Chapter Thirty-Seven: Breaking into the Army and Victory
"The army will be victorious"
Hoo, ho, ho
With the rising sun, the main force of the invading army finally arrived on the battlefield. This army of seven to eight thousand people was fully deployed, and they formed a horizontal line that filled the entire horizon.
The rolling flags were fluttering in the wind, and the armor, swords and guns all reflected the sunlight, almost giving people the illusion of divine soldiers descending from the sky. For such an army, just by their walking and advancing steps, the smoke and dust they raised were already
A storm formed that shocked the Manchurians.
Surrounded by dozens of pro-army armored cavalry, Li Laiheng rushed to the front of the formation. He threw his long cloak behind him. The long red tassel on Fan Yang's hat fluttered up and down in the morning wind. From a distance,
Like a red dragon galloping freely in the blue ocean.
Fang Yiren, Gu Junen, and Zhang Pizhu all followed Li Laiheng. Fang Yiren suddenly remembered that after the imperial court dug up Li Zicheng's tomb, the Huguang army spread a new rumor that a little snake shed its skin and turned into a dragon. At this moment, at the edge of the sky
Under the whitening sunlight, a man like Fang Yiren, who did not believe in the prophecies of ghosts and gods, suddenly felt a golden faith.
Li Laiheng...at least at this moment, in the eyes of Chu Chuang's soldiers, isn't he exactly a dragon?
The trumpeters all put their horns and conches to their mouths, took a deep breath, and then blew the prelude to the battle with maximum force.
The sound of a drum shakes the world!
The sound waves vibrated the air, and Fang Yiren almost felt that he could not breathe in his chest. All the blood in his body seemed to be trembling with the horn sound of the main force of the invading army.
Fang Yiren grasped his collar tightly with his right hand. He could feel that his other hand holding the reins was shaking violently. It was not fear of the enemy, but a kind of joy after hearing the battle.
Excitement.
Considering Fang Yiren's personality and temperament, what kind of majestic and passionate atmosphere can make him arouse the pride of a strong man who will encounter the cold wind of changing rivers in this world?
It is not that Fang Yiren has not participated in larger-scale battles. The battle in which the Huguang Chuang Army annihilated Zuozhen was even larger than this battle. However, he had personally experienced the massacre of the Qing army in Jinan, and he also deeply understood that the battle with the Chuang Army
Those who dominate the world are not the Ming army, but actually the Eastern captives.
It was precisely because of this understanding that Fang Yiren knew how important the first large-scale battle between the Chuang Army and the Qing Army was.
The biggest advantage of the Chuang Army is that they are not afraid of tigers, so they cannot lose to the Manchus in the first battle. Only victory can give the Chuang Army the confidence to replace the Ming Dynasty.
Replacing it is not an end, but another beginning. The Chuang Army must have the confidence to shoulder the world in place of the Ming Dynasty.
"Master!", "Envoy!", "Commander!"
Fang Yiren, Gu Junen, and Zhang Pili shouted in unison, calling out their respective titles for Li Laiheng.
Li Laiheng gently pulled the reins of the war horse. He raised his chin slightly and looked down at the Qing army's battle line in the distance. It was also difficult to suppress a sense of passion that could not be grasped and speculated in his heart.
At this moment, the battle situation has reached a fever pitch, and there is no more tactical space for Li Laiheng to take command. He rarely used a particularly clean and firm tone and said:
"The army will be victorious, attack on all fronts!"
boom!
The roar that shook the earth was not that the heavy artillery unit led by Li Shiwei opened fire, but the main force of the infantry of the invading army launched an all-out attack. Everyone charged forward fiercely, and the steps of the soldiers were like thunder, which seemed to indicate that the invading army in Huguang was coming.
"Thunder" isn't just about new, well-made blunderbuss.
The dark blue armor is connected together, and no one seems to be able to question the majesty of Chu Chuang's military appearance. Those deep oceans, waves of people, forest of guns and arrows as dense as a storm are all in Luoyang, Suizhou, and
Warriors trained in Xiangyang and Wuchang.
They were once refugees who starved to death on the roadside, or villagers who had lost their land and could only pioneer in uninhabited valleys. But now these people gather together to form a wall that can be compared to "three walls".
"A more indestructible force. Even more indestructible than the "wall" is a dark blue howling wave.
In this wave, you can see dark and simple faces everywhere, some are too young, and some look like they are in their prime. Their looks are different, but the desire for victory in their eyes is burning on their faces.
The strong fighting spirit is exactly the same.
Faced with the sudden all-out attack by thousands of reinforcements from the Chuang Army, Obai had to be moved!
Ye Bilong was surprised that the number of newly arrived troops from the Chu Chuang Army was actually only seven thousand. It was just because of the high uniformity of Chu Chuang's flags, armours, and uniforms that Ye Bilong felt like the enemy was attacking like a mountain collapsing and the sea was falling.
It felt overwhelming.
What surprised Ao Bai was even higher than that of Bi Bilong. What shocked him was not the number of troops that the enemy had regained its advantage, but the hope on the faces of the most ordinary soldiers in the army.
It was a kind of confident hope for victory, and it was the most common look and expression among the Qing army. Obai had seen people showing such looks in many places outside the Pass.
Even the Sanshun kings who crossed the sea from Denglai, even after their soldiers shaved their heads into braids, would slowly show this expression of confidence in victory.
This demeanor is the most powerful strength of the Qing army. It can transform the vulnerable Ming army officers and soldiers into qualified war machines immediately after surrendering.
This kind of expression was something that Obei had never seen on the faces of the Ming army. Even during the battle between Song and Jin, even when Hong Chengchou had the upper hand and oppressed Huang Taiji to the point where he was fighting hard with his sick body and nosebleeds.
This expression has never appeared on Jun's face.
That is the confidence of victory.
Aobai felt a deep-seated fear in his heart. He knew how many Han people there were in the world. The number of Han people was hundreds of times more than that of Manchurians. But Obai was not afraid of this, because there were only Manchurians.
People will have confidence in victory, but when the Han people also show this look, can the Manchus conquer an enemy a hundred times more powerful than themselves?
"Fire, fire quickly!"
Li Guohan galloped back and forth on the artillery position of the Han Army Flag. He kept urging, and he was so nervous that he personally dismounted and followed the gunners to fill the shells and gunpowder.
The artillery of the Qing army immediately fired, including shotgun shells, heavy artillery, and other captive-killing artillery pieces captured from the Ming army. All kinds of artillery shells fell like raindrops into the ranks of the intruders.
Li Laiheng also brought a lot of cannons. Although he left the heaviest Hongyi cannons near Mamuji, the other lighter cannons, due to the more accurate "module" used in casting, were inferior to
The Qing army's cannons of the same caliber and weight were much more powerful.
At the same time as Li Guohan opened fire, the enemy's artillery immediately launched a counterattack. The artillery battle between the two sides was like thunder and rain, with flying lead and molten iron. The battlefield, where the fog had almost dispersed, was once again covered in a thick sheet of gunpowder smoke.
As the smoke filled the air, the intruder infantry quickly rushed over the last distance, and a large force of thousands of people rushed into the battlefield in time. On this wilderness plain near Dangshan County, a battle may not determine the fate of East Asia, but it can certainly
The fierce battle that determined the mutual views between the Chuang army and the Qing army finally reached the point where swords and swords, hands and feet, hand-to-hand, bloody fights were fought.
The right arm of Hao Yaoqi's cavalry general Aide had been injured by the Qing army's Baya Lajia cavalry in the foggy field battle earlier. At this time, he could only fight with his left hand holding a waist knife.
The fierce firepower of the Han Army again killed many of Hao Yaoqi and Ma Bao's two vanguard troops. Ed was wounded in his left hand again. A stray bullet cut off two of his fingers, leaving him with only his thumb and index finger.
Hold the long knife between your middle finger.
But this did not dissipate Aide's courage to fight. He seemed to not feel any pain, and then faced the Qing army's artillery fire and rushed to Li Guohan's artillery position.
Tan Tai was shocked by the strong desire of the Chuang army to attack. He never expected that the Han army in the pass would have such a violent offensive like a landslide and a tsunami before him, and he was completely passive.
He was so shocked that he could hardly give any effective command.
Obai held the horse, and while galloping and charging, he rode and shot from left to right, and shot and killed several enemies. After a series of hard battles day and night, Obai probably killed about ten enemy soldiers alone. It was considered a battlefield.
The people above are defeated.
However, the protracted battle also brought his physical strength to the limit. When he rushed back to the Qing army's main formation, Obai wanted to shoot another intruder with a returning arrow, but the moment the arrow left the bowstring, he
The muscles in both arms were sore, and the strong bow flew out with a snap as it lost its center of gravity.