The midday sun is abundant and fresh, soft and warm, the fragrance overflows and the sweet warmth shines on everyone's arms. Under the rays of the sun, it fills the space of more than ten miles across the battlefield,
The golden light of hundreds of thousands of pieces of armor overlapped and shone brightly towards the sun. The brilliance of the sun filled the decaying battlefield, making the lines clearly distinguishable. The spring breeze could not hide the strong smell of blood ten miles away.
"It's the Ming army."
Zhang Pilu reined in his horse and looked back. The Shun army's bombardment continued. With the firepower of the Hongyi artillery, there was no doubt that the Dashun army had completely overwhelmed the Qing army.
Especially after occupying the front line of the trench, the large number of artillery deployed by the Qing army near the trench were either captured by the Shun army and fired directly with the muzzles turned upside down, or the gun doors were sealed with iron nails by the Dashun army's guard militia.
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After all the vassal troops that were still gratifying were wiped out, the most elite artillerymen of the Qing army were also killed and injured. The only remaining artillery firepower of the Qing Dynasty's Hongyi artillery was an artillery force commanded by Kong Youde, and was still deployed in Dorgon's Chinese Army.
Nearby, the firing range was difficult to cover the front line of the army, and it could only fire a few innocuous shells from a distance, and they also lost their landing points.
The roaring sound of shelling on the battlefield at this moment all came from the Dashun Army's own Hongyi artillery. Thunderous and noisy noises interrupted Zhang Pizhu's words. The Shun Army cavalry continued to change their formations and charge forward.
, driving the larger number of Qing troops out of their positions, or squeezing the enemy into a ball, and the large groups of infantry pressing from both wings completed the harvest.
Liu Fangliang galloped across the country, enjoying the sweet taste of revenge. The soldiers of the Dianzuo Army were all worried about the outcome of the deer harvesting battle. The elite among them were all warriors of the Yuan Cong camp. Who didn't love King Chuang extremely much?
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Today is the day to avenge Li Zicheng and kill the Manchus to his heart's content. The three walls of horses, spears and swords shine with cold light, forming a silver light belt hundreds of meters long and wide, stretching across the battlefield, filling the battlefield.
Everywhere the enemy's formation reached, the Qing troops fell on their backs, unable to withstand the wanton attack of these old knights.
The person with the most general magnanimity now is Hao Yaoqi. He restrained the Yulin cavalry of the Imperial Army in the rear group, pulled out many cavalry that were trapped in the Qing army's formation, and reassembled the assault formation.
Hao Yaoqi carefully exchanged intelligence on the right-wing battlefield with his friendly comrades, and he asserted:
"The Ming army has arrived. No matter how weak the Jiangnan soldiers are, they are only tens of thousands of soldiers, not tens of thousands of pigs. We must send troops to reinforce the right wing, otherwise the enemy will break through from the flank. Once the Ming and Qing coalition forces merge, we will send large troops to the center
If they attack, Dashun's army will be in danger of being split in half along the trench."
The flags and formations of the Ming army were slightly loose, but in such a crucial battle, Hao Yaoqi really did not dare to take it lightly. He did not place his hopes of victory on the Ming army like Dorgon did.
Dorgon hoped that the Ming army was strong enough to rely on its superior strength to alleviate the Qing army's unfavorable battle situation. Could the Shun army think the same way?
Hao Yaoqi shouted: "We cannot rely on the Ming army being unable to fight! Knights of Yulin, follow me and go to the right wing!"
The knights of the Yulin Forest all have black and white rooster feathers on their helmets. As the horses turn to the wind, their swords point straight in the wind like rain, and their feathers fly freely, matching the yellow dragon banner sweeping across the sky above the army.
The flag is inseparable from each other, and its sound and appearance are strong in the world.
The high-flying cavalry team turned a corner. The troops on the left side of the palace all wore red and white iron armor and carried Liu Fangliang's white banner. The Yulin knights wore black clothes and black armor and wore Li Laiheng's yellow banner. The wind swept the horses as they moved around.
People were shocked when they left, and thousands of horses swept through Ping Gang. The sun and moon were eclipsed by it, and the heaven and earth were moved by it.
The trumpeters lost no time in playing the charge horn, and the whistle and conch sound also sounded at the same time. The Qing soldiers who did not know why were shocked and thought that the Shun Army cavalry was about to launch another fierce attack. The green battalion soldiers fled quickly, even the brave soldiers
The Eight Banners soldiers, who were good at fighting and tenacious, felt exhausted and were ready to die on the battlefield.
Unexpectedly, the Shunjun cavalry turned a corner and quickly left the central battlefield. Only Liu Fangliang and Zhang Pili continued to lead some pistol cavalry into the enemy formation and fired from all sides. Most of the cavalry, as well as the shock cavalry holding Yangwu swords, followed Hao
Waving the flag temporarily left the battlefield,
They first withdrew to a place slightly farther away from the center of the melee, then changed back to column, and moved towards the right flank of the battlefield at an orderly and rapid pace.
Hao Yaoqi's ideas coincided with Li Laiheng's. They both believed that victory could not be pinned on the weakness of the Ming army. No matter how low the Ming army's combat power was, it was after all a huge army of up to 50,000 people.
If the battlefield is ignored, if a reversal occurs, it will be irreversible.
"Go to the right! Go to the right!"
Hao Yaoqi shouted at the top of his lungs while running, and then the Yulin knights raised their swords and guns and shouted in unison, "Go to the right wing," "Go to the right wing." The huge volume of sound in a short time even exceeded the roaring cannons, attracting
attracted the attention of everyone on the battlefield.
It was also at the same moment that Hao Yaoqi was keenly aware of the changes in the Qing army's array. The Qing army's array, which had been oppressed by the Shun army and kept moving backwards, suddenly stabilized and was as solid as a rock. It was obvious that there was a new force.
Enter the battlefield.
However, the military strength restricted Hao Yaoqi's actions. He gritted his teeth and believed that the right-wing battlefield was more important. The fighting in the central battlefield could only be left to Guo Junzhen and Liu Fangliang.
"Has Commander Guo already brought his own troops into the battle? Well, with two powerful commanders taking the lead and supervising the battle, even if Dorgon personally takes action, there will be no problem on the central front.
Brothers, follow me to the right wing! Let’s walk!”
The main infantry forces of the other teams have completely crossed the trench from the left wing and the center. Even Guo Junzhen, a figure who always likes to strategize decisively, is now holding a single sword and going deep into the formation to fight hand-to-hand with the Manchurians.
Guo Junzhen's martial arts skills were relatively average, and he was in danger several times. After the pro-soldiers desperately rescued him, Yao Zhendao, a staff officer sent by the Military Academy, quickly persuaded him: "Beheading generals and seizing flags is not Guo Shuai's skill. Guo Shuai is not good at it.
... Mr. Liu Guogong is on the front line!"
Another staff officer, Zhou Chang, looked much more mature and experienced than when he was fighting in Hebei. At this time, he also followed Guo Junzhen's example and changed his name to Zhou Peigong.
Zhou Peigong ran over quickly, grabbed Guo Junzhen's horse, and said with a wry smile: "The King of Jin asked me to take good care of Guo Shuai, Guo Shuai, don't make things difficult for us."
Guo Junzhen wiped the blood from the blade and shrugged his shoulders: "Has the cavalry rushed to the right wing? Where is His Highness King Jin?"
Zhou Peigong replied: "General Hao, General Hao has personally supervised the Yulin Knights and rushed to the right wing to intercept the Jiangnan soldiers. As for His Highness the King of Jin... all the guards in the palace have been dispatched and have also gone to the right wing."
Guo Junzhen closed his eyes, as if he was observing the changes on the battlefield with his ears and nose. He thought deeply about the last few questions, then opened his eyes and said word by word:
"The white-armored soldiers have moved, kill Dorgon!"