Chapter 350: Changqing, Bayonet Assault (8)
After settling his troops, a dull bull's horn sounded in the distance.
Hearing the sound of the horn, everyone stopped eating and looked for the trumpet, and saw a long black line spreading like the tide of the Qiantang River between the mountains and fields in the south.
The black line gradually surged over, and with the help of the telescope, the defender could see it clearly, and wave after wave of Eight Banner Infantry cavalry rolled in.
From their armor and banners, there are Manchurian red flags and inlaid red flags, Mongolian yellow flags and blue flags, and Manchuria white flags and inlaid white flags. There are also some Mongolian soldiers from foreign domains, some small tribesmen, and a sea of flags composed of thousands of recognized flags seems to be boundless.
In the clairvoyant mirror, you can see the general arrangement of the Qing soldiers, and it is the trick of the dead soldiers in front, the sharp soldiers in the back, and the light armor on both wings is good at shooting archers. In particular, their elite horsemen are all holding long weapons and one-color spears and halberds.
Whether it is the Later Jin soldiers or the Qing soldiers, they all imitate the combat methods of the Jin soldiers. The Jin people fought, and the people of the time recorded: "The captives used more sharp formations, retreated for a while, and came again and again, each of which was as heavy as a formation." ”
Although the combat strength of the Qing soldiers is not as good as that of the Jin soldiers, if they charge the battle with iron cavalry Bobo, they should not be underestimated.
A sharp cannon sounded, followed by the sound of whizzing arrows piercing the air.
The sound was like a meteor passing through the sky. With the sound of these arrows, the Qing army set up more than ten golden dragons of the eight banners of Mongolia and the banner lord of the banner. The dragon silk erected high in the formation immediately attracted the attention of all the Qing troops to look at the dozen or so woven golden dragon dragons.
Yue Tuo rode out under the escort of dozens of Baya soldiers, in golden armor and brocade robes. Majestic-looking.
His majestic and stern voice sounded in front of the battle with the galloping war horse: "In today's battle, the general will personally hold the flag, and there is no advance or retreat!" Strongman died in battle, and the remaining nine were all beheaded. Divide the battle of Pashku and die, and the growth is all beheaded. Niu Lu Zhangjing died in battle, and he was beheaded by all the shares! Jia Lazhangjing died in battle, and Niu Lu Zhangjing was killed! Whoever kills the Southern Barbarian soldiers, beheads one level, and Bao Yi immediately raises the flag! The soldiers seized the property and armor that they had obtained and belonged to themselves! ”
Such a reward and punishment caused a sharp whistling sound to immediately erupt in the Jiannu army.
In the whistling sound, the front and back of the Jiannu army array. Countless spears and spears were held high. Looking from afar, it is similar to a firewood forest.
"The general has an order, and anyone who captures and beheads the Liao thief and the pseudo-chieftain will be rewarded with 100,000 silver dollars and promoted to one level at a time! Whoever captures and beheads the Liao thief and the pseudo-chieftain Dudu Abatai. A reward of 30,000 silver dollars for second-class merit once. This level is promoted first! ”
Shouhan could hear the officers at the outpost reply. With such a mobilization, the Jiannu army immediately took-for-tat measures and ordered the whole army to shout in unison. Announce the bounty set by yourself to the four fields.
With this wave of sounds, the front of the wide Nanzhong Army began to move slowly forward, facing Jiannu's army all the way.
"Sure enough, it's something that doesn't know whether it's alive or dead!"
Hearing the words shouted by the Nanzhong army on the opposite side, and seeing the army on the opposite side began to move towards his own army, Yue Tuo couldn't help but be angry and happy.
No army had ever been able to win a battle with the Qing army in a field battle, not the Ming army, nor the army of Lin Dan Khan, who claimed to be the lord of the 400,000 Mongols. Only relying on the thin three-layer queue dared to rush towards his iron horse, and he also shouted the slogan of capturing Yue Tuo alive along the way, isn't this a fool's dream?!
"The order of the great general! The whole army presses on! There are those who capture the barbarian leader Li Shouhan alive, and this king also has a heavy reward! ”
The horn was accompanied by a wild howl, and the Red Banner Manchurian Department rode out under the leadership of the banner lord Du Du, and it continued like a flood of the embankment and went straight to the formation of the Southern Central Army!
Seeing their galloping and rampant appearance, Liao Dongzhi, who was facing head-on, still only had a gentle smile on his face.
In front of him, three layers of neatly arranged musketeers were all in full swing with guns, and the sun began to shine on their faces from the west, staining everyone's clothes and armor more and more brilliantly.
The tide of Manchuria's red flag army rushed to the position of the third brigade not far away, as the vanguard of the red flag, it was still a skilled light horseman, and behind them was Du Du, the owner of the red flag with a golden dragon in his hand.
Those light horsemen who were skilled in equestrian skills, when they rushed to a distance of more than 200 steps from the military formation of the Nanzhong Army, from time to time made the move of preparing to rush into battle with fast horses, and immediately pulled out their horses and swirled. This is the experience they have accumulated in fighting with the Guanning Army in Liaodong for many years, in a vain attempt to repeat the old tricks, attract the southern Chinese army to open fire, and gain valuable time for themselves to charge and break the formation. Another trick is that the firecrackers in the Eight Banners Battalion use false guns to lure the Ming army to open guns to achieve the same goal.
But these tricks all failed today.
For the Nanzhong Army, the provocation and scolding of these light cavalry on the opposite side is like the wind passing through your ears, as long as you don't rush close to my effective range, you are singing a big drama there, and I don't care.
The battle began on both flanks.
"Mighty!"
Thousands of iron hooves knocked on the ground, more than a thousand war horses roared and neighed, and the cavalry of the Nanzhong Army led the strengthened 400 Jinyi guards and 3,000 battalions of cavalry to roll out from both sides, like two hot iron streams heading straight for the Mongolian cavalry on both wings!
At the front of Tieliu, there are still lancers composed of veterans with outstanding experience and skills in the Nanzhong Army, all of whom use stone oak wood with excellent elasticity and toughness as the barrel of the carbine, but the number is smaller, all of them add up to only more than 200 people, and most of them still use sabers. The thick-backed saber made of iron and steel has a thick and heavy blade, which is quite in line with the requirements of engineering mechanics, and has an extremely strong destructive ability for armor.
1,000 cavalry of the Southern Central Army. Lined up in a very tight array, it is still the requirement of people by people, horses by horses, and knees against knees. Behind them were 400 brocade guards wearing flying fish suits and embroidered spring knives at their waists, and 3,000 officers and soldiers in bright and gorgeous armor.
"You are the personal guards of the Son of Heaven, and the ancestors either followed the great grandfather to drive away the Yuan Tartars, or they crossed the desert with the great grandfather. When you come out on this errand with our family, you have earned a lot of money. Now we want you to go out and fight. Let Master Li's subordinates see what the heroes of the Son of Heaven's pro-army are like! Earn some face for your ancestors, too! ”
"If you lose face to the emperor and mess up the errand, don't blame our family for not being emotional!"
The words of the two princes and princes made these people have the courage to follow closely behind the cavalry of the Nanzhong Army. From time to time, some people cheered up their colleagues, "It's okay, isn't it good for Wu Guerrilla to fight in the morning?" ”
On the opposite side, the tide of Mongol cavalry began to move, and quickly rose from small steps to galloping horses.
"Good time!"
Huang Yishan narrowed his eyes and glanced at the Mongolian cavalry rushing towards him. Because of the quality of the horses and the skill of the riders, their queue began to loosen up a few hundred meters after the impact began. This formation is exactly the favorite opponent of the South China Army.
"Rush!"
He waved the spear in his hand. He led hundreds of elite cavalry from the east road and collided with the oncoming Mongol cavalry.
The cavalry of the South Central Army with the lancers as the vanguard. Like a red-hot knife slicing through butter, it easily broke through the loose Mongol cavalry formation and made it even looser and more chaotic.
And those lone Mongol cavalry immediately became the best prey in the eyes of the light cavalry with sabers in their hands in the rear column. Often, a Mongol soldier was swept past by a few light cavalry. The saber in his hand easily cut through the leather robe and chain mail on his body. Or a blade swept across the neck and cut the carotid artery.
Even those brocade guards who timidly went to the battlefield also took advantage of it. Each of them used their riding skills and joined the ranks of the Mongol cavalry. Soon, dozens of brocade guards were dripping with blood, dyeing the beautiful flying fish costumes gorgeous.
Who said that the Mongols were the descendants of the blue wolf and were the most skilled in wolf tactics? On this battlefield, the Mongol cavalry had degenerated into a flock of sheep, driven and slaughtered by the cavalry of the Nanzhong Army, which was far less numerous than them! Their current state of wolf rush can make Temujin, who is lying in Yijin Holo, jump up with Sulu ingots in his hand and scold these unscrupulous descendants.
"Fire!"
Liao Dongzhi, who was facing the enemy, also ordered to start shooting at this time.
The Qing soldiers who rushed to about 200 paces dismounted and prepared for foot battle, and learned the lessons of the morning, this time in the offensive formation, the heavy armor and light armor with red flags were very evacuated, in case the artillery suddenly hidden in the queue on the opposite side opened fire.
If you don't come, then we'll go!"
Ordering the commander of the division to blow the horn of advance, Liao Dongzhi led nearly 3,000 officers and soldiers of the Third Brigade to march towards the red flag not far away!
"Well done!" Wang Chengen, who was manipulating artillery on the artillery position behind the Third Brigade, couldn't help but applaud loudly when he saw this scene; for many years, all the officers and soldiers he had seen were afraid of the enemy like tigers, and it was too late to avoid the battle in a cowardly manner, so how could he dare to take the initiative to step forward?
"Give us a drum!" Wang Dehua, who was standing next to Shouhan, walked to the flag of the division and stretched out his hand to ask for the drumstick. "Although our family does not have the ability to practice artillery like the prince, we have also learned drum music since entering the palace, and today we beat the drum to think that all the heroes are strong!"
A huge war drum made of a whole cowhide, densely arranged with countless copper nails, under Wang Dehua's hard beating, emitted a majestic drum sound, similar to the sound of gold and iron.
"This old man! It's kind of interesting! ”
Wu Biao caught a glimpse of the figure beating the war drum from a distance, and couldn't help but praise.
Under Liao Dongzhi's order, the firecrackers in the first row fired a salvo, knocking the panicked light cavalry dozens of paces away to the ground.
"But that's it!"
Lin Datou, the firecracker of the 3rd Brigade, pursed his lips, stood still, drew his cane and began to clean the gun, ready to reload. Because of his big head, he was nicknamed Sweet Potato Head by his brothers on the same team. Soon the whole outpost and the whole battalion were called out.
Like him, the same platoon of Nanzhong gunners did not move in place, cleaning the chamber of the gun and loading ammunition with their hands and feet. Beside them, the brothers in the back two rows streamed by.
In the bleak sun of the winter afternoon, everyone looked as usual.
At a distance of more than 40 paces, the firearms of the Nanzhong Army maximized the effectiveness of the firearms in their hands, and almost every projectile fired by the guns would have Qing soldiers and horses fall to the ground in response.
The two rows fired a salvo, and the light armor that had just rushed to the front was a little unsupportable. Only two rows of shots, as many as three or four thousand projectiles, killed and wounded hundreds of light armor.
The lead bullet gunpowder, which cost only a few pennies, easily penetrated their iron-inlaid cotton armor and chain mail. Or as a military merit and identity to show off the South Central Armor worn outside. Bodily fluids erupted, causing them to tumble to the ground in pain, and then they fell silently, only the blood that slowly flowed from beneath them, silently freezing their bodies with the cold, hard earth.
"Rush forward!"
Du Du's eyes were a little red, although those lightly armored soldiers were not the best soldiers in the banner, they were also selected from many years of upbringing, and each of them cost a huge amount of time and money, so they were lost in vain, which made him really unacceptable.
Under the guidance of his golden dragon. The heavily armored dead soldiers began to charge forward with spears and spears. More than 2,000 archers behind him began to throw at the military formation of the South Central Army.
Under the cover of the archers. The heavy armored soldiers roared wildly and rushed towards the southern Chinese army, and behind them there were those horse armor soldiers with tiger spears, who also roared in ugly language, and rushed forward without their lives.
The archers desperately threw their arrows forty-five degrees into the air. In the blink of an eye, several rounds of arrows rained down in mid-air. Charging heavy and horse armoured soldiers. Some people also rushed forward to throw javelins, iron bones, axes and other long-range weapons.
Although the smoke of gunpowder during the firing of the guns made it impossible for the vests and heavy armor who threw these weapons to see the target clearly. However, this weapon itself is not a precision strike. With the throwing of expressions, bones and other things, there were constantly dull voices coming out of the ranks of the South Central Army. This was followed by a faint moan. It was the moaning of a warrior after being hit in the body by a flying weapon.
Someone from the same post next to Lin Datou was hit by the iron bone that was thrown, and with a muffled sound, a stream of blood flowed from the soldier's mouth, and he immediately fell backwards weakly.
A few more soldiers were shot by incoming arrows on the left, and a small gap appeared in the platoon. The people in the second row quickly rushed forward to fill the row.
Military doctors and soldiers from the baggage battalion and health battalion rushed to the wounded with their men and carried the wounded away for treatment.
Lin Datou turned his face sideways to look at the brother who was carried away, "Take care of your injuries!" As he was silently blessing the man, a rapidly spinning axe broke through the smoke and slashed straight at him. He subconsciously raised his arm to block his head. There was a muffled bang, and I felt a pain in my right hand and arm, and blood gushed out. Looking down, his right hand was hanging weakly, and he was afraid that this arm would not be able to be saved.
Seeing that the bows and arrows and javelin bone axes had stagnated the advancing momentum of the Southern Chinese Army a little, and gaps appeared in the neat platoon, Du Du and his heavy armor soldiers couldn't help but lift their spirits.
All of them were heavy shields, broadswords, or short axes, all of which were sharp weapons in melee combat, and they all had hideous expressions on their faces. Although the firearms of the Nanzhong army are powerful, as long as they fight to kill and wound some people, rush to the front and fight with them in a short fight, these Nanban will definitely not be their opponents.
"Be sure to hack a few damn Nanbans to death! Let Ben Baylor take a good breath of evil in his heart! Du Du waved the golden dragon in his hand, and commanded the troops to keep pressing.
"Master! The brothers of Zhenghongqi also rushed up! Also with five Niu Lu Zheng white flag coating! A house slave wearing double armor and guarding with a tiger gun in his hand pointed to the offensive momentum of the red flag on the west road in a joyful tone.
Almost all the elites of the two red flags, under the command of Yue Tuo and Du Du, rolled up puffs of smoke and dust, constantly throwing bows and arrows, throwing javelins and axes to advance forward. Soon, the formation of both sides entered within twenty paces.
"Fire!"
Liao Dongzhi gritted his back molars and waved the wood-chopping knife in his hand fiercely. Let the brothers withstand the rain of arrows and javelins flying all over the sky, just to rush into this distance.
The two rows of musketeers fired nearly 3,000 muskets at the same time, and the dense projectiles turned the two red flag soldiers who were preparing to enter the state of butchers on the opposite side into slaughtered prey.
At this distance, being fired by a fire gun was tantamount to firing at the head and chest, and the heavy armored dead soldiers and white armored soldiers of the two red flags were knocked away. It was Du Du and Yue Tuo, because the heavy reward between the guards and the Han had also become the focus of the firecrackers, if it weren't for the guards and house slaves beside them desperately rushing forward to cover them with the shields and bodies in their hands, the two banner owners would have already become honeycomb coal.
"Quick! Nanban is finished! It's our turn! ”
Yue Tuo waved the flag of the general Yangwu in his hand, driving away his heavy armor and vest, while the Baya soldiers with the red flag were imprisoned and rushed forward.
"The first two columns, on the bayonet!"
With a shout, the bayonets of the Nanzhong Army and the spears and broadswords of the two red flags were mixed together.
The two sides are facing each other, they are gnashing their teeth at each other, and in the battlefield, any superfluous thoughts do not exist, and the only thought is to kill the enemy in front of them.
As for how the broadsword shield is against the spear, Qi Jiguang once summed up, first of all, don't panic, don't move first, the gun will enter with the gun as soon as it pokes, and stop after the head of the gun shrinks. When you advance step by step, you don't have to defend against people, the card covers the gun, and the knife cuts the person.
These heavily armored dead soldiers and vests are all people who have been in battle for many years, and even played in swords and guns since childhood. When you look at the bayonets of the Nanzhong Army in front of you with your eyes, you immediately have a way to deal with it.
Although these Tartars don't know who Qi Jiguang is, the basic principles are the same. They glared fiercely at the eyes and shoulders of the South Central Army on the opposite side, and did not look at their spear heads, obviously the sword and shield combat skills were extremely rich. Prepare to use the sword and shield in your hand to give these short barbarians a good lesson in hand-to-hand combat tactics.
Poof, poof, the sound of spears stabbing into the body came and went, the muffled sound of knives and axes cutting through the body continued, the blood rushed wildly, and people on both sides kept falling.
However, although Jiannu is rich in fighting skills and physical strength, how can he block the most suitable stabbing technique for group fights when he encounters the Nanzhong Army, which is also rich in nutrition and physical strength? Facing the left and right and several fire spurs in front of him at the same time, they had to stand left and right, and in the screams, they all fell down unwillingly.
In less than a few breaths, hundreds of people on each side fell to the ground, and the battle line slowly changed in the exchange of swords and guns between the two sides.
Countless blood melted the hard earth, and the frozen hard soil was slowly soaked in blood, turning into mud one by one.
"Master! This Southern Barbarian Army is so tough! To be able to last so long! ”
One of Yue Tuo's men rushed to him with a bloody face.
"What did you return for?! Push it out and cut it! Yue Tuo's face was expressionless, and he ordered the Baya soldiers beside him to behead the Jiala for public display.
"Master! Master! My knife is broken! I'm here to find a better knife! Caught off guard, he was knocked to the ground by several Baya soldiers, and hurriedly opened his mouth to plead, and motioned for Yue Tuo to look at his half-truncated knife, which was full of gaps.
Yue Tuo had a cold face, and took out the treasure knife at his waist and threw it to Na Jiala, "This is the treasure knife that the general ordered to give to this king, and it is made of good steel in Nanzhong, so you will use this knife to kill the Nanban!" If the battle is unfavorable, this king will use this sword to cut off your head! ”
Na Jiala lay on the ground and kowtowed a few times, "Please rest assured, master!" If Ah Dai either killed the enemy and made meritorious service, he was killed by the enemy! ”
"Hurry up and report to Rao Yu Baylor, and ask him to come to the aid of Manchuria with a white flag! I'm about to defeat the barbarians here! (To be continued......)