As we camped for a few days, it was very lively with people coming and going.
On the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, it seemed that preparations were complete, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty specially invited a battle.
The letter was placed in front of Zhu Yixi.
Of course, he can also choose not to agree.
Just to defend the city.
However, the Manchu Qing army was huge and had many cavalry, which was enough to cut off the food route of the Dahe Guard Fort.
Either surround the point and call for reinforcements, or trap the Ming army to death.
No matter which choice is made, it is not the best for Zhu Yixi.
In comparison, a head-on battle is a good choice.
The situation will then be chaotic, with hundreds of thousands of people fighting together, and the chances of escape are high.
Where there is life, there is hope.
Although Zhu Yixi said something tough before, he was very honest physically. He still couldn't let go of the Ming Dynasty he had struggled for many years.
"Then tomorrow!"
Facing the silent gazes of the generals, the emperor spoke.
"General, I will obey your orders!"
With a roar, dozens of people moved together, and the hot breath filled the whole room.
On this day, it seemed that the sky was beautiful, the sky was clear, and the sunshine seemed to have specially removed the chill and made people feel warm.
As early as daybreak, the smoke was already burning at the fourth watch, soft meat cakes and fragrant broth were served, and all the troops, including the Beijing camp, feasted.
In order to replenish their physical strength, everyone carried hard vegetable pancakes the size of a human face in their arms. In this winter, they could even be used as goggles and were loved by the soldiers.
As soon as the sun appeared, the Ming army was ready to go.
Immediately, bursts of drums sounded from the top of the city, the sound was dull and rapid, and horns also sounded, encouraging people to move forward.
Many soldiers looked up and saw a huge banner, embroidered with gold threads, shining brightly in the sun.
Under the banner, a tall figure was surrounded, that was the emperor.
The soldiers cheered, as if they saw the emperor waving to them, and their morale instantly exploded.
Following military orders one after another, the soldiers formed a huge military camp. It took more than half an hour to barely complete it.
Jia Yan squinted his eyes and looked at the shining golden scroll, thinking in his heart that he had finally met the emperor.
But at this moment, there was a muffled sound of "rumbling, rumbling..." in the sky, waking him up from his thoughts. In his ears, it was like muffled thunder brewing in the clouds in the distance.
I saw, at the end of my vision, a thick black line on the horizon, and a large herd of horses spreading towards this direction.
It's like a wave of waves, and you can't see the edge at a glance.
He held the firegun tightly in his hand and the cold iron pipe seemed to give him comfort.
As a low-level officer and captain, he cannot move around and can only obey the military orders of his superiors. Now he can only wait in the queue without saying a word.
After waiting for a long time, Jia Yan felt his neck was a little sore. The white snow disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, followed by the armored Eight Banners Army.
Heavy infantry.
Today I finally met Jiannu.
Jia Yan sighed.
Being tall and thin also has advantages.
The Ming Dynasty was also crowded with people. Jia Yan looked up and saw that they were all wearing iron helmets, and the spears not far away looked like a forest.
A large number of long guns carried by two people were standing at the front, as if they had great intimidating power.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a gust of evil wind, and the flags on the military formation were blown "crackling".
Gu Yan
Jia Yan and others stood so hard that the soles of their feet were sore, and they did not dare to make the slightest move.
Many people looked up and saw that the large scroll on the city wall was still there, like a needle that fixed the sea, waiting for him to give orders.
Zhu Yixi also saw the Qing army's arrangements so carefully.
He saw Bai Xue transform into a Qing army.
In front of the huge military formation were Manchu and Qing heavy armored infantry in heavy armor.
The Jurchen heavy infantry was actually a mobile infantry on horseback. Each infantryman was equipped with three horses. The infantrymen arrived on the battlefield on horseback, then dismounted and formed a formation to meet the enemy.
Xu Guangqi once gave a detailed introduction to the Eight Banners: "The Eight Banners soldiers wore chainmail armor inside, and a layer of cotton armor outside the middle armor. Even the horses wore heavy armor. Their helmets could cover their faces. The Ming army's bows, arrows and muskets were very effective against the Eight Banners."
Soldiers can do no harm."
The thick armor almost hung down to their feet, and their entire bodies were covered in the armor, leaving no gaps.
Moreover, they held muskets in their hands, and if nothing else, they were blunderbuss.
The soldiers and artillery were arranged into three teams according to the flag, and the musketry infantry, with twelve people in each line, was deployed on the front line.
In front were the antlers and spearmen, and on the left and right were artillery and cavalry formations. The front was almost entirely constructed of firearms.
What caught his attention even more was that at the rear of the military formation, the red artillery pieces were particularly conspicuous and their speed was naturally extremely slow.
"The Manchu Qing Dynasty was so slow because it was hampered by artillery."
Zhu Yixi spoke with a heavy look on her face.
On his side, it's still the same.
In the past, the guns were hidden and tucked away, but today they were openly revealed, and the number of them reached 3,000.
The team is loose and has large gaps, showing a progressive pattern, which makes it easier for those in the back row to move forward, forming a continuous firepower.
The seven-foot-long barrel and the firecrackers held by two people shocked the Qing army.
After carrying the guns, there was a uniform combination of flintlocks, about 20,000 people, wearing armor, who could serve as both musketeers and spearmen.
The top of the flintlock gun is equipped with a bayonet.
Then there are the heavy armored infantry, who are responsible for fighting in the stalemate stage and thus forming a breakthrough.
For the Chinese army, medium-sized artillery such as Fran cannons were used as cover.
The spearmen were arranged on both wings, forming thick arms.
Considering that in this kind of battle, the contact area would be at most twenty to thirty thousand people, so the Huaihai Navy, which was barely powerful, acted as the rear army to suppress the formation.
In other words, the main force in this battle is still the Beijing camp.
In Jierhalang's eyes, the main force of the Manchu Qing Dynasty could only be the Manchu Eight Banners, not the Han Eight Banners and the Mongolian Eight Banners.
The capabilities of the Han Eight Banners were slightly inferior to the Manchu Eight Banners, while the Meng Eight Banners were not very obedient and only wanted to preserve their strength.
Therefore, Jierhalang only trusted the Eight Banners.
On the high platform, looking at the Ming army's lineup, Jierhalang's eyes focused on the raised guns and the Chinese army's artillery, and he immediately said:
"The key point lies in the central army, and the weak point lies in the rear army."
"Years of hunting experience tell us that bows and arrows should be shot where the prey loses the most blood, rather than where it kills."
"You are saying that the rear of the Ming army is the place where blood loss is most likely to occur."
Luck Dehun's eyes were sharp. He stared at the soldiers in front and said, "Those two men with spears seem to be quite powerful."
"The former army is a hard rock."
Hauge also confided: "There is no gap between the left and right wings, so we can only attack the rear army."
"It will be difficult for the rear army to do so with its back to the city."
Jirharang stroked his beard and said.
"Difficult? In front of the Eight Banners athletes, nothing is difficult in the world."