Both Jishiha and Li Yuchun chose to continue the assault. At this time, they were already very close to the Mayao Lake camp. Even if they were discovered and intercepted by the Ming army, there was no reason to give up even if they heard the duck talking.
Although some men and horses were lost in the attack, the damage was not serious. They still believed that their thousand cavalry were still irresistible to those hypocritical thieves.
I fantasized about beheading the generals, seizing the flag, and capturing the pseudo-Ming admiral in one fell swoop. The tens of thousands of thieves and rebels around would naturally be routed. This great achievement would be achieved, and who would be willing to give up?
The two cavalrymen continued to gallop towards their destination, encountering several intercepting Ming troops along the way, but they failed to stop them, which only strengthened their determination.
finally.
Ma Yao Lake is in sight.
At this time, a flash of fish belly white appeared in the east, and the sky brightened slightly.
The flag of Admiral Jiangnan fluttered high in the morning breeze.
The sound of drums and horns sounded.
A Ming army slowly emerged from the morning mist with neat steps.
A large number of armored soldiers slowly approached pushing shield carts and holding spears. Flags were fluttering behind them, and there were archers, musketeers, shields, spears, axes, and war hammers. There were all types of soldiers, and even light cavalry appeared on both sides.
Behind those heavily armed elite Ming troops, there seemed to be tanks slowly emerging, with cannons mounted on them?
Li Yuchun and Jishiha, who had just met up with their troops in front of the Ming camp on the shore of Ma Yao Lake, looked at each other with shock in their eyes. How could the Ming army be so organized and have such a military appearance?
"The number is not large." Li Yuchun encouraged himself, "Use all your energy to break through them."
Jishiha also had a solemn look on his face. At this time, trumpets sounded from behind again, flags loomed in the white mist, and rows of soldiers and horses appeared, blocking their retreat.
The sound of the horn continued, and on the lake and in the river ditch, Ruan Jin, Zhang Mingbin and others led boats of various sizes and wooden platoons full of soldiers gathered together.
Seeing this, Jishiha gritted his teeth and dismounted first, drawing out his bow and arrow.
Li Yuchun looked at Mr. Yan with murderous eyes.
Yan Wagong said quickly, "The students have been persuading the army to retreat just now."
Li Yuchun gritted his teeth and pulled out the knife, "Follow me, don't get chopped by the thieves."
At this time, both thieves thought that they could only continue to break through the Puppet Ming Commander Camp, otherwise they would be in trouble today.
Jishikha led the Tatar horseback infantry to dismount and gather in formation, draw their bows and shoot hard, but this time the sharp Qing bows and arrows whizzed away in bursts, but fell in the Ming army's formation, but did not cause much damage.
The chariot, shield, helmet, and armor all prevented many arrows.
Jishiha fired several arrows in succession, but when he saw that the effect was not good, he simply put down his bow and took out several short spears from the saddle. Each Tatar also followed suit and took out the short spears.
In the twilight, hundreds of soldiers raised their arms and threw short spears one after another. These spears were much more powerful than bows and arrows. Suddenly, a burst of spears penetrated the Ming army's position, causing screams one after another.
, a large number of Ming soldiers in the front row fell.
Even if they were holding shields and wearing armor, facing these powerful guns roaring towards them, many people were still shot and fell to the ground. Those who were shot in vital parts died immediately, and those who were shot in the shoulders, legs and other places were bleeding and screaming.
Continuously.
"die!"
Jishha immediately picked up another throwing spear and threw it hard, and then the third one.
After three shots were fired, the front row of the Ming army, which had been neat and tidy just now, was already swaying, and even its morale was already unstable.
In the Ming army formation, Zhang Mingzhen, the commander-in-chief of Zhejiang Province, watched all this calmly. Soldiers fell in front of him one after another, and he remained indifferent.
Compassion does not command troops.
It is common for people to bleed to death on the battlefield.
He remained silent, and the drummers and trumpeters beside him continued to beat and blow in accordance with the orders, and used drums and trumpets to order the soldiers to continue advancing.
After the Tatar threw three times, started to pick up the spear and leveled it, Zhang Mingzhen finally spoke.
"Stop advancing, raise your shield, raise your gun!"
Drums, horns and flags were used to herald the order.
After three shots, the Tatars were about to charge with their spears. This was a very fierce charge. If they could not stop this wave, the army formation would collapse.
Zhang Mingzhen drew his sword, "Behead each prisoner and reward him with ten taels of silver!"
"Take a step back and kill immediately!"
As long as we can withstand this fierce attack from the enemy, the rest will be nothing more than a war of attrition.
"Tiger!"
Zhang Mingzhen took the lead in shouting.
"Tiger, tiger, tiger!"
The Zhejiang soldiers shouted three times before the battle!
After the glorious three-call Tiger, the carriage panels of the artillery carriages in the formation were opened and lowered, revealing the racks of Fran machines and tiger squatting cannons on the carriages. The divine machine gunners squatting on the carriages had already completed loading.
As the carriage board fell, they quickly adjusted the direction of the muzzle, and then raised fire to ignite the primer.
The bang-bang-bang roar of artillery, accompanied by the roar of tigers and tigers, launched a counterattack horn against the charging Tatar heavy armored infantry.
Immediately afterwards, the gunmen behind the shield also opened fire.
Then the archers.
Then the sword players and spear players behind them also picked up their short spears and started throwing them hard.
The Tatars like to strike first, while Zhang Mingzhen likes to strike later. It doesn't matter if they charge first. Those who charge close will be more ruthless.
The volleys of guns, artillery, bows and arrows, coupled with the throwing of spears and axes by the infantry, created a fierce attack that produced a more powerful killing effect than the Qing army just now.
Just now, the Ming army had tall shield chariots blocking the front, and they also formed a formation and raised their shields to defend against many spears, bows and arrows.
But now the Qing army is rushing in with all its strength. Although they have cotton armor on their bodies and some people are carrying shields, they are not as defensive as the Ming army just now. Guns, cannons, guns and axes are thrown, and they are close at hand.
The few rows of Tatars at the front were all knocked down almost at once.
Thousands of Tatars fell down, and their corpses were spread all over the ground.
Almost at the same time, Zhang Mingzhen's generals Zhang Jinjue and Zhu Dingguo rushed out first, one holding a steel whip and the other a copper mace, roaring and wearing full armor. Behind them, there were teams after teams of sword players.
These sword and shield soldiers are elite veterans, the elite of the army. They have a shield in one hand and a Qi family sword in the other. They also carry short spear throwing axes on their backs. They are aces in close combat and winching machines.
The Qing troops in the rear row continued to charge forward with their spears.
At this point there is no progress but no retreat.
Even if the front row keeps falling, they can only continue to charge, or they can tear open an opening in front of the Ming army's formation, rush in, chop him off his back, break up the formation, and then pursue the victory and defeat all the Ming army.
Or be attacked from both sides today and be completely annihilated here.
The Tatars rushed forward fiercely, not caring about what was behind them.
They used this method to fight from outside Guanzhong to Guanzhong, from Youyan to Wuyue, and never failed.
But today, the opponent they encountered was extremely fierce.
Zhang Jinjue and Zhu Dingguo took the lead in the charge, and the sword and shield soldiers jumped and slashed among countless spear soldiers.
Hundreds of Qing troops were still charging with spears, advancing despite being intercepted by sword and shield soldiers.
Finally, the two armies collided.
The spears collided with each other, and the sharp spearheads slammed into the opponent's body.
Stab, keep stabbing, keep stabbing, as long as he is still alive, he still moves the spear and continues to mechanically repeat the stabbing action.
Zhang Jinjue and his two soldiers with swords and shields lowered their bodies under the numerous spears in front of the formations of both sides, slashing with their swords, chopping off legs, stabbing waists, and chopping hands. When the spears of the two armies stabbed each other, they fell.
It was they, the sword-and-shield bearers with short weapons, who were able to come and go more freely under the forest of spears.
Zhang Mingzhen stood under the flag and stared motionless.
The front row swayed, swayed, and slowly stabilized. The Franco cannons in the rear were still bombarding the squatting cannons. The gunners were smoky and black-faced. They only regretted that there were too few cannons and the fire was too slow.
.
"Tiger tiger tiger!"
There were three more shouts of tiger, but the Ming army behind the Tatars finally came forward, started shouting three times for tiger, and then fired three spears at the Tatar's buttocks, followed by a volley of bows and arrows, and then stabbed with spears.
After an offensive that was as fierce as a tiger and as fast as a dragon, they only rushed forward but were blocked by the shield car. The Tatars in front of the gunfire screamed repeatedly, unable to break the front line of defense, but they were stabbed in the back.
He had to turn around at the rear and face the enemy on both sides.
"The Tatars are quite tenacious."
"Yes, things are much worse over there with Thief Li. Look, he can no longer hold on and wants to run away."
"Huh, no chance."
The sky gradually became brighter, and the situation on the battlefield gradually became clearer.
Although the Tatar cavalry were fierce, they could not gallop on the battlefield where they were. They dismounted and tried to defeat the enemy on foot, but the number was too small. The two groups had a total of one thousand men and horses, and they lost a hundred or so on the way. They finally got here, but two
The troops were also forced to fight separately.
Four to five hundred men and horses were placed on the battlefield, which was indeed too few.
There is no room for maneuvering.
However, Zhu Yihai had already mobilized all his main forces here, and eight thousand soldiers surrounded him from all sides to attack and kill him. Especially after supplementing a batch of guns, cannons, armors, bows and arrows newly brought by Chen Qianfu, Zhu Yihai's men became even more powerful.
Waiting for work with ease, occupying the right time, place and people.
Zhu Yihai's Ming army has many new recruits and good explosive power. Its weakness is lack of endurance and toughness. However, on the current battlefield, the Ming army is completely dominant. With this explosive power, the Tatars who have already been beaten cannot lift their heads at all.
Li Yuchun's troops were the first to panic. After all, these traitor troops had been castrated to death. After fighting for a while, the huge casualties already frightened their courage.
Even Li Yuchun didn't care about the frequent horns and flags from Lord Manchuria, and refused to get close at all. He just wanted to move to one side of the battlefield, hoping to find a chance to break out and escape.
At this time, Duke Yan saw what Li Yuchun was thinking. He held a shield in front of him and loudly advised Li Yuchun, "General, without further ado, please make a decision quickly and break out of the encirclement."
Li Yuchun wanted to run away, but he was still a little hesitant. Now Jishha and the others had attracted the main firepower of the Ming army. If he ran away, Jishha and the others would have no chance of escaping.
But if you don't run, the opportunity will be fleeting and you may not be able to escape.
"The adults in Manchuria are under heavy siege..."
Mr. Yan came close to him and lowered his voice, "What time does the military gate take care of that? If you don't run away, we will have to deal with it here. As long as we go back, the military gate will put all the responsibilities on them.
They said they underestimated the enemy and were eager to win, and insisted on attacking despite dissuasion. As a result, everyone was surrounded..."
"General, the life you have saved is real, everything else is imaginary,"
"Dead men don't speak."
Li Yuchun showed a ferocious look on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Retreat!"
A dead Taoist friend will not die as a poor Taoist!