The sky was getting darker and darker. As the distance got closer, all the Qing soldiers felt a sense of oppression. The war horses began to stir and neighed one after another. The instinct to fight and the desire to kill the enemy also made the soldiers neigh.
Their brains began to become congested with blood. Looking at the enemy forces on the opposite side that were several times their own, the initial panic had long since disappeared, leaving only the pleasure of conquest and slaughter.
"The Rakshasa invaded my land and killed my people. Today, let us tell them with the swords of our hands that it is time to pay with blood!"
"Warriors with yellow flags, use the enemy's head to prove your bravery and strength!"
"The emperor is waiting for the good news of our victory in the capital!"
Volha, followed by the two sergeants, ran around his team on horseback. He wanted to tell his subordinates that there was nothing to fear from the Rakshasa people, and that the rebels who had been brought in were even more cowardly.
One blow! As long as the fighting spirit of the warriors burns fiercely, any enemy who dares to stand in their way will fall apart! In this world, only our Eight Banners of Manchuria are the most powerful army!
After observing the opponent's fire gun soldiers, Volha decided to attack with all his troops, sparing no effort to attack these fire gun soldiers, forcing them to disperse, and then drove them towards the cavalry and Rakshasa troops like sheep.
Use the chaos to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop. It is undeniable that when Volha made this decision, he still took into account the notorious reputation of the Rakshasa soldiers. He was afraid that directly attacking those Rakshasa soldiers would not achieve the expected results, so
If they are unable to attack and counterattack passively, it is better to choose the fire rifle soldiers composed of Han, Sauron, Daur and Oroqen people to deal with them. It is simply too easy!
"Commander, what are they waiting for?"
Seeing that the people with the yellow flag were not moving, Deqiu was a little confused. The current situation was obvious. They had been surrounded. At this time, they should decisively choose a breakout point or strike first. How could they just wait for their opponents?
It was closing step by step. He was sincerely amused by Volha's shouting. Although not long ago, he was in awe of the Manchu Eight Banners, but his experience in Guanning Army told him that the Eight Banners were nothing more than mediocre.
Well, they were enemies in the past just because they didn't touch their opponents!
"They are waiting for the best time to strike."
Zhao Qiang pointed to the First Regiment of the Guards Division not far away and told Deqiu: "If my guess is correct, the target of Volha's attack is our fire rifle soldiers. The pre-war mobilization is over. I think he
It’s time to take action”
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the Qing army in front suddenly shouted, and then quickly rushed towards the First Regiment that was meeting with the army. Obviously, their target was the Guards Division.
"Damn it, you are really trying to trick me!"
Jiang Si, who was standing behind the formation, saw the Qing troops coming towards him and sneered: "Give them the order and let them go within fifty steps before shooting!" He added: "Anyone who disobeys the order will not be spared.
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"Yes, Qianhu!"
The ordering soldier was shuddered when he heard this. He could only shoot within fifty steps. This seemed a bit dangerous, but he was just stunned. He quickly rode along the formation and loudly conveyed the commander's order.
The distance of fifty steps is equivalent to the distance of 45 meters in later generations. This distance is very dangerous, because the cavalry charging at high speed will rush into the formation in a short time.
By slaughtering. Generally, fire cannon soldiers start shooting eighty steps away from the farthest distance that the fire cannon can shoot, in order to slow down the cavalry's attack speed and disrupt their charge formation. If the opponent is allowed to advance fifty steps
Within a step, that means that if one's own shooting fails to achieve suppressive results, the whole army will collapse, because the infantry with only fire guns is completely unable to resist the cavalry rushing in front of them at high speed.
But Jiang Si is not afraid. He believes that the Marshal's three-stage shooting is enough to make up for the shortcomings of distance. After a winter of training, he is also full of confidence in his subordinates. He is convinced that those Eight Banners soldiers who despise him will definitely attack him with concentrated fire.
His armor was thrown away under the attack, and he was completely defeated! Of course, another reason why he ordered that he could only shoot within fifty steps was for the sake of shooting effectiveness. Only one-third of his more than a thousand firecrackers had ever fired.
For actual combat, the other two-thirds were newly recruited recruits from the Han military camp. Their practical training with gunpowder was limited to a lack of gunpowder and could only be carried out a few dozen times. Most of the time they were
The team and orders are being trained in accordance with the commander's training requirements. This is the first battle after the winter training, and it is a battle personally deployed by the commander, and the opponent is the old rival Eight Banners Army, so Jiang Si must not only win
, but also to win beautifully. In order to maximize the effect of the fire gun shooting, he took a certain risk and set the timing of shooting within fifty steps. At this distance, even the worst soldier can shoot the enemy with his eyes closed!
"Qianhu, the Tatars are attacking the Guards Division!"
The cavalry watched helplessly as hundreds of Qing troops rushed towards the infantry, but they could only stand by, all anxious. Hundreds of households had come to ask for battle many times, but they were all rebuked by Qianhu Malong. Again.
When a commander-in-chief ran over anxiously, Ma Long refused to let him say a word and cursed: "Why are you so anxious? We are just waiting for a good show! We cavalry can't take over this battle, we have to let the infantry brothers perform."
Come on. You are just worrying about it, why are you so anxious? The emperor is not anxious but the eunuch is, so get back here!"
"Yes, Qianhu!" The commander-in-chief was so reprimanded that he did not dare to say a word and retreated in despair.
Wu Si is not in a hurry at all. He has a brigade from the Guards Division, plus three hundred non-commissioned officers from his own teaching brigade, as well as Grifsky's Cossack brigade. Even if the Guards Division is completely wiped out,
He also had no doubt that the hundreds of Qing troops with yellow flags were destined to die in Mergen. However, the commander's previous order required that the Guards Division send a regiment to participate in the battle to test the combat effectiveness of the firecrackers against the cavalry.
, in order to learn lessons and experience in the war against the Qing Dynasty, so that the Guards Division can play a greater role. Therefore, Wu Si was happy to watch the battle on the sidelines. In fact, he still had doubts about the combat effectiveness of the Fire Gun Soldiers, especially against the Eight Banners.
As for the cavalry, Wu Si was not optimistic at all. You must know that the Wu army's battalions equipped with muskets were almost always defeated by the cavalry, which was of no use at all. The real solution to the battle had to rely on broadswords and spears!
I hope that the Fire Gun Soldiers that the Marshal has worked so hard to build can work as well as the Marshal imagined! Wu Si glanced at the motorcade in the distance and wondered if the Marshal was here now. He received a letter from Zhao Qiang’s escort.
Later, Wu Si learned that Zhao Qiang had ventured to the capital, and could not help but worry about Zhao Qiang's safety. On the day he received the order, he sent people to Jax to mobilize troops, and he took people to Morgan on the same day. After a few days of waiting,
, Wu Si has been worried about what happened to Zhao Qiang. In that case, Guan Ning's army will be ruined. "Only the general can command Guan Ning's army, and only he can lead it."
The brothers rushed into the pass, but I, Wu Si, don’t trust anyone except him!" This is what Wu Si often said to his subordinates.
By the time his subordinates had completed their acceleration preparations and were less than a hundred steps away from the opponent's array of fire cannons, Volha looked at the young enemies with disdain, "Idiots, if you don't fire, you will only be cut down!"
"For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, for the sake of the emperor, kill!" Zuo Lingba Ge took the lead and ran at the front of the team. The black holes of the gun made him tremble a little, but after taking a look at his plate armor, he felt confident.
Waving their long swords and shouting, they rushed forward. The Qing soldiers who followed them heard Master Zuoling's call and followed him with a "hu" sound. They were also calculating the distance from which the other party would fire.
One hundred steps, ninety steps, eighty steps. When they found that they had rushed to the opponent's distance of less than sixty steps, and the opponent still didn't fire, the ecstasy spread quickly. These elites with yellow flags who had experienced hundreds of battles knew all too well what was left.
What significance does distance have on victory?
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
When Bage and other Qing troops rushed within fifty steps, the sound of gunfire finally sounded, and a black smoke immediately rose from the battlefield, followed by the screams and screams of the men and horses. The sound of gunfire also made the charging Qing Dynasty
The soldiers were convinced that they finally opened fire. The casualties of their companions were not something they considered. They only knew that they had not been hit by the opponent's fire, which meant that they could safely and boldly break into the enemy's formation, and then wildly harvest lives.
"rush!"
After the sound of gunfire, Volha ordered his men to continue charging without hesitation. Everyone in the Qing army was also brave. If they don't charge at this time, it will be worse!
The rebels' muskets can only be fired once, and they must be recharged before they can be fired! It's a pity that you have no chance! Volha was watching the cavalry on the way to the charge. He was very worried about the ragtag Rakshasa.
The cavalry will rush over at this time, and then your plan to attack its weak point and defeat its army will be defeated. Fortunately, those Rakshasa officers were too stupid. They naively thought that the fire gun soldiers could fight against their own cavalry alone.
, you are so stupid, this stupid decision will be your biggest regret in this battle! Seeing that the person at the front has already rushed to forty steps, Volha couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the situation has been decided!
The Qing soldiers with yellow flags who roared "Aoao" rushed forward excitedly, as if they were cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered. At this time, there was no doubt in their eyes, and there was no longer any fear of firing cannons. They knew
It was impossible for these barbarian troops to fire those fire sticks again! Unexpectedly, after their horses ran a few steps, they heard another blast of "Bang! Bang! Bang!". Correspondingly, the gunmen rushing in front heard
Dozens of riders fell to the ground like kites that had lost their string.
Huh?! Volha was startled by the sound of the gunfire, but he quickly ignored it. These rebels are cunning and know that they have room for a second strike. Unfortunately, you no longer have any means to stop them.
The sharp blade of my Eight Banners warrior!
"rush!"
Volha roared with all his strength, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty glare, and he raised his sword high, pointing directly at an enemy soldier who was squatting on the ground and busy loading medicine.
Just as their commanders thought, the Qing troops showed their ferocious faces and pounced on the gun soldiers.
Kneel down and take a stab from me!
But what is absolutely unexpected is that the rebels on the opposite side who have fired their cannons are not afraid of the Qing troops who are about to rush in front of them. They either suddenly squat down or quickly retreat to the back row, and
During these changes, there were always two teams of hundreds of firecrackers holding up their firecrackers in a balanced manner.
The opponent's change, Volha, also arrived, but there was only a brief hesitation, because time did not allow him to think about it anymore. There were still twenty steps left. As long as he broke through these last twenty steps, everything would be over.
Reality shattered Volha's fantasy. When he heard the sound of fire cannons ringing again, he was stunned. The first two rounds of fire cannons made at least half of his subordinates lose their combat effectiveness. Now there is another round, and next to him
There will be less than half of the people left!
Bastards! When the warriors who followed him through life and death fell in despair in front of the rebels, Volha became furious: These cunning barbarians, you are so despicable!
However, now Volha couldn't even curse, because just after the third round of firecrackers was fired, there was another firing of firecrackers from the opposite side, and then all the Qing troops who had not fallen came to let them
It was an extremely terrifying scene. Groups of gunmen loaded with medicine began to take the initiative to attack, but their manpower was less than a hundred. Their fallen companions and injured horses became the biggest obstacles to continuing the charge.
, the remaining hundreds of Qing troops could no longer charge towards each other.
How could it be possible? How could it be possible! More than half of the people were dead, but they could not even touch the sides of the opponent. Volha felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. What kind of magic were these Rakshasa people's fire gun soldiers using? Why weren't they the same as those Han people?
How about using a firecracker?
"Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw!"
I don’t know whether it was God’s blessing or his own good luck. Bage was not hit by the fire cannon, and he was not injured at all. However, looking at the situation in front of him, he knew that his side was defeated. If he didn’t run away, those fire cannon players would
They would fire at him at close range. He was still very loyal. When he turned the horse's head to retreat, he grabbed the leader's horse rope and pulled him to run back together. As they ran,
The remaining hundreds of Qing soldiers hurriedly shouted and ran back in disbelief. At this moment, they no longer had the ambition and arrogance they had just now. They looked at everything. They only knew that this was hell.
, it’s the Hall of Hell, it’s a trap that can swallow up human lives.
"Go clean up the mess!"
The results of the Fire Gun Soldiers shocked everyone on the battlefield. When the hundreds of Qing troops with yellow flags were finished, Ma Long stayed still for more than ten seconds before bursting into laughter, then waved his riding whip and attacked those
The hundred households and general bannermen who also stared straight-up ordered the charge.
Wu Si was also stunned by the scene that happened in front of him. The first thing he thought of was that it was no wonder that the commander spent so much money to form a firearms team. It turned out that these firearms troops could really defeat the Eight Banners Cavalry!
"Don't be stunned, leave it to me to beat up the drowned dog!" With an order, the rearguard division, the teaching brigade, and the Cossack brigade rushed towards the remnants of the Qing army like tigers on the mountain. The Russian soldiers in the Cossack brigade fought
From the beginning, they looked down on these so-called Eight Banners powerful forces. If Guan Ningjun had allowed them to take the lead, the battle would have been over long ago. Now that they finally got the order to attack, they all rushed over with a roar, fearing that they would be left behind, because those
The heads of the Qing people were regarded as military merits! If the cavalry had snatched them away, then this trip would have been in vain.
"Sir, their cavalry is coming!"
Looking at the flood of Rakshasa cavalry and infantry, Bage almost cried. His survival instinct made him drag the already confused leader and run around with the remaining troops, but he couldn't get out.
Being heavily surrounded on three sides, and the retreat route being blocked by the damn Sauron's motorcade, this would cause trouble for the sky and the earth.