The Rakshasas had already lined up more than a dozen columns in a charging formation in advance, and rushed towards the Dragon Guard artillery camp at the fastest speed.

This is also a standard tactic derived from the Spanish phalanx. There were only six men in the front of each column, followed by thirty platoons, in order to reduce the area of ammunition during the charge.

Sure enough, the light artillery battalion only gave the order to fire the cannon three times, and the cannon only had time to fire once, and the Rakshasa soldiers had already rushed to within fifteen paces.

Yakov immediately gave the order, and more than 1,600 mercenaries, who had not been hit by the artillery, quickly formed a straggler phalanx, and mounted the heavy arquebuses that had been prepared for a long time and fired a salvo on the long-handled tomahawks.

Before the smoke from the arquebus had cleared, Yakov, who was as strong as a bear, roared, "Ula! "Rush out with the guards first.

The Rakshasa officer behind him immediately instructed the Buryat soldiers to drop their arquebuses, grab their axes and rush forward. The whole process of engagement was extremely smooth, which shows that Tsarist Russia spent a lot of effort to train these Mongol soldiers.

When the column approached, it unfolded, suppressed it with a salvo, and then rushed up to hand-to-hand combat. This is the standard European tactic of attacking artillery with infantry.

When Yakov barely looked at the artillery of the Qingming army from the smoke of gunpowder—the artillery battalion was firing incessantly, and there was already black smoke all around—he couldn't help but be stunned.

According to his experience, after the infantry of the brigade fired a musket salvo at the artillery at such a close range, even if the gunners did not disperse, it must have been a situation where the corpses were scattered everywhere, and the unoperated artillery was discarded everywhere.

But at this moment, what appeared in front of him was more than thirty neck-high iron plates, neatly arranged with each other, and there was no expected messy scene at all.

After looking closely, he found that a black cannon barrel was sticking out of the middle of the iron shield, and he was shocked at the moment, could it be that the suppressive shots just now were blocked by these iron shields......

Before he could finish his thoughts, the cannons in front of him suddenly roared, but the muzzles of the cannons spewed out large pieces of scattered bullets.

Most of the Russian mercenaries watched in amazement at the cannon shields, and unsuspectingly, countless iron balls rushed towards them, including Yakov, the highest-ranking soldier, when even nearly 300 people were torn to pulp.

The Buryat mercenaries were all weak, and many of them turned their heads and were about to flee, but Yakov's deputy Vlakik hurriedly ordered the Tsarist Russian officers to stabilize their men and continue to storm the enemy position.

He knew that at such a close distance, the artillery would never be the opponent of the infantry, and as long as he could withstand this wave without collapsing, the victory would definitely belong to him. As long as these Ming people are annihilated, His Majesty the Tsar will be able to get the coveted foothold in the Far East!

The Russians are really ruthless in their wars. The Slavic officers, with their red eyes, squeezed through the gaps in the cannons, brandishing their axes at the artillerymen behind.

Encouraged by the officer, the Mongolian mercenaries behind also raised their courage to follow.

In order to hurry, the light artillery battalion of the Dragon Guard Army discarded all the weapons they carried with them, and the only ones that could be used to hit the enemy were the cannons in their hands.

Around a No. 1 Franc cannon, two soldiers raised their cannonballs and smashed them at the Russian mercenaries who were rushing wildly, and the other took it out with his bare hands in order to increase his speed, regardless of the fact that the gun he had just fired was extremely hot, and immediately smelled of flesh and skin.

As soon as the loader picked up the new gun, he was slashed down by the Mongols with an axe, and the aiming man next to him roared angrily and threw down the orange-robed foe.

The gun commander stepped forward to pick up the gun and put it into the barrel, turned the muzzle of the gun to aim at the enemy's dense area, and the axe light slashed behind him, half of his body was almost split, and he immediately fell in a pool of blood.

The ignition man on the side was a new soldier, and when he saw his comrades fall one after another, he stood in fear and didn't know what to do. Seeing this, the artillery commander exerted his last bit of strength, slightly propped up his body, and hissed: "Li Jiushuo, fire!" ”

Li Jiuzhuan was awakened by this sound, and turned his head to see a Rakshasa man stomping over the bloody cannon commander, and the latter's internal organs were trampled out.

He immediately burst into tears, "Team Wei!" ”

But the latter is no longer heard.

Seeing that the Rakshasa man was coming with an axe, Li Jiuzhuan desperately restrained the idea of turning around and fleeing, wiped a handful of tears, went up to the iron axe, and accurately lit the fuse with the torch in his hand.

At the moment when the axe blade landed on Li Jiushuo's arm, the No. 1 Franc machine cannon exploded, and almost all the Rakshasa soldiers within more than ten steps were shot through their bodies by iron beads, and six people died on the spot.

When Li Jiuzhuan saw this scene, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then his eyes went black and he fell to the ground.

The artillerymen in the front row all sacrificed their lives like this, and twenty-four of the thirty-one guns angrily delivered the final blow, and almost all the 235 gunners who operated the guns were martyred!

Their sacrifice was rewarded with the killing of more than 300 enemy troops at close range.

Chen Xiongfei's hand holding the saber had turned blue and purple due to too much force.

The soldiers of the artillery battalion in the front row were not afraid of the enemy fleeing, and how could Chen Xiongfei waste the moment of time they had won by dragging the enemy with their lives.

The adjutant next to him finally shouted the words "reloaded", Chen Xiongfei waved his knife and pointed forward, and roared: "Release!" ”

The Rakshasa mercenaries "disappeared" in an instant as if the snow had been poured with boiling water.

Vlakik looked at the corpses all over the place, and his head burst into a bruise. He had never seen such a tenacious artilleryman, who dared to fight hard with the infantry close to him, it was simply life for life!

Are these Orientals the devil?!

He immediately remembered the Tsar's strict order that if he and his men did not get the land near Yaksa, he and his men should not return alive.

He had no choice but to continue to lead his men to the second row of cannons, but due to the desperate resistance of the Ming army just now, coupled with the casualties caused by the shelling, many Mongolian mercenaries began to hesitate. Even the Tsarist Russian officers, a few began to shrink back.

There were fewer than seven hundred people following him.

Chen Xiongfei glanced at the infantry battalion that was fighting with Jian Yu not far away, and said to the twenty-five guards beside him: "Right now, only I have a blade in my hand, can you dare to follow me to stop the thief army?" ”

"Kill!"

With an angry shout, the guards raised their firearms at the same time, and the bayonets shone brightly in the hot sun......

Not far from the artillery position, the infantry of the Dragon Guard Army was fighting a bloody battle with the elite infantry armor of the Qing Army's Yellow Banner with bayonets.

If the two sides set up a white-knuckle battle, the 4,300 infantry of the Dragon Guard Army would not be stunned by the nearly 10,000 prisoners. But previously they were defending against the cavalry onslaught of the Qing army, and two thousand people formed a hollow phalanx.

The front of this formation is very narrow, which is extremely unfavorable for approaching hand-to-hand combat, and the Qing army's foot soldiers are rushing up too fast, and Yu Xin doesn't even have the time to change the formation.

Behind the hollow phalanx, a line of 2,400 infantrymen had arrived near the phalanx to support after firing the last two volleys.

However, Duoduo relied on the numerical superiority and soon commanded Shuo Sai and Kitat to outflank the Ming army, and the Dragon Guard army suddenly fell into a situation of facing the enemy on three sides.

The Dragon Guard infantry stood shoulder to shoulder, foot to foot, forming an impenetrable human wall.

With a saber in hand, Li Ying personally stood in the infantry line, fighting with the soldiers of a battalion around him - in this kind of narrow battle, there is no need for overall planning, he can provide a combat effectiveness, and he stands on the front line without hesitation.

"Kill!"

As Li Ying shouted angrily, the soldiers of the first infantry battalion also shouted in unison, "Kill!" ”

The bayonets in their hands were handed out and withdrawn at the same time, and with each attack, swaths of captives were poked to the ground.

However, these Zhenghuang Banner captives were originally used for the defense of Gyeonggi, and they were the most elite troops of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, all of which were carefully selected from various departments, and they were also extremely fierce.

Coupled with Duoduo personally pressing the formation behind, these captives swung their swords one after another and pounced on the Ming army's infantry line. Although their cooperation was far less skilled and organized than that of the Dragon Guards, they were still able to cut down the soldiers of the Ming Army from time to time thanks to their large number of people.

As Shuo Sai and Kitat gradually completed the outflanking of the two flanks, many Ming soldiers had to face two or even three enemies on their own, and the infantry line began to gradually shrink inward from both ends......