The 10,000 green battalion troops in front of him and the 5,000 troops drawn by the young man have already received the enemy, and he took out the copper monocular sent by the Portuguese from his body, and he cherished the whole gadget very much, three thousand taels of silver, and he could see people moving five miles away from a long distance, and the specific actions could basically be understood.

The Taixi people are smart enough to make a few pieces of glass like this, and he thinks that the Taixi people have half the ability of the Manchu shaman.

In the distance, 15,000 troops were speeding towards the enemy, the enemy seemed to be panicked, the troops quickly scattered, and it took half a day to form a seemingly messy, not too close formation, if such a formation was his cavalry impact, a charge, the enemy would be defeated.

He wanted to wear down the enemy, so he didn't use his elite Manchu cavalry troops.

One hundred and fifty meters, as long as the cavalry increases its speed, even if the enemy has firearms, it is impossible to react in just a dozen breaths, and even if the loss is only a few dozen horsemen.

According to his thoughts, more than 10,000 people, if you release arrows on your side, you will lose dozens of cavalry, but if you get close to fifty or sixty meters, the cavalry dismounts, and shoots quickly and accurately, and after one round, the troops in front of the enemy will collapse, and they can almost kill a thousand enemy soldiers at once, so that the enemy's morale will be unstable, and then risk the enemy's sparse bow and arrows, and shoot two rounds of bows and arrows, and the enemy will be scattered, and then get on the horse and charge, and with one charge, the enemy's front line will inevitably collapse.

Then the Qing army can drive these lambs, make the enemy fearful, and directly kill the enemy's army, the enemy's army is in chaos, the battle is considered victorious, and the cavalry invested in the back will continue to pour into the enemy's formation, break up the resistance organized by the enemy's generals, drive the enemy to flee, wantonly slash the enemy behind his back, and then send the Mongolian cavalry up, go around a few circles, and the enemy will be defeated.

But soon, he frowned, the enemy did not release arrows, there were no archers in the front of the enemy, but musketeers, which reminded him of those musketeers of the Ming army, and he couldn't help but let out a cold snort in his nose, he didn't have a cold snort in the Ming army's Shenji battalion, and he didn't even have the lethality of a bow and arrow when he put a few rounds of firecrackers.

Bows and arrows can also kill and injure dozens of soldiers, but this kind of fire gun may come down in three rounds, and several sides may not even have a single wounded, waiting for their own soldiers to rush into a distance of thirty meters.

The soldiers who have set off the guns will run to the rear of the enemy, and then come up pikemen and sword and shield soldiers, at this time the cavalry can already cross the dismounted cavalry from the rear, directly into the enemy array, and slaughter wantonly, this kind of Ming army with firearms will collapse faster than the Ming army with bows and arrows and swords and guns.

The Huaxia Army is nothing more than that, he sneered at Hong Chengchou even more, such a Ming army, not a regular Ming army, actually made them frightened, most of the time they were gathering troops, if he had been crossing the river and destroying the Huaxia Army.

"Look again," even if he despises the enemy so much, he will not make a decision easily before the battle is completely started, sometimes his muscles and bravery, recklessness is a deceptive trick, he knows how to write the word cautious more than those famous generals, the Jurchens' previous strength is weaker than the Mongols who once dominated the storm and conquered the Song Dynasty, many times the Qing army is fighting the absolute superiority of the Mongols with absolutely inferior troops, which makes him very careful and cautious about every battle, well planned, and full of strength.

He raised his head and looked at the Chinese army of the enemy in the distance, Xiao Ziqi was hung high, which proved that the leader of the enemy was not here, he was a little regretful, Xiao Fei, he had heard from Hong Chengchou and Feng Quan, he was a member of the Huaxia Army, but killing such a fierce general did not match the results that he, the first warrior of the Qing Dynasty, needed, what he wanted was the head of the thief, Zhang Qiang's head.

At this time, he didn't even bother to move, consumed the enemy with cannon fodder, and then charged with the Han army flag, which was enough to deal with the enemy in front of him.

No matter how bad it is, the Mongol cavalry sent to him by Hong Chengchou and other Manchu soldiers under other Manchu banners who are not under his banner can also get the other party's generals, anyway, those people are also under Dolgon's banner, he has always been uninterested in Dolgon, he is a Manchu, loyal to the emperor, loyal to the descendants of Huang Taiji, not Cao Cao, a traitor who rampaged the court like Dolgon, usurped the throne and seized power.

One hundred and thirty meters, he heard the roar of the enemy's artillery, this sound made him feel uncomfortable, the leader of the Jurchens, the chieftain, Nurhachi died under the red-clothed cannons of the Ming army, and he also had a natural fear of the cannons.

He didn't hear the crisp sound of the arquebus mixed with the roar of the cannons, for he was so far away from the battlefield that he had a vague look at it.

He could only see that the queue composed of those Han cannon fodder troops was a little flustered and at a loss, but the officers of the green battalion behind him were pressed with all their might, and the people and young men, as well as the green battalion troops rushing in front, had not collapsed.

He felt that this was normal, and that if those troops were not flustered, he would consider whether something was wrong, whether someone wanted to betray the imperial court, because if those guys did not panic, it would prove that the Manchus did not have enough weight to suppress the Han people, did not do a good job, and they were as timid as rats and frightened to meet his expectations.

Driven by the officers of the Green Battalion, those people ran forward quickly, and the smoke of gunpowder on the Huaxia Army's position was confused, and the wind was blowing in this direction, which also obscured Aobai's vision, making him not clear about the true situation of the battle on the front line.

There are more and more artillery guns of the Ming army, and there are more and more muskets of the Ming army, this is his feeling, but he still thinks that the Huaxia army is vulnerable.

On the front line, the real situation is that as the artillery fires every one and a half to three minutes, a dense array of arquebus bullets hit the green battalion and the people on the front line of the charge, and the young and strong.

These people died from dozens of people at the beginning, to hundreds of people in a row, and then they were wrapped in gunpowder smoke blowing over, so they didn't understand what was happening dozens of meters away around them, and they felt that there were not many people dying on their side, plus the green battalion officers of the overseer team slashed and killed the panicked soldiers one after another, they were afraid of such a superintendent, and ran into the smoke one after another.

In the smoke of gunpowder, they didn't know how they survived, but they saw their partners fall one by one, falling in pieces, and the enemy was far away, when they were running forward, a certain distance, when they felt that they were about to get out of the smoke, they also fell, and the ones behind continued to rush in recklessly, and then continued to fall, and finally they found that there were more and more corpses under their feet, and it became more and more difficult to move forward.

However, the officers of the Huaxia Army on the opposite side knew very well that the enemy had not crossed the 120-meter line at all, and many people had fallen to the distance of 150 to 120 meters under the intensive fire of the Jingai-2 arquebus.

The more the Huaxia army fought, the more comfortable it became, and the panic at the beginning became without the slightest psychological fluctuation, just as the instructor told them, just like the usual training, just shoot like a target.

(End of chapter)