocked to the ground. Projectiles as thick as their little fingers were hit by huge kinetic energy.
It tore apart their armor easily under the push, and rolled rapidly inside their bodies, turning their internal organs into a pile of mud.
These Qing soldiers were also experienced. When charging, they hid their heads in the giant shield to prevent the most vulnerable parts from being hit by the opponent's arrowheads. Their wish came true, because compared to the body, the head target was much smaller.
Many, very few Qing soldiers were hit in the head by projectiles.
But they didn't know that the fate of those who were not hit in the head by the projectiles was even worse. Those whose body parts were shot did not die so quickly. The indescribable pain made them unbearable. These people are usually known for their bravery.
The vests couldn't bear it anymore. They lay on the ground and rolled around, crying desperately.
After a Qing soldier who was hit in the abdomen was shot, the blue-grey field flowed out, but he seemed not to see it. He staggered and struggled to crawl towards himself on the cold ground, letting the green-grey color flow out.
His intestines were dragged five or six meters behind him, and finally he fell to the ground motionless. By the time he closed his eyes, the intestines behind him were already frozen and stiff.
"Keep shooting!"
As the shooting continued, a strong white mist filled the entire Ming army's defense line, and the choking smoke was accompanied by coughing sounds from time to time.
Seeing that Byakugan had blocked his sight, the voice of President Qian came from the defense line one after another, ordering the commanders to stop shooting.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and the white smoke dissipated a lot, but the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke still hung in the air. At this time, streams of blood came from the front. Through the hazy smoke, Da Zhuang could see clearly the other side.
Case.
At this time, the Qing soldiers were in a mess. Due to the large number of casualties of the horse-armor soldiers who rushed at the front, the auxiliary soldiers and archers behind were all in a mess. Some of them were running around, and some were rushing in.
In the iron caltrops, the sharp iron caltrops pierced into the soles of their feet. They couldn't help but fall to the ground in great pain. Such a large number of iron caltrops pierced into their bodies again. In a vicious circle, they were not
To be stabbed to death by a long pointed caltrop is to be killed by a rifleman in front.
The surviving archers of the Qing army had no hope of advancing and could only shoot arrows randomly from behind in despair. However, the arrowheads they shot out of desperation were not accurate. Even if they shot past, they could not shoot at such a long distance.
Missing target.
The riflemen of the Ming army stood on the defense line, watching the archers of the Qing army desperately firing their bows and arrows, but only a few arrowheads hit them, and finally fell weakly on the ground in front. Looking at the Qing soldiers'
Looking embarrassed, the soldiers raised their voices to everyone.
"Hahaha...it's so happy."
Looking at the Qing soldiers fleeing in all directions, Da Zhuang laughed. The Qing soldiers at this moment suffered heavy casualties. Most of the more than one hundred Qing soldiers in this wave had been killed and wounded. The remaining Qing soldiers were fleeing in all directions. Under the attack of Mini rifles
It is impossible to rush to the Ming army's formation under attack.
The Qing soldiers on the other side were also beaten to death by the Ming army. They were in a mess in front of the formation like headless flies. They wanted to use bows and arrows to shoot at each other with rifles, but they suffered too much in terms of range. If they charged, they would die.
, and the terrain of Zaozhuang was flat and the vision was wide, so the Qing soldiers had no shelter. In despair, the Qing soldiers turned into a mess in front of the formation.
Although they were in chaos, the Qing soldiers still did not dare to retreat, because two hundred steps behind them, their Jia La Zhangjing was looking at them with cold eyes, and more than a hundred archers stood holding long bows.
From the front, they knew that if anyone dared to retreat without authorization, the arrows in their hands would be shot without hesitation.
To advance is to die, and to retreat is also death. The Qing soldiers almost went crazy in despair. More than a dozen auxiliary soldiers, led by several infantrymen, launched a desperate charge towards the Ming army's defense line, but sporadic gunshots rang out.
Interrupted their final madness.
Under the blockage of dozens of Mini rifles, more than a dozen Qing soldiers, whether they were wearing three layers of heavy armor and vests holding heavy shields, or auxiliary soldiers wearing only one layer of cotton armor but with flexible bodies, could not escape the shooting.
A very fast mini bomb.
After the last gunshot, a hundred steps in front of the Ming army's formation, more than a dozen corpses of Qing soldiers were lying in random directions. The blood had stained the hard ground red. Some of them had been shot but were not dead.
The Qing soldiers lay on the ground and kept howling and rolling, creating the highest decibel sound they could make in their lives.
Under such a blow, this round of Qing soldiers' attack was officially declared to have collapsed. The remaining more than 20 Qing soldiers stared blankly ahead. Their companions had told them with their own blood that they had only one fate in recent days.
People can escape.
At this moment, there was a dull sound of horse hoofs behind the Ming army, and a large group of cavalry was approaching quickly from behind. Da Zhuang looked back and immediately shouted in surprise: "Sir, you are back!"
The person who came was Pang Gang, and he solemnly ordered: "Let the soldiers move the horses away and let the cavalry brothers attack!" (To be continued...)