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Chapter 67 The decisive moment

Seeing the shield chariot for the first time, Zhu Yixi was a little stunned.

Although I don’t understand the origin of this thing, as expected, the defensive function of this shield vehicle is extremely powerful.

After all, during the Anti-Japanese War, the humidified quilt on the table could even withstand machine guns!

The people watching the battle on the city wall were a little distracted and didn't know much about this kind of thing.

"Which of you has seen it?"

Only then, one of the Yulin generals, You Shiwei's cousin You Zhaiwen, saw that everyone was confused, and he stepped forward and explained to the emperor:

"Your Majesty, my cousin You Shiwei, who will fight against Jiannu at the border, is called a shield chariot. It is extremely tough and cannot be broken by bullets."

"The infantry covering them can easily pick off antlers, traps, etc., and even fill in trenches. It is also extremely effective. During combat, archers and musketeers can also sneak fire, which is a great threat."

"I see."

The emperor was stunned, then nodded, it was exactly as he imagined.

"Send my military order to have the musketeers retreat and the heavy infantry to come up——"

"Yes!" Li Jingwu was stunned, then turned around and ordered.

After a semaphore, the troops began to follow the instructions.

At this time, the shields were already forward, and the fusiliers were ready to fire, firing continuously when they were within range.

However, the crisp and continuous firing of the flintlock gun also lost its effect at this time. There were many holes in the shield car, but it never stopped.

After several rounds of volleys, the military order was finally spread, and the musketeers could only shrink to the edge, exposing the road in the middle.

Under the astonished eyes of the Qing troops, the Ming troops changed positions on the battlefield with extremely rapid and skillful movements.

Even if he retreats, the musket still fires projectiles. There is almost no flaw in this transformation.

Wearing heavy armor, wearing horn masks, and armed to the teeth, the heavy infantry stepped forward slowly with heavy steps.

Bang bang bang——

The sound of bows and arrows, and the sound of muskets, were constantly beating on the heavy armor.

Shotguns and bows and arrows were almost scratching the itch for heavy infantry covered in armor.

Yan Guochao is a tall man, nearly two meters tall, and when he wears armor, he looks like an upright bear, full of huge threats.

"Grenade preparation——"

With a shout, the heavy infantrymen in the front row stood still and immediately took out grenades and carefully kept fire breakers from their waists.

The heavy infantrymen in the back row also took out grenades, but did not take out fire pistols.

The opportunity for this kind of performance is basically only for the front line. They are the tallest and strongest, and they are the pioneers.

"Throw it as high as you can—"

When the distance is close, light the fire and throw it upward with all your strength.

Although part of it exploded in front of the battle shield, the effect was still astonishing. A battle shield that could withstand bullets did not need to be bombed.

The grenade thrown behind the battle shield naturally caused great suffering to the Qing army, resulting in heavy casualties.

The battle shields in the front row were destroyed and they had to stop, hindering the Qing army's progress. They had no choice but to send men to take over.

What greeted them was another round of grenades.

After three times in a row, the front row slowly moved to the back, and a new wave of people continued.

"Rumble--"

The sound of grenades continued, and then the Ming army's Fran machine guns and red cannons also began to fire.

In this regard, even though he cherished his own side, Jierhalang still chose to fight against each other and started firing shots.

You come and go, it's so lively.

But with the accuracy of the artillery at this time, the effect is better than nothing. The best effect is nothing more than suppressing the opponent's morale.

At this time, the heavy infantry actually began to shrink the gap and gave up a small half of their position.

Immediately, the army carrying guns, which had replenished their gunpowder, showed their ferocious faces again.

In this way, the enemy at the front was divided into two, with guns raised and heavy infantry marching side by side. Just to coordinate the battle, they could only stop to meet the enemy to avoid harming their own side.

Gu Tiao

"Infantry and musketeers side by side?"

On the top of the city, Li Jingwu felt that he was very surprised today, but he still couldn't hide the surprise in his heart.

What kind of weird idea is this?

"As long as the queues are even, that's enough."

The emperor said casually.

"But if it's close range, how should we fight?"

Li Jingwu said with a pale face.

The flintlock gun can be used as a spear, but it is too cumbersome to carry it, and close combat is tantamount to seeking death.

"Then don't let them get close!"

The emperor was noncommittal and showed a proud smile: "They can't get close either!"

Li Jingwu thought about it, and that was true. With the power of the gun, as long as the gunpowder continued, he would naturally be unable to get close.

"This can only be done by Jingying."

On the side, Zhao Guangyuan sighed softly: "The pace of change has been engraved in my bones. Even on the battlefield, I can obey orders and take care of myself."

"If I had waited, we would have been defeated thousands of miles ago."

"That's right, I just have a lot of free time!"

Unexpectedly, the emperor had sharp ears. Hearing this sentence, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "Any warrior who is always victorious must have a lot of time to rest."

As these words were spoken, the situation in the rear army began to change.

The Ming army chased the Mongols head-on, which panicked the poorly equipped Meng Eight Banners and made them unable to face the enemy head-on.

After being injured a lot, Meng Baqi sought advantages and avoided disadvantages, biting the bullet and sprinting forward - breaking out of the encirclement.

At this time, Manbaqi was stunned.

The Mengba Banner lost its fighting spirit. Facing an overwhelming amount of heavy cavalry and ant-like infantry, the Manba Banner instantly felt like it was trapped in a swamp, making it difficult to struggle.

"withdraw--"

A good man will not suffer any immediate losses, and Manba Banner also knew that this time was unfavorable. The opponent's heavy cavalry was really a stroke of genius.

Immediately, the Man Eight Banners also began to show their amazing riding skills and began to stand out.

But at this time, the Ming army seemed to have changed its character. It no longer let the Mongols leave as before, but pressed forward step by step, holding on to the Man Eight Banners.

Now, you come and I go, it's so lively.

While they were struggling, the Mengba Banner had already withdrawn from the battlefield and was wandering in all directions.

Among the front troops, as the shield carriages became ineffective, the gunmen slowly withdrew from the battlefield, and the fusiliers began to fight in parallel with the heavy infantry.

The footsteps of the two are the same, the speed is the same, and they are moving forward step by step.

He stepped over the damaged shield chariot, the corpses of the tragic victims, and the flags in a state of disarray.

One step, another step.

The crackling gunshots and heavy footsteps constantly damaged the morale of the Qing army.

Many people retreated in fear and no longer had the confidence and unruliness they had before.

In fact, after raising the gun thirty steps before firing, it was so powerful that almost no one within a hundred steps survived.

In other words, within about 30 to 100 steps, at least 70 steps, or about 100 meters, there were countless casualties, and nearly a thousand Manchu heavy infantry were scrapped at one time.

The time consumed was only half an hour.

It can be called a meat grinder.

Such a tragic scene greatly damaged the morale of the Qing army.

In addition, the continuous attacks on the city in the past two months have weakened their energy and made many people feel exhausted.

After all, they don't have an emperor to boost morale.


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