The array in the distance was getting closer and closer, Azig was galloping wildly on his horse, his eyes were getting colder and colder, although he was irritable and cruel, but he was not stupid at all.

The array in front of it was strange, there were neither shieldmen nor spearmen, just a group of men holding what resembled an arquebus, although the arquebus looked like it had an extra blade on its head.

Could it be that the arquebus becomes more powerful with a blade?

There are quite a lot of people looking at the formation, but what about the large number of people?

He never relied on a large number of people to fight in the Great Qing Kingdom (less than 60,000 in total in the Eight Banners)!

That's by virtue of bravery, not afraid of death!

More than ten years ago, he Azig relied on more than 10,000 iron cavalry to defeat the 80,000 so-called Ming cavalry, and the Ming army was all garbage, not only cavalry, but also those with arquebuses were not worth mentioning.

It's not that he Azig hasn't seen arquebuses, these Ming things are vulnerable in front of his iron horsemen!

It seems that the puppet emperor of the Ming Dynasty is really poor in donkey skills, and these things of the defeated generals are actually taken out again to be embarrassed.

Azig thought as he charged, but the only thing that made him feel unsteady was that the array in front of him was too quiet, not at all the panic that the Ming army had faced with their charge a few years ago.

The sudden shouting and killing sound from the battle array of the thief army in front of him made him feel even more irritable, but the fifteen thousand iron horsemen charged in unison, and at such a close distance, it was impossible for the Eight Banners soldiers to stop like arrows off the string.

Made, whatever, as long as he survives a round of attacks by the arquebustors of the Ming army, with their deathly slow reload speed, as long as one charge, only one round!

The king's white flag is undefeated!

Azig seemed to have made up his mind, and his face instantly turned hideous.

"Rush! Kill this army of thieves! Azig screamed and rushed towards the phalanx in the middle of the musketeers, and the guards behind him had to support him from side to side.

400 steps, 300 steps......

"Ring Array!" In the middle of the phalanx of seven muskets, Liu Hong gradually rode on his horse and shouted.

The Qianhu official who had received the order waved two small red flags, and the two arrays on each wing quickly marched forward in unison, and in just a moment, the seven squares formed a semicircular queue.

Behind the flanks of the seven musket squadrons, 20,000 cavalry of the Beijing battalion lined up neatly, and they did not receive Liu Hongji's order to charge.

"It seems that the General has high hopes for the Shenji Battalion!" Lu Haibo, the general of the 3,000th battalion of the Beijing camp, said to Wu Binghao, who had also been promoted to a general beside him, and his tone was a little sour.

"Lord Lu is cautious in his words and deeds, I heard that our general has a bit of a grudge?" Although Wu Binghao said so, he was also a little dissatisfied with Liu Hongji's arrangement.

In the field battle on the plains, the cavalry is the king!

How did it come to the general, and the cavalry became a second-rate soldier?

How about the disliked arquebusters of the past?

"Old Wu, this is your ignorance, we adults never hold grudges, and generally revenge on the spot if there is a grudge!"

……

200 steps......

"Raise your gun—" The musket squad of thousands of household officials each blew the iron whistle.

The first two rows of soldiers on each side stepped forward, the first row crouching on one knee and the second row standing with their guns raised.

"Steady! Drop within fifty paces and let me see your courage! Liu Hongjian suddenly shouted at the top of his voice.

The paper shells of the new flintlock pistol were made of black powder of a new formula, and in terms of range, they were fifty paces farther than the previous arquebus.

But after all, it is an iron projectile, and the Eight Banners are mostly wearing leather armor, so if they want to maximize their power, they must be close to fight.

And this will test the military discipline and courage of the musketeers.

One hundred steps......

The musketeers in the front row were all solemn, and they could already see the hideous faces of the Tartars in front of them, the scimitars that flashed with cold light......

"Steady!" Liu Hongchuan still did not issue an order.

Closer, closer, the musketeers could almost feel an air current coming from the front, it was the wind formed by the rapid rush of tens of thousands of steel torrents, or murderous aura!

When the front team of the Eight Banners had already entered the center of the ring array, Liu Hongjian finally stopped hesitating.

"Ready!" Liu Hong gradually looked cold and shouted.

"Fire—"

Bang bang

At the sound of an order, the seven musket teams simultaneously spat out the fury of the Ming Empire's new flintlock pistols.

The first two rows of musketeers quickly got up and reloaded, and the last two rows of soldiers immediately followed.

"Raise your gun!"

"Fire—"

Bang bang

A loud noise spread throughout the sky, and bursts of green smoke came out of the musket camp, and the green smoke was blown away in an instant before it could float far.

Azig rushed to the front with the guard battalion, and the two rounds of guns just now had already caused more than a dozen guards to fall in front of him.

In just three rounds of attacks, at least a thousand of his Eight Banners soldiers fell, and Azig was heartbroken to death.

The fifteen thousand cavalry of the white flag was not only his Azig capital, but also the reliance of his brother regent Dorgon, you know, their entire clan only had 40,000 cavalry.

Azig's heart was dripping blood, and these musketeers, those who stood fought his warriors, and those who squatted fought their horses.

If it hits a soldier, as long as it is not a vital part, his Eight Banners warriors can still hold on, but the war horse can't!

As soon as the war horse suffers, it doesn't matter what you command, and the horse stumbles under the front hooves and causes a series of impacts.

But he must not retreat now, he must lead the Eight Banners to rush to this group of dog thieves as quickly as possible.

Only then can their muskets lose their effectiveness, and only then can their scimitars be unscrupulous.

For that, the sacrifices were worth it, at least Azig thought.

It's already three rounds of shooting, it's time to reload!

Bang bang

As if in a nightmare, the musket camp did not pause at all, raising the gun, shooting, retreating, reloading, and the back row followed......

It's just a distance of less than fifty steps, but it seems like a moat that the Eight Banners can't cross.

After the six platoons of soldiers in each phalanx had finished firing in turn, the gunfire in the musket camp finally stopped for a short time.

"Kill! Kill this king! Rush to this king! Azig certainly saw the panic of the musketeers, and he howled almost frantically.

Six rounds of musket attacks, his Eight Banners lost at least three thousand elite horsemen, these damned Han Nu!

"It seems that the reload speed is still not enough!" Liu Hong gradually watched the musketeers hurriedly reload and shook his head slightly.

The Eight Banners really have two brushes, and with such intensive shooting, they can still fight to the death without retreating.

However, you dare to wave with two brushes?

There are three of them!

"Chang Yu, order the AKM to strafe nearby!" Liu Hongjian suddenly shouted at the bull mallet in front of him.

"Order!" Chang Yu rushed forward with the AKM in his hand.

Da Da Da - Chang Yu was a burst of strafing at the cavalry in front.

Ninety AKM shooters scattered throughout the musketeer line heard the instructions and all came to the front of the formation, and the ninety AKMs turned the men who had almost rushed to the front of the Eight Banners cavalry.

At such a close distance, the AKM's strafing shots were almost inmissible, and most of them could penetrate the rudimentary armor of the Eight Banners, inflicting secondary damage to the soldiers behind them.

The AKM's gunfire was louder and denser than the flintlock pistols behind it, and the weapons of mass destruction from more than three hundred years later once again showed their terrifying lethality.

The strafing lasted only three breaths, and the Eight Banners who had broken into the musket phalanx were all gone.

After a shuttle of bullets was fired, before there was time to change the magazine, the officers of the musket phalanx behind them had already signaled that the Shenji Battalion had finished loading.

"Raise your gun!"

"Fire!"

……

A third of an hour later, the Eight Banners collapsed!

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