On November 25, the eleventh year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, the weather was extremely cold, and there was a cold wind blowing in the sky from time to time, and some blood flowers fell.

Outside a village thirty miles away from Gaoyang City, the surrounding wheat fields have already been trampled by military horses countless times, and there is no Ming people in the village.

In the wind, thousands of Tianwu troops lined up neatly, people were silent, horses did not neigh, only a bright red flag swept and fluttered in the north wind, making the sound of hunting and hunting.

Mao Yuanyi, who was wearing bright red armor, stopped his horse, and his eyes were full of coldness when he looked at it from afar.

A man who didn't collect his horse at night galloped over, turned over and dismounted a few meters away from Mao Yuanyi, and said: "Brigade marshal, the Tartars have reached three miles away from our army." ”

Mao Yuanyi said coldly: "Is it the Tartars who attacked Gaoyang?" ”

Ye Bu retracted and said: "Exactly, it is the Tartar Red Flag Department, and the number of people is about 3,000 people!" ”

Mao Yuanyi nodded slightly, waved his hand, and hurriedly retreated at night, and continued to reconnoiter the enemy.

Not long after, a large puff of smoke and dust was faintly rolling in the east, and the sound of the earth shaking was getting louder and louder, and Mao Yuanyi finally saw a large red flag flying over, and under the banner, there were knights in red cotton armor.

Mao Yuanyi let out a sneer and shouted: "Prepare to meet the enemy and kill them all!" ”

"Wow! Wow! ”

At the sound of an order, everyone in the musket array of the Tianwu Army took off their muskets and began to load the sub-medicine, and dozens of Franco machine guns were also pushed to the front of the formation in an orderly manner, and the artillery lined up in front of the guns to cover them.

This roaring Qing army is a few days ago to capture Gaoyang's men and horses, in the city of chaos to kill and loot a bit before leaving happy, they were just about to attack the next city, heard that there is a Ming army from behind, the Tartars suddenly came to interest, led by Jia Lazhangjing immediately ordered all the horses to turn around to meet the enemy, defeat this bold Ming army.

The Qing soldiers knew very well that although the Ming army was numerous, they had never dared to go out of the city to fight, even if they came to the rescue, they were mostly watching the drama on the side, and they dared to fight hand-to-hand with the warriors of the Eight Banners, but they really couldn't find a few.

When the two sides were three hundred paces away, the Qing army put on a battle formation, and the leader Jia Lazhangjing shook the horizontal flesh on his face and laughed: "The Ming army really dares to come to send you to death, warriors, prepare to slaughter!" ”

As the trumpets sounded, the Qing army took the lead in attacking, and the cavalry rushed towards the position of the Tianwu army, they longed for the feeling of wolves chasing Mianyang.

"Fire!"

"Boom! Rumble! Boom ......"

In a series of earth-shattering roars, dozens of high-speed spinning iron balls smashed down on the Tartar cavalry.

Iron balls the size of fists pierced and smashed the body of the tartar, or the head, or the chest, or the arms, and some iron balls directly punched the body of the war horse into a basin-sized blood hole.

The high-speed galloping war horse fell violently, threw the tartar on its back several meters away, and broke its bones, and those who survived were trampled to death by their teammates behind them.

In the cavalry of the Qing army, iron balls continued to shoot in, and the knights of the Qing army turned on their backs, with countless casualties!

A white-armored soldier was hit by a hot iron ball, and the beaten corpse was separated on the spot, and it was miserable to see.

"Fire!"

Another round of artillery salvo fired, and the terrible screams of the entire battlefield were heard endlessly.

The face of the leader Jia Lazhangjing changed slightly, he had fought with the Ming army many times in the past, and he had also seen the use of firearms by the Ming army, but he had never seen that the opponent's loading speed was so fast, and the use of artillery could cause such a bloody and tragic scene.

However, in the plan of the Qing army, a distance of three hundred steps, under the full-speed sprint of the war horse, is only so much time, just rush over, this is the consensus of all the generals of the Eight Banners Army.

The Qing army Jia Lazhangjing was a little relieved, and at the same time ordered the second group of cavalry to start an attack to form a continuous attack on the Ming army.

After entering a hundred steps, the cavalry of the Qing army began to take off the horse bow, pulled out the feather arrow from the quiver, buckled it on the bowstring, and after approaching the Ming army's array for sixty steps, they counterattacked with bows and arrows, and shot the Ming army to the hedgehog.

However, the plan was good, and after the Qing army entered the hundred steps, the attacks of the Tianwu army followed, and the musket array began to shoot mercilessly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang......"

In a burst of gunfire, in the cavalry array of the Qing army a hundred paces away, a hundred and ten Tartars came to fall from their horses in response, and then were quickly trampled into pulp by the war horses that followed behind.

Then the second volley, the third salvo, the fourth salvo.......

On the position of the Tianwu Army, more than 3,000 muskets opened fire together, and for a time the gunfire was incessant, and the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere.

Although the salvo of muskets was much inferior to the bombardment just now, it was dense and concentrated, and continuous, and the actual lethality was even better.

In the high-speed running, once the horse is shot, even if it is not a fatal part, it is difficult to maintain balance, and it will only stumble and fall to the ground, and the cavalry on its back will fall to the ground.

The platoon guns of the Tianwu Army only hit the cavalry of the Qing army on their backs, almost falling in rows, shooting, being shot, the wailing of the soldiers, the sorrow of the war horses, and the various sounds of falling to the ground.

The musket array was also equipped with thirty tiger squat cannons with shotguns, which started along with the musket array, and fired at the Qing army in turn.

The corpses of the Qing army in front of the Tianwu army were all over the field, blood flowed in the canals, and countless injuries and deaths were impossible.

The Qing army traveled long distances, crossed mountains and mountains, always traveled lightly and simply, relying on looting all parts of the Ming Dynasty to replenish supplies, without the fire support provided by artillery, only relying on flesh and blood where could withstand the fierce attack of the Tianwu army under the rain of bullets and bullets, and after a while, it had already lost nearly 1,000 soldiers.

Although this Lord Zhang Jing of the Tartars didn't care about the life and death of the Han army, but in the current situation, attacking again would be completely free for people to go up and die, and he faintly had the idea of retreating.

Putting down the binoculars, Mao Yuanyi drew his sword and shouted: "The whole army is moving forward!" Kill them all! ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The musket array of the Tianwu army marched forward in order, and every time they took a few steps, they would shout in unison, and the overwhelming shouting and killing made the Qing army on the opposite side tense their hearts one by one, and they felt extremely panicked.

"Stop!"

"Fire!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang......"

There was another volley, and the infantry in the front line of the Qing army fell like wheat, and the people behind began to panic, especially the two Tartars who were cannon fodder, and they began to move their feet backwards one by one.

Under the ferocious firepower of the Tianwu Army's well-trained round shooting, the resistance of the Qing army was also quickly disintegrated, and even the Jia Lazhangjing, who threatened to slaughter, knew that he could not do this Ming army, and when he saw most of the Ming army rushing in, he immediately ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops and began to lead the army to flee in defeat.

Mao Yuanyi's face was a little hideous, and he shouted: "The cavalry regiment pursues, kill slaves!" ”

The 1,000 cavalry of the cavalry regiment directly under the brigade immediately dispatched and rushed towards the defeated Qing army.

"Kill slaves!"

"Kill slaves!"

The sound of hooves was like thunder, and the 1,000 iron horsemen of the Tianwu Army rushed forward as quickly as the wind, swinging the sabre all the way, without slashing, just by relying on the speed and momentum of the war horse, the head of the Tartar could be cut off.

The Qing army Jia Lazhangjing led hundreds of sparse Manchurian knights, who fled frantically in formation, and some white-armored soldiers were equipped with two horses, they ran faster, and jumped from time to time to change horses.

However, I don't know if it was due to nervousness or poor equestrianism, from time to time someone accidentally rolled off the ground when changing horses........

Behind the Manchurian cavalry, the cavalry of the Tianwu Army rumbled after and chased after him, led by the general of the cavalry regiment, he knew very well that the commander of the Mao brigade wanted to destroy this Tartar, and there was no room for sloppiness.

Chased down dozens of miles in one go, along the way, some Ming soldiers saw the Tartars fleeing, and the Ming cavalry who were chasing after them were all dumbfounded.

A Ming soldier guarding the fort straightened his head and looked into the distance, and let out an exclamation: "Which part of this is this, so fierce!" ”