The white snow under Ruzhou City was swept away at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing large tracts of hay, which made the horses neigh with joy.
As for the Qin army, the two military camps at the corners were swept away like snowflakes. A large number of troops were forced to break through and came to the base of the city wall.
Tens of thousands of infantrymen formed a formation and slowly moved towards the city wall without any hesitation and without any intention of escaping for their lives.
At this time, the Eight Banners cavalry was stunned: Should the Ming army flee into the city if they did not stay?
I saw that the gate of Ruzhou City was still closed.
"How is this going?"
Duduo was stunned. He looked at the closed city gate and the Ming army, all wearing armor and retreating slowly in an orderly formation. He was really surprised.
According to past rules, the Ming army should panic, trample, kill each other, and then rush into the city.
The Eight Banners cavalry followed closely behind them, laughing and forcing them to break their morale, and then took advantage of the situation to charge into the city.
"No matter how you look at it, it feels strange."
Geng Zhongming also felt something was wrong. The scene in front of him was completely different from what he expected.
This group of Ming troops not only formed a formation to protect themselves, but also retreated under the city wall without haste, as if they were at ease.
Kong Youde squinted his eyes and couldn't help but say: "Although it is not a military camp, this military formation is just like a military camp, without any flaws."
Naturally, it is impossible for the cavalry to attack the military formation, which would be no less than falling into a swamp and losing mobility.
At the top of the city, the Ming army remained indifferent, as if they had given up.
So the Eight Banners wandered near the military formation, about eighty paces away, stopped their horses, bent their bows and shot arrows.
It is extremely difficult for a cannon to reach such a distance.
Just like on TV, people who shoot arrows while riding horses are rare. Their accuracy is also very poor and they must stop and stabilize.
"咻咻咻——"
The sky was densely packed with parabolas, accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, shooting towards the Ming army who had formed formations to protect themselves.
"Shield——"
A large number of shields were raised, blocking most of the damage.
But some unlucky guys were still shot and screamed in agony.
"coming!"
Chen Dong listened to the constant sound of piercing the air in his ears, the clatter of shields, and people being hit by arrows from time to time. He felt happy and shouted: "Forward, forward -"
In an instant, the military formation in the east suddenly moved violently, and kept marching forward under the rain of arrows.
When had the Eight Banners Army seen someone so unafraid of death? The bows and arrows in their hands shot faster.
"Raise the gun——"
Wow!!
When he was about sixty steps closer, the gun that was hiding under the shield suddenly revealed its deep and huge barrel, aiming forward.
"Ignite, launch—"
The Eight Banners Army was still firing arrows and didn't care about the Ming army sixty paces away. After all, no matter how powerful the muskets were, they would lose their accuracy fifty paces away.
For a gun raised, the damage within a hundred steps is still astonishing.
Nearly a thousand guns were raised and exposed, and the smell of saltpeter and sulfur continued to spread.
"Bang, bang, bang--"
Suddenly, like the sound of artillery, but in fact it was the raising of a musket, there was a loud noise, and countless white smoke rose in the ice and snow.
"What is this sound?"
Duduo was stunned and looked around hurriedly.
To the east, the Ming army, which was like a shrunken turtle, suddenly heard the sound of huge gunfire.
It is larger than the shotgun and smaller than the red-coated artillery gun. It is somewhere in between, but not like the French cannon or the squatting tiger cannon.
The Eight Banners disciples, who were standing there and firing continuously, were suddenly attacked by unexpected projectiles.
The projectile of the gun is more than twice that of the blunderbuss, about 1.6 centimeters, and the range is farther than 200 steps.
Now, within sixty steps, huge projectiles hit the bodies of people and horses, immediately showing bloody holes the size of a baby's fist.
According to the current conditions, there is no need for rescue.
Just one shot is enough to kill.
"Puff puff--"
After a volley, hundreds of cavalry fell instantly and were bound to die.
Immediately, the man behind raised his gun and fired again.
"Bang bang bang——"
In an instant, hundreds more cavalrymen landed.
At this time, the Eight Banners Army finally came to its senses and hurriedly withdrew to both sides without having time to think.
The third round of volleys had already arrived, once again injuring hundreds of people.
In just such a short period of time, nearly a thousand Eight Banners were killed and wounded, which was the gains made by Guan Ning's army in several years.
When Duduo saw it, his eyes were split.
Before he had time to react, the Ming army in the west went "boom, boom, boom--" and the sound of artillery was loud.
This was a sound he was familiar with - the Crouching Tiger Cannon, the Franchise Cannon.
Hundreds of artillery finally revealed their true appearance, pouring out cannonballs ferociously, and the cavalry suffered hundreds of casualties again.
"good very good!"
Duduo smiled ferociously, more than a thousand people were killed or injured, and Xiangbai Qi was already injured.
"After the city is broken, no chickens or dogs will be left behind. I want tens of thousands of Ming troops to be buried with them!"
"You Han Eight Banners should follow suit and don't fall into the trap."
"Where's the red cannon? Aim at Ruzhou City!!!!"
Duduo said rather madly.
But at this moment, suddenly a large number of artillery sounds rang out from the top of the city, the sound of the red cannon that he was familiar with.
Dozens of red cannons, with a diameter of two miles below the city, were pouring cannonballs continuously.
The red iron balls draw beautiful parabolas, thinking of the Qing army crowded like ants.
Both cavalry and infantry were attacked without distinction.
As long as there is a little friction, it will either die or be disabled.
Dozens of iron balls swept all the way with great power.
However, since the snow was cleared and the ground was exposed, the iron ball bounced uncontrollably again, causing a second injury.
The Ming army huddled under the corner, outside the moat, looking at the miserable scene in front of them unharmed.
At this time, Duduo suddenly calmed down: "The Ming army also has red cannons."
But at this time, he fell into embarrassment.
If the red cannon is aimed at the city wall or the Ming army, then the distance must be shortened.
In this way, the artillery on the city would be in a commanding position and have a longer range, enough to cover one's own red cannon.
If twenty red cannons were lost because of the city of Ruzhou, Duduo had no doubt that he would be beaten again.
Just when he was hesitating, suddenly outside Ruzhou City, a large number of Ming troops directly formed and attacked.
At this time, the morale of the Qing army, whose rhythm was disrupted by dozens of red cannons and whose cavalry was wandering around and out of formation, had plummeted.
Of course, the death and injury of thousands of Eight Banners disciples aroused their blood, but the huge damage made everyone tremble.
"What are you afraid of? The Han army has formed a formation and the cavalry is roaming. We have the advantage in numbers."
Although the red cannon on the opposite side still displays its power, as long as you stay away from its attack range, you will be safe.
"etc!"
Suddenly, Duduo's eyes were stunned.
I saw the two armies, like two giant hands, slowly moving towards their own red cannon.
"No, their target from the beginning was our red cannon!"
Duduo suddenly realized that he understood everything. Those two military camps were just fishing bait, just to lure out his red cannon.