"Robbing them of their armors, weapons, and war horses~"
As the howling sounded, the Jurchens immediately rushed towards the Ming army.
Their fighting style is that they have no fighting skills. They all rely on the strong combat capabilities of the Jurchens. One Jurchen can often fight with several Ming troops.
These tens of thousands of Jurchens gathered together. If they fought head-on in the field, their combat power would be terrifying, enough to attack the Ming army composed of tens of thousands of people.
"Get ready~"
"Aim~"
Zhu Houzhao excitedly grasped his musket, held it firmly, and aimed at a Jurchen who was rushing at the front.
I saw that this Jurchen was very tall, wearing leather armor and holding a mace in her hand. Her head was bald except for a small rat tail at the back.
"You are my first target~"
Zhu Houzhao had a smile on his face.
This was the first time he went to the battlefield. He had no intention of being afraid. On the contrary, he was very excited. What he imagined in his mind was Wei Qing and Huo Qubing, and he admired General Feng Langju Xu.
This time, he finally got rid of Liu Jin and sneaked in. When he had the opportunity to personally participate in the battle, he became energetic.
"Only more than 10,000 people~"
"You are completely invincible. I would like to see how many of my 20,000 new troops are left after a round of musket fire. You are completely invincible."
Liu Jin was riding on his war horse and looked at the Jurchens who were rushing over.
In the era of cold weapons, they were indeed extremely powerful, but times have changed, and now they are gradually moving into a country in the era of hot weapons. No matter how strong the cold weapons are, they will eventually be eliminated.
Next to Liu Jin, Wang Shouren looked unhappy.
In his opinion, these Jurchens in front of him were all infantrymen with few horses. The ten thousand cavalry under his command were enough to easily eat them up.
But Liu Jin refused to give in and insisted on letting these new troops come.
This made him very unhappy, and the brothers under his command were also very unhappy. When they were eating meat, they actually asked everyone to step aside. Watching the new army eat meat, they could only wait and pick up some leftovers.
In fact, he didn't know that this was Liu Jin's reason for safety.
Liu Jin, who came from a later generation, was very aware of the Jurchens' combat prowess.
If you really think that cavalry can defeat the Jurchens, you are wrong.
Even if the infantry is against the cavalry, the Jurchens can be so strong that they can defeat the cavalry. They are so powerful.
Living among the white mountains and black waters for a long time, making a living by fishing and hunting, they have long developed the toughness of the Jurchens.
Wang Shouren's 10,000 cavalry are also very strong, but if they go head-to-head with the Jurchens, they will lose their reference. These 10,000 cavalry can be regarded as the most precious cavalry in the hands of the Ming Dynasty.
In the future, we will have to rely on these cavalry to sweep across the grassland and push across the grassland from east to west, but we cannot let it fall into the hands of the Jurchens.
Therefore, it is best to use new troops and muskets to deal with these Jurchens.
The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and soon, each other can clearly see the face of the opponent.
The Jurchens are particularly tough, especially the savage Jurchens. They look like savages, but they are also very tall, with a barbaric aura coming towards them.
"100 feet~"
"50 feet~"
"30 feet~"
"15 feet~"
"Fire~"
The officer in charge of directing the shooting constantly calculated the distance between the two sides, and when it reached 15 feet, he decisively ordered to fire.
"Bang~"
"Bang~"
There was a burst of intense gunfire accompanied by billowing white smoke.
Then the Jurchen army that was charging hard was like waves of wheat swept by the strong wind, or like huge waves hitting the rocks. The Jurchens at the front instantly fell down in large pieces.
"Second row~"
"Aim~"
"Fire~"
After the first batch of shots, the second row of long guns stretched out again, aimed and fired, all in one go.
"Bang~"
Another burst of intensive gunfire rang out, hitting the Jurchen army hard immediately, and those who rushed in front fell face to face.
"Third row~"
"Aim~"
"Fire~"
Like a machine, the third platoon quickly took aim and opened fire. Thick smoke accompanied by dense gunshots sounded, and the Jurchens attacked the army. Countless drops of blood suddenly appeared.
The Jurchens who rushed to the front fell down one by one.
The 20,000 new troops fired just one salvo, and the entire battlefield suddenly became quiet.
The Jurchens who were charging continuously were dumbfounded. Some lucky ones stood dumbly and looked around in disbelief.
The people who had originally charged with him all fell into a pool of blood, with holes all over their bodies and blood flowing freely. Some of the survivors were wailing.
As for the Jurchens who rushed behind, they were even more stupid. Looking at the corpses all around them and the familiar figures, their charging pace automatically stopped.
In just one salvo, 20,000 new troops each fired one shot. The hit rate was not very high, but thousands of people fell.
The dense formation impact encountered the dense musket formation, and the lethality was extremely terrifying, like a wave of harvesting wheat.
“First row~”
"Get ready~"
"Aim~"
"Fire~"
They didn't rush, but the Ming army had no intention of stopping, and the mechanical sound sounded again.
Suddenly there was another burst of thick smoke accompanied by intensive gunshots, and suddenly more figures continued to fall.
"Three rapid fire~"
"Fire~"
On the other side, the artillery here also opened fire.
"Boom~Boom~"
Hundreds of Miyun cannons began to spray out furious fire, making a deafening roar that resounded through the sky.
Cannonballs roared in the sky and soon fell among the Jurchens.
"touch~"
With the terrible inertia, the place where the shell fell was suddenly a mess of blood and flesh.
No matter how tall you are, no matter how tough you are, if you are hit by a cannonball, you will die without any body parts. Some of the cannonballs will even fall to the ground and continue to beat, leaving a trail of blood wherever they go.
.
The shells kept roaring, and the Jurchen army behind them was in chaos. Tuoluo and other Jurchen leaders were all scared and their faces turned pale.
This cannonball must have hit too far.
They saw with their own eyes that Badal was hit by a cannonball, and half of his body was smashed off.
"It's so scary~"
Tuo Yuanbao couldn't help but tremble at this time.
I have never seen such terrifying muskets and artillery. The range of the muskets is very long. The key is such a dense musket attack. The Jurchens' army charge is no different from death.
Although their bows and arrows were powerful, they could not hit the opponent at all. Even if they could hit the opponent, it would be difficult to cause any harm to the Ming army if the opponent was wearing armor.
The war had just begun, and they had not even gotten close to the Ming army, but thousands of people had already died, plus the roaring shells.
The entire Jurchen army was in chaos, completely in chaos.
The tribal leader was also afraid of death. He was running around like a headless fly. He was a little timid and even rode his horse to escape from here.
There were intensive attacks from hundreds of artillery pieces, and shells were roaring in the sky all the time, constantly falling on their heads. No one knew whether they would fall on them in the next second.
"Stand at attention~"
"Take a break~"
"Start and walk~"
On the other side, the Ming army was like a sophisticated machine. The Jurchens stopped charging and began to walk towards the Jurchen army with neat steps.
"Stand at attention~"
"Take a break~"
"Ready, aim~"
"Fire~"
When they got closer to the Jurchens, they began to line up in three rows. Rounds of thick smoke continued to rise. Accompanied by intensive gunfire, a large number of Jurchens continued to fall.
"Fortunately, these Jurchens don't have any horses. If we attack with cavalry, it's really hard to hurt them."
Liu Jin looked at everything on the battlefield with great satisfaction, and felt slightly happy in his heart.
At this time, the Jurchens had very few war horses, and there was no way to form cavalry, so the infantry under them were very safe.
Of course, with such a dense formation and the numerical advantage, there is no need to be afraid even when facing cavalry. They can also overthrow them with both men and horses.
"this?"
"This is the new army. This is too scary."
Jiang Ji, Yang Yu and other people from Liaodong Dusi who came with them were dumbfounded when they saw the scene in front of them.
Having been stationed here for a long time, they have seen the Jurchens' toughness and power, and know how powerful the Jurchens are.
In the past conflicts with the Jurchens, the Ming army never took any advantage. Often several Ming armies were no match for a single Jurchen.
But in front of them, there were only 20,000 new troops with muskets in their hands, and they actually defeated the Jurchens.
Simple rounds of volleys, accompanied by dense gunfire and bursts of smoke, the Jurchens fell down one after another, but they suffered no casualties.
The terrifying artillery attack struck directly at the Jurchens' rear heart. Hundreds of artillery salvos hit the Jurchens' rear leaders like headless flies and fled in all directions.
"Old Wang, it's your turn to attack~"
Liu Jin looked at Lao Wang beside him, and saw that there were still several thousand Jurchens left, but at this time they were completely defeated and they were all running away. It was obviously inappropriate for his musketeers to pursue them.
"Attack~"
Wang Shouren, who had long been unable to hold himself back, pulled out the long sword in his hand, swung the long sword, lightly clamped his feet, and suddenly like a white shadow, he shot towards the defeated Jurchens.
"Dong dong~"
As Wang Shouren attacked, the ten thousand cavalry who followed immediately rushed forward.
Five thousand elite cavalry of the Ming Dynasty, five thousand prairie cavalry.
Ten thousand war horses were galloping continuously, their armors shimmering in the sunlight, and the sabers and scimitars in their hands were raised high, killing the fleeing Jurchens from both wings like huge dark clouds.